Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 326
All the monsters carried the jade chariot on their shoulders and walked over the endless mountains.

Cao Wei poked his head out of the chariot drunkenly, looking down at the ice peaks of the snow-capped mountains. The white snow stretches from the top of the mountain to the mountainside.

And at the foot of the mountain that cannot be covered by ice and snow, gray-black rocks are exposed.

Under the blue sky, white clouds pass by, and this place is clearly divided into three colors: blue, white, and black.

If it is said that Jinghu Lake on Xuezhu Peak of Zongmen reveals a kind of gracefulness, then the color of Daxue Mountain is simple, if it is added with the sound of thunderous drums floating in the mountains, and the roar of overwhelming avalanches The sound has a rough beauty that is biased toward primitiveness.

When the jade chariot flew over a snow peak more than a thousand feet high.

A leader Peng Yao with a big shoulder and a thick waist and painted on his body said loudly: "King Yunfeng Ling, Yuling Peak has arrived!"

Hearing this, Cao Wei turned out of the chariot, spread his wings in mid-air, and glide instinctively.

As soon as he landed in front of the stone hall on the top of the mountain, more than a dozen Kunxiu, who only had busts on their upper bodies, lined up to welcome him.

Of course, there are still some monks from the fox clan, cat clan, human race and other ethnic groups in the foundation building period, but there are not many.

Except for these monks from the Peng tribe with heads and bodies, the monks from other races were all slaves purchased by King Yun Hengling from various places.

Countries in the southern wilderness often fought wars, and many captured foundation-building monks, if they couldn't afford the ransom property, their status would be reduced from first-class citizens to the lowest-level slaves.

As for the slaves who were born into nobles, there were very few slaves. After all, the elders behind these foundations were either Jindan or Nascent Soul monks.

Unless it happened that their elders also fell, even if they were captured, they would enjoy certain preferential treatment and would not be too harsh.

Seeing beauties of various races, Cao Wei transformed into a human form, and then hugged left and right unceremoniously.

Hugged by the front and back, he strode into the stone palace.

Soon, some indescribable sounds came from inside.

And in the midst of the panting, there are cries of various tribes, such as the chirping sound, it is the monk of the fox tribe, and the one with a long meow at the end is the monk of the cat tribe, and the cry of the Peng tribe. song.

Of course, there are also high-pitched calls from the human race.

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And in a majestic snow-capped mountain at the very center of the mountain range, King Yunhengling in human form was sitting in a sedan chair. Although his body smelled strongly of alcohol, his eyes were still clear.

At this time, a Yunpeng swooped down in the sky, and its body that was originally a few feet long became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into less than half a foot, not much bigger than an ordinary sparrow.

And that Yunheng Lingwang just stretched out his hand out of the car window, and that Yunpeng retracted his wings and landed on his arm.

The daughter of the demon king, Yunji, who is also the young master in the Daxue Mountain here, asked, "Father, what is the origin of this Yunfeng Lingwang?"

"Maybe it's a casual cultivator overseas. As a father, I haven't found out anything about it. None of these Jindan monks who travel overseas alone are as simple as they seem on the surface. But it's okay!" King Yun Hengling was not in a hurry Said without delay.

Having said this, it turned over and took out a brocade box, opened the lid, crawled out an inch-long snow silkworm, and sprayed a few strands of silk into the sedan.

I saw the silk thread vibrating slightly, and there was a heavy panting sound, and there was a vague moaning sound.

"Young brother Yunfeng is quite interested!" King Yunhengling said lightly.

However, as soon as the words fell, Cao Wei's teasing voice came from it: "Mother Xuecan, I said that my brother still has such a hobby of eavesdropping? Isn't it impossible for my brother, or why don't we come together, brothers Are you two having fun together? Phew..."

Between the words, there seemed to be more and more rapid impact sounds, and there was an extremely free breathing sound.

"Brother, don't blame me! This is what my elder brother planted when the monks from the Xuangui tribe of Xianyizhishui visited last time. I forgot to take it away for a while. You can handle it yourself!" King Yunhengling said slowly.

"Okay. My brother's hospitality is really good. At least when I was overseas, I lived and slept in the open air. It's rare to encounter such a happy and good thing. It's just that these foundation-building cultivators who have been transformed by the incantation technique are weaker. I'm sorry little brother, if you accidentally break it, I'm sorry." Cao Wei laughed loudly.

