Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

After three years of continuous cultivation by Fang Qingyuan, the spiritual energy in the Immortal Mansion space has now reached the level of first-order low-grade spiritual veins.

But after Fang Qingyuan strengthened his soul through the cultivation spell just now, he suddenly discovered that the spiritual power in the immortal mansion had dropped visibly to the naked eye.

Although Fang Qingyuan knew that cultivating the soul required spiritual power, but consuming so much was really painful for Fang Qingyuan.

He felt that if he practiced like this a few more times, the spiritual power in the Immortal Mansion would definitely drop a lot, and could even degrade to the level of a sub-grade spiritual land.

But the feeling of increasing the source of the soul is too good. Since the biggest hidden danger is avoided, that unknown pointed ghost, Fang Qingyuan will not give up practicing the soul path because of the decline in spiritual power.

In fact, when Fang Qingyuan first arrived at the Immortal Mansion, he thought about trying the Soul Dao technique because his soul was revealed. However, although he belonged to the Southern Border Beast Control Sect, there was no Soul Dao in the Sutra Collection Pavilion inside the door. Storage of spells.

Maybe there is one in Zongshan Sutra Pavilion, but given Fang Qingyuan's current status, don't have any illusions.

Soul Dao magic is still taboo in southern Xinjiang, and Fang Qingyuan does not dare to look for it blatantly, but now that he has encountered it, there is no reason not to try it.

I'll ask Zhang Yuan tomorrow where he got this jade slip of the Soul Dao Kung Fu. Although he didn't notice anything wrong with the technique, he would feel at ease if he knew the source better.

As for the spiritual power problem in the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan thought about it and decided to increase the amount of spiritual materials to increase the concentration of spiritual power in the Immortal Mansion. If this method could not be effective as soon as possible, then he would have no choice but to bury the spiritual stones directly in the black soil.

Most of the spiritual lands in the cultivation world have an astonishing number of spiritual stones buried underground. The higher the level of the spiritual land, the higher the number and grade of the spiritual stones underground.

The spiritual energy emitted by the spirit stone veins can be released naturally and permanently, which is more effective than any other spiritual material.

Especially when the spirit stones were buried directly into the black soil in the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan had endured the pain and tried a few before. The low-grade spirit stones could be fully absorbed within half a month, and their effectiveness was astonishing.

However, although the effect is good, the input-output ratio is not as good as that of spiritual materials. If these spiritual stones are replaced with spiritual materials, buried in the black soil, and allowed to be slowly absorbed, the effect can be more than three or four times that of directly burying the spiritual stones.

Either reduce the spiritual practice, or directly bury the spiritual stone to quickly replenish the concentration of spiritual power. For a while, Fang Qingyuan was in a dilemma.

After a moment, Fang Qingyuan sighed softly, feeling that his biggest problem at the moment was still not having enough spirit stones.

He must continue to earn spiritual stones. Now he only has more than 7,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and there are no tens of thousands of spiritual stones with him, which makes Fang Qingyuan feel very uneasy.

After a lively night, at dawn the next day, Fang Qingyuan could still see many monks celebrating all night long, celebrating that they could come back alive from that hellish place on the front line of Tianyin Mountain.

Fang Qingyuan found Zhang Yuan's location, but just outside the tent, a fierce murderous intention shocked Fang Qingyuan, so Fang Qingyuan stopped and said softly:

"Junior Brother Zhang, are you sober?"

Hearing Fang Qingyuan's voice, the murderous intent in the room immediately receded. After a while, Zhang Yuan walked out sleepily, and Fang Qingyuan said:

"I'm sorry, senior brother, I thought I was still in Tianyin Mountain just now."

Fang Qingyuan nodded to express his understanding, then used a spell to attract a ball of water and sent it to Zhang Yuan.

After Zhang Yuan packed up his appearance, Fang Qingyuan took him to Zhao Liangde's location.

