Chapter 122 Fang Chen thought for a moment and gave the big cat the nickname Tiger Mountain Lord, while Xiao Qing was given the nickname Qingxuan.
The two little demons were very happy, their eyes filled with gratitude.
To Fang Chen, the strength of these three monsters was not something to be afraid of. A single purple lightning talisman could kill them, and Xu Ge could easily deal with them.
But for ordinary warriors, Shengfo's strength is at least equivalent to the peak of Qi Control, and his body has already condensed three variegated immortal veins.
Hushanjun will be slightly weaker, and like Qingxuan, he has condensed two immortal veins.
However, due to their special spiritual power, it is difficult for alchemy warriors to break through their defenses. As long as they are not against monks, their combat power is among the top in the Southland.
"This is the first five levels of the Purple Qi Jue. You have absorbed the spiritual power of ice springs, the essence of the sun and the moon, and the immortal veins you have condensed are fragmented and very mixed. In the future, you must practice hard, reshape the immortal veins, and lay a good foundation. This way Only then will you have the opportunity to reach a higher realm.
Sheng Buddha is an ape who became a spirit, so he became enlightened earlier than you and can speak human words. Hushanjun and Qingxuan are afraid that they will not be able to speak human words until they reach the fourth or even fifth level of Qi refining. You must work hard. Some. "
Fang Chen gave the three-headed spirit the training methods for the first five levels of the Purple Qi Jue.
When the three-headed spirit saw this, he immediately took it respectfully, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly because of the excitement in his heart.
The method of practice!
This is something they have been asking for for many years. Even in their dreams, they often dream of immortals teaching them the cultivation method. They never thought that today their dream would finally come true!
"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master."
Victorious Buddha kept kowtowing and burst into tears.
"There are thirty low-grade spiritual stones here, which are more effective than spiritual springs. They should be enough for you to practice for a period of time. Take them."
Fang Chen gave each of the three spirits ten low-grade spiritual stones.
With their cultivation level, a low-grade spiritual stone would be enough for a month or two.
"What a rich spiritual power! What a pure spiritual power!"
Spirits are naturally sensitive to spiritual power, not to mention those with cultivation. The three-headed spirits immediately sensed that these spiritual stones contained majestic spiritual power. They were treasures! Thinking that Fang Chen had given them the method of cultivation and now the treasure of cultivation, the three-headed spirit became more and more grateful and felt that it was his chance. He no longer had to sleep in the cold and had a backer! "correct."
Fang Chen's mind was immersed in the storage ring and he rummaged around.
The group of monks from the Tiannan Sect left behind some magic weapons, but the magic weapons are different from the talismans. They can only be activated with spiritual power, so naturally they cannot be equipped with Xu Ge and others.
He found three suitable magic weapons, which were a long sword with four soul seals, a bell with three soul seals, and a collar with three soul seals.
The sword was given to Shengfo, the bell was given to Hushanjun, and the collar was given to Qingxuan.
"These three magic weapons have the marks of their original owners on them. After you refine them, you can use them for your own use."
The three-headed monster seemed to be dreaming.
The method of cultivation.
Spirit Stone.
magic weapon.
They never dreamed of doing this, but today they got it at the same time! The mark of the original owner? They were suddenly slightly startled, realizing another meaning from this sentence, and Fang Chen's figure became more majestic in their eyes.
Their master must have killed many immortal masters to have so many magic weapons! An immortal master who can kill an immortal master must be the strongest among the strongest! Fang Chen took a look at the storage ring. He saw that there were still [-] low-grade spiritual stones left, as well as various talismans. The magic weapons included the Dragon Mace, the Green Wood Puppet, the Golden Bowl, and several magic weapons left behind by the Tiannan Sect monks.
Based on his cultivation at the fifth level of Qi refining, his current net worth is much higher than that of monks of the same level.
"I will order people to build a mansion near Lingquan in the next few days. While you are practicing, remember to help me keep an eye on the wild beasts and don't let them disturb the craftsmen. If there is anything you don't understand during your cultivation, please wait for me. The master will discuss it with you when he comes back."
Fang Chen warned and left.
The three-headed monsters respectfully sent each other off, and almost reached the foot of the mountain before reluctantly stopping to watch Fang Chen leave. After Fang Chen could not be seen, Shengfo sighed: "Second brother, third sister, the master did not care about us as monsters as the ancient books said. He passed on the cultivation methods, spiritual stones, and magic weapons. They are our reborn parents. We must not let the master down."
"Hiss, sssssssssssssssssssssss (Senior Brother, I'm going to swallow all those guys, lest they disturb Master's clan)"
"Ouch (right)"
Sheng Buddha shook his head: "No, just a warning is enough. We will stay nearby during this period. Although they have not opened their magical apertures, they may have an opportunity like us in the future. Don't ruin their path to immortality." .”
"Hiss, hiss (listen to Senior Brother)"
"Ouch (right)"
The three-headed spirits turned and left, but they did not go far. Instead, they lurked in different directions to prevent the wild beasts from disturbing the Fang family.
There was no talk all night, and the people who came to collect water in the early morning couldn't help but be a little surprised when they saw that nothing happened at the Fang family's side.
"Everyone, we have to rush to Xuandao Sect, so we have to say goodbye first."
Zhong Ying took her junior brothers and sisters to say goodbye to Fang Chen and others.
"Miss Zhong, I am very yearning for things in the Jianghu. This time I also want to go to Xuandao Sect to see the world. I wonder if you can take me and your servants with you."
Fang Chen cupped his fists and said.
Servant Yuan Zhuang stood aside with a strange expression.
Fang Zhixue originally wanted to join in the fun, but the spiritual spring here was too nourishing. She really wanted to condense her first immortal vein, so she finally decided to put away her stubbornness and prepare to practice meditation!
"Master Li, if you can't see, why don't you join in the fun? This incident involves hundreds of sects, large and small, in the Southland. When trouble breaks out, we won't be able to protect you."
A disciple of the Diancang Sword Sect said.
Zhong Ying also meant the same thing. She was about to politely refuse, but she saw Fang Chen pointing at Yuan Zhuang: "My servant is not weak in cultivation, and he is also an explosive warrior. He can protect everyone next week."
Yuan Zhuang understood, and his inner energy slowly circulated around him. Zhong Ying and others were a little surprised. They didn't expect that this unremarkable guy was actually an explosive martial artist.
This kind of cultivation can be regarded as the first-class level in the Southland. From the early stage of explosive energy to the peak of explosive energy, it is among the first-class. When it comes to controlling energy, it is called the top level.
The peak of Qi control is even more amazing!
"As expected of a rich family, the explosive warrior will also serve as your follower."
A disciple of Cangjian Sect said with a strange expression.
They all looked at Yuan Zhuang with a hint of contempt. The warriors in the South were different from those in the North. Very few of them were willing to surrender their status to ordinary people for a few taels of silver.
"In that case, Mr. Li, please come with us."
Zhong Ying thought for a while and finally nodded in agreement.
After all, they were treated very well last night, which was considered a return of favor.
(End of this chapter)