Chapter 470: Treasure, Great Disaster, 4-Party Collaboration

Chapter 470: Treasure, Great Disaster, 4-Party Collaboration

Chapter 470: Treasure, Great Disaster, Four-way Coordination (10.6k)
Fu Changsheng stood on the high platform, looking at his daughter Fu Yongxuan with a gentle gaze, and said with a slight smile on his lips: "Yongxuan, today you have completed your golden elixir, and your father should prepare a gift for you."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and two rays of light suddenly burst out!

——Cold Moon Frost Sword!

——Xuanyin Heart Protective Mirror!

"Buzz!"

In an instant, a biting chill swept across the entire venue, and the spiritual mist on the seventy-two floating jade platforms was frozen into frost, turning into ice crystals that floated all over the sky.

The Frost Moon Sword was suspended in the air, the sword body was like a sculpture of ice, crystal clear, the sword tip was not moving, but the feeling of frost and snow was already permeating, as if even the air was about to be frozen. Above the sword body, a cold moon shadow could be vaguely seen, the sword's meaning was cold and breathtaking!
"A fourth-level mid-grade magic weapon?!"

"This...how is this possible?!"

In the viewing seats, the heads of the six major families in Huainan Prefecture all changed color, their eyes filled with shock!

The Shangguan clan leader stood up suddenly, and the wine glass in his hand broke into pieces, and the amber wine spilled all over the floor. However, he was unaware of it, and just stared at the Frost Moon Sword, his throat tightening:

"A fourth-level mid-grade treasure... This is a treasure that can suppress the luck of an entire clan!"

Chief Shi was very excited: "My Shi family has been established for thousands of years, but we only have one fourth-rank, lower-grade magic weapon to protect our family... Fu Changsheng actually took out two of them?!"

Zheng Wanhu of the Zhenshi Division seemed to remember something and murmured:

"This... this Frost Moon Condensed Frost Sword was made by Master Qiuyue after tempering it with the frigid marrow of the Far North for a hundred years. The sword is so cold that it can reach a thousand miles. Even ordinary Jindan early stage cultivators would find it difficult to resist. How could it be in Fu Changsheng's hands?!"

There was an inexplicable hint of fear in Li Wanhu's eyes as he looked at Fu Changsheng at this moment.

——A fourth-level mid-grade magic weapon. Even for a cultivator like him who is in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, he can only produce a few!
——How could Fu Changsheng, a purple mansion, take out two items at random? !
More importantly.

In order to take revenge on Fu Changsheng, he specially sent Fu Molan to Qiuyue Temple as a spy. On the way, he deliberately let someone reveal Fu Molan's true identity. If Fu Changsheng knew about this, given the other party's protective nature, they would probably have a grudge against each other in the future.

A complex look flashed across Li Wanhu's eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

On the high platform, Luo Haitang's purple robe trembled slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but soon turned into a smile: "Changsheng, your gift is really generous."

Fu Changsheng smiled calmly: "It's just a small gift, not a sign of respect."

——Just a small gift?!

——Two fourth-tier magic weapons, he actually casually called them “small gifts”? !

In the audience, everyone's heart was in turmoil!

The Shangguan clan leader felt even more bitter, remembering that some people in the clan had mocked the Fu family for not being worthy of the Shangguan family. Now looking back...

——The Fu family is no longer the small family that can be manipulated by others!
——Fu Changsheng is not comparable to ordinary Zifu!
Fu Yongxuan's white robe with star patterns moved without wind, and four cloud patterns flowed. She took the Hanyue Ningshuang Sword with both hands, and the sword body touched her hand. The coldness was instantly restrained, and it perfectly matched the power of the golden elixir in her body!
"Thank you, father." She raised the corners of her lips slightly, her eyes full of pride.

——This is her father!

——A Purple Mansion cultivator who could shock even a Golden Core True Person!
The banquet gradually ended and the guests left.

In a quiet cave at the back of the Luo family's mountain, eight jade tables were arranged in a circle. On the tables, magical tea was wafting and magical fruits were fragrant.

——The Golden Elixir Meeting is about to begin!
This is a private communication between Jindan monks, one is to discuss the Tao, and the other is to barter.

A fourth-tier spiritual object could be thousands of years old, and even a Jindan Zhenren might not be able to find it easily.

Fu Changsheng stood outside the cave with his hands behind his back, his eyes eager.

——He also wants to participate.

Li Wanhu sneered and waved his sleeves. An invisible barrier suddenly appeared, blocking Fu Changsheng outside.

"Patriarch Fu, this is an exchange between Jindan cultivators. You are a Zifu cultivator, so you should not humiliate yourself."

The tone was contemptuous and undisguised.

Fu Changsheng's expression remained unchanged, and he simply said, "Master Li means that Purple Mansion cultivators are not worthy of discussing the Dao with Golden Core?"

Li Wanhu sneered: "Discussing the Dao? What do you have to discuss? Do you understand the cultivation experience of the Jindan cultivator?"

Before Fu Changsheng could speak, a cold female voice suddenly sounded:

"Master Li, this is the Luo family."

Fu Yongxuan's white robe with star patterns moved without wind, and four cloud patterns flowed. She walked slowly towards them, her eyes like frost.

"Since my father wants to participate, then he can participate."

