Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 421 Harvest
At this moment, Fang Qingyuan felt that he was holding a sun, and the huge power contained in it was far beyond the control of the golden elixir level.

The wind-breathing earth-returning beast in the distance suddenly burst into death. He never expected in his dreams that Fang Qingyuan, a golden elixir monk, could actually create such a level of skill. At this moment, the wind-breathing earth-returning beast could not help but doubt life. We Between the two, who is in the Nascent Soul stage?

No matter what the wind-breathing earth beast thought, Fang Qingyuan was already prepared. A huge amount of mana condensed at both ends of the bowstring in his hand. Under the strong light, the void around Fang Qingyuan was distorted, and a The illusory light arrow was born out of thin air.

"You evil beast, look directly at me!"

Fang Qingyuan shouted angrily. As Taihao urged Cheng Gong to accumulate more and more power, he felt that he could no longer control it.

Strong power must be matched by a strong soul. The result of a three-year-old child dancing with a sledgehammer can only be hurting himself before hurting others.

But Fang Qingyuan's angry shout was obviously too late. The moment Fang Qingyuan had just finished accumulating power, the wind-breathed earth beast trembled with fright. Regardless of the entanglement of the four constellations' true spirits, it faced the black soil on the ground. Mengzi plunged in.

The sticky black soil is like a black tide to the wind-breathing earth beast. In the blink of an eye, the wind-breathing earth beast has penetrated several miles underground.

Just responding like this is just a little more trouble for Fang Qingyuan.

So, Fang Qingyuan let go of his hand in the next breath.

Fang Qingyuan went deep into the wilderness for half a year. Although he had made an explanation with the sect beforehand and left some reserves, most of the output of Qingyuan Sect currently depends on the Immortal Mansion. If Fang Qingyuan is absent for a long time, the resources in the Immortal Mansion cannot be taken out. If If this situation lasts for a long time, Qingyuan Sect's current finances will most likely collapse.

Suddenly the void trembled, a glimmering light flashed from Fang Qingyuan's hand, and then a bottomless dark pit appeared in the black soil ahead.

Giving him an arrow to make his memory long is like seeing a vicious dog barking at you. When you are not absolutely sure of killing the other person, you choose to give it a stick on the head and let it tuck its tail between your legs until the next time you meet. , he will cower and dare not step forward.

Fang Qingyuan naturally took the Eight Scenery Hongchen Palace Lantern from Qiqi's hand, and said freely:

The sound of thunder also vaguely contained the painful screams of the wind-breathing earth beasts. Even though he had penetrated ten miles deep into the black soil, he could not completely avoid Fang Qingyuan's blow.

Thinking of his own sect's affairs, Fang Qingyuan couldn't help but feel irritated. He wanted to let go, but in the end he found that Qingyuan Sect would be nothing if it left his support.

Reluctantly, he took Taihao's urging bow into the Immortal Mansion. Fang Qingyuan dispersed the four true spirit forms and returned to Qiqi and Jinbao's three beasts.

As for killing it with one blow, forcibly killing this beast here is really difficult for Fang Qingyuan now.

Qi Qi no longer wanted to say anything about Fang Qingyuan's remarks. This is the Nascent Soul Ancient Beast. You were repelled by you so lightly, and you looked like it was a pity that you couldn't keep him. Do you want to take a look at your own cultivation? , only the fifth level of the golden elixir.

Listening to the screams of the Fengxigui Earth Beast, Fang Qingyuan let out a breath of depression. Only then did he realize that his hands were trembling slightly.

The edge of the pit was exuding lingering smoke, and the edge showed a smooth surface like glass. It was only then that a gloomy sound of thunder came from deep underground.

Jin Bao still had the same cute expression. It seemed that in his eyes, whatever Fang Qingyuan did was nothing worth making a fuss about. His master was the most powerful. Isn't this a natural thing? Nothing to be surprised about.

Although he didn't know why Fengxigui Earth Beast was injured, Fang Qingyuan was convinced that if he had the chance to see this guy again next time, he would definitely shy away from him.

The blood knife just now made Qi Qi feel special to Fang Qingyuan, and now Fang Qingyuan feels even more strange to Qi Qi.

Without the help of the Immortal Palace in the end, Fang Qingyuan felt that he could not even draw the bow. Even if the Immortal Palace provided sufficient mana, Fang Qingyuan temporarily lost the ability to draw another bow after this blow.

"Okay, without further ado, let's go back and recover as soon as possible. It's been half a year since we came out, and we don't know how the sect's situation is."

The blow that was far beyond the Golden Core level just now was still a bit difficult for the current Fang Qingyuan to control. Although his soul was powerful, the Taihao Urging City Bow was standard equipment for Yuanying monks. With the fifth level of Golden Core, Cultivation, driving it, will inevitably be difficult.

Even with the Immortal Mansion as a trump card, Fang Qingyuan did not want to consume a large amount of the hard-won vitality in the Immortal Mansion on this beast.

It would be terrifying for an ancient beast at the Nascent Soul level to really go crazy and fight for its life. Fang Qingyuan would not foolishly choose to do something that even Xue Dao tried his best to avoid.

