Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 147 The Supreme Elder

"According to what I say, you can give them a drop... Baihuamen is good at dancing. She has a wide network of female disciples and has close connections with many alchemy forces."

Master Huoya stroked his sparse goatee, thinking about the graceful figure and breathtaking eyes of Master Yu of Baihua Sect, and the fireworks in his sleeves became even brighter.

"How does Baihuamen have the right to ask for Qingling Chalcedony? Brother Huoya, don't go out of your way to help and speak just because your concubine is from Baihuamen."

Heifeng Zhenren became anxious upon hearing this, and the fat on his face swayed.

"I remember that there is no real alchemy master in Baihuamen now. The sect leader was just a fake alchemy monk... It would have been two hundred years ago. How can he be worthy of a drop of Qingling chalcedony now?"

“Huh, I heard that a fellow alchemist came to visit my junior brother today. Which sect did he follow my junior brother’s path and wanted to ask for the pure spirit chalcedony?”

Huo Yaozhen was exposed by his junior brother who he usually didn't like very much, and he blew his beard and stared in anger.

"There is a...Senior Brother Fang, fellow Taoist Yang from Qingfeng Sect, who wants to ask for three drops of pure chalcedony."

 “What a big face, three drops!”

Fire Crow’s face twitched and he said disdainfully: “The Horns is a remote sect. A bumpkin from a small place has an appetite as big as the Holy Lotus Sect!”

“It can’t be said that Qingfeng Sect is a sect with orderly inheritance. It has never stopped practicing Jiedan for thousands of years, and the martial arts in the sect are still authentic to Taoism..."

Master Heifeng also knew that Master Yang's request was a bit excessive, but in order to understand the magic elixir, he said calmly.

“That **** Taoist sect was suppressed and beaten by the Ghost Spirit Sect in the early years, and even the resources in the sect’s hinterland were plundered!”

Master Huoya expressed his disdain for the Qingfeng Sect.

“Or we can simply follow Brother Feng’s idea and seal up the Qingling Chalcedony and not sell it to the outside world... lest the secret realm disappears in a few hundred years and our disciples will have no elixir-forming spiritual objects to use!”

Senior Brother Feng is the remaining Master Jiedan from Wanshou Sect.

 At the moment, he is in retreat in the Cave of Ten Thousand Beasts, entering the late stage of pill formation.

Among all the immortals from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, he is the most conservative in how to deal with pure chalcedony.

The secret realm of Ten Thousand Beasts Gate, when it was first brought under control, would condense hundreds of drops of pure spirit chalcedony with every nail.

 With this number of elixir-formed spiritual objects, the Wanshou Sect itself won't be able to consume it.

 Take it out and sell it in exchange with other forces. Later, it became a practice to sell only 20,000 spiritual stones per drop.

 But the target of the sale has to be selected by the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, and there is still a favor owed.

Originally everything was smooth sailing, but with the size of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, there were less than ten perfect foundation-building monks in each Jiazi.

The excess Qingling chalcedony flowed to the seventy-two counties in the five states of Liang State. There were even monks from other countries who traveled millions of miles just to get an elixir-forming spiritual object.

 But three hundred years ago, something happened in the secret realm of the elixir-formed spiritual objects that the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect regarded as the most precious treasure.

 The amount of Qingling Chalcedony produced that year dropped to 80 drops.

　One hundred and twenty years later, there were only sixty drops again.

　　The most recent secret realm was opened, and only forty drops of Qingling Chalcedony were harvested.

According to many investigations and speculations by the four real people of Jiedan, there is only one conclusion, and that is that the secret realm here has reached the edge of collapse a thousand years after it was discovered.

 Maybe after collecting the Qingling Chalcedony four or five times, the entire secret realm will completely disintegrate and turn into fragments floating away in the turbulent flow of space.

This is the reason why Wanshou Sect has become increasingly nervous about Qingling Chalcedony and has two sets of purchasing standards.

If it weren’t for the fact that the longest preservation time of Qingling Chalcedony is only sixty years, Master Feng’s idea would have been approved long ago—

 Put away all the pure chalcedony produced in the secret realm. Not a drop will flow out. It will only be used by the disciples of Wanshou Sect.