Li Wanhu frowned and said, "Master Fu, rules are rules. How can we treat such a small meeting of golden elixir as a joke?"

Fu Yongxuan sneered: "Rules? Well, I'm the host today, and I say my father can participate."

The atmosphere suddenly froze!

Luo Haitang's purple robe moved slightly, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, but he did not speak.

The Jindan Zhenren from the three fifth-grade families in Jingzhou looked at each other.

Patriarch Sun pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Although Patriarch Fu has not yet entered the Jindan stage, he was able to kill two Jindan masters. His strength is no less than that of the early Jindan stage. I think we can make an exception."

Patriarch Xu nodded: "Yes, what's more, he just took out two fourth-level magic weapons, maybe he has more rare items on him. If we can exchange them, it will also be beneficial to us."

The beautiful woman of the Tan family chuckled: "Why is Lord Li so stubborn? If Patriarch Fu can really come up with something good, wouldn't it be wonderful for everyone to take what they need?"

Seven people agreed, only Li Wanhu opposed!

His face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with coldness: "Everyone, the Jindan Small Meeting has always been limited to Jindan cultivators. If we make an exception today, won't anyone be able to participate in the future?"

Luo Haitang finally spoke, his tone calm: "If Lord Li feels that it is inappropriate, you can leave on your own."

"you--!"

Li Wanhu's pupils shrank and his face turned pale in an instant!

He didn't expect that Luo Haitang would stand on Fu Changsheng's side so directly!

——He was a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, but he was expelled in public? !

——This is such a great shame!
He stared at Luo Haitang, then glanced at Fu Changsheng and his daughter, and finally sneered: "Good! Very good!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and wanted to turn around and leave. However, the purpose of his visit today was to exchange something. If he left now, it would be a wasted trip and a waste of time. He immediately swallowed his anger, glared at Fu Changsheng, snorted coldly, and followed everyone inside!

Fu Changsheng was quite grateful and bowed to everyone, saying, "Thank you all for your help."

Inside the cave, nine jade tables were arranged in a circle, with a cup of spiritual tea placed on each table. The aroma of tea was tinged with the rhythm of Taoism.

"My fellow Taoists." The dark patterns on Luo Haitang's purple robe flowed like a living thing under the light. "According to convention, the main points of the Golden Elixir Gathering are two things - exchanging treasures and resolving doubts."

Luo Haitang's eyes moved around, sweeping across everyone, and finally paused for a moment on Li Wanhu's gloomy face. The corners of his lips slightly raised, and he continued:
"Since my Luo family is the host, I will throw out some ideas to inspire others."

With a flick of her wide sleeves, a green jade box appeared out of thin air.

The moment the box was opened, the spiritual rain in the pavilion suddenly stagnated and turned into tiny ice crystals that fell down - a plant of [Xuanming Bingpo Grass] with a completely translucent blue body was quietly suspended in the box, its leaf veins were like galaxies, and the cold air actually froze the surrounding spiritual energy into fine cracks.

"A fourth-grade, top-grade spiritual herb, grown under the deep black ice of the North Sea, it took a thousand years to form this shape." She lightly tapped the grass leaf with her fingertips, and a wisp of cold air coiled around her white wrist into the shape of a phoenix. "This thing can help water spiritual root cultivators break through the bottleneck of the middle stage of the golden elixir, and can also be used to refine the 'Mysterious Soul Condensing Spirit Pill'... I want to exchange it for a [Red Sun Gold Essence], or an equivalent fire spiritual item."

——Red Sun Gold Essence, a fourth-grade superior spiritual ore, is extremely yang and extremely strong, and is the top-grade material for refining fire-type magic weapons!

There was silence in the cabinet for a moment.

Fourth-tier spiritual objects are rare to begin with, and objects with mutually exclusive properties are even harder to find.

The Sun clan leader frowned slightly and said, "Red Sun Gold Essence... This item is rare, and I don't have it in my hands."

Patriarch Xu pondered for a moment and sighed, "What Fellow Daoist Luo needs is indeed hard to find. I have heard that the Red Flame Valley produces it, but no one has seen it in the past two or three hundred years."

The beautiful woman of the Tan family gently stroked the Qingming Soul Lamp with her fingertips. The green light of the wick flickered, as if she was deducing something. Finally, she smiled helplessly: "This thing is not meant for me. I'm afraid I can't help you."

Fu Changsheng's eyes moved slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but he did not speak.

Luo Haitang's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected this, and he said calmly: "If there is no Red Sun Gold Essence, we can also discuss a fire-type spiritual object of the same level."

——These are the rules of the Jindan Meeting!
——The host starts first, and then it takes turns. Everyone takes out the things they need to exchange. If others have them, they can propose a deal!
If no one responds, it is the next person's turn.

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Xu's eyes immediately lit up.

Because he has been stuck in the middle stage of the Golden Core for many years, if he gets this thing, there is a great chance that he will make further progress.

“In my early years, I obtained a piece of [Red Flame Fire Marrow] in the lava sea.” A ball of blazing light rose from his palm, and amber crystal marrow could be vaguely seen flowing in the firelight. “Although it is not the Red Sun Gold Essence, the purity of the fire spirit is similar, but…” The firelight flickered, obviously having been eroded by Yin energy.

