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"The blood is gone?!" Xue Zhi couldn't help exclaiming.

"So... this flower stalk can indeed absorb blood energy." Duan Huaijin curled up her fingers, looked at Qiao Ziyu and said, "Is this flower stalk the same as that Yuan Zhi? If not, can it replace that Yuan Zhi?"

"It's not the same." Qiao Ziyu smiled, "But..."

"What do you mean?" Duan Huaijin walked in and looked at Qiao Ziyu, "What's so special about this flower stalk?"

"No." Qiao Ziyu shook his head and said, "This flower stalk is just an earth-level primordial plant, and the vitality in this undead land is so strong that it is terrifying, so, the flower stalk will only grow to the sky level or even the holy level in this kind of vitality." class."

"That is to say, after the peduncle reaches the heavenly level or the holy level, it will be the kind of Yuanzhi in the land of the dead."

"Then how do we make it advance to the heavenly level or holy level?" Xue Zhi also pinched a flower stalk, pulled it into two pieces, sniffed it, and smiled: "It smells good~"

"Huijin should have a solution."

Watched by Qiao Ziyu's trusting eyes, Duan Huaijin straightened her back, "Wait a minute."

After that, he entered the fire room in the courtyard.

Three hours later, Duan Huaijin, who was slightly tired, came out.

Qiao Ziyu and the others looked at Duan Huaijin with gleams in their eyes.

The corners of Duan Huaijin's lips hooked slightly, and with a movement of his fingers, a medium-sized golden and white tripod flew out of thin air and landed in the center of the courtyard.

"What is this?" Qiao Ziyu walked over curiously.

Duan Huaijin smiled without saying a word, and used his soul power to explore the lake thousands of miles away, and took out the piece of heavenly spring marrow that grew at the bottom of the lake.

The sky-level spring marrow, which was nearly one foot high, was partially absorbed by the lake water and space, and now it is only more than three feet high.

However, the vitality in the spring marrow is stronger than before it was put into the lake.

Duan Huaijin randomly dug a piece of soil in the space and spread it on the bottom of the tripod.

Then put the spring marrow in.

In an instant, the whole spring marrow melted into a whitish mist, which crowded the entire cauldron to the brim, most of it melted into the soil, and the rest lingered in the cauldron leisurely.

"Ziyu give me the flower stalk."

"Okay." Qiao Ziyu suppressed her voice and clenched her teeth.

Duan Huaijin took over the three flower stalks and planted them in the tripod with his vitality.

The flower stalk sprouts rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a green spore emerges from the center of the petal with a tender tip.

"Xuan class!" Qiao Ziyu's voice was full of joy.

The tips of the spores no longer change, but the pedicels are rapidly growing longer and thicker, and the petals are spreading outwards. After a while, the petals that were originally frothy have turned into round petals the size of egg yolks, which are gently closed and unfolded one by one.

"It looks good." Xue Zhi poked his head and took a breath, "It's also very fragrant."

"Heavenly." Duan Huaijin looked at Qiao Ziyu, "Do you want to pick it up now?"

"Pick one first." Qiao Ziyu said hesitantly.

"En." Duan Huaijin moved his fingertips slightly, and a flower stalk flew out of the tripod.

"There are a lot more roots." Wen Jiandao, "The vitality is also very strong."

"Yeah." Qiao Ziyu hugged the flower stalk, "I'm going to the fire room now, you guys wait."

The rest of the people looked at each other in dismay after hearing this, and smiled slightly. The couple ran to the fire room as soon as they thought of something.

Qiao Ziyu walked into the fire room, and took out some holy cloud grass and other miscellaneous sky-level primordial plants from the ring.

Then, with a frown between his eyebrows, he threw the flower stalk into the alchemy furnace.

......

An hour later, the incense of the furnace had already dispersed slightly. Qiao Ziyu cut his finger, squeezed out blood and threw it into the furnace.

Suddenly a red light flashed in the furnace, followed by a burst of white light exploding from the bottom, swallowing the red light.

The aroma of the elixir in the furnace suddenly changed, Qiao Ziyu's eyes lit up, and he quickly flipped his palm over to take out the elixir!

Ten heaven-level top-quality pills lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

Qiao Ziyu got up happily, but before walking out the door, she stopped and picked up a pill and took it.

A warm current immediately swam into the dantian.

really!

A ray of soul power from her fingertips exuded a faint fragrance of flower stalks. Qiao Ziyu pressed the corners of her lips, opened the door and walked out.

"Ziyu." Duan Huaijin immediately greeted her.

"It's done." Qiao Ziyu put his finger under Duan Huaijin's nose and said with a smile, "Did Huaijin smell it?"

