The Dedan Sect is located in Qiyun Peak, a mountain range in the central part of the mainland. There are nine peaks in Qiyun Peak, and the Dedan Sect has seven courtyards, each of which occupies one peak. The Supreme Elders share one peak, and the head of the clan has one peak exclusively.

The gate of the sect stands at the foot of the mountain, some distance away from the nine main peaks. At the gate of the sect, the relatives of the formal disciples of the Dedan sect gathered into a small village: the gate village. First of all, it is convenient for relatives to meet each other. Secondly, those who are near the water and the towers get the moon first.

If a sect is temporarily selected to do odd jobs if necessary, it can also receive generous rewards, which cannot be earned by working elsewhere for three to five years.

On a haystack in the village, five children aged eight or nine sat in a circle chatting and gossiping.

"Have you heard? Uncle Yue Qingyang, who is guarding the gate of the sect, rescued a dying boy three months ago. He seems to be a disabled spirit." A leader with a short head asked his friends.

"I heard my mother say when chatting with people that she is not only a cripple, but also a cripple with all her limbs broken off."

"Waste Lingxi? Then why save him? He is also a waste after he is saved."

"It seems that the rescued useless Lingxi often meditates outside Uncle Qingyang's house these days. How about we go over and take a look?"

"Let's go together, the five of us, just in time to see what people with useless spiritual roots are like. I have never seen them before."

Chu Jiangkai's hand tendons and hamstrings were almost healed. As soon as he could get out of bed and walk around, he began to meditate on the bluestone outside the house. Although he experienced great sorrow and pain due to family changes, he did not give up the hope of practicing. He still wanted to become the best in the world.

As for the strong people, they all say that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. Maybe your cultivation speed will become faster.

Chu Jiangkai wore Yue Qingyang's wide white robe and sat on the bluestone. He closed his eyes and concentrated, adjusting his breathing, inhaling and exhaling, inhaling, exhaling... and gradually entered a shallow state of concentration. "Breathe! Breathe! Give it to me."

Suck it! Suck it quickly!" His thoughts kept urging Lingxi, trying to make it attract spiritual energy faster. The sweat on his forehead dripped down his cheeks and onto his clothes.

"Pah!" A stone flew from nowhere and hit Chu Jiangkai's arm, pulling him out of his trance. "Who?!" Chu Jiangkai opened his eyes wide and searched around, but he didn't see anyone. He wanted to stand.

Get up and search around.

"Let's go, let's go." The five children who were hiding not far away saw Chu Jiangkai standing up and ran away quickly. One of them saw the oldest child with an inch hair running wildly with the other four, and after running for a while, the inch person reacted.

"Don't run, don't run. What are we afraid of? His hands and feet are injured. He is also a disabled person. What can he do to us? Right, why are you running?"

"That's right, but why is he meditating and meditating with a useless Lingxi? My mother said that it is impossible for a disabled Lingxi to succeed in cultivation."

Cun Tou was also a little puzzled, "Isn't he a useless spirit root? Let's go take a look tomorrow to see if he is useless. Even if he is not a useless spirit root, we don't have to be afraid of him because there are so many people."

"Okay, if you Wei Ya go, we will go."

Chu Jiangkai, who was interrupted from practicing, continued to meditate for another hour, then returned to the house and lay down on the bed to rest. Near evening, a middle-aged man opened the door and entered.

"Father, you are back." When Chu Jiangkai saw Yue Qingyang back, his clean little face smiled. If it weren't for his foster father's painstaking treatment and careful care in the past three months, he would have died long ago.

"Jiang Kai, how is your recovery? Did you lose your blood coffee?" Yue Qingyang is only forty years old, but he is exposed to the wind and sun every day, and his face looks a bit old.

"It has fallen off, and now there are only four scars left, nothing serious. Hehe."

"Does it still hurt when walking to pick up things? You don't have to get out of bed. No matter how much you cultivate yourself, you won't leave any sequelae." Yue Qingyang is also very strange. He has investigated this child, who is obviously a disabled spirit, why can he move as soon as he can?

I insist on getting out of bed to meditate and enter samadhi.

"Don't worry, adoptive father." Faced with his adoptive father's concern, Chu Jiangkai was quite uncomfortable at first, but as time went by, he began to feel warm and warm, making people have to cherish him even more.

"You should have a good rest first, and I'll go cook. I'm going to make pheasant soup today, which is a great supplement, haha." Yue Qingyang smiled happily, the kind of happiness that was simple and contented.

After dinner, Yue Qingyang went to work the night shift at the gate of the sect. Chu Jiang, after eating and drinking, lay on the bed and fell asleep in waves of sleepiness.

In the dream, Chu Jiangkai was busy collecting herbs in the mountains. Suddenly a deep and mysterious voice came: "Chu Jiangkai, do you want to live forever?!" A white light flashed, and an old man with white beard and hair appeared from the sky.

Slowly falling in front of Chu Jiangkai, "Young man, why don't you kneel down quickly and become a disciple? I will teach you the immortal method, the method, the method, ah."

"Who are you? A psycho." Chu Jiangkai ignored him and continued to collect medicine.

"You are mortal, so naturally you don't recognize me. I am your ancestor Qin Daoyi. Why don't you kneel down quickly!" The old man pretended to be profound and looked at Chu Jiangkai slowly, meaning why don't you kneel down yet?

.

