Chapter 474: Granting Seeds, Breakthrough, and Offering Treasures

Chapter 474: Granting Seeds, Breakthrough, and Offering Treasures

Chapter 474: Granting Seeds, Breakthrough, and Offering Treasures (10.2k)

Fu Yongkui was squatting in the yard, carefully mending his patched robe, when he suddenly heard a deafening slam on the gate.

"Brother Kui! Brother Kui! What a great event!" Fu Yongxin, a member of the same clan, rushed in excitedly and almost tripped over the threshold - the threshold was made of fragments of discarded flying swords, and Fu Yongkui had been reluctant to replace it.

"What's the hurry?" Fu Yongkui didn't even raise his head and continued to thread the needle. "If you break my threshold, you have to pay three low-grade spirit stones as compensation."

Fu Yongxin panted and said excitedly: "The clan leader summoned you! Your father finally remembered you!"

Fu Yongkui's hand trembled, and the needle tip pierced his finger, but he ignored the pain and raised his head suddenly: "Call me? Are you sure you called the right person?"

"It's absolutely true!" Fu Yongxin rubbed his hands, his eyes full of envy, "The clan leader said it himself, asking you to go to the main hall immediately. Brother Kui, your hard days are over! I guess, most likely you will be granted a marriage!"

"A granted marriage?!" Fu Yongkui stood up suddenly, his face turned pale instantly, as if he had heard some bad news.

——Raising a wife? Giving birth to a baby? How many spirit stones would that cost!
Just thinking about adding one more mouth to feed every day, giving gifts during festivals, needing resources for cultivation with a Taoist partner, and preparing marrow cleansing pills and enlightenment exercises after the child is born... Fu Yongkui felt dizzy and almost passed out.

"Brother Kui, why do you look like that?" Fu Yongxin pushed him in confusion. "This is a great thing! Marrying a lady from an aristocratic family will not only give you a generous dowry, but your status in the clan will also be different in the future!"

Fu Yongkui's mouth twitched, and he was thinking of an excuse in his mind: "Yongxin, you don't understand... I am in a critical period of cultivation. If I am distracted..."

"Oh, can the patriarch still harm you?"

“No, lust is a sword hanging over your head. I have five spiritual roots, and my cultivation speed is much slower than others. If I am delayed by women again, I will never achieve great success in this life.” Fu Yongkui shook his head like a rattle.

It is impossible to get married!
Fu Yongxin's eyes widened: "Brother Kui, are you crazy? The girl you can marry must be the daughter of a noble family. The dowry may be very rich. This is a good opportunity to turn things around! You don't have to live such a hard life in the future!"

Fu Yongkui sneered: "Misery? What do you know? I call this 'maximum utilization of resources'!" He pointed to every detail in the yard -

Dried spiritual fruit cores are strung together to form wind chimes, which can be used as both an early warning and a snack.

The abandoned alchemy furnace was transformed into a flower pot, where medicinal herbs were planted;

Even the chamber pot in the corner of the yard is specially made to facilitate the collection of fertilizer...

"I'm living a very comfortable life now, why should I create trouble for myself?" He doesn't want to be a gigolo!

Fu Yongxin was speechless and choked up for a long while before he managed to utter, "Brother Kui, you are really... a rare flower in the world of immortal cultivation."

"You're the weird one. Go back first. I'll change my clothes and go."

Fu Yongxin then noticed that the robe on Fu Yongkui had been washed so much that it turned white, and there were patches on the cuffs. He hesitated to speak, and finally patted Fu Yongkui on the shoulder: "Brother Kui, when you become rich in the future, don't forget your brother!"

Fu Yongkui laughed dryly, but thought to himself: "Becoming rich? If I really get married, I'm afraid I won't even be able to keep my current shabby house..."

After Fu Yongxin left, Fu Yongkui rummaged through boxes and cabinets and finally found an old robe that was a little more respectable - it was the one that the clan distributed three years ago, and he usually didn't want to wear it.

As he tied his belt, he sighed, "Dad came to me suddenly, it must be bad news... Could he be going to take back the spiritual field in my yard?"

Thinking of this, he quickly ran to the backyard, hid the few barrels of "golden liquid" he had just collected in the cellar, and gave the lame puppet A Tie a death order: "Watch the house! Don't lose a single grain of spiritual rice!"

...

...

Fu Yongkui stood outside the patriarch's mansion, his palms slightly sweaty.

He looked up at the towering mansion. The vermilion lacquered gate was inlaid with a glowing array pattern, and there were majestic stone lions on both sides. Even the steps were paved with the finest green jade, which was so shiny that you could reflect a person's reflection.

"How many spirit stones will this cost..." He muttered subconsciously, then quickly shook his head and forced himself to calm down.

