Xiaoyuan Mountain, mineral vein. Mu Wandao gave up his cave to allow Mu Wanlong to cultivate. At this time, Mu Wanlong was silently operating the technique, with an abnormal blush on his face. After a long time. His expression changed and he spat out a mouthful of blood. There seems to be a thin needle with white light in the essence and blood. "Death-killing needle...death-killing scholar..." Mu Wanlong looked sharp: "I originally thought that this person was just an ordinary cultivator, but I didn't expect that he actually has some skills... one day..." As the head of the Jiedan Family, the manpower and resources he can mobilize are beyond the imagination of casual cultivators. Although now is not the right time, after suffering such a big loss, he will definitely come back with revenge in the future!
Just then. Mu Wanlong's expression changed, and four dark palms suddenly appeared under the futon, and he grabbed them with a bang. Zheng! Within Mu Wanlong's body, the natal magic weapon roared and automatically protected the master, emitting a fiery red body-protecting treasure light. This treasure light carried fierce flames, burning on the dark palm, but it didn't leave many injuries. Then, a dark strange man with four arms appeared. He was wearing a mask with the word "earth" engraved on it. "Third level mid-level physical cultivation?" "No, it's corpse refining!" Mu Wanlong roared loudly, wanting to alert the children of the Mu family who were outside. But his voice couldn't penetrate this cave at all. It seems as if this place has been banned by a layer of formation! A white-haired scholar appeared, smiled at him, and a majestic mana surged over him. "Death-killing scholar... you are actually the Nascent Soul? No, you are Feng Shangren!" Mu Wanlong's eyes were about to burst, but unfortunately he could only send a message, and the sea of Qi in his Dantian was pierced by the Da Zi Zi Xuan Jin Sword Qi, and he fell to the ground with malaise. Fang Xing made a secret with both hands, and the cyan Nine Infant Beads flew out, revealing the Nine Infants virtual appearance. A dragon-like snake-like head hung slightly, swallowing a large amount of Mu Wanlong's essence and blood. Immediately, he began to use the soul-searching technique in dreams again, and began to search for Mu Wanlong's soul. Not only that, after searching the soul, Fang Xing casually pointed his finger, and a sword light fell, immediately piercing Mu Wanlong's sea of consciousness, causing the old man to let out a scream that was not like a human being. "Forcibly splitting your soul is extremely painful... If I hadn't used my powerful Nascent Soul consciousness to perform the surgery on you, maybe your soul would have collapsed..."
"Of course, it's not much better now..." "After searching the soul, I got the formula for sacrificing the Jiaowei Qin. Not bad, not bad..." Fang Xing nodded as he watched a red light emerge from Mu Wanlong's nose and be swallowed by the Nine Infants. After losing such a large piece of soul and a large amount of blood essence, Mu Wanlong would only be a vegetative person even if he was alive, and could only survive. "Take this person away. The biggest task for the five of you now is to guard this person!" Fang Xing gave orders to the five mixed demons. The earth demon immediately grabbed Mu Wanlong, used the escape technique, and disappeared. He stretched out and refined the Nine Infant Pearls into his body, and suddenly, he transformed into Mu Wanlong. "The appearance is a bit old, forget it..." Fang Xing touched his face, and suddenly used a breath-condensing technique to reduce the mana fluctuations to the early stage of pill formation. Then, he withdrew the originally arranged formation and let out a long roar. "Master!" Not long after, Mu Wandao broke in and was shocked when he saw Fang Xing whose vitality was seriously injured: "Your realm..." "Damn the life-threatening scholar, I underestimated him too much... Although I forced the life-threatening needle out, it also greatly damaged my vitality and my realm dropped..." Fang Xing imitated Mu Wanlong's tone, with a frustrated look on his face. "Ah... what should I do?" Mu Wandao was shocked. "Seal the news first... I have repelled this wave of temptations. There should be no big problem with the Xiaoyuan Mountain mine. I will go back to my clan to heal my wounds first..." Fang Xing waved his hands with a dejected look on his face: "Also... remember to keep the information confidential." "yes!" Mu Wandao watched Fang Xing leave with almost tears in his eyes. … Baihua Mountain. "Thousands of Flowers and Thousands of Illusions Formation?" Fang Xing looked at the petals flying in the sky, took out a token from Mu Wanlong's storage bag, and waved it gently towards the formation. Countless petals immediately separated, revealing a passage. He flew to Baihua Mountain in a big way and came to the Mu family ancestral hall. After a quick glance, there were three pill-forming monks and seven fake pill-forming monks.
