Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 313 The First Thunder Bamboo

The Yuexuan Sword was taken back into his hand, it was bright and pale, without a trace of blood on it.

“Mystic yarn is really a powerful ambush weapon, but it’s a pity that it’s incomplete. It’s not that useful when dealing with human monks…”

Bai Zichen was still frightened. Hei Chi was so injured that his true strength was not even comparable to that of a third-level high-grade monster.

However, there is also the secret technique of instant recovery, and even infinite height is only a thin line away from the fourth-level transformed demon.

 No, it should be said that he has stepped onto the fourth level with one foot. The coercion made him feel like a light on his back, giving him a definite sense of threat.

“Among monsters, blood is indeed the most respected one. No dragon beast can be underestimated. Who knows what magical powers and secrets it has inherited.”

If the light of his sword were slower and the lethality was weaker, he would not be able to kill Black Chi instantly.

Hei Chi, who is even more powerful than in his prime, will leave Bai Zichen helpless and may even threaten his life.

 After all, it is unknown how strong a dragon beast with a trace of fourth-level power is.

The blank soul-capturing banner, which is equivalent to a high-grade spiritual weapon, was waved towards the body of the black chi, and a mini black chi was shaking its body and involuntarily thrown into the banner.

On the banner, the black chi spirit is still struggling and swimming, but the power of the spirit cannot be compared with the restriction on the targeted spiritual weapon.

As long as he is willing and refines the black chi's essence a little, this soul-stirring banner can immediately become a low-grade magic weapon.

Of course he would not do anything at the expense of a small thing. This dragon soul is related to the third-order Qinglong Haohai Sword.

 Let alone low-grade magic weapons, even the best magic weapons are not as valuable as the third-level flying sword in Bai Zichen's mind.

At the same time, he took out the high-grade storage bag obtained from Peach Blossom Fairy, disassembled the entire black chilong body and put it into it.

 Thinking for a moment, he retracted the pairs of intact wings of the blue-eyed dream butterflies on the ground.

These translucent wings with terrifying big eye patterns on them are excellent materials for refining winged spiritual weapons.

 From the perspective of spiritual stone, it is nothing to him.

But these dozens of intact pairs of wings, even if they are only half-refined, can add twenty or thirty winged spiritual weapons to Qingfeng Sect.

 With this spiritual weapon, the life-saving ability of the sect's foundation-building monks can be improved to a higher level.

“There is such a narrow third-order spiritual vein. The area of ​​Phantom Butterfly Valley is less than one-third of Qingniu Valley, and it is located closer to the center. It cannot be used in the short term.”

 After taking over Hejian County, the dilemma of Qingfeng Sect monks having too much spiritual power and little land has been alleviated.

 Until the dividends from Hejian County are completely digested, the sect will have no motivation to develop new spiritual veins.

There are thousands of silver-edged mandalas growing in the Fantasy Butterfly Valley. The juice of this second-level spiritual plant is the favorite of the purple-eyed dream butterfly, and it can also be used to assist in the practice of illusion.

Bai Zichen recorded the situation in the valley on a jade slip and threw it back to Gu Xisheng, so that it can be used when the sect has enough strength to expand deeper into the Black Mountain.

The moonlight reaches the sky, and there is only silence in the Phantom Butterfly Valley.

I don’t know how long it took, but a white shadow shuttled like lightning and stood on the top of the valley.

It was the white ape, holding a coiled dragon stick upside down in his hand. There were obvious traces of refining and polishing on it, and the aura was flowing.

There were a few patches of blood on the originally snow-white hair, and a claw mark on his belly almost tore it in half.

 But now the scars have healed, and the body is as strong and flexible as ever.

The white ape's nose twitched and he sniffed the air. He jumped to the center of the Phantom Butterfly Valley in two steps and looked at the devastation and the large blood stains on the ground.

It roared towards the sky, pointed the dragon-coiled stick in its hand towards the sky, and it turned into a hundred-foot iron rod and swung it down with all its strength.

