Chapter 460: Message from the Upper Realm, Space Evolution, and the Appearance of Fierce Beasts

Chapter 460: Message from the Upper Realm, Space Evolution, and the Appearance of Fierce Beasts

Chapter 460: Message from the Upper Realm, Space Evolution, and the Appearance of Fierce Beasts (9K)

"What a demon who has resurrected from a dead body!" The eighth elder, Nangong Lie, stepped out of the mansion and spoke first, deliberately letting the surrounding clansmen hear clearly: "How dare you pretend to be a deceased member of my Nangong family? You really don't know whether you live or die!"

The Eighth Elder secretly made a spell in his sleeve, and a purple light appeared faintly in his palm. He stared at the old man in front of him, and his voice became more and more fierce:

"Tell me! Which demon sect sent you as a spy? What do you intend to do by pretending to be an ancestor of the Nangong family?!"

These words were spoken righteously, and the surrounding tribesmen were all surprised and suspicious. The Eighth Elder was secretly happy in his heart - as long as he could prove that the other party was a fake, even if he killed him on the spot, the tribe leader would have nothing to say!

He caught a glimpse of Nangong Yu standing behind the old man from the corner of his eye, with a cold light in his eyes:

"No wonder this little bastard is still alive today. It turns out that he has colluded with foreign enemies! Today I will clean up the mess for our family!"

“Old man, I haven’t seen you for a hundred years, but your skill in confusing right and wrong has become even better!” Nangong Yu’s grey robe fluttered, and the black mist around him suddenly boiled. “Do you really think that you can cover the sky with one hand like you did a hundred years ago?”

Before he finished speaking, a raging black flame suddenly erupted from Nangong Yu's body.

He clenched his right palm fiercely, and an ancient long sword wrapped in black flames appeared out of thin air. With a wave of his sword finger, the sword light soared into the sky like a black dragon, instantly tearing the sky apart! The entire mountain protection formation of the Eighth Elders' Mansion let out a wail of being overwhelmed, and collapsed with a thunderous roar that shook the earth!

"Monster, stop being so arrogant!"

The eighth elder swung the red-flaming sword in his hand and slashed down!

Nangong Yu sneered, his grey robe fluttering, and with his five fingers grabbing, the black mist surged and transformed into a giant hand that covered the sky, crushing the knife light!
"boom--!"

The air wave exploded, and the Eighth Elder groaned and retreated three steps. His knuckles broke and blood dripped down the hilt. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he was horrified: "We are both from the Purple Mansion, how can he be so much stronger than me?!"

Nangong Yu pressed forward step by step, his five fingers forming claws, the black mist condensing into five hideous ghost shadows, roaring and rushing towards the Eighth Elder!
The Eighth Elder hastily summoned the ancient bronze shield, and the spiritual power of the middle stage of Purple Mansion was poured into it frantically. The runes on the shield lit up and turned into a thick light curtain.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The ghost shadow collided, the light curtain trembled violently, and cracks spread like spider webs. The Eighth Elder's mouth was bleeding, and he was shocked and angry: "He is obviously only in the early stage of Purple Mansion, why is his spiritual power so strong?!"

At the moment when the fifth ghost shadow shattered the light curtain, the Eighth Elder suddenly bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the long sword. The blade burst into red flames and turned into a ferocious fire dragon, roaring and biting towards Nangong Yu!

"Roar!"

Wherever the fire dragon passed, the air evaporated and the ground was charred. Even Nangong Jue, who was far away, felt the burning pain on his skin and had to step back several steps.

Nangong Yu did not move at all, with a dark mist in his eyes, and said sarcastically: "It's just a trifle."

He waved his sleeves, and the black fog suddenly shrank, forming a vortex in front of him. The fire dragon rushed into it, but was like a drop in the ocean, and was swallowed up in an instant!
"What?!" The Eighth Elder was horrified. Before he could react, Nangong Yu appeared behind him like a ghost, and his skinny hands gripped his neck like an iron clamp!

"die!"

The black mist poured into the Eighth Elder's body through his five fingers, madly corroding his meridians. The spiritual power of the middle stage of Purple Mansion was like melting ice and snow, quickly dissipating!
The Eighth Elder's face was distorted, black blood oozed from his seven orifices, and fear finally emerged in his eyes: "No... Impossible! What kind of evil power is this?!"

Nangong Yu sneered: "I have been in the Blood Prison for a hundred years. Do you think I am just sitting there waiting to die?"

