Cultivating Immortality: Taming Beasts in the Sect

He could notice that the complex blood in the red purgatory dragon's body was slowly being extracted and purified, and the originally mottled aura became purer. It was obvious that the Blood-Nourishing Dao Pill had played a role.

"Ang ang ang!!"

The red purgatory dragon hovered high, and the swallowing of the blood-nourishing Taoist pill made the original red refining snake fit the new dragon body more closely, and it also became more and more intimate with Yu Changsheng.

"A blood-nourishing and Tao-nourishing elixir added 10,000 essence points to me. The third-level elixir added 10,000 essence points to me as expected..."

After playing with the Red Purgatory Dragon for a while, Yu Changsheng recalled it to the interior, looked at the remaining essence points, and thought slightly.

"Although there are still more than 300,000 yuan worth of essence points, there is no shortage for the time being, but if we really need to use them, 300,000 yuan is not enough to fill the gap between our teeth. At this time, Elder Yang's promise to me is nothing more than providing help in times of need."

"The medicinal materials for refining high-level elixirs are all priceless. It would be really difficult for me to buy them myself. But from now on, I can go to Elder Yang's place to refine elixirs every week, which will save me a lot of money." …”

"Becoming a high-level alchemist early is of great benefit to me. I can't fall behind too much in alchemy."

With these thoughts in mind, Yu Changsheng exhaled, felt the state of the four beasts, and whispered softly:

"The Red Purgatory Dragon has finally entered the ranks of the King's Mist Beasts. Needless to say, the Xuanyin Fantasy Turtle, the Golden Winged Eagle and the Colored Star Deer are looking for opportunities to advance their bloodlines again... ...It would not be good if you were left behind too much.”

"Look for an opportunity to find out if there are any suitable spiritual beasts that can be used as advanced materials."

………

The next few days were uneventful.

The secret realm of the Phantom Mist Beast Valley ended, and the news of Yang Chengxu's death was gradually suppressed after the initial uproar, with only occasional mentions.

However, this is the case in the Wanxiang Sect, but it may not be the case in other places. The news of Yang Chengxu's death was unsurprisingly concealed. The leader of the Linglong Sect was furious, and Mu Yongxian was punished and banned for half a century. The inner altar was cut down, and in addition, he was even sent out to personally give an explanation to the Yang family.

Yang Chengxu, as the legitimate son of the Yang family, after becoming a disciple of the Linglong Sect, and as the genius of the Linglong Sect, died in the trial. No matter what, the Linglong Sect cannot escape responsibility for this matter, and it is indispensable to give an explanation.

After all, the Yang family, as a famous family in Wuzhou, has an ancestor of the Zifu among them. The current head of the family, Yang Pengju, has already reached the peak of the golden elixir. He is only half a step away from becoming the Zifu. It is known as the entire Zifu within a hundred years. The Yang family has the best chance of being promoted to the Zifu, and the Linglong Sect does not dare to offend him easily.

Wuzhou, in the southwest, where the Yang family's mansion is located, can be considered as a blessed land in the cave. The formation is a shield, covering a radius of hundreds of miles, and the spiritual energy naturally flows in this direction.

A high city wall stands quietly at the end of the earth. Inside the city wall there are high pavilions and it is very popular. It is not only a city, but also the ancestral residence of the Yang family, so it is considered stable. Young people dare not make mistakes.

At this moment, Yang Mansion.

"Fellow Daoist Mu is saying that my son...died in the hands of that Meng Wu'an?!"

Yang Pengju frowned and looked at Mu Yongxian in front of him. His voice was cold. Although he was angry, he was not too rude.

"It's absolutely true." Mu Yongxian's face showed bitterness, and the sadness on his face was evident in his words. He was pale, and it seemed that he was extremely sad in his heart, so that his speech was somewhat intermittent.

"At that time, I personally used Xu'er's soul lamp as a guide. The murderer was indeed Meng Wu'an, but it was a pity that I..."

As Mu Yongxian spoke, he paused suddenly, and the look of grief on his face became even worse. He choked slightly, beat his chest and feet, took a deep breath, and said through gritted teeth.

"At that time, I only hated that I was not strong enough. With the protection of Qingzhu Zhenren in the Zifu realm, I could not kill his disciple Meng Wu'an to avenge Xu'er, and with the help of people from the Wanxiang Sect, I was no opponent under the combination, and could only Returned angry."

"I just wanted to come and explain to fellow Taoist Yang immediately and figure out a solution together. Xu'er can't just die inexplicably! No matter how you say it, this matter can't be passed so easily. You must avenge Xu'er! "

Mu Yongxian said these words with tears in his eyes, heartbroken, and sometimes with a look of annoyance, and a look of sadness in his eyes, which seemed to be full of inexorable sadness.

