Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Improving Spiritual Root Qualification

"Boy, there are times when you can't do it!"

At this time, an elegant voice sounded behind Zhou Xun.

At the same time, the deserted place was like ripples of water, and a figure suddenly appeared.

This man was dressed in purple robes, had white hair, and had an extremely elegant temperament. He was the real Nanyue who came after receiving the news.

"Uncle Master, I'm going to be beaten to death if you don't take action!" Zhou Xun said angrily.

"Haha, let's leave it to our uncle next!"

The old man smiled slightly, looked at the big hand grabbing straight down, and softly uttered one word:

"break!"

In an instant, an invisible force rose into the sky along with the spiritual pressure at the peak of the middle stage of the true elixir.

laugh!

Like popping a balloon,

The energy condensed from that force passed through the heart from the giant hand.

The giant hand dissipated instantly!

When the Song family monks saw this, they were shocked.

When the old man named Uncle Jiu saw this, his expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed:

"This is a mid-stage true elixir monk!"

The dozens of foundation-building monks from the Song family also looked panicked!

"How could there be a true elixir cultivator!"

"Didn't Master Baiyun fall? How come there are still True Alchemy cultivators!"

"In the middle stage of the true elixir, it could be Master Yun Yi of Yunguang Sect. But if this person has always been at odds with Master Bai Yuyun, how could he stand up for Zhou Buqi and the two of them!"

Just when everyone was in chaos, the old man walked through the air, step by step, and rushed towards the Song family monks with great ease.

Every step the old man took was like a big bronze bell, ringing in the hearts of everyone.

It was as if an invisible hand was grabbing their hearts!

"Junior. Junior, Song Yuankang of the Song family in Yumuling, Fengguo, has met this senior!"

The old man, who was called Uncle Jiu, faced Master Nanyue with a nervous mood, bowed his head to the ground, and gave a big gift!

Seeing this, the other Song family monks also bent down and saluted!

Master Nanyue ignored them and walked straight towards their flying boat.

Seeing this, the monks from the Song family bent down and got out of the way, not daring to get up at all.

Zhou Xun followed Nanyue Zhenren to his left.

The two came to Zhou Buqi's side.

A spell was fired, and Zhou Buqi's face showed the look of surviving a disaster.

"Uncle Nanyue, Junior Brother Zhou, you are here!"

"Look at Junior Brother Huai'an!"

Master Nanyue immediately leaned down and checked the situation of his trip to Huai'an. He frowned slightly and then patted the storage bag.

Take out a two-inch blue jade bottle.

Open the cork of the bottle, pour out a red elixir from it, feed it to Huaian and drink it.

After a while, Xing Huai'an's face turned rosy.

At this time, Master Nanyue stood up, glanced at the Song family monk next to him, and finally landed on the face of the man named Song Yuankang, and slowly said:

"The Song family in Yumuling?"

"Song Shiwen's family?"

"Exactly, senior recognizes the great elder!"

Seeing that Master Nanyue seemed to recognize Song Shiwen, the eldest elder of his clan, Song Yuankang breathed a sigh of relief and answered with cupped hands.

"I would like to ask, how dare he, Song Shiwen, harm my disciple, Brother Baiyun!"

Master Nanyue's face turned cold and his voice turned cold.

In an instant, it was as if winter was coming and the whole sky turned cold.

"This is all a misunderstanding!" Hearing Master Nanyue's questioning voice, the old man broke into a cold sweat and stuttered.

"Misunderstanding?" Master Nanyue's eyes grew colder!

"Junior. Junior is willing to compensate!" Song Yuankang said immediately.

"I will ask Song Shiwen for compensation in person!"

"As for you."

As he spoke, there was a fierce look in his eyes!

"They are all capital crimes!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a golden translucent shadow instantly flew out of Nanyue Zhenren's mouth.

Song Yuankang's eyes shrank and his expression was horrified!

In an instant, an earthy yellow light shield rose up,

A sting!

The mask was instantly shattered,

That golden translucent shadow passed straight through the old man's head!

Like popping a balloon.

Song Yuankang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and his eyes suddenly became distracted.

The fake alchemy monk who was so powerful died!

This is not over yet!

Only a series of "puff" sounds were heard!

The Song family monks fell from the sky like dumplings.

The last golden translucent shadow, carrying a series of storage bags, flew back to Master Nanyue.

From the time Master Nanyue took action to the death of the Song family monks, it only took a few breaths.

Zhou Xun’s face was filled with shock!

"If I encounter this attack, how long can I resist it?"

After thinking about it, Zhou Xun came to a conclusion - it couldn't be stopped!

Could it be that this is the strength of the monks in the middle stage of Zhendan!

You know, Nanyue Zhenren is a formation master, not the kind of monk who is good at fighting!

Zhou Xun understood clearly in his heart that every monk who has cultivated to the True Alchemy Realm should not be underestimated!

So I respected the purple-robed old man in front of me even more!

"Boy, pick one!"

At this time, Master Nanyue's voice interrupted Zhou Xun's thoughts.

"How embarrassing!" Zhou Xun looked at a series of storage bags in front of him.

"Maybe it's too little, then pick another one!" Master Nanyue looked at Zhou Xun with interest.

"That's enough, that's enough. Thank you, uncle, for the reward!" Zhou Xun chuckled.

He selected two storage bags and hung them on his waist.

"Uncle Master, who is this person left?"

Zhou Xun looked at the Song family monk who was the only one left in the field and asked.

"I kept him, naturally, to report the news!" Master Nanyue said calmly, and then looked at the lucky man.

This person was the long-faced young man who had ridiculed Zhou Buqi. At this time, his eyes were dull and his face was frightened.

His whole body was shaking slightly, and there was some yellowish liquid dripping from the hem of his gown.

Seeing this, Master Nanyue frowned slightly, showing a hint of disgust.

It seems that he sensed the impatience of Master Nanyue and thought that Master Nanyue wanted to kill him.

The young man suddenly bowed down with a cry, and kept kowtowing crazily and hard, with tears streaming down his face:

"Senior. Senior, have mercy on me. Senior, have mercy on me!"

"Spare my life!"

"Song Shiwen is also considered an outstanding person, how come he has such a disciple in his clan!" Master Nanyue sneered and moved his fingers slightly.

The young man stood up uncontrollably.

Seeing the young man's frightened expression, Master Nanyue said helplessly:

"I won't kill you!"

Hearing this, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic!

"Hahaha burp. Haha burp."

"Don't laugh, don't cry, or I will kill you!" Master Nanyue had no choice but to do so.

Sure enough, the young man closed his mouth instantly, but opened his eyes wide, for fear of angering the old man.

"I'll let you go back and tell Song Shiwen that I, Lu Henghua, am waiting for him at Wangchuan Lake. Do you remember?"

Master Nanyue said slowly.

The long-faced young man kept nodding his head!

"get out!"

Hearing this, the young man felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He took out his flying magic weapon and fled toward the distance crookedly.

"Uncle Master recognizes the ancestor of the Song family!" Zhou Xun asked curiously.

"It's just a defeated general. When their clan's mountain-protecting formation was broken, I was the one who repaired it!"

"Uncle Master is awesome!" Zhou Xun boasted.

"Okay, go back quickly, something is wrong with your two senior brothers!"

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand and took Zhou Xun and others to fly towards the island in the middle of the lake.