Yu Xian

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

The six of them thought this at the same time and turned their heads to look at the ladder to the sky again.

They must have gotten a greater opportunity, so they delayed their time!

They will come out!

Yu Xian ignored the gazes of these six people.

He is indeed practicing hard!

There is a huge gap between high-grade wood spirit roots and low-grade wood spirit roots.

At this moment, the wood spirit roots in his body were crystal clear and full of green light.

Every time it absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then condenses it out, the spiritual liquid sent to the Dantian Qi Sea is three times as rich as the previous low-grade wood spiritual roots!

This is the difference in qualifications!

With the same spiritual root, if you are of inferior quality and others are of superior quality, then with the same practice, others will always be three times as powerful as you!

What are you fighting for?

Not to mention those spiritual roots that are top-notch, perfect, or even above.

Therefore, the gap between geniuses and ordinary people cannot be bridged by hard work.

You can only rely on risking your life, fight!

And if all the mechanisms are exhausted, take it!

In the Dantian Qi Sea, due to the significant improvement in spiritual root qualifications, the entire Qi Sea has been greatly enhanced.

The two-foot sea of ​​qi expanded to two to five feet in three days at a speed visible to the naked eye before stopping.

In the deep blue pool, the spiritual energy is thick. After returning to reality from the false cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building, Yu Xian is still in the middle stage of condensing energy.

But his mentality remained the same, even happier.

Because in the illusion, Yu Xian cannot guarantee that everything he does will be effective.

It is very possible that when he returns to reality, everything he does is a fantasy.

But now, his spiritual roots have advanced and his physical body is much stronger.

Except for the false mid-stage foundation building cultivation, everything else is still there!

How could he be unhappy?

Now, he only needs to continue to practice hard and strive to condense Qi like mercury as soon as possible and enter the later stage of Qi Condensation.

The Wanshou Mu Chun Gong keeps running, and the billowing wood energy is transformed, falling into the sea of ​​air drop by drop.

Gather the sand to form a tower, gather the armpits to form fur.

Before I knew it, another seven days had passed.

After these seven days, the elders of the six sects finally despaired.

It can't be that long...

There is only one possibility.

That is, of this group of forty-eight immortal disciples, only one survived!

The six people turned to look at Yu Xian again.

This kid practiced very hard. After ten days, he stopped taking the Bigu Pill and Spiritual Water Pill. He spent the rest of the time practicing hard.

Unfortunately, poor qualifications mean poor qualifications, and there is no solution!

Forty-eight people... just survived like this!

The secret realm of Shengxian is becoming more and more unreliable!

"That's all."

The Great Elder of the Puppet Spirit Sect, Pang Xiaoshi, said with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "It seems that they are all trapped inside! The number of people in this Immortal Ascension Conference is unusually sparse. I expected that there must be something different, but I didn't expect that six of us would be surprised." Almost all the disciples of the great sect were wiped out!"

The red peony root of Yaowang Valley pursed her lips, and a hint of sadness appeared on her beautiful face.

It's a pity for those few disciples with excellent qualifications.

Especially his beloved disciple Liancao. She has an excellent understanding of alchemy. Her high-grade water spirit root was already very good. Why did he have to bring her to ascend to immortality? But now she has fallen into it...

Several other elders also looked somewhat regretful, depressed, and helpless.

Even Song Xingtian had a sigh on his face.

Four highly qualified disciples, including his disciple Liu Qinghe, disappeared into the secret realm of Ascension.

Only a waste came out...

He might as well not come out!

"Let's go! If the number of people in the Immortal Ascension Conference is still small in twenty years, then I, the Puppet Spirit Sect, will not participate. I suspect there is some big terror inside and will start cannibalism."

Pang Xiaoshi shook his head, raised his hand, and the puppet dragon roared out. He jumped into the air and stepped on the dragon's head to quickly go away.

"Fellow Daoist Pang is right. More than two thousand years have passed since the discovery of the Shengxian Secret Realm, and the loss rate is getting higher every time. As the saying goes, the moon is full and the loss is, this Shengxian Secret Realm must have reached its limit. If we continue To send the disciples away is to send them to death.”

Yi Linfeng of Xuantian Sect also nodded and sighed: "Let's go!"

As he spoke, he took a step into the air, stepped on the clouds, and quickly went away.

"Let's go!"

The elders of several other sects stopped talking, cast spells, took to the air, wielded swords, and disappeared into the horizon.

In an instant, Song Xingtian and Yu Xian were left on the island.

In this Immortal Ascension Conference, only one disciple of the Baiyun Sect survived. Compared with other sects, it was considered a "great victory".

But Song Xingtian was not happy.

He glanced at Yu Xian indifferently and said, "Lucky man, he's gone."

Yu Xian quickly opened his eyes, stood up, quickly came to Song Xingtian's side, and stood respectfully.

"It's really unfair. God is jealous of talented people."

Looking at Yu Xian, Song Xingtian wished Liu Qinghe could take his place!

With a sigh, Song Xingtian raised his hand and waved, and the huge yellow-skinned gourd appeared in front of the two of them.

Yu Xian turned a deaf ear to Song Xingtian's words, and there was nothing unusual about them.

He just followed Song Xingtian respectfully onto the yellow-skinned gourd.

Seeing his appearance, Song Xingtian felt even more annoyed for no reason.

What a loser... He doesn't even have a temper!

Shaking his head, Song Xingtian stomped his feet slightly, the gourd rose into the air, and went back.

Shengxian Island has completely lost its popularity, leaving only the low roars of various beasts and the chirping of birds.

But only about an hour later, the entire Shengxian Island suddenly became quiet.

All the animals and birds felt a terrible aura!