Even Yang Pengju was slightly moved by it, his face of grief and anger softened slightly, he stood up and supported Mu Yongxian, turned his head to look to the southeast, his eyes were completely cold, full of murderous intent, and the aura of Zifu was soaring in half a step. Rise up and stir up the void.

In an instant, everyone around Yang City was shocked. Countless people turned around in shock and looked in the direction of Yang Mansion, with expressions of surprise and uncertainty on their faces, as if they were guessing.

"Hmph! Zihong Sect, you guys are so bullying, you really think that your family is the only one that can dominate this Martial Continent!"

The sound was like thunder from the sky exploding in the land of Yang Mansion. The thunder was rolling, and anyone could hear the anger contained in it.

Yang Pengju was so angry that his beard and hair were spread out. He took a deep breath, barely suppressed the anger in his heart, then turned to look at Mu Yongxian who was trembling slightly, and spoke in a low voice.

"Over the years, my son has troubled Taoist Fellow Mu to teach him. Don't worry, I know for sure that this matter has nothing to do with Fellow Taoist Mu.

However, Zihong Sect and Wanxiang Sect cannot escape their responsibilities. At that time, Linglong Sect will need to work with me to get an explanation for my son. "

"That's natural, Xu'er is also my disciple," Mu Yongxian nodded, the sadness on his face not diminishing, but in his heart, he breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

The Yang family, entrenched in the southwest of Wuzhou, is powerful. Especially in recent years, it has continued to expand. Although there are not many core members of the family, every one of them is powerful, including masters.

There is an ancestor of Zifu in his family, so under normal circumstances, no one dares to provoke him.

It mainly relies on the spirit beast business and spirit mines. Except for the Ten Thousand Beasts Tower, in fact, most of the spirit beast businesses in Wuzhou have traces of the Yang family.

This is also the reason why he was able to collect rare beast-controlling peaks such as Azure Yalong and Sky Shadow Dragon for Yang Chengxu.

As the head of the Yang family who controls such a behemoth, Yang Pengju naturally has his own merits.

Even when faced with the pain of losing a son, after the initial venting, Yang Pengju quickly adjusted to himself despite the pain in his heart. Facing Mu Yongxian, he still seemed calm and calm, and said sadly:

"Although this incident was done by the Zihong Sect, since it happened within the Wanxiang Sect, it must not be able to escape the blame. Regarding the information about everyone in the secret realm this time, I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Mu to compile a copy for me. Including everything that happened before the secret realm, the more detailed the better.”

"good."

Mu Yongxian nodded, choked, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, reached out and took out a jade tube in the storage bag, and handed it to Yang Pengju.

"Here are all the information about everything that happened after arriving at Wanxiang Sect, as well as all the information about Luo Ying and his participating disciples. I would like to ask fellow Taoist Yang to review it."

Since he came to apologize, Mu Yongxian was naturally prepared for these things.

Yang Pengju didn't talk nonsense. After tying the jade tube, he scanned it with his consciousness and checked it. After a moment, he slowly put down the jade tube, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Meng Wu'an... a true disciple of Qingzhu... besides that, there is another person... Yu Changsheng..."

As Yang Chengxu's father, he knows his son better than his father, and he naturally knows the purpose of Yang Chengxu's visit to Wanxiang Sect.

"Don't act rashly on this matter for the time being, to alert the snake. Next, let's continue like this for the time being. Fellow Taoist Mu doesn't need to be too sad. Later, there will be arrangements, wait for an opportunity..."

Yang Pengju was silent for a moment, then breathed out gently, his eyes dimming as if hesitating. After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision. He raised his head and said to Mu Yongxian:

"In addition, I would also like to trouble Taoist friend Mu to tell Jiang Tiancheng that Brother Yang has not seen Brother Tiancheng for a long time and misses him very much. He hopes to take the time to come to my Yang family to have a good drink and welcome the distinguished guests."

Jiang Tiancheng is also the leader of Linglong Sect.

When Mu Yongxian heard the words, his thoughts moved. Although he had doubts about what Yang Pengju said, he didn't ask any more questions. He just lowered his head and bowed to Yang Pengju, and promised: "Okay, I will definitely tell you this, and please don't be too sad, Taoist friend Yang. Regarding Xu'er's matter, you and I... will advance and retreat together."

"That's very good."

Seeing this, Yang Pengju barely showed a smile on his face. Mu Yongxian didn't wait too long. After secretly breathing a sigh of relief, he waved his hand and left first.

"It seems that some things are really destined. Xu'er, my father will avenge you. Just wait..."

After watching Mu Yongxian leave, Yang Pengju's face turned completely gloomy. He clasped his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and murmured to himself.