He tightened his five fingers, and the Eighth Elder's neck made a "crackling" sound as it could not bear the weight, and it looked like his head was about to be crushed.

"stop!"

A majestic shout sounded like thunder, and a golden figure appeared in an instant. With a wave of his sleeves, a gentle but irresistible force separated the two people.

The Nangong clan leader, who was at the peak of the Purple Mansion, stood with his hands behind his back, his golden robe fluttering. His eyes were as deep as the abyss. He swept past the embarrassed Eighth Elder, then looked at Nangong Yu and said in a deep voice: "Sixteenth brother, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. You have improved so much."

Nangong Yu snorted coldly, his eyes still filled with murderous intent as the black mist rolled in them: "Clan leader, the Eighth Elder has allowed Nangong Xiao to bully my grandson for twenty years. If he doesn't give me an explanation today, I will massacre his entire lineage!"

Patriarch Nangong’s eyes were deep.

Nangong Yu’s strength far exceeds that of his peers. If he can be won over, the family’s promotion to a seventh-grade family is just around the corner!
He slowly said, "Old Eight, I have investigated this matter thoroughly. Your grandson Nangong Xiao bullied others and insulted my bloodline. His crime is unforgivable!"

The eighth elder's face changed drastically: "Clan leader! Nangong Yu practices evil skills and devours spiritual energy. This is definitely not the right way! How can you——"

"Shut up!" Clan leader Nangong shouted coldly, his eyes flashing like lightning, "Where is Nangong Xiao?"

The eighth elder gritted his teeth and said nothing, but seeing the patriarch's stern expression, he did not dare to disobey. He had thousands of descendants, and although Nangong Xiao's grandson looked a bit like his deceased wife, this prodigal son could not be saved at this point. He sighed in his heart and waved his hand to signal the guards in the mansion.

After a while.

Nangong Xiao was escorted by two guards and staggered to his knees in front of everyone. His brocade clothes were already in disarray, and the gold embroidery was soaked with cold sweat, clinging to his trembling body. His face was as pale as paper, and his lips were trembling, as if even breathing had become a luxury.

He looked around in panic, and the cold eyes of his clan members cut into his heart like a knife. Those collateral descendants who used to flatter him now all retreated away, fearing that they would be tainted by his bad luck. Even the guards who were closest to him on weekdays lowered their heads and dared not look him in the eye.

"Grandfather! Save me! You can't just ignore me!" He suddenly turned to the Eighth Elder, his eyes flashing with the last hope, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

But the Eighth Elder closed his eyes and remained silent.

Nangong Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted, and a bone-chilling chill ran up his spine. He suddenly realized that he had been abandoned.

"No... No! You can't do this to me!" He struggled violently, trying to pounce on Nangong Jue like crazy, but was held down by the guards. His voice twisted into a shrill scream: "Nangong Jue! You, you are just a waste! Why... Why can you turn over?! I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

However, when he looked up and met Nangong Yu's cold eyes filled with black mist, all his madness froze instantly. There was no anger or hatred in those eyes, only a kind of condescending indifference - as if he, Nangong Xiao, was just an ant that could be crushed to death at will.

"Chief... Chief! I am willing to work like a slave! I am willing to give up all my property! I only ask you to spare my life!" He completely collapsed, crawling on the ground like a stray dog, tears streaming down his face, and even disregarding his dignity, he hugged the chief's boots and begged bitterly.

But the only response he got was the clan leader's indifferent voice:
"Nangong Xiao, you killed your own people. Your crime is unforgivable. According to the rules of your clan, you should be beheaded."

He raised his hand and a ray of golden light struck Nangong Xiao's dantian.

"Do not!!"

Severe pain exploded from his dantian, and Nangong Xiao's vision suddenly became distorted.

He saw—

When I was six years old, I was held by my grandfather's hand for the first time and stepped into the Nangong Family Ancestral Hall. The eighth elder, Nangong Lie, pointed to the spirit tablet at the top and said in a low voice: "Xiao'er, remember, our Nangong Family respects the strong. If you are not ruthless enough, one day you will become an ant under the feet of others." The flickering candlelight reflected my grandfather's profile, which was as cold and hard as iron.

The scene changes to the twelve-year-old Haruhi.

He brought a few followers and cornered a thin boy from the side branch. The boy tightly held the elixir in his arms, which was the life-saving item for his seriously ill mother. "Hand it over!" Nangong Xiao kicked the boy in the chest, and a twisted pleasure surged in his heart when he heard the other party's painful groan. The flattering laughter of the followers behind him made him taste the taste of power for the first time.

