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

Zhang Xuan was still the first to enter and directly pushed open the door of the Ancestral Witch Temple.

Entering the Ancestral Witch Temple, a smell of decay wafted from inside.

Everyone followed Zhang Xuan and came to the legendary Ancestral Witch Temple.

Zhang Xuan's spiritual sense surveyed the entire Ancestral Witch Temple.

There is no breath of life here.

It was dead silent.

And it is deep in the Ancestral Witch Temple.

He saw corpses lying in all directions inside.

Endless years apart.

The flesh and blood of these corpses had long disappeared, leaving only white dry bones wrapped in robes.

"These people are probably the ones hiding in the Ancestral Witch Temple."

Zhang Xuan saw that the robes of these people were of high quality.

He must have hidden here before the great terror came.

He thought he could escape the disaster in the forbidden temple of the Ancestral Witch.

However, it still failed.

Zhang Xuan also noticed that the storage bags of these people were all bulging.

In the market town of the Ancestral Witch Ruins, all the valuable things had been basically sold out.

"These valuable things may be in these people's storage bags."

Henry Zhang waved his hand, and hundreds of storage bags gathered in front of him.

At this moment, these dead skeletons stood up one by one like puppets.

"How could this be?"

Everyone was shocked.

"Are these puppets or..." Zhang Dawu looked at the black skeletons with surprise.

"They are not dead." The old man said in a deep voice.

"They have already turned into a pile of skeletons, but they are not dead yet?" Zhang Dawu wondered.

"Although their bodies have decayed, their witch souls have always been attached to these bones."

"How could this be?"

"It is said that when the lives of all the members of the Wu Zu clan come to an end, their Wu souls will not dissipate, but will remain attached to their skeletons until all of their Wu souls are dedicated to the Wu Zu clan."

"Offer the witch soul to the witch ancestor?"

Everyone felt a chill in their heart when they heard this.

This is too evil.

The old man looked at the skeletons of the Wu Clan monks rushing over and said, "If we wake up these Wu Clan monks, it will be difficult for us to escape!"

At this moment, Henry Zhang stepped forward and said, "They have all turned into decayed bodies, so they should rest in peace!"

The Heaven-Suppressing Sword surged out from Zhang Xuan’s Sword Valley.

"Crash..."

Countless sword shadows fell.

These moving skeletons collapsed one by one in the sword shadows, piling up into pieces of white bones.

Everyone was shocked.

I thought it was going to be a fierce battle.

Unexpectedly, the temple owner ended the battle with one sword.

Zhang Xuan looked back at everyone and said:

"Everyone search around and bring all the useful things here."

"Yes."

The interior of the Ancestral Witch Temple was very large, and everyone quickly dispersed.

Soon, all the spiritual materials from the various ancestral witch temples gathered together.

Tables, chairs and benches made of third-level spiritual ore, second-level wizard soldiers, wizard skills, etc.

Zhang Xuan opened the storage bags he had just collected one by one.

These things gathered together almost formed a small mountain.

He first picked out the merit seeds, merit paper, merit stones, and merit silver inside.

As for something as precious as merit money, there is none here at all.

Just like spirit stones, the witches use things like merit seeds and merit papers for transactions with each other.

The seeds of merit are condensed from the souls of monsters or human cultivators, and can be used by witch cultivators to practice.

100 merit seeds can be exchanged for 1 merit paper.

100 pieces of merit paper can be exchanged for 1 merit stone.

And so on.

As for the merit gold, it is similar to the top-grade spirit stone and is difficult to exchange.

Zhang Xuan calculated his gains:

"There are more than 1000 merit seeds, more than 200 pieces of merit paper, more than 68 merit stones, and pieces of merit silver."

These harvests are considered fruitful for the dung collection team.

After all, the last time I entered the Ancestral Witch Ruins, I just wandered around the outskirts of the empty city.

And these people of the Witch Clan transported these things to the Ancestral Witch Temple.

"Among the wizard slaves who came this time, 15 have reached the Great Perfection and are about to enter the wizard realm. Old Oilhead and I have also reached the peak of wizards. We are only one step away from becoming wizards. These resources are just enough for us to advance again."

Zhang Xuan distributed these merit seeds and merit papers without hesitation.

He said to the 15 men in the dung collection team:

"You should absorb these resources as quickly as possible and advance to the realm of witch slaves. When you advance to the realm of witch slaves, you can come to me to receive the souls you sacrifice. After sacrificing the souls, you will have a chance to enter the witch sea to retrieve treasures."

"Find treasure? What kind of treasure?" Zhang Dawu asked.

"Whatever treasure you pray for in your heart will appear. However, I suggest that you pray for something that is possessed by dragon energy. In the future, the Demon City will refine a large number of divine ships, and things possessed by dragon energy are the most scarce. If you can retrieve something possessed by dragon energy from the Wuhai, the Wuyou City clan treasury will exchange it for tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of contribution points."

When everyone heard what Zhang Xuan said, they all showed joy on their faces.

You know, ever since the temple master put a large number of rare spiritual materials into the clan treasury.

Contribution points are no longer in demand.

As long as you retrieve the object possessed by dragon energy, you can exchange it for so many contribution points. Even a fool would know what to do.

Soon, the 15 members of the dung collection team, including Zhang Dawu, sat cross-legged and began to absorb and refine these merit seeds and merit papers.

Zhang Dawu was already perfect, and he showed signs of advancement after absorbing only a few seeds of merit.

"Master, I'm here." Zhang Dawu said first.

"Good job, Dawu. This is the living soul you sacrificed to Wuhai."

Zhang Xuan directly gave Zhang Dawu the souls of three Nascent Soul cultivators.

The monks around were shocked.

It was incredible that the temple master could take out the souls of three Nascent Soul cultivators in one breath to offer to Zhang Dawu for sacrifice.

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.

Ever since the witch pattern on his back collapsed when he advanced to the Golden Core stage, he could no longer absorb living souls.

However, he managed to preserve the Nascent Souls that he had obtained from killing along the way.

In the underground mine, he was surrounded and attacked by ten Nascent Soul cultivators.

Zhang Xuan led everyone to fight back against the powerful enemy and harvested the souls of 10 Nascent Soul cultivators.

In the Chaoxi Sea, he was in danger many times and harvested the souls of 8 monks.

In addition, he slaughtered a large number of third- and fourth-level monsters.

Now he has accumulated enough living souls, which can be used to sacrifice to Wu Hai in exchange for the things that Wuyou City urgently needs.

Zhang Dawu obtained three spiritual souls, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Zhang Xuan knew that Zhang Dawu must have gone to Wuhai.

After a while, other members of the dung collection team also received the living souls for sacrifice from Zhang Xuan.

Henry Zhang didn't give three Nascent Souls to everyone.

It will also depend on the tolerance of different people.

Zhang Dawu has already advanced to the Golden Core stage and is the strongest in the dung collecting team.

The wizard he becomes must be stronger than others, and has a greater ability to withstand cause and effect.

Therefore, Zhang Xuan asked him to sacrifice three Nascent Souls.