Natural fairy species

Entering Yunjian Mountain, among Jianlu.

Tang Fei was hunched over, coughing violently, and pressed against a stove.

No one could believe that such a frail old man could be the number one swordsman in the Northern Territory.

"Senior brother, I will just go to the Qingfeng Sect next month. I just want to see how Ge Cang's magical powers have improved since he turned into an infant."

Yan Yuanzai holds the Xingxuan Sword and uses the Nascent Soul realm to communicate with the fourth-level flying sword, which is extremely smooth.

Soon he was able to communicate with Xingxuan's Heart Sword, and he was able to master the fourth-level flying sword without any hindrance.

Tang Fei held up a fire stick and fiddled with the charcoal in the stove, but said nothing for a long time.

After a few pieces of charcoal were burning, he threw away the fire stick and said: "You stay at home, I haven't been outside for too long, and my bones are full of worms... I just want to see what level Bai Zichen has reached, and what he can do Give me a surprise."

"Senior brother, are you giving the Qingfeng Sect too much face by taking action personally..."

The corners of Yan Yuanzai's eyes twitched, and there was a hint of silver underneath the burnt charcoal ash of the fire stick. It was clearly the Taixuan Baishou Sword, the inherited flying sword of the Tianhe Sword Sect.

"It's just a matter of participating in the Ge Cang Nascent Soul Ceremony. Xiang Ji sent me a battle invitation again, and asked me to have a sword duel ten years later... Hey, if you want to use me as a sharpening stone to advance to the next level, I want to see it. Is his neck that hard?”

The sword scar on Tang Fei's face pulsed, and the divine light in his eyes was as real as a powerful sword intent.

"The Killing Devil Sword wants to use my life to seize the essence of the Taixuan White Sword, sacrifice Xiang Ji's lifelong swordsmanship, and create an opportunity to attack the fifth-level flying sword... Such a big ambition, I want to see it His talent is said to be the best in the history of the Sword Sword Sect. Can he do this thing that will shock the past and the present?"

The two have fought countless times.

They understand each other better than close relatives of the same family.

Since Xiang Ji forged the Killing Demonic Sword, Tang Fei has lost three games in a row, and each game was at a greater disadvantage than the last.

It's just that Xiang Ji can't do anything to him due to his cultivation level, which is also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

But Tang Fei was well aware of Xiang Ji's crazy attempt, but he would not be afraid of this lifelong opponent.

Rather, it was because I was excited to face such a powerful swordsmanship opponent at the end of my life.

"Senior brother, why do you have to accept the challenge..."

Yan Yuanzai's words of persuasion stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.

As a swordsman, how can he maintain his state of mind if he avoids fighting when facing the enemy of his life?

For Tang Fei, who is more than 800 years old, he even denies his spiritual path.

"Don't worry, it's not difficult for Xiang Ji to defeat me. Even if he wants to kill me, he can't do it even if he breaks through to the late Nascent Soul stage... I have my own plans for the past ten years. I have seen the true style of the killing demon sword, and I still have to fight for Tai Xuan Bai. Shoujian is looking for an heir."

Tang Fei grabbed the fire stick and blew it gently, revealing a silver-white flying sword, which he turned into a hairpin and inserted into his hair.

Three days later, the long sword light flew out from the sword mountain and flew towards the direction of Liang Guo.

When passing by the Immortal Burial Valley, Jianguang stopped to inspect it, then raised his altitude and passed by from a distance.

Only the Immortal Burial Valley was left behind, and the roars of the ancient demons spread throughout the empty wilderness.

…

Thousands of miles of ice fields, ice soul palace.

Suihan Zhenjun swallowed a ball of divine sand in his mouth, and the mini version of Nascent Soul in the Dantian Qi Sea was spitting out an ice dragon to temper the earthy yellow divine sand.

"The last few grains of Wutu Divine Sand, as long as they are completely refined, they can resolve the backlash caused by the loss of longevity when the baby was manifested that day... Finally, I can finally truly practice the fourth level magical power, and then refine the spiritual treasure inherited by this sect. .”

Because after being transformed into an infant, the life span gained by taking Jiangxiancao in childhood was deducted at that time.

As a result, not only was he unable to enjoy the feedback from the two great Nascent Soul visions, but it also seriously affected his Nascent Soul cultivation.

Fortunately, he made a deal with Qingfengmen and exchanged for enough Wutu Divine Sand, and used the Wutu essence inside to immobilize Nascent Soul.

In this way, in another ten to twenty years, the vitality of heaven and earth can be refined normally, and the cultivation that has been immobile since entering the Nascent Soul stage will improve.

"Ancestor, this is the greeting card sent by Qingfeng Sect, inviting you to come to Black Mountain in one month to participate in the Nascent Soul Ceremony..."

"Nascent Soul Ceremony? Is it Ge Cang or Bai Zichen?"

As soon as Zhenjun Suihan came out of seclusion, he received a greeting card. He held it in his hand without even looking at it and asked.

"Back to my ancestor, it's Zhenjun Ge Cang..."

The young monk is the most talented disciple of this generation of Ice Soul Sect. He has the qualifications of Ice Spirit Root and Star Frost Spirit Body, and he has high hopes from his teacher.

That's why I arranged it here. The spiritual energy is strong and suitable for cultivation, and there is a chance to get guidance from the ancestor of Nascent Soul.

"It's true that the wave behind the generation pushed the wave ahead. I prepared the chariot for the old Taoist to set off to Montenegro..."

When Zhenjun Suihan thought about Ge Cang's age and compared it with his own, he couldn't help but feel retarded even though he had just transformed into an infant.

