It is true that the Dragon-Replenishing Yuan Pill is a magical pill, but for Master Fu Ding, if he wants to repair his broken Taoist foundation, he needs at least a top-quality Dragon-Replenishing Yuan Pill.
In the entire Tiannan Continent, even if there are Dragon Transformation and Replenishing Essence Pills, they are of inferior quality.
Otherwise, why would he sit in the temple?
Now someone came to give him the Dragon-Transforming Pill. In a world full of demons, how could there be such a good person? If someone is too kind to him, he must be a traitor or a thief.
Shen Lian was a little surprised to see that he was about to be kicked out.
Are all old cows so stubborn? "Old man, aren't you afraid of death?"
Master Fu Ding glanced at Shen Lian.
"Those who practice Taoism have no fear of life and death."
I have to say that Master Fu Ding’s state of mind is truly amazing.
This kind of cultivator who puts eliminating demons and defending the way of immortality above his own immortal path is truly shocking.
The next moment, Shen Lian sat directly on the straw mat in the main hall, touched something in his hand, and threw it towards Master Mei Fu Ding.
"Here, it's for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared on Shen Lian's body, and he suddenly disappeared.
"Remember, only God knows, only you know, and only I know."
Master Fu Ding was suddenly shocked and started to circulate all his magical powers. Lightning flashed on the Eight-sided Demon-Slaying and Thunder-Subduing Sword, covering the entire main hall.
"Brother, what happened?"
"Where is that person just now?"
When the other brothers rushed over, they saw Fu Ding holding the magic sword and controlling the thunder magic to cover the four directions.
Master Fu Ding glanced at the bronze mirror-like spiritual object in his hand, his expression somewhat uncertain. At the moment the person in front of him disappeared, his mind did not even notice how the person disappeared.
“Nascent Soul.”
After a long time, Master Fu Ding dispersed his thunder magic and uttered two words.
"What!"
The fellow disciples who rushed into the palace were startled.
"Brother, what did you say? What just now..."
"Nascent Soul cultivator!"
Master Fu Ding looked at the fellow disciples who came in, recalled what he had just said, and subconsciously put away the disc in his hand.
…
"The old man has a bit of a stubborn temper, but he still has a good eye."
Outside the mountain, Shen Lian nodded.
How come this old man has such good eyesight that he knows that he is not inferior to Nascent Soul?
He originally wanted to talk more with Fu Ding, but due to this man's stubborn state of mind, he finally decided to give up.
In this ridiculous era, there are still people who stick to their original intentions, fight demons and defend justice without fear of life and death. So what's wrong with him giving them a top-grade Dragon-Transforming Energy-Replenishing Pill!
Thinking of this, Shen Lian summoned the Five Elements Spirit Ship, which turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot.
After lighting a stick of incense to the 'Heaven and Earth', he took out a magic book that he had just refined, and used his magic power as writing and ink to start recording.
"In the Central Continent of Southern Heaven... Sanlin Temple Fuding... The foundation of the slayer has been severely damaged. At this time when demons are rampant and lives are being killed, those who seek the truth and stick to their original intentions should not die in solitude. Those who carry firewood for the public should not be strangled in the wind and snow. Those who work for the peace of heaven and earth should not die suddenly... I will give you a top-grade Yuan-boosting Pill as a reward..."
Let me make it clear that this was just a memorandum from Master Shen, and it was not deliberately recorded in front of the "Heaven and Earth" spiritual tablet.
If you don’t believe it, look, there are also records of Qiu Shan and others above.
Besides, even if it is not recorded, the rules of heaven and earth are just and fair, so how can we forget that he did this little job?
After completing the recording, Shen Lian placed the Lingbao Memorandum on the newly placed altar between the incense burner and the spirit stele.
There is no other meaning, it is just an offering.
Sanlin Temple is located in this area where the devil is rampant. To use an inappropriate metaphor, it is like a white lotus growing in rotten mud. Even though it is filled with smoke and miasma, it still tries its best to clean up the filth between heaven and earth.
…
After delivering the Heaven-Repairing Order to Master Fu Ding, it had not been activated for more than a month, which made Shen Lian scratch his head. What did this mean? Originally, after delivering the Heaven-Repairing Order, he was thinking about whether he could find time to refine the Dragon-Repairing Yuan Pill.
After all, there are already two people who need to replenish Yuan Dan.
Since the Bu Yuan Dan is the best healing elixir below the fourth level, and in order to refine it of top quality, Shen Lian also needs to regulate his breathing before opening the furnace.
So he returned to the small stronghold where Hong Li was, waiting for the appearance of his superior, while comprehending the essence of refining the Dragon-Replenishing Yuan Pill.
After all, there was only one main herb, and he wanted to refine a few more.
…
"Ding-ling-ling."
More than half a month later, on a gloomy night.
