Ximen Changqing grabbed the magic weapon bell, put away the three sword and shield guards, and used the same trick to escape underground, escaping the pursuit of many foundation-building monks.
This way of grabbing treasures is so interesting. As long as you take a certain amount of damage each time, you have a high chance of getting the treasure.
After entering the space, Ximen Changqing naturally healed his injuries first, and then began to study the magic bell.
"Jingle Bell……"
After a simple ritual, Ximen Changqing turned his true energy far away and tried to shake the bell. Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.
"Woo, master, what are you doing?"
Xiao Jin on the side was rolling on the ground in pain, and the other little guys were doing the same. The Ice Jade Bee flying in the air fell to the ground.
But Ximen Changqing himself felt nothing at all.
"It seems that it is a sonic attack or a large-scale sonic attack. After the sacrifice, I will be the master of the bell, so I will naturally not be affected by the sound waves."
Feeling the terror of the sonic attack, Ximen Changqing smiled with satisfaction.
This wave is a good treasure, and each wave of the Puppet Emperor Tower can spew out more than a dozen treasures. It can be imagined that this Puppet Emperor Tower is a huge treasure house.
After continuing to change his identity, Ximen Changqing went to the Puppet Emperor Tower again to seize the treasure.
The eighteenth time he failed to seize the treasure, and the nineteenth time he failed again. It was not because he was not capable, but because the treasure was not nearby. It was too far away, and others snatched it away when he rushed over.
The more than ten treasures that erupted in each wave were all of good quality. However, there were too many monks, and most of the monks did not grab a single treasure.
"Hula la...hu la la..."
The twentieth wave of eruptions came soon, but there was something wrong with the sound of this eruption, it was much louder.
Sure enough, there must be a demon when something goes wrong. A hundred rays of spiritual light shot out. This eruption contained a hundred treasures.
"Rob……"
All the foundation-building monks went crazy, frantically grabbing treasures. It seemed that compared with these treasures, their own lives were no longer important.
The same is naturally true for Ximen Changqing. He directly sacrificed the third-level tiger puppet beast to protect himself.
As for whether he would be discovered by the Spirit Sword Sect Foundation Establishment, he didn't care. Anyway, the identities were all fake. After escaping, he could just continue to change his identity.
"escape."
With the help of the third-level tiger puppet beast, Ximen Changqing once again grabbed a treasure, which was a small golden hammer. Its appearance and texture were almost exactly the same as the Sky-breaking Hammer.
However, the Sky-Breaking Hammer is a treasure, and this identical imitation is just a low-grade magic weapon.
"How can a low-grade magic weapon be made exactly like the Sky-Breaking Hammer? It's so strange."
Although he was full of doubts, the low-grade magic weapon was also a rare treasure for him.
When Ximen Changqing went to the Puppet Emperor Tower again, this tall tower never spit out treasures. It seemed that all the treasures inside had been spit out.
Some of the foundation-building monks who were impatient with waiting chose to leave the area around the Puppet Emperor Tower and search for treasures elsewhere, but most of the foundation-building monks were still waiting patiently.
They were eager for the Puppet Emperor Tower to erupt another wave of treasures, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
Therefore, every once in a while, a group of foundations left the Puppet Emperor Tower, leaving fewer and fewer foundations around the Puppet Emperor Tower.
"Why does the golden hammer keep vibrating? Is it echoing something? But there is nothing else around except the Puppet Emperor Tower!"
The golden hammer that I grabbed at the end was not placed in the Jiutian Space, but was placed in the storage bag.
And Ximen Changqing could feel that the small hammer was shaking, and the amplitude was slowly increasing.
Soon, the number of Zhuji who stayed in the Puppet Emperor Tower was less than a hundred. Most of the Zhuji who lost their patience went to hunt for treasures elsewhere.
"Changqing, it seems that there are no treasures in the Puppet Emperor Tower. Let's go hunting for treasures elsewhere!"
At this moment, four people from Ximen Zangjian came over and spoke.
"Ancestor, there should be treasures here. Don't worry, just wait."
Ximen Changqing carefully transmitted the message. He believed that the golden hammer would not shake for no reason, and there must be treasures here.
