In the end, he could only sigh with great emotion,

"Friend Shang... is truly a role model for our generation. In terms of insidious schemes and courage, Li is far inferior to him..."

Just a little guess, we can know how many ups and downs Shang Xuan has experienced in hiding in the three mountains of Qingshitan for so many years, and how tormented and anxious his mental journey must have been...

But in the end, she was like being reborn from the fire. In the suffocating darkness that blocked out the sky, she finally tore a tiny crack, flapped her wings, soared upwards, and finally built her foundation.

Li Qinglin had the illusion that he was personally participating in a novel biography and witnessing the rise of the protagonist.

"As expected, in the world of immortal cultivation, no one can be trusted except oneself."

Li Qinglin muttered to himself.

In addition to this, there are the magic weapons obtained from the fake 'Chun Ji'.

Things like bone collars were destroyed in the thunderstorm.

Only the strange leg bone magic weapon was not damaged. Instead, under the thunderstorm, quenching-like patterns appeared on the bone surface.

[Sky Blue Sea Squirt Beast]

A group of special beasts living in the Wind Crystal Sea, the essence of heaven and earth. They have no physical body and move with the wind. They can travel tens of thousands of miles a day, but once they die, they will leave behind a piece of bones and fall from the sky.

This leg bone is the remains of a [Tian Cang Qing Zhe Sea Squirt].

Although it can be used to refine magical instruments, the most precious thing about this item is that it is used by the perfect foundation-building cultivators as a sustenance for the achievement of false elixirs! It is even more compatible with the human body than some third-level monsters' Yuandan and beast elixirs, and the false elixirs achieved by it are more powerful!

Even, it can truly possess some of the power of the Golden Core Realm! "It seems like I have really found a treasure..."

Li Qinglin's eyes flickered.

Although he was confident that he could break through to the Golden Core Realm, he did not need to use this leg bone to make a fake elixir.

But whether it is traded or given as a gift to old friends, it is a top-notch item.

Many of them are foundation-building monks who are about to die and feel that they have no future. They are willing to pay a huge price, even become slaves and sacrifice their own soul fire, to get this leg bone.

It can be imagined that the fake 'Chun Ji' who can use [Sky Blue Sea Squirt Bone] as a magic weapon and is not that old must have a powerful force behind him.

However, this has nothing to do with Li Qinglin.

After all, under the thunder, all traces turned into charcoal.

The murderer was Han Fei, what did it have to do with him, Li Qinglin? "I have been in the mortal world for a year. Although my realm has not improved, my state of mind has improved greatly. My magic power has completely stabilized, and..."

Li Qinglin sensed the fairy in the pot, the plant that was already as tall as a man, each leaf of which was shining with emerald green light, inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy, like a three-spike plantain that had fallen into a fairyland.

[Other Spiritual Transformation: Three Spike Plantain (Transformation Degree 99%)]

"It's almost done. This world of mortals is also my practice."

Li Qinglin murmured to himself, slowly closed his eyes, and seemed to fall into sleep again.

…

Yuxu Sect.

Sitting high in the misty sky, it looks down coldly at the entire Wangfeng County, as if it has existed for tens of millions of years.

The pavilions in the sect are arranged in an orderly manner, with high eaves and various magic arrays and prohibitions, creating a fairyland-like scene.

At this time, in a building called "Life Hall" that looked like a screen in the sect, a pale-faced man with a thin figure, fluttering clothes, and a fan in his hand was sitting cross-legged in the hall.

On the chopping board in front of him were eternal lamps burning with the fire of the soul.

Huh! Suddenly,

A cold wind blew in from outside the hall, ignoring the obstruction of the curtains and formations, and blew straight into the house.

Then he saw two soul lamps placed on the inner circle on the chopping board, with flickering flames, and then they went out with a whoosh.

The white-faced man slowly opened his eyes and saw the two extinguished eternal lamps. Especially when he saw the names under the lamps, his expression changed slightly and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He calmly made some hand gestures and sent out a message.

"What do you want, Uncle Mingya?"

Mingya said calmly,

"Fei Qi, take my decree and go to Taiping Mountain. Your two junior brothers have fallen."

Fei Qi raised his head suddenly, with a look of astonishment on his face, and then quickly calmed down, but his voice became slightly trembling.

"yes!"

Although Fei Qi was only at the middle stage of foundation building, his ranking among the true disciples could only be considered upper-middle.

But he was mature beyond his years, generous and kind. Many of his younger brothers and sisters who joined the school later received his guidance and he served as both a teacher and a friend to them.

Fei Qi received a golden decree, stomped his feet, rode the wind and flew up, following the formation restrictions to Taiping Mountain.

In just three hours, Fei Qi returned to the sect and came to the Hall of Life.

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"Uncle Mingya, Taiping Mountain is now in ruins. Buried under the thunder, the bodies of my two junior brothers cannot be found..."

A trace of sadness flashed across Fei Qi's eyes, and he told her everything he had seen and investigated.

Mingya was silent for a moment and signaled Fei Qi to leave.

Fei Qi bowed deeply, his tone choking, "Please ask the sect to avenge my junior brother. Guang Fengzi is a madman, we must kill him!"

Ming Ya said calmly: "The sect will take care of this matter. There is no such thing as a disciple of the Yuxu Sect dying in vain."

Fei Qi knelt on the ground and slowly left.

In the Hall of Life and Death, the sky is bright with sunlight, illuminating the slightly dim soul lamps.

Mingya's face remained calm. He recited the "Yellow Sutra Five Sufferings Wheel Lamp Ceremony" to pray for the souls of those whose lamps had gone out. Then he slowly stood up and walked towards a certain direction of the Yuxu Sect.

Mingya flew for an incense stick of time.

Then I saw steep cliffs rising high, hawks circling, and waterfalls roaring.

Two dragon snakes formed by the water of two dark green waterfalls rose into the air, their long whiskers and sharp fangs lifelike as they moved and twisted in the air.

On the cliff,

A man stood quietly, dressed in a white brocade robe, looking elegant and dashing, just watching the clouds rolling and the dragons and snakes riding on the mist.

Ming Ya, who had completed the foundation building, landed on the cliff, but bowed respectfully and humbly said to the monk in brocade clothes:

"Mingya pays respect to Master Wang."

The monk in brocade robes did not turn around, but nodded slightly and said,

"What happened?"

Mingya replied: "Wan Guo and Mao Qingchen are dead."

The monk in brocade robes frowned slightly.

Mingya continued, "Wang Feilu is also dead."

A hint of coldness flashed across the eyes of the monk in brocade clothes, and white jade-like patterns appeared on his body.

In an instant, the mist-riding dragon snake let out a mournful roar, and instantly collapsed into water mist, which scattered down.

The entire cliff seemed to be unable to bear the weight and was about to collapse. Strong winds blew and sand and rocks flew everywhere.

Mingya's face turned slightly pale and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

The Master Wang in front of him was the number one true disciple sixty years ago, and his status was equivalent to Ji Chang today.

(End of this chapter)