Chapter 256 Fourth-level mid-grade (please subscribe)


    Xiaoyuan Mountain, ore vein.


    Mu Wandao gave up his cave and gave Mu Wanlong the cultivation.


    At this time, Mu Wanlong was silently practicing the exercises, with an abnormal blush on his face.


    After a long time.


    His expression changed and he spewed out a mouthful of blood.


    Among the essence and blood, there seems to be a fine white needle.


    "Deadly needle...deadly scholar..."


    Mu Wanlong looked sharp: "I originally thought this person was just an ordinary casual cultivator, but I didn''t expect that there were some tricks... One day..."


    As the head of the Jiedan family, the manpower and resources he can mobilize is beyond imagination for the casual cultivator.


    Although it is not the time now, after suffering such a big loss, he will definitely take revenge in the future!


    Just then.


    Mu Wanlong''s expression changed, and four dark palms suddenly appeared under the cushion and grabbed them with a bang.


    Zheng!


    In Mu Wanlong''s body, the magic weapon roared and automatically protected the master, emitting a fiery red body protection light.


    This precious light was burning on the dark palms with flames, leaving no injuries.


    Then, a black monster with four arms appeared. He was wearing a mask, and the word "earth" was engraved on it.


    “Third-level middle-level physical cultivation?”


    "No, it''s corpse refining!"


    Mu Wanlong let out a long roar, wanting to remind the children of the Mu family outside.


    But his voice could not penetrate the cave at all.


    It seems that this place has been banned by a first-level formation!


    A white-haired scholar emerged and smiled at him, and a powerful magic power surged.


    "The Deadly Scholar... Are you actually the Nascent Soul? No, you are the Fengren!"


    Mu Wanlong''s eyes were so angry that he could only send a message to the dantian Qihai was pierced by the Great Free Xuanjin Sword Qi, and he fell to the ground with a weak look.


    Fang Xing pinched his hands with his hands, and the green Nine Infant Bead flew out, revealing the Nine Infant Void.


    A head that looked like a dragon and a snake sag slightly, devouring Mu Wanlong''s essence and blood.


    Immediately, he began to use the soul search technique in his dream and began to search Mu Wanlong''s soul.


    Not only that, Fang Xing pointed casually after searching the soul, and a sword light fell, and immediately stabbed into Mu Wanlong''s sea of ??consciousness, causing the old man to let out a scream that was not like a human.


    "It would have been very painful to split your soul... If I hadn''t performed surgery on you with my powerful Nascent Soul consciousness, maybe your soul would have collapsed..."


    "Of course, it''s not much better now..."


    "I searched my soul and got the formula for sacrificing the kosher. It''s not bad..."


    Watching a red ball of light emerge from Mu Wanlong''s nose and being swallowed by Jiuying''s empty eyes, Fang Xing nodded.


    Losing such a large piece of soul and a lot of blood, Mu Wanlong is just a vegetable even though he is alive and can only survive.


    "Take this person away. The biggest task of the five of you now is to guard this person!"


    Fang Xing gave an order to the Five Heirs.


    The earth demon immediately grabbed Mu Wanlong and used the technique of escaping the ground, but disappeared.


    He stretched his waist and refined the Nine Infant Beads into his body. In a flash, he turned into Mu Wanlong''s appearance.


    "I''m a little old, forget it..."


    Fang Xing touched his face, and suddenly made a gesture, used the breath-catching technique to reduce the fluctuation of mana to the early stage of the elixir.


    Then, he withdrew the originally arranged formation and let out a long roar.


    “Head of the family!”


    Not long after, Mu Wandao broke in and saw Fang Xing who was "severely injured in vitality", and was shocked: "Your realm..."


    "Damn the Deadly Scholar, I underestimate him too much... Although the Deadly Skeleton was forced out by me, it also damaged my vitality and my realm fell..."


    Fang Xing imitated Mu Wanlong''s tone, looking discouraged.