When there were still thirty foundation builders nearby, there was movement in the Puppet Emperor Tower.
"Boom boom boom..."
With a huge roar, the Puppet Emperor Tower sank into the ground, and at the same time, an entrance with a white halo appeared on the ground.
"Ancestor, grandpa, let's go in."
Ximen Changqing rushed into the cave entrance first and saw five white entrances side by side, which seemed to be five portals.
"Evergreen, where do these lead?"
The four tribesmen all followed, and at the same time, the thirty foundation builders who had not left also appeared behind them.
Looking at the five white entrances, everyone was hesitant and didn't know what to choose.
"Old ancestor, grandpa, let's take the second door on the left. You can't go wrong."
According to the guidance of the golden hammer, the correct direction is the second portal on the left.
The four relatives naturally believed in Ximen Changqing and followed him into the portal.
The thirty foundation architects behind, as well as the nearby foundation architects who came after hearing the news, were all hesitant, not knowing what to choose.
I can't figure out where these portals lead to, and what is on the other side of the portals, whether they are treasures or traps.
Of course, inspired by the desire to hunt for treasure, most of the foundation-building monks still entered the portal, and their choices were different.
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After a while, the five people from the Ximen family came to a strange valley, where there were a large number of tall spiritual trees and spiritual fruit trees.
"Wow! There are so many spiritual trees. Fortunately, there is a Pearl Cave. Otherwise, there is really no way to get them, haha!"
Looking at the large number of spiritual trees in the valley, Ximen Rende smiled proudly. He had a pearl cave with a radius of a thousand acres in his hand, and he could take away no matter how many spiritual trees there were.
"Grandpa, there are a lot of ethereal trees here, which are also spiritual materials for building teleportation arrays. To build a teleportation array, only ethereal stones are not enough. These ethereal trees are also needed."
Ximen Changkong looked at the row of empty spirit trees in the distance and said.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's cut down the trees together. Small trees will be transplanted and big trees will be cut down directly."
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These big trees have grown to their limit, and there is no point in continuing to plant them. Small saplings can be cultivated, and when they grow up, they will become another ethereal tree that can be used.
The five people acted together and cut down these spiritual trees separately, especially the most important ethereal wood, which must be cut down.
The Ximen family already has the secret book for building the teleportation array, and also has the Kongming Stone. With the addition of the Void Spirit Wood, basically the problem is not big. Other spiritual materials are not difficult to purchase.
"It's better to transplant some of these ethereal tree saplings!"
After using magic to dig out the saplings, a thought was sent directly to the Nine Heavens Space and handed over to Xiao Jin for processing. In a short time, more than thirty trees were transplanted.
The ethereal tree does not have high requirements on the environment. It can be planted in any space. It does not require a spiritual field or a small spiritual field.
The five members of the Ximen family quickly cut down the spiritual trees in the valley and traveled five or six miles without realizing it.
At this time, the golden hammer on Ximen Changqing's body began to shake again and guided him to continue his treasure hunt.
Following the guidance of the golden hammer, Ximen Changqing walked step by step to a small valley.
"Hey, is there a barrier here?"
The moment he saw the barrier, Ximen Changqing frowned. At first glance, it seemed that this thing was relatively strong and he couldn't break it.
However, in the middle of the barrier, there is a stone door with a groove in the shape of a golden hammer.
"go."
Ximen Changqing put the golden hammer into the groove. Suddenly, the stone door slowly opened and he entered the inside of the stone door.
"Boom..."
As he entered, the stone door was closed again, and the golden hammer returned to his hand. He tried many methods, but could not open the stone door.
"Are we going to be trapped here? Forget it, let's explore first."
Since the four doors could not be opened for the time being, Ximen Changqing did not intend to waste time and began to search this space.
"Golden nuts? Already ripe."
The moment he saw the golden nut, Ximen Changqing was greatly surprised. Although there was only one fruit, one fruit could refine a furnace of golden elixir.
This golden elixir is a good thing. After being refined, it can improve the strength of the physical body. It is a treasure that is highly sought after by physical practitioners.
This golden nut tree only bears one fruit in a hundred years, and its yield is very low. However, with the presence of the Nine Heavens Space, the frequency of fruiting can naturally be greatly increased.
