only……

"The higher the level of the immortal method, the more picky it is about the spiritual root and physique. It also requires the assistance of many natural treasures and even special spiritual objects to break through the barriers recorded in the Dao Chapter."

“Huayu Gangyinsha… This is a special type of silver sand condensed from the roots of the thousand-year-old Huayu tree. Only with this can I add more spiritual charm to the Qingmu spell and initially master this domineering spell…”

Li Qinglin's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

It is no wonder that many powerful techniques and spells have gradually disappeared with the passage of time.

One would always need dragon liver and phoenix marrow, ten thousand year holy crystal, and sun essence stone to assist in cultivation. Even if one were an immortal reincarnated, he wouldn't necessarily be so generous!

If you don’t lose the tradition, who will? Times have changed!

Fortunately, Yunyan Yuanjun does not belong to the ancient times.

Ten thousand years ago, Dajie was about to die and Dajiang had not yet been established.

In a sense, Yunyan Yuanjun is still a modern person.

Therefore, the rare treasures needed for the martial arts she created could still be found.

"Huayu Gangyinsha... Dajiang is a vast territory. I remember that the prefecture where a large number of Huayu trees were planted recently seemed to be Laowan Prefecture?"

"Now I am also practicing alchemy. In two years, I have an 80% chance of refining first-grade high-quality elixirs. The alchemy atmosphere of Qingxu Ridge is no longer necessary for me.

Laowan Prefecture has a strong aura of cultivating immortals, and its skills in alchemy, equipment, and spiritual plants far exceed those of Huainan Prefecture. It would be good to go there to broaden your horizons..."

…

Blood God Palace.

It is located in a dangerous place, hidden deep in the earth veins, rugged and tortuous, with dozens or even hundreds of caves running through and branching out, and is shrouded in an innate illusion array. Not to mention ordinary people, even a fake elixir cultivator who falls into it will lose his direction, like a headless fly.

At this time, from a corner of the Blood God Palace, there was a faint and evil sound of chanting.

A man wearing a black Taoist robe, with an elegant face, like a frail scholar, lowered his head, his face flickered, and his lips moved.

One eye, clear and calm.

One eye, twisted and bloodthirsty.

In front of the man, there was a huge stone altar. Countless carved centipede-like patterns and distorted runes were already bright, emitting an unfathomable mysterious evil aura, causing the air flow around the altar to become slow and obscure.

A row of candles were placed around the altar, the candle flames swaying slightly in the air flow. The faint candlelight shone on the man's body, reflecting the patterns on his body that looked like eyeballs.

Suddenly, a powerful spiritual aura burst out from the man, lifting his robe and causing it to flutter, emitting a brilliant spiritual light.

"Yin Shu plants the divine talisman... Plant the talisman and get the talisman. All external objects can be used by me..."

The sound gradually spread to most of the Blood God Palace.

The weird thing is that the cultivators in the Blood God Palace, from those in the Qi training stage to several elders in the foundation building stage, seemed to be completely unaware of it. Instead, their faces looked dazed, and they were sometimes crazy and sometimes laughing.

A talisman disappeared between everyone's eyebrows.

Xu Yu noticed this scene and couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction.

Three years, a full three years! He had been lurking in the Blood God Palace for three years, ever since he had impersonated and stolen the identity of Tu Buqing, the deputy palace master of the Blood God Palace.

Win over your subordinates, eliminate dissidents, and secretly plant talismans for the monks of the Blood God Palace!

The Yinshu Divine Talisman Seed was originally a special method that Master Jingyuan was born with, after studying and practicing it for a hundred years.

After taking over Ji Yu's body and creating two souls, this method underwent some strange changes.

Even more evil, even more unpredictable! As long as this talisman seed is secretly planted in the brows and souls of other practitioners, it can help them practice in the early stages, and Xu Yu can even borrow magic from them.

However, as long as the talisman seed matures, Xu Yu can seize all the cultivation of the planted person in a moment, and feed it back to himself. Not only can he improve his magic power, but he can also use it to refine the 'Yin Shu San Jue Xuan Guang' magical power and use it to break through the Jindan realm!

"Now...he is the only one left."

The Blood God Ancestor, a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage, has been in seclusion all year round, hiding in an attic built with blood and bones.

“Master…”

Hearing the sound of the cave opening, Shen Dan came hurriedly, dressed in black, with a cold temperament. Judging from the fluctuations in his Dharma power, he had actually reached the eighth level of Qi training.

Xu Yu glanced at Shen Dan indifferently.

For the sake of his old friend Han Fei, Shen Dan is one of the few cultivators in the Blood God Palace who has not been planted with the talisman seed by him.

It's also a good idea to leave someone with a strong will to run errands for you.

After giving a few casual instructions, Xu Yu went straight to the blood-colored attic. Before he got close, he saw a short, twisted Mohai sacred tree that exuded a strong woody fragrance.

The tree is lush and green, with earthworm-like bumps on its bark, just like human blood vessels. It is unknown how old the tree is.

A biting cold wind blew from the underground tunnel, making the treetops rustle and a little girl's silver bell-like laughter could be heard.

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"The Mohai Divine Tree is a third-level precious plant. The heart of the tree has the magical effect of washing away old blood and witnessing wisdom... There are many good things in this Blood God Palace, but unfortunately, they are all mine."

Xu Yu looked at the Mohai sacred tree and muttered to himself.

And under the Mohai sacred tree, a very old figure with a wrinkled face and almost only skin covering his bones slowly raised his head.

It is the Blood God Ancestor!

"It's been three years, and you finally dare to come to me?"

The Blood God Patriarch spoke very slowly, word by word.

But when Xu Yu heard it, it was like a bolt of thunder out of the blue, and his face turned pale with fright.

"You found me? You knew it a long time ago..."

The Blood God Patriarch looked calm: "Your talisman is very special, or rather, you are very special..."

"I don't care who you are. I don't care even if you treat everyone in the sect like pigs and sheep."

"But at this moment, I am strong and you are weak, so you have to help me do something."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Mohai sacred tree shook its trunk.

The soil squirmed and rolled, and dozens of bloody corpses with stiff bodies, sharp black nails, green faces, fangs, and hideous and terrifying appearances crawled out of it.

The auras were uneven, some were high and some were low. The weak ones were only at the middle stage of Qi training, but the strong ones even had several blood corpses at the late stage of foundation building! Judging from their clothes that had not yet rotted, these people were all disciples of the Blood God Palace.

Over the past hundred years, the death rate of Blood God Palace disciples has risen sharply. Even the disciples of Deputy Palace Master Xu Buqing have been almost wiped out.

But actually…

They were all sacrificed and refined into blood corpses by this Blood God Ancestor.

now,

Surrounded by dozens of blood corpses, the malice emanating from the Blood God Ancestor's seemingly weak and decayed body condensed into a substantial black cloud, enveloping Xu Yu.

Xu Yu's face looked extremely ugly, his two pupils moved and collided, and the two consciousnesses in his body seemed to be communicating and confirming something.

Finally, he said with difficulty,

"What is it?"

"Let's go to Yimo Valley. I want to know whether Huangquan Zhenjun is really dead, or... the devil is immortal!"

(End of this chapter)