    "Ah...what should I do?"


    Mu Wandao was shocked.


    "Block the news first... I have repelled this wave of tests. There should be no big problem with the Xiaoyuan Mountain ore vein. I will first heal the wounds from Hui people..."


    Fang Xing waved his hand and looked depressed: "Also... remember to keep the confidential news."


    "yes!"


    Mu Wandao''s eyes were almost filled with tears, watching Fang Xing leave.


    …


    Baihua Mountain.


    "The Great Formation of Thousand Flowers and Thousand Illusions?"


    Fang Xing looked at the petals flying all over the sky, took out a token from Mu Wanlong''s storage bag, and gently waved it at the formation.


    The countless petals immediately separated, showing a passage.


    He flew to Baihua Mountain with a swagger and came to the Mu Family Ancestral Hall.


    After a glance, there were three monks of the alchemy and seven false alchemy.


    Basically, except for the high-level monks in the Mu family, they are all here.


    ‘This Mu Family Ancestral Hall should also have the function of detecting blood...’


    ‘If the Nine Infant Pearl cannot hide it, then kill all these monks…’


    Fang Xing felt very relaxed and walked into the ancestral hall.


    “Brother Wanlong!”


    Mu Wanlu greeted him with a worried look on his face: "Does it matter?"


    "Cough cough... I was hit by the murder of the deadly scholar. The death needle was really powerful. In order to force out the poison, I was seriously injured..." Fang Xing waved his hand.


    "No wonder... the soul lamp before you was dimmed first, then dimmed again..." Mu Wanqing looked worried.


    In fact, he suspected that Mu Wanlong was almost exhausted.


    "I am seriously injured in my energy. I must go into seclusion immediately and refine the pill of healing wounds..."


    Fang Xing looked serious: "From today on, Mu Wanlu will temporarily take over the position of head of the family..."


    "Brother Wanlong, I am a little unfamiliar with my knowledge..." Mu Wanlu waved his hands repeatedly.


    "Oh... I can''t do it now. If I don''t go into seclusion, I may not even be able to maintain the true pill... You don''t have to worry too much."


    Fang Xing said seriously that now, in the Mu family, only these pill-making monks can make the decision.


    Mu Wanwu has the highest cultivation level and is good at wisdom. He is from the "Mu Wanlong" sect, so he naturally needs to support him.


    Although this person seems to be a bit unreliable, it’s all about Fang Xing?


    "that''s all."


    After he finished speaking, he did not give the Mu family a chance to object and went to the fourth-level cave with the most spiritual energy.


    In the ancestral hall, there was silence.


    After a while, Mu Wanqing smiled: "Brother Wanlu is really amazing... This time the head of the family is trying to hold you back."


    Even Mu Wanlong, who was at the peak of the middle stage of the pill, ended up in this way, and even the real pill was about to collapse. No wonder the soul lamp was so dim, just like a candle in the wind.


    If Mu Wanwu goes, the outcome will definitely be even worse.


    "Oh... I was also ordered in danger."


    Mu Wanlu said: "The most urgent task is to give up some peripheral interests and stick to the core interests... In addition, ask for help from those in-laws..."


    "Hmph, it''s said it''s an in-law, but it''s just a little more credible for the Wang family. It would be nice if the other families didn''t take the opportunity to take advantage of the situation..."


    Elder Jiedan, who had never spoken, said.


    "Yes, I think you can..."


    Mu Wanqing also spoke, making Mu Wanwu frown slightly, knowing that he was not Mu Wanlong after all, and had hundreds of years of prestige.


    At this time, if you want to manage your family, you can only compromise and discuss it.


    …


    Baihua Peak.


    In a valley.


    Unlike the colorful flowers in other places, this place is bare, even with a hot wave.


    Fang Xing flew into it and waved his hand to open a cave.