"This is? Python scale fruit."
After walking a few steps, I found another precious spiritual fruit tree with a python scale fruit on it.
The python scale elixir refined from this fruit is slightly less effective than the golden elixir, but it is still a highly desired elixir for physical cultivation.
However, the python scale fruit will produce one fruit every fifty years, which is twice as efficient as the golden nut.
"Xiao Jin, come out to work."
Ximen Changqing had an idea and asked Xiaojin and a group of little guys to transplant two fruit trees and plant them in the Nine Heavens Space.
After transplanting two rare spiritual fruit trees, Ximen Changqing continued to explore, hoping to find some more rare spiritual fruit trees.
Of course, the precious spiritual fruit tree is not a cabbage. It is not so easy to predict. I continued to search for half an hour, but found nothing.
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, Ximen Rende sent a message asking about his situation.
"Grandpa, I'm in a barrier. I'm safe for the time being. Don't worry."
After sending the message, Ximen Changqing continued to explore forward, looking for a way out. At the same time, he was also looking for more precious spiritual plants.
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"Grandpa, where did Changqing go?"
Outside the barrier, Ximen Changkong asked with concern.
Ximen Rende frowned and said doubtfully: "Changqing is in a barrier and is safe for the time being. Could it be the barrier in front of him, but how did he get in."
The four of them looked at the barrier in front of them and frowned.
They tried many methods but could not open the stone door in the middle of the barrier.
"Grandpa, there is a small hammer groove on this stone door. Changqing should have this thing on his hand, so he went in."
Ximen Changkong looked at the groove of the small hammer and guessed.
"No, someone is coming. This is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's leave quickly."
At this moment, Ximen Zangjian reminded him.
The four Ximen family members are not weak in strength. However, the opponent has more people, more than ten people. Once a fight starts, they have no chance of winning. It is a wise choice to retreat temporarily.
As for Ximen Changqing, who is trapped in the barrier, as long as he is safe temporarily, they can't help him much.
"Hey, there is a barrier here, and there must be good things inside. Let's work together to break open this stone door."
The people who entered here were more than a dozen foundation builders from the Thousand Insect Sect. They came a step late, and a large amount of ethereal wood was cut down by everyone in the Ximen family.
After building the foundation of Thousand Insect Gate without much gain, I saw the barrier in front of me and felt that there was something good inside.
"boom……"
More than a dozen foundation builders attacked for a long time, but the stone gate did not move at all, with no trace of damage at all.
"Brother, there is a small hammer groove on the stone door. Among the treasures that were ejected from the Puppet Emperor Tower for the last time, there was such a small hammer. Unfortunately, it was snatched away by a casual cultivator."
Qian Xinglang frowned, with a depressed look on his face. He failed to snatch Ximen Changqing and missed the golden hammer.
"No, people from the Lingjian Sect are here, let's retreat quickly."
Qianxingbo's spiritual consciousness was powerful and he was the first to notice the approaching Lingjian Sect group. Feeling guilty, he quickly led everyone to evacuate.
He had discovered Zuo Yuxin, and he and his brother had fought fiercely with Zuo Yuxin. Once they collided at close range, a fight would be inevitable.
The Thousand Insect Sect's strength is limited. In addition to Zuo Yuxin, the opponent also has four Foundation-Building Dzogchen cultivators.
Among them, including Zuo Yuxin's eldest brother Zuo Yutang, if they really fight head-on, the Thousand Insect Gate foundation will be destroyed.
Zuo Yuxin naturally discovered that her spiritual consciousness was not weaker than Qianxingbo's, and was even stronger than the Qianxingmen group who were escaping.
"Brother, the one who escaped was the Qianchongmen monk, and the two leaders were the Qian brothers who injured me before."
At this time, the Lingjian Sect had more than thirty foundation-building experts, twice as many as the Thousand Insect Sect, and the individual foundation-building strength was also stronger than the opponent's.
Zuo Yuxin didn't mind, and took the opportunity to solve the foundation construction of Thousand Insect Gate, which relieved the hatred in her heart.
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, it’s not advisable to make too many enemies.”
