Chapter 168

There was some envy in their eyes, and they sighed:

"It seems that Sect Master Jiang wants you to go up; congratulations, Mr. Baizhu."

After saying that, Fengyan and the others made way for a path, thought about it, and said tactfully:

"Mr. Baizhu, stopping you today is just a task requirement, please understand."

Baizhu pursed his lips and smiled; now that his dream was within reach, he naturally wouldn't care about these things.

Nodded:

"Captain Fengyan is too polite; Captain Fengyan is loyal to his duties, just to protect Jueyun Karst, why should I blame you?"

Fengyan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and smiled:

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Baizhu."

"Mr. Baizhu, please, don't keep Sect Master Jiang waiting; in addition, when meeting Sect Master Jiang, please be sure to maintain enough respect."

"Otherwise, if the Sect Master gets angry, even the Emperor won't be able to save you."

Baizhu’s face was serious, and he nodded earnestly.

"Thank you, Captain Fengyan, for the reminder; Baizhu will keep it in mind."

After saying that, Baizhu could no longer hold back, pulled Qiqi, and stepped onto the cloud bridge tentatively.

This step down, although soft, was solid.

Baizhu’s heart was settled, he nodded to Fengyan and the others, and walked up step by step.

Fengyan looked at the figures of Baizhu and the two going away with envy, and after a while, the cloud bridge disappeared.

Only then did he sigh.

"After parting today, maybe Mr. Baizhu has already successfully entered the immortal gate next time we meet, immortal and mortal separated..."

The Millelith on the side also sighed with envy.

Now although they practice martial arts, plus the abundant spirit energy here every day, and the supply of fierce beast meat.

At this time, the progress is already very strong; the strongest Fengyan, after practicing yesterday, his blood energy melted instantly, achieving a seventh-level acquired powerhouse.

But...

Cultivation and martial arts are people of two worlds.

Listening to the immortal preaching in Jueyun Karst every day, they naturally know what level of powerhouse the immortal is.

Even their Geo Archon was accepted as a disciple by the master after entering the immortal gate.

Strictly speaking, he is also considered a junior brother of that Sect Master.

"I don't know when we will have the opportunity to cultivate..."

A Millelith sighed sincerely.

Fengyan shook his head.

"Practice martial arts well, do your own things~."

"Martial arts is also a peerless method created by the Emperor himself; we have this opportunity, which is already the envy of others."

"When Shushan opens the mountain gate in the future, maybe we can rely on martial arts to be faster than others."

The Millelith didn't know if they believed it or not, anyway, after nodding, they dispersed and hid to practice.

Without the immortal path, martial arts is also a good system.

At the very least, mortals who were not looked at by Genshin in the past now have the strength to fight against Genshin.

On the other side.

Baizhu and Qiqi have also arrived at the top of Jueyun Karst.

Looking around, they didn't see any immortal traces.

But the cloud bridge just now was real.

Baizhu was a bit confused, thinking his attitude was not good, so he bowed:

"Mortal Baizhu, thanks to the immortal’s pity, has climbed to the top of Jueyun Karst, begging for the immortal’s guidance!"

As the voice fell, Jueyun Karst only had the whistling of the gale for a long time.

Baizhu intended to shout again, and Jiang Yan’s voice slowly emerged.

"I am not an immortal, no need to call me an immortal."

Hearing this, Baizhu hurriedly said:

"For Baizhu, for most people in the world, you are a well-deserved immortal."

Jiang Yan, who was sitting at the entrance of the Nine Nether Secret Realm on Dragon Head Peak, laughed dumbly.

Just now, after he temporarily let his divine sense attach to Ganyu to reduce consumption, he subconsciously patrolled Shushan inside and out.

Suddenly, he found Baizhu and Qiqi outside.

This look made Jiang Yan a bit surprised.

It's not that Baizhu and Qiqi’s talent is how good.

To be honest, Baizhu’s talent is only a middle-grade grass spirit root; although it is a single middle-grade spirit root, it also meets the requirements of Shushan inner disciples.

But having seen so many top-grade geniuses, Jiang Yan’s vision is very high.

What is special is Qiqi and Changsheng.

Qiqi has no spirit root, but her physique seems to be suppressed by a rich dead energy; Jiang Yan can't see what it is.

Qiqi is not a human, but a zombie.

Jiang Yan is clear about Qiqi’s story.

Feeling pity in his heart, plus Qiqi is a special zombie, Jiang Yan always feels that letting Qiqi enter Shushan is also a good choice.

As for Changsheng...

Top-grade water spirit root, top-grade grass spirit root.

Although it is a double spirit root, both are top-grade, which is also worth cultivating.

And Baizhu is proficient in Teyvat medicinal materials; in terms of alchemy, he should be stronger than that half-baked Lishui.

Plus Baizhu is determined to seek immortality; after cultivating, and then knowing about pills, he will probably become the most suitable alchemy master in Shushan.

Simply, Jiang Yan manipulated heaven and earth to pick them up.

"Immortal? If you don't like Baizhu calling you that, Baizhu won't call you that."

Outside, seeing that Jiang Yan hadn't responded for a long time, thinking that his flattery had hit the horse’s leg, Baizhu hurriedly saved it.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan laughed and asked:

"What do you want?"

Hearing this, Baizhu was silent for a moment, his eyes became firm, and he said loudly:

"Don't dare to be an immortal... Sect Master, Baizhu’s lifelong pursuit, besides healing the sick and saving people, is longevity!"

"You are quite frank."

Jiang Yan nodded slightly and said slowly:

"How can you be sure that I have the longevity you want here?"

"Because the Sect Master is Baizhu’s last hope!"

Baizhu responded decisively and said in a deep voice:

"Baizhu has no other choice, can only bet everything on a gamble."

"The Sect Master should be able to see that Baizhu doesn't have many days to live, but Baizhu doesn't want to die."

"Mortals are not afraid of death, Baizhu is a doctor, but he can't avoid fearing death."

"Baizhu wants to live, wants to live longer! For himself, and for Changsheng!"

"Baizhu knows that he has nothing, and cannot provide useful value to the Sect Master."

"But Baizhu is willing to swear to heaven, if he gets the Sect Master’s favor, life after life, he must respect the Sect Master, and never regret it!"

Jiang Yan’s gaze passed through the cave heaven and stared straight at Baizhu.

That mysterious gaze made Baizhu’s soul seem to tremble.

Changsheng even hurriedly escaped from Baizhu’s body and hid timidly in Qiqi’s medicine basket.

Baizhu’s back was soaked with cold sweat.

This gaze had no malice, not even emotion.

But even so, it made him feel a stinging pain from the bottom of his soul; that was a supreme existence observing him.

Baizhu was a bit unsteady, but he still stubbornly held his spine.

This is his only chance, he cannot stop at the place closest to the realization of his dream.