Two years passed quickly. In Qinghufang City, Shen Long strolled on the streets and took a look.
They have been in Jiang Country for more than five years. The three monster dragons appeared once and then disappeared. They have not been found in other countries so far, otherwise most of the alchemy monks would have left.
Invited by a friend, Master Bingcan and Master Chijiao went to a neighboring country to participate in an auction. They had the resources they needed to cultivate immortality.
Encountering a third-level dragon was entirely a probabilistic event. Some alchemy monks lost their patience and left Jiang Country.
"Friend Daoist Shen, long time no see."
A pleasant female voice came to Shen Long's ears.
Shen Long looked along the source of the sound and saw Mu Weiwei walking towards him.
Decades ago, Shen Long met Mu Weiwei in Juman City, and the two made a deal.
After not seeing each other for many years, Mu Weiwei has entered the Dan Dan stage.
"Xianzi Mu, long time no see, why are you here too?"
Shen Long asked curiously.
"I heard that there are third-order dragons in Jiangguo, so I came here. Can I take a step to talk? I have something to talk to you about."
Mu Weiwei said politely.
Shen Long nodded and followed Mu Weiwei to a teahouse and asked for a private room.
"I heard about the name of Fellow Daoist Shen when I first arrived in Qinghufang City. Fellow Daoist Shen refined high-grade elixirs at a young age, which is not bad!"
Mu Weiwei praised.
"Fairy Mu, let's get down to business! You're not just chatting with me, are you?"
Shen Long said.
"To be honest, I want to buy some healing elixirs from fellow Taoist Shen. I want high-grade elixirs."
Mu Weiwei's tone was sincere.
"I have high-quality healing elixirs, but it depends on what you want to exchange for them."
Shen Long said with a smile.
Mu Weiwei travels all over the country, so she must have a lot of good things.
Mu Weiwei thought for a moment, took out a cyan porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and a stream of pure spiritual energy surged out.
"There are two drops of thousand-year-old spiritual milk in it. If a pill-forming monk takes it, he can instantly restore his mana without any side effects."
Mu Weiwei said.
"Thousand-year-old spiritual milk! Only two drops?"
Shen Long said in surprise.
There are high-level elixirs on the market that can restore mana, but they only speed up the recovery and cannot restore mana instantly.
"Two drops are already very good. I spent a lot of money to get them. The other party brought them out from the Jueling Sea in the Beihai Immortal Realm."
Mu Weiwei explained.
"The Sea of Absolute Spirits!"
Shen Long suddenly realized.
There are seven dangerous places in the Qianyang Realm, and the Jueling Sea is one of them. In the Donghua Immortal Realm, there are two dangerous places: the Tomb of Immortals and the Valley of Ten Thousand Fires.
"There are only two drops. I'm at a huge disadvantage. This isn't the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk."
Shen Long said.
Mu Weiwei took out two exquisite golden jade boxes and opened the lids. There was a three-color lotus inside each.
"Two seven-hundred-year-old Sanxia lotus plants are loved by poisonous insects and beasts."
Mu Weiwei said.
Shen Long took out a golden porcelain bottle and handed it to Mu Weiwei. Said: "This is Jinzhi Pill! The healing effect is very good."
Mu Weiwei uncorked the bottle and poured out ten golden pills. Each golden pill had nine pill patterns.
She put it between her nose and sniffed it, then took it down with a happy face.
"Xianzi Mu, I have something to take care of, so I'll take my leave now."
Shen Long stood up and said goodbye.
Mu Weiwei didn't pay attention and stood up to see him off.
After leaving the teahouse, Shen Long headed straight outside Fangshi.
After leaving Fangshi, Shen Long turned into a ray of light and walked away through the sky.
Half an hour later, Shen Long came to the sky above a green bamboo forest and patted a green spirit beast bag on his waist. The golden-winged wind peng flew out from it and landed on the ground.
It has successively swallowed three third-level Qingfeng Peng's inner elixirs and three high-level beast-nurturing elixirs, and is finally about to hit the third level.
Shen Long's figure retreated, protecting the law from a distance.