Zuo Yutang frowned and had no intention of chasing down the Thousand Insect Gate to build its foundation.
He was very clear about Sister Yuxin's desire for revenge, but the Lingjian Sect's trump cards were also limited.
Once a conflict breaks out with the Thousand Insects Sect, a lot of trump cards will inevitably be consumed, and even several foundation builders will have to die.
This will greatly weaken the strength of the Spirit Sword Sect. The exploration of the secret realm is about endurance, and the force with the last laugh is the real winner.
Since the Puppet Emperor Tower, five portals have appeared, and most of the foundations have entered these five portals.
However, four of them were transported to the wilderness of the secret realm. There were no resources for cultivating immortals within a hundred miles, so it was a waste of time.
Only the second portal on the left leads to an area rich in resources, and the five members of the Ximen family undoubtedly come out on top.
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Ximen Changqing explored forward and found no new rare spiritual plants. As for the existing spiritual plants in the space, he was not interested.
"Woo..."
A group of second-level demon wolves suddenly rushed out and pounced on Ximen Changqing.
"A mere second-level monster dares to act so recklessly."
He smiled and sacrificed four puppet beasts to resist the attack of the second-level demon wolf.
More than a dozen second-level demon wolves, no matter how they were opponents of the four powerful puppet beasts, were quickly killed by the puppet beasts without Ximen Changqing even taking a step.
After putting away more than a dozen demon wolf corpses, Ximen Changqing continued to explore.
Afterwards, many monsters blocking the road appeared one after another, but they were all second-level monsters. For Ximen Changqing, who held a powerful trump card, the second-order monsters were no longer a threat.
"Second-level high-grade giant ape? How can we encounter such a monster, haha!"
Ximen Changqing remembers very clearly that there is a physical cultivation method in the Jiutian Space called Giant Ape Transformation, which requires taking the essence and blood of giant ape monsters before you can practice it.
The giant ape puppet beast is quite common, but the giant ape monster has become extinct in the Eastern Wasteland. It is fate to encounter it in the secret realm of the Puppet Emperor.
After a fight, I planned to subdue it, but the giant ape's temper was too bad and he would rather die than surrender. In the end, he was beheaded by the tiger puppet beast.
Before dying, the giant ape looked in a direction, which should be the direction of the nest. Ximen Changqing made up his mind to go and have a look.
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After putting away the corpse of the giant ape monster, Ximen Changqing quickly took out the jade bottle and collected all the giant ape monster blood into it.
These demon blood are necessary materials for practicing the giant ape transformation, and every drop is precious.
Later, Ximen Changqing searched for a while following the direction the giant ape looked before it died, and found a cave.
"Two giant ape cubs are really lucky."
Looking at the two infant giant ape cubs, Ximen Changqing smiled unkindly.
Under normal circumstances, giant apes can only give birth to one cub at a time, and rarely two. The chance of having two cubs is less than one percent.
"There is a lot of spiritual milk in the Nine Heavens Space, which can be used to feed these two little guys. However, the recognition of the master must be completed first."
Ximen Changqing took out a few drops of essence and blood, recognized the two giant ape cubs as their owners, and then threw them directly into the Nine Heavens Space and handed them over to Xiao Bing to take care of.
During the half month he was renovating in Qingniu Island, he bought a hundred cans of spiritual milk, originally planning to use it to make wine, but now he didn't need it and fed it directly to the giant ape babies.
After continuing to travel for a while, the golden hammer sent out a signal again, and Ximen Changqing sped up.
"Another stone gate?"
Put the golden hammer into the groove and the stone door will open smoothly.
This space is relatively dark, with statues on both sides, giving it a chilling air.
After walking a few hundred steps along the not very wide road, a secret door appeared in front of us.
"The secret realm of reincarnation? What does this mean!"
Looking at the four big characters above the door to the secret realm, Ximen Changqing fell into thinking.
"Welcome, little friend. Anyone who can reach this point must be a person of great luck in the human race. I am just a ray of consciousness of the puppet emperor. Don't be nervous, little friend."
At this moment, an old voice came from the door of the secret realm. It was a very illusory voice. This voice made people feel comfortable.
"Junior Ximen Changqing, pays homage to senior Puppet Emperor!"
