Natural Fairy Species Chapter 258

  Chapter 258 Counting the harvest

   "Who is Taoist? Wan Tong died in the Burial Valley, Liang Guoxiu Immortal World still has such a strong sword cultivator..."

  The miserable green boy frowned, causing the floating dove on his shoulder to jump into his palm.

   "I've seen the remaining two alchemy cultivators at the Sword Gate of Concealing the Sun, and they are not good enough. Could it be that they are sword cultivators from other countries?"

   "Senior Brother Feng, you guessed wrong, it is Bai Zichen from Qingfeng Sect!"

   Master Heifeng smiled and pushed the file forward.

  He felt a little refreshed when he saw his arrogant senior brother deflated and showing a surprised expression.

  This young man is the most outstanding monk of Wanshoumen since Fang Tiansheng, and he was also invited by the Holy Lotus Sect to join Feng Moyun in the Liansheng Secret Realm.

   In terms of cultivation aptitude, Feng Moyun may not be as good as Fang Tiansheng, but in terms of beast control talent, he can be called the number one since the founding of the Wanshoumen.

   With the mid-term cultivation of alchemy, he became a fourth-rank low-grade beast master, which is second to none in the entire Northern Territory.

  When cultivating Immortals and Baiyi was at a low level, there were indeed many monks who were able to use their talents to make the realm of Baiyi surpass their own cultivation level by a large level.

   But this kind of situation becomes rarer as you go to the back.

  Just like in the world of cultivating immortals, I have heard a few examples of those who achieved the fourth-level alchemist in the realm of alchemy, but it is unheard of for Yuanying Zhenjun to become a fifth-level alchemist.

   "Bai Zichen...is he already in the realm of alchemy?"

   Keeping eyes closed and not speaking, Fang Tiansheng asked like a sleeping Fang Tiansheng, his voice was like thunder, without any weakness.

  Normally, the name of a foundation-builder cultivator would not be heard in his ears. He only had an impression of this son because he was brought by Master Ge Cang to participate in the Burial Valley.

   "Yes, news about him is spreading all over the place, and everyone says that this person is the number one sword cultivator in Liang Guoxiu's immortal world..."

  Real Heifeng said with emotion, quite a sense of vicissitudes.

  This person visited him as a junior along with Master Yang of the Qingfengmen sect decades ago.

   In just a short time, he has already become a real person of Dandan who can sit on an equal footing with himself.

  Even in the eyes of everyone, Bai Zichen's future prospects must be far superior to that of the true black wind.

   "I didn't expect Liang Guoxiu to have such a character again. First there was Ge Cang and then Bai Zichen. The rise of Qingfengmen seems to be unstoppable..."

  Feng Moyun read the file and handed it to Fang Tiansheng.

   "Senior brother, I'm going to go to the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness to seek an opportunity to break through... I'm already one step behind Ge Cang, and if I slow down, I'm really going to be left behind by him, and even a junior from the Qingfeng Sect will catch up."

   "Your Fuguangjiu has been promoted to the third-level peak spirit beast, and the completion of alchemy can be achieved step by step for you... Could it be that you can't bear it for a hundred years, and you still want to go to the sea of ​​suffering?"

  Fang Tiansheng had no expression on his face. He knew that his younger brother was arrogant, and because of his similar age, he always used Ge Cang as a comparison object.

  After returning from the Liansheng secret realm, she has gained something again. With her talent against the sky in the field of beast control, Fuguangjiu was successfully promoted to a third-order peak spirit beast.

  Based on the particularity of the Mantra of Yuling, when the state of the natal spirit beast is higher than that of the master, it can repay the cultivation base.

  From the middle stage of alchemy to the complete alchemy, Feng Moyun will practice very smoothly, and he will hardly feel the bottleneck.

  In a hundred years, the threshold of the initial stage of the alchemy formation of ordinary alchemy masters may not have been crossed yet.