The earth cracked, rocks crumbled into powder, and a bottomless ravine appeared in the Phantom Butterfly Valley.

After putting away the stick, the white ape limped away with the dragon stick. The white hair on his right hand suddenly fell down, revealing the ape's arm like a piece of steel, with a snow-white skin with a hint of pink.

 …

 Most of the Black Chi at the top of the third level were given to Han Qing to use as the main ingredient of the great body refining medicine.

The remaining dragon tendons and dragon skins are simply refined and then sent to the secret hall. Anyone who needs the materials to refine magic weapons in the future can exchange them for themselves.

Bai Zichen doesn't think he will be able to use these spiritual materials after he becomes a third-level weapon refiner.

There are still thousands of kilograms of black chilong meat left, which is very cheap for Gungun, so this little guy will not be short of the flesh and blood of the third-level monster in the next few years.

 “How come the little guy hasn’t changed for a while and is developing sideways again?”

Bai Zichen wanted to wait for the results of Han Qing's alchemy, so he went back to Tianlei Cliff first and picked up Gungun who was lying comfortably on the wooden pillar where he was practicing.

 Lying on the wooden pier, Gungun is really like a spread out pie. From a distance, it looks like a black and white thick plush cushion.

Having not seen his master for a long time, Gungun was waving his limbs excitedly, trying to climb on him.

 Given the treatment it has enjoyed, it is still only a second-order low-grade spiritual beast, and its growth rate must be slow.

However, Bai Zichen does not expect spiritual beasts to be able to keep up with his cultivation speed. Except for ancient wild beasts and descendants of ancient fairy beasts, there are clear records of becoming powerful monsters in a short period of time.

 Other monsters, no matter how special their bloodline is, have never been heard of being able to grow close to the fourth-order great monster stage within a hundred years.

Rather than this, it is still good to raise Gungun, a spiritual beast with a talent for treasure hunting.

 At least it feels comfortable to play with a bear, but it would not be the same if it were a strange-looking spiritual beast with a body that is slippery and full of mucus. "Ancestor, I was about to announce the good news to you. Just a few days ago, the first Thunder Bamboo finally mutated!"

“Ancestor, I was about to announce the good news to you. Just a few days ago, the first Thunder Bamboo finally mutated!”

Fang Xiran knew that his ancestor was back, so he ran over as soon as possible and said with a trembling voice.

 Since the attack on the foundation failed the year before last and his vitality was greatly reduced, he has obviously become much older.

“Okay, which disciple deserves the credit? The rewards will remain unchanged. You can choose as many as you want within a contribution value of 10,000!”

Bai Zichen was overjoyed and immediately ran to look around under the Tianlei wall.

There are already a large number of sacred sound bamboos, and they are lush and vigorous. When the wind blows, they are filled with jade sounds.

There is a spiritual bamboo in the east corner that is obviously over a length taller. The bamboo is covered with lightning marks, and it feels numb with thunder and lightning when touched lightly.

Even the bamboo leaves are very different, as crystal clear as jade, and the texture of the leaves is like thunder and lightning.

 “Ask someone to take care of it carefully so that the second Leiyinzhu will appear as soon as possible.”

Bai Zichen's current level of weapon refining is such that he is not even sure how to make the Yinzhu Sword. How can he directly remove the Lei Yinzhu sword?

However, we already have all the spiritual materials for refining Lei Yinzhu and Qinglong Naohai Sword, so we have to spend some time on refining the sword.

 Otherwise, in a few years, even if Lei Yinzhu on the Heavenly Thunder Wall becomes a big one, it will be useless if his sword refining skills cannot keep up.

 Let Fang Xiran pick out the twenty sacred sound bamboos that were the worst and had no chance to mutate and advance, and then went back to try to refine the sword.

He called Bai Ziying and Bai Ziyu over again. They have more favorable cultivation conditions than the true disciples of Qingfeng Sect. My sister has finally reached the perfection of Qi refining and has reached the last step before building the foundation.

“My magic power is quite strong, go and polish your body for two years, and come find me for the Foundation Establishment Pill.”