He saw the night of his sixteenth birthday.

After getting drunk, he broke into the female nunnery of the vassal family. The girl's horrified eyes and her subsequent suicide to prove her will only earned him a casual "clean it up" from his grandfather. That night, it was raining heavily. He stood under the corridor, watching the servants wrap the thin body with a straw mat and took it away. His heart suddenly ached for a moment - but it was soon washed away by the Qi Condensation Pills given by his grandfather.

The last scene was frozen a few days ago.

He led his guards into Nangong Jue's dilapidated courtyard. The thin boy was pressed into the mud, but his eyes were as stubborn as a wolf. He stepped on Nangong Jue's hand bones, listened to the crisp sound of his knuckles breaking, and laughed heartily: "A waste should look like a waste! Are you worthy of marrying Fairy Qingpei?" Rainwater mixed with blood flowed over the blue bricks, and under the eaves, the figure of the grandfather stood silently, as if in a silent indulgence.

All the images shattered.

Nangong Xiao's consciousness completely sank into darkness.

Nangong Xiao cannot die any more.

The dark mist in Nangong Yu's eyes subsided slightly, but his anger had not yet completely subsided: "Clan leader, the Eighth Elder condoned his descendants to commit crimes, are we just going to let it go like this?"

Patriarch Nangong looked at the Eighth Elder and said calmly, "The Eighth Elder failed to discipline his children properly. He is sentenced to ten years of solitary confinement. Nanyang County will be governed by my Sixteenth Brother in the future."

The eighth elder's face was livid, but he was now seriously injured. It would take him eight or ten years to recover, let alone be a match for Nangong Yu. The clan leader's move was also intended to let him temporarily avoid the limelight and recuperate from his injuries. In addition, over the years, the clan leader had long been fed up with the eighth branch of his family gaining power. Otherwise, he should have taken action before Nangong Yu seriously injured him.

The patriarch is taking this opportunity to suppress.

But the situation was stronger than the person, and the Eighth Elder could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger: "...As you command."

The Nangong clan leader then turned to Nangong Yu and said in a gentle tone: "Nangong Yu, now that you have returned, the family will rely on you. The family will double the compensation for the injustice your grandson has suffered. How about it?"

Nangong Yu was silent for a moment, the black mist gradually dissipated, and he said coldly: "I hope the clan leader will keep his word."

Patriarch Nangong smiled slightly: "Of course."

He looked at Nangong Jue and said gently, "Jue'er, from today on, you will be the owner of the Xuanling Pavilion, and you can use all family resources below the second level."

Nangong Yu was stunned for a moment, then bowed respectfully: "Thank you, clan leader!"

Patriarch Nangong nodded with satisfaction, secretly delighted: "With such a strong man in charge, my Nangong family will be promoted to a seventh-grade family in no time!"

He waved his sleeves and said loudly: "Today's matter ends here! Everyone return to their positions and no more trouble is allowed!"

Everyone responded and left.

Nangong Yu looked at the Nangong clan leader deeply, then turned around and left with Nangong Jue.

After everyone dispersed, Nangong clan leader looked at Nangong Yu's back, with a hint of depth in his eyes: "After being in the Blood Forbidden Land for a hundred years...what did he get?"

Five elements space.

Fu Changsheng sat cross-legged in the wooden house, surrounded by spiritual energy like mist and gauze.

His palm trembled slightly as he slowly stroked the ancient box. The box was icy cold, and it felt like touching thousand-year-old jade. The box was as black as ink, and the surface was engraved with fine runes, faintly exuding a mysterious aura.

"What will it be this time?"

Fu Changsheng was looking forward to it.

A ray of spiritual light gathered at his fingertips and lightly touched the rune lock on the lid of the box.

"Click——"

With a slight sound, the lid of the box slowly opened.

In an instant, a ray of clear light overflowed from the box, like smoke or fog, condensing into a mysterious rune shadow in the air. The rune was shaped like a lotus platform, white in color, but there was a little golden light flowing in the core, just like a golden elixir that had just formed, and it was endless.

"Dan Ning Fu?!"

Fu Changsheng's pupils suddenly shrank and his breathing stagnated.