"In a hundred years, it's just to improve the realm, and then I have to perfect the alchemy and understand the true meaning of the Dao... My Fuguangjiu is not as good as my senior brother's gold-swallowing ground dragon beast. The blood of the dragon clan has a long lifespan, and it may not be enough time to hit the Nascent Soul. "

  Feng Moyun's ambition, of course, is not limited to consummation of alchemy, it must be aimed at Yuanying.

   Unlike Fang Tiansheng, who can live for seven or eight hundred years because of his natal spirit beast, Fuguangjiu, a bird spirit beast, has a lifespan similar to that of a human monk, and suffers a big loss in this regard.

   "Since that's the case, I won't stop you... The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, so be careful. I hope you will be in the realm of alchemy when you return."

  Fang Tiansheng sighed and submerged himself in the pool water again.

  Feng Moyun saluted first, turned and left, with the corners of his clothes fluttering.

   "Heifeng, can Zengguang Xiancheng reply?"

  Realist Heifeng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The letter from Immortal City Duyu has just arrived... saying that one of their three requirements cannot be missing, and if they can meet it, a fourth-order elixir will be delivered soon."

   "Senior brother, your injury is the most important thing. Even if the Du family asks too much, it's okay to agree first... As long as your injury recovers, everything else is trivial."

   "I understand, you go down first, you have to think about it..."

Fang Tiansheng showed a trace of fatigue, and murmured after a long time: "The promise is simple, I'm afraid there will be no place for my Wanshoumen in the world...For me, let the sect take such risks, if things fail , what face does Fang Tiansheng have to meet the Patriarchs of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect."

   Qishan Peak.

  Three-thousand-foot peak, the wind howls, and the snow is as heavy as a goose feather.

  A Jiexiantai built in the style of Feishengtai, with glazed tiles and cold jade walls.

  The outside world is a desperate place for life, and the seasons in Xiantai are like spring, with countless exotic flowers and plants.

  It is the denseness of the heaven and the earth, and the pureness of all things.

  Jiulian Zhenjun took a piece of jade slips that flew down the mountain, passed through a person who was able to form alchemy, and was finally sent to Jiexiantai by the head of the Holy Lotus Sect, all of which are truly worthy of attention.

  In the eyes of outsiders, he is the aloof Yuanying Zhenjun, who can decide the death of countless people with one word.

  In fact, only he himself knows that the Dao has long been hopeless, and he is just waiting to die in one place.

  But he didn't even have the courage to throw away all the dangers like a few fellow Taoists. Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, at least he died on the road of pursuing the Dao.

   Instead of being like him, waiting for life to die, to become a dry bone in the grave.

  Without him, there are too many burdens on him.

  The Holy Lotus Sect, which has lost the Nine Lotus True Lord, how can it support this huge foundation, and how can it continue to be the heaven of the entire Liang Guoxiu world.

   "Peerless Sword Cultivator, Tier 4 Flying Sword... Another amazing little guy, but it's a pity that he came a bit late, it's too late!"

  Nine Lotus Zhenjun sighed, threw the jade slips away, and poured a pot of spiritual wine into his throat: "Since ancient times, the will of heaven is high and difficult to ask, and the old Yi is sad and difficult to express..."

  In Qingniu Valley, it is already in full swing.

  The casual cultivators and the family monks have left together, waiting for the dividends and rewards of the land reclamation war.

   Most of the Qingfeng sect's disciples remained, and the manpower and material resources needed for a newly controlled third-order spiritual vein were a bottomless pit.

  According to the discussion between Wei Dao and Bai Zichen, after confirming that he had no intention of placing the cave in Qingniu Valley, he decided not to arrange a third-tier formation here.

  There are not many Tier 3 large formations left in the secret hall of the sect, and the high-grade spirit stones required for each activation of the formations are not small, which is not a small burden for Qingfengmen.

  Since there will be no real person of Danjie waiting here for a long time, the necessity of setting up a Tier 3 formation will be greatly reduced.

