Natural fairy species

Silverfish meat is fresh and smooth, and it also has the effect of rejuvenating skin.

The Peach Blossom Fairy loves to use it the most. In order to please this ancestor of the Pill Formation, the Ghost Spirit Sect directly turned the 10,000-acre water pool that could accommodate the cultivation life of nearly a hundred disciples into a fish-raising spirit pond.

Twenty Qi Refining disciples were specially arranged to take care of these silver-fat fish.

The above places combined would require at least two thousand monks to take care of them.

It is best to have foundation-building monks, otherwise as an external force, they may not be able to control the situation.

The atmosphere in Hejian County is far inferior to that of Black Mountain. Not only are robbery cultivators everywhere, but when a big fish appears in front of them, many casual cultivators don't mind changing their identities to make a fortune.

"Heishan is the foundation of our sect. It is impossible to continue to deploy manpower... When Senior Brother Wei comes back, we will discuss with him to see if there are any local forces in Hejian County who take the initiative to join us and let them garrison the next-level resource points. It is agreed. Just let them turn over the term and share every year.”

The Qingfeng Sect has greatly expanded its enrollment in the past few decades. The total number of disciples is at that level.

Even if Bai Zichen has not been an elder for a long time and has not had an in-depth understanding of the grassroots disciples, he knows that it is completely impossible to meet Bai Chuming's requirements.

"This forest farm covers tens of thousands of hectares. The annual output is mainly first-level spiritual trees, and the second-level spiritual trees do not exceed 300 square meters... You plan to arrange one foundation-building elder and ten disciples in the late stage of Qi refining. There are thirty disciples in the middle period. Can this number of people be able to come to the forest farm?"

Bai Zichen threw the file back and rubbed his brows.

"Even if we can take care of it, is it worth it for our sect to invest these manpower in exchange for this small amount of spiritual wood output every year? Let's think about it carefully, focus on the big ones and let go of the small ones, and use our limited manpower on the edge."

"Disciples must make adjustments according to the ancestor's instructions."

Wei Chuming picked up the file and asked carefully: "What should we do with so many Ghost Spirit Sect prisoners?"

There are more than 7,000 Qi Refining disciples and more than 50 Foundation-building monks. If we do not take into account the two Dan-Jie Daoists, the strength of the Black Mountain army is not as strong as these surrendered Ghost Spirit Sect prisoners.

Just guarding them like this, the supervising monks took up a large part of the manpower.

At this time, everything is waiting for something to be done, and it is a very busy scene. All items obtained through the inspection of the Ghost Spirit Gate must be sealed and marked so that they cannot fall into the hands of individuals. However, if precious treasures are found, they will also be rewarded with contribution points.

Nothing is better than staying where you are and watching over the captives.

This group of monks could not earn any benefits, and they were already dissatisfied. The commotion put Wei Chuming under a lot of pressure.

"More than seven thousand monks were killed and wasted, and they were all punished with hard labor. Let's throw them away to mine the veins... Set a time limit, fifty years for the Qi Refining monks, and one hundred years for the Foundation-building monks. The hard labor years will be reduced if appropriate for those who have performed meritorious services. "

Mining mineral veins can be regarded as the most annoying job for all monks. The depths of the mineral veins have long become an environment only suitable for the growth of ores.

The spiritual energy is disordered and the mining work is heavy, which will also affect my own cultivation.

In Qingfeng Sect, only those disciples who have made mistakes will be assigned such hard labor.

For normal spiritual mining work, mortal martial arts masters are still hired as mining workers.

Every two or three years, the reward is a bottle of elixir that replenishes Qi and blood. In the eyes of ordinary warriors, it is the supreme elixir that leads to the innate world.

In the Ghost Spirit Sect, the losers in the sect and a large number of captured casual cultivators are used to fill the number of people in the mine.

"Yes, the disciple will distribute these prisoners to the nearest mines later."

Wei Chuming responded, no matter what the solution was, as long as Patriarch Jiedan spoke up and could arrange it.

…

The underground palace looks like a ghost.

Master Ge Cang scanned the important classics in the Ghost Spirit Gate Transmission Hall and found that this was the only place that really deserved attention.

The source of Baigu Zhenren's confidence and the sudden surge in his cultivation to the point where he reached the point of perfecting the elixir formation also depended on this.

"The underworld coffin is the carrier used by great figures to reincarnate in ancient times... I didn't expect that the Ghost Spirit Sect would contain such a strange object. I really can't underestimate the heritage of each sect."

The objects in the anecdotes and biographies in the classics really appeared in front of him, and Bai Zichen was still very curious.

"I don't know if those big names have been reincarnated successfully. Such rumors have no beginning or end..."

"I guess it was not successful, otherwise it would not be possible that the most powerful person in the human world since ancient times would be a god... In the past ten thousand years, even the power of transforming gods has been hard to find."

Master Ge Cang walked in front, and thousands of candles swayed with his footsteps.

"If such a big shot successfully reincarnates and breaks through the mystery in the womb, it is not the Nascent Soul realm that can trap them."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of the underworld coffin.

The coffin door was open, and it should have been pushed open when the White Bone Master got up from it.

It was pitch black inside the coffin, and both the naked eye and the consciousness could only see through a few feet in the darkness.

"What a terrible coffin, it seems to be calling in a low voice. No wonder so many monks lay in it and ended up with it."

Bai Zichen shook his head and took a step back.

His consciousness turned into two soaring dragons and rushed inward. A vague and distant voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It does not distinguish between men and women, and the meaning is unknown, but it is like the call of an eternal existence that echoes in the long river of time. The terrifying power makes the entire sea of ​​​​consciousness shake.

However, in his sea of ​​​​consciousness, below there is the furnace of heaven and earth tempering the earth, water, fire and wind, and above there are five-crystal divine iron scattered like stars to consolidate the sky.