In terms of cultivation, Zhao Liangde is not the highest among the disciples of Lechuan, but in terms of status in the beast-controlling sect of Southern Xinjiang, Zhao Liangde is the third-highest one besides Lechuan and his companion beast. figure.

At present, Zhao Liangde obeyed Lechuan's order and evacuated all the disciples of the Southern Xinjiang Beast Control Sect to Dazhai, the capital of Shandu. Therefore, all the big and small matters in this Dazhai currently require Zhao Liangde's nod.

Fang Qingyuan took Zhang Yuanqiu to see Zhao Liangde early in the morning, just to get a good job for Zhang Yuan and ask someone to do things. He should hurry up early instead of late. If he goes late, he won't get anything hot.

Within the Dazhai, monks are prohibited from flying in the air, so Fang Qingyuan and Zhang Yuan walked side by side on the noisy streets. Zhang Yuan looked at the scattered monks, frowned a little, and asked:

"Is this always the case in Dazhai? There is no uncle here to take care of it?"

Fang Qingyuan chuckled and said casually:

"This is the scene after the management. Don't you know that when Dazhai was first established, there would be private fights among the monks every three days, and sometimes there would even be dozens of people fighting in melee. Just for us to dispatch to suppress it, no less than five people would fight. Second-rate."

After Zhang Yuan heard this, he couldn't believe it. He said in surprise:

"How could there be such chaos? This is a military camp."

Seeing Zhang Yuan's expression, Fang Qingyuan knew that the chaos here made Zhang Yuan, who was accustomed to orders and prohibitions on the front line, very uncomfortable.

So Fang Qingyuan thought about it and slowly analyzed it:

"In the past two years, the sect has been busy upgrading other courtyards to branch sects, and has neglected to control the sects and cultivation families around Tianmen Mountain. The most important thing is that because the sect is peacefully handing over to the Wei family, there is no Revealing a bloody iron fist loses its power to intimidate.

Secondly, since the completion of the Dazhai, the Luo family and the Qifu Alliance forces that were on guard did not attack in a large scale. Each time they fought just like a formality. In the past six months, the number of monks who died in battles was not as many as those who died in private fights. , If things go on like this, the monks will naturally become slacker. "

After Zhang Yuan heard this, he thought deeply. He was not stupid, but he did not change his mind for a while after retreating from the front line.

Seeing Zhang Yuan's expression slowly softening, Fang Qingyuan comforted him:

"Junior brother, please relax. You have escaped from the muddy pond of Tianyin Mountain. When senior brother finds a good job for you, we can hang out together in this village so that you can be taken care of."

When Zhang Yuan nodded with emotion, Fang Qingyuan said again casually;

"By the way, where did those jade slips you gave me yesterday come from? Are there any rubbings?"

In this regard, Zhang Yuan said without hesitation:

"Those jade slips were all obtained from the storage bags of the enemy monks on the battlefield after our victory. We accumulated them for several months and captured a large number of jade slips. But later, after seeing these jade slips, I followed Some fellow Taoists exchanged and shared with each other.

But just when we were about to come back, Wei Tong asked us to attack again. This time we killed a few foundations and collected a bunch of jade slips. Among the jade slips I gave you, how many of them were there? This may be the reason.

Why did you finish watching last night? I still have about ten more. "

Seeing that Zhang Yuan spoke easily and looked calm, Fang Qingyuan asked again:

"Why do you want so many Jade Slips skills? Some of them are quite taboo."

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise:

"Senior brother, you should really look at it as a martial art. We are criticizing these jade slips as erotic pictures. The battlefield is boring and just a little entertainment. We are a famous sect. These martial arts are just strange, but they are Out of our sight."

Regarding this, Fang Qingyuan immediately said categorically:

"What junior brother said is the truth. If you look at the criticism, we have no skills at Yushou Mountain. The heretical techniques are difficult to reach the level of elegance."

As soon as Fang Qingyuan finished speaking, the two of them looked at each other, laughed together, and said in unison:

"It's just criticism, nothing else."

"That's true, we must criticize it!"

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