He had practiced the Lingxu Talisman Sutra for many years, so he naturally recognized this talisman - it was the fourth core talisman recorded in the sutra, named the [Golden Lotus Condensing Pill Talisman], which could help cultivators stabilize their purple palace when condensing the golden elixir, harmonize spiritual power, and increase the success rate of condensing the golden elixir by 10%!
“One percent… may not seem like much, but for the Golden Core Avenue, it is the difference between a chasm and a thoroughfare!” His fingertips trembled slightly as he gently touched the rune shadow.

The rune seemed to have a soul and suddenly turned into a stream of light and sank into his brow.

In an instant, Fu Changsheng's purple palace shook, and the originally silent "Lingxu Talisman Sutra" suddenly surged. The three spiritual talismans that had been refined before - [Spirit Yun Talisman], [Years Talisman], and [Breakthrough Talisman] - actually manifested on their own, and echoed with the newly acquired [Golden Lotus Condensing Pill Talisman]. The four talismans circulated, faintly forming a formation.

"That's true!"

"The talismans in the Lingxu Talisman Scripture are not isolated. If they can be connected to each other and formed into a formation, their power will be doubled!"

He closed his eyes and looked inward, and saw that the [Golden Lotus Pill Talisman] was quietly floating in the purple palace. The talisman was shaped like a golden lotus bud about to bloom, and the lotus petals were covered with fine Taoist patterns, and each pattern was in line with the principle of the operation of the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

"With the help of this talisman, not only him, but also the children of the Fu family will have a much higher success rate in condensing golden elixirs in the future!" He opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, "However, this talisman needs to be guided by the cultivator's own blood essence and supplemented by a third-level five-element spiritual object to be able to exert its maximum effect."

The five elements spiritual objects are hard to find.

But it is not an extinct creature. Compared with the Dan-forming spiritual creatures, it is still easier to find:

"The method of making the [Golden Lotus Pill Condensing Talisman] can be added to the clan treasury, but this talisman is too special and cannot be touched by anyone other than the core members of the family. Otherwise, it will definitely bring disaster to the Fu family."

after all.

Increasing the success rate of golden elixir condensation by 10% would definitely cause a bloody storm if it were put outside.

at the same time.

A familiar mechanical voice sounded in his mind:
"Ding"

"You have added a special method of making talismans for the family, and obtained 2,000 family contribution points."

Followed by.

The family contribution value on the panel changes to 3,600:

"It's time to leave!"

Yongxuan's Golden Elixir Ceremony was approaching, and as a father, he couldn't be absent. In addition, he happened to give Lin Qingxin's fourth-level middle-grade magic weapon [Cold Moon Condensed Frost Sword] as a gift to Yongxuan. As for Lin Qingxin's fourth-level low-grade magic weapon [Xuan Yin Heart Protection Mirror], it was damaged and had been handed over to Jing Ge'er for repair, but he didn't know how the progress was.

The door of the wooden house was gently pushed open, and Fu Changsheng walked out slowly, his long robe brushing the threshold, bringing up a wisp of light spiritual mist. He squinted slightly, adapting to the light from the outside world - after decades of seclusion, when he came out again, the Five Elements Space had quietly changed.

"Owner."

Qiu Niang had been waiting outside the door for a long time. When she saw him coming out of seclusion, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes and she bowed gracefully. Her aura was more condensed than before, and it was obvious that her cultivation had improved over the years.

"Yeah." Fu Changsheng nodded and looked around. He suddenly felt that the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth was more active than before. He could even vaguely hear the subtle chirping of insects coming from under the glacier in the distance.

"Master, you have been in seclusion for these years, and Beichuan has changed a lot." Qiu Niang smiled slightly, raised her white hand and pointed to the top of the snow-capped mountain in the distance, "The thousand-year-old snow lotus has fully recovered. Now its medicinal properties are three times stronger than before, and it can be used as medicine at any time."

A gleam of light flashed in Fu Changsheng's eyes, and his body moved, and he was instantly teleported to the top of the snow-capped mountain.

The thousand-year-old snow lotus is still in full bloom.

The lotus petals were crystal clear, like ice sculptures, and the stamens were glowing with a faint blue light. A trace of cold air lingered around, condensing into tiny ice crystals that floated in the air.

"Good!" Fu Changsheng was delighted. He reached out and gently stroked the petals. The touch was as cold as jade, yet it contained great vitality. "With this snow lotus, Haiyun's water spirit body will hopefully awaken! Perhaps Haiyun can use this to awaken his memory and find a way to the South China Sea, and then he can reunite with Hongyu."

