MTL - Natural Fairy Species-Chapter 147 Supreme Elder

  Chapter 147 Supreme Elder

   "According to me, I can give them a drop... The Hundred Flowers Sect has long sleeves and is good at dancing. The female disciples under the sect have a wide range of acquaintances, and they have a lot to do with many alchemy forces."

  Real Huoya stroked his sparse goatee, thinking of the graceful figure and breathtaking eyes of the head of Baihuamen Yumen in his heart, the fireworks in his sleeves became more prosperous.

   "How does Baihuamen have the qualifications to ask for Qingling chalcedony, Brother Huoya, don't try to help speak just because your concubine is from Baihuamen."

   Master Heifeng became anxious when he heard it, and the fat on his face shook.

   "I remember that Baihuamen has no real person of alchemy sitting in the town now, and the head of the sect is just a fake alchemy cultivator... It would have been nothing more than two hundred years ago. How can it be a drop of Qingling chalcedony now?"

   "Hmph, I heard that today a comrade who formed an alchemy came to visit the younger brother. Which sect has gone the way of the younger brother and wanted to seek the pure spirit chalcedony."

  Real Huoya was punctured by a junior whom he didn't usually look up to, and he blew his beard and stared angrily.

   "There is...Senior Brother Fang, fellow Daoist Yang from Qingfeng Sect, who wants to ask for three drops of pure spirit chalcedony."

   "What a big face, three drops!"

  Real Huo Ya's face twitched, and he said disdainfully: "The horned is a remote sect, a bumpkin from a small place, his appetite is as big as that of the Holy Lotus Sect!"

   "It can't be said that, after all, Qingfengmen is a sect with an orderly inheritance. For thousands of years, there has never been a real person who has formed an alchemy, and the martial arts in the sect are still authentic Taoism..."

  Realist Heifeng also knew that Master Yang's request was a little too much, but for the sake of tongue knowledge, he said embarrassingly.

   "Bullshit Taoist sect was suppressed and beaten by the Ghost Sect in the early years, and even the resources in the hinterland of the sect were searched clean!"

  True Huoya looked down on Qingfengmen very much in words.

   "Or simply follow Brother Feng's idea, seal up the Qingling chalcedony and no longer sell it to the outside world... In case the secret realm does not exist after hundreds of years, and my disciples have no spirits to use for alchemy!"

  Senior Brother Feng is the remaining Daoist of Alchemy from the Wanshou Sect.

  At this moment, he is retreating in the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave, attacking the late stage of alchemy.

   Among all the alchemy masters of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, he is the most conservative in dealing with Qingling chalcedony.

  The secret realm of the Wanshou Gate, when it was first brought under control, every Jiazi would condense a hundred drops of Qingling chalcedony.

   This number of alchemy spiritual objects, of course, the Wanshoumen itself cannot consume it.

   Take it out to exchange and sell it with other forces, and then form a custom later, only sell a drop of 20,000 spirit stones.

  But the sale object has to be selected by Wanshoumen, and there will be a favor owed.

   Originally, it was smooth sailing. With the size of Wanshoumen, the number of monks who have completed the foundation establishment in each Jiazi is less than ten.

  The excess Qingling chalcedony flowed to the seventy-two counties of the five prefectures of Liang State, and even monks from other countries traveled millions of miles, just for a piece of alchemy.

   But three hundred years ago, something happened in the secret realm of alchemy spiritual objects that Wanshoumen regarded as a treasure.

  The Qingling chalcedony produced that year was reduced to 80 drops.

  After one hundred and twenty years, it dropped again, only sixty drops.

  The most recent opening of the secret realm, only forty drops of Qingling chalcedony were harvested.

  According to the many explorations and speculations of the four Dan-Jie Daoren, there is only one conclusion, that is, the secret place here has reached the verge of collapse after it was discovered thousands of years ago.

  May collect another four or five times of Qingling chalcedony, and the entire secret realm will completely disintegrate, turning into fragments and floating in the turbulent space.

   This is the reason why Wanshoumen became more and more nervous about Qingling chalcedony, and there were two sets of purchase criteria.

