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

"I remember that before I came here, my witchcraft cultivation level improved all the way, from witch slave to witch disciple, so I suddenly appeared here. Unfortunately, I did not sacrifice the living soul."

"You have already sacrificed living souls." The black-clothed shaman said.

"What?" Henry Zhang was puzzled.

"My living soul is sealed in the corpse using secret techniques. When you sit on the futon, the living soul has already been sacrificed."

"Senior..." Henry Zhang didn't know what to say, but he unintentionally sacrificed the other person's soul.

"You don't have to blame yourself, this is also my arrangement."

"Sacrificing the souls of my predecessors, can I get the Heart of the Witch Ancestor?"

"My level has dropped to that of a witch disciple. My value is not enough to exchange for the heart of the witch ancestor, and the heart of the witch ancestor is no longer in the sea of ​​witches."

"Then where will this junior go to find the Heart of the Witch Ancestor?"

The black-shirted witch disciple had a secretive expression.

"Hand out."

Henry Zhang stretched out his hand.

The black-shirted shaman wrote three words on his palm - Temple of War.

"This...where is this?"

"You will naturally know when the time comes. After getting the heart of the witch ancestor, put the heart into the witch ancestor's torso, and the witch ancestor can wake up again."

"Okay, this junior will do his best to find the heart of the witch ancestor and help the senior fulfill his long-cherished wish." Henry Zhang said firmly.

At this moment, the body of the black-shirted shaman in front of him became transparent.

I saw a satisfied smile on his face, nodding his head, and disappeared into the depths of the sea of ​​witchcraft.

The waters of Wuhai are also receding.

"It's time to look for opportunities."

Henry Zhang took advantage of the ebb of the Wuhai Sea and came to the beach.

On the beach, something the size of a fist glows green.

Henry Zhang picked it up.

This piece of spiritual material was cold to the touch, and a force of vitality emanated from it.

"Third-level spiritual object." Henry Zhang was overjoyed.

After sacrificing the soul of the senior shaman disciple, he didn't expect that he really got what he wanted during this trip.

At this moment, the entire island is collapsing.

When Henry Zhang opened his eyes again, he was already on the futon in the side room.

"Hey... Temple Master, why did you suddenly show up and give us a good meal!" A member of the dung-picking team discovered Henry Zhang and said in surprise.

At this time, everyone gathered around.

"Temple Master, where did you go just now?"

"We dug three feet outside the Ancestral Witch Temple, but we couldn't find it."

Henry Zhang told everyone about his experience just now.

As for finding the heart of the witch ancestor and obtaining the great method of the shaman's appearance in sackcloth, these are omitted.

When Henry Zhang took out the fist-sized third-level spiritual object, the crowd became even more excited.

"Great, we have accomplished our goal of this trip."

"We can go back."

"No one of us died during this expedition to the ruins. It's really a blessing from God!"

"When I advance to the level of a witch disciple, I will sacrifice a big guy and get some good things from the witch sea."

……

There was a cheerful atmosphere all around.

"Do you still want to go inside the Ancestral Witch Temple? You are now a witch disciple and should be able to enter the inner temple." The old oil man said.

Henry Zhang was in a dilemma at this time.

From these witch slaves outside the temple, you can pick up at most some magic weapons.

Those witch disciples all have really good things in them.

These witch disciples all died in the inner hall of the Ancestral Witch Temple.

"Would you like to go to the inner sanctum?"

Henry Zhang frowned and thought hard.

"Let's go home!" Henry Zhang stretched his forehead.

Everyone cheered.

There are complex internal relations in the Ancestral Witch Temple, and there may be unknown dangers.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that the old oil man seemed to be hiding something from him.

He is just building a false foundation now, and his cultivation has quickly retreated to the middle stage of Qi training. His strength is low and he is really not suitable to continue exploring the inner temple.

After his strength improves, he can search the Ancestral Witch Temple.

Before everyone left, they put all the spiritual trees used to build the side house and the spiritual minerals spread around the Ancestral Witch Temple into their storage bags.

It can be considered a fruitful harvest.

If these spiritual materials are converted into spiritual stones, each person can get seven to eight thousand spiritual stones.

Of course, among everyone, the one who gained the most was Zhang Xuan.

The old oil man's harvest is not the same. If he sells the first-level spiritual materials that Henry Zhang gave him, he can also exchange them for a small hundred thousand spiritual stones.

However, the old oil man looked disappointed.

This was naturally noticed by Henry Zhang, and he didn’t ask any more questions.

Arrive at the Divine Lake.

Henry Zhang summoned the bloodthirsty bat from the imperial dharma picture.

Everyone sat on the bloodthirsty bat and began to cross the divine sea.

The weather was sunny, but there was no rain like last time.

When we arrived at the Divine Sea, we found the giant vine demon plant.

The giant vine monster plant in the sacred lake looked angrily at these people flying through the air.

Several vines appear.

With one move from Henry Zhang, flowers bloomed on the other side, and the vines broke.

Unless the giant vine demon branch appears, these vines will not cause any harm to everyone.

However, the giant vine demon plant had broken off half of his hand last time, so he was a little afraid of the old swordsman.

It was just a second-level demon branch, but the old swordsman's sword had the power of the Golden Core Stage.

It only used vines to block it, and its true body did not dare to show up.

Very smoothly, Henry Zhang reached the other side of the Divine Lake.

At this point, his spinal fluid injection was about to disappear.

He quickly swallowed an exquisite bead.

His spiritual roots began to differentiate, and finally turned into two spiritual roots: fire spiritual root and water spiritual root.

The strength of the middle-grade spiritual root is increased by 10%.

He still retains 8 of his profound veins.

His body refining cultivation base is preserved in the fourth level of body refining, which is one level higher than the original third level of body refining.

Originally, he had just made a breakthrough in Qi refining and should have returned to the original fifth level of Qi refining.

However, because he had previously danced to the other side and with the help of witchcraft, his Qi refining cultivation level had also been upgraded to the sixth level of Qi refining.

Through the Spinal Fluid Initiation and Linglong Beads, he is very satisfied with what he has achieved.

Especially his middle-grade double spiritual roots, which are considered to be the top ones in the inner ring of Fairy Cat Valley.

As for his eight mysterious veins, they are more conducive to channeling the power of Qi and blood. In the future, he can take the Qi and Blood Golden Pill without worrying about exploding to death.

Henry Zhang recovered a little and took everyone on the bloodthirsty bat to return to the Fairy Cat Valley.

The journey was quite smooth.

Three days later, everyone finally entered the Fairy Cat Valley.

Ever since Henry Zhang and his party left Fairy Cat Valley to go to the ruins of the ancestral witch.

Zhang Yuhuai took all the elders outside to wait for everyone's return.

"Clan leader, clan leader..." Zhang Yingda hurried over.

"Why are you so panicked?" Zhang Yuhuai asked with a calm expression.

"Old men from the Ten Clans... they are back and will be heading to Waiji soon."

"Seriously? Less than seven days have passed." Zhang Yuhuai was shocked.

"It's true. With that second-level monster sitting back, who else could it be if they weren't the elders of the Ten Clans?"

"Elders from all the clans, follow me to welcome the return of the elders from the ten clans."

The elders of the clan gathered outside Zhangjiaji one after another, and saw Zhang Xuan and others coming back on the second-level monster beast from a distance.

"I wonder what the casualties of my Zhang family's children will be this time?"

"If you enter the ruins of the ancestral witch, you will die without life. It will be good if the ten tribes can bring back an adult this time."

"Ten tribesmen have always sacrificed their lives for my family. If I come back alive this time, I guess my foundation will be damaged."