Li Wanhu said sinisterly: "Brother Sun's fire marrow spirituality is damaged, I'm afraid he is not qualified--"

"Yes." Luo Haitang suddenly spoke up. She wanted to make a good start. As her wide sleeves fluttered, a cold light rolled the fire marrow into her palm. "The spirituality of the fire marrow has been damaged. Fellow Daoist Xu must supplement it with twenty kilograms of [Hundred Years of Earth Core Milk] as a supplement."

Patriarch Xu's face twitched - the earth core milk was a must for him to refine his life magic weapon. But he saw that Luo Haitang had already put the fire marrow into the cold jade box, and the phoenix pattern on the box surface was slightly shining, obviously with the intention of fulfilling it. He finally sighed and threw out a red jade gourd:
"Brother Luo really won't give in at all!"

The spiritual energy between the jade tables vibrated, and the first transaction was settled in an interweaving of ice and fire.

The phoenix pattern on Luo Haitang's purple robe flashed:
"Which Taoist fellow is next?"

Ancestor Xu stood up first. This skinny old man from the fifth-rank Xu family coughed lightly and took out a red jade box from his arms: "I got a piece of [Fire Pattern Blood Jade] in the East Desert a few years ago. Although it is only a fourth-rank low-grade, it contains a trace of the blood of an ancient fire bird." He looked around at everyone and finally landed on Luo Haitang: "I want to exchange it for a magical medicine that can extend my life by thirty years."

Li Wanhu suddenly sneered: "Old Ghost Xu, your blood jade is too fiery, ordinary cultivators can't bear it. Besides, the longevity elixir..." He glanced at Luo Haitang meaningfully, "I'm afraid it's only available in the Luo family's medicine garden."

Luo Haitang tapped the table with her fingertips, and a green Ganoderma lucidum emerged: "[Qingming Longevity Ganoderma], it can extend life by thirty-five years." She paused, "But Fellow Daoist Xu needs to add another three kilograms of [Xuan Yin Sand]."

Patriarch Xu's face changed slightly, and he finally gritted his teeth and took out a black jade bottle from his storage bag: "Fellow Daoist Luo is indeed very sharp-eyed. This is the last of my stock."

The deal was done, and Patriarch Sun could not wait to stand up. A golden scale appeared in the palm of the old man with a white beard and a drooping chest. "My [Golden Armor Earth Dragon Reverse Scale] is a fourth-level mid-grade defensive treasure." He swept his eyes over everyone, "I want to exchange it for the [Demon Condensing Pill] that can help a third-level spirit beast break through to the fourth level."

Everyone looked at each other.

The inspector of the Imperial Divine Service wearing a bronze mask suddenly spoke up: "I do have a [Pseudo-Demon Condensing Pill]. Although it cannot really help the spirit beast break through the fourth level, it can temporarily gain the fourth level combat power."

Patriarch Sun shook his head.

Just as the atmosphere was stagnant, Fairy Tan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly threw out a jade slip: "Daoyou Sun, this is the incomplete [Spiritual Enlightenment Technique] of the ancient Beast Taming Sect. Although it is not as effective as the Demon Condensing Pill, it can help spirit beasts gain wisdom."

talking.

He took off the spirit beast bag from his waist and threw it to Chief Sun, "There are three rare [Wind Chaser Marten Cubs] in it, just use them as a supplement!"

Patriarch Sun took the jade slip and examined it for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Great! Although it's not what I asked for, it's worth it!"

When it was Zheng Wanhu's turn, the commander of the Zhenshi Division took out a blood-red short knife with a cold face: "[Blood-Drinking Knife], a fourth-level mid-grade magic weapon. I want to exchange it." He swept his eyes over the crowd, "A Buddhist magic weapon that can break the blood curse."

The pavilion was completely silent. Master Lin, wearing silver gloves, sighed, "Master Zheng's request, I'm afraid only the high monks of Wanfo Temple can satisfy it."

Zheng Wanhu snorted coldly and retracted the dagger, obviously failing to achieve his goal.

When it was Li Wanhu's turn, he slowly took out a green jade bottle from his sleeve. The bottle was wrapped with strands of emerald green light. As soon as it appeared, the pavilion was filled with a strong vitality, as if one was in a thousand-year-old forest.

“【Innate Yi Wood Qi】.” He tapped the bottle with his fingertips, and a wisp of green air rose up, transforming into an illusory towering ancient tree in mid-air. Among the swaying branches and leaves, there was actually the rhythm of the great way flowing.

Fu Changsheng's pupils suddenly shrank and he clenched his fingers in his sleeves slightly.

——This is exactly the last material needed for "Muque Ningdan Jue"!
Li Wanhu glanced at everyone:
"I got this item from the depths of the ancient forest in the East Wasteland. It can help wood-based practitioners break through bottlenecks and can also be used to refine high-level elixirs." He paused, a little nervous, "What I want is a magic weapon of the Wu clan."

There was silence in the cabinet for a moment.

Luo Haitang's eyes moved slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Patriarch Xu shook his head and said, "The Wu Clan has long become a legend, and their magic weapons can only be found in ancient ruins. Fellow Daoist Li's request is too harsh."

Chief Sun stroked his beard and pondered: "I have seen a few relics of the Wu Clan before, but unfortunately they have been destroyed long ago."