——This was the first time since he was born that he formally met his father, the head of the Fu family, Fu Changsheng!
Fu Yongkui took a deep breath and took out a palm-sized wooden box from his storage bag. This was the gift he had carefully prepared - his father had just been appointed as "Envoy of the Imperial Order" by the court not long ago, and as a son, he should express his gratitude.

Although he is stingy, he still has the proper manners.

"This is the spiritual tea I have been saving for three years. Even though it is made from other people's leftover tea dregs, it is the base of 'Qingxia Spiritual Tea' after all. It should be... presentable, right?" He was nervous and checked the box again to make sure it was not moldy before stepping forward.

As he stepped into the main hall, Fu Yongkui immediately saw Fu Changsheng sitting in the main seat.

——Majestic, profound, with an aura like an abyss or an ocean. Just sitting there gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

Fu Yongkui bowed quickly: "My son greets his father!"

Fu Changsheng's eyes moved slightly, and he spoke slowly: "Yongkui, you are here."

The voice was calm, and no emotion could be heard.

Fu Yongkui lowered his head, not daring to look around, and just respectfully presented the wooden box: "I heard that father was promoted to the rank of envoy, so I... prepared a small gift to congratulate father."

Fu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised.

He took the wooden box, opened it and saw a few slightly old tea leaves inside, but the charm was still there, and it was indeed the scent of "Qingxia Lingcha".

"Are you willing to give this as a gift?" Fu Changsheng said with a half-smile.

Fu Yongkui laughed dryly: "Father is very happy, so I can't come empty-handed."

——In fact, his heart was bleeding. If he sold these tea leaves, he could get at least one hundred and fifty-eight low-grade spirit stones!
Fu Changsheng closed the wooden box and looked at Fu Yongkui with deep eyes: "Yongkui, I have checked your files."

Fu Yongkui's heart skipped a beat.

"Your mother gives you a sum of resources every year, and the clan has never lacked your monthly allowance." Fu Changsheng said slowly, "But why... do you live so frugally?"

Fu Yongkui was silent for a moment, and finally raised his head and said seriously: "Father, I have five spiritual roots."

"It's already difficult to cultivate with five spiritual roots. If I don't save more resources, I'm afraid I won't have even a chance to build my foundation, purple palace, or form a pill in the future."

"So, I dare not waste it."

He did not give up on himself because of his five spiritual roots, but was able to prepare for a rainy day. He also did not become dependent on others just because he was the son of the clan leader. This is very good!
but.

Mentioned in the dossier.

People in the tribe have hardly ever seen Kui Ge'er take part in any fight, so this kid's ability to cope with changing circumstances remains to be tested.

He pondered for a while.

Fu Changsheng said:
“Brother Kui, as far as I know, you already have one foundation-building pill in your hand. You have been training in the Qi Refining Stage for many years, and you can break through with just one more foundation-building pill.”

There was a pause.

Fu Changsheng continued:
"Today, your father will give you a chance - if you can pass the test, I will give you another foundation-building pill."

And so on!

Fu Yongkui immediately clasped his fists and said, "Please give me your instructions, father!"

Fu Changsheng raised his hand and a ray of light turned into a scroll and unfolded -

"Within one month, go to Taiyin Valley and retrieve Qingyun Flower."

Fu Yongkui's pupils shrank.

Taiyin Valley?!

To the cultivators of Qi Refining, it was a dangerous place, filled with evil spirits all year round, and there were countless vicious beasts lurking in the valley!
Fu Changsheng's eyes were deep: "This mission is extremely dangerous, do you dare to accept it?"

Fu Yongkui took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes: "Child... take it!"

Fight for the Foundation Establishment Pill!
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Fu Yongkui stood at the entrance of Taiyin Valley, the wind was howling and the murderous aura was as sharp as a knife.

He touched the storage bag at his waist, which contained the treasures he had saved over the years.

"Tsk, this place, even the air smells of poverty..." He muttered and stepped into the valley cautiously.

After walking a few steps, there was a sound of fighting in front.

Fu Yongkui approached quietly and found that several scattered soldiers were being besieged by a group of "Soul-Eating Rats" and the situation was critical.

"Fellow Daoist! Help!" A female cultivator saw him and quickly called for help.

Fu Yongkui wanted to take a detour to save people? That would take a lot of spiritual energy!
But when he saw the storage bags in the mouths of the group of soul-eating rats, his eyes lit up!
"Don't panic, everyone! I'm here to help you!"

He rushed forward and swung the dagger in his hand -

"Crack!"

The sword is broken.

Loose cultivators: "..."

Fu Yongkui remained calm as he pulled out a handful of specially made spiritual rice that was lethally attractive to spirit-eating rats and scattered it far away!
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" The soul-eating rats were instantly attracted and rushed to grab the food.

