The expression of the Yue Family's Golden Core darkened: "You are the only one who talks a lot, and you are not a single spiritual root. Although you have successfully reached the middle stage of the Golden Core, you will realize that every time you advance to a small level, every time you break through a small level, you will be able to advance further."
What a difficult thing it is to have bottlenecks.”
"I don't believe it." The talkative person looked at An Qingli again. An Qingli has two spiritual roots, and the value of both spiritual roots is not high. He has surpassed several mutated spiritual roots. He has two spiritual roots at a young age.
To the middle stage of Golden Elixir.
However, with his eyesight, he could not tell that An Qingli's wood spirit root value was close to 95%.
"Master Qingli." The talkative man smiled and said to An Qingli, "To you, the bottleneck of the Golden Core Stage is trivial, right?"
An Qingli said calmly: "It's not a big deal. If you have a good master, you can also make elixirs and take them to assist your practice."
"Yes, Master Qingli, you are still an alchemist." Everyone's tone was full of envy. It is a well-known fact that alchemists are rich.
However, alchemists also choose people, preferably those with fire and wood spiritual roots. For example, monks with thunder spirit roots make alchemy. The thunder spirit energy is violent and unstable, and the furnace will explode in all likelihood.
A veteran golden elixir with white hair rubbed his hands and said expectantly: "Senior Sister Qingli, do you still have the elixir to assist cultivation? Junior brother, I only have three spiritual roots, and I am not as good as all the senior brothers and sisters.
, Junior Brother, I think..."
An Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly. Her master, Mu Sheng, stayed in the sect all day long, but suddenly advanced from the middle stage of Nascent Soul to becoming a god, which made many monks jealous.
Everyone knew that Mu Sheng must have taken an extremely precious and advanced elixir. As for the specific elixir, no one could guess.
However, there are such precious and unusual elixirs, which Nascent Soul monk who is stuck in a bottleneck would not want to take one or two pills.
It is no exaggeration to say that the elixir Mu Sheng took was more precious than the longevity elixir.
It just so happened that the elixir was refined by An Qingli, and An Qingli still had one here, keeping it ready to reach perfection in the late Golden elixir stage, or directly hit the Nascent Soul stage.
I will definitely not sell it, nor can I exchange it for other things.
"What are you thinking about? Come and talk to me."
An Qingli didn't even need to speak. An Qingjin glanced at An Qingli's expression with his peripheral vision and took the initiative to take over the conversation.
"Who are you?" The old junior brother asked in confusion.
"I am..." An Qingjin said happily, "I am the cousin of Master Qingli. It doesn't matter who he is. Anyway, if you want to ask Master Qingli for elixirs or medicine, you should just come to me."
An Qingli smiled and nodded: "Cousin Qingjin is right."
"Tsk, tsk, that's incredible."
Many Jindan elders sighed, and now An Qingjin's status has also risen with An Qingli.
A group of Jindan elders were actively discussing with An Qingjin in the shuttle.
An Qingli was sitting cross-legged, happy and peaceful.
However, An Qingjin was surrounded by a crowd of people and kept talking.
An Qingjin made it clear that the same elixir to assist cultivation has different effects on different monks. Some people can directly reach the Nascent Soul stage with one elixir, while others can only reach the late Golden elixir stage.
But the elixir was expensive and scarce, and he didn't even have it if he wanted it. If these people wanted it, they still had to get the corresponding spiritual plants themselves.
These Jindan monks discussed it and said that after the escort mission was completed, they would go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Jungle to try their luck together.
The Chuanyun Shuttle was bustling with excitement. The Jindan elders were chatting enthusiastically, and the thousand foundation-building disciples were even more excited. They were talking in groups, making the noise like the croaking of frogs.
The three Nascent Soul elders were in another restricted room, sighing and reminiscing about their youth.
At noon, Chuan Yun Shuttle arrived at Wuchao Secret Realm.
Many people have gathered in Wuchao Secret Realm.
These people come from large and small sects and families in the south, and because some small forces cherish their lives and dare not send their disciples into the secret realm to die, they sold their own places and earned a lot of spiritual stones.
Every time there is a secret place, some casual cultivators enter under false names. This is a common thing.
It arrived through the cloud shuttle, casting a shadow on the ground.
The originally bustling entrance to the secret realm suddenly became quiet, and everyone raised their heads to look at Yunzong's exclusive flying magic weapon that day.
The flying magic weapon is silver-white, shuttle-shaped, and has an auspicious cloud totem engraved on it.
Eighteen Jindan elders rode up to escape the light, and came out of the cloud shuttle first, with solemn expressions, and lined up in two rows of the cloud shuttle.
"You are worthy of being the Jindan Elder of Tianyun Sect!" Someone praised him from the bottom of his heart, "Be dignified and dignified, speak less and be careful in your actions."
The faces of the Jindan elders of Tianyun Sect did not change, they stood high in the sky, and their eyes did not squint.
The thousand foundation-building disciples also shut up, lined up in the cloud shuttle, and came out with their swords in order.
Many people looked at the foundation-building disciples of Tianyun Sect with envy.
But some people cherish their lives and deliberately stay away from these large sect disciples because of the existence of the Anti-Heaven Alliance.
The foundation-building disciples of Wanjian Sect have arrived. The flying magic weapon they are riding on is a giant flying sword. Because there are twice as many disciples this year as in previous years, some people did not stand firm and slipped from the edge of the flying magic weapon.
Fortunately, the disciples who slipped were still in the foundation-building stage and could handle their swords independently and could save themselves. Unlike the Qi-training disciples, they had to be rescued by the elders.
The two sects arrived, standing side by side, one on the left and one on the right, occupying the two frontmost positions at the entrance to the secret realm.
The dependent families and sects of the two sects gathered behind the disciples of the two sects.
Originally, according to the past, among the dependent forces of the Tianyun Sect, the An family was at the back of the long line, but this time in the Wuchao Secret Realm, the An family was closer to the front.
An Qingli and a group of Jindan elders descended like meteors and landed on the ground, silently taking their positions to protect the phalanx of their disciples.
Elder Huashen is high in the sky, pay attention to the movement below.
Elder Yuanying appeared on the cloud head, paying attention to the movement below, and at the same time transmitting messages to each other, greeting each other.
"This year's Wuchao Secret Realm has a lot more young masters and ladies." A Nascent Soul elder whose family background was unknown spoke out.
It's not that he is hostile to those young masters and ladies, but that some young masters and ladies look like they haven't gone through any hardships. They go on adventures in secret places, wear jade and hairpins, dress up beautifully, and think of themselves as Master Mu Sheng.
"That's true." An elder Yuan Ying also frowned, "Without the threat from the Tianyin Sect, these young masters and ladies, are they taking adventures in secret realms for fun?"
"I'm afraid I'm going to suffer a big loss." Some Yuanying elders were worried, "The secret realm of Wuchao lasted for a year, and they couldn't come out halfway. How can these wealthy people face life and death if they rarely touch it on weekdays."
"You are seeking death." A Yuanying elder made a judgment to another Yuanying elder.
"Who says it's not the case?" Another Nascent Soul elder couldn't help but sigh. These pampered people will not have long memories unless they suffer big losses.