The divine inspector's eyes flickered beneath his mask, but he did not speak.

Li Wanhu was a little disappointed when he saw this. If that was the case, he would return empty-handed. He gritted his teeth and said, "How come you, the dignified Jindan True Immortals, can't even take out a thing from the Wu Clan?"

His eyes never fell on Fu Changsheng, as if he had already expected that Fu Changsheng was just here to broaden his horizons and definitely could not produce any treasures.

however--

Fu Changsheng slowly stood up, his expression calm, and took out a dark red leather drum from his storage bag. The drum surface had strange patterns, and faint blood-colored runes were flowing. As soon as it appeared, it exuded a murderous aura.

"[Human Skin War Drum]." He said in a low voice, "It is a sacrifice item of the Wu Clan. It is made from the skin of a Jindan cultivator. It can shock the soul and disrupt the enemy's magic power."

There was a flash of disbelief in the eyes of everyone in the hall.

——They didn’t expect that Fu Changsheng could actually take out the witch clan’s magic weapon!
Luo Haitang's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Patriarch Xu was amazed: "Patriarch Fu is really a man of hidden talents."

Today, they truly changed their view of Fu Changsheng, and even vaguely regarded him as a peer.

Li Wanhu had a complicated expression. He didn't like Fu Changsheng in the first place, and he didn't want him to get what he wanted. But at the moment, no one except Fu Changsheng could produce the Wu Clan's item. He was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, since Clan Leader Fu has this item, let's exchange it."

He raised his hand and waved it, and the jade bottle flew towards Fu Changsheng, but before the handover, his fingertips trembled slightly, and a dark green breath quietly seeped into the bottle and merged with the innate Yi wood energy, leaving no trace.

——It was a ray of soul-corroding Yin energy. If it was integrated into the practice of wood-based exercises, there would be no problem in the early stage. But as time went by, it would quietly erode the meridians, eventually leading to a disorder of magic power, or even possession by the devil!

Fu Changsheng took the jade bottle, touched the bottle lightly with his fingertips, felt the surging vitality in it, and felt slightly relieved.

——Finally, I have gathered all the things needed for "Muque Ningdan Jue"!

Li Wanhu took the human skin war drum, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, then he restrained himself and said lightly: "Patriarch Fu is lucky."

Fu Changsheng didn't say much, but just bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, sir."

Li Wanhu snorted coldly, said no more, turned around and sat back in his seat.

The spiritual tea on the jade table had been changed three times, and it was the turn of Fairy Tan wearing silver silk gloves. The beautiful woman chuckled and took out something from her sleeve - it was half a scroll of ancient bronze scrolls!

"My fellow Taoists, please have a look." Her fingertips slid across the mottled copper rust on the surface of the ancient scroll. Under the dark green rust, a few incomplete ancient seals could be vaguely seen. "I found it in the ancient tomb of the Eastern Wasteland. Although only half of the scroll remains, but..."

The moment the ancient scroll was unfolded, the thirty-six eternal lamps in the pavilion suddenly swayed together! The shadows of the lamps flowed on the bronze surface like living things, vaguely outlining a picture of the Yellow Springs flowing.

"I want to exchange this item." Fairy Tan opened her red lips slightly, and the silver bells on her wrist jingled, "A piece of fourth-grade top-grade Qingxin jade that can resist inner demons."

"Ridiculous!" Li Wanhu sneered, "Is Fairy Tan crazy? This piece of broken copper and rotten iron is not worthy of exchanging for the Pure Heart Jade!"

Patriarch Sun squinted his eyes to look at the blurred ancient characters, his white eyebrows furrowed like mountains: "I barely recognized the word 'Huangquan'. Could it be a relic of the Yin Gui Sect?"

Luo Haitang gathered a wisp of purple energy on her fingertips and touched the ancient scroll, but the purple energy disappeared like a drop in the ocean. "It does have some tricks." The phoenix pattern on her purple robe suddenly stood up like scales, "but it's too incomplete, not worthy of a fourth-grade upper grade."

The smile on Fairy Tan's face gradually froze. She knew that this item was strange - when she succeeded more than a hundred years ago, two Zifu who were accompanying her died suddenly on a full-moon night, and their bodies were covered with red spider lilies. This ancient scroll was in her storage bag, and even the spirit beasts were restless.

"Then the third-level soul-nourishing wood plus twenty high-quality spirit stones will be fine." She gritted her teeth secretly, and the sound of her wrist bell was already filled with a bit of anxiety.

Li Wanhu sneered when he heard this: "Fairy Tan, why don't you just say you want to exchange it for spirit stones? Things like these that have unknown origins might be carrying ancient curses." Everyone was discussing.

Fu Changsheng exchanged the information quietly.

"Fu is willing to give me a piece of Soul-Nourishing Wood." He suddenly spoke, taking out a piece of wood with a green glow from his storage ring, "plus ten self-made third-grade top-grade Heart-Clearing Talismans."

Li Wanhu looked at him as if he were a fool: "Patriarch Fu, you are indeed wealthy and very rich."

Fairy Tan's eyes lit up. She was in urgent need of the Soul-Nourishing Wood to heal her hidden injuries. Although it was a low-grade fourth-grade one, not as good as expected, she had no hope for this trip, because no one was interested in this ancient scroll at the previous Golden Elixir Exchange Conferences.