Hong Li, who was taking a nap in the base, was suddenly awakened by a ringing bell, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.
He rushed out of the room and crawled on the ground.
"Mushan Town asks the elder brother of the Tiandao branch to pay a visit to the chief altar master."
The tinkling sound was getting closer and closer, and suddenly a dim blood light appeared in the night sky.
"It's quite spooky."
Shen Lian saw through this trick at a glance.
The arrival was in a black woolen sedan chair carried by eight people. In each of the four corners above the sedan chair there was a bell emitting blood light, and the eight bearers were all paper figures.
Just like that, a sedan chair was carried into the air, and inside the sedan chair was a middle-aged cultivator with a fake elixir.
"Master, this is the harvest during this period."
The Soul-Respecting Banner in Hong Li's hand flew up and sank directly into the sedan chair.
After the fake Dan monk finished the inspection, he said, "Well done. Has anyone been foolish enough to cause trouble recently?"
"Reporting to the altar master, no one has come to cause trouble in the past year or so. It is all because of your great prestige that those demon cultivators dare not disturb us while we are collecting the remaining souls."
"This is the elixir given to you. Practice well. When you are promoted to a golden elixir cultivator, my position as the altar master will be yours."
Hong Li grabbed the fallen medicine bottle, opened it, and inhaled the fragrance of medicine through his nostrils. The spiritual power in his body immediately began to circulate autonomously.
Hong Li was so excited that he didn't notice that the sedan chair had flown away and disappeared into the night.
Shen Lian followed quietly. He originally wanted to search the soul directly, but in the end he didn't do it.
Hong Li is a small fry and can be easily abandoned. The only thing is that there is some restriction in the sea of spiritual soul of this little fake Dan. Even if his spiritual power is strong, he cannot withstand the restriction of self-destruction of his spiritual power.
Just to be on the safe side, follow along.
It would be best if we could find a way to liberate the remaining souls, but if we can't then we can only give up.
After all, he was also very busy, as he had fourth-level Yin-Yang spiritual objects and subsequent cultivation techniques to collect.
Shen Lian did not expect that a small sect master could control such a large area. He wandered around outside for more than a month, gathered more than a dozen strongholds, and finally entered the depths of a mountain.
Dian Cang Mountain.
A long time ago, this mountain was the territory of a Nascent Soul sect called Dian Cang Sect. After the sect was destroyed, many disciples were killed or injured. Many demon cultivators came to join in the fun, and finally the mountain was filled with smoke and foul odor.
The sedan chair swayed and flew deep into the mountains, and the secondary soul turned into a dot and hid in the sedan chair.
Not long after, the secondary soul fell from the sedan chair and hid in a giant black tree.
The sedan was seen swaying and crashing into a light blood-colored semicircular light shield. The energy on the light shield flowed along the shape of the sedan and swallowed it up bit by bit.
"A third-level, mid-level formation."
Shen Lian was a little surprised when he saw this scene.
Asking for help from heaven won't work.
He hasn't played this kind of big formation for a long time.
He had 1,808 ways to sneak through the formation without causing it to vibrate.
…
After the sedan chair entered the formation, Tan Yinggui flew out of the sedan chair and took a deep breath of the blood-black aura that was floating around.
This constant rule that has existed since ancient times has been broken.
The Taoist master possesses great power to control the universe and has created a method specifically for practicing fake elixirs.
Even though this method still has some flaws now and needs to absorb some of the essence of the flesh and blood elves, its merits far outweigh its flaws.
After Tan Yinggui refined the blood and energy he absorbed into his mouth and brought it into his body, he rolled it into the fake pill bit by bit, and then flew towards a tall tower in the center.
In this large formation, there are hundreds of stone towers of various sizes, surrounding the main tower in the center that is 108 feet high.
"Captain, the remaining souls in Area Wu-6 have been recovered."
Tan Yinggui stood outside the largest stone tower in the middle and saluted, and the wide stone door opened in response.
There are no layers inside the stone tower, and it goes straight to the top.
The spacious space was filled with Soul Honoring Banners.
Tan Yinggui also stuck the Soul Honoring Banner in it.
"What's going on in Area Wuliu this time?"
The response in the empty space was huge.
Tan Yinggui said quickly, "Master, everything is quiet in the Wuliu area. There are no more demon cultivators harassing us. It's all thanks to Master's reputation that the demon cultivators dare not bully us anymore."
"Why are there so many remaining souls this time?"
Hearing the sound, Tan Yinggui was shocked.
Too little?
But this is already a lot more than before. I didn’t say that last time and even praised him for doing a good job.
The words of superiors are lies.
But Tan Yinggui would never dare to say this, "Master, please forgive me. I will definitely urge my subordinates to be more restrained next time."
"Go down. If you do this again next time, I will not let you off easily."
"yes."
After leaving the stone tower, Tan Yinggui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Oh shit.
