Taoist companions help me live forever

It took almost no effort to deal with Dr. Qiu.

After all, it is much easier to deal with a good person than a bad person at any time.

Because good people care about too many things, while bad people only care about themselves.

And with the addition of a third-level alchemist to his great alchemy business, the output of heretic golden elixirs per year will reach as many as twelve, which can barely meet his needs for the time being.

However, Yu Xian did not let the remaining spirit stones sit idle.

As he said to Gui Shou before, the spiritual stones piled up in the warehouse are just a bunch of broken stones. Only when they are used can they be the real spiritual stones.

…

Four hundred miles north of Wangshufu City, there is a small mountain range that stretches for about two hundred miles, called Yaowang Mountain, and is the seat of the Jindan Sect.

It is said that the founder of Yaowang Mountain was born in the outer sect of Xuanyang Sect, but he left the sect sadly because he had no chance to join the inner sect.

Not wanting to leave the sect, he encountered many adventures, not only successfully broke through to the realm of golden elixir, but also subsequently established the inheritance of Yaowang Mountain.

Yaowang Mountain has been passed down for 600 years now. The ancestor of Jindan, Fuhuo Zhenren, is already very old and his time is not far away.

However, the follow-up Jin Dan Zhenren inside the door was still missing.

It stands to reason that with the hundreds of years of inheritance from Yaowang Mountain and the income from Yaowang Mountain, even if you cannot break through the golden elixir realm through orthodox methods, you can still use heretic golden elixirs to break through fake elixirs and maintain your foundation.

What's more, their ancestor was from the Xuanyang Sect, so it was easy to get a heretic golden elixir by looking for connections.

Even if it doesn't work, the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce in each city will hold an internal auction every few years, and the heretic golden elixir is a way for them to attract people.

As long as you are willing to visit more cities, go to more auctions, and spend more spiritual stones, there will always be a way.

However, Master Fuhuo is an ideal and ambitious successor, determined to break through the realm of Yuanying and carry forward the inheritance of Yaowang Mountain.

So he relied on his status as the only real person in the sect to act arbitrarily, and most of the sect's annual income was used by him for personal practice.

It was not until recent years that Master Fuhuo suddenly recognized the reality and began to consider the issue of meeting the ancestor after death.

Finally, I stopped thinking about occupying resources and started cultivating disciples.

After finally cultivating a golden elixir seed and accepting him as his direct disciple, he thought that he would have to grit his teeth and find an elixir-forming spiritual object.

As a result, the house leaked and it rained all night, and the beasts came. The golden elixir seeds managed to resist on the front line, but died at the claws of the beasts.

Fu Huo Zhenren collected the corpses of his disciples, became furious, rushed out of the beast tide, and fought with a demon king for three days and three nights. After three days and three nights... he returned with serious injuries.

Seeing that the huge foundation is about to be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Master Fu Huo was seriously injured and did not think about the future of his sect. He actually wanted to make a desperate move and wanted to sell the foundation of Yaowang Mountain to heal his injuries and prolong his life.

At this moment, the disciples who had been suppressed by Master Fu Huo resisted.

A disciple exposed his fake elixir realm and invited three or five companions and friends.

Although they all had fake elixir cultivation, they still managed to make a surprise attack against a seriously injured Jindan real person.

Master Fu Huo died in shock. He never thought that his disciples, who had always been obedient, had hidden evil intentions for a long time.

Yaowang Mountain has thus become a secret branch of the Datong Society.

Deep in Yaowang Mountain, there is a bottomless cave called Snake King Cave. It is said that it was drilled out of the mountain when the Snake King was born a thousand years ago. It is quite mysterious.

Looking down from the side of the cave entrance, I saw that the cave was completely dark, and the light was swallowed up by the cave when it fell.

The stone fell into the hole, but there was no echo.

This day.

A group of disciples wearing Yaowangshan costumes and carrying large sacks walked to the entrance of the cave. One of the young disciples couldn't help but look down at the entrance of the cave.

"Wow, it's so deep. I wonder if there really is a snake king down there?"