"But I've calculated that I have a lot of suffocation. If you dare to betray us, you have to understand the price. It's just a pity that this wind-breathing earth beast has rough skin and thick flesh. The blow just now can't kill him."

It's just an ordinary sect. Even if it has some unique skills and can cultivate insect beasts, it really doesn't matter in a place like Baishan where there are many capable people.

Being able to barely support the whole sect was enough, and how could it not be as prosperous as it is now? Therefore, Fang Qingyuan was quite troubled about the current situation of Qingyuan Sect.

After changing his mind and confirming that there was nothing left here, Fang Qingyuan quickly flew towards Xiong Feng's territory with Qiqi, Jinbao, and the three spiritual beasts. In a place at the junction of wild wilderness and black soil, Xiong Feng's huge body was sleeping soundly in a newly opened underground cave.

Suddenly, his ears, which were small compared to his size, stood up, and then fluttered a few times, and Xiong Feng woke up from his sleep.

Opening the cave above with a palm, Xiong Feng came to the junction. In his eyes, the figures of Fang Qingyuan and three spiritual beasts in the distance were approaching quickly.

"Brother Xiong, long time no see, please wait here, haha."

Fang Qingyuan came to Xiong Feng with a lantern and greeted him warmly.

Xiong Feng's eyes flashed on the Eight Views Palace Lantern in Fang Qingyuan's hand. Qiqi and Mi Chong automatically came behind him. At this time, Xiong Feng spoke:

"I heard that your kid has made a fortune. Black Earth and his colleagues have made a lot of money. You see, we have also put in a lot of effort. Why don't we do the math now?"

Fang Qingyuan's smile froze, and Qiqi, who was behind Xiong Feng, lowered her head in shame. As a golden elixir spirit beast, she had been with Xiong Feng for so many years, so she naturally had the means to covertly communicate with him.

But Qiqi didn't expect that Xiong Feng would be so straightforward and unsentimental, and would share the benefits easily. Well, maybe it wasn't that Xiong Feng was too straightforward, but Qiqi's thinking mode. During the period of following Fang Qingyuan, she no longer knew Unconsciously, it moved closer to the trend of human thought.

"Calculate, you have to do it. Brothers must settle accounts. Brother Xiong, look, this is not the place. Why don't we just go to your cave?"

A smile appeared on Xiong Feng's big face. At this time, he hugged Fang Qingyuan and patted Jinbao to show his affectionate attitude.

"Is the one in your hand okay? Do you need me to look after it for you?"

Fang Qingyuan shook his head. The Eight Views Palace Lantern was currently connected to his mind. He didn't want to just hand it over to Xiong Feng. It was good that the two families were allies, but allies had to pass the test of time before they could be recognized. The Qingyuan Sect and Xiong Feng's line, What is most lacking is this kind of test.

"Don't bother me, Brother Xiong. This ghost cultivator is very sensible."

"That's good, this time you must stay with me for a few more days."

So, Fang Qingyuan and Xiong Feng returned to the cave where Fang Qingyuan had gone through the tribulation before. Looking at the vaguely familiar scenery, Fang Qingyuan was not sighing, but Xiong Feng was sighing.

"The place where I have lived for hundreds of years is about to be given to others. I feel very depressed."

Listening to Xiong Feng's sigh, Fang Qingyuan had no choice but to remain silent. The situation was no one's control. The beast-controlling sect was interested in the land. If Xiong Feng could regain a relatively free body, this ending would be great.

"So, next, for the sake of me being so pitiful, you should give me more."

Suddenly, the sympathy in Fang Qingyuan's heart disappeared. He looked at Xiong Feng speechlessly. How could this guy still be as depressed as he was just now? His feelings are waiting for me here.

Next it’s time to take stock of the harvest and divide the spoils.

This started when Fang Qingyuan entered the Black Soil Abyss. In the first room, the incense burner, futon, and residual incense were obviously the magic tools used by human monks. Xiong Feng was not interested.

What interests him the most is the various corpses that Fang Qingyuan retrieved from the abyss of black earth through the formation formation.

This is a collection accumulated over thousands of years in the Black Earth Abyss. Thanks to the special environment of the Black Earth Abyss and the spiritual power contained in the monster bones, even the bones from thousands of years ago are quite well preserved.

Among the bones that Fang Qingyuan uncovered, the lowest quality ones were left behind by the Golden Core Demonic Beast, while the tallest ones were from an ancient elephant at the Nascent Soul level, with a body so big that it was more than ten feet tall.

What Xiong Feng valued most was the corpse of this ancient Nascent Soul elephant.

"There are a total of eight Jindan demon beast corpses. Based on the completeness of their preservation, their cultivation level, species, and their value, I have also made a preliminary classification. Brother Xiong, you choose first."

Fang Qingyuan took out the bones of these golden elixir monsters and laid them out in a large area, but Xiong Feng didn't even look at the bones of these golden elixir level monsters. At his current level of cultivation, the golden elixir monsters could no longer let them get any better. One step closer.

"I don't want anything else, including the vine. I just want the bones of the ancient elephant. Let's do it. I don't want those two giant elephant tusks. How about you give me more elephant bones? After all, I still have so many little ones. If you want to advance, the bones of Nascent Soul-level ancient beasts will be a great supplement."

(End of this chapter)