Cultivation of immortality begins with swallowing Tao fruit

Zhao Yu's eyes lit up and he showed a satisfied smile: "Sure enough, the White Ghost Emperor has become much stronger!"

No matter how the Jiuji Corpse Emperor attacked, he was easily blocked by the White Ghost Emperor and fell heavily to the ground. Zhao Yu tested the White Ghost Emperor's other attributes and found that the White Ghost Emperor's physical fitness had increased five times compared to before the evolution, and his combat power had increased to a terrifying level.

Although Zhao Yu also possesses the seventh level of body refining, if he fights against the White Ghost Emperor, he will basically be killed instantly.

"The evolution of the White Ghost Emperor is complete, which also means that I have achieved success in my practice. Why should I celebrate!"

Zhao Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, came to the study, and took Shangguan Lingxiu and Wu Zixin away directly. The spring breeze was wonderful.

In the days that followed, Zhao Yu practiced, refined weapons, and used Devouring Dao Fruit to devour countless resources within the Hundred Beast Sect to improve the quality of the Red Emperor.

Ten years have passed by in a quiet room.

"I have finally reached the perfection of foundation building and can form elixirs!"

Zhao Yu took out a super-grade earth-knot golden elixir and swallowed it in one gulp, then he ran the Mountain Sutra and began to compress the mana in his body inch by inch.

As soon as the earth-knotted golden elixir sank into Zhao Yu's belly, it turned into a stream of heat, quickly compressing the magic power in his body.

Zhao Yu turned the Mountain Sutra, and all the mana in his body was smoothly compressed into a ball. He suddenly felt a headache, and a trace of his soul disappeared into the liquid mana in his body.

The liquid mana suddenly underwent various changes, as if it came alive, and quickly condensed to form a flawless golden elixir.

A trace of extremely pure mana surged out from the golden elixir and penetrated into Zhao Yu's limbs and bones, strengthening his body and soul.

A terrifying golden elixir aura rose up throughout the main peak of the New Xiaodan Ridge.

Li Xianjiao glanced in the direction of the quiet room where Zhao Yu was and showed a delighted smile: "Success! As expected, uncle was easily promoted to become a golden elixir monk! Next, it's my turn!"

"Golden elixir! My husband has finally been promoted to golden elixir!"

Shangguan Lingxiu was also slightly in a daze and showed a sweet smile. When she first married Zhao Yu as his concubine, she never thought that she would become the concubine of the ancestor of the Golden Pill.

"Golden elixir ancestor, my husband is truly amazing!"

Wu Zixin's eyes lit up and she continued to deal with various matters in hand.

Tuoba Xue was also extremely excited, and her delicate body was trembling: "Ancestor Jindan, I never thought that I could become the wife of Ancestor Jindan! With your husband's speed of cultivation, maybe one day I can become Yuan Yuan. The wife of Ancestor Ying!”

Wei Xinlan also looked delighted: "My lord, you are so awesome!"

Nangong Shiyao smiled sweetly and said: "It's a golden elixir! My husband, you are really amazing!"

Ling Qianxue's eyes flashed with a trace of joy and a trace of regret: "How amazing! Brother Yu has actually been promoted to become the Patriarch of Jindan! If only I had married him earlier and become his Taoist companion!"

Su Bingyun showed a happy smile and secretly encouraged her: "He has indeed been successfully promoted to the Golden Core! It's amazing! I can't lose either!"

"Golden elixir!! Master, you are truly amazing!!"

Under Zhao Yu's full training, Fang Shitou, who had also advanced to the foundation building stage, looked towards the main peak, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Zhao Yu."

"Possess the Devouring Dao Fruit."

"Lifespan 95/1463."

"Cultivation: Mountain Sutra 21st level (0/100). Golden elixir 1st level!"

Zhao Yu opened his eyes and felt powerful and pure magic filling his body.