  If it weren’t for the fact that the longest preservation period of Qingling Chalcedony is only sixty years, the idea of ​​Feng Zhenren would have been approved long ago—

  Put away all the Qingling chalcedony produced in the secret realm, not a drop of it flows out, and only for the disciples of the Wanshoumen to use.

   "Okay, what are the quarrels between the brothers!"

  Fang Tiansheng spoke slowly, his voice was like thunder, rolling and agitating in the hall.

  The Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect has a lion face and a broad nose. His silver-white hair and beard are messy, but his skin is as smooth as a baby.

"I will think of a way to deal with the secret realm. This time, I found a way to save it in the Holy Lotus Sect... but there are still two key items missing. If we can find them, it will at least delay the collapse of the secret realm by three hundred years! "

"Junior brother, you directly refuted it at Baihuamen. Heifeng's words are correct. A mere fake alchemy came to ask for Qingling chalcedony... What a wide network of contacts. Concubine, I will give you some face."

"Also, you should also control your temper and don't be too obsessed with women's sex... If you can't see hope in the short term in the middle of the alchemy, go down and give pointers to the younger generation. This year, there will be six Foundation Establishment completed, and they will all be around 30 years old. If you try to form alchemy in the first year, you should put in more effort to teach them the secrets of alchemy."

   "I have written down the words of the senior brother, and the younger brother will definitely change it."

  Reverend Huoya lowered his head, Fang Tiansheng saliva flew onto his face, and he didn't wipe it off, not daring to have the slightest temper of Reverend Jiedan.

  Fang Tiansheng is older than Master Yang, and to all the monks of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, he is the patriarch.

  But because of the practice of the Mantra of Yuling, with the help of the power of the natal spirit beast swallowing gold and walking the dragon, and taking a variety of life-extending pills, he can live to be eight hundred years old.

   Currently less than 500 years old, there is still a lot of time to hit the Nascent Soul Realm.

"As for the Qingfeng Sect, it's just a stubborn sect... Can't let go of the self-proclaimed authentic Taoist face, but also want to adapt to the atmosphere of this place, you can see one or two from their family's true inheritance test. Check the qualifications of the disciples Xinxing ends with the strength of the fight, why bother."

  Wan Beast Sect selects true disciples only based on strength.

  Regardless of personal strength or the strength of the accompanying spirit beast, as long as one can fight it out, one is qualified to be a true disciple.

   It's just that the position of this true lineage is not stable. Every two years, latecomers can challenge.

  Fang Tiansheng seems to know Qingfengmen very well, he has even done his homework on some details, and knows some real inside stories.

   "The patriarch of the Qingfeng Sect came across the sea and established his foundation in Liang Guo almost two thousand years ago. If there were no disciples who could support the lintel from generation to generation, the inheritance would have been cut off long ago."

   "However, Ge Cang has the appearance of a Nascent Soul... If he succeeds in transforming into a baby, the Qingfeng Sect will be really happy!"

   "Senior Brother Fang, there was a lot of rumors a few years ago that Ge Cang defeated the four alchemy masters of the Ghost Spirit Sect by himself. How true is this?"

   Master Huoya asked curiously, and with his ability alone, he was sure of winning the battle against any monk in the Ghost Spirit Sect.

  His natal spirit beast, Dinghuo Shenya, collects lamps, candles, and thousands of lights, and refines it into an inextinguishable real fire, which has the characteristics of fading and inexhaustible.

  Although it is not as effective as some real fires in restraining evil spirits and has additional lethality against demon monks, the darker and colder the environment, the more it can stimulate the supernatural powers of Dinghuo Shencrow.

   But with one against two, it can only maintain a tie.

   With one against four, Huo Ya is convinced that he has no choice but to run away, and he is somewhat sure of relying on Huo Ya's supernatural powers to protect himself and escape.

  He is determined not to believe that a monk from a remote sect can achieve such a shocking feat.

   There must be exaggerations or untruths in this.

  For example, Ge Cang used some powerful one-time rare treasure to scare away the alchemy masters of Ghost Spirit Sect.