 “Thank you, brother.”

Bai Ziying seems to have become much quieter in the past few years, and her temper is no longer as out-of-the-box as before.

“Ziyu, how have you been practicing recently?”

“Brother Hui, although there is no breakthrough in cultivation, I have cultivated a Sacred Sound Bamboo. In addition, by playing with several spiritual plants in the cave, I have reached the level of a first-level high-grade spiritual planter.”

Bai Zizhen is still at the seventh level of Qi Refining, but his whole person is very different, calm and peaceful, with a restrained temperament.

“As long as you can calm down, you don’t need to pay too much attention to the so-called limit of vitality and blood... I am too old, I have my own solution.”

Bai Zichen nodded with satisfaction. His younger brother was neither arrogant nor impetuous. He had a vibrant aura of vegetation and had already embarked on the right path of spiritual planting.

Even though I am lagging behind now, it is hard to say who will go further in the future.

 For ordinary disciples, waiting until this age to achieve enlightenment is already too late. They have missed the best development point and can only regret it for the rest of their lives.

But who told Bai Ziyu to have a good cousin? As long as he can earn something and become enlightened, it is never too late.

 After the age of fifty, the decline of Qi and blood leads to a decrease in the success rate of foundation building. There are several ways to solve the problem at the real level of elixir formation.

 The simplest way is to take a Jinyu Bixin Pill.

When the upper limit of a person's lifespan becomes one hundred and twenty years, the optimal age for foundation building will naturally increase to sixty years old.

Back in the courtyard, Bai Zichen saw a copy of Yuanci Gangsha sent from the General Affairs Hall and couldn't laugh or cry.

 When he first formed the elixir, he set up a mission and asked the disciples of the sect to search for all kinds of evil spirits for him.

 The matter was quickly forgotten, but how dare the General Affairs Office forget the request made by Patriarch Jiedan.

The third-level flying sword is hard to find, and the third-level sword-making secret is equally hard to find. Although the last kind of Yuanci Gangsha is rare, it is only a special second-level spiritual object.

This task has been on the top of the list every year, and finally this month an outer disciple turned it in and completed the task.

The elder of the General Affairs Hall, Ru Ruo Ruo, came to the door with the Yuanci Gangsha. Of course, he could not see Patriarch Bai, but only his eldest disciple Tong Huan.

Since he had nothing to do, Bai Zichen simply put the Yuanci Gangsha into the Qiqiao Xuanzhu, feeling the subtle changes from a top-quality spiritual weapon to a magic weapon, hoping it would help his weapon-refining skills.

As a ball of black magnetic light is refined into the orb, the seven-color luster flows, and a low-grade magic weapon is released.

“Seven different forms of defense methods, the refining method can be said to be extremely exquisite... Unfortunately, the materials are limited. Unless a third-level refined Gangsha can be found to replace it, the magic weapon can be upgraded to a higher level again.”

 Bai Zichen tasted the pros and cons of Qiqiao Xuanzhu and discovered another advantage.

Because it has been refined into the Seven Groups of Gangsha, the Qiqiao Xuanzhu can rely on the power of the Gangsha at certain times, and those with a cultivation level above the middle stage of Foundation Establishment can barely activate it.

 It can be activated approximately once a year and lasts for about thirty breaths.

“You have done a good job at Tianlei Cliff. I heard that you killed two foundation-building demon cultivators in the last sect war. It seems that you have made a lot of progress.”

Bai Zichen called Tong Huan in, stretched out his hand to erase his own mark on the Qiqiao Xuanzhu, and flew out far away.

“You go to Wanxian Stream to bring back your second junior brother. His cultivation is still inseparable from the Heavenly Thunder Wall... This magic weapon gives you self-defense, and I have attached the method of sacrificial refining to it.”

 “Thank you, Master, for giving me this treasure.”

Tong Huan received the Qiqiao Xuanzhu and was overjoyed, especially after seeing that it could be used in the middle stage of foundation building.

While this treasure is activated, it is impossible to hurt him with foundation building methods.

 (End of this chapter)