"Master" Qiu Niang followed closely and continued, "The ice cicadas in Beichuan have also evolved a lot. Dozens of them have entered the second stage, and even..." She paused, a trace of amazement appeared in her eyes, "They seem to have derived new abilities."

"Oh?" Fu Changsheng raised his eyebrows and looked into the depths of the glacier.

From the cracks in the glacier, several ice cicadas with bodies like ice crystals flapped their wings and flew out. As their wings flapped, they actually brought up a small ice storm, and wherever they passed, the air condensed into frost. What was even more surprising was that one of the larger ice cicadas could briefly turn into a cold light and travel dozens of feet in an instant, as if it had teleported!

"Is this... the ice escape technique?" Fu Changsheng was surprised.

"That's right." Qiu Niang nodded. "These ice cicadas are no longer ordinary ornamental monsters. They seem to have mutated due to the special laws of the Five Elements Space. They not only devour insect pests, but also assist the growth of spiritual plants. They can even... temporarily freeze the flow of the enemy's spiritual power."

Fu Changsheng had an idea. If he could tame this ice cicada, it might be of great help when fighting against the enemy in the future!
He looked around again and found that Beichuan was no longer a dead glacier, but there were many tiny creatures - snow foxes, ice crystal butterflies, cold moss... There were even a few rare ice-attributed spiritual herbs growing quietly in the cracks of the glacier.

"The effect of the Dragon Gathering Jade is so amazing?" Fu Changsheng muttered to himself. Qiu Niang smiled and said, "Master, over the past few decades, the Dragon Gathering Jade has been nourishing the space on the top of the sacred mountain, and the five elements law has become more and more perfect. Now Beichuan can breed life on its own, and it may become a real small world in the future."

Upon hearing this, Fu Changsheng smiled with curved eyebrows.

He took another look at the dragon blood tree and saw that it was impossible for it to mature in the short term. He told Qiu Niang to take good care of the Hunyuan Beast Egg. Just as he was about to step out of the Five Elements Space, he suddenly felt the spiritual energy behind him tremble slightly.

He paused and looked back—

The message tree that had been silent for many years was moving without wind, its branches and leaves trembling and emitting a cold silver light. The runes on the leaves moved like living things, as if they were forcibly awakened by some kind of power that transcended boundaries.

"Here it comes again?" Fu Changsheng's eyes darkened and his fingers in his sleeves tightened slightly.

Last time, the mysterious upper realm master used the "Sky Thunder Shadow Sword Canon" as bait and asked him to find a woman named "Ouyang Jin". He didn't want to pay attention to it, but in recent years, he learned from intelligence that Liu Shuang had innate sword energy and was born with strange signs - perhaps, she was the person the other party was looking for!
"Om-"

The message tree shone brightly, and the runes on the leaves suddenly condensed and spread out into a curtain of light. Familiar sharp handwriting emerged, revealing an irresistible sense of oppression:
"Youngsters from the lower realm, is there any progress on Ouyang Jin's matter?"

Fu Changsheng sneered and did not respond immediately. Instead, he gathered spiritual light with his fingertips and slowly wrote on the light curtain:
"Does the person you are looking for have any other characteristics?"

The light curtain was silent for a moment, and then the words appeared again:
"This girl is born with sword energy, and there is a 'thunder pattern' between her eyebrows. When she practices, her spiritual power will naturally bring 'Nine Heavens Thunder Breath'."

Fu Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly - there was indeed a light silver line between Liu Shuang's eyebrows, which was usually invisible and would only appear when she was wielding the sword!
His mind raced, and he suddenly raised his finger to write again:

"I may have found a clue, but I need you to teach me the secret technique of 'Condensing the Golden Pill', which is a wood-attributed technique."

——He is testing!
The light curtain suddenly froze, as if the other party had not expected him to dare to bargain. After a long time, the handwriting reappeared, but it revealed a hint of grimness:
"Young man, don't push your luck."

Fu Changsheng continued to write calmly:

"If the elders are stingy, the younger generation can only be negligent. The lower world is vast, and finding a person is like fishing for a pearl in the ocean."

silence.

The silver light of the message tree flickered, as if there was a surge of anger. Finally, the words on the screen changed again, revealing a bit of compromise:

"That's all. I will teach you the "Muque Danque Jue". This Jue is a secret teaching of the "Qingxiao Danque Palace" in the upper realm, specially created for the wood-type cultivators to break through the realm. It uses the innate Yi wood energy as the foundation, and integrates the Samadhi True Fire into the Purple Palace, turning the golden elixir into a seed like a sacred tree, which is in line with the natural cycle of spring growth and summer growth. It can increase the chance of forming a elixir by three and a half. But if you dare to lie... even if you are separated by realms, I have the means to make you disappear!"

