Immortal Palace Longevity

Two days later, Liu Yu looked at the bottle of Bi Ling Dan in his hand with a smile on his face.

In the past two days, in addition to practicing, he was refining elixirs, refining five batches of Bi Ling Dan every day. Today, he finally successfully refined one batch, and every ten batches were successful, with a success rate of almost 10%.

Xiaomei Mountain, Fengjia.

At this time, Feng Guangyou had returned to his family and found the patriarch Feng Tianwei who was offering incense to his ancestors in the ancestral hall. He bowed down respectfully and said:

"For the information of the clan leader, Guangyou has already met the Yuanyang Sect's garrison when he went to Hanyue City. He accepted the benefits of our family without raising any suspicion."

Feng Guangyou respected the clan leader very much. The Feng family of Xiaomei Mountain was originally the lowest among the three families in this area. It was under the leadership of the clan leader that they worked hard to manage their family, and they got to where they are today step by step, and their strength is slightly superior to the other two families.

The body of an immortal cultivator is washed by spiritual energy and ages slowly. Feng Tianwei looks like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, but his actual age is close to sixty.

He stood in front of the memorial tablets of his ancestors and meditated, with his back to Feng Guangyou. After a while, he said leisurely:

"Guang You, you've done a great job, but it's a pity that your spiritual root qualifications are so poor that your hope of building a foundation is slim. If Guang Lin can be half as experienced as you, I can trust him and leave my family to him in the future!"

Feng Guangyou grew up in the family and still has a deep emotional connection with the family. After hearing this, he said sincerely:

"Guang Lin is still young now. With his qualifications of dual spiritual roots, he has to be taught well by his family. He will definitely mature."

"The chance of foundation building in the future is not small. If successful, our Feng family will become a foundation building family!"

Hearing this, Feng Tianwei recalled Feng Guanglin's innocent eyes and character, and sighed slightly:

"I hope so!"

He then collected his emotions and said seriously:

"How is the transfer of the direct lineage members without spiritual roots?"

Now that they are ready to rebel from Qingzhou, the Feng family must make preparations early. Feng Tianwei has arranged for a group of direct clan members who have produced immortal cultivators in recent generations to move to Jingzhou. Such mortals who have produced immortal cultivators in recent generations have once again The probability of having children with spiritual roots is also relatively high.

The Hehuan Sect promised that as long as the Feng Family cooperated with their infiltrated disciples to destroy enough resource points of the Yuanyang Sect and made great achievements, they would reward the Feng Family with a spiritual mountain with a low-grade spiritual vein for the Feng Family to thrive.

You must know that Xiaomei Mountain is just a incomplete spiritual vein, which has already made countless casual cultivators envious. If they can practice on the real spiritual vein, the family will definitely be able to develop and grow. This is one of the reasons why the Feng family made this choice. one.

In fact, if the Yuanyang Sect hadn't gone too far in bullying others, the Feng family would not have been willing to take the risk. After all, no matter whether it was successful or not, thousands of ordinary clan members would have no choice but to give up.

Eighteen years ago, the Feng Family discovered the cold iron veins first. When the Feng Family wasted a lot of manpower and material resources to prepare for mining, the Yuanyang Sect got the news from nowhere and sent a foundation-building monk to come to the Feng Family as a "guest". , the mine was taken away with a single word, and it was just a symbolic compensation of hundreds of spiritual stones.

The Feng family has always been worried about this matter. If the cold iron veins are not taken away, Feng Tianwei will have a glimmer of hope to build the foundation by relying on the extracted resources, and the family will have more resources to cultivate the next generation. .

"Obstructing someone's path is like killing one's parents. This hatred is irreconcilable."

Feng Guangyou's eyes flashed with hatred, and he whispered:

"Arrangements have been made, and the five hundred direct clan members have dispersed into Jingzhou."

Feng Tianwei turned around, put his hands behind his back, nodded and said:

"This matter cannot be rushed. If you don't pay attention to the family, it may be catastrophic. You must be sure to take the lead."

"Okay, you go down and make arrangements first!"

After speaking, Feng Tianwei waved his hand for Feng Guangyou to step back, and then looked at the ancestral tablet again.

"I don't know if this move is right or wrong?"

Hanyue City, a large house in the south of the city, with a two-story attic and a practice room.

Liu Yu was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with a green halo on his face, and he was running the "Wood Spirit Art" to slowly refine the power of the Bi Ling Dan.

Wisps of medicinal power turned into pure spiritual energy, which were refined and absorbed, turning into strands of mana, sinking into the lake of mana in Dantian, slowly increasing the mana foundation, and turning into materials for improving cultivation.

An hour later, Liu Yu opened her calm and deep eyes, and a ray of green light faded and disappeared.

Feeling the increase in cultivation level, he thought. If he continues at this speed, he will be able to break through to the eighth level of Qi refining in about a year. This speed is probably two minutes faster than the dual spirit roots. After all, the dual spirit roots Spiritual roots don’t necessarily have pills to take every day.

Liu Yu got up, packed her things, opened the Sancai Formation, and walked out.

He patted the storage bag, took out the Golden Dragon Sword, input mana and threw it into the air until it was ten feet in size. He used a blinding technique to prevent mortals from seeing it, and then turned into a golden escaping light and flew towards the cold iron veins.

Half an hour later, Hantie Mine, steward's room.

Lin Dayong was lying leisurely on a Taishi chair, holding a booklet with a woman's exquisite curves in his hand, looking at it intently, and moving his lower body with one hand.

"snort"

Liu Yu appeared in the room silently, but Lin Dayong was so involved that he didn't notice it for a while. It wasn't until Liu Yu made a cold snort that he was shocked.

Lin Dayong's face turned pale and seemed very uncomfortable. He hurriedly tied up his belt and put the colored booklet on the table.

After hurriedly arranging his clothes, he stepped forward, and with an anxious mood, he bent down and said with an awkward smile:

"I'm here to meet Master Liu. I didn't know you were coming. Please forgive me for not welcoming you."

"I don't know what you want me to do. Just tell me and I'll do it right away!"

Liu Yu put his hands behind his back and was silent for a while. When Lin Dayong's forehead was sweating, he slowly said:

"Go and invite my four fellow disciples here right away. Remember to keep it a secret and don't let others know that I've been here."

He didn't know if there were any Hehuan Sect monks or Feng family spies in the mine. For the sake of caution, he chose to come to the mine secretly.

"Yes, I'll go and invite the four masters right away!"

Lin Dayong was as if he had been pardoned. He immediately accepted the order loudly, slowly left the room, closed the door, and went to invite Wu Chang and the other four.

Liu Yu walked to the table and waved his finger in the air. The booklet moved without wind.

After a few glances, he lost interest. This painter's painting skills were really not good. It was far worse than some weekly comics in his previous life.

Liu Yu walked to the main seat and sat down, putting the booklet into the drawer. If this thing was seen by his fellow disciples, it would be a misunderstanding. Then he quietly waited for his fellow disciples to arrive.

After about two quarters of an hour, the door was reopened, and Wu Chang and his four brothers and Lin Dayong walked in.

"Hello, Senior Brother Liu!"

Wu Chang, Zhou Guibo, Xie Huaxiong, and Sun Ju bowed and said in unison.

"How are you, fellow disciples?"

"Manager Lin, you can go out now. Remember, don't tell anyone that I've been here, otherwise you'll have to watch your head!"

Liu Yu smiled and greeted the four fellow disciples, then warned Lin Dayong and motioned him to go out.