More than half a month passed quickly.
In a secluded manor, seven Nascent Soul monks including Fairy Tianhuo, Shen Long, and Master Bingcan sat around a blue stone table, sipping tea and discussing Taoism.
"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Shen to have been to the Ten Thousand Poison Valley and Xuanyin Cave in the southern Xinjiang Immortal Realm. Both of these places are very dangerous."
A purple-robed Taoist priest with a big belly said.
The purple-robed Taoist priest has a round face and small eyes, is fair and fat, and carries a purple wooden sword on his back.
True Lord Zixiao, in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
"Yes! Fellow Daoist Shen came out unscathed. God works through people."
Chen Yidao echoed.
"Shen is just a fast runner. There are many high-level ghosts in Xuanyin Cave, and there are many high-level poisonous insects and poisonous beasts in Ten Thousand Poison Valley."
Shen Long said modestly.
"Running fast is also a skill. Many fellow Taoists are not able to escape quickly and are overtaken by powerful enemies and die."
The voice of True Lord Xuanyang sounded.
As soon as he finished speaking, True Lord Xuanyang walked in. An old man in silver robes of medium height and an old woman in white robes with wrinkles on her face walked side by side with True Lord Xuanyang.
The old man in silver robe has a square face and big eyes. The old woman in white robe holds a white tongue crutch and wears a white robe with a white plum blossom pattern embroidered on the surface.
The old man in silver robe is Qixing Sanren, and the old woman in white robe is Granny Xuemei.
"Fellow Daoist Han, Daoyou Chen, and Mrs. She, you are finally here. We were just talking about you."
Fairy Caixia had a smile on her face. Listening to her words, she knew Qixing San and Granny Xuemei.
"I met three fellow Taoists in Xia Shenlong."
Shen Long cupped his fists and said.
The five Bingcanren masters reported their names one after another, and they were considered acquaintances.
Fairy Skyfire invited them to sit down, and the ten of them drank tea and chatted.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, haven't you resolved the bottleneck yet?"
Fairy Caixia asked curiously.
Qixing Sanren shook his head and sighed: "It's difficult! I'm used to it."
"Fellow Daoist Chen, you have so many bottlenecks. At this cultivation speed, it will be very difficult for you to reach the late Nascent Soul stage."
Bing Canzhen said.
"Then what can be done? I don't have the final say in this kind of thing. I didn't expect that the bottleneck would be so difficult to resolve."
Qixing Sanren smiled bitterly, his eyes fell on Shen Long, and said: "This must be Fellow Daoist Shen! I have admired his name for a long time, and he is indeed a talented person."
"Fellow Daoist Chen is ridiculous, Daoyou Chen is a big name, and Shen is just a nobody."
Shen Long corrected.
Qixing Sanren has been famous for many years, but Shen Long has not had a baby for a long time. Let alone the Donghua Immortal Cultivation World, even in the Qin Cultivation World, Shen Long is not well-known.
"Yes! Fellow Daoist Chen is the famous one."
Fairy Caixia echoed.
Qixing Sanren smiled and said: "I'm afraid you don't know something. The top leaders of the Wu Clan have offered a high reward for the capture of Fellow Daoist Shen. The top brass of the Wu Clan probably don't know that Fellow Daoist Shen has already entered the Nascent Soul stage, otherwise he would have been removed from the wanted list long ago. make."
"Fellow Daoist Chen also knows about this?"
Master Bingcan was a little surprised.
"I just came back from the Immortal Cultivation World in Southern Xinjiang not long ago. I killed several alchemy monks from the Wu Clan and searched for their souls. Only then did I know that Fellow Daoist Shen was wanted by the top leaders of the Wu Clan. But Fellow Daoist Shen doesn't have to worry. The clan is now leaderless and each is acting independently. This is an order given by a Nascent Soul monk named Wu Xian. You kill his descendants."
Qixing Sanren explained.
The Wu clan is now independent in its own affairs, and among the Nascent Soul monks, no one obeys anyone.
"Wuxian! I know about this. If I have a chance, I will settle the score with him."
Shen Long said calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"In a head-on fight, the Witch Clan monks are not that difficult to deal with. Don't give them a chance to cast spells. Fight quickly. Otherwise, you are afraid that the Witch Clan monks will secretly cast spells and you will be unable to prevent them."
True Lord Xuanyang said.
"Shen Long has given birth to a baby. Even if Wu Xian takes action himself and wants to curse Shen Long to death, the price will be high. Besides, Wu Xian will do it when he has the chance."
Bing Canzhen's face was full of murderous intent.
He had been injured by the spells of the witch monks and hated the witch monks.
"Fellow Daoist Shen's cultivation speed has almost caught up with Yongqi's. Fellow Daoist Lin, your Yuling Sect is full of talented people!"
True Lord Xuanyang said meaningfully.
The human race and the barbarians fought fiercely. All the five major forces of the Qin State suffered certain losses, and the Xuanyang Sect suffered the greatest loss. More than a hundred years after the war ended, the Yuling Sect added two Yuanying monks. Looking at the number of Yuanying monks alone, the Yuling Sect suffered the greatest losses. Ling Sect is second only to Xuanyang Sect.