"Deal!" She was afraid that Fu Changsheng would go back on his word, so she pushed the ancient scroll across the jade table as soon as the silver bell rang. The bronze and jade collided, making a grinding sound that made one's teeth ache.

Half an hour later.

Luo Haitang tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, and a light purple restriction silently unfolded, isolating the inside and outside of the cave.

"My fellow Taoists." Her eyes swept through the crowd, finally lingering on Li Wanhu's gloomy face. "Now that we have exchanged treasures, let's discuss Taoism and answer questions. According to convention, everyone can raise one question and everyone can answer it together."

The Sun clan leader frowned slightly, and tapped his knees with his skinny fingers in his sleeves: "I am stuck in the third decade of the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, and my true essence is as stagnant as iron. Do you know how to resolve the 'Golden Evil Condensation Pill' method?"

——Golden Evil Condensed Pill is a common shackle for gold-attribute cultivators when they break through. Their true essence solidifies and can no longer circulate.

Patriarch Xu pondered: "I once used the [Earth Core Fire Milk] to temper my meridians, and supplemented it with the [Separation Fire Forging Gold Art]..."

Li Wanhu interrupted with a sneer: "Fire overcomes metal? Old Ghost Sun's body has long been soaked in the metal evil, and forcing the fire spirit to use will only cause the meridians to burst!"

Fu Changsheng suddenly spoke up: "Why not do the opposite - use water to 'moisten things silently', first transform the gold evil into liquid, and then induce the 'Genjin Thunder Tribulation' to reshape the true essence." A wisp of water mist condensed from his fingertips, and thunder patterns appeared in the mist. "Junior has seen this method in the 'Xuan Yin Zhen Jie'."

Everyone was startled.

Luo Haitang's eyes lit up slightly. "Fellow Daoist Fu's method... is consistent with the record of the breakthrough of 'Master Xuanming' ten thousand years ago." She waved her sleeves, and an image of a fragmentary jade slip appeared in the air. "Unfortunately, this method requires 'Xuanming True Water' as an inducement, which has long been extinct."

Patriarch Sun breathed rapidly: "Little friend Fu, do you have Xuanming True Water?"

Fu Changsheng smiled calmly, and a jade bottle of ice slipped out from his sleeve: "What a coincidence, I just got three drops in the Kunlun secret realm."

——The dark blue liquid in the bottle was moving like a living thing, and the cold air actually froze the jade table into tiny cracks!
There was a flash of joy in Patriarch Sun's eyes, and the two of them communicated with each other on the spot, and soon reached a deal.

The beautiful woman of the Tan family gently stroked the red line between her eyebrows and sighed, "When I was refining the 'Blue Nether Soul Lamp', I suffered a backlash. Now my consciousness is split into two, fighting day and night... Do you have any good ideas?"

——The shadow of an ancient bronze lamp appeared behind her, and in the green flame of the wick there were two human figures entangled and tearing each other apart!
Zheng Wanhu frowned: "The Buddhist Diamond Sutra may be able to suppress it, but Fairy Tan practices the way of ghosts..."

Patriarch Xu shook his head: "It is better to cut off half of the spiritual consciousness. Although it will damage your cultivation, it can save your life."

Fu Yongxuan suddenly stood up, the cloud pattern on her star-patterned white robe flowed, and the Cold Moon Condensed Frost Sword rang softly in its sheath: "Senior Tan, you can try the 'Taiyin Refining Spirit Technique' - freeze the split consciousness with the extremely cold sword intent, and then reshape it with the power of the moonlight." She put her fingers together to form a sword, and a wisp of frost turned into an ice bridge, temporarily freezing the two phantoms of the wick. "The golden elixir vision of this junior is exactly the 'Moon Shining on the Cold Pond', maybe it can help you."

Fairy Tan's eyes suddenly lit up: "If it works, I will give you the seeds of the Ghost Tree as a gift!"

Li Wanhu said sourly: "The father and daughter of the Fu family... they always give people surprises. When I was practicing recently, I always saw the illusion of a sea of ​​blood... Do you know how to resolve the 'Seven Emotions Evil'?"

——The fingers in his sleeves trembled slightly, and it was obvious that the demon in his heart had already invaded deeply.

Everyone was silent. The Seven Emotions Evil was caused by excessive killing, and ordinary Heart Cleansing Mantras were completely ineffective.

Zheng Wanhu suddenly asked, "Fellow Daoist Li, have you ever heard of 'fighting poison with poison'?"

He took out a blood-colored jade pendant and placed it on the table. "This item is called [Blood Evil Soul-Calming Jade]. It can absorb evil spirits and refine them for your own use. But you must first lead your inner demons into the jade. The process... is as painful as having your soul pulled out."

Li Wanhu stared at the jade pendant, with a struggle in his eyes.

...

While everyone was discussing the Dao, a [Photo Stone] in Fu Changsheng's sleeve was silently rotating, recording every word of his cultivation experience.

——These experiences are priceless treasures to the Fu family!
The discussion ended and everyone stood up to say goodbye.

Before leaving, Patriarch Sun glanced at Fu Changsheng and said, "Friend Fu has broad knowledge, and doesn't look like a purple mansion. If you have time, you can come to my house often to chat with me."