    Inside the cave, the rich spiritual energy was sucked into his body: "The fourth-level spiritual vein... is really good. I can''t even get involved in the Tianjian Sect..."


    After all, his identity in the Tianjian Sect is just a true foundation-building teaching, and it would be great if he could have a third-level spiritual vein.


    "This Mu Wanlong knows how to enjoy it."


    Fang Xing was very satisfied after walking around the cave, especially when he saw a spiritual hot spring.


    The water in this spiritual pool is full of rich spiritual energy, and long-term soaking of immortals is very beneficial to the body.


    Of course, in addition to enjoyment, there are all kinds of practice quiet rooms, animal railings, and spiritual medicine gardens.


    What made Fang Xing even more satisfied was that Mu Wanlong was a third-level alchemist. This cave house had an underground fire vein connected to the alchemy room!


    In the alchemy room, there is also a magic weapon-level refining cauldron. Although it is not as good as the "Wanhua Cauldron", it is also very good.


    "Well, if you get familiar with it, you can turn on the furnace to refine the ''Gingeria lucidum pill''."


    Fang Xing looked at the environment and expressed his satisfaction and was ready to study hard for a while.


    Even if you don’t have the Nascent Soul, you can’t leave the Seclusion.


    He is not the Mu Wanlong, he is devoted to the prosperity of his family.


    As long as Baihua Mountain is not lost and no one comes to the cave to disturb him, he is too lazy to care about the monks outside fighting for power and profit.


    It happened to be claimed that Mu Wanlong was seriously injured and died, and he wanted to be closed to death and healed his wounds!


    ‘Let’s find an opportunity to send the real Mu Wanlong to the cave and arrange a formation to imprison it, which is truly foolproof…’


    Fang Xing sighed with satisfaction and went to the spiritual hot spring first.


    If it weren''t for the image of a monk, he would have wanted to ask a few more beautiful maids to come in and massage them to soothe their muscles and bones...


    After taking the hot spring bath, Fang Xing sat upright in a loose green robe.


    The cushion in this quiet room is a kind of lilac color, which is woven with third-level spiritual herbs and blessed by the master of the "Prajna Sect". It is refined with the quasi-third-level magic weapon. It has the effect of meditation and concentration throughout the year, and it even has a certain effect on eliminating the inner demons.


    Even for the monk Jiedan, it is a bit extravagant.


    But the Mu family is at least the first family of righteousness and the former Yuanying Immortal Clan, so they naturally have confidence.


    "Not only that, the Mu family also has a special spiritual kitchen hall and a spirit test platform... Not only is the probability of the offspring being born with spiritual roots, but the detection is also more accurate than the ''spiritual test talisman''... These are all the foundation of cultivating immortals."


    "We small families can''t learn it, we can''t learn it..."


    Fang Xing shook his head, and a guqin appeared in his hand.


    This piano is painted red all over, with charred tail and seven strings. It is the Lingbao''s "charred tail zither"!


    This spiritual treasure had been resisting Fang Xing''s refining before, but at this time, "Mu Wanlong" touched it, but he did not feel any resistance.


    ‘Has the bloodline verification been passed? ’


    ‘Damn, the spirituality of this spiritual treasure is indeed a fool…’


    ‘Forget it, be stupid, it’s better to use spiritual treasures in the future, and you must be Mu Wanlong’s appearance…’


    Fang Xing''s eyes moved, and he pinched his hands, and a series of complex and mysterious runes were stamped into the inside of the Jiaoweiqin.


    This is the sacrificial and refining formula that was found from Mu Wanlong. The Mu family''s bloodline and the sacrificial and refining formula are the key to opening the Jiaoweiqin.


    Fang Xing could clearly feel that the resistance that had originally been heard from Jiao Weiqin disappeared without a trace, which made him refine this spiritual treasure more easily.


    "It turns out to be a fourth-level mid-grade spiritual treasure?! OK, okay..."


    (This chapter ends)