Shen Long is proficient in alchemy and has vast magical powers, and his future achievements are limitless.
"Fellow Daoist Han is ridiculous, your Xuanyang Sect is not bad either."
Shen Long said modestly.
"Okay, let's talk about the polite words later! Let's get down to business!"
Granny Xuemei said impatiently.
"Fellow Taoists, do you have anything that can weaken the thunder method? Magic weapons, elixirs, and secret talismans are all fine."
True Lord Xuanyang said with a straight face.
Shen Long and others looked at each other, but no one spoke.
True Lord Xuanyang flicked his sleeves, and a ray of rays of light passed by. Dozens of things appeared on the blue stone table, including thousand-year-old elixirs, fourth-level demon pills, and thousand-year spiritual trees.
"Change it to something that weakens the lightning spell."
True Lord Xuanyang said in a deep voice, his eyes passing over Shen Long and others.
Shen Long had a thunder-absorbing bead in his early years. When he reached the Nascent Soul stage, the thunder-absorbing bead was scrapped.
Master Bingcan and others were a little tempted and took out things to show to True Lord Xuanyang. True Lord Xuanyang shook his head. He was in urgent need of something to weaken the thunder method.
"This kind of thing is a rare thing. Fellow Daoist Han, you must go to the Immortal Tomb to hunt for treasure!"
Fairy Caixia asked curiously.
"Exactly, the power of thunder and lightning in an area is too strong. There is a special power of thunder and lightning. The defensive magic weapon may be able to resist it, but the ordinary defensive magic weapon cannot withstand it at all, and it will soon be destroyed by the ban."
True Lord Xuanyang said.
"You can prepare a few sets of defensive magic weapons. They are not as good as the defensive magic weapons. At least they can resist for a while."
Master Bingcan suggested.
True Lord Xuanyang smiled bitterly and said, "I have thought of this method for a long time, but this is the last resort."
Shen Long and others took turns taking out things and showing them, saying what they wanted to exchange.
Shen Long took out two blood snake fruits, but Zhenjun Xuanyang took them away with the inner elixir of the fourth-level demon scorpion.
After half an hour, the exchange ended.
True Lord Xuanyang, Qixing San and Granny Xuemei didn't stay long and said goodbye and left.
Judging from the conversation just now, they were going to the Immortal Tomb to hunt for treasure.
Shen Long and others did not continue to ask. As for whether Zhenjun Xuanyang and the other two people could come back alive, no one knew.
Back at his residence, Shen Long talked about this matter with Master Bingcan.
"The Immortal Burial Tomb is very dangerous. They probably found something good and it has nothing to do with us. What Daoist Fellow Han said may not be true. Maybe it is not the thunder attribute restriction, but the fourth-level monster with the thunder attribute. They just confuse us and deliberately lie. talk."
Bing Canzhen analyzed.
Each person has his own opportunity, it depends on whether Zhenjun Xuanyang and the other three can seize it.
"The three of True Lord Xuanyang are all Nascent Soul monks who have been famous for many years. They attach so much importance to this matter. It seems that the destination has something very important, otherwise they would not attach so much importance."
Shen Long said.
"It has nothing to do with us anyway, let them do whatever they want! We have not been in the Nascent Soul stage for a long time, so we have to practice quietly for a while. This time we exchanged it for a fourth-level early-stage blue-eyed ice silkworm's inner elixir, plus the inner elixir I collected. Ice attribute elixir, I hope the Blue-Eyed Ice Silkworm will advance to the fourth level."
When Master Bingcan said the last words, his face showed longing.
Three days later, Master Bingcan and Shen Long led the team to leave Xuanyangfang City and return to Yuling Sect.
Back at Yuling Sect, Shen Long and others went back to their respective homes.
Shen Long told Lin Sen a few words, walked into a practice room, lit a meditation incense and placed it in the incense burner.
He entered the Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts and reached the third floor. After years of transformation, the third floor had become a vast and boundless dense forest with a large number of spiritual trees growing there. He whistled.
A harsh neighing sound sounded, and a dirt bag bulged from the ground, and the dirt bag moved quickly towards Shen Long.
Not long after, the dirt bag arrived in front of Shen Long, and the iron-tailed scorpion burst out of the ground, hissing happily, its tail stinger swaying left and right.
Shen Long took out a black demon pill, which was the demon pill of the Soul-Destroying Scorpion in the early stage of the fourth level.
He fed the demon pill to the iron-tailed scorpion, and then fed two 800-year-old heartbroken plants. The iron-tailed scorpion neighed excitedly, and kept waving its two giant pincers.
After a while, it becomes sleepy.
The iron-tailed scorpion's magical power is not small. If it reaches the fourth level, it can provide more help to Shen Long.
Shen Long placed it and exited the Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts.
He closed his eyes to rest his mind and meditated to adjust his breathing.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Shen Long took out a blood dragon pill and swallowed it.
Not long after, a red glow emerged, covering Shen Long's body. Red dragon scales grew on his body, and he began to practice his skills.
He planned to practice in seclusion for a period of time, collect materials to refine the fourth-level elixir, and hoped that the disciples of the Yuling Sect could find out the whereabouts of the fourth-level dragon.
(End of chapter)