“Okay, what are the quarrels between brothers and sisters about?”

Fang Tiansheng spoke slowly, his voice like muffled thunder, rolling and stirring in the hall.

This supreme elder of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect has a lion face and a broad nose. His silver hair and beard are a mess, but his skin is as smooth as a baby.

"I will think of ways to deal with the secret realm. This time I found a way to save it in the Holy Lotus Sect... But there are still two key items missing. If they can be found, it can at least delay the collapse of the secret realm by three hundred years! "

"Junior brother, you directly refute Baihuamen. What Heifeng said is right. A mere fake elixir comes to ask for Qingling Chalcedony... She has such a wide network of connections. If a disciple of her Baihuamen becomes the Nascent Soul Lord, Concubine, I will give you some face."

"Also, you should also control your temper and not be too indulged in female sex... If there is no hope in a short period of time in the middle stage of pill formation, you should continue to give guidance to the younger generations. There are six foundation-building achievements in this year, and they will all be in their thirties. I have been trying to form pills for years, so you should put more effort into teaching them the secret of forming pills."

 “I have written down what I said, and I will definitely change it.”

Master Huo Ya lowered his head, and Fang Tiansheng's spit flew into his face, and he didn't even wipe it off, not daring to have the temper of Master Ji Dan.

Fang Tiansheng is older than Zhenren Yang, and is the patriarch of all the monks of Wanshou Sect.

But because he practiced the Spirit Controlling Scripture, and with the help of the power of his natal spirit beast, the Gold Swallowing Earth Dragon, and the various life-extending pills he took, he was able to live to be eight hundred years old.

At present, he is less than 500 years old, and there is still a lot of time to attack the Nascent Soul realm.

"As for the Qingfeng Sect, it's just a stubborn sect with the Four Immortals... They can't let go of their self-proclaimed Taoist orthodoxy, and they want to adapt to the customs of this place. You can tell one or two from their family's true test. Check the disciple's qualifications. The nature of the mind ends with a battle of strength and weakness, so why bother?”

 Wan Beast Sect selects its true disciples only based on their strength.

Regardless of personal strength or the strength of the accompanying spirit beast, as long as you can fight, you are qualified to ascend to the position of true disciple.

 It's just that the position of this true successor is not stable. Every two years, latecomers can challenge.

Fang Tiansheng seems to know the Qingfeng Sect very well. He has even done some homework on some details and knows some real inside stories.

“The founder of the Qingfeng Sect came across the sea and established his foundation in the Liang Kingdom, almost two thousand years ago. If there were not disciples who could support the lintel from generation to generation, the inheritance would have been cut off long ago.”

"But Ge Cang has the appearance of a Nascent Soul... If he can successfully transform into a baby, the Qingfeng Sect will really prosper!"

“Senior Brother Fang, there was a lot of rumors a few years ago that Ge Cang defeated four Dan-Jie masters from the Ghost Spirit Sect alone. How true is this?”

Zhenhuo Yao asked out of curiosity. With his ability, he was sure to win against any monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect alone.

His natal spiritual beast Ding, the Fire God Crow, collects lamplight, candlelight, and the lights of thousands of houses, and refines it into a ball of immortal true fire, which has the characteristics of decay and inexhaustibility.

Although it is not as good as some real fires in restraining evil spirits and has extra lethality against demonic monks, the darker and colder the environment, the more it can stimulate the magical power of Dinghuo Shencrow.

 But with one against two, it can only be a tie.

With one against four, Huo Yao Zhenren was convinced that he had only one option: escape. He had some confidence in using Huo Yao's magical power to protect himself and escape.

 He absolutely did not believe that a monk from a remote sect could achieve such a shocking achievement.

There must be some exaggeration or untruth in this.

For example, Ge Cang used some powerful one-time exotic treasure to scare away several Dan-Jie masters from the Ghost Spirit Sect.

 “How true is it?”