Basically, everyone in the Mu family is here except for the high-level monks who are in retreat. 'This Mu family ancestral hall should also have the function of detecting bloodline...' 'If Jiuyingzhu can't hide it, then kill all these monks...' Fang Xing felt very relaxed and walked into the ancestral hall. "Brother Wanlong!" Mu Wanru came up to greet him with a concerned look on his face: "Is it okay?" "Ahem... I fell into the plot of the fatal scholar. The fatal needle is really powerful. I was severely injured in order to force out the remaining poison..." Fang Xing waved his hand. "No wonder...Master, your previous soul lamp dimmed first, and then dimmed again..." Mu Wanqing looked frightened. In fact, he suspected that Mu Wanlong was almost exhausted. "I'm seriously injured. I need to retreat immediately to refine the healing elixir..." Fang Xing looked serious: "From today on, Mu Wanlu will temporarily take over as the head of the family..." "Brother Wanlong, I have little talent and little knowledge..." Mu Wanru waved his hands repeatedly. "Sigh... I am no longer able to survive now. If I don't go into seclusion, I might not even be able to maintain the true elixir... You don't have to worry too much." Fang Xing said solemnly, among the Mu family now, the only ones who can make the decisions are these pill-forming monks. Mu Wanlu has the highest level of cultivation, is fairly resourceful, and is from the ‘Mu Wanlong’ faction, so he naturally wants to support him. Although this person seems a bit unreliable, does it have anything to do with Fang Xing? "that's all." After he finished speaking, he didn't give the Mu family a chance to object, and headed to the fourth-level cave where the spiritual energy was the most abundant. There was sudden silence in the ancestral hall. After a moment, Mu Wanqing smiled: "Brother Wanlu is really awesome... This time, the head of the family has taken the blame for you." Mu Wanlong, who was at the peak of the middle stage of the Linking Pill, ended up like this, and even the true pill collapsed. No wonder the soul lamp was so dim, like a candle in the wind. If Mu Wanru goes, the end will definitely be worse. "Alas... I also took orders in times of danger." Mu Wanru said: "The top priority is to give up some peripheral interests and stick to the core interests... In addition, ask for help from those in-laws..." "Hmph, they are said to be in-laws, but only the Wang family is a little more trustworthy. It would be great if the other families don't take the opportunity to add insult to injury..." Elder Jiedan said, who had never spoken. "Yes, I think we can first..."
Mu Wanqing also spoke, causing Mu Wanlu to frown slightly, knowing that he was not Mu Wanlong after all, with hundreds of years of prestige. If you want to manage the family at this time, you can only compromise and negotiate. … Baihua Peak. In a valley. Different from the colorful scenery in other places, this place is bare and even scorching. Fang Xing flew into it and waved his hand to open a cave. In the cave, wisps of rich spiritual energy were absorbed into his body: "The fourth-level spiritual vein... is really good. I can't even get along with it in the Tianjian Sect..." After all, his status in the Tianjian Sect is only a foundation-building true inheritance, and it would be good to have a third-level spiritual vein. "This Mu Wanlong really knows how to enjoy himself." Fang Xing was very satisfied after walking around the cave, especially when he saw the Lingchi Hot Spring. The water in this spiritual pool is full of spiritual energy, and long-term soaking in it is very beneficial to the body of immortal cultivators. Of course, in addition to enjoyment, various practice quiet rooms, animal pens, and elixir gardens are all available. What makes Fang Xing even more satisfied is that Mu Wanlong is a third-level alchemist. This cave has its own underground fire vein, connected to the alchemy room! In the alchemy room, there is also a magic weapon level alchemy cauldron. Although it is not as good as the 'Ten Thousand Transformations Cauldron', it is still very good. "Well, after getting a little familiar with it, you can start refining the 'Ganoderma Pill'." Fang Xing looked at the environment and expressed that he was very satisfied and prepared to practice quietly for a while. Even if you don’t reach Nascent Soul, you don’t have to leave seclusion. He is not the Mu Wanlong who only focuses on the prosperity of his family. As long as Baihua Mountain is not lost and no one comes to disturb him in the cave, he doesn't bother to care about the monks outside fighting for power. It was announced to the outside world that Mu Wanlong was seriously injured and dying, and that he needed to retreat to heal his wounds! 'When we find an opportunity later, let the five mixed demons send the real Mu Wanlong to the cave, arrange a formation and imprison him, then it will be truly foolproof...' Fang Xing let out a long sigh of contentment and went to soak in the spiritual energy hot spring first. If the head of the Mu family hadn't been an ascetic monk, he would have wanted to ask a few more beautiful maids to come in for a massage to soothe his muscles... After soaking in the hot spring, Fang Xing, wearing a loose green robe, sat in the quiet room. The futon in this quiet room shows a kind of lavender color. It is woven with third-level spiritual grass. It is also blessed by the master of Prajna Sect and is a quasi-third-level magic weapon. Meditation all year round has the effect of calming the mind and concentration. It has a certain effect and even has a certain effect on dispelling inner demons. Even for a Dan-forming monk, it is a bit of a luxury. But after all, the Mu family is the first righteous family and the former Nascent Soul Immortal Clan, so they naturally have confidence.
"Not only that, the Mu family also has a special spiritual dining hall and a spiritual measuring platform... Not only is the probability of the offspring having spiritual roots higher, but the detection is also more accurate than the 'spiritual measuring talisman'... This is all the foundation of cultivating immortals." "We, a small family, really can't learn, we can't learn..." Fang Xing shook his head, and a guqin appeared in his hand. This qin is painted red all over, with a burnt black tail and seven strings. It is the Lingbao ‘Jiaowei Qin’! This spiritual treasure had always resisted Fang Xing's refining before, but now when 'Mu Wanlong' touched it, he felt no resistance at all. ‘Did the bloodline verification pass? ’ 'Damn, this Lingbao's spirituality is really a fool...' 'Forget it, it's better to be stupid, but in the future, if you use the spirit treasure, you have to look like Mu Wanlong...' Fang Xing's eyes moved, he made a hand seal, and complex and mysterious runes were driven into the Jiaowei Qin. This is the sacrificial formula obtained from Mu Wanlong's soul. The Mu family bloodline plus the sacrificial formula is the key to unlocking the Jiaowei Qin. Fang Xing could clearly feel that the resistance that originally came from the Jiaowei Qin disappeared, making it easier for him to refine this spiritual treasure. "It's actually a fourth-level mid-grade spiritual treasure?! Okay, okay..."