Everlasting

"well."

Feiyu Pavilion Master sighed and suppressed some of his sorrow.

Although he is only a pseudo-primordial spirit and has no possibility of going any further, he has finally broken through to the realm of the primordial spirit.

After that, his lifespan will be increased to ten thousand years. Now his lifespan is less than 6,000 years old. In addition, he has used life-extending spiritual objects three times before, which adds up to a total of 3,000 years of life extension. He will have at least 7,000 more years of good life in the future.

Moreover, he has another chance to use the life-extending spiritual object. If he can exchange it for the sixth-level Nirvana Immortal Apricot in the future, he can live another life and increase his life span by ten thousand years. It can be said that his life span is still very long.

After all, he can live for more than 20,000 years. Although it is not as long as the immortals, but compared with the billions of living beings in the world, it can barely be called an immortal.

Thinking of this, Master Feiyu Pavilion showed a smile.

He invited Chen Nianzhi and True Lord Ziyan to the main hall, and said with an extraordinarily polite smile: "In the future, you don't have to call me Dao Lord, just call me Brother Feiyu."

Chen Nianzhi's eyebrows moved slightly, and he understood that Feiyu Pavilion Master felt that he could only be a pseudo-Yuanshen Taoist, and he did not have the nerve to claim to be a Taoist in front of them.

However, Chen Nianzhi still smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "The master of the pavilion has created the soul after all, so he naturally deserves the title of Taoist Lord."

"Yes, you certainly deserve it."

True Lord Ziyan also nodded, smiled and said.

Feiyu Pavilion Master's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, but he still shook his head and said: "After this calamity, you two and I can barely be regarded as close friends. It is better to treat us as equals."

"Thank you very much, Brother Feiyu."

Seeing this, Chen Nianzhi and True Lord Ziyan gave up and continued to discuss friendship with Feiyu Pavilion Master.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Master Feiyu thought carefully and said, "This time you helped my brother survive the calamity. Logically speaking, I must give you a generous reward."

"It's just that now I, Feiyu Pavilion, am very poor and have no treasure to give me, so I can only make a shameless promise."

Having said this, Taojun Feiyu stood up and solemnly said to the two of them: "If you two survive the thunder tribulation of the Yuan Shen in the future, I will definitely help you as brothers to repay today's kindness."

"Brother Feiyu, with your words, I feel relieved."

Hearing this, True Lord Ziyan couldn't help but smile.

For Chen Nianzhi and him, isn't it just to have a helper who can help them achieve enlightenment in the future, even if they don't hesitate to offend their enemies to help Taoist Feiyu overcome the calamity?

Although Feiyu Taojun is just a pseudo-primordial spirit, he is still a primordial spirit in combat power. Even if it is not as good as the real Chunyang Daojun, he is still able to deal with ordinary half-step primordial spirits.

If he can cultivate a Pure Yang Spiritual Treasure or a Pure Yang Great Divine Power, then his combat power will far exceed that of Dinghai Taoist, and he should be able to compete with the newly promoted Yuanshen.

After Taojun Feiyu made his promise, he smiled at the two of them and said, "Brother Wei has just broken through to the soul. He still needs to retreat as soon as possible to consolidate his realm, so we won't leave two more."

"Then I'll take my leave."

Chen Nianzhi said goodbye and left the hall.

After leaving the main hall, Jiang Linglong couldn't help but ask: "How is the situation?"

Chen Nianzhi shook his head, glanced at Feiyu Pavilion behind him and said: "The realm is being consolidated. It is estimated that it will take two to three hundred years."

"Alas." Jiang Linglong sighed and said with some regret: "The Feiyu Pavilion Master was well prepared, but unfortunately it was just a little short of it. After all, he still lost the Chunyang Avenue."

"No matter what, he is lucky enough to be able to realize the Dao Yuan Shen."

Chen Nianzhi said calmly, and then said with a smile: "When he comes out of seclusion, the strength of Feiyu Pavilion will definitely increase greatly, and the Three Meridians Ancient Territory will have a small Taoist Holy Land."

"makes sense."

Jiang Linglong nodded, but still said: "Judging from today's situation, if we want to survive the thunder tribulation of the Yuan Shen in the future, we need to prepare pure Yang spiritual treasures."

"The Tribulation-Ending Spiritual Treasure?"

When Chen Nianzhi heard this, he couldn't help showing a bit of distress.

Judging from the situation of this Thunder Tribulation of the Soul, without the Pure Yang Spiritual Treasure, only monks with four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots can be more than 50% sure of surviving it.

For monks with three spiritual roots and above, due to insufficient natal spiritual treasures, their magic power is much weaker in terms of concentration and richness, and their hope of surviving is only 30%.

If you really want to survive the thunder tribulation, you need to have a pure Yang spirit treasure or an extremely precious treasure.

But even a pure Yang spirit treasure like the Qingyuan Sword will suffer heavy damage once it is used to overcome the thunder tribulation. The thunder tribulation is so overbearing that it will damage the pure Yang spirit treasure's weapon spirit.

Generally speaking, after a pure Yang spirit treasure is used to save the thunder tribulation of the Yuanshen, it will need to be warmed and maintained for many years to regain its power, and it will also lose part of the spirit of the weapon spirit.

If the Chunyang Lingbao continuously helps the three souls withstand thunder tribulations, they need to consume the precious sixth-level treasure 'Ling Qi Holy Water' to recover, otherwise they will become weaker and weaker, and eventually they will lose their spiritual intelligence and never be able to recover independently.

For Chunyang Lingbao, losing spiritual intelligence is almost equivalent to the death of the soul.

This price is too huge, so Qingyuan Sword's original promise to help Chen Nianzhi survive the Yuan Shen Thunder Tribulation was already an extremely astonishing promise.

Chen Nianzhi knew very well that unless he could find the 'Holy Water of Enlightenment', Qingyuan Sword would probably not risk his life to help anyone except himself survive the thunder tribulation.

After thinking about this, Chen Nianzhi pondered and said: "It seems that if you and I have enough cultivation in the future, we should try our best to find one or two Pure Yang Spiritual Treasures."

"..."

With the help of the teleportation array along the way, it didn't take long for the group to return to Wanxu Continent.

Chen Nianzhi did not return to Lingzhou Lake. Instead, he went directly to the Hell of Fire and prepared to refine the Tiandao Pill.

Taking a closer look, Chen Nianzhi has practiced for more than 1,100 years. Over the years, he and Jiang Linglong have made almost all of the high-level elixirs of the Chen family, allowing him to accumulate extremely rich experience.

Based on his understanding, although the current alchemy technique has not yet reached the sixth level, it has already reached the quasi-sixth level.

Although this was his first time refining the Tiandao Pill, he actually had a lot of confidence in making the pill. The key was how many pills he could make.

Considering the preciousness of the Heavenly Dao Qi, Chen Nianzhi did not dare to be careless at all. He even did some divination with the Dayan Yin Yang Star Dao and confirmed the best time before starting to refine it.

In such a hurry, it took three years.

On this day, Chen Nianzhi's face was extremely solemn, and he kept urging the magic to run the Red Phoenix Furnace.

After an unknown amount of time, as the superior spiritual treasure trembled slightly, the top cover on the tripod quietly opened, and three white treasure pills surrounded by cloud patterns flew out from it.

"It's done."

Chen Nianzhi put away the three treasure pills and couldn't help showing a bit of joy.

Jiang Linglong on the side also wiped her sweat, put away the Samadhi Fire under the alchemy furnace in her hand, and then said in surprise: "One furnace can make three pills. If you have enough mana, you can probably refine pure yang." It’s a treasure.”