The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

These six Maoshan priests had reached the end of their lives. Even Yang Qiu could tell at a glance that they could survive for a few more years by relying on their powerful mental strength. More than half of their physical functions had been lost. If it wasn't for the talisman, they might have died a few years ago.    

    

Yang Qiu did not know much about the Dao of Runes, but he knew that there were many ways to extend one's life. However, these methods could be regarded as unorthodox and even tragic.    

    

For example, selecting young and robust youths with vigorous blood essence, extracting their vitality, or looking for 18-year-old virgins, harvesting Yin to replenish Yang, and so on. These were all evil methods.    

    

The mental strength of these six Daoists was powerful, and Maoshan Art was also a branch of the Dao of Runes. At their level, their strength was comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. If they wanted to rely on those methods to extend their lives, it wouldn't be a problem at all.    

    

However, they didn't do that.    

    

Therefore, Yang Qiu was willing to help them accomplish something.    

    

These priests understood the meaning of cultivation better than Hu Qidong. Just from the fact that Yang Qiu easily broke the talismans set up by the six of them, they knew that Yang Qiu absolutely had unimaginable strength.    

    

When Yang Qiu took out the Innate Pill and the Foundation Establishment Pill, these six old Daoists immediately understood that he had encountered a true living Divine Immortal.    

    

This was equivalent to the grace of rebirth.    

    

Just by relying on these two pills, these few old Daoists even had the heart to die for Yang Qiu.    

    

They had painstakingly cultivated for their entire lives. Not to mention cultivating, they couldn't even touch the threshold of cultivation. They clearly knew that not far away was that mysterious door. Yet, they could only watch the mountain and run to their deaths. No matter what, they couldn't.    

    

"Exalted Immortal, please fulfill my wish. The six of us, Junior Daoist Brothers, can only sacrifice our lives to repay my kindness. "    

    

Yang Qiu smiled gently at the six old Daoists. He waved his right arm slowly, and the pill went straight into the mouths of the six old Daoists.    

    

These could be considered half-baked cultivators. Therefore, unlike the time when he fed Du Qingyu, he didn't need the assistance of the Spiritual Power. The six old Daoists naturally knew what to do. Immediately, they sat cross-legged on the ground and began to concentrate their mind energy to digest the pill.    

    

The miraculous scene stunned Hu Qidong and Hu Hanqing.    

    

The six old Daoists, who were originally senile, slowly returned to their youth. Their snow-white hair began to turn black, and the wrinkles on their wrinkled faces also slowly disappeared. Half an hour later, the six old Daoists had surprisingly returned to their peak state when they were middle-aged.    

    

Old Man Hu Qidong stared at the six Taoists. He held the armrest of the chair with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed. His forehead was covered in cold sweat.    

    

It was too magical.    

    

Hu Hanqing's body was so stiff that he did not know what to say.    

    

The six middle-aged priests looked at each other, then once again kneeled down and kowtowed to Yang Qiu.    

    

They had been practicing fasting for so many years. Although their bodies were old, they were very clean, so there was no black dirt on the surface of their bodies. Instead, there was a faint fragrance that refreshed the mind.    

    

Yang Qiu was also secretly surprised. He used his divine sense to check the six Taoist priests and was instantly stunned.    

    

Oh my god. He accidentally found a treasure.    

    

These six old Taoists were shockingly able to condense a Golden Core in their dantian, relying on their lifetime of painstaking cultivation.    

    

However, they did not know about it yet.    

    

Without any cultivation resources or techniques, they had only managed to form a golden core with the help of the body of a child. How talented were the six Taoists?    

    

If they had met a master teacher when they were young, if they were in Cultivation Realm, they would have been crazily robbed and forced to kowtow and acknowledge him as their master.    

    

Yang Qiu instantly burst into laughter. His laughter was so loud that it caused Hu Qidong, his son, and the six priests to be surprised.    

    

He slowly stood up and walked to the six middle-aged priests with a smile. He said lightly:    

    

"The path of cultivation has its sequence. The path of cultivation does not depend on age. Are you willing to worship me and become a true free man?"    

    

The six priests looked at each other, and at the same time, their bodies trembled as they kowtowed to Yang Qiu.    

    

"Master, please accept this disciple's bow. Master, please bestow me with your name!"    

    

Yang Qiu forcefully suppressed the excitement in his heart. With a wave of his hand, six supreme-grade defensive magic tools, six flying swords, and six Storage Rings slowly flew to the front of the six priests.    

    

"Drop your blood to acknowledge your master. There are cultivation pills and cultivation techniques in the ring. You are the first batch of disciples that I have taken in. According to your age, you are still the same mother. This is truly miraculous. "    

    

Yang Qiu narrowed his eyes and smiled happily.    

    

"As for the name, it's not a big deal. I don't care about these things. You guys should use your original dao names. What's your dao names again? "    

    

The Daoist who first spoke immediately said:    

    

"Replying to Master, we six humans and one milk baby. We follow the mother's surname, disciple's dao name is Ma Zhenyi, and the six disciples are ranked in succession. True Two, True Three, True Six. "    

    

Yang Qiu burst into laughter. It was obvious that when Ma Zhenyi's previous master named him, he didn't know that the word True Two was a curse.    

    

Forget it. If it was true 'true', then so be it.    

    

"All of you, drip your blood and acknowledge your master. I'll teach you all. "    

    

Under Yang Qiu's guidance, Ma Zhenyi poked his finger. After dripping his blood on the spiritual weapon and the ring, the flying sword magically became smaller and lighter. Then, it slowly merged into his body. The defensive magic robe covered his body and disappeared. As for the storage ring, when his spiritual energy probed inside, Ma Zhenyi felt a surge of hot blood rush from his heart to his head. His face turned red.    

    

He once again kneeled down on the ground and cried in excitement.    

    

"Master. . . We are brothers. . . !"    

    

Yang Qiu quickly helped Ma Zhenyi up, and then the five priests also dripped their blood to recognize him as their master. Each of them turned into statues, and their mouths could not close.    

    

Their fanaticism and loyalty towards Yang Qiu had instantly risen to an unparalleled level.    

    

"This is it, this is it. We brothers have been pursuing the Great Dao for our entire lives. Today. . . "    

    

Ma Zhenyi and the other three men cried at the same time, unable to control themselves.    

    

Yang Qiu chased the six men out of the room, whose faces had turned red and had completely fallen into a fanatical state. Yang Qiu then turned to look at Hu Qidong and his son. He saw Hu Qidong and his son looking at him with shocked eyes. He smiled embarrassedly.    

    

"Elder Hu, are they the people you invited? I will give you enough compensation!"    

    

Hu Qidong was an experienced man after all. While Hu Hanqing was still in shock, he suppressed the shock in his heart and said to Yang Qiu with a smile.    

    

"Yang Qiu, these six people have sold themselves to the Hu family fifty years ago. They are the last reliance of the Hu family. How are you going to compensate this old man?"    

    

Hu Hanqing quivered. He quickly regained his senses and bowed to Old Man Hu Qidong.    

    

"Father, I'll go and prepare some tea. Young master Yang, please take a seat. "    

    

Of course, Hu Hanqing knew that he had no right to participate in this kind of bargaining.    

    

When he closed the door, his mind was still in a mess.    

    

Putting everything else aside, it would be great if he could obtain the miraculous pill of a Return to Old Child from Yang Qiu!