“Thank you for the compliment, Patriarch Sun,” Fu Changsheng bowed.

at the same time.

A familiar mechanical voice sounded in Fu Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness:
"Ding"

"You have added a copy of the Golden Elixir Discussion Photo for the family, which is the first copy in the family. The family contribution value has been changed to 6,000."

When Fu Changsheng saw Zheng Wanhu and the man from the Divine Control Department were about to leave, he quickly sent a message to them. The two of them paused, looking suspicious, but still stayed.

After Li Wanhu and the three golden elixirs of Jingzhou left, Fu Changsheng winked at Fu Yongxuan. Fu Yongxuan waved his sleeves, and the restrictions in the cave closed layer by layer, and even the air seemed to solidify.

Fu Changsheng turned around and looked at Luo Haitang, Fu Yongxuan, and the messenger of the Imperial Divine Department, Zheng Wanhu of the Zhenshi Department, with a solemn expression:

"I am keeping you here today because Jingzhou is facing a great disaster."

He raised his hand and a map of Jingzhou drawn by spiritual light appeared on the table. Dozens of spiritual vein nodes on the map were glowing a strange dark red color.

"Master Bai Ling of the Wan Ling Sect in the Far West has sent Master Xue Teng to sneak into Jingzhou and plant the 'Soul Devouring Blood Vine' in the spiritual medicine gardens of the major families."

He tapped his fingertips lightly, and several blood-red vine phantoms appeared on the map, wriggling like living things, slowly eroding the spiritual veins.

"This vine is parasitic on spiritual medicines and absorbs the blood of cultivators. Three years later, when Master Bai Ling starts the blood sacrifice ceremony, all the creatures in Jingzhou will become sacrifices."

Fu Changsheng finished speaking.

Everyone's expressions changed.

A very light inhalation sound was heard from under the bronze mask of the God-protecting Messenger.

If True Man Bai Ling really succeeds, millions of lives in Jingzhou will be turned into blood sacrifices, and the entire Yushen Division will probably be punished for "dereliction of duty" by the imperial court.

Zheng Wanhu, the governor of the Ministry of Public Security, also had a sudden change of expression, with a thin layer of sweat oozing out of his forehead. He slammed the table and growled:
"How dare you, Wanling Sect, to cause trouble right under the nose of our Zhenshi Division!"

If Fu Changsheng had not pointed it out today, once the blood sacrifice began, his position as "Wanhu" would probably become a crime in the "Jiuyuan Dungeon".

Luo Haitang had never expected that this Bailing Zhenren would be so persistent. With a cold light in his eyes, he looked at Zheng Wanhu and the Divine Envoy:
"Thirty years ago, the 100,000 mountain beast tide, the 'Ghost Face Insect Master' was the work of Master Bai Ling. At that time, we were unable to find evidence of his crime and failed to investigate further, so Master Bai Ling escaped. Now it seems that Master Bai Ling was sure that we could not find any evidence against him, so he dared to attack again and again!"

The Great Zhou and the Far West have an agreement.

Jindan cannot interfere with hostile forces, but Master Bailing turned a blind eye.

Murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the four Jindan.

Seeing this, Fu Changsheng tapped on a few of the scarlet spots on the map:
"Everyone, according to what our Fu family has detected, these soul-devouring blood vines have become symbiotic with the earth veins. If we rashly eradicate them, it will definitely damage the foundation of the soul veins. We must first capture the thief. I suggest that we first find the specific location of the mother seed of the demon vine."

There was a pause.

Continued:
"In addition, in order to prevent Master Bai Ling from doing any more evil, we must find where Master Xue Teng is hiding and capture him alive as a witness."

"Of course. If we let Master Bai Ling escape this time, I will personally take the blame and plead guilty, even if the court doesn't have to punish me." The messenger from the Imperial Divine Department was obviously very angry, and said, "I can mobilize the [Demon Mirror] to monitor the entire territory and locate the mother seed of the demon vine."

[The Magic Mirror] is the treasure of the Yushensi.

The fact that this divine envoy can call upon this treasure shows that his background is not simple. No wonder he has been wearing a mask all the time.

Zheng Wanhu's eyes flashed with sternness: "The Zhenshi Division can dispatch elite troops to monitor the movements of the major families and locate the whereabouts of Master Xueteng!"

Luo Haitang was somewhat troubled:
"It will take some time to capture Master Xueteng alive. He is a veteran Jindan and has been stuck in the middle Jindan stage for hundreds of years. Now he may have reached the threshold of the late stage. He practiced the "Xueteng Sutra" and placed all his magic power in the demon vine. As long as there is a vine tendril left, he can escape through the earth veins."

"If we can't subdue its main body with one strike, even if we cut off 90% of its vine body, it will still escape."

A dull voice came from under the bronze mask of the Imperial Gods' messenger: "Although the magic mirror can lock the evil spirit, if the Blood Vine Master breaks up into small pieces and hides in various spiritual medicine gardens."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Zheng Wanhu's eyes. "Then we set up a trap to lure him out. Since Master Xueteng wants to maintain the growth of the demon vine, he must regularly inspect the parasitic sites. We spread the news that the ancient spiritual plant 'Nine-Hearted Begonia' was found somewhere - this thing has a fatal attraction to the Soul-Devouring Blood Vine."