"Young brother regards this place as his own home, don't be polite! It's just slaves, there are plenty of them! Alright, then I won't bother my younger brother, Yaxing." Yun Heng said with a smile.

After saying that, it took the lead to put the snow silkworm into the box.

On the other side, Cao Wei flicked his fingers casually, and a few points of fire fell on the snow silkworms as thick as little fingers, burning them to ashes. Then he squeezed the soft white fur fox ears that he couldn't put it down, and lowered One click.

He raised his head, closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "It's really hot!"

And King Yunhengling, who was in the sedan chair, looked at the weakened female silkworm, chuckled, and took out a snow pill condensed with ice spirit energy and fed it.

"Father, this Yunfeng Lingwang is not polite at all!" Yunji said slowly.

Hearing this, King Yunhengling glanced lightly, and said:
"You're welcome. At least there's no malice. As for the foundation-building monks, let them do as they please. What my father cares most about now is the Snow Spirit Fruit. The 36 Spirit Fruits this Snow Spirit Tree has produced over hundreds of years , only 33 can be matured, and three of them must be taken out as tribute to the ancestor of Yu Jishan Xiu She, while the remaining half must be sent back to the clan, and in the end, only the remaining ones are in our hands. Just fifteen."

"The family wants so much?" Yun Ji asked in a deep voice.

"If you don't give it, you can't do it. Otherwise, you can't keep this snow spirit tree just because you are a father. Naturally, you need to give the spirit fruit. When the time comes, see if you can ask the ancestors of the clan to refine a piece of it. Tianhuo Xuelingye will help you form alchemy. But if you do this, you may have to pay an extra ten snowling fruit." Yun Heng said slowly.

The most precious element of the Heavenly Huoxue Spiritual Liquid is the Sun Essence, followed by the Snow Spirit Fruit that has absorbed the profound yin energy of Moonlight.

In addition to these two main medicines, as for other supplementary medicines, priming medicines and other elixir, although they can be considered as elixir that needs to be used for hundreds of thousands of years, they can be called expensive.

However, one of its spirit kings who has occupied one side for hundreds of years has a lot of wealth, so this thing can still be obtained.

And the reason why you have to pay ten more Snow Spirit Fruits is because five of them are to be exchanged for the corresponding number of Great Sun Essences, and with the remaining five Snow Spirit Fruits, you can make up five copies of Skyfire Snow The medicinal material of spiritual liquid.

After all, alchemy masters and monks go out to refine this kind of relatively rare spiritual liquid. In Nanhuang, it is usually five parts of medicinal materials in exchange for one part of elixir.

This price is much higher than Xihuang.

If it weren't for Nanhuang's full autonomy, the human monks of Xihuang would be able to plunder all kinds of basic cultivation materials such as elixir and ore by means of pills.

Then the Yunheng Lingwang continued to speak slowly: "Daughter, now we only have five spiritual fruits left in our hands, how many Jindan monks do you think should be invited to the banquet?"

"Naturally, the more the better, especially the Golden Core cultivators whose younger generations are about to form alchemy. Although there are snow spirit trees in other spiritual countries, the snow spirit fruits produced are basically kept for personal use, and few are passed on. Gui, as long as father invites, most of the golden core monks will come." Yun Ji said without hesitation.

"It's natural. If those old guys who are about to die of old age, like Wei's father, will definitely pay a high price to fight for it, it's good to get one." Yunhengling King sighed.

"Let father worry about it." Yun Ji said slowly.

Between the words, it walked along King Yunhengling's arm and onto the opponent's shoulder.

"Over the years, your eldest brother, second brother, third sister, and fourth sister have all failed one after another and fell under the alchemy. Now you are the only one left. You must be able to form alchemy to be able to defend this snow mountain. If you don't Dare to cross the catastrophe, or you can go back to the clan to seek refuge." King Yunhengling said slowly.

"Then wait until there is no possibility of forming alchemy, then go to the stage of transformation, and receive the attunement technique?" Yun Ji asked rhetorically.

"That's not the case." King Yun Hengling shook his head.

After all, forcibly transforming into form after enlightenment damages the future potential of monks and almost cuts off the possibility of cultivation.

Therefore, among the various big clans, usually only those monks who are over a hundred years old but whose cultivation is still in the early stage of foundation establishment will be forcibly transformed.