Fang Tiansheng's voice rose, thunder rolled in his chest, and he said with hatred: "I see that you are really addicted to women, and you have lost your head... If it weren't for the few demon cubs from the Ghost Spirit Sect who ran so fast, one by one, they would all be killed. Ge Cang’s soul is completely destroyed!”

"Jiu Lian Zhenjun told me personally that this man's talent is a once-in-a-hundred-year experience in our Holy Lotus Sect. The key is that his magical power can extremely restrain the demonic monks. Even if I change my seat and pick up the demon cubs, I may not be as fast as him. quick!"

"Heifeng, go and tell the fellow Taoists at Qingfeng Sect that you can give them one drop... no, just three drops of Qingling Chalcedony!"

 Fang Tiansheng remembered something and changed his mind.

“But I want him to promise you personally that he owes me two favors from the Wanshou Sect... once for the Qingfeng Sect and once for Ge Cang personally. That fellow Taoist Yang is Senior Brother Ge Cang, so he should be able to make the decision for him.”

“As long as he agrees, you immediately go to the secret realm with my order to get three drops of Qingling Chalcedony and give them to him!”

“Although I don’t like the Qingfeng Sect’s awkward style, this family is the most trustworthy... As long as they owe you a favor, you don’t have to worry about the day when they won’t be able to get it back.”

“I understand, Senior Brother Fang.”

Master Heifeng didn't expect that Fang Tianshenghui would agree to Master Yang's excessive request.

Originally I thought about asking for a drop of pure chalcedony. Even if I fulfilled Yang Zhenren's instructions, I would have the dignity to ask for the tongue knowledge elixir.

 When the two junior brothers exited the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts and only Fang Tiansheng remained, he closed his eyelids slightly tiredly.

"According to the wishes of the Holy Lotus Sect, Ge Cang must have a place in the Liansheng Secret Realm this time... then find someone to send a message and let him pay attention to the space spiritual objects. If there are two junior brothers Feng and Ge Cang, as long as there is space this time If a spiritual object appears, the chance of falling into their hands is quite high."

Fang Tiansheng is one of the few great monks in the Liang Kingdom, and many things are no secret to him.

“If I can find a piece of Kongming Stone, I will go to Zengguang Immortal City to take a copy of the fourth-level breath soil, and ask the fourth-level array master to take action. It will not be a problem to consolidate the secret realm for three hundred years!”

Three hundred years, which means that this secret realm of Wanshou Sect can still harvest five rounds of pill-forming spiritual objects.

Calculated based on the minimum forty drops of pure spirit chalcedony per round, it is a full two hundred portions of elixir-forming spiritual objects.

 No matter how much you pay for it, it is always worth it.

“The old man is getting older, and he only has one or two hundred years left at most... We are sure of reaching the third-level peak, but how on earth can a fourth-level spiritual beast reach the top?”

The deeper you practice the Soul-Restraining Scripture, the closer the relationship between the monk and his natal spiritual beast will be.

 At the time when the elixir was first formed, it was the gold-swallowing dragon that pulled Fang Tiansheng's cultivation forward.

Now, the situation has reversed, and Fang Tiansheng has been dragged down by the realm of his natal spiritual beast.

The gold-swallowing earth-walking dragon carries a trace of true dragon blood, and the step to advance to the fourth level is more difficult than that of ordinary spiritual beasts.

 Using conventional means, it will definitely be too late.

Fang Tiansheng learned a secret through Jiulian Zhenjun. Thousands of years ago, the golden horned dragon, the spiritual beast of a Yuanying Zhenjun in Beiyuan, successfully saved up and survived the transformation after swallowing a five-crystal divine iron. Thunder Tribulation, becoming a fourth-level spiritual beast.

 They are both spiritual beasts with dragon blood, and they both like to devour metals and minerals. This secret has great reference value.

“Five-crystal divine iron… The world of immortality is so vast, where can such fifth-level spiritual materials be hidden…”

 Compared with the secret realm of the alchemy and spiritual objects that was in danger of collapsing, Fang Tiansheng felt even more anxious because his own path was uncertain.

 (End of this chapter)