Family cultivation of immortality: from Fairy Cat Valley to the Nine Divine Realms

Three days later, Zhang Xuan's Tianmo Forging Spiritual Skill was already a small success.

"You are really a peerless talent in practicing magic. Why don't you join our Heavenly Demon Sect." Moko said excitedly.

"No need, I didn't agree to Qingyun Sect's invitation, how could I join Tianmo Sect?"

"The Qingyun Sect is nothing. Our Heavenly Demon Sect will one day destroy the Qingyun Sect and become the overlord of this side."

"You should say this in front of Hong Yaoyue." Henry Zhang curled his lips and said.

"Hong Yaoyue? She's not even qualified to carry my shoes."

"That's such a big statement. She is a saint from the Qingyun Sect, and she became a master of the Golden Pill at the age of 20."

"Didn't you still escape with your life in her hands? You can't even catch a breath, so it's just average."

"What do you mean, I was not killed by her, but instead became the reason for you to despise her?"

"Yes."

Henry Zhang saw Mo Ke looking so arrogant and wanted to slap him to death.

"Oh, forget it, let him be crazy for a while." Henry Zhang thought to himself.

He used the Heavenly Demon Calming Spiritual Skill, and the inner cauldron in his Dantian gradually turned into reality.

A huge inner cauldron appeared in front of me.

He put a fist-sized golden stone into the inner cauldron.

The Qi of Ancestral Tribulation is constantly tempered.

After a while, the fist-sized golden stone began to soften.

Seeing that it was almost done, Henry Zhang collected another golden stone.

And so on and on.

It took him a day and he collected hundreds of golden stones.

These stones soften and turn into liquid.

He manipulates the energy of the ancestral calamity to continuously shape it.

These golden stones liquid turned into a hollow vessel.

The Qi of the Ancestral Tribulation continued to be tempered, and the fou became thinner and larger.

Until a container dozens of feet high appeared.

Henry Zhang stopped panting.

He put the vessel into the alcove.

A large amount of blood flows into the vessel.

This blood continues to boil after flowing into the vessel.

However, the vessel was originally made of golden stone, and it actually withstood the impact of the blood.

The vessel was half filled.

Henry Zhang found that the blood underneath could not be poured in.

There's still a little half left.

"Haha...Brother Zhang, I wish you a helping hand."

Moko muttered words and typed various magic formulas.

A line of blood appeared.

Like a bridge, it stands between the blood in the pit and the pot.

After a while, most of the blood in the pit was put into the jar.

"This pit is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. I thought there was a lot of blood, but I didn't expect it to be just this little." Moko shook his head.

Zhang Xuan once again put the pot into the inner cauldron.

The energy of ancestral calamity surrounded it and sealed the mouth of the vessel.

Seeing that there was still a little blood in the pit, Henry Zhang put the inner elixir of the Golden Winged Dapeng into it.

The inner elixir of the golden-winged roc rotated rapidly, absorbing all the blood.

"Just enough blood for a demon pool."

Henry Zhang released the blood in the inner elixir and put it into a storage jade bottle.

This blood has been purified and filtered by the inner elixir, and the energy is no longer so violent.

The blood was collected into the jade bottle, which vibrated slightly and then calmed down.

After doing all this, Henry Zhang stopped panting.

"Fellow Taoist Mo Ke has contributed a lot. The blood in this vessel will be shared equally between the two of us." Zhang Xuan said grandly.

"Hahaha...Brother Zhang, I treat you as a brother. Why should we separate each other? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be reincarnated. All this blood belongs to Brother Zhang."

"You don't want it anymore?"

"No."

"Don't you want to use the Demon Transformation Pond to practice demonic skills?"

"If you want to turn into a demon pool, just kill a few foundations. Why bother? I owe Brother Zhang a favor out of thin air."

"Kill how many foundation builders? By the way, what kind of cultivation level do you have?" Henry Zhang looked at Mo Ke in front of him, feeling increasingly unable to see through him.

"The Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect, cultivated in the Golden Pill." Mo Ke said bluntly.

"Damn, here comes another one." Henry Zhang thought to himself.

How come those cultivated by these large sects are more perverted than the other.

Hong Yaoyue is a 20-year-old girl with golden elixir cultivation.

Here comes another Moko, who is similar in age to himself and also has a golden elixir cultivation level.

"What? Brother Zhang is scared?" Mo Ke said with a smile.

"Indeed...I am indeed a little surprised. I didn't expect that Brother Moko...is not...senior Moko, but actually Master Jindan. I have lost my etiquette."

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, hahaha..." Moko laughed, "You asked me to tell you what you are good at. You are really as shrewd as a small spiritual farmer. Suddenly you changed your name to Senior Moko. You and I should still be brothers. .”

"Okay, Brother Moke." Henry Zhang said warmly.

I have a golden elixir master as my brother, so my thighs are very thick.

Of course Henry Zhang doesn’t mind a hug.

"As long as I recover my cultivation, I will definitely help Brother Zhang to refine the red moonlight into the Demon Transformation Pond."

"It's not easy to do, Hong Yaoyue has Tianling roots..."

"It's as if you don't have heavenly spiritual roots." Mo Ke's body suddenly appeared, and a huge spiritual root appeared.

Surprisingly, it is also Tianlinggen.

Henry Zhang was shocked: "When did Tianlinggen become so worthless?"

Through spinal fluid initiation, he finally advanced from the low-grade Five Elements Miscellaneous Spiritual Root to the middle-grade Fire Spiritual Root.

I thought the spiritual root attribute level was pretty good.

However, this time I met two monks with Tianlinggen.

Henry Zhang had mixed emotions at this time, including frustration, envy, and hatred!

"In addition to Hong Yaoyue's Heavenly Spiritual Root, she is also the Holy Body of the Five Elements. Her six-path reincarnation fire is not easy to deal with."

"She has the Five Elements Holy Body, and I have the innate Dao Mark."

Moko waved his hand, and the shadow of a big river appeared in a mighty manner, directly merging into the huge shadow of the blue sky.

"The long river flows into the blue sky!" Henry Zhang was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Moko in front of him had such a powerful innate Dao mark.

In front of this powerful innate Dao mark, Henry Zhang spontaneously felt a sense of awe and fear, feeling that he was as vast as floating dust.

"Brother Zhang, do you think you can fight Hong Yaoyue?" Mo Ke asked with a smile.

"You can fight, you can definitely fight, Brother Moke!" Henry Zhang said happily.

"It's a pity that my current strength is only ten percent, and I need a lot of resources from heaven and earth to cultivate it." Moko sighed.

"Brother Zhang, if you need any talents or treasures, just tell me." Henry Zhang feels that now is the time to invest.

"I have followed Brother Zhang for many years. Of course I know that Brother Zhang has a lot of secrets and opportunities. But let me say one more thing. There are too many intrigues and deceits in practicing Taoism. I can understand that Brother Zhang was born in a small place and was undefended. But don't do it in the future. That’s it.”

"Brother Moke, your injury is..."

Mo Ke shook his hand and said: "I will rely on my own hands to fight for the natural resources and treasures needed to recover the injury, instead of owing Brother Zhang's favor."

"Ok."

"We have stayed here for too long, Brother Zhang, let's keep going." Moko said.

The two climbed up the stone wall and came out of the pit.

Then move forward.