Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

As soon as the strands of golden spirit power entered the Immortal Mansion, they were swallowed up by the Immortal Mansion space. No matter how many came, the Immortal Mansion space would still swallow them.

The power of the golden spirit at the original level of the Nascent Soul is countless times higher than the quality of those first-level spiritual wood materials. As the power of the golden spirit continues to be absorbed by the space of the immortal mansion, Fang Qingyuan can even feel that he has a strong influence on the golden element. The understanding of the Tao is deepening.

Originally, Fang Qingyuan's golden spiritual root qualifications were the worst, but now that he has been nurtured by this Yuanying-level origin, he is afraid that his golden spiritual roots will surpass those who came after him, and he will become the strongest spiritual root qualification among the five elements.

Half an hour later, most of Fang Qingyuan's soul was consumed, so he stopped when he was ready and let go of absorbing the power of the golden spirit entrenched in his lungs.

Closing his eyes again, Fang Qingyuan found that the power of the golden spirit that was as deep as the sea in his perception was now reduced a little.

Although it was not much, Fang Qingyuan looked happy after making the calculation. Originally, he could only rely on the power of the golden spirit absorbed by the little bear. Now, after extracting it from his own fairy palace, he can escape from being trapped in a hundred years or about seven or eight years. Explosive misfortune.

After all these extractions, Fang Qingyuan took out the magic weapon and tested it, and found that his golden spiritual root had increased by two points.

Now my wood spiritual root is twenty-seven, earth element is twenty-one, water element is sixteen, fire element is thirteen, and metal element is twelve.

It had increased by two points in half an hour. The power of this Nascent Soul-level golden spirit was indeed greatly enhanced. However, this was originally a gift left to Little Bear by the underground Nascent Soul behemoth, but now it was cut off by him.

In this regard, Fang Qingyuan looked at the little bear in his hand, feeling no psychological burden at all. Although the spiritual beast was good, he himself came first.

Moreover, this little bear has the innate magical power of [Swallowing Gold and Chewing Iron]. He can just eat gold and iron spiritual materials. This golden spirit energy is too thin and soft, which is not good for this little guy's teeth, so he might as well let himself bear it.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan laughed, and after looking at the land again, he took out his magic sword, flew into the sky, and rushed towards his small courtyard.

Back at his home, Yinbao was still sleeping soundly. Fang Qingyuan took a look over and realized that the ten days of rations he had left for it had been finished long ago.

Looking at the sweet sleeping Yinbao, Fang Qingyuan was in a good mood and did not cause trouble for it. Otherwise, the ten-day ration would be finished in three or four days, and he would have to starve it for two meals at least.

Arriving in the quiet room, Fang Qingyuan thought for a moment, connected with the Immortal Mansion, put the little bear in his hand, and built a cozy nest for him.

The mattress on which it rests its butt is made of fine fur, and a bowl of gold and jade nectar is placed next to it for it to eat when it gets hungry.

After asking the bee mother to pay careful attention and not to disturb her, Fang Qingyuan relaxed his mind, lay down on his bed, and fell asleep.

For several days underground, the heavy pressure and geomagnetic force were already difficult to withstand, not to mention encountering the Nascent Soul beast. The key was still a paranoid man who had not died thoroughly enough. Fang Qingyuan dealt with it carefully, but this mental drain was too much. Overdrawn.

After sleeping for two days, Fang Qingyuan slowly woke up. He opened his sleepy eyes and immediately entered the fairy mansion to check on the little bear cub.

Fang Qingyuan felt relieved when he saw the little bear curled up, wrapped in thick fur, sleeping soundly.

The inside of the Immortal Mansion was much safer than outside. Fang Qingyuan was afraid that something might happen to the little guy while he was sleeping. The bear cub, which was only a few days old, was currently unable to defeat a wild cat.

The more powerful a race is, the weaker its offspring are when they are born. The antelope and wildebeest calves can walk as fast as flying just a few hours after they are born.

However, the cubs of ligers and tigers cannot open their eyes. This is because the antelope and wildebeest cannot protect their cubs well, but the ligers and tigers do not have to worry about this.

However, although this little bear cub is currently weak, it is growing at an alarming rate. In just two days, it is one size larger than when it was first born.