A very light and elegant scent of grass and trees radiated from the white fingertips. Duan Huaijin looked at Qiao Ziyu's smiling face with gentler eyes.

"I can smell it, why is it so obvious?"

"Because I deliberately condensed the vitality of the flower stalk a little."

Xue Zhi on the side pursed his lips, tilted his head to look at Duan Huaijin and the two who were acting intimately, and thought of something, his cheeks blushed quietly.

"Is there any more medicine?" Duan Huaijin couldn't help kissing Qiao Ziyu's fingertips.

Qiao Ziyu's ear tips were dyed a little pink, "Yes, but you can't take it."

"Huh?" Duan Huaijin's expression changed slightly.Ziyu didn't refine his elixir? !How can it be!

But looking at Qiao Ziyu's eyes, Duan Huaijin had to accept that this time...his Ziyu really didn't give him the alchemy first!

"Ziyu..." Duan Huaijin's tone revealed a slight grievance strangely.

"Huaijin, I want to go first..." Qiao Ziyu swallowed under Duan Huaijin's sudden dangerous eyes, and swallowed the word 'go out'.

"I... I'm going to practice for you now." Qiao Ziyu stopped struggling and simply pulled Duan Huaijin back into the fire room.

But when he arrived in the fire room, Qiao Ziyu suddenly remembered that the sky-level flower stalk had been used up.

"Here." Duan Huaijin stretched out his palm and took out eight flower stalks.

It was originally because he was worried that Qiao Ziyu would fail the first practice, so he gave birth to a few more sky-level flower stalks outside.

Qiao Ziyu took the flower stalk, the corners of her lips curled up in a gentle arc, and with a wave of her right hand, she threw the flower stalk into the alchemy furnace.

......

An hour later, Qiao Ziyu 'bleeded' Duan Huaijin himself.

Duan Huaijin looked at the pill furnace with slightly complicated eyes. .

In the past, Tzuyu would be worried if he scratched his skin, but now... he actually cut his finger with vitality without changing his expression...

Qiao Ziyu was so engrossed in staring at the pill furnace that she didn't notice Duan Huaijin's eyes at all.

Duan Huaijin: ...

The little wound that was deliberately torn open has healed again, and Ziyu hasn't come to care about me yet! ! !

Qiao Ziyu put the pill in the pill furnace into a small medicine bottle. He turned around and handed the medicine bottle to Duan Huaijin, "Huaijin, it's finished."

"Hmm..." Duan Huaijin took the medicine bottle, poured out a pill and took it.

"By the way... I just cut Huaijin's finger, does it still hurt?" Qiao Ziyu grabbed Duan Huaijin's hand.

There was not even a trace of wound on the slender and strong fingers, Duan Huaijin quickly swallowed back the word 'pain' that slipped to his lips.

"It doesn't hurt."

"That's good." Qiao Ziyu put down her hands, her face became slightly serious, "Let's go out now."

"Okay." Duan Huaijin also became serious.

The two immediately disappeared in place.

As soon as the mustard seeds flashed out, strong vitality rushed towards them, and before the two of them stood still, they saw more than a dozen Yuan-dimensional undead spirits flying towards this side.

Duan Huaijin's heart tightened, and the vitality shuttle in his palm secretly formed.

More than a dozen undead ghosts flew past "hoho...ho" without even giving Duan Huaijin a look.

It really did!

The surprise in Duan Huaijin's eyes flashed, and Qiao Ziyu looked at each other, and quickly flew forward without saying a word.

Passing by countless sky-level or even holy-level Yuanzhi or Yuanmu covered with Yuanguo along the way, Duan Huaijin moved his palm slightly, and secretly put some extremely rare Yuanzhi Yuanmu into the mustard seeds.

Qiao Ziyu was also not idle.

Suddenly discovering a holy white god tree, Qiao Ziyu's eyes were startled, and quickly took the only holy white god tree on that branch into his hand, and then put the white god tree into the mustard seed.

"Huaijin, I'll give you this Holy White God Fruit." Qiao Ziyu's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"White God Fruit?"

"Well, this is the holy level! You can advance to Yuan after taking it..."

Before Qiao Ziyu finished speaking, several outrageous attacks came suddenly!

Carefully dodged a few attacks, and when Duan Huaijin and the others raised their eyes again, they saw a few undead flying over.

"Ho... ho ho ho..."

After the undead flew over, they stopped attacking, and their dull eyes turned to look at Duan Huaijin and Qiao Ziyu.

After a while, the undead turned its head stiffly and flew away.

Duan Huaijin's heart fell back again, and Qiao Ziyu's face was full of guilt. He didn't expect that the undead in the land of the dead would attack according to their voices.