"Bah! I have left the Qin family. My surname is Chu. Go away quickly, you have stepped on my medicine! Get started!" Chu Jiangkai actually pushed the old man and almost staggered.

"You, you, you, you stubborn child, what kind of medicine are you picking? You are dreaming, you are dreaming, you know? Pick some woolen medicine." The old man with white beard and hair wanted to dress up and pretend to be a master, but he was caught by Chu Jiang.

Kai was so angry that he stopped pretending.

"I'm dreaming?? Yes, I've already left the Qin family. Why do I collect medicines? I should be sleeping on the wooden bed at my adoptive father's house now." Chu Jiangkai turned to look at the old man with a white beard.

I’m dreaming, so what are you?”

"Stuff...stuff?! Say it to me again? I am your ancestor! What kind of stuff is not stuff? I am your ancestor for 800 generations. Hey, is it 700 or 800? How many?

I can’t remember how many generations of ancestors I have, but in short, I was attacked by a sneak attack in a contest with my sworn enemy, and I have been a spirit body for ten thousand years.”

"Oh, he is a lonely ghost who refuses to admit defeat." Chu Jiangkai curled his lips. "If you want to scare people, go find someone else. Don't bother me."

"You're so stupid!" The old man with a white beard didn't know why, but he was always angry at Chu Tiankai's words. "Why do you, a thirteen-year-old kid, have such a bad mouth? I am a spiritual body, and only those who have attained the Tao can have it."

The spirit body! I don’t have any common sense at all. Forget it, I’ll teach you slowly from now on.”

"I don't want to learn, thank you."

"I, you... I am a person who has attained the Tao. Aren't you eager to practice? Why don't you learn?" The old man suppressed his emotions and tried to be as calm as possible.

"You've been beaten into this spiritual state. If you can do anything great, you'd better go ahead and fool others. I won't be fooled."

"..." The old man dragged his body feebly and walked into the distance helplessly and speechlessly. The old man felt miserable. He was also the powerful guardian of the world at the beginning, but he did not expect that the fallen phoenix was not as good as a chicken. Today, he was beaten by his descendants.

I despise...it hurts my heart so much. "Hey, that's not right. I seem to have forgotten what to say. Oh, by the way, I got him near the gate of Dedan Sect, and then he was rescued by that Yue Qingyang. I'm so angry today.

Now, forget about being angry with me. Let’s talk to him tomorrow night, this brat.”

At three o'clock in the morning, Chu Jiangkai slowly woke up and said, "I had a really strange dream last night, and I dreamed about a weirdo." He shook his head and stretched out comfortably. Today, he felt much better again. His hands and feet no longer hurt.

It seems that complete recovery is not far away. I feel good and continue to meditate.

As always, I sat upright on the bluestone and began to meditate. The spiritual energy here is really abundant. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale. "Pap-pap-pap-pap" five stones hit Chu Jiangkai.

"Who the hell is this?!" Chu Jiang, who was interrupted again, stood up angrily and looked around.

"Ah ha ha ha ha" "Ha ha ha ha hit hit hit hit" "Brother Wei Ya is so awesome"

Amidst the admiration of his companions, a boy about ten years old with a short head walked up to Chu Jiangkai and said, "Hey! Are you the legendary useless Lingxi? There's nothing special about it. I thought you were missing arms and legs."

Chu Jiangkai held back his anger and asked, "You also threw that stone yesterday?"

He raised his short-cut head with a provocative look on his face, "It's me, Wei Ya, what do you think? You don't accept it, there are five of us, you're a useless Lingxi, why do you still want to attack me?"

Before Chu Jiangkai could reply, Wei Ya suddenly spat at Chu Jiangkai from a distance, and then ran away, "Hahahaha, you loser, come after me, come after me."

"Hahahaha" "Hahahaha" the four children in the distance also burst into laughter

Chu Jiang opened his legs and chased forward, but before his injuries were completely healed, he couldn't run very fast. "Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah..." More than a dozen stones hit Chu Jiangkai's arms, legs, and body.

His face and broad white robe were also caked with dirt.

"Hahahaha" "Hahahaha" "Trash, idiot, hahahaha" the children ran away happily and excitedly.

Yue Qingyang returned home in the evening, "Jiang Kai, Jiang Kai, look what your adoptive father has bought for you." Seeing Chu Jiangkai's face bruised and purple, Yue Qingyang was shocked, "What's wrong with you, kid? You fell down.

Is someone still bullying you? Why is your face turning blue again?"

"It's okay, foster father, they are just a few naughty children. A little skin injury is not a big deal, don't worry, foster father."

After feeling the pulse and exploring the condition inside Chu Jiangkai's body, Yue Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, there are no internal injuries. Your injury is not completely healed, so don't meditate on the bluestone tomorrow. If anything happens, wait for the injury to recover."

Let’s talk about it later. Look, what did your adoptive father buy you?”

"New clothes?! Newly made? How much does it cost? This robe is quite good now. I really don't need to make a new one. Can I return it? Please return it as soon as possible. Foster father, you have been good enough to me.

"No need to..." As he said this, his eyes started to get wet.

"My child, we are destined to meet each other. I have always been alone, and I have no pursuit in the realm of cultivation. It is useless to keep extra spiritual stones. I can watch you slowly get better and get better and better, righteousness

Father will be happy and feel at ease. There is nothing you can't retreat from, so come and change it quickly. Do you want your adoptive father to change it for you?"
Chapter completed!