Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

The old oil man looked at Hong Yaoyue in the distance with murderous intent surging in his eyes.

"This time, it's not you who spared my Zhang family!" The old oily man shouted at Hong Yaoyue.

Then, the old oil man's momentum dropped sharply and he fainted.

He still held his broken magic sword in his hand.

Everyone in Fairy Cat Valley entered the spaceship one after another, all in shock.

The sword strike just now shook the heavens and the earth.

So amazing!

That was the sword collision between the old oil man and a golden elixir master.

In the past, the old oil man always boasted that one of his swords scared Zhang Yuhuai so much that he wet his crotch.

The patriarch's swordsmanship is so superb.

One move of the sword has a thousand weights, and the other elders of the Immortal Cat Valley are no match even if they are tied together.

Today, thousands of monks watched the old oil man's sword.

The clan leader's thousand sword shadows in front of him are probably like the brightness of stars to the bright moon, completely incomparable.

"That old guy... no, old man, who is he?"

"He seems to be Zhang Jianqiu, the great swordsman genius of the Zhang family fifty years ago."

"He...he is Zhang Jianqiu?! I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

"Last time I heard that there was a person in Fangshi who had a sword duel with the clan leader, and the clan leader lost. Could it be this person?"

"Exactly this person."

"It is indeed a blessing for our Zhang family to have such a leader in swordsmanship!"

"Yes, if it hadn't been for his sword this time, our lives would have been ruined in the hands of that Golden Pill Master."

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In the private room of the spaceship.

Henry Zhang anxiously checked the old greaser's injuries.

The body was eroded by the sword energy.

Tens of thousands of wounds.

His skin and flesh were almost cut into pieces with thousands of knives.

Inside his body, the tendons and veins were severed, the organs were shattered, and the bones were shattered.

Just the last breath left hanging.

"You're already injured like this, and you still have to pretend!"

Henry Zhang sighed.

However, the old greaser is a man.

Although he blamed him in his heart, Henry Zhang had to admire this old man in his heart.

With only one level of Qi refining, he was unafraid of the sword energy entering his body.

It was not until the last moment that he seized the opportunity and suddenly drew his sword, ending the battle with one strike and bearing the blow from Master Jindan.

It can be said that his ability to take Hong Yaoyue's sword was due to his extremely high swordsmanship talent and great will to survive.

The second-level golden elixir for healing was returned to Wei Ruyan last time.

He now only has the first-order high-grade healing elixir tempered by the Taiqing Creation Diagram.

Put a few golden healing elixirs into the old oily man's mouth.

At this moment, the oily old man didn't even have the strength to swallow.

Henry Zhang had no choice but to use Tiangang Qi to send the golden elixir into the old oily head's internal organs.

The healing power of the golden elixir covered his whole body bit by bit, repairing his minor injuries and preventing them from getting worse.

However, these half a first-grade high-grade golden elixir can't do much to deal with serious damage.

"I have to go back to find Fellow Daoist Wei and ask for a golden elixir." Henry Zhang thought to himself.

The old oily man opened his eyes weakly, unable to move.

"It hurts..." The old oily man cried out weakly.

"I know you're in pain. I'll ask you for a second-level golden elixir later. I'll definitely cure you."

The oily old man's lips moved, as if he had something to say.

Henry Zhang quickly put his ear to it.

"Temple...Temple Master," the old oil man seemed to have only his last breath left, "Best...Best..."

"Old oil man, tell me, what else do you wish for?" Henry Zhang said hurriedly, almost crying.

Zhang Jianqiu's voice was lonely, and the Danhai was shattered.

The old swordsman's ending was so splendid and so desolate.

The oily man was furious and opened his eyes wide.

Henry Zhang lowered his head and said: "Old greaser, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"It's best...to ask for...two golden elixirs. I'm afraid of leaving hidden wounds."

After saying that, the old oilhead fainted.

Henry Zhang was confused, thinking that his emotions were brewing, but the old oil man actually said this.

It will take two or three days for the airship to return to Fairy Cat Valley.

For a cultivator, this little time cannot be wasted.

However, Henry Zhang thought that he still owed Lao Qiangzhi of the nine major clans 900,000 spiritual seedlings.

I plan to cultivate these spiritual seedlings first.

Nine hundred thousand plants is not a small number.

There are 500 grids in his spiritual field that can be used to cultivate spiritual seedlings.

He is now in the meditation space and can cultivate five spiritual seedlings in one hour.

In other words, he can cultivate up to 2,500 spiritual seedlings in one hour.

In one day without rest, 30,000 spiritual seedlings can be cultivated.

It will take a month to cultivate these 900,000 spiritual seedlings.

Of course, he only needs to be responsible for planting the seeds and moving them to the spiritual seedlings, which does not consume much of his time.

However, in this case, the consumption of spiritual dung will greatly increase.

There are two periods when a spiritual medicine consumes the most spiritual excrement.

One period is the seedling period, and the other is the maturity period.

He is now in the maturity stage of the second-level elixir, and needs to cultivate a large number of spiritual seedlings in the first-level spiritual field, which consumes more than ten times the spiritual excrement.

However, he bought a large amount of black swamp mud from the confusing black swamp to feed the third-level dung stone. The spiritual dung is definitely enough.

Now, with the support of a large amount of black pool mud, the third-level bezoar has grown to more than five times its original size.

This time he entered the depths of the confusing black swamp and consumed a lot of his energy and blood.

On the one hand, he cultivated spiritual seedlings, and on the other hand, he used the Tiangang body-building skills to restore the power of qi and blood.

Without the Qi and Blood Creation Pill, recovery is indeed much slower.

However, practicing the exercises to restore the Qi and Blood can make the realm of physical cultivation more solid.

Three days later, the flying ship stopped at the inner ring of the Fairy Cat Valley.

The elders and branches of each clan and the independent cultivators all transported their harvests from the flying ship.

This time can be said to be a close call.

It is also the time to harvest the most Black Lake Mud.

However, the biggest contributor of this trip, Old Oilhead, is still unconscious.

After getting off the flying ship, Zhang Xuan immediately came to Baipin Pavilion.

"What are you doing here again?" Wei Ruyan asked in a tone of anger when she saw the elders of the ten clans coming to Baipin Pavilion.

Zhang Xuan looked at Wei Ruyan in front of him.

Wei Ruyan did not dare to look him in the eye, and her eyes were uncertain.

"Old Oilhead was injured by the sword energy of the Golden Pill Master and needs the Golden Pill to save his life."

Wei Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard what Zhang Xuan said, but there was a trace of loss in her eyes.

"These are the two golden pills you exchanged last time. Take them." Wei Ruyan handed over a jade bottle.

"Thank you, I owe you this time."

Zhang Xuan took the golden pill and left in a hurry.

Wei Ruyan looked at his back, feeling mixed emotions.

The old oily man was still unconscious at this moment.

Zhang Xuan put a golden pill into the old oily man's mouth.

Just one golden pill made his damaged tendons and veins quickly repaired and his bones slowly recovered.

"This second-level golden pill is really a magic pill. It would be great if I could refine it one day." Zhang Xuan thought to himself.

After a while, the old oily man's injuries had recovered almost completely.

"It seems that there is no need for a second golden pill." Zhang Xuan had a happy look on his face.

The old oily man woke up.