His age, coupled with the hundreds of years he spent vomiting, and the negative impact of the Crimson Immortal Grass, meant that he wasted several decades to consolidate his cultivation.

Shi Chengdong said that he was a withered bone in the grave. Although it was harsh and unpleasant, it was true.

Maybe they have just finished refining the realm of the Nascent Soul, and they have no time to try to attack the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and they are about to face the end of their lifespan.

"Call Fairy Lianyu and several of her disciples. The old Taoist has overexerted himself in retreat this time. His back is tired and he needs to relax..."

True Lord Suihan did not forget to give his instructions, and after transforming into an infant, he not only fulfilled his long-cherished wish, but also fulfilled the Ice Soul Palace's ten thousand year wish.

In addition, there was little chance of breaking through to a higher realm, so he quickly indulged himself in the warm-scented nephrite and enjoyed the secret of acacia.

…

"Another Nascent Soul, the Liang Kingdom is really interesting... When senior brother comes here with the Abi Heavenly Prison Demonic Sword, it will be just in time to add another piece of blood food."

In the blood pool, there were only blood bubbles popping up one by one, slowly rising into the air and exploding, and a cloud of blood spilled out.

This low and charming voice seemed to come from the entire blood pool, making a roaring sound.

Fang Tiansheng stood quietly outside the blood pool, without saying a word. There were a few more knife-like wrinkles on his face, and the corners of his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life.

"How is the search for the ruins you talked about last time going?"

The voice of True Lord Blood God sounded again, and only a shadow could be seen swimming in the blood pool.

"Back to Zhenjun, I led more than 300 elite disciples to explore it. It is very likely that it is one of the great gods who participated in the siege of the ancient demon... The ruins are somewhat like an underground palace tomb. After we enter, we will confirm and bury them. The Immortal Valley is not directly connected.”

Fang Tiansheng handed over his report without any emotion.

"The internal environment is harsh and it is extremely difficult to dig deep. We have only harvested this bone tooth so far."

Finger-thick bones and teeth flew out and fell into the blood pool. After a long time, the True Lord Blood God spoke again.

"If it is a god-transforming accessory, I can sense the power of the void on it... I still need more and better collections like this."

"I will do it according to the True Lord's wishes immediately. However, I can still break the restriction at the moment. When we reach the depths of the ruins behind, we may need the True Lord to take action."

Fang Tiansheng has been like the most loyal subordinate in these years, making great contributions to the Blood Demon Sect's southern and northern campaigns.

With so much blood food every year, it would definitely be impossible to get together without destroying one or two Dan-forming-level forces.

Even the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect have suffered a thousand casualties.

"Don't worry, I will refine the blood pool to make it immortal... Even the fifth-level Tongtian Lingbao can't harm me easily. He will take action to break the restriction when the time comes."

True Lord Blood God has full confidence and still does not ignore the relics left by the ancient power of transforming gods.

The ability to transform into gods, even if he does not transform into the secret realm of the cave after his death, can still attract people to covet him if he just lives in it daily.

Fang Tiansheng left the Dragon Bone Hall and suddenly felt that his steps were much heavier.

‘We are almost 600 years old, and the old guy and I are both about to die... I have been carrying the heavy burden of the sect all my life, and it is too tiring to walk. ’

Fang Tiansheng walked to the sect and looked at the huge gold-swallowing earth dragon beast lying quietly on the ground with overlapping scars. He didn't know how many fights he had experienced with him.

"No matter whether there is hope for Nascent Soul or not, as long as I am still alive, I will continue to try... Life can't be everything you want, but I want to be clear in my heart."

He stepped out of the Blood Demon Sect step by step, looked at the tens of millions of Beast Sect disciples waiting for him, waved gently, and everyone followed him.

‘All the rhythms were set in advance, and nothing went wrong except that the efficiency was a little slower... I really envy Ge Cang. He can actually transform himself into a baby and change the fate of himself and the sect. What an honor it is. ’

Fang Tiansheng thought of Ge Cang's success in transforming into an infant, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his lips.

Most of those who were not disciples of the Yuanying Sect relied on themselves. In the later period, they did not get any help from the sect and had to step into the Yuanying.

Only monks who have actually walked this path will understand the difficulty of such a journey.

"Let's meet again in the ruins of the God Transformation Power..."

Fang Tiansheng rolled over onto the gold-swallowing earth dragon beast, and led thousands of disciples from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect to ride on their natal spiritual beasts. The sun was blocked by the ulala.

…

For the Qingfeng Sect's Nascent Soul Ceremony, many more monks came than expected.

Many sects that had not received the invitation had prepared congratulatory gifts and looked for opportunities to visit.

Either they wait outside the mountain gate for a long time, or they try to negotiate a relationship in a roundabout way to see if they can get in accommodatingly.

Finally, on the official day, there were thousands of monks waiting outside the mountain gate formation, from seventy-two counties in five states, and even monks from the other three countries in the northern region.

If the time was not too short, there would even be people from further away.

Just like the Five Elements Sect, the closest ally of the Qingfeng Sect, because the two sides were too far apart, they did not notify their Master Jiedan to come.

Anyway, the two families have had foundation-building monks stationed in each other's sect for a long time, so they can also participate in this event as representatives.

As the top alchemy master in the Liang Kingdom, Zhu Zhenren of the Danxia Sect is the most popular person everywhere, even in the Qingfeng Sect.

Before the Nascent Soul Ceremony began, there were alchemy monks from various sects who knew or did not know each other and came up to chat.

Looking to buy elixirs, or preparing spiritual materials and asking for help in refining elixirs, or simply building connections to make them familiar.

It was not until an attractive female cultivator came and invited him to the inner hall, saying that it was Master Bai who invited him, that he got out of this situation.