Under this breath, all these beasts and birds were frightened and fell to the ground, shrinking their heads.

Then, it exploded into countless bloody water!

I saw this blood and water, twisting and flowing as if alive.

An unknown amount of blood began to gather towards the high mountain in the center!

…

There were no twists and turns all the way back to Baiyun Sect.

Although Song Xingtian felt unhappy, he would not take action against Yu Xian.

After spending a day, they came back.

After casually leaving Yu Xian behind at the outer gate, Song Xingtian returned to the inner gate's peak with an expressionless face.

Yu Xian, on the other hand, let out a breath and stood in the outer square with a smile.

He turned around and strode towards the alchemy workshop with ease and joy.

The alchemy workshop was still lively, and judging from Yu Xian's memory, there were many new and young faces.

Obviously, three months ago, the outer sect of Baiyun Sect accepted disciples, and a group of people were accepted and scattered in various workshops, leaving many in the alchemy workshop.

"Hello, Senior Brother Yu!"

"Junior Brother Yu, I haven't seen you for three months. You must be in seclusion, right?"

"Senior Brother Yu, I can't practice the spirit-nourishing pill well. Why don't you teach me."

"Hey, isn't this Junior Brother Yu? I haven't seen you for three months, but you learned a more powerful alchemy method from the master?"

Yu Xian walked into the alchemy workshop and greeted him with the disciples of the alchemy workshop, both men and women, whom he knew.

Yu Xian smiled and responded one by one, but his speed did not slow down, and he quickly went to the inner hall.

After spending four months in the alchemy workshop, he naturally not only learned alchemy, but also got to know everyone in the alchemy workshop during this period.

Moreover, he was Xiao Wusheng's personal disciple, and he was deliberately let out by Xiao Wusheng.

He feels like the second-in-command of the alchemy workshop and is highly respected in the alchemy workshop.

Entering the back garden of the inner hall, Yu Xian's steps slowed down, but the smile on his face became even brighter.

I don’t know if the master is refining alchemy, but I can’t disturb him.

Yu Xian walked quickly but silently arrived in front of the courtyard. The door of the courtyard was wide open, and Xiao Wusheng was not refining elixirs in the center.

Yu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, ran into the courtyard with a smile, and shouted loudly: "Master! Master, I'm back!"

"Huh? Disciple?"

Sure enough, following Yu Xian's shout, a word of surprise suddenly came from the house, and a figure flashed into the courtyard.

"Disciple pays homage to master!"

After not seeing each other for three months, Xiao Wusheng has not changed much.

On the contrary, Yu Xian has grown a little taller, more mature and stable.

Running in front of Xiao Wusheng in three steps and two steps at a time, Yu Xian lifted her robe and knelt down, kowtowed heavily several times, looked up at Xiao Wusheng with a smile on her face: "I'm back, master!"

"good good good good!"

Looking at Yu Xian, the wrinkles at the corners of Xiao Wusheng's eyes wrinkled with joy.

He quickly stretched out his hand to help Yu Xian up, looked at it carefully, and said happily: "It's good to be back! You don't know that in previous years at the Immortal Ascension Conference, those disciples came back in a month and a half at most, but you have been away for three months and a half. For twelve days, I almost thought... Hey! What nonsense are you talking about... Hahaha, just come back!"

Yu Xian looked at Xiao Wusheng and said, "It does take a long time to ascend to immortality this time. The apprentice has made the master worried."

"You kid, take a walk and go into the house."

Xiao Wusheng smiled and rubbed Yu Xian's head, then pulled Yu Xian into the house. After sitting down, he asked quietly and slightly excitedly: "Disciple, have you become an immortal?"

The Ascension Conference was too mysterious. Xiao Wusheng had never been to it. He was not even qualified to activate the Ascension Order.

He just learned from his vast network that ascending to immortality would improve one's bones.

Therefore, he tried every means to let Yu Xian ascend to immortality.

Yu Xian poured a cup of tea for Xiao Wusheng, handed it over, nodded with a smile and said, "Yes! It's done! My disciple's low-grade wood spirit root has been upgraded to a high-grade wood spirit root!"

Snapped!

The tea cup in Xiao Wusheng's hand fell and broke.

His eyes shone with surprise and he stood up suddenly: "Really!?"

Yu Xian nodded and smiled: "I don't dare to lie to Master, really!"

"Ouch! Okay! Okay!!"

Xiao Wusheng stretched out his fists and hammered his hands, his face full of excitement, as if he had ascended to immortality.

With the high-grade wood spirit root, as long as Yu Xian practices diligently, coupled with his alchemy skills, it is not difficult to build a foundation even if he uses elixirs to pile it up!

Moreover, because he has high-grade wood spirit roots, Yu Xian’s chances of entering the golden elixir in the future will be greatly increased!

Seeing Xiao Wusheng's ecstatic expression, Yu Xian also laughed.

All the killing, ferocity, and indifference simply don't exist at this moment.

He is just a big boy who shows off his achievements in front of his elders, who are proud of him and he is delighted!

"That's right, master."

Xiao Wusheng was extremely happy and walked around the room, sketching Yu Xian's future blueprint in his mind.

After Yu Xian laughed for a while, he suddenly remembered something, reached out and took out the Ten Thousand Pills Curse and said, "Look at this."

"Um?"

Xiao Wusheng turned to look at Yu Xian: "What is it?"

Seeing the booklet in Yu Xian's hand, Xiao Wusheng looked puzzled and reached out to take it. Just looking at the name of the book, his expression suddenly froze!

"This this……"

He quickly turned to the first page, and then he was completely stunned on the spot!

“Could this be the legendary secret book of Medicine King Valley? Only the inner sect disciples and alchemy geniuses can read it, the Ten Thousand Pills Curse!?”