Evergreen

Chapter 871
Above the main hall, Chen Nianzhi looked at the Patriarch of the Gu Clan, and nodded calmly after a little sizing.

This ancient clan leader is worthy of being the leader of the Yuanshen Immortal Clan. Although his cultivation has not reached the Yuanshen realm, his foundation is still solid. It seems that there is a lot of hope to break through the Yuanshen.

Thinking of this, he felt a little better, so he said with a smile, "I heard that you want to exchange the Yuanshen Flower for Qinglianzi?"

"Exactly." The Patriarch of the Gu Clan nodded, and said respectfully: "I just hope that after refining the Primordial Spirit Pill, the junior can get one."

Chen Nianzhi nodded when he heard the words, and then said shallowly: "Your talent is good, if you can get the help of Yuanshen Pill and Lianzi, you should be able to break through the realm of Yuanshen within a hundred years."

"Forget it, I promise you."

"Thank you senior!"

The Patriarch of the Gu Clan quickly expressed his thanks and handed the Yuanshen Flower to Chen Nianzhi.

Chen Nianzhi took the Yuanshen flower and found that the anther was exuberant, obviously it had just been collected from the elixir garden.

Putting away the treasure contentedly, Chen Nianzhi nodded and said, "When you break through the primordial spirit, if you are not sure of surviving the foreign calamity, you can come to the Great Wilderness of the Eastern Territory to find me."

The head of the Gu clan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly prostrated himself in the tunnel and said: "Senior is a great favor, and this junior will definitely repay you in the future."

"It doesn't have to be like this." Chen Nianzhi's eyes shone slightly, he shook his head and said with a smile, "I have also received favors from the seniors of the human race along the way."

"Drinking water and thinking about the source, now I have achieved a small amount of cultivation, and it is also necessary to protect the younger generation."

"You don't have to think about repaying, just keep practicing hard and take care of future generations if you have the energy to spare."

The Clan Head of the Gu Clan listened quietly, only felt that the figure in front of him was as rich as a jade, just standing there quietly, but with an outstanding and independent temperament.

For a moment, he said with great admiration in his heart: "Senior cares about the common people, and I must keep in mind what I teach the younger generation today."

"..."

After seeing off the Patriarch of the Gu Clan, Chen Nianzhi immediately went to the sea of ​​flames in the Inferno Prison, and began to refine the Primordial Spirit Pill.

In the past, when Changhe Taoist Yuanshen was in the middle stage, it would take decades to refine a furnace of Yuanshen Pill.

Now Chen Nianzhi's mana is a bit thicker than that of Changhe Daojun back then, and with the help of a sixth-order underground fire vein, it took less than one-third of the time it took to refine the Primordial Spirit Pill.

After only nine years, he successfully refined this batch of Primordial Spirit Pill.

This refining of Yuanshen pills was Chen Nianzhi's first attempt to refine Yuanshen pills, but unexpectedly refined four Yuanshen pills.

This surprised Chen Nianzhi. You must know that even the top sixth-rank low-grade alchemists can only refine three primordial spirit pills in one furnace.

It was the first time for Chen Nianzhi to refine a pure-yang series of treasure pills, but he was able to refine four of them in one furnace. This alchemy skill is probably not weaker than that of a sixth-level middle-grade alchemist.

"Based on my mana and comprehension, it seems that I only need to refine a few more furnaces of sixth-level treasure pills, and I am sure to raise alchemy to the sixth-level high-grade."

Thinking this way in his heart, he walked out of the retreat room.

After leaving the customs, he found Qing Ji, Jiang Linglong and the others, and told them the good news that they had refined four Primordial Spirit Pills.

After hearing this, the few people were all slightly happy, and Jiang Linglong said directly: "Since you have refined four Primordial Spirit Pills, how are you going to arrange these precious pills?"

Chen Nianzhi pondered for a while, and then said: "Among the several primordial spirit pills, one will be given to the Gu Clan's immortal clan, and the rest will be three."

"Since we want to take back the ancient Xinghu region from the demons outside the region, we should concentrate our resources on cultivating Yuanshen Daojun first."

When several people heard this, they understood Chen Nianzhi's plan, which was to give the Yuanshen Pill to those who got the lotus seeds.

Jiang Linglong nodded as well, then smiled wryly and said, "It's true that we can cultivate a few primordial spirits, but Taoist Jiuhe, Ji Xuanyin, and Fairy Liuyu don't have that much wealth."

"We can only let them owe it."

Chen Nianzhi sighed and said, "Call them to meet me at Lingzhou Lake."

"..."

Soon after, Taoist Jiuhe, Ji Xuanyin, and Fairy Liuyu came to Linghu Island one after another.

Chen Nianzhi personally received a few people, and asked them to promise to repay the treasure in the future, and gave them the lotus seeds and Yuanshen Dan.

Considering that the current situation in Ziyin Realm is unstable, Chen Nianzhi still urged before leaving: "You can choose a sixth-order spiritual meridian in Guyuan Mountain, Lingzhou Lake, Qinglianzhou and other places to break through the Yuanshen."

The three people on this side thanked each other repeatedly and took the treasure before leaving. On the other side, an old man with white beard and hair rushed to Lingzhou Lake in a hurry.

The person who came was the Sect Master of Tianlu. He rushed to Lingzhou Lake and knelt down on the ground without saying a word.

"Senior Tianlu, you can't..."

Seeing the Tianlu Sect Master kneeling on the ground, several monks of the Chen family showed shock and wanted to go forward to help him.

But that day, Sect Master Lu fell to the ground without saying a word, and remained silent throughout.

"Ugh."

At the same time, on the island in the center of Lingzhou Lake, Chen Nianzhi sat cross-legged in the cave and let out a sigh.

Seeing this, Jiang Linglong sighed and said, "You guessed it, he really came."

"It's about the way and life and death, how many people can be calm?"

Chen Nianzhi sighed, and called Lu Wenyuan, "Go and invite Taoist Brother Tianlu to Huxin Island."

"Yes."

Lu Wenyuan respectfully accepted his orders, and then walked outside Lingzhou Lake.

He personally helped the Tianlu Sect Master up, then sighed and said: "Senior, please come with me."

Seeing that Chen Nianzhi agreed with him, the Tianlu Sect Master was overjoyed and immediately stood up.

The two stepped into Lingzhou Lake, walked through the ten-mile peach blossom forest, and reached the depths of the ten-mile peach blossom forest.

That day, Sect Master Lu saw the peach blossom forest with his eyes, and saw a stone table under the thousand-year-old peach tree, and a young man in white clothes like snow was sitting there, looking at him quietly.

"Junior Tianlu, pay homage to Guixu Patriarch."

The Sect Master of Tianlu trembled in his heart, and quickly wanted to prostrate himself to the ground.

But he found an invisible force dragging him, making him unable to bow down at all.

At this moment, Chen Nianzhi smiled slightly, and then said: "You and I have been friends for more than a thousand years, why should we be so born?"

"sit down."

Only then did the Tianlu Sect Master build up his courage, and when he walked up to the stone table, he didn't dare to argue with his peers, he just said in a low voice: "Senior is the Taoist Lord of Yuanshen, how dare the younger generation surpass him."

"Ugh."

Chen Nianzhi sighed, and then said eloquently: "Thousands of years ago, when I broke through the Nascent Soul, I had many friends around Jizhou."

"Only a thousand years have passed, and the world is already full of vicissitudes, and old people are withering."

Speaking of this, Chen Nianzhi showed a bit of regret.

For thousands of years, many familiar figures in the past have disappeared.

(End of this chapter)