Drunk Immortal Gourd

If the estimated value of the things outside is added, the total value of this inheritance is definitely more than hundreds of millions of spirit stones. However, compared with the combined cultivators, hundreds of millions of spirit stones are still a little less, and the things in this secret room are all of relatively high level, lacking a lot of basic things.

But if you think about it carefully, you can understand it. Building this floating duckweed illusion is very expensive, and the resources required must be huge. As the highest leader, Zixuan Saint must pay the most. It is estimated that most of his collections have been spent on this. It is already very good to leave so much for Qingyang.

Moreover, most of the inheritance are rare treasures in the world, which are not available to Qingyang at this level. Even the refining cultivators dream of it. With these, let alone supporting him to break through to the spirit transformation realm, even if he breaks through the refining realm, it is enough. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?

This time, I participated in the Thousand Infants Conference and gained a lot. I won't mention the gains from the first few levels. On the sixth level, I encountered the Immaculate Spring and washed my body into an Immaculate Spirit Body. On the seventh level, I got a star map, a bow and arrow that almost reached the level of a spiritual treasure, and other treasures. I refined the Great Five Elements Sword Formation. On the eighth level, I got the True Spirit Mu Shen Fruit. On the ninth level, I got the inheritance of the entire combined cultivator, with a total value of more than hundreds of millions of spiritual stones. Even Qingyang, who is knowledgeable and never lacks treasures, can't help but be excited about such gains. The previous efforts are really not worth mentioning compared to the current gains. If those outside Shenhua cultivators knew that the gains would be so great, they would probably go crazy.

Just when Qingyang was thinking about how to deal with a group of cultivators from the Duckweed Continent after the Thousand Infants Conference, suddenly an invisible wave shot out from the chair and headed straight for Qingyang's Purple Mansion.

It's not Qingyang's fault that he wasn't careful enough. He had been in the world of immortal cultivation for hundreds of years, so he still had the necessary vigilance. However, facing the inheritance of the combined cultivator and the treasures in the room, even the most cautious cultivator would reveal his flaws. The timing chosen by the other party was too tricky, and the speed of the energy attack was extremely fast. Even if Qingyang was prepared, he might not be able to defend against it.

Qingyang was shocked. It's not good. Someone wants to take over the body. He immediately figured it out. The person who took over the body was most likely the Purple Profound Saint. First, the floating duckweed illusion was built ten thousand years ago and has always been in a closed state. It is impossible for outsiders to enter. Second, only the combined cultivators with a long life span can have their residual souls survive for such a long time and still have the ability to take over the body.

This is exactly the case. The invisible energy is the residual soul of the Purple Profound Saint. At this time, there are already two souls in Qingyang's purple mansion. One is Qingyang's, a small human-shaped shadow with colorful colors, and the other is the Purple Profound Saint, a small half-purple human-shaped shadow. Although the soul of the Purple Profound Saint is incomplete and even has some gray air, it is more condensed.

Qingyang has experienced possession of bodies. At the desert ruins in the Netherworld, he accidentally broke into the misty cold cave and was almost possessed by Hun Su. If it weren't for the help of the One-horned Ghost King, Qingyang might have died long ago. He has always been afraid of this incident. He didn't expect to encounter it today, and he was possessed by a combined cultivator. Without the help of outsiders, can he still survive?

Although he was terrified in his heart, Qingyang looked at the other party and thought about countermeasures while saying, "Sage Zixuan, is all this your trap?"

Perhaps because the plan was about to succeed, Saint Zixuan removed all disguises, no longer showing any friendliness or majesty, but with a hint of pride and viciousness, he sneered, "You guessed it all? Yes, this is my trap, the entire floating duckweed illusion is a trap set by me."

"The cultivators of the floating duckweed continent are all your descendants, why do you do this? Aren't you afraid that they will be disappointed? Aren't you afraid that those gods outside will cause trouble for you?" Qingyang said.

Saint Zixuan couldn't help but glance at Qingyang, as if he was looking at an idiot, and said in a cold voice: "What is there to be afraid of? As long as I don't show any flaws after I go out, who would know that you, the contestant, have been possessed? Besides, even if they find out, what can they do? I am a great ancestor of the combined body, and I have many ways to kill enemies of higher levels. Can't I deal with a few mere gods?" Since Saint Zixuan decided to do this, he was fully prepared. He must have considered all the possibilities that might happen after possessing the body, and dealing with those gods outside is no problem. After waiting for ten thousand years, today he finally saw the dawn of success. Saint Zixuan seemed to have a lot to say to others, so without waiting for Qingyang to answer, he continued: "In the battle with the void insect beast in the endless void, my body was destroyed, my soul was incomplete, and I almost fell. But I am a fusion cultivator, even in the spirit world, I am the top existence, how can I die in this remote place without knowing why? It's just that it was impossible to recover by myself in that situation, and I didn't want to change to the ghost way, so I could only return to the fusion realm by taking over another body with better qualifications and practicing again. An ordinary body is definitely not worthy of me, a fusion cultivator, so I organized personnel to build this floating duckweed illusion. In name, it is to train the younger generation, but in fact, it is to select objects for me to take over."

At this time, Qingyang said on behalf of the Holy Lord Zixuan: "It is difficult for an ordinary body to support your cultivation to the realm of integration. You must use the best body and have outstanding qualifications in all aspects, so you set up Duckweed according to this requirement. There are many tests in the fantasy world, but I didn’t expect that the test in this duckweed fantasy world is too difficult. No one has ever been able to break through to the ninth level. You have been waiting here for tens of thousands of years. Today you finally waited for me. Unlucky guy, huh?"

The Holy Lord Zi Xuan nodded and said: "That's right. I didn't think it through at the time. I didn't expect these descendants to be so useless. It's just that after the Duckweed Fantasy Land was built, even I couldn't change it. I could only wait here. If I hadn’t done a lot of research on divine souls and used special methods to put the remnant soul into a deep sleep, the remnant soul might have dissipated by now and you would have taken advantage in vain.”

Qingyang quickly figured out the cause and effect of the matter. There was such a big conspiracy hidden in this Duckweed Fantasy Land. It is estimated that even the Duckweed Patriarch and others outside did not know that the purpose of building this Duckweed Fantasy Land was not for Duckweed Continent trains disciples, but instead looks for targets for the combined monks to seize their bodies. Fortunately, no one has broken into the ninth level in thousands of years, otherwise the Holy Lord Zixuan would have succeeded long ago.

Qingyang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "If that's what you say, I would still be your savior. If I, an outsider, hadn't tried my best to get here and given you the chance to seize the body, I would have been able to survive only with the help of these young people on Duckweed Continent. Man, I’m afraid you won’t be able to break into the ninth level of Duckweed Illusion for another ten thousand years. By then, your remnant soul will really be gone, and it will be too late to regret it.”