"Run!" He growled, picked up several storage bags that had fallen on the ground and stuffed them into his arms.

The wandering cultivators were stunned, but they quickly followed him to escape the encirclement.

After being safe, the female cultivator expressed her gratitude: "Thank you for saving me, fellow Taoist! May I know your name?"

Fu Yongkui waved his hand: "Fu Yongkui."

"It turns out to be a member of the Fu family!" Everyone stood in awe.

Fu Yongkui laughed dryly, but he was thinking in his heart: "There should be something in these storage bags, it's worth it!"
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The deeper you go into the valley, the heavier the evil becomes, and even breathing becomes painful.

Fu Yongkui gritted his teeth and moved forward. Suddenly, he heard a fierce fighting sound in front of him.

He approached quietly and found that the Lin family members were besieging a "Xuan Yin Python"!
Behind the Xuanyin Python, a blue cloud flower was suspended in the air, emitting rich spiritual energy.

The Lin family was led by a foundation-building cultivator with powerful strength. The Xuanyin Python was quickly defeated and beheaded with a single sword!
"Hahaha! Qingyun Flower is ours!" The Lin family laughed.

Fu Yongkui narrowed his eyes, and suddenly took out a "stink pill" from his storage bag - this was a life-saving gift from his elder brother An An. Once this pill was activated, the circulation of magic power below the purple mansion would stagnate for a quarter of an hour.

For the foundation-building pill.

He gritted his teeth and cast a spell.

"Whoosh!"

The stinking pill was thrown accurately into the middle of the Lin family and exploded.

"puff--!"

"Ugh! What's that smell?!"

"Who put the poison?!"

The Lin family was thrown into chaos in an instant. Fu Yongkui took the opportunity to rush over, scooped up the Qingyun Flower, turned around and ran away.

"Stop!" The Lin family's foundation-building cultivator was furious and slapped him with his palm.

Fu Yongkui didn't even turn his head and activated a talisman to escape from the earth.

"boom!"

He instantly burrowed into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

The Lin family monk was furious:

"Where did this shameless little thief come from!"

On the way back, when passing by Qingxi Village under the jurisdiction of the Fu family, Fu Yongkui stood at the entrance of the village with a frown on his face.

——The whole village was lifeless, the spiritual fields were dry and cracked, and the air was filled with a smell of decay:
"what happened?"

He originally wanted to go back and report back.

He hesitated.

He stepped into the village anyway.

After walking a few steps, I heard a faint cry.

Following the sound, I saw a thin little girl hiding under a dilapidated eaves, shivering.

"Little sister, what happened in the village?" Fu Yongkui squatted down and asked softly.

The little girl raised her head, her eyes full of fear: "Big brother... a strange man came to the village and took everyone away..."

Fu Yongkui was startled and asked quickly, "What does that person look like? Which direction did he go?"

The little girl pointed to the valley behind the village with trembling eyes: "He, he went to the Black Wind Cave..."

After all, it is a village governed by the Fu family.

He couldn't just stand by and watch him die, especially since he was the son of the patriarch.

He gritted his teeth.

Fu Yongkui tracked the path all the way and finally found the "Black Wind Cave" deep in the valley.

There were gusts of cold wind in the cave, and the villagers' wailing could be faintly heard.

He sneaked in quietly and found a blood sacrifice formation in the cave. Dozens of villagers were tied up in the formation and were dying.

At the center of the formation, a black-robed evil man was frantically sucking the blood of the villagers!

"Hahaha! If I can suck up this blood food, I will be able to break through to the foundation-building stage!" The evil cultivator grinned, not noticing Fu Yongkui's arrival at all.

Fu Yongkui clenched his fists, weighing the pros and cons in his mind——

If he attacked directly, the other party was an evil cultivator who might have many evil secrets. If he was not careful, he might die. If he went back to ask for help, the villagers could not wait. If he delayed any longer, they would surely die!

He gritted his teeth and suddenly an idea came to him!
——Since fighting head-on doesn’t work, then...use your wits to defeat him!
Fu Yongkui quietly retreated to the cave entrance and took out a pile of rags from his storage bag.

A half-broken flag

A few broken spiritual stones

There is even the "Illusion Talisman" that he has treasured for many years.

He quickly set up a simple trap and then ignited the "Illusion Talisman". In an instant, the entire Black Wind Cave was like an explosion of underground fire!

"Huh? What's going on?!" The evil cultivator turned his head suddenly, and then his face changed drastically, "The ground fire is rioting?! Not good!"

He didn't care to continue the blood sacrifice, and rushed to the cave entrance, but stepped into the trap set by Fu Yongkui.

"Crack!"

The evil cultivator's feet slipped and he fell directly into a big pit!

Fu Yongkui had already covered the bottom of the pit with "solid talismans". As soon as the evil cultivator landed on the ground, he was instantly immobilized and unable to move!