Even if the other party is a ray of consciousness, it is the powerful consciousness of the Puppet Emperor, so naturally it cannot be underestimated.
"My little friend is very humble, which is good. However, if you want to get the treasure I left here, you must accept my test.
The first step is to let me know that if you are a treacherous and evil person in your past life, you will never be able to take away the treasure.
Of course, I can refuse, and I will let you leave. But my treasure is no longer with you.
By the way, I must remind the children that once you enter the secret realm of reincarnation, you can think of your past, so you must be mentally prepared."
The old voice sounded again, asking Ximen Changqing to enter the secret realm of reincarnation.
Ximen Changqing was naturally not afraid of the puppet emperor's test, and he was also full of curiosity about the past.
In the world of immortality, stories about past lives are regarded as rumors, and few monks believe them. After all, no monks remember their past lives.
Only vulgar and ordinary people quite approve of the theory of past lives, and even believe it deeply.
"Senior, I am not a treacherous person, but what would happen if I was a treacherous person in my previous life?"
Before entering the secret realm of reincarnation, Ximen Changqing must ask many things clearly and be well aware of them.
"Be careful and don't worry. If the child does not meet the requirements, he will only be sent out of the secret realm and his life will not be harmed."
The old voice opened his mouth to explain.
Hearing this, Ximen Changqing felt relieved a lot. He was very worried that he was a treacherous and evil person in his previous life. It would be unjust if he was killed because of this.
"Senior, junior is here."
Ximen Changqing took a deep breath and entered the secret realm of reincarnation.
…
A dazzling white light flashed, and he appeared on a giant island. This island was very familiar. It turned out to be the giant island in the core area of the Black Turtle Secret Realm.
"Why am I here?"
Ximen Changqing was very confused. At the same time, he saw a male cultivator with a figure similar to himself, a foot away from him, with the same frown.
This male cultivator seemed to be unable to see him. He had a mid-stage pill-forming cultivation level, but he felt that he was connected by blood with this man and seemed to be one.
"Hey, who are you? Why do you appear here?"
Ximen Changqing shouted, but of course it had no effect. The other party couldn't see him at all, and he was exploring the secret realm on his own.
Ten years passed in the blink of an eye. The male cultivator's eyes lit up, he took out the boundary-breaking stone and left the secret realm in one fell swoop. At the same time, Ximen Changqing also left.
…
In a valley with pleasant fragrance of flowers, a handsome female cultivator was being besieged by a group of second-level demon wolves.
There are eight demon wolves, including two second-level high-grade demon wolves, and the female cultivator is only in the middle stage of foundation building, so naturally she cannot resist them.
"Demon wolf, seeking death."
Ximen Changqing saw the female cultivator, who was quite similar to Lian Mei. In anger, he prepared to sacrifice the spiritual weapon, but found that his body was illusory and could not be attacked at all.
However, soon, the male cultivator in the middle stage of pill formation appeared and killed all the demon wolves with one move.
"Junior Yang Zhenzhen, thank you senior for saving me. Senior's kindness will be unforgettable. Junior is willing to follow senior and do anything for senior."
The female cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building bent down and thanked her sincerely.
"Doing anything? Does having a baby count?"
The man smiled slightly, obviously joking.
"As long as the seniors don't dislike it, the juniors are willing!"
Yang Zhenzhen lowered his head shyly and did not refuse.
At this time, her family could no longer provide her with any training resources, and the family was even facing a catastrophe.
If you can get the protection of Master Jie Dan, you will at least have a guarantee, and maybe you can resolve the Yang family's crisis.
The Yang family is a foundation-building family with nine foundation-building monks, but the ancestor of the Yang family is unwilling to die of old age during the foundation-building period.
He tried his best and borrowed a lot of money to buy an elixir-forming spiritual object, but unfortunately the elixir-forming failed and he died in a thunderstorm.
In this way, the Yang family is in crisis. Creditors come to collect money, but the family cannot come up with the resources to repay the debt. If the money cannot be paid within the time limit, the consequences will be serious.
Therefore, all the Yang family members ventured into the mountains to hunt monsters in order to pay off their debts as soon as possible.