But for these monks, they have another choice, which is to leave the group and seek opportunities in the outside world.

"Father, I heard that Yunyu, who has been enemies with you for more than two hundred years and was forced to flee overseas by you, has returned a few years ago. That daughter will die without a place to bury her. Only Jie Dan, otherwise those old fellows in the clan would not care about the life and death of a foundation cultivator." Yun Ji said in a deep voice.

"I thought you didn't know about this!" Yun Heng sighed.

"It's a big deal to have a Nascent Soul cultivator in the family! My daughter also has a few friends, and now they have been warned by the elders in the family, and they have no contact with each other. But there is a special message to tell the reason!" Yunji said slowly.

"Then what do you think of Yunfeng?" Yun Heng asked.

"Father, you say that it is a Golden Core cultivator, can he have a crush on his daughter?" Yun Ji was not shy, but asked bluntly.

"Why can't it? It's a casual cultivator who returned from overseas. Why did he come here now? Could it be a coincidence? Can't you see what it is up to? Don't underestimate anyone who is a casual cultivator. Golden core monks, don’t look at their emotions outside, these are just for the outside world to see. These guys have been overseas alone for hundreds of years. If they can’t control their emotions, the loneliness they endure is terrible. It will torture them to the point of madness." Yun Heng said with a sneer.

"My daughter has never experienced it, but I can imagine it." Yun Ji nodded and said.

Hearing this, Yun Heng nodded slightly:

"In that kind of environment where almost all opponents are cultivated, the Golden Core cultivators produced may have different temperaments, but most of them have one thing in common, that is, tenacity. Since Brother Yunfeng can In the midst of sexual temptation, he can still maintain his vigilance, and found that the snow silkworm whose breath is almost the same as that of ice and snow, shows that the other party is as careful as a hair, and he has a mid-Gold Core cultivation base, which is enough to be valued by the clan."

Then it went on to say:

"Since Brother Yunfeng has something to ask for, and I have something I need, we hit it off right away. My father's life is short, and everything will be pure after death. I won't force you to do things you don't like. The rest will be It depends on what you mean. But brother Yunfeng should not be too old, at most two or three hundred years old, which is only one or two hundred years older than you... He is only about a hundred years old, which is just right!"

Cao Wei himself is only around 150 years old, but after passing through the hands of the two masters of the dark hall, Uncle Xing and Uncle Yue, he stayed in the "Biochemical Formation of All Souls" for more than half a year. In the eyes of a research madman with green eyes and almost drooling, he was transformed into Yunpeng's body bit by bit.

Then there was the Thousand Illusion Beads and Spirit Treasure temporarily borrowed by Uncle Wanhua, as well as my improved "Thousand Illusion Spiritual Face" secret method to help.

Under the combination of the three, the Jumang body with human body and wings turned into a Yunpeng great demon with fierce aura.

The rest of the matter of covering up one's actual bone age is natural and couldn't be simpler.

After all, the most difficult thing is to completely change the form and breath of different species.

"Father, this brings us back to the question my daughter asked before. How can my daughter win the eyes of King Yunfeng Ling?" Yun Ji asked slowly.

"The big snow mountain is enough for the dowry? Anyway, if you fail to form the alchemy, the clan will send other golden core monks over after you become your father. Sooner or later, the big snow mountain will fall directly into Yunyu's hands. In this way, the father would rather mobilize the large formation to attract the lava of earth fire below ten thousand feet to destroy everything, rather than give up the place of practice that has been in business for many years, do you understand?" Yun Heng was not in a hurry. Said slowly.

"My daughter knows." Yun Ji said slowly.

While the two sides were talking, the sedan chair slowly landed, and a voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, we have arrived."

At this time, a few Kunxiu from the Peng clan rushed over from the stone hall in a hurry, and shouted in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, you are back, I miss you."

Upon hearing this, King Yunhengling quickly stepped out of the sedan chair, and said with a smile, "I'm coming, I'm coming."

Then it looked sideways at the daughter on the shoulder, gestured with its eyes, and said, "You go and list down the spirit kings to be invited to the Xueling Fruit Banquet, and Yuan Du and Tang Ting must be among them."

Hearing this, Yunji nodded his head, spread his wings wisely, and flew towards the distance without looking back.

Behind him, King Yunhengling was seen hugging his concubines from left to right, walking into the stone hall.

(End of this chapter)