Luo Haitang's eyes flickered slightly: "To trap an evil cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, an ambush alone is not enough. We need a magic weapon that can restrain the wood-type escape technique. I have the 'Qingming Zhenling Lantern' here, which can temporarily seal the wood spirit energy within a radius of ten miles."

Fu Yongxuan continued: "Cooperate with my 'Frost Moon Locking Heaven Formation' to freeze the flow of the earth veins."

The messenger of the God Control Department said: "I will ask the General Department to dispatch the 'God Binding Rope'. Since Master Bai Ling does not take our Jingzhou Golden Pill seriously, this time we will let him, the chess piece, become our hunting dog."

Everyone discussed the remaining details.

The atmosphere in the cave eased a little. The shadow of the blood-red vine was still slowly crawling on the table, but everyone's expressions were no longer as solemn as before.

The envoy of the Imperial God Department was silent for a moment, and a deep voice came from under the bronze mask: "Master Fu has discovered the hidden danger this time, which is a great contribution to Jingzhou. I will personally submit a letter after the matter is completed, but before that."

He shook his sleeves, and a beam of green light flew out and landed in front of Fu Changsheng——

It was a green jade talisman with fine golden lines flowing on its surface and a faint dragon-shaped shadow wandering in it.

"This is the 'Green Dragon Demon Suppression Talisman' bestowed by the General. It can block a full-strength attack from an early Jindan cultivator." The messenger paused, "Master Fu has not yet formed a Jindan, so this item may be able to protect him."

Zheng Wanhu laughed when he saw this, and took out a red jade box from the storage bag on his waist: "Since the God Control Department has made a move, my World Control Department cannot be stingy."

With a flick of his finger, the lid of the box opened, revealing a blood-red pill. The fragrance of the medicine instantly filled the cave, and even the air became a little hotter.

"'Red Sun Tempering Heart Pill' is a secret from my Zhenshi Division." A trace of pain flashed across Zheng Wanhu's eyes, but he still said cheerfully, "It ignores the spiritual root skills and can help Purple Mansion cultivators hone their magic power and increase the chance of forming a pill by 20%."

Fu Changsheng took the two items solemnly, bowed and said, "I will remember your generous gifts."

Zheng Wanhu suddenly lowered his voice: "Since the head of the Fu family is going to be canonized as a sixth-rank family, you should form the golden elixir as soon as possible." He paused and lowered his voice, "When you achieve the golden elixir, there will be a great opportunity..."

Later it was changed to voice transmission.

Luo Haitang raised his eyebrows slightly: "You two are quite generous."

The eyes of the God Controlling Envoy flickered slightly under the mask: "Master Fu has such insight at such a young age. When he achieves the Golden Elixir, he will definitely be a pillar of our Jingzhou."

Zheng Wanhu was even more direct, with a rare smile on his rough face: "I only admire people with real skills! Fu boy, when your Golden Elixir Ceremony comes, I will definitely ask you for a glass of wedding wine."

Fu Changsheng smiled modestly.

After the messenger from the God Control Department and Zheng Wanhu left, the restrictions in the cave were closed again.

There were only his own people left in the cave.

Luo Haitang leaned against the jade throne, his purple eyes slightly narrowed.

"The God Control Department and the World Control Department have always been stingy, but today they are willing to spend so much money." She curled her lips into a cold smile, "But it's no wonder - if the blood sacrifice is really launched, the two of them will lose their jobs at best, and at worst they will be thrown into the imperial court's Nine Nether Dungeon. After today, Chief Fu has two more 'friends' in Jingzhou, but the 'friendship' of the court's lackeys is clearly marked with a price. When you can take advantage of their power, Chief Fu still has to be very careful when dealing with them."

"Thank you for the reminder, Master!"

"You two haven't seen each other for many years, so you must have a lot of private things to talk about. Go now, and don't waste your time here."

Luo Haitang waved his hand.

Fu Yongxuan had just that in mind, and happily led Fu Changsheng through the many restrictions to the Hanyue Cave where he practiced. Frost condensed on the cave walls carved with ice crystals, and a thousand-year-old snow ganoderma was breathing quietly in a jade basin.

Fu Yongxuan flicked his sleeves lightly, and the stone door of the cave closed silently, isolating all the noise from the outside world. She turned and looked at her father, the coldness in her eyes faded, and became a little softer.

"Father, please sit down." She pointed to the cushion beside the jade table, and knelt opposite it, pouring tea with her bare hands. The aroma of tea lingered, and the mist blurred her cold face.

Fu Changsheng took the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Xuan'er's tea art has become more and more exquisite. This spiritual tea is probably of the fourth grade, top grade, right?"

Fu Yongxuan nodded slightly, then asked, "Is everything okay at home? How is mother's health?"

When mentioning Liu Meizhen, a trace of tenderness flashed in Fu Changsheng's eyes: "Your mother is fine, but..." He paused, and smiled more deeply, "She is pregnant again. Calculating the date, she should give birth in half a year."

Fu Yongxuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and the tea almost spilled. She raised her eyes, showing a rare hint of surprise: "Mom is pregnant again?"

Fu Changsheng laughed: "Yes, your mother is still talking about giving you a sister this time."