"My little friend, it's really interesting. I, Ximen Potian, am just talking casually. Don't take it to heart. I gave these eight demon wolf corpses to my little friend."
Ximen Potian smiled, turned around and left coolly.
"His name is Ximen Potian. Could it be that my ancestor is actually myself?"
Ximen Changqing, whose body was illusory, had a look of surprise on his face and felt incredible.
Yang Zhenzhen pursed his lips, packed up the eight demon wolf corpses, and returned to his family, while Ximen Potian stayed in the mountain.
"Xuanwu, it's time to release you."
With a thought, Ximen Potian released a huge black turtle, which transformed into a skinny old man.
"Master, if you need anything, I will do it immediately."
The old turtle looked around in the valley with a smile on his face.
"Senior Xuanwu, it turns out to be Senior Xuanwu, its appearance has not changed at all."
Seeing Lao Gui appear in front of him, Ximen Changqing was even more shocked and more certain of his identity. This shocked him so much.
The old turtle used his demon power to build many houses in the valley, making the valley more beautiful.
At the same time, Ximen Potian took out a spiritual vein bead and set up a formation.
"Rumble..."
With the sound of landslides and ground cracks, the nearby peaks began to rise slowly, becoming taller and taller. Rich spiritual energy emanated from the peaks.
"Third-level high-grade spiritual veins, the environment here looks more and more like Yunjian Mountain, just a little smaller."
Looking at the peaks and valleys, Ximen Changqing made a preliminary judgment.
…
A month later, Yang Zhenzhen and 30 tribesmen trekked to the valley with difficulty. Many tribesmen were killed by monsters along the way, and no bones were left.
"Yang Zhenzhen sincerely asks senior to take her in."
She knelt in the valley and begged seriously.
The family had been destroyed, and she and a few tribesmen were left alone. She was desperate and hid in the mountains with her tribe.
She also didn't expect that Ximen Potian would establish a foothold here and even create a third-level spiritual vein.
Under Lao Gui's persuasion, Ximen Potian agreed to let the Yang family depend on him, so that someone would help him with some chores.
Initially, it was just a matter of effort to take in everyone in the Yang family, but as time went by, Ximen Potian gradually fell in love with the lovely Yang Zhenzhen.
"Zhenzhen, you have good qualifications. It is too wasteful to practice Huangpin Kung Fu. I have a local Kungfu here. Please switch to it as soon as possible!"
Ximen Potian took out a copy of the Earth-grade Kung Fu he had obtained by chance and handed it to Yang Zhenzhen.
"Thank you, senior, I will try my best."
From then on, Yang Zhenzhen began to practice hard and made rapid progress, and his relationship with Ximen Potian gradually deepened.
…
More than ten years later, following a thunderstorm, Yang Zhenzhen successfully formed an elixir, and Ximen Potian also advanced to the late stage of elixir formation.
"Zhenzhen, do you understand what I mean?"
Ximen Potian spoke with an affectionate expression.
"Potian, I understand!"
Yang Zhenzhen smiled and lay in Ximen Potian's arms.
The Double Cultivation Ceremony was very simple. No outsiders were invited, only Lao Gui and everyone from the Yang family, but both of them were very happy.
Fast forward more than thirty years, and a group of children appeared.
"Blow the clouds, blow the snow, blow the wind. You have to work hard to practice. You three have the best qualifications and are the hope of the Ximen family. Keep practicing."
Ximen Potian had a straight face as he lectured three teenage children, looking like an elder.
"Potian, the children are still young, don't be exhausted."
Yang Zhenzhen walked over with a smile and wiped Ximen Potian's sweat.
"Zhenzhen, I am doing this for their own good. In the world of immortality, strength is respected. If you don't practice well when you are young, you will be bullied when you grow up."
"Yes, yes, you are always right."
Fast forward thirty years, Chui Yun, Chui Xue, and Chui Feng all became adults, and a group of younger children appeared.
"Sunny sky, sunny day, sunny rain, sunny snow, don't blame grandpa for being cruel. In the world of immortality, strength is respected. If you don't practice well now, you will be eaten by monsters when you go out. Keep practicing."
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The scene changed and more than a hundred years had passed.
