Qiu Zu: From an apprentice in a medicine shop to an immortal ancestor.

Could it be that the companion of the old man "Yuan Hua" has come to his door?

Qiu Zhen was filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

Even the Demon Suppression Division had determined that the "Yuan Hua's accomplices," like frightened birds, would not dare to show their faces in the short term.

Could it be that the other party is doing the opposite?

Are they so bold?

Qiu Zhen pondered for a moment, suppressed the slight worry in his heart, and his expression returned to normal. As if nothing had happened, he tied his horse in the yard.

Perhaps the sound of horses' hooves outside the courtyard was not small, and soon the gate of the Qiu residence slowly opened.

The one who opened the door was a middle-aged man, and Qiu Qing, the eldest brother, followed closely behind. When he saw Qiu Zhen, he was very happy:

"Little brother, you're finally back."

After speaking, Qiu Qing pulled Qiu Zhen into the door, very happy to introduce him to the results of his and his father's recruitment efforts during the day.

Before long, twelve people were standing in the courtyard of the Qiu residence, some were teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years old, and some were young adults of twenty or thirty years old. Each of them looked like they were used to working year-round, with diligent hands and feet, and able to do the job.

From the perspective of recruitment, the old man Qiu Tianbao and the eldest brother Qiu Qing were very experienced and recruited people very well.

However, Qiu Zhen quickly discovered that there were two people who made him smell a hint of danger.

The two people's methods of concealing their aura and disguising themselves were very clever, and he couldn't see any clues at all.

This kind of intuition had no reason, but came from the Yuanshen's perception of potential unknown dangers in the dark.

Qiu Zhen remained calm and looked around at everyone in the courtyard.

Finally, he stopped in front of a middle-aged man in his thirties and a young man in his twenties, and said:

"You two, come with me."

The two were stunned when they heard this, and looked at each other, their eyes full of astonishment.

However, the two didn't say much and followed behind Qiu Zhen.

Qiu Tianbao, Qiu Qing, and everyone in the courtyard were at a loss, not knowing what had happened.

Before long, at the back mountain facing the sun.

Qiu Zhen's eyes were like lightning, faintly carrying a bit of murderous intent, and he said with a沉着 face:

"What are you two trying to do by infiltrating my house?"

"How did you find out?"

The young man looked at his dark skin, calloused hands, and tattered linen clothes, and then looked inside himself, carefully examining himself again, and became even more curious:

"I didn't reveal any flaws, how did you recognize me at a glance?"

"As expected of someone with a destiny!"

The middle-aged man on the side didn't pretend anymore at this time. The restraint and nervousness of a country farmer were gone from his face. His divine sense was calm, and his eyes were burning as he looked at Qiu Zhen, nodding repeatedly:

"This old man doesn't have much ability, but he is quite capable in the way of concealing his aura. Even a grandmaster figure can't see through my details at first sight. You are indeed favored by the heavens and are extraordinary."

Destiny. Heavenly Mandate.

Qiu Zhen noticed the key, his eyes fell on the two of them, he reached for the saber at his waist, and his eyes were sharp:

"Who exactly are you?"

"Little friend Qiu, there is no need to be nervous, we have no malice."

Seeing that Qiu Zhen was about to reach for his saber, the middle-aged man with the surname Zhuang stopped him with a false hand and quickly said:

"I am Zhuang Qingzhi, and he is my nephew Zhuang Qiufeng. We, uncle and nephew, are from the Myriad Gods Alliance. We passed by Qingmu City and heard that little friend Qiu seems to have a destiny, so we came to visit you. We are very presumptuous, and I hope little brother will forgive us."

"Myriad Gods Alliance?"

Qiu Zhen had never heard of this sect or force, and it sounded very strange.

Perhaps seeing Qiu Zhen's doubts, the middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang smiled and explained:

"Our Myriad Gods Alliance was created by peerless powerhouses with great destinies. Our alliance specializes in recruiting and supporting people with destinies."