"Which bastard is plotting against me?!" the evil cultivator roared.

Fu Yongkui then walked out slowly and said with a smile: "My fellow Taoist, you are suspected of illegal detention and blood sacrifice of mortals. According to Article 327 of the Great Zhou Immortal Law, I have the right to execute you on the spot."

Evil cultivator: “???”

——Where the hell did this weird monk come from? !
The idea just came up.

Fu Yongkui stabbed him in the throat with a sword, and took away his body and storage bag. This trip consumed a lot of his accumulated resources. He was so distressed that his face changed. After glancing at the storage bag, his face improved a little. Fu Yongkui turned and entered the Black Wind Cave, untied the villagers, and used his treasured "Resuscitation Pill" to help them recover their vitality.

The villagers were filled with gratitude and knelt down to thank him: "Master, you saved our lives. We will never forget it!"

Fu Yongkui waved his hands quickly:
"No, no, no, get up!"

Follow all the way.

Fu Changsheng, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene and rarely smiled.

This boy has a good character.

In addition to being too frugal.
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Fu Yongkui returned to the Fu family in a dusty state, holding the jade bottle containing the Qingyun flower tightly in his hand. When he arrived at the family mansion, Fu Yongkui respectfully handed over the jade bottle:

"Father, I have fulfilled your mission."

Fu Changsheng waved his sleeves, and the surrounding array patterns lit up, isolating the entire space. He stared at Fu Yongkui with a deep gaze, and said slowly:

"Brother Kui, do you really think that your father is just testing you for a mere foundation-building pill?"

Fu Yongkui was stunned, and his hand holding the jade bottle tightened slightly: "Father means..."

Fu Changsheng flipped his palm, and a glowing seed emerged, with five-colored spiritual patterns interwoven on it, and the sound of the Tao faintly echoing.

"This item is called 'Taiyi Five Elements Seed'. It is a secret item passed down by the ancient Five Elements Sect and is specially made for people with five elements spiritual roots."

"If it is implanted into the body, the power of the five elements can be used to reshape the foundation of Taoism. When the elixir is formed in the future, it can even be forged into a 'perfect five-element foundation of Taoism'. The solidity of the foundation far exceeds that of ordinary cultivators!" Fu Yongkui's pupils suddenly shrank and his breathing almost stopped.

——Perfect Five Elements Dao Foundation? !

He had been ridiculed since childhood for his five spiritual roots, and his cultivation was difficult, with every step being like walking on thin ice. But if he had this seed...

"Father...this, this..." His voice trembled and he could hardly believe his ears.

Fu Changsheng's eyes flashed with relief: "Although your spiritual roots are mixed, you have a strong character and know how to plan ahead. What's more rare is that you can adapt to danger instead of being reckless or retreating. You have performed well in this mission and are worthy of being entrusted with this magic seed."

Fu Yongkui's eyes were hot, and he knelt down and kowtowed: "Son... Thank you father for your cultivation!"

He rested his forehead on the ground, his heart filled with unprecedented excitement.

——Taiyi Five Elements Dharma Seed!
——I’m afraid this is a treasure that even the true old-line aristocratic families and the direct descendants of the aristocratic families may not be able to obtain!
Fu Changsheng raised his hand and said, "Get up. Although the Dharma seed is good, you will have to endure the pain of tempering your body with the five elements when it is planted in your body. If your foundation is not stable, your foundation will be damaged at best, or even die at worst."

Fu Yongkui took a deep breath and said firmly: "I am willing to give it a try!"

Deep in the Secret Pavilion: Five Elements Altar
Fu Changsheng personally set up the formation, and five-colored spiritual jades were inlaid around the altar, corresponding to the power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

"Sit cross-legged in the center, embrace the Yuan and keep the One."

Fu Yongkui sat down as he was told, closing his eyes and concentrating. He had practiced frugally for many years, and although his spiritual power grew slowly, it was honed to be extremely pure. At this moment, it flowed slowly in his body, like a rushing river.

Fu Changsheng pointed his finger, and the Taiyi Five Elements Seed floated above Fu Yongkui's head. Five-colored light poured down, enveloping him completely.

"kind!"

The Dharma seed turned into a stream of light and suddenly sank into Fu Yongkui's Dantian!
"boom--!"

In an instant, the power of the five elements exploded!

Fu Yongkui's whole body was shaking violently. His internal organs felt as if they were being burned by fire, pierced by ice, and pierced by metal and stone... The five elements were mutually generated and restrained, and they were rushing through his body like crazy.

"Hold on! Practice the Five Elements Foundation Building Technique!" Fu Changsheng's voice was as loud as a huge bell.