As the lightning tribulations passed by in a flash, clouds blew, snow blew, wind blew, the sky was clear, the sky was clear, the rain was clear, and the snow was clear, one after another they successfully formed babies and became Nascent Soul monks.
At this point, the Ximen family has eight Nascent Soul monks and more than 50 Alchemy monks, making the family extremely powerful.
"Zhenzhen, look, your children and grandchildren are all having babies. It's time for you, the mother and grandmother, to have a baby too."
Ximen Potian spoke with a gentle expression.
It's not that Yang Zhenzhen is slow in cultivation, it's that it's hard to find spiritual objects for birthing babies. In order to let her children and grandchildren have babies as soon as possible, she would rather wait. She is less than three hundred years old and can afford to wait.
"Okay, I will have a baby next month. If the sky is clear and Qingxue can accompany me, it will be fine. The matter in the East China Sea is extremely important. You guys can go without worry!"
Yang Zhenzhen agreed and started preparing to have a baby.
A month later, accompanied by Ximen Qingkong and Ximen Qingxue, Yang Zhenzhen was in a valley, attracting the Thunder Tribulation of Jie Ying.
"Rumble..."
As the thunder faded away, the first thunder disaster was successfully passed.
"Here, there is someone who has survived the tribulation. It's a good opportunity."
Three Nascent Souls wandered the Eastern Wasteland and discovered the Jie Ying Thunder Tribulation.
"Who is it? Stay back."
Qingkong and Qingxue sacrificed their spiritual treasures and tried their best to resist the interference of the three people.
If it's a one-on-one fight, they can indeed block it, but there are three people on the other side, and they can't block them all.
"Rumble..."
"puff……"
"grandmother……"
Under the interference of three people, Yang Zhenzhen failed to conceive a baby and was killed in a thunderstorm.
"Zhenzhen!"
Ximen Potian returned to his family and heard the bad news. He hunted the three people for more than a year and killed all three Nascent Souls.
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In the secret realm of Xuangui, Ximen Potian placed his wife's tomb in this family secret realm to avoid being disturbed by others in the outside world.
"Master, you don't have to worry about the mistress, the old turtle will stay to guard her tomb for a hundred years."
The old turtle spoke sincerely.
"Thank you for your hard work. I will come again in a hundred years."
Ximen Potian looked lonely. Just because he was not by his side for a while, the beauty was killed by thunder.
Even if he killed his enemy, his mood did not improve at all.
…
The scene turned, and outside Ximen's Lingshan Mountain, five Nascent Soul monks appeared. They were all the Holy Land's geniuses, with their nostrils pointing upward, full of momentum.
The leader is a great monk at the ninth level of Nascent Soul. His cultivation is extremely advanced and he is said to be invincible below the level of the Transformation God.
"Do you think the Ximen family really has a fifth-level secret realm?"
"The sect has sent a small alchemy cultivator to investigate. The source of Ximen's large amount of immortality resources is unknown. There must be a high-level secret realm."
"The rumors in Donghuang should be true. This matter is probably correct."
"If there is such a secret realm, it will be a blessing for the human race. Maybe we can train a few more ancestors of the gods for our Feijian Pavilion."
"Yes, this is indeed a great thing, but I'm afraid that Ximen's family doesn't know how to appreciate it!"
"The Holy Land takes action, how dare the Ximen family refuse to obey? If they don't understand the consequences of promotion, they can only be wiped out."
"Say less, and don't forget that our mission is for the righteousness of the human race. Don't keep thinking about killing anyone, just shut up."
The great monk of the ninth level of Nascent Soul scolded the four junior brothers behind him.
Afterwards, the five monks moved closer to Ximenjia Lingshan and sent out the transmission notes.
Ever since Yang Zhenzhen fell under the thunder tribulation, Ximen Potian was in a very bad mood. Naturally, he was not in the mood to see the Holy Land Nascent Soul.
However, the Holy Land is the backbone of the mortal world and is stronger than the Ximen family. Since he has come to ask for an audience, it is not appropriate for him to show off.
"What are the five fellow Taoists here for?"
Ximen Potian spoke calmly, it could be said that it was all facial expression.
This made the five Holy Land Prodigies feel very unhappy.