Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

A high-level floating shuttle slowly docked at the berth outside Jiuxingfang. When the shuttle door opened, a young man and a dark-skinned bald man stepped out of the shuttle one after another.

The young monk at the head, who has perfected his foundation, is handsome and tall, with a white face and no beard. His crimson robe swings gently as he moves, and the spiritual beasts embroidered on the robe also change his posture, walking or lying down, vivid and vivid. The whole thing gives people a feeling of extraordinary origin.

This person is Fang Qingyuan, and the one at the back is naturally the newly recruited guest Qing Jiuyan.

The two took Qiyun City's high-end shuttle and made two transfers along the way before finally arriving at Baishan Jiuxingfang City. When they arrived here, Fang Qingyuan's mood suddenly became brighter. Although this place was not as prosperous as Qiyun, it was free enough.

In Qiyun, Fang Qingyuan always felt that he was dependent on others, but when he arrived at Jiuxingfang and Baishan, his status as the leader of a sect also increased.

Taking Jiuyan with him, Fang Qingyuan rushed to the Qingyuan Sect. He couldn't wait to retreat and practice, waiting for Jiuyan to refine the true incense of the cave.

Returning to the sect, Fang Qingyuan called Liu Xun and asked him to build an incense-making quiet room for Jiuyan. Don't be stingy with spiritual stones and buy all the materials needed for Jiuyan's incense-making process.

Liu Xun received Fang Qingyuan's order and raised no objections. In the Qingyuan Sect, Fang Qingyuan was the leader here.

After placing Jiuyan down, Fang Qingyuan released the golden treasure and pretended to be the sacred beast of the Qingyuan Sect. Then he returned to the quiet room on the top of the mountain, meditated silently, adjusted his body and mind, and waited for the last days to come.

At the same time, he also spread his magical power of the voice of all things throughout the Qingyuan Sect within a radius of dozens of miles.

This kind of diffusion is rapid, but letting go and listening to the voices of all things is slow and cautious. Fang Qingyuan knows very well that if he suddenly lets go, the voices of hundreds of thousands of mortals will burst his sanity.

At present, Fang Qingyuan possesses four magical powers. The longevity energy is transformed by the vitality in the immortal palace, the soul path is blessed by the God-killing thorn, the five-element avenue has five-color light, and the five-element dharma. There is no need to worry too much about these three. Only this is taken from The bee mother's magical power of the voice of all things was obtained through Fang Qingyuan's own practice. Compared with the other three types, it lacked some innate opportunities.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan wanted to use this method to hope that his magical power of the voice of all things could reach the same level as the other three magical powers.

As spring passes and autumn comes, five years have passed. The leaves of the trees under the mountain have withered and turned green, turned green and yellow, and finally turned into dead leaves, falling into the earth and integrating with it.

On this day, on the Qingyuan Zong Mountain, a bald, dark-skinned man suddenly laughed loudly:

"Hey, Master Tao, I'm done, I'm done."

Following this man's somewhat crazy behavior, the disciple guarding the door quickly called Liu Xun over.

When Liu Xun arrived, the black man, oh, it was Jiu Yan, grabbed Liu Xun's shoulders and shook him hard:

"The cave is really fragrant. The top-grade cave is really fragrant. Let me make it."

When Liu Xun heard this, he was also overjoyed. As the head of the general affairs, he knew the significance of this cave's true fragrance to Fang Qingyuan.

But Liu Xun didn't completely believe Jiuyan's words. He had his own standards for doing things, so he took the finished product refined by Jiuyan and looked at it carefully.

This incense is only half a foot long, and is green and green. It is colorless and odorless at first, but after a few breaths, a bright light comes to my mind. Although it only lasts for a few breaths, it is enough to prove that this scent is extraordinary.

Dongzhenxiang is only a second-level high-grade rare treasure, but it is difficult to make and preserve, so it has always been rare. Jiuyan can make it, except for the pressure that Fang Qingyuan brought to him before, and the countless materials provided by Qingyuan Sect. , Jiuyan also has some talent in making incense.

And after making this incense, when Liu Xun looked at the incense, Jiuyan's body's Qi began to change significantly. It was obviously the accumulation of the past five years. Under the excitement of the joy, it was like a flood that had been released. Start to hit the bottleneck between the middle stage of foundation building and the late stage of foundation building.

Liu Xun was shocked when he felt this scene, and then he was overjoyed. This was a double happiness.

So he let everyone go out, leaving a quiet environment for Jiuyan, and then he stood at the door to protect Jiuyan.

The disciples at the door began to talk privately. Jiuyan has always been a mysterious person in Qingyuan Sect. He has not shown his face since he entered Qingyuan Sect five years ago.

This was also what Liu Xun meant. He believed that Jiuyan's making of incense for Fang Qingyuan should not be known to outsiders. Although there was no need to worry about someone coming to attack, the incident of Xiao Xuan becoming a demon was a lesson learned from the past, so it was better to be careful.

If someone tampered with the incense made by Jiuyan, the consequences would be serious.

Jiuyan in the room was making breakthroughs with his skills, Liu Xun outside the door was on guard for his protection, and a group of disciples further away were waiting silently.

Let's zoom out. A green bird on the tree in the distance saw this scene, with a human look in its eyes. Then it tilted its body, as if it had taken a nap. When it woke up, it Somewhat confused as to what he was doing here, he flapped his wings and flew further away.

The perspective continued to zoom out. At this moment, thousands of birds and beasts in Qingyuan Sect all took a nap. After they woke up, they did whatever they should do. Everything was as before, no one was there. I found that they were missing something compared to before.

In the quiet room on the top of the mountain, Fang Qingyuan opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, looking a little confused. At this moment, his soul was still immersed in the perspectives of thousands of clones.

After a long time, Fang Qingyuan finally woke up, and then his total amount of soul began to skyrocket.

At one o'clock and two o'clock, one share and two copies, the souls of thousands of birds and beasts that coexisted in the Qingyuan Sect within a radius of fifty miles returned to his body at this time, and together they made his soul Total amount, infinite improvement.

Of course, infinity is just an illusion. When the total amount of souls reaches five times that of ordinary foundation-building perfect monks, this speed suddenly slows down.

In the past five years, from the moment he entered seclusion, Fang Qingyuan tried to envelop the hearts of all living beings in the Qingyuan Sect with his magical power.

It was relatively smooth at the beginning, but as time went by, Fang Qingyuan was not satisfied with just being enveloped and passively sensing what he wanted to do.

So at this time, he tried to place his soul on human beings, but human beings, with their physical bodies to protect them and their strong Qi and blood, were indeed the formidable enemies of the soul.

If Fang Qingyuan insists on parasitism, he can only kill the other party and occupy the other party's house, but this is not what Fang Qingyuan wants.

Because the people living here are his people and they are the existences he wants to protect, he cannot ignore the life and death of these mortals just to experiment with techniques.

Later, Fang Qingyuan changed his mind. He no longer struggled with the human body, but placed his soul on the newly born bird.

Newly born birds are fragile, and their souls are vague and absent. Fang Qingyuan separated some of his souls and parasitized them into the bodies of these young birds, growing together with these new-born birds. In the process of their growth, he also obtained the total amount of souls. increase.

Later, the birds could no longer satisfy him, and he began to parasitize animals and animals. It was not until Jiuyan made a breakthrough that he woke up from this state of practice.

Half a day later, Fang Qingyuan felt that his condition was better than ever, but the recovered soul contained too many memory fragments of the original owner. Fang Qingyuan still had to use the God-killing Thorn to clear these things away.