Fu Yongkui gritted his teeth and roared, veins popping out on his forehead, but he endured the heart-wrenching pain. Under the guidance of the Dharma Seed, the spiritual power he had accumulated over the years began to condense and transform on its own!
——No need for foundation-building pills, his foundation is already sufficient!

"Crack!"

It seemed as if the shackles in the body were broken, and the spiritual power surged like a tide, eventually condensing into a five-colored spiritual platform in the dantian - the foundation-building stage was accomplished!

Fu Yongkui slowly opened his eyes, five colors swirling in his eyes, and the aura around him was as thick as the abyss. He felt the surging spiritual power in his body and couldn't help but let out a long roar!
"Father! My child... has established his foundation!"

Fu Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, showing a rare smile: "That's right. This method will gradually merge with your cultivation level. When you form the elixir, the five elements will be formed. It will be hard to find an opponent at the same level."

Fu Yongkui knelt down again, and this time, his voice choked with sobs: "I will live up to my father's expectations!"

When Fu Changsheng saw that Fu Yongkui had stabilized his foundation-building stage, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Then he shook his sleeves, and a strange spiritual insect with a dark blue body and golden patterns on its back flew out. After circling in the air, it landed obediently in his palm.

"Brother Kui, this thing is called the 'Spirit Devouring Insect', a third-level spiritual insect that can devour spiritual energy and feed it back to itself. It can help you defeat the enemy at a critical moment. I will give it to you today as a spiritual beast to protect you."

Fu Yongkui was stunned at first, then his eyes flashed with ecstasy.

A third-level spirit insect! This is a treasure that even late-stage foundation-building cultivators would envy! He quickly took it with both hands, and the tentacles of the spirit-eating insect trembled slightly, as if greeting him.

"Thank you, father!" Fu Yongkui's voice trembled with excitement. He held the soul-eating insect carefully, fearing that it would fly away.

However, this joy did not last long. He suddenly thought of something and his face froze. Although the third-level spirit insect was powerful, it would probably cost a lot of spirit stones to feed it... He had saved a little money by living frugally over the years. After building the foundation, the resources for cultivation became even more scarce. With this "foodie", he was afraid that he would be even more stretched in the future.

Fu Changsheng seemed to see through his thoughts. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he did not point it out. He just suddenly changed the subject: "Brother Kui, you have already established your foundation. Do you have any plans to get married? Your father can find a few women from aristocratic families for you, so that they can help you in your future cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yongkui was immediately horrified and waved his hands quickly, "Father! I am devoted to Taoism and have no intention of getting married! Besides..." He paused and smiled bitterly, "Entering the foundation-building stage, the cost of cultivation is even greater than before. Add to that this soul-eating insect... I'm afraid I can't even support myself, so how dare I delay others?"

Hearing this, Fu Changsheng's eyes flashed with a smile, but he pretended to be serious and said: "The road of cultivation is long. If you have a Taoist companion to accompany you, maybe you will feel less lonely."

Fu Yongkui shook his head like a rattle and said repeatedly: "No need, no need! I think it's good to be alone. It's quiet and comfortable, and I can save a lot of spirit stones..." At the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, and it was obvious that he was feeling guilty.

Fu Changsheng finally couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head: "Forget it, it's up to you. Although the Soul Devouring Bug consumes spirit stones, if it can grow up, it will be of great help to you. You should cultivate it well and don't let your father down."

Fu Yongkui nodded quickly, but in his mind he had already started to think about how to save money in the future, how to increase revenue, and how to earn more spiritual stones to feed this "gold-eating beast". He looked down at the soul-eating insect in his palm. The little guy was tilting his head to look at him, with an innocent look, but he seemed to see a scene in the future where his spiritual stones disappeared like flowing water...

"Alas, what a sweet burden..." Fu Yongkui sighed secretly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly rise. After all, this was an opportunity given by his father, and he would cherish it - even if he had to eat dirt in the future!

"Young Master, this trip is dangerous. Are you really determined to go?" Uncle Zhong stood beside Fu Yongren, his brows furrowed, his tone full of worry.

Fu Yongren's eyes were firm, and he whispered, "Uncle Zhong, the information about Wolf Silver Mountain was hard to come by. If this is really a cave where a foundation-building cultivator has passed away, then I have all the resources I need to cultivate to the foundation-building stage."

His spiritual roots were forged after birth, and his cultivation speed was slower than those of the five spiritual roots. Since he was so appreciated by his father, he naturally did not want to disappoint his father, and wanted to build his foundation faster to show that his father had not made a mistake in choosing him.

of course.

There is another reason.

That is, he had a third-order black-scaled python, and he thought that dealing with a cave dwelling for foundation-building and meditation should not be a problem. He also wanted to test Xiao Hei's actual combat ability.

Uncle Zhong sighed, and finally nodded: "I will accompany you."