"The elders inside the sect have gone down to take a look. There is a cold pool below, and together with the underground water veins, there is no end at all."

"But that was something in the past. I don't know what's going on now. Not to mention the elders, even the mountain master probably wouldn't dare to go down casually."

"Okay, just say a few words. This place is very evil. Just finish your work and leave."

"That's right, Senior Brother Chen just stretched his head to take a closer look a few days ago, and a cold wind blew up. He fell seriously ill after returning home, and he is not fully recovered yet."

A group of disciples were talking as they untied the sack, revealing the layers of storage bags inside.

“Damn it, they’re all storage bags?!”

A disciple who came to work for the first time exclaimed.

"Stop making a fuss, just open the storage bag and pour out all the contents. Our mission is complete."

An old disciple had already untied a storage bag, put on a mask skillfully, and dumped the storage bag down.

See you soon...

Palm-sized scales, black and purple blood clots, claws with scales, eyes as big as ocean bowls, arm-long toes and other flesh and blood residues suddenly appeared, and a rich bloody smell suddenly filled the air.

"vomit!"

Some people couldn't help but retched.

"What are these?"

"The fresh flesh and blood of monsters is said to be used to feed the spirit beasts below."

An old disciple who knew something about the inside story said:

"Our mountain owner spent a lot of money to buy a young Kuihorn Crocodile Dragon with strong bloodline, and now he is feeding it in the Snake King's Cave."

"I heard that as long as the Kui Horned Crocodile Dragon grows horns and wings, even if the transformation is successful, it will become a powerful spiritual beast at the level of a demon king.

By then, we will be able to protect our Medicine King Sect for at least a thousand years. "

"Really?"

"That can still be false. It is better to say that it is better to be the new mountain master. Since taking office, the welfare of the disciples in the sect has improved a lot.

It's not like the ancestors who were digging and searching in the past, causing all the disciples to run away.

Feeding the crocodile dragon this time is also for the future of the sect for thousands of years. I don’t know how many resources have been consumed. I heard that the mountain master has reduced his future training share to the minimum.

This is not better than not knowing. Only by comparing can we understand what kind of life we ​​have lived in the past.

How could the ancestors ever think about this?

I heard that the guy named Song Qingshan with the golden elixir seed is his illegitimate son. Otherwise, why would he go crazy and fight against the demon king outside? "

"I think so, but with so many storage bags, how many spiritual stones will it cost?"

A disciple suddenly thought of something and saw the storage bags opened one by one, and they were all 10 to 20 square meters of storage bags. Each large sack contained at least four to five hundred items.

"Good boy, I suddenly realized that each of us is carrying hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. Do you think if we secretly take one, will anyone know?"

"If you want to get it, you can refer to Senior Brother Fang from before. I heard that the body is still hanging on the warning stone."

"That, I was just joking."

A group of disciples thought of Senior Brother Fang whose body was being pecked by falcons all day long, and immediately put away the jokes on their faces and began to work seriously.

They used their spiritual sense to open the storage bags one by one, and then controlled them to fall towards the Snake King Cave.

The deep hole is like a greedy mouth open, enjoying the endless blood food, as if it will never be full.

Even if it is just the simplest way of opening the storage bag, with their cultivation level in the middle and late stages of Qi training, they still feel deeply exhausted by the end.

"call……"

A disciple looked at the empty big sack, then at the storage bags piled up on the ground into a hill, and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

"I didn't expect that one day I would actually feel suffocated by opening the storage bag."

"You said that there are so many monster flesh and blood, how many spiritual stones does the mountain master need to buy?

Just now, I felt that the flesh and blood in many of the storage bags made me feel that tigers were standing beside me. I felt that they were at least second-order monsters, or even third-order monster kings. "

"Yes, I was just here thinking about how many spiritual stones there are in the storage bag. What is in the storage bag is valuable."

"How many spiritual stones will it cost for our trip?"

Just when the disciples discovered the blind spot, one of the disciples' eyes flashed and he pretended to be unintentional and said:

"Hey, what's it worth? Do you remember the friends our mountain master invited to Yaowang Mountain before?"