Putting aside the matter of the bear boy for the moment, Fang Qingyuan had a headache due to the noise from the silver treasure outside the house. After this guy had made ten days of rations in three days, now that he saw Fang Qingyuan come back, he groaned for food.

Fang Qingyuan estimated that if he didn't come back, nothing would happen. At worst, Yinbao would have to carry it for seven or eight days without eating, but seeing him, Yinbao wouldn't want to be hungry and suffer injustice.

Forget it, the spirit beast you choose is a blessing if you can eat it. It doesn't matter if you eat more and advance earlier. To grow a spirit beast, you need to eat more and sleep more. Silver treasure is not a waste, but a gift.

Fang Qingyuan comforted himself in this way, then took out a large handful of dried fish and stuffed it into Yinbao's mouth. Looking at Yinbao's happy little eyes, he narrowed his eyes. Fang Qingyuan stepped on its back and said:

"Eat quickly, and then go to the Tianmen Mountain Sutra Pavilion."

Fang Qingyuan wanted to go to the Sutra Pavilion to check some information. The Tianshan Villa has been here for hundreds of years and has collected many books. Fang Qingyuan hopes to find some records from the founding war.

Seeing with his own eyes the corpse of the Yuanying beast underground, Fang Qingyuan got another bear cub, the remains of the pioneering war. Fang Qingyuan was worried that there might be some hidden dangers in the future.

Knowing more about the inside story can also provide some reference for your future actions. Perhaps, future opportunities are hidden in the details.

When they arrived at the Scripture Collection Pavilion, Fang Qingyuan didn't even finish chewing the silver treasure in his mouth, so Fang Qingyuan ignored it, put it in the animal pen, and entered the Scripture Collection Pavilion himself.

As soon as Fang Qingyuan entered, he saw Jiang Kui among them. This senior sister was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a jade slip in trance.

Seeing Jiang Kui, Fang Qingyuan felt happy. With this otaku who often spent time in the Scripture Collection Pavilion, he didn't have to look for classics everywhere.

Since the death of the head of the old hospital, this senior sister Jiang Kui has not interfered with the affairs of the Tianmen Villa. She spends her whole day either in the Sutra Pavilion or doing meditation in her own residence.

It can be said that he lives in seclusion. As Jiang Kui's core disciple, he should at least bear some responsibilities. However, I don't know if Lechuan felt guilty and did not force Jiang Kui to come out to do things.

Therefore, a core disciple spent all day in the Sutra Pavilion. Even Fang Qingyuan and Zhang Yuan, the two most lazy inner disciples, got closer and closer to her.

After Jiang Kui put down the jade slip, Fang Qingyuan stepped forward and said:

"Senior Sister Jiang, do you know where the records of the sect's founding war two hundred and seventy years ago are kept?"

After hearing Fang Qingyuan's question, Jiang Kui's blurred eyes gradually focused, then looked at Fang Qingyuan and said:

"Oh, these records are the three, four, and six jade slips on the third shelf on your left hand side, in the middle of the fourth floor."

Fang Qingyuan looked happy and was about to go over and pick it up when he heard Jiang Kui say again:

"There are also four jade slips on the seventh shelf, in the middle of the second floor, and the tenth shelf"

Listening to Jiang Kui's constant explanation of the placement of the jade slips, Fang Qingyuan's face became a little stiff. After a while, Jiang Kui realized that he had said too much, so he stood up and came to Fang Qingyuan and said directly:

"Forget it, let me help you look for them. There are quite a lot of these jade slips. Unfortunately, there haven't been any fresh jade slips delivered recently. I'm almost done with them."

Looking at Jiang Kui's searching back, Fang Qingyuan thought for a while and held back.

He originally wanted to ask Jiang Kui directly, because he found that Jiang Kui seemed to know everything. Whether it was the initial experience of Ling Zhihu, or the vertical skills, including the current records of the war, it seemed that she didn't know anything about it. Unfamiliar.

However, Fang Qingyuan warned himself in his heart not to expose his true intentions just for the sake of temporary convenience.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan just looked at this graceful senior sister, bending down and looking for each jade slip for herself.

In response, there were little ripples in his heart.