Before the morning mist dissipated, two figures had quietly left the Fu family’s residence and rushed towards the inner area of ​​the Shiwan Mountains.

"Master, Wolf Silver Mountain is thirty miles ahead." Uncle Zhong's gray temples were stained with dew, and the animal skin map in his hand rustled in the wind. "According to the intelligence, the cave where the foundation-building monk sat and died is near the cold pond in the shade of the mountain."

Before he could finish his words, a group of blood-eyed crows were suddenly startled out of the forest and flew over their heads in a black mass.

Fu Yongren's fingertips gently stroked the spirit beast bag on his waist, and the scales of the black-scaled python felt warm through the fabric. He squinted at the mountains in the distance that were shrouded in miasma. Although he was a little nervous, he was still calm:

"Uncle Zhong, let's go"

The two men passed through the dense forest and finally found a cave entrance covered by vines under a hidden cliff.

"Sure enough, there is a ban!" Uncle Zhong squatted down, touched the runes on the stone wall with his fingertips, and frowned slightly. "It's a second-level soul-sealing formation. It's not complicated, but the method is quite ancient."

Fu Yongren stood aside and looked around vigilantly: "Can it be broken?"

Zhong Bo nodded, took out a few battle flags from his storage bag, and said in a deep voice: "Master, please step back. I will crack it."

He just made hand gestures with his fingertips and inserted the formation flags into the cracks of the stone wall one by one. With the activation of spiritual power, the forbidden runes gradually dimmed, and finally shattered and dissipated with a "click".

"It's open!" Zhong Bo put away the flag and stood up, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

Fu Yongren felt a little relieved, but he also felt that something was wrong - the restriction was broken too smoothly.

As I stepped into the cave, a cold and damp smell hit me. The cave was not spacious, and in the center was a deep pool of water. The water was clear and you could see the bottom. On the surface of the water floated a three-colored lotus, with a full lotus pod and glowing red light. It was obviously mature.

"A third-rank spiritual object!" Fu Yongren's eyes flashed with surprise. The lotus seeds of the Xialian were of great help even to a Purple Mansion cultivator. His father had given him the Black Scale Python, and he was worried about how he could not repay his father. The object in front of him was just right!

He was about to go forward to pick them, but Uncle Zhong suddenly reached out to stop him: "Young Master, wait a minute!"

Fu Yongren was startled: "What's wrong?"

Uncle Zhong looked solemn, and glanced around: "This cave... is not right."

"Look at the edge of the pond."

Fu Yongren followed his gaze and discovered a withered skeleton sitting cross-legged by the pool. Its clothes had long since weathered away, leaving only a skeleton. Its hands were clasped in seals, as if it was meditating and passing away.

"Master of the cave?" Fu Yongren frowned, becoming even more alert.

Zhong Bo whispered, "Not only that, this cave is filled with resentment. I always feel like... it's a trap."

Fu Yongren pondered for a moment and said, "In this case, let's be careful, take the Xialian and leave."

Uncle Zhong shook his head: "Master, please step back and let me do it."

Without waiting for Fu Yongren to respond, Zhong Bo stepped into the pool and walked towards Xia Lian.

Just as Uncle Zhong reached out to pick the lotus pods—

"boom!"

The entire pool suddenly boiled, and the clear water instantly turned into scarlet blood! At the same time, hundreds of corpses floated to the bottom of the pool, both men and women, all with pale faces, wide-open eyes, and hideous looks of death!
"Oh no! It's an illusion!" Zhong Bo's face changed drastically and he pulled back suddenly, but it was too late!
A blood-red light curtain rose from the pool, covering the entire cave, and a cold laugh echoed in the cave:
"The last two people who are offering sacrifices have finally gathered together..."

"boom!"

The blood pool exploded, and a figure soared into the sky. It was a cultivator at the peak of the foundation building stage! This person had a sinister face, blood energy lingering around him, and his eyes were full of greed and madness:
"I have been planning for many years, using the three-colored lotus as bait to lure and kill the Qi-refining monks. Today, I finally have enough blood sacrifices to help me break through the Purple Mansion!"

Zhong Bo's eyes were red with anger, and he shouted sternly: "Master, hurry up! I will cover your retreat!"

The evil cultivator sneered: "How dare a mere Qi-refining old servant stop me?"

He raised his hand and swung it, and a bloody blade broke through the air and slashed towards Zhong Bo!
"Uncle Zhong!" Fu Yongren roared. Seeing that Uncle Zhong was about to die, he no longer hesitated and slammed the spirit beast bag on his waist.

"Roar--!"

A giant black-scaled python burst out of the air, and the murderous aura of the third-level spiritual beast instantly swept across the entire scene!

The evil cultivator's pupils shrank, but then he laughed wildly: "A third-level spirit beast?! Hahaha, my chance has finally arrived!"