Zhao Yu secretly thought: "This is the golden elixir level magic power. It is indeed much stronger than the foundation stage! After being promoted to the golden elixir, I can start refining my natal magic weapon, the Mountain Seal! It's a pity, I originally wanted to When I was a swordsman in fluttering white clothes, I never thought that I would turn into a barbarian who hits people with his seal!"

The combat power of human monks at the golden elixir level is most likely to be superior to magic weapons or spiritual beasts, spiritual insects, corpse refining, ghost ghosts or other magical powers.

Among the Mountain Sutras that Zhao Yu obtained, only this sutra focused on martial arts, and there were no supporting magical powers. Therefore, he could only find a way to refine the Mountain Seal to unleash the combat power of the Golden elixir monk.

"Advancing to the golden elixir and achieving success in practice, why should we celebrate!"

After Zhao Yu took a bath and changed clothes, he left the quiet room and walked outside.

"Brother Yu, congratulations on your advancement to the golden elixir. By the way, you are successful in practice. I will give you a gift. I guarantee you will like it. How about it?"

Zhao Yu just left the quiet room. He was tall, with waist and hips, icy muscles and bones, black hair flowing down to his shoulders, picturesque eyebrows, cherry lips and beautiful nose. He was wearing a white palace dress and had a noble temperament. Li Xianjiao, who was elegant but also had a touch of playfulness, walked over with a smile and a scent of fragrance.

Zhao Yu asked curiously: "What gift?"

Li Xianjiao's snow-white arms were wrapped around Zhao Yu's neck, his eyes were as charming as silk, his breath was like orchid, and his eyes were moist and he said: "Today, I will give myself to you! Don't you want to celebrate?"

"This is the best gift I've ever received!"

Zhao Yu smiled slightly, picked up Li Xianjiao and walked towards the bedroom.

The news of Zhao Yu's promotion to Jindan soon spread throughout the Northern Wilderness, causing a wave of ripples.

Most of the forces in the Beihuang Immortal Cultivation World guessed that Zhao Yu would be able to advance to the Golden Pill in the future. However, after he actually advanced to the Golden Pill, he still shocked many people who were ready to take action.

After all, once an ordinary monk advanced to become a golden elixir, his lifespan would be as long as six hundred years, enough to suppress the Northern Wilderness for hundreds of years.

Two months later, New Xiaodan Ridge announced that it would officially hold the Golden Elixir Ceremony, and all major forces in the Northern Wilderness rushed to Xiaodan Ridge.

The day of the Golden Elixir Ceremony.

"Huangye Valley presents six centenary-year-old spirit-absorbing black dragon grasses to wish Old Ancestor Zhao, the lord of the new Xiaodan Ridge, a long life and a long life, and may he ascend to the fairy world in the future!"

"Mingxia Sect presents..."

"..."

One after another, the leaders of the major forces stepped forward and offered congratulatory gifts.

"Ancestor of the Golden Pill! He has become the Patriarch of the Golden Pill!"

Fairy Shaoyao sat in front of a jade table, looking at Zhao Yu who was being respectfully congratulated by the leaders of the major forces, and then looking at the radiant Shangguan Lingxiu sitting next to him, feeling a trace of unwillingness and regret in her heart.

Fairy Shaoyao failed to attack the golden elixir more than ten years ago. The backlash of the attack on the golden elixir caused her cultivation to regress to the middle stage of foundation building, and she has not recovered until now. Even if she cultivates to the stage of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen again in the future, it will be difficult for her to obtain the Golden Formation Pill again.

After Zhao Yu accepted the congratulatory gifts, he announced the start of the banquet, and everyone began to taste the various delicacies on the jade table.

"I've met Ancestor Zhao Yu!"

Zhao Yu came to the jade table where Ling Qianxue was sitting, and a somewhat familiar voice sounded. He looked along the voice and saw an old woman with white hair, thin body and wrinkles respectfully facing him. He bowed.