The Golden-winged Fengpeng spread its wings and circled in the sky. After a circle, it made a sharp and piercing bird call. A thunderous sound was heard from high in the sky. Dark clouds were gathered, and a huge thundercloud appeared above the bamboo forest without any warning.
The golden-winged windpeng flew to the ground, a thunder sounded, and a thick silver lightning streaked across the sky, striking towards the golden-winged windpeng.
It flapped its wings lightly, and a cyan hurricane swept out, and was defeated by silver lightning. The silver lightning struck its body, and the lightning flooded its body.
There was a rumble of thunder, thunder and lightning, and thick silver lightning fell down.
Shen Long watched from a distance with a solemn expression.
When the twenty-sixth thunderstorm struck, the thunderclouds rolled and surged, green and red arcs emerged, turning into two-color thunderclouds.
"Two-color divine thunder!"
Shen Long said in surprise.
The impact of spiritual beasts and birds on the third level rarely attracts special thunder disasters. Unexpectedly, the golden-winged wind peng attracted a two-color divine thunder.
The two-color thundercloud rolled and surged, turning into a huge two-color thunder eagle. Its whole body was wrapped in countless two-color arcs, and it swooped down from high altitude.
The two-color thunder eagle had just approached the ground fifty feet, when a huge green tornado swept out. The two-color thunder eagle was defeated. Hundreds of giant wind blades flew out and struck the two-color thunder eagle one after another.
The body of the two-color thunder eagle exploded and turned into a huge ball of two-color thunder light, drowning the figure of the golden-winged Feng Peng. The powerful air wave flew away a large number of green bamboos, and before they landed, they turned into countless Sawdust and billowing smoke.
After a while, a sharp bird call came from the thunder.
A gust of wind blew by, and the golden-winged Fengpeng appeared in front of Shen Long. Its body was charred black, with a burning smell coming from its body, and it exuded an astonishing amount of spiritual pressure.
"It's advanced to the third level, not bad."
Shen Long was pleasantly surprised. He could feel a surge of mana pouring into his Dantian.
Golden-winged Fengpeng advanced to the third level, and he saved decades of hard training. If he hadn't advanced to the Danjie stage for a short time, he would have directly entered the middle stage of Danjie.
He fed Golden-winged Fengpeng a five-hundred-year-old green wind grass, put it back into the spirit beast bag, and returned to Fangshi.
As soon as he returned to his residence, Jin Chan Zhenren came towards him.
"Senior Brother Chu, haven't Master and Senior Brother Han come back yet?"
Shen Long asked casually.
"Not yet, maybe something has delayed us! Don't worry, their strength is not weak and there won't be any problems."
Jin Chan said.
Shen Long nodded, chatted for a few words, and then came to the alchemy room.
Shen Long patted the golden spirit beast bag on his waist, and hundreds of thousands of golden-winged fire ants flew out and floated in mid-air.
Under his vigorous cultivation, the number of golden-winged fire ants has reached hundreds of thousands, most of which are first-order.
Shen Long fed them some weapon refining materials and put them back into the spirit beast bag.
He released the Golden-winged Fengpeng and used a demon-detecting mirror to detect it. He was surprised to find that the purity of the Golden-winged Fengpeng's blood essence reached four.
Not all spirit beasts, spirit birds, and spirit insects advance to the Great Realm, and the purity of their bloodline essence will also increase accordingly. The higher the level, the harder it is to increase the purity of their bloodline essence.
The Yuling Sect once raised black phoenixes as spiritual birds to protect the sect. The purity of the blood essence of the fourth-level black phoenix reached five, which is also extremely rare in the history of the Yuling Sect. The purity of the blood essence of most fourth-level spiritual birds is no more than It's three, better it's four.
Shen Long fed it a high-grade beast-nurturing elixir, entered the Yuling Tower, and let the golden-winged windpeng move freely on the third floor.
He exited the Royal Spirit Pagoda, took out the red crow cauldron and the alchemy materials, and began to refine the elixir.
Not long after, the room was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.
(End of chapter)