Not only was he not afraid, but greed flashed in his eyes: "Boy, I want your spirit beast!"

The evil cultivator clasped his hands together, and a bloody light suddenly appeared in the cave. Countless blood-colored chains sprang out from the ground and walls, instantly wrapping around the black-scaled python!
“Roar——!” The black-scaled python struggled angrily, but the blood chain contained strange restrictions, making it difficult to break free for a while!
"Young master, be careful! This guy is proficient in blood sacrifice formations, and he has turned this place into a killing zone!" Uncle Zhong coughed up blood to warn, and forced himself to stand up and stand in front of Fu Yongren.

The evil cultivator sneered: "Old man, you are looking for death!"

His figure flashed and turned into a blood shadow and rushed straight towards Fu Yongren!

Zhong Bo gritted his teeth and rushed forward, but the evil cultivator was already half a step into the Purple Palace. With one slap, Zhong Bo's chest caved in, blood spurted out, and he fell heavily to the ground!
"Uncle Zhong!" Fu Yongren's eyes were red with anger, but the evil cultivator had already arrived in front of him, with his bloody claws grabbing his throat!
“Boy, be good and let this black-scaled python recognize me as its master, otherwise—” The evil cultivator applied force with his fingertips, causing Fu Yongren’s breathing to choke and his face to turn red.

Fu Yongren was filled with shock and anger, but at the critical moment of life and death, he remained calm.

"Okay... I promise you..." He said with difficulty, pretending to surrender.

The evil cultivator laughed triumphantly: "He who knows the current situation is a hero!"

He let go of Fu Yongren and urged, "Quick! Cancel the contract!"

Fu Yongren staggered back, but his hand quietly reached into his sleeve - there was a life-saving talisman given by Fu Changsheng!
"Xiao Hei, come here..." he called in a low voice, and the black-scaled python struggled to look at him.

The evil cultivator stared at the black-scaled python intently, his eyes full of fanaticism.

At this moment——

"boom!"

Fu Yongren suddenly crushed the talisman, and a brilliant golden light burst out, turning into a sharp sword light, cutting off the evil cultivator's head!
"What?!" The evil cultivator was horrified and hastily raised a blood shield to block, but the golden sword light was so powerful that the blood shield shattered in an instant!
"Puff!" Half of the evil cultivator's body was cut in half, and blood splattered!

"Ah——!" He screamed miserably and retreated frantically, but the black-scaled python had broken free from the blood chain and swept its huge tail across, cutting him in half!
"No... Impossible..." The evil cultivator fell to the ground with unwillingness in his eyes.

Fu Yongren walked forward coldly and crushed his head with one foot: "There are countless talented people in the world of immortal cultivation. I underestimated everyone in the world."

Uncle Zhong was seriously injured and unconscious. Fu Yongren fed him some medicine and put away the black-scaled python. Then he looked around the cave carefully.

The evil cultivator was killed and the blood sacrifice formation dissipated, but the floating corpses in the pond and the smell of blood were still sickening.

“If it weren’t for the talisman my father gave me, I would have died today…” Fu Yongren clenched his fists, feeling scared.

He originally thought that he could advance quickly with the protection of the third-order black-scaled python, but today's battle made him understand that the world of cultivating immortals is treacherous and unpredictable, and the slightest negligence will lead to eternal damnation!

"I will never be so reckless again!" he made up his mind.

While clearing the battlefield, Fu Yongren discovered that there were many treasures in the evil cultivator's storage bag. The most conspicuous of them were 50,000 low-grade spirit stones, which were piled up like a small hill and sparkled brightly.

Among the pills, three bottles of Blood Evil Pills had a pungent smell, which were obviously forbidden drugs used by evil cultivators to stimulate their combat power; one bottle of Soul Nourishing Pill and five bottles of Qi Rejuvenating Pills were legitimate cultivation materials. Among the magic tools, the Blood Evil Banner with a ghost face embroidered on it was sinister, and a set of Mysterious Yin Needles were as thin as cow hair, all of which were sinister.

What Fu Yongren was most concerned about was the black token with "Blood Demon Sect" engraved on it and a broken map of the secret realm. "Could this guy have an accomplice?" He frowned and put the token away.

Also.

There was also a pitch-black secret box, which remained motionless despite his attempts to probe it with his spiritual power and blood essence.
"This item is extraordinary. Take it back to the clan and make plans."

Zhong Bo woke up at this time. He was relieved to see Fu Yongren was safe and sound. Then he was even more relieved to know that Jie Xiu was dead. Then he looked at the black-scaled python with a shocked face, surprised and happy: "Master... this... is this a third-level spiritual beast?!"

Fu Yongren nodded: "It is the guardian spirit beast given to me by my father."