"Then how could I not know? I heard that they were the ones who, together with the mountain master,... asked the ancestor to step down."

A fast-talking disciple almost told the truth that everyone in the sect knew.

But conspiracy is not a good thing after all. Even though everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time, they are still taboo.

"I heard that they are monks from the demon-killing army. The flesh and blood of these demon beasts are the residue cleaned up on the battlefield, and the valuable parts have been cut off long ago.

These things are almost given to us for free just for the sake of our mountain owner. Look, there is the logo of the Demon Slayer Army on the storage bag.

Otherwise, Senior Brother Fang would have been so miserable before. What he stole was the military supplies of the Demon Slayer Army. How could he not be severely punished? "

"oh……"

The disciples looked through the storage bags on the ground and found the symbol of the Demon Slayer Army, and they all made clear sounds in unison.

In fact, they didn't intend to delve into it, they just talked about it and shared a few comments.

Rested for a while again.

A group of people packed up all the storage bags and walked towards the mountain gate carrying the sacks.

Only the old disciple just now looked back, as if he had penetrated the boundless darkness and saw the situation in the depths, with a bit of expectation in his eyes.

That is the hope of the sect.

Deep in the Snake King Cave.

The gurgling water hit the smooth stone wall, making a clear sound. There were black and blue algae growing on the stone wall, emitting a faint fluorescence.

In the center of the pool, there is a blood-red vortex.

The whirlpool was very large, covering the entire surface of the water. The pieces of flesh and blood that fell from the sky fell into the water, barely splashing, and were gathered by the current into the center of the whirlpool.

There is a blood-red ball standing in the center, which is about ten feet in diameter.

Once the flesh and blood is close to the blood cell, it seems that it has experienced thousands of years in an instant, drying up and turning into white ash. It sinks with the water flow and is washed into the underground water veins by the undercurrent.

Only the luster on the blood cells was even brighter.

Through the weak fluorescence on the stone wall, you can vaguely see a tall bald figure inside the blood cell.

He closed his eyes, and the aura on his body became more and more terrifying as time passed.

The blood demon path consumes thousands of flesh and blood to become a true demon.

…

“Using the Datong Club to raise funds and purchase the flesh and blood of the demonic beasts they hunted at low prices from the Demon Exterminator Army will not only allow the spirit stones to be spent, but also stabilize Palace Master Chu.

Only if he sees considerable profits will he be willing to continue this model.

And my blood puppet will also swallow the flesh and blood of a monster beast. With the previous accumulation, it will probably be able to touch the edge of Yuanying.

A group of devilish chickens outside will massacre cities and villages, hurt people's lives, and ruin the reputation of the devil in vain.

When I become a demon lord, I must let you demon cultivators study hard and understand what the new demonic method is.

But this is still too far away.

Even if I only control a fourth-level low-grade blood puppet now, which is not as good as the real Nascent Soul Lord, I still have the combat power of the Nascent Soul.

Coupled with the first-grade golden elixir magical power that I am about to achieve, I am qualified to deal with the real Lord Nascent Soul when he comes.

Only with strength can the Datonghui model continue, and it also gives me the confidence and time to make breakthroughs in the future. "

Thoughts were floating in Yu Xian's mind, but his eyes were looking through the alchemy furnace at the thunderclouds that were gathering naturally.

That was the golden elixir thunder disaster caused by an old monk who was not qualified to have a name for the time being.

Soon, a freshly baked Tiandao spiritual energy will be sent into the furnace.

It doesn't take half an hour.

The thunder and calamity in the sky has stopped.

A panting old monk with a dark face reluctantly watched the Heavenly Dao spiritual energy being sent into the alchemy furnace in the distance.

There is no way, people are poor and have short ambitions.

He is in debt to the Datong Association. How can he not agree to anything he wants?

But once the debt is paid off, you will be free.

With a beautiful longing for the future, the old monk began to close his eyes and adjust his breathing to recover from the injuries caused by the thunderstorm.

In the alchemy furnace.

Yu Xian felt the continuous burst of inspiration in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a mysterious power filled his heart. The last piece of the puzzle about the art of deceiving the sky was finally completed, and the ninth elixir pattern slowly emerged on the golden elixir in the dantian.