   "How real?"

Fang Tiansheng raised his voice, thunder rolled in his chest, and he said with hatred: "I see that you are really obsessed with women, and you are dizzy... If it weren't for the ghosts from the Ghost Sect running fast, one counts as one, and all of them will be killed. Ge Cang's soul is gone!"

"Jiu Lian Zhenjun told me personally that this son's talent is placed in their Holy Lotus Sect, and it can be said to be once in a hundred years. The key point is that the monks with supernatural powers are extremely restrained, and even if they change to this seat, they may not be as fast as him to clean up the devil cubs. quick!"

   "Heifeng, go and talk to fellow Taoists of Qingfengmen, you can give them a drop... no, just three drops of Qingling chalcedony!"

  Fang Tiansheng remembered something and changed his mind.

   "But I want him to promise to you personally that he owes me two favors from the Wanshou Sect... Once from the Qingfeng Sect, once from Ge Cang himself. That fellow Daoist Yang is Senior Brother Ge Cang, so he should be able to make the decision for him."

   "As long as he agrees, you immediately take my warrant and go to the secret realm to get three drops of Qingling chalcedony for him!"

   "Although I don't like Qingfengmen's awkward style, this family is the most trustworthy... As long as they owe favors, don't worry about the day they won't get them back."

   "Understood, Brother Fang."

  Master Heifeng didn't expect that Fang Tiansheng would agree to Reverend Yang's excessive request.

   Originally, he wanted to ask for a drop of Qingling chalcedony, but even if he fulfilled Yang Zhenren's request, he would have the face to ask for that tongue awareness pill.

  When the two juniors had all exited the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall and Fang Tiansheng was the only one left, he closed his eyelids tiredly.

"According to the meaning of the Holy Lotus Sect, there must be Ge Cang in the Liansheng Secret Realm this time... When the time comes, send someone a message to let him pay attention to the spiritual objects in the space. If there are Junior Brother Feng and Ge Cang, as long as there is space this time There is a high chance that the spirit object will fall into their hands."

  Fang Tiansheng is one of the few great monks in the Liang Kingdom, and many things are not secrets in front of him.

   "If I can find a piece of Kongming Stone, I will go to Zengguang Immortal City to take a piece of Tier 4 Breathing Soil. I will ask a Tier 4 formation master to help. It will not be a problem to consolidate the secret realm for 300 years!"

  Three hundred years means that this secret realm of Wanshoumen can still harvest five rounds of alchemy spirits.

  Based on the minimum of forty drops of Qingling chalcedony per round, it is a full two hundred parts of the alchemy spirit.

   No matter how much you pay for it, it is worth it.

   "The old man is getting older, and there is at most one or two hundred years left... The third-order peak is sure, but how should the fourth-order spirit beast step out!"

  The deeper the cultivation of the Mantra of Yuling, the closer the relationship between the monk and the natal spirit beast will be.

  When he first formed the alchemy, it was Tunjindixinglong who pulled Fang Tiansheng's cultivation forward.

   Now, the situation has reversed, and Fang Tiansheng has been dragged down by the realm of the natal spirit beast.

  Tunjin Dixinglong has a trace of real dragon blood, and this step of promotion to the fourth rank is more difficult than that of ordinary spirit beasts.

   With conventional means, it must be too late.

Fang Tiansheng learned a secret through Jiulian Zhenjun. Thousands of years ago, the golden light horned dragon of a Yuanying Zhenjun in Beiyuan swallowed a grain of five-crystal divine iron, successfully accumulated to perfection, and survived the transformation. Lei Jie became a fourth-order spirit beast.

   Both are spiritual beasts with dragon blood, and they all have a hobby of devouring metal and mineral materials. This anecdote has great reference value.

   "Five-crystal divine iron...the world of cultivating immortals is so big, where is this fifth-order spiritual material hidden..."

  Compared to the Dandan Spiritual Realm that was in danger of collapsing, Fang Tiansheng was even more anxious because his own path was uncertain.

  (end of this chapter)