Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

Zhang Xuan was anxious: "My hardening magical power..."

But, all this was beyond Zhang Xuan's control.

Zhang Xuan watched the golden cell tree roots absorb the entire purple root.

The golden cell tree roots grew thicker, and the golden origin aura on them spread to his limbs and bones until his entire skin turned golden.

"My physical strength..."

Zhang Xuan was still sad about losing the hardening magical power.

He was surprised to find that after the golden cell tree roots devoured the purple rule roots, his physical body in the late Jindan stage was upgraded to the peak of the Jindan stage, almost reaching the level of half-step Yuanying.

"The hardening magical power and the golden cell tree roots' magical power to strengthen the physical body are originally connected. After swallowing and merging, my physical rule power has reached the late third stage."

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed.

The later the rule magical power is, the more difficult it is to grow.

It is even more difficult to grow from the middle third stage to the late third stage.

And now, Zhang Xuan accidentally hit the target, and his physical rule magic power entered the third stage in one step.

"It's worth it this time!"

Zhang Xuan retracted the golden origin aura that was emanating from his body, and his skin color returned to normal.

"A half-step Yuanying physical cultivator, even if facing a fourth-level monster, can't be torn to pieces just like that."

Zhang Xuan thought that he was torn to pieces alive because he wanted to make some money from the fourth-level monster when he took office as the deputy guard.

This is almost a heartache for him.

Now that he has reached the level of a half-step Yuanying physical cultivator, facing these fourth-level monsters in the underground prison, he has more or less some self-protection power.

Coming out of the room, the morning light outside is dim.

The old oily head poked his head and looked at him.

"What's your expression? Is there something wrong with my face?" Zhang Xuan asked when he saw the old oily head's appearance.

"Temple Master, do you know how long you have been in the house?"

"How long?"

"Five days and five nights."

Zhang Xuan was shocked.

He was immersed in the understanding and integration of the dead cell tree and the rule seed, and didn't expect so many days to pass in a flash.

"So I didn't go to the torture room for five days?"

"What do you think?"

Zhang Xuan hurriedly drove the spirit boat and sped towards the Yizi prison of the torture room.

Only the old oily head was left behind shouting: "Master, I-I haven't boarded the boat yet!"

Zhang Xuan rushed to the torture room and became the first one to arrive.

Finally waited for the guard Fu Qingmo.

"Master Shouque, these days..." Zhang Xuan's mind turned rapidly at this time, and he was about to tell the lie he had made up on the road.

Fu Qingmo laughed and said: "I understand, I understand, I heard that the master of the house had something important to do with Zhang Daoyou, and Zhang Daoyou must be busy with the things that the master of the house told him these days."

Zhang Xuan was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party had found a reason for him before he said it.

"Yes, yes, the master of the house did..."

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you don't need to tell me what the master of the house told me, I understand..." Fu Qingmo was pregnant with a big belly, with an expression that said you understand, I understand, and everyone understands.

"Thank you, Lord Shouque, for your understanding."

"Have you done everything the master of the house told you?"

"Yes."

"Then why don't you hurry up and report to the master of the house? You don't have to worry about me here. Not to mention that the master of the house has important tasks to do, even if you really have nothing to do and miss a few days of duty, our brotherly relationship is nothing." The smile on Fu Qingmo's face became bigger.

Zhang Xuan was stunned. When did the two of them become brothers?

"The master of the house must not be lost, so I will report to the master of the house first."

"Go, go, hehe..." Fu Qingmo waved his hand.

Zhang Xuan came to the courtyard where the real person Piaomiao was on duty.

"Master of the house..."

Zhang Xuan had just said four words when the door opened automatically.

"Zhang Xuan, please come in!" The voice of Piaomiao Zhenren came from inside.

Zhang Xuan seemed to hear a hint of urgency and expectation from the voice.

He walked in and saw Piaomiao Zhenren sitting upright.

"How is it, can the third-level treasure soup be boiled successfully?"

"Fortunately, I have done my job well and have boiled three pots of treasure soup."

As he said this, Zhang Xuan took out three pots of treasure soup.

Piaomiao Zhenren was overjoyed to see it.

He tasted it directly.

The power of the rule fragments was rich and merged into the rule seeds, which enhanced the magical power of his black tortoise fire a little.

"Not bad, not bad, the power of the rule fragments is even richer than the spiritual food made from the spiral tortoise meat!" Piaomiao Zhenren praised.

He also felt a little regretful.

If Zhang Xuan had been given so much spiral tortoise meat to make, he would definitely be able to boil more third-level treasure soup.

The third-level treasure soup is much better than the spiritual food made from the original spiral tortoise meat.

"If I collect the meat of monsters from the Classic of Mountains and Seas later, can you still make such a third-level treasure soup?"

"If it is a third-level monster, it should be no problem."

"Good, very good" Piaomiao Zhenren praised, "What reward do you want?"

"Reward... The master has already given the reward, I dare not expect more."

"One thing is one thing, just say it directly, only by giving enough benefits can we gather as many talents as possible around."

"The master is indeed far-sighted, I really want to ask the master for help."

"Tell me, what is it?"

"It's like this, I come from a small family, there is a first-level upper-grade spiritual vein in the family, I want to find someone to upgrade the first-level upper-grade spiritual vein to a second-level lower-grade spiritual vein, I wonder if the master can help?"

"What's so difficult about this? As long as you can provide enough objects possessed by dragon energy, I will help your family improve their spiritual veins for free."

"Really?" Henry Zhang was ecstatic.

This instantly saved 10 million mid-grade spiritual stones.

"Of course it's true. I'm still a fourth-level formation mage. I'm just doing it casually to help your family improve their spiritual veins."

"Thank you, Master Zhangshe."

"No need to thank you, this is just a transaction."

Henry Zhang left the courtyard where Piao Miao was guarded.

Return to the east courtyard.

The old oily man looked at him with a look of resentment.

"Oh...why did I forget you? You didn't remind me when it was time to go on duty." Henry Zhang patted his head.

I just rushed here in a hurry, and unexpectedly left the old oil man at home.

"I chased after him, shouting until I almost lost my voice."

"Hoo hoo ho... I walked too fast and didn't hear you." Henry Zhang showed a simple and innocent smile.

"In order to keep up with the high value, I spent 20 medium-grade spiritual stones to hire a spirit boat. My spiritual stones..."

"It's easy to talk about spiritual stones. There are 200,000 medium-grade spiritual stones here. You can spend them first."

The old oily man was surprised and happy.

"Thank you to the temple owner. The temple owner is very generous. Now I can buy a lot of spiritual flowers and brew Baihua Brew. Hehe..." The old oily man beamed.

"It's easy to say. After a while, our Y-zi prisoner's profit will be distributed. It's quite a lot. The good days are still to come."

"We have come to the right place for this prisoner. By the way, the temple owner asked me to inquire about Xue Zhihao's information some time ago, and I have almost done it."

"Tell me about it."

Henry Zhang looked at the old oil man.