Seeing what Qiao Ziyu was thinking, Duan Huaijin smiled and pulled him over, and lightly stroked Qiao Ziyu's back with his palm, to comfort Qiao Ziyu not to think too much.

Who would have thought of such a thing, he felt that Ziyu had no need to blame himself.

The two stopped and walked, passing tens of thousands of high-level Yuan-dimensional undead, and hundreds of Yuan-leveled first- and second-level undead, some in groups of seven or eight, and some in groups of a dozen, in a hurry. Busily flew to the west.

Duan Huaijin and Qiao Ziyu discussed with the jade slips, and then flew westward.

Half an hour later, there were suddenly more dead spirits in their field of vision.

Walking through the crowded undead, Duan Huaijin's goosebumps quickly rose, but before he had time to feel emotion, a wave of pressure from the peak of the fourth-order Yuansheng swept over, and the surrounding undead suddenly quieted down.

A blue figure flew into the sky, and a clear but vague voice rang intermittently in the air.

"Ho...go...ho Patio Palace,"

"Hey... you guys... go to... Qinghe Palace,"

"Hey guys... go to... Bishang Palace..."

"..."

With the sound of the sound, waves of vitality waved across the group of undead.

The terrifying coercion pressed down from the sky, Duan Huaijin clenched his fists, and secretly changed his face. This dead spirit...couldn't it be organized and disciplined? !

Groups of undead began to fly away from here.

Unexpectedly, the undead who had been promoted from the Yuan Dynasty would use the vitality to fake the fluctuation of the vocal cords. After Qiao Ziyu was shocked, he finally understood why the other undead attacked him when he spoke.

Gently tugging on Duan Huaijin's sleeve, Qiao Ziyu signaled with his eyes - "We will follow."

Duan Huaijin glanced around, saw that the undead were almost gone, thought for a while and nodded.

The two followed the last batch of undead from the eighth level of Yuanwei to the second level of Yuansheng, and came to the Baizun Palace... the endless field under the mouth of the undead!

Watching the surrounding undead begin to use their vitality to spawn a vast and boundless land full of holy fruits...

Duan Huaijin: ...!

An hour later, the vitality of most of the undead began to dry up, and stopped one after another.

Duan Huaijin and Qiao Ziyu followed suit.

The Yuan fruit on the Yuan wood in front of most of the undead is still pitifully small, except... two Xun Yuangen undead who are at the peak of the second-order promotion... and Qiao Ziyu... ..

Because many necromancers are not Xunyuan roots, their vitality is not suitable for giving birth to Yuanguo, and many necromancers with Xunyuan roots have used them indiscriminately, so that... Qiao Ziyu's performance is particularly outstanding.

The overseer was a necromancer who was at the beginning of the fifth stage. It tilted its stiff neck slightly, and turned its dull eyes to Qiao Ziyu.

"Hey... you... come here."

A burst of vitality suddenly attacked, punching a hole in the ground in front of Qiao Ziyu.

Qiao Ziyu's complexion changed slightly. After a pause, he turned around and flew towards the necromancer in a proper manner.

Duan Huaijin put a ray of soul power on Qiao Ziyu.

"You...follow..."

The necromancer overseer dropped a word, then turned and flew north.

Qiao Ziyu froze, then jumped up and followed.

Seeing Qiao Ziyu's figure disappear from sight, Duan Huaijin's eyes darkened, and she disappeared in place in an instant.

The necromancer stopped in front of a magnificent golden hall, and half knelt down.

"Participate...Palace Master, ho ho, I have something important...to report."

"I found... a very... good at giving birth to Yuanguo... ho ho..."

"I don't know Palace Master...you..."

Suddenly there was a coercion in the hall!

The necromancer immediately twitched and knelt on the ground.

Qiao Ziyu stood behind the undead overseer, her knuckles turning white.

The undead in this temple... turned out to be the peak of the seventh rank of Yuansheng!

"Come in......"

A clear and thick voice came from the hall, but before Qiao Ziyu could react, he was arrested without saying a word.

He was thrown heavily on the ground in the inner hall, and his left wrist was bent. Qiao Ziyu's complexion turned pale, and he gritted his back teeth tightly. As if he didn't know the pain, he got up and looked forward.

A frighteningly thin man was sitting on top of the main hall, his purple clothes were already a bit worn out. He felt that Qiao Ziyu had raised his head, his dull and inconspicuous eyes bent unnaturally, and the corners of his mouth curled up with difficulty. rise.

"interesting......"

Qiao Ziyu didn't move and didn't dare to respond.

After a while, the man lowered his eyes, stretched out his fingers and rubbed his chin stiffly.

"The Immortal King...he will get married in a hundred days. Before the Immortal King gets married...you must give birth to at least ten...holy red fairy fruits."