Uncle Zhong was so excited that he burst into tears: "The head of the family actually rewarded the young master with a third-level spiritual beast!"

This shows that the young master has a seat among the many descendants of the master.

Fu Yongren helped Uncle Zhong up and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Zhong, this matter must be kept secret, otherwise it may cause trouble."

Zhong Bo nodded solemnly: "I understand!"

Fu Yongren took out a bottle of Forget Worry Water and whispered, "Uncle Zhong, I'm sorry."

Zhong Bo drank it without hesitation. After a while, he fainted and started snoring.

“It’s not a good place to stay for a long time”

Fu Yongren left the cave residence very quickly, and returned to Yunshan County without rest day and night. After resting for less than a few days, he heard his father's message:

"Could it be that father knows that I went to explore the cave without permission?"

but.

He was also brave enough to take responsibility for his actions. It was indeed his fault for handling the matter improperly and taking risks. Although it would disappoint his father, he did not intend to hide it. Even if his father took the black-scaled python back:
"It's a good opportunity to let father check Jie Xiu's mysterious box that can't be opened!"

Fu Yongren stood outside his father Fu Changsheng's cave, with cold sweat slightly breaking out on his palms.

He took a deep breath, straightened his robe, and bowed respectfully: "Father, I want to see you."

The cave's restriction was silently opened, and a steady voice came: "Come in."

When he entered the cave, Fu Changsheng was sitting cross-legged on the jade couch, his spiritual power was as deep as the sea. The pressure from the Purple Mansion Master made Fu Yongren's breathing stagnate. He stood with his head bowed, waiting for his father to scold him.

however--

"Ren'er, come here." Fu Changsheng opened his eyes, his gaze was deep but without anger.

Fu Yongren was startled and walked forward slowly.

Fu Changsheng waved his sleeves, and a jade slip floated in front of Fu Yongren: "This is for you."

The jade slip was white in color, with a ferocious wolf head engraved on the surface, and faint moonlight flowing through it. Fu Yongren took it with both hands, and his spiritual sense swept through it, and his whole body was suddenly shocked!

"Sirly Wolf Combat Body"!
"Induce the moonlight to temper the body, transform the wolf's evil spirit into strength, the Heavenly Wolf howls at the moon, and the body becomes immortal. After being refined to perfection, the body can be comparable to a fifth-level monster, and can tear apart a fifth-level spiritual treasure with bare hands!"

It turned out to be a physical training method that could lead directly to the Nascent Soul stage! What shocked him even more was that this was not the original version, but a new version revised by his father himself.

Auxiliary practice of the Heart Purification Mantra: Suppress the wolf evil to prevent the erosion of the mind; Tempering the body in stages: Adjust the rhythm of the moonlight tempering, strengthen the meridians in stages, and avoid the backlash of the cold evil; Complete the fifth level: Complete the originally incomplete fifth level technique, and optimize the breakthrough method to ensure the stability of the body.

The originally obscure parts became clear and even at the key points, the best time to practice and precautions were marked.

Fu Yongren's eyes were slightly warm and his heart was filled with indescribable emotion.

He originally thought that his father summoned him to punish him for his reckless act of exploring the cave without permission and nearly losing his life, but he never expected... that his father would give him such a precious skill!

"Father..." His voice trembled slightly. He knelt on his knees and knocked his forehead heavily on the ground. "I am ashamed of your expectations!"

Fu Changsheng said calmly: "Stand up and talk."

Fu Yongren did not stand up, but lowered his head even lower: "Now that I have a third-level black-scaled python, I have become arrogant and lost my vigilance. I was almost framed by the robbers. If it were not for the life-saving talisman you gave me, I'm afraid..."

His voice choked with sobs as he told the whole story of the dangers of the trip to the cave. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I know I was wrong. Please punish me, father!"

There was silence in the cave.

Fu Yongren's heart was pounding as he waited for his father's wrath.

however--

"If you know how to reflect, you are not stupid." Fu Changsheng said calmly, "The road to immortality is full of murderous intent. If you can learn a lesson from life and death, it won't be in vain."

Fu Yongren suddenly raised his head and looked at his father in disbelief.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Fu Changsheng's eyes: "After this battle, you should understand that external forces are only external forces after all, and being strong yourself is the foundation."

"This 'Heavenly Wolf Combat Body' will be your main cultivation technique from now on."

Fu Yongren's heart was beating fast and his eyes were hot. He felt that his father's kindness was as heavy as a mountain and it was almost suffocating him.

He took a deep breath, took out the mysterious black box from Jie Xiu's hands, and presented it with both hands: "Father, this is what I got from Jie Xiu's storage bag. No matter how hard I try with my spiritual power and blood essence, I can't open it. I'm afraid there is something fishy. Please take a look, father."

(End of this chapter)