That is the sign of a first-grade golden elixir magical power!

"Forty-five heavenly auras, gifts from forty-five fake elixir masters, and nearly thirty years of practice have been accomplished today!"

Yu Xian's mind seemed to be integrated with the golden elixir in his body, and he saw an indifferent and eternal gaze in the unfathomable and unknowable world.

Just a glance.

He felt as if his soul was burning.

At this moment, the lines on the golden elixir lit up, and a transparent film appeared on his soul.

And the burning feeling disappeared.

His consciousness was like a seed that broke out of the ground, constantly rising and soaring towards the sky, growing extremely fast and powerful.

In just a short moment, his consciousness entered a mysterious realm.

A sudden realization suddenly arose in Yu Xian's heart.

That gaze was the fragments of the will of Heaven contained in the spiritual energy of Heaven that he had absorbed for a long time, fused together and turned into the gaze of Heaven.

Even though it was just a fragment of incomplete will, he looked directly at it under the cover of the golden elixir magical power.

Just one glance meant the sublimation of his soul and extremely high mental resistance.

I am afraid that from now on, he will be able to contribute his most perfect acting skills even when facing the Lord Huashen.

The first-level magical power of deceiving the sky still has no direct lethality, but the first-level auxiliary magical power is far more terrifying than the first-level killing magical power in some aspects.

At the same time, a faint circle of light appeared from under his feet, only about ten feet in diameter.

This is the magical field that comes with the first-grade golden elixir magical power, and it is also the reason why the golden elixir monk can fight against the Nascent Soul Lord.

Only with the magical realm can we fight against the realm of Nascent Soul Lord.

Without this magical domain, in the True Lord's domain, even the most talented Jindan monks would not be able to exert their normal strength, let alone attack the True Lord.

Moreover, this magical domain can be superimposed on one's own domain after breaking through the Nascent Soul.

As for the effect...

Anyway, it’s just awesome.

He got this knowledge from Chen Xiao's mouth.

There's nothing I can do about it, this sister-in-law brags about her sister when she has nothing to do.

The Xuanyin soul-destroying divine light, a first-grade golden elixir magical power, was only initially practiced, and her sister easily defeated the Xuanyang Sect's true disciple who had mastered the third-grade golden elixir magical power with her early golden elixir cultivation.

"Made, let me and you work together, one as the main force and the other as the auxiliary."

Yu Xian shook his head, took out a yellow-skinned wine gourd, and drank a sip for himself.

In front of the field of vision, a green panel appeared.

[Name: Yu Xian]

[Cultivation: Mid-stage Golden Core (523688/2600000)]

[Taoist Companions: Magnolia, Luo Han (2/3)]

"Before, I was a little worried that my cultivation in the middle stage of Golden Core would not be able to perfectly control the fourth-level blood puppet, but now..."

As Yu Xian's thoughts moved, a pair of indifferent eyes appeared in the air, and a faint aura of terror emanated.

"The semi-solidified spiritual consciousness and the ability to stay in reality for a long time are another sign of the True Monarch Nascent Soul. Even without practicing any secret techniques of spiritual consciousness, he can directly hurt people's souls with his spiritual consciousness.

It is just right for controlling the fourth-level blood puppet.

And before, I practiced the secret technique of divine consciousness, which is shocking. It was only a second-level secret technique, which was not enough in the golden elixir realm.

But the glance I saw before, coupled with my 10% magical power and the rapid improvement of my spiritual consciousness, actually brought out a bit of charm.

This secret technique may now be somewhat of a threat to True Monarch Nascent Soul. "

"When I train the fourth-level blood puppet, I will have the strength of Nascent Soul level in the middle stage of Jindan."

Yu Xian counted with his fingers and found that with all his miscellaneous methods, he could be considered a monster who fought against all odds.

Of course, it's just a fight.

"I can finally sleep peacefully from now on."

"It's such a blessing, it's time to celebrate!"

The old monk who was still meditating watched the big alchemy furnace swinging into the sky. Somehow, he actually saw a bit of joy.