   There is no second Zhou Suqing to be found in the sect, who can master the third-order large formation with the foundation building state, and fully exert the power of the formation.

  Bai Zichen took the initiative to invite Ying to sit in Qingniu Valley for a period of time, guarding against monsters that might wander around and appear coveting the spiritual veins.

  While Wei Dao brought a group of foundation elders back to the mountain gate first, after all, the sect can't be empty for a long time.

   "You can figure out the specific arrangement, don't ask me."

  Bai Zichen glanced at Gu Xisheng's Qingniu Valley development plan, threw it back, and said that he would not interfere.

   It's just the old-fashioned method of setting up a formation first, counting the spiritual lands, and at the same time circle the spiritual fields that can be cultivated.

   Let the disciples search the entire Qingniu Valley like a carpet to see if there are any treasures missing.

He went straight to the cave where the Kui Niu Demon King lived, which had been cleared immediately. Hundreds of luminous pearls and glare pearls had already been inlaid. Not so difficult to get off.

  Find a piece of bluestone and sit down. The Kui Niu Demon King was killed by Wei Dao, and the spoils will naturally belong to him.

  However, Bai Zichen beheaded He Taoist and reaped his wealth, which must be far more than a third-order monster.

   "This mourning stick is a high-grade magic weapon, but it's a pity that it was cut into two pieces by the Yuexuan sword, so it's worthless..."

  The mourning stick weighs several hundred catties, and a lot of precious minerals were added when it was supposed to be refined.

  But they are all integrated into the magic weapon. Unless the mineral materials are decomposed again, they can only be sold as waste.

  Bai Zichen planned to melt it later, and use the decomposed ore materials to refine flying swords for himself.

  He Taoist is worthy of being a demon cultivator for many years. The two storage bags are both high-grade ranks. It took a long time to untie the imprint of spiritual consciousness.

   "It's all high-grade spirit stones, a total of seventy-five yuan, really rich and powerful..."

   According to a rough estimate, there are already close to two million low-grade spirit stones here.

  The many Lingshi veins in the Ghost Spirit Gate site are famous.

  At present, there are still more than five spirit stone veins being mined at the same time, providing the ghost spirit gate with a large amount of spirit stone resources.

   Medium-sized spirit stone veins have a high chance of high-grade spirit stones appearing at the core.

  As the ancestor of the alchemy of the Ghost Spirit Sect, it is normal for He Taoren to carry so many high-grade spirit stones on his body.

  Besides that, there are a lot of miscellaneous things, as well as all kinds of magic materials that Bai Zichen doesn't need, including two magic weapon embryos that haven't been refined yet.

  In the second storage bag, there are five magic weapons, three top-grade ones, and two middle-grade ones.

  It's a pity that all the magic flames are lingering and ghostly, and none of them are useful to him.

   "This Taoist He is cautious. He didn't bring any of the secrets about the ghost gate with him when he went out. Those are all blank jade slips."

  Bai Zichen also wanted to find some inside information about the Ghost Spirit Gate from He Daoren's relics, but it seemed that his wish was in vain.

   When the contents of the storage bag were almost checked, a trace of mysterious gas was found in a jade bottle.

  With a treacherous aura, it is different from the normal devilish and ghostly aura.

   "I don't know what it's useful for, so let's put it aside for now... It's better to have a noble ghost door tongue, who can ask the secrets of the door, so that you can roughly know the functions of many items in the storage bag."

  He picked out several familiar sword refining materials and put them in a special place.

  Since he obtained the Supreme Qingwei Sword Box, he has come a long way from his goal of controlling twelve flying swords at the same time, and Bai Zichen began to pay attention to collecting flying swords again.

   It is not easy to get together twelve third-tier flying swords.

  Just look at the Hierarchy Sword Gate which has been passed down for thousands of years, and the third-order flying swords you have so far have all reached double digits, and you can feel one or two.

   He will not let go of anything related to Tier 3 flying swords easily.

  (end of this chapter)

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