"As Xu'er's personal guard, I failed to protect your young master properly. Seeing that you are still of some use, I will temporarily spare your life this time.

Since you think there is something wrong with Yu Changsheng, you go and investigate that Yu Changsheng secretly. If you have a chance, bring him alive to see me. If not, then you can do it not alive. "

Yang Pengju spoke quietly, and a black-robed figure slowly appeared behind him. He silently bowed to Yang Pengju and melted into the shadows in an instant.

"I obey my orders."

………

On the other side, in the Wanxiang Sect, Yu Changsheng's life has returned to peace again, practicing, feeding, and refining elixirs.

In the Qi Yao Pavilion, the business is getting more and more popular. For a while, it has become somewhat famous. As the forest grows bigger, it will naturally attract some probing people, but most of them just wait and see in secret. Because they can't figure out the details, they dare not act rashly.

For this, Yu Changsheng let him go, until another week later, Yu Changsheng, who was on the attic, had a thought in his mind, his eyes slowly opened, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Golden elixir... seems to be here for this..."

Yu Changsheng murmured, took a deep breath, thought for a while, took out the communication jade tube, and after transmitting a few words, he ended his practice and slowly got up and went downstairs.

Within the scope of his consciousness, he noticed a golden elixir master rushing towards Qi Yao Pavilion.

The other person's aura is like a bright light in the dark night, which cannot be ignored at all.

"Make a pot of tea, someone will be here soon."

When he came downstairs, Yu Changsheng breathed out gently, calmly took out a black mask and put it on, his spiritual consciousness attached to the mask to form a protection, and he adjusted his aura to the golden elixir through the camouflage orb. , slowly came to the counter and sat down.

"Huh? Okay."

Yu Dahai was stunned for a moment, but looking at Yu Changsheng's sudden change, he obviously realized something and nodded to prepare.

Yu Changsheng tapped his fingers lightly on the counter. Not long after, a tall figure appeared at the door of Qi Yao Pavilion, and finally stopped at the threshold. His body blocked the sunlight and cast a shadow.

"Fellow Taoist, you have come all the way, what do you need?"

Yu Changsheng raised his head, his voice became hoarse, and he slowly raised his head to look at the person.

The person who came was tall and tall, with a rough face. A scar that ran through the right side of his face was like a centipede. It changed with the ups and downs of his face. He looked middle-aged, with a beard, simple clothes, and a faint aura of blood evil. Dispersing, looming.

While his face looks ferocious and fearful, what is even more eye-catching is the coercive aura it exudes. This aura is not a foundation building, but a golden elixir!

"Are you the shopkeeper here?"

While Yu Changsheng was observing this person, the burly monk was also observing Yu Changsheng, so he spoke in a low voice.

"yes."

Yu Changsheng nodded, looking calmly at this person.

The burly monk said nothing, but looked at Yu Changsheng with his eyes like an eagle, extremely aggressive, and even more deliberately, leaning the pressure of the golden elixir on Yu Changsheng,

"Why do you need to wear a mask in broad daylight? But you can't see anyone?"

After a while, the burly monk spoke solemnly and looked at Yu Changsheng, with a trace of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

He couldn't see through the disguise on Yu Changsheng's face, which could only mean that either the mask on his face was a treasure, or maybe the other party's spiritual skills were no less than his own.

"So what if you're wearing a mask? Aren't fellow Taoists too afraid to see people with their true colors?"

When Yu Changsheng heard the words, he was unmoved and just spoke lightly, his tone still calm.

The burly monk was silent, feeling the aura on Yu Changsheng's body, and was a little undecided for a moment.

"Yu Changsheng?"

After a moment, the burly monk suddenly spoke, looked into Yu Changsheng's eyes, and shouted.

Yu Changsheng was speechless and just looked at him doubtfully.

"I don't know, this Taoist friend looks very strange. Why, he is here suddenly, but he wants to buy a spirit beast? If so, there are many spirit beasts in my Ten Thousand Beasts Building. Can you go there and choose?"

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a steady and deep voice suddenly came.

The two of them looked at each other at the same time. At some unknown moment, two figures, one old and one young, appeared together at the entrance of Qi Yao Pavilion.

The younger man, with a hint of unruly youthful pride on his face, was none other than Li Minghan.

The person next to Li Minghan was wearing a white Taoist robe with lifelike patterns of clouds and various spiritual animals engraved on it. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, with deep eyes. He had a middle-aged appearance with a rosy complexion. His body was as tall and straight as a sword, with long hair and a crown on his eyebrows. Between them, he is very similar to Lee Minghan.

What's more important is that the aura surging on his body is also a foundation building, not an ordinary golden elixir, but the peak golden elixir!