Qiu Zhen thought to himself, hearing the clues, and said:

"Your Myriad Gods Alliance is quite interesting. A small destiny is fine, but a big destiny needs to compete for the Mandate of Heaven. If someone's destiny clashes, wouldn't there be infighting."

"This is unavoidable."

Zhuang Qingzhi smiled and explained:

"If destinies clash, the Myriad Gods Alliance will not favor anyone. However, if destinies clash with people from external forces, our Myriad Gods Alliance will help with all our strength. I wonder if little friend Qiu is interested in joining our Myriad Gods Alliance?"

"No need."

Qiu Zhen shook his head and refused outright: "I only have a small destiny and have no great ambitions. Thank you for your appreciation."

"Little friend is being humble, you are not just a small destiny."

Zhuang Qingzhi smiled, looked at Qiu Zhen's waist, and then looked at Bai Shu, who had a fierce look on his face:

"Not to mention that Grandmaster An of Changle Prefecture gave you the [Ephemeral Amber] to conceal your destiny, if this old man is not mistaken, this spirit fox beside you must possess the bloodline of a congenital demon beast, only one step away from being congenital, and obeys you, this is not something a small destiny can do."

Speaking, Zhuang Qingzhi's eyes fell on Qiu Zhen again:

"In just a few months, your martial arts have become accomplished, and your qi and blood are thick. This is not something that can be done casually, even if you obtain an amazing immortal opportunity, you can't do it. Only with a destiny can the wind and clouds gather and transform into a dragon."

Qiu Zhen listened to the other party's incessant talk, and his heart was slightly settled.

He didn't know much about the cultivation world before, and he was worried that he wouldn't be able to convince people by setting up a "destiny" persona.

But as his understanding deepened, he realized that his strength had improved so quickly. After thinking about it, the most credible thing was still the "theory of destiny."

Cultivating immortals?

Ordinary people cultivating immortals are all gradually cultivating, just like martial arts cultivation. They have to go through the accumulation of "acquired refinement", cultivating immortal methods. Compared with martial artists, they don't have much advantage. Many immortal methods of acquired refinement are not much different from the martial arts sects.

After all, ordinary cultivators can't first "build the foundation for a hundred days", cultivate the Yin God, and have the method of eating qi to assist in cultivation.

As for the side sects, specializing in "divine soul" will only weaken the body and make martial arts progress even more difficult.

In other words, even if Qiu Zhen said that he had no destiny now, others would not believe it.

Only with a destiny can his transformation be explained.

Qiu Zhen was not worried that the two of them regarded him as a great destiny. He had discussed with Apothecary An that it was okay for people to know that he had a great destiny, as long as they didn't know the specific details of his "destiny."

"No matter what destiny I have, the two of you suddenly coming to my door for no reason makes me very uneasy."

Qiu Zhen interrupted the other party and said sternly:

"In my opinion, your actions are not to win me over, but to threaten me."

"This..."

The two smiled embarrassedly, also feeling that this trip was indeed a bit abrupt and presumptuous:

"Little friend Qiu is right, it is indeed that we did not consider it properly. In the future, we will definitely not be so presumptuous. We will not disturb you today, and we will meet again in the future."

After saying that, the two cupped their hands, very simply, and used their body techniques, turning into a shadow and disappearing.

However, as the two disappeared, a gust of wind flew over from the direction they left.

"A small token of appreciation, please accept it, little friend."

Qiu Zhen and Bai Shu became vigilant and quickly dodged.

However, the gust of wind was not aggressive. Qiu Zhen grabbed it and controlled it.

It was a porcelain bottle, faintly emitting a faint fragrance of pills.

"This is... a pill?"

Qiu Zhen's expression changed slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

Destiny. Myriad Gods Alliance. Recruiting.

Unexpectedly, the "destiny persona" has caused such a stir so quickly.