Fu Yongxuan lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips rose slightly: "Father is... full of energy."

Fu Changsheng looked at his daughter's face, which was thinner than the last time they met, and his eyes softened: "Your mother is pregnant with a good fortune, but she often misses you." He took out a gift box from his arms, "This is the golden elixir gift she specially asked me to give to you before she left."

Fu Yongxuan felt warm in his heart.

No matter how many children the mother had, she never forgot her daughter. She took the gift box with both hands. It was more solemn than the gifts sent by the Jindan Zhenren during the day.

"Where is Yongqing?" she asked.

"Yongqing has finally lived up to my father's expectations." Fu Changsheng's eyes flashed with relief. "Ten years ago, he broke through the Purple Mansion and married a Purple Mansion guest official. The couple made extraordinary achievements, so I rewarded him with Huixi County to let him gain some experience."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yongxuan suddenly choked on his tea and said, "Father, that fool Yongqing actually became the lord of a county? And he even married a guest official from the Purple Mansion?"

"That's right. Ever since he met Liu, his personality has changed a lot. In addition, Liu's daughter is good at fighting. With her in control of Huixi County, no one in the surrounding area dares to act rashly."

Mention Fu Yongpeng.

Fu Changsheng sighed in his heart, but he insisted on reporting good news instead of bad news, and just picked out the details, "As for Yongpeng's engagement ceremony, it was arranged by your mother herself. The girl from Wuzhou's Wu family has a strong temper, and she is a good match for him. Yongling..." Fu Changsheng shook his head and laughed, "That kid is obsessed with swordsmanship all day long. A few days ago, he even shouted that he wanted to challenge Yongqing, but he was beaten black and blue in the end."

Fu Yongxuan snorted: "You deserve it."

Fu Changsheng laughed: "You are exactly what Yongqing said!" He took out a brocade box and said, "This is the sword talisman carved by Yongling. He insisted that I personally deliver it to you."

Fu Yongxuan looked down at the crooked "Xuan" sword symbol in the box, and her fingertips brushed the edges that had not been polished smooth. The ice crystals in the cave made her eyes slightly red.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly stood up and walked towards the inner room. When the mysterious ice cabinet was opened, cold air spread out, revealing dozens of jade boxes with various talismans attached to them. "These are the gifts." She paused on the box marked "Fifth-Rank Tan Family" with her fingertips, and then took out a green jade bottle, "The fifth-level Qingling Pill is for mother to maintain her pregnancy." She also picked out a robe covered with star sand, "Qing'er's daughter-in-law is good at fighting, so this Tianxing robe will be given to her."

Fu Yongxuan's fingertips moved between the jade boxes, and finally stopped on a box with the "Yongling" talisman attached to it. She gently opened the seal, and the cold air dissipated, revealing a short sword as black as ink. There were dark patterns flowing on the sword body, like stars wandering in the night sky.

"Yong Peng is introverted, not as outspoken as Yong Qing, but he is very stubborn in his bones." She stroked the sword's spine with her fingertips, and the sword body hummed, as if responding, "This 'Xuan Ye Sword' is what I got in my early years. There is a trace of 'Han Yue Sword Intention' hidden in the sword. If he completes his foundation building, he can use it to comprehend the way of the sword."

She paused, then took out an ice crystal jade slip from the bottom of the box, placed it between her brows for a moment, and then handed it to Fu Changsheng: "It contains the foundation-building chapter of the Cold Moon Sword Scripture that I compiled. If he practices it, his swordsmanship foundation will be solid in the future."

Fu Changsheng took the jade slip and scanned it with his spiritual sense, and he knew that the sword techniques in it were extremely exquisite and were definitely not passed down by ordinary sects. He raised his eyes to look at his daughter and saw that although her brows were still cold, there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes - that was her rare concern for her family.

"Yong Peng has a very high level of understanding. If he can settle down after getting married," Fu Changsheng said softly, "If he gets your guidance, his future achievements will definitely not be inferior to Yong Qing."

Fu Yongxuan nodded slightly.

"Father, this is the 'Body Tempering Pill' for Yongling. It can help him sharpen his body so he doesn't get beaten up all day."

Fu Changsheng accepted them one by one and said with a smile: "If they knew that you still care about them, they would be very happy."

Fu Yongxuan pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but stopped. She was silent for a moment, turned around and walked into the cave. She pinched her fingers, and the frost on the cave wall suddenly condensed into a formation. A secret compartment slid open silently, revealing a jade box made of black ice. The box was covered with runes, and the cold air was so strong that even the air seemed to be frozen.

"Father." Her voice was low, but with unquestionable firmness, "This thing is for you."

Fu Changsheng's eyes focused, and he saw Fu Yongxuan holding the black ice jade box in his palm. The moment the lid of the box was opened, a vast wave of spiritual power swept through the entire cave, and even the magic power in his purple mansion trembled!

“What is this…?” Fu Changsheng wondered.

When the jade box was opened, a crystal clear "Xuanhuo Spirit Essence" lay quietly in the box. The whole body looked like it was carved from thousand-year-old fire jade, but inside it flowed strands of red spiritual patterns, as if it contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

Fu Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly. Even with his knowledge, he had never seen anything with such a majestic and pure spiritual energy.

(End of this chapter)