A ray of golden light shot out from the message tree and sank into Fu Changsheng's brow.

In an instant, a profound spell appeared in his purple palace. Every word was like the collision of gold and jade. It was the true secret technique of the upper realm:
"The virtue of wood breeds spirits, and the palace of the gate contains the truth. Before the fire of the elixir burns, the green buds must be nurtured first."

Fu Changsheng's lips curled up slightly, but there was no joy in his eyes, instead they became even colder.

"Sure enough... Ouyang Jin is extremely important to you." He murmured, "But the more anxious you are, the slower I have to go."

but.

Based on past experience.

Every time the great man from the upper realm taught him something, there were drawbacks. Naturally, he didn't dare to use it rashly. His mind fell on the [Kung Fu Deduction] panel in the sea of ​​consciousness:

"Deducing and perfecting the "Muque Dan Ning Jue""

hum.

The panel vibrates.

A large amount of yellow light surged.

Then, lines of text appeared:

[Warning: A fatal flaw in the "Muque Dan Ning Jue" technique has been detected]

1. Excessive wood energy can easily lead to "Yi wood backlash" when forming the elixir, causing the meridians to become wood.

2. During the budding period of the Nine Revolutions, it is necessary to attract the "vitality of ancient trees", but the ancient trees in the upper realm are different from those in the lower realm. Forcible absorption will lead to "spiritual root pollution".

3. The Blue Thunder Tribulation is actually the 'Soul-Locking Tribulation'. For those who successfully pass through the tribulation, their souls will be marked with an obscure mark and will be controlled by the caster.

Fu Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"As expected!" He sneered, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the jade slip in his sleeve, "First, use the "Sky Thunder Shadow Sword Canon" to bury the lightning hole, and then use the Dan Condensation Technique to plant the soul seal... This is to refine people into puppets!"

——But now that you have seen through it, it is an opportunity!
He stood up, his robes fluttering without wind, and the golden light on the deduction panel suddenly surged, transforming into thousands of silk threads that intertwined and reorganized.

【Deduction completed·Improvement plan】

1. Use "Xuanyin Kuishui" to harmonize Yi wood, and use "Earth Core Fire Lotus" to balance wood and fire, which can avoid the woodification of meridians.

2. Use the vitality of the 'Jianmu Remaining Branch' planted next to the ancient Xuan Vine in the Shanhezhen clan tripod.

3. When overcoming the tribulation, offering the 'Hunyuan Beast Egg' can absorb % of the power of the Blue Thunder Tribulation.

Fu Changsheng stared at the plan and suddenly sneered.

"I'm afraid this great being from the upper realm could not have imagined that the trap he carefully designed would actually help me."

Fu Changsheng walked slowly towards the Shanhezhen clan tripod and his eyes fell on the seemingly rotten dead branch.

It was quietly inserted beside the roots of the ancient Xuan Vine. It was pitch black and covered with fine cracks on the surface, as if it would shatter into ashes with the slightest touch.

——Who would have thought that this was the legendary broken branch of Jianmu?
He reached out and gently stroked the surface of the dead branch. He felt a faint pulse at his fingertips, as if the ancient tree that had been sleeping for thousands of years was still tenaciously struggling to survive.

This was what he obtained in exchange with an old Taoist in the Kunlun Secret Realm.

Never thought.

It became his chance to obtain the golden elixir!
"According to the current Dan formation plan, I only need to collect [Innate Yi Wood Qi], and [Xuan Yin Sunflower Water], [Earth Core Fire Lotus] and [Jian Wood Remaining Branches] are all ready. Even the things for overcoming the tribulation are also prepared."

this moment.

He felt that he had taken a big step towards the Golden Elixir.

"noob!"

Before he finished his words, the mist in the distance suddenly tore apart, and a green figure came walking on the wind.

——It is the green-faced white fox that has broken through the third level!

Its body was larger than before, and its fur was as white as snow, except for a blue line on its cheek that meandered like a snake. Its eyes were filled with a deep and spiritual light, and gave off a chilling chill.

"Master." The green-faced white fox sent a message to Fu Changsheng. The voice was cold but soft and sticky, very cute. When it bowed its head in salute, the three strands of silver hair behind its neck moved without wind, which was obviously a sign of great progress in its cultivation.

