Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Facts have proved that Fang Qingyuan's worries were unfounded. He was an outer disciple at the fourth level of Qi Refining and it was not his turn to be questioned by the Great Zhou Academy.

Three days later, people from Dazhou Academy came and took away the head of the academy, the head of the Chuan Gong Hall, and seven or eight core disciples. It seemed that they were going to Tianmen Mountain to confront Wei Tong.

The remaining disciples were strictly guarded by some Confucian monks, waiting for the final outcome of the matter.

These Confucian monks are all in the foundation-building stage. Each of them can become the patriarch of a cultivation family in the Tianmen Mountain realm, but now they are just soldiers who follow orders.

Fortunately, the Great Zhou Academy also wanted to treat the Beast Control Sect a little less favorably, and did not put all the disciples like Fang Qingyuan into caged magic weapons like they did to other monk families.

Fang Qingyuan and a group of disciples were gathered in the Gong Transfer Hall.

In the main hall, Fang Qingyuan sat cross-legged in a corner, silent.

Next to him was Zhang Yuan. Before, Zhang Yuan wanted to talk to Fang Qingyuan, but the monk at the door sealed his mouth and nose with a spiritual finger. Now he is still unable to move.

A little further away, Jiang Kui sat cross-legged in front of Fang Qingyuan, with her amazing curves vaguely exposed under her wide Taoist robe.

Fang Qingyuan took a look and closed his eyes to rest. His mind was not on this at the moment.

After breaking through to the middle stage of Qi refining a few days ago, Fang Qingyuan wanted to have a big fight, but he didn't expect such twists and turns.

From the fourth level of Qi training to the sixth level of Qi training, there is no bottleneck in the middle, you just need to practice step by step.

Fang Qingyuan has calculated that according to his qualifications of the middle-grade wood spirit root and daily diligence, it will take more than two years to break through to the fifth level of Qi training.

This speed is not slow. If you want to break through with low-grade spiritual roots, three or four years may not be enough.

Cultivation as an immortal depends on your qualifications. If you have heavenly spiritual roots and don't consider bottlenecks, you can build a foundation in your twenties.

Unfortunately, there is only one spiritual root with this kind of qualification, and Fang Qingyuan has not seen it yet.

It stands to reason that although there are few talents with this kind of Tianlinggen, there shouldn't be none. Fang Qingyuan thought, the most likely possibility is that as soon as such a child is born, he will be taken away by a famous family in advance.

Cultivate it in secret, and don't let it show up until it reaches the golden elixir.

It was useless to think too much. Fang Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the hall for a day, and began to worry about his camel ray. Without him to serve him, he didn't know whether he could go to the pond to fish for fish alone.

After a long day and night, the monks in Confucian robes at the door began to let people go. When Fang Qingyuan stepped out of the door of the hall and looked at the sunshine outside, he felt as if he was in another world.

This is the first time that he has been forcibly imprisoned by someone. Whether in his previous life or in this world of cultivating immortals, it is the first time in every sense.

Fang Qingyuan really doesn't want to have this kind of experience again. Who would like that feeling of powerlessness waiting for others to decide his own destiny?

After leaving the palace gate, Fang Qingyuan found that the head of the courtyard and the head of the Chuan Gong Hall had returned. From his expression, Fang Qingyuan could not tell much information.

The head of the hospital announced with a wooden face:

"From now on, the Tianshan Villa and the Wei family will be reconciled, and the past will be forgotten."

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples below made a noise, completely losing their monkish demeanor.

"What's going on? So many people died, why is there no explanation at all?"

"I want to see my two great uncles and ask them to make the decision for us."

The disciples were all shouting, but the head of the courtyard was Gu Jing Bubo. He ignored the commotion below and continued:

"Also, I will step down as the head of the academy in the near future, and the new head of the academy will be Uncle Zhao."

After throwing out this information, the head of the hospital turned and left. The figure behind him was indescribably silent. Fang Qingyuan saw Jiang Kui following closely, as if he wanted to ask for more information.

Fang Qingyuan blinked. Each of these two pieces of news was so unexpected.

The head of the academy has been in this position for nearly thirty years, but he has become an outcast in just a few days. Not only did the spiritual beast in the early stage of the golden elixir die, but his position was also taken away.

Moreover, Zhao Eulian, a golden elixir monk, would be too unqualified to serve as the head of another academy.

Unless, Fang Qingyuan suddenly thought of a possibility, unless Tianshan Villa is no longer a separate courtyard, but a branch.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan felt more and more that he was right. The other courtyard was an enclave, and it was enough to have a foundation-building monk and a golden elixir spirit beast.

But to be promoted to the sub-helm, it would be reasonable for Zhao Eulian to settle here.

As one of the superpowers in this world, the Beast Control Sect requires more kinds of spiritual beasts due to its special training requirements. Spiritual beasts from the sea, in the air, from the woods, volcanoes, deserts, and all kinds of environments must be cultivated. .

According to Fang Qingyuan's knowledge, there are hundreds of Yushumen villas and more than 20 sub-rudders, and each sub-rudder must be equipped with a golden elixir monk.

Golden elixir monks are not the most important. The spiritual beasts controlled by golden elixir monks are basically in the late golden elixir stage, and some are even in the Nascent Soul stage.

Zhao Eulian's golden-threaded silver-backed ray is the spiritual beast of the late Jindan period. It is very appropriate for him to be the sub-rudder here.

The thought flashed across his mind, and Fang Qingyuan seemed to have connected everything. Zhao Eulian wanted to be the sub-ruler here, so he tricked Wei Tong of Tianmen Mountain.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Since Zhao Eulian wants to take root here, Wei Tong must move away.

Judging from this situation, Zhao Eulian should have achieved his goal, but it was secret and not enough for outsiders to know.

The surrounding disciples were still venting their dissatisfaction, but Fang Qingyuan sneaked back to his home. He couldn't afford to interfere with the big shot's affairs, so it was just right to get some spiritual stones and improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

When they arrived at home, the camel ray flopped on the ground motionless. Fang Qingyuan was surprised. Why didn't this guy stop making noise? Could it be that he was hungry?

No, it's just that I haven't eaten for a day. A spiritual beast at the third level of Qi training will not starve to death even if it doesn't eat for half a month.

When Fang Qingyuan came closer and patted the guy, the guy opened his blurred eyes. When he saw clearly that it was Fang Qingyuan, he immediately became energetic and pushed his head hard against Fang Qingyuan.

Feeling the strength of the camel ray, Fang Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was still so energetic, so there would be no problem.

After catching a few pigs and fish in the yard and feeding them to the camel rays, and successfully pacifying them, Fang Qingyuan entered the quiet room and began today's meditation.

After a week, Fang Qingyuan showed a faint smile after feeling that his cultivation had improved a little bit.

He had been stuck in a bottleneck for a long time, but every time he meditated, it was in vain. His mood almost tortured people out of their inner demons.

Now I can gain something every time I meditate. This feeling is really good.

Thinking about the next day of welfare payment, Fang Qingyuan fell into sorrow. He currently only had a dozen spiritual stones obtained from selling pigs and fish. It was enough to buy spiritual rice, but he had to pay for the dock rental fee next month and the rental of camel rays. Where can I find the fifty spiritual stones?

After today, I must make a lot of money, otherwise I won’t be able to support Camel Ray.

Listening to the tossing sound of camel rays outside the house, Fang Qingyuan secretly made up his mind.