…
Inside the stone tower after the stone door was closed again, the soul flags were quietly tied up, and occasionally a residual soul would escape.
In the dimness, a figure slowly appeared. He was wearing a black robe and standing on a black cloud, but he was hunched over facing a hazy monument-like shadow.
"Gathering the residual souls is a new direction, and it is also an opportunity for you. You must seize this opportunity and take advantage of the advantages of your region..."
“Yes, yes!”
"You need to use your brain and use multiple sects to speed up the convergence of the residual souls and take advantage of the situation to ferment..."
“Yes, yes.”
After the shadow of the monument disappeared, the black-robed figure slowly stood up with a frown on his face.
What does it mean?
Why do you say it's surrounded by clouds and fog?
Afterwards, he paced back and forth in the empty space inside the tower. After walking a few times, the black-robed figure nodded, and then disappeared.
The man in black robe rushed out of Dian Cang Mountain and summoned a flying boat. On the flying boat, he changed his clothes and transformed from a dark figure into a sunny middle-aged male cultivator with a high bun and sword-like temples.
Afterwards, he summoned a small spirit ship to replace it, and it crossed the mountains and fields and came to a blessed land with mountains and rivers and extremely abundant spiritual energy.
"Greetings, Master."
"Greetings, Master."
Outside the spiritual land, there were cultivators piloting magical instruments to patrol the sky, and they saluted the spiritual ship from a distance.
In the distance, surrounded by clouds and mountains, there is a tall and majestic mountain gate with the three words "Yunlan Sect" inscribed on it.
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Outside the Yunlan Sect.
Shen Lian looked at this blessed land full of spiritual energy, and he didn't feel surprised. It was very normal for people doing business these days to have several disguises.
He did not find anything unusual in the stronghold in Dian Cang Mountain. It looked more like a large gathering point for residual souls.
Only this helmsman is a bit interesting. He is actually the leader of a righteous sect, and his Taoist name is the same as that of an old friend of his.
After returning to the sect, Sect Master Yunlan first dealt with the sect's miscellaneous affairs, and then announced that he had some insights while out and needed to go into seclusion.
It is quite normal for monks to go into seclusion.
But you have to go into seclusion if you want to. What does it mean that you start your seclusion and then quietly come out from the small door at the back mountain?
Seeing Sect Master Yunlan slipping out from the back mountain, Shen Lian almost didn't want to follow him anymore. He thought about whether he should just capture them and search their souls. Maybe the souls of these people were not under spiritual confinement.
…
Hefeng City.
A small city with only a thousand young cultivators, mixed with immortals and mortals, with exhausted spiritual energy, and the highest one is only a low-level foundation-building cultivator.
The leader of the Yunlan Sect changed his appearance into an old man and entered a private room of a restaurant in the city.
Half a day later.
There was another middle-aged monk in the box.
"Where's the stuff?"
When the middle-aged monk came in, he asked for it without any hesitation.
Sect Leader Yunlan took out a jade box and casually set up a seal in the box before opening the jade box.
The jade box was only opened a crack, revealing rich essence and blood.
"Ka." Sect Master Yunlan closed the jade box again. "I can give you the things, but..."
The middle-aged cultivator grinned, "It's just to let the youngsters in the sect go out and gain more experience recently. It's not a big deal."
"Isn't that enough?"
Sect Master Yunlan shook his head.
The middle-aged monk frowned, "How big do you want to go?"
"Without the order from the higher sect, it's fine for us to just do a little bit of fighting, but if the fight gets too big, Qianlian Sect won't be able to explain to Luosha Valley, and we will be the ones who suffer."
Sect Master Yunlan said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Lin, we all came from Luosha Valley.
They had advanced to the inner sect together, and now they were both the leaders of a sect. Even if they fought with Luosha Valley, they would still be connected. As long as it was not too excessive, Luosha Valley would not care.
Besides, the Qianlian Sect is nothing, what do you think? "
As he spoke, Sect Master Yunlan took out another jade box and placed it on top of the previous jade box.
"Two boxes of blood and flesh essence."
"Three boxes of flesh and blood essence."
"We are all brothers, so it's too formal." The middle-aged cultivator chuckled, "But let's make a deal, you can't touch the inner disciples of my Blood Nourishing Sect, but you can do whatever you want with the rest."
"There are also several disciples in my Yunlan Sect who cannot be moved." The leader of the Yunlan Sect also showed the same expression.
After collecting the three jade boxes, Sect Leader Xue Yang grinned and said, "Do you want to bring the other brothers in to move around together?"
…
In the corner of the box, Shen Lian quietly watched the two figures communicating in front of him.
It really opened his eyes.
The evil path is the evil path, and the righteous path is the righteous path, but in this area, the righteous and evil paths are actually one and the same.
Oh shit.
Wiping his ass with a gauze skirt, really giving him...
(End of this chapter)