Fu Changsheng looked at it for a moment and nodded slightly: "The third-level 'Soul-Captivating Blue Eyes' seem to be able to see through illusions."

A green light flashed in the green-faced white fox's eyes: "Within a radius of a hundred miles, the spiritual energy veins can be identified."

The green-faced white fox that has broken through to the third level should be able to find the Nine-turn Spirit Spring of Xuanxiao Sect. This Spirit Spring can increase the success rate of Zifu's breakthrough to the Golden Core by half. In addition, the 30% chance of forming a pill by the Yuanyin Flower in Jiuyou Valley, and the "Wooden Que Dan Condensation Technique" can increase the chance of forming a pill by 3.5%, and finally the 10% chance of forming a pill by the [Golden Lotus Dan Condensation Talisman], a total of 80%!

for him.

As long as you gather all the above.

It can almost be said that both feet have stepped into the golden elixir stage, and all that’s left is to overcome the tribulation. How can one not be excited?

Just now.

A familiar mechanical voice sounded in his mind:
"Ding"

"You purchased the "Muque Condensing Pill Technique" for your family, and received 3,600 family contribution points."

Followed by.

The family contribution value that had originally been reset to zero suddenly climbed to three thousand six hundred.

Fu Changsheng was delighted.

A thought.

Immediately came out from the Five Elements Space.

Eastern Wilderness, Tianlang Mountain.

Ever since the Fu family took over the Tianlang tribe, Fu Changli has been guarding this place for nearly ten years without realizing it.

past ten years.

The Eastern Wasteland has always been peaceful.

This gave Fu Changli the perfect time to study the high-level insect egg of the Ghost Face Insect Master. A few months ago, she had vaguely found a way to hatch it, and she even summoned Fu Qingshui from Wuzhou Huizhou Prefecture, who was now assisting in hatching the insect eggs in the back mountain.

"Qingshui, activate the 'Nine-turn Soul Cultivation Formation'!"

In a nest made of black iron and the shell of a fourth-order spring locust, Fu Changli stood in the center of the formation in a dark green robe. She held the "Heavenly Treasure Record" in both hands, and the formation pattern under her feet was reconstructed with the secret method of "The True Scripture of Ten Thousand Insects" - the blood-gold runes squirmed like a living thing, wrapping the black insect egg in the center layer by layer.

"Yes, Fourth Aunt!"

At the foot of the stone steps, Fu Qingshui bit her fingertips, and the green spiritual light of the foundation-building period poured into the formation. The beast-controlling spiritual pattern on the girl's forehead flickered, and three second-level "Snow Spirit Martens" crawled out of her sleeves, ready to suppress any movement at any time. Although she was extremely talented, she still felt her soul tremble when facing the ancient insect formation activated by her aunt with the power of the Purple Mansion.

——Click!

The insect egg suddenly cracked a tiny crack, and the situation in the valley suddenly changed color!

"Not good!" Fu Changli's pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw a pitch-black mist gushing out from the cracks in the eggshell. The spirit stones wherever it passed by instantly decayed. Then, accompanied by a humming sound, the spiritual energy of the entire spirit gathering array was madly devoured, and the array pattern dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It actually requires such a huge amount of spiritual power..." Fu Changli's eyes became fierce. Fortunately, she was prepared. She threw out a black jade token from her sleeve, "Qingshui, activate the 'Heavenly Beast Formation'! Drag the remaining corpses of the spring locusts here!"

Fu Qingshui's pupils shrank: "That's a fourth-level material! Didn't you say to keep it for refining your own magic weapon--"

“Silly girl!” Fu Changli cursed with a smile. A ray of sword light had already cut his wrist. His blood essence turned into blood mist and seeped into the cracks of the insect eggs. “It is clearly written in the Tiangong Baolu - ‘Eggs above the earth level should be attracted by high-level flesh and blood of the same origin’! If this variant of the Soul Devouring Demonic Insect can really be hatched, it will be worth a hundred magic weapons!”

"Yes, Fourth Auntie."

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingshui responded excitedly.

Accompanied by the opening of the Ten Thousand Beasts Formation.

Boom!
The ground of the insect nest cracked open with a loud bang, and the remains of the fourth-order spring locust were lifted up by the power of the formation. The remaining demonic power on the shell turned into a green torrent, rushing into the insect eggs frantically.