However, in his sea of ​​​​consciousness, below there is the furnace of heaven and earth tempering the earth, water, fire and wind, and above there are five-crystal divine iron scattered like stars to consolidate the sky.

The sound echoed twice, but failed to cause the consciousness to sink, and then disappeared.

"The purity of the underworld energy in this coffin is definitely not a fourth-level method. Is it really connected to the underworld as in the legend?"

Master Ge Cang reached out and touched the underworld coffin, and black energy immediately swam toward his palm.

There was a flash of lightning and a crackling sound before the black energy was dispersed.

"Let's arrange a formation to make the underground palace a forbidden area. It's very easy for Master Jiedan to be tricked here... If you want to explore the secrets, you must at least start with Nascent Soul."

"This is how it should be, lest any disciples enter this place without permission and be bewitched by the underworld coffin, causing tragedy."

Bai Zichen nodded slightly. There was nothing in the underground palace that could make him care about except the underworld coffin.

It's a pity that this place has reached the third level of high-grade spiritual energy and introduced rich Yin energy, which is no longer suitable for Qingfeng sect disciples to practice.

Facing the ancient wonders of the Underworld Coffin, Bai Zichen and Ge Cang were calm and unconcerned, because both of them had a great chance of becoming the True Lord of Nascent Soul.

But for 99% of the monks in the world, a ray of dark energy can achieve double the effect of pure chalcedony, greatly increasing the probability of forming a pill.

When an alchemy cultivator steps into the coffin, it is even more possible for him to reach the consummation of alchemy formation.

Not everyone can refuse this temptation.

"Speaking of which, Wangui Stream as a whole has a third-level mid-grade spiritual vein, but after so many years of reconstruction at the Ghost Spirit Sect, many places have become demon soil. Only monks who have practiced specific techniques are suitable for life."

"It doesn't matter. Those places are prone to rigor mortis and ghosts. From now on, just set them up as trial sites for inner disciples... As time goes by, they will slowly correct themselves and return to normal spiritual places."

Bai Zichen had already analyzed the distribution of spiritual lands in Wangui Stream. Despite its vast area, it was actually not as good as his own Tianlei Cliff.

There are two parts of the third-level high-grade spiritual land, one is the underground palace, and the other is the blue wave formed by the eye of the spiritual spring.

There are only three third-level spiritual lands left suitable for Qingfeng Sect disciples, which means that the third-level spiritual lands in Ghost Spirit Sect are almost exclusive to the ancestors of the Pill Formation, and others don’t need to think too much.

This is completely different from the situation where Qingfeng Sect can ensure that every true disciple can be assigned a third-level spiritual land. Before the outbreak of foundation-building monks, every elder could still get a turn after queuing for several years.

"It's a pity that I shouldn't stay away. Otherwise, I would go to Beiyuan to ask for a piece of Buddhist treasure. It should be able to cleanse the evil spirit here and restore the pure land."

The destruction of the Ghost Spirit Sect only eliminated the weakest opponent of the Qingfeng Sect. Of course, Master Ge Cang did not dare to relax.

Regardless of whether it is the Holy Lotus Sect or the Tianli Sect, if it really comes to the point of dispatching True Lord Nascent Soul, the entire Qingfeng Sect will only have a chance to stop it if both he and Bai Zichen risk their lives.

"Now that we have become the headquarters of our sect, it is inappropriate to call it Wan Guijian. Why don't we give it a new name, senior brother?"

"Then let's call it Wanxian Stream."

Master Ge Cang was obviously not good at naming names, so he said slowly.

…

Among the silver-white spirit boats.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect who withdrew from Hejian County returned to the sect on their own, and the two Master Jiedan were riding in the flying magic weapon.

"Thank you for your help, Master, otherwise the Nu family would have become prisoners of the Qingfeng Sect."

Fairy Lian Yu gently raised her wrist, her dazzling arms like Chuxue were covered with a layer of hazy white gauze, and gently wiped her reddish eye sockets.

The expression on his face was frightened, but he was actually muttering in his heart.

She had never had a romantic relationship with the famous Sui Han, and they only met once at the same auction decades ago.

How could such an experience make him come to the rescue, not to mention the timing was such a coincidence.

It can only be said that the other party has been paying attention to him and has another purpose behind saving people.

"You don't need to thank me, just thank yourself. I saved you because you are the only woman from the Hehuan Sect who has achieved perfect cultivation... The old Taoist wants you to take the initiative to smash the Hehuan Bell, trigger the sacred sound of six desires, and help me overcome the disaster!"

Suihan Zhenren is a shriveled old man. Except for a pair of bright and translucent eyes, his whole body is already showing his age.

"What about the Albizia Bell? We don't have this treasure in our sect. You must have heard the rumors wrong."

Fairy Lianyu was stunned, her bright eyes widened, her lips slightly opened, and she made a confused gesture as a little woman.

"Since the old Taoist has come to the door, he must be completely sure... If the time hadn't been ripe, he would have invited you back to the Ice Palace."

Master Suihan's words made Fairy Lianyu stand up nervously, with a look of complete control on her old face.

"The Albizia Bell is the product of the sea of ​​consciousness of cultivating the technique. Only you practitioners who break it sincerely can attract the sacred sound of the Six Desires... Do you think the old Taoist understands it very well?"

"Real person, if the Albizia Bell is broken, the slave family will fall directly back to the early stage of pill formation... For me, wasting a hundred years of cultivation time means that the path of this life will be cut off."

Fairy Lianyu's face suddenly turned pale. She wasn't pretending this time, she was really feeling pain in her heart.

"If the slave family serves you with the secret method of dual cultivation, it will also promote your cultivation."