Fu Changli's robe fluttered, and his purple palace consciousness was as sharp as a knife, crushing the fragments of the spring locust's demon pill into powder, and shouted:
"Qingshui, use your 'psychic pupil' to keep a close eye on its spiritual fluctuations!"

Fu Qingshui did not dare to neglect it, and her eyes suddenly glowed with silver light - this was the blood beast taming talent that Fu Qingshui had awakened not long ago. She saw a chaotic black shadow deep in the insect egg biting the demonic power of the spring locust, and hurriedly reminded: "Fourth Aunt, it is devouring the remnant of the spring locust! Do you want to activate the soul-suppressing lock?"

"No need!" Fu Changli suddenly laughed loudly, his hands forming seals like a phantom, "The 'blood feeding method' recorded in the seventh volume of the Ten Thousand Insects Sutra can finally be used today!"

She bit her tongue hard and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the insect eggs. The ancient insect patterns recorded in the ghost-faced insect master's jade slip actually emerged in the blood mist.

"Click——"

The eggs completely shattered.

A black shadow shot out like lightning.

However, he was entangled in mid-air by the green chain that Fu Changli had prepared in advance.

It was a strange insect with a dark blue body and six wings on its back. There were seven blood-red pupils in its compound eyes, and its hissing sound directly penetrated the mind!
"What a fierce temper!"

Fu Qingshui staggered back, and the "Snow Spirit Marten", his natal spirit beast in his sleeve, stood on end with fright.

Fu Changli did not avoid but advanced, his Purple Palace's pressure fully unleashed, and a blood-colored contract symbol appeared on his palm:

"Evil beast! You've consumed ten years of my hard work, and now you want to devour your master?!"

The strange insect struggled frantically, and its wings cut through the air, making a clanging sound.

Fu Qingshui quickly pinched the spell, and the "Soul Taming Spell" of the foundation-building period turned into a silver net to help suppress it. After a stalemate of a full stick of incense, the strange insect finally wailed, and was forced to bear Fu Changli's soul mark on its forehead.

"I finally lived up to the expectations of the Patriarch..."

Fu Changli smiled weakly, but couldn't hide the ecstasy in his eyes, "Qingshui, remember this! This insect has both soul-eating and wind-lightning attributes. When it is born, the hardness of its wing blade is comparable to that of a second-level flying sword - we call it the 'Six-winged Soul-eating Moth'!"

Fu Qingshui nodded and took note. Finally, he looked up and got closer to observe. Suddenly, his eyes widened: "Look, Fourth Aunt! There are natural insect patterns on its abdomen... Does it look like the 'Earth Rank Three Bloodline Mark' in the illustration of 'Heavenly Treasure Records'?"

"It's true!" After Fu Changli carefully investigated, his face lit up: "Earth-rank third-grade bloodline, if it is cultivated well, it can break through to the Nascent Soul level!"

She threw a bottle of pills to Fu Qingshui, "You've done a great job, girl! When you can control a third-level spirit beast, Fourth Aunt will personally catch a 'Blue-Eyed Golden-Eyed Beast' for you!"

Fu Qingshui stuck out his tongue and muttered softly: "The third-level 'Cloud Wing Tiger' you promised me last time is still nowhere to be seen..."

"Hmm?" Fu Changli narrowed his eyes.

"I mean, my fourth aunt is the best beastmaster in the world!" Fu Qingshui jumped three steps away and took out a photo stone with a smile, "I recorded the hatching phenomenon just now. Should I send it to grandpa now?"

Fu Changli snorted lightly, and a jade box flew out from his sleeve, rolling up the photo stone. "My mistress sent a message, saying that the imperial court will probably grant the title in the next few years, and asked me to go to Huizhou Prefecture to prepare the third-level monster to be sacrificed. I will go and report to the head of the family in person!"

"Fourth Aunt, then take me with you!"

This was a glorious moment to witness the family's promotion to the sixth rank, and Fu Qingshui did not want to miss it. Furthermore, although her father had only returned from Qiuyue Temple for less than a year, the blood relationship between father and daughter was innate. Especially after hearing from her mother about her father's childhood and experiences in Qiuyue Temple, she also wanted to take time to spend more time with her father.

"Row"

Fu Changli has not yet married and treats Fu Qingshui as her own junior. She dotes on him the most, so how could she refuse? This time she returned to Huizhou Prefecture to see Ningning. Ningning has not been getting better since she woke up. Now that she can leave Donghuang, she also wants to take time to accompany her more.

(End of this chapter)