"It's a chess piece set up by Xiangcheng. The disciple remembers that there was a Gong family caravan heading to the grassland.
If the other party was able to kill the masters sent by the disciples, they must have received some strong support."
The fat demon cultivator glanced at the broken soul card, searched his memory and responded.
"Hmph! If we hadn't sent out a large number of foundation-building monks from our sect, it would have attracted the attention of those old guys. How could I allow these little guys in the Qi refining stage to be so presumptuous!"
The Blood-Crying Ancestor's face was covered with frost. He scolded angrily and then turned his gaze to the head of the Fang family and said in a deep voice:
"Have you done what I told you earlier?
If I am disturbed by those little guys at the critical moment and cannot do my full work, you and your Fang family will give me the nourishment that turns into a blood pool!"
"Ancestor, please rest assured that the Blood-Burning Pill has been refined and distributed, and the seal on the Blood-Crying Boy has been completed.
In addition, with the secret assistance of the Song family, the herb picking disciples who destroyed the other three families will definitely be captured easily!"
The head of the Fang family did not dare to show any slightness and quickly responded with a respectful salute.
"Well, very good! When I successfully break through to the late Nascent Soul stage, you will all have the opportunity to enter the blood pool to practice. Don't let me down!"
When the Blood-Crying Ancestor heard that the plan went well, he couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile, and the green will-o'-the-wisps burning in his eyes suddenly became more powerful.
"Thank you, ancestor!"
When the two alchemy monks heard that they were expected to enter the blood pool to practice, they were immediately overjoyed. It seemed that as long as they had this opportunity, they would be able to make great progress in their cultivation.
...
More than a month later, a luxurious carriage, escorted by a group of female riders, arrived under the city wall of Xin'an, a large city in the hinterland of Liaozhou.
Compared with ordinary mortal cities, Xin'an is built around a mountain several hundred feet high, spans thousands of miles in radius, and has a population of one million.
Tiangong Peak in the city is the residence of the Gong family, one of the five major families in Liaozhou, and is also one of the top spiritual places in Liaozhou.
Feng Ziyan rode up to the city defenders and showed Gong Xuehua's family token. The other party immediately started shouting in fear.
Soon, the huge city gate on the side, which was only for the children of the Gong family to enter and exit, opened with the help of the agency.
Then, under the envious eyes of all mortals, Gong Xuehua's incense car drove into Xin'an City and headed straight towards the Tiangong Peak in the center.
"Haha, the Gong family's status in Xin'an is really the same as that of the Tu Emperor. Luo must have seen it."
In the carriage, Luo Hong and Gong Xuehua sat opposite each other, leisurely watching everything happening outside.
A few days after setting off from Xiangcheng, Gong Xuehua met the Gong family members who came to pick her up, and handed over the caravan to them, so they could arrive at Xin'an so quickly.
Originally, according to Luo Hong's wishes, they could have fled all the way.
But Gong Xuehua was afraid that he would be assassinated again, and the flying weapon would consume a lot of mana. Once intercepted, their lives would be in danger, so Luo Hong could only accompany him in the carriage for more than a month.
During this period, Gong Xuehua was not idle either. He asked Luo Hong many questions, trying to find out more about Luo Hong's origins.
Luo Hong's knowledge of Dajin was extremely limited, and the sects he knew were only a few of the ten sects of good and evil. In order not to reveal his flaws, he chatted with Gong Xuehua about cultivation.
With Luo Hong Yuanying's later cultivation level, the cultivation of the Qi Refining realm had no secrets for him. Gong Xuehua benefited a lot from some casual guidance, and then became addicted to the cultivation.
This made Luo Hong feel at peace along the way.
Hearing Luo Hong's sigh, Gong Xuehua gradually stopped, opened his eyes and said:
"There are many Nascent Soul cultivators in the royal family of the Jin Dynasty. Mr. Luo must not talk nonsense about these things outside."
"Haha, Luo has learned a lesson.
Miss Gong has been practicing for more than ten days in a row. I wonder if she will gain anything?"
Luo Hong certainly knew how powerful the Jin royal family was. Apart from the fact that there were no god-transformation monks, their strength was almost the same as that of top sects such as Taiyi Sect and Tianmo Sect.
"Thanks to Mr. Luo's guidance, Xuehua's cultivation level has improved significantly. When I go back and ask my father for a pill, I should be able to break through the ninth level of Qi refining!"
There was excitement in Gong Xuehua's tone. For a cultivator, there is nothing more exciting and exciting than improving one's cultivation.
As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of spiritual energy suddenly came from beside Gong Xuehua, and then he heard Lu Zhu say cheerfully:
"Miss, I have broken through the fourth level of Qi refining!"
"Really! Quickly stabilize your mind and consolidate your cultivation!"
When Gong Xuehua saw Luzhu's breakthrough, he was immediately eager to show off, so he got angry and said something.
More than an hour later, Luo Hong and others arrived at the foot of Tiangong Peak without any obstruction.
With his own token, Gong Xuehua opened the illusion ban at the foot of the mountain and brought Luo Hong and Lu Zhu inside.
Sensing the faint spiritual energy in the air, Luo Hong knew that there was only one barely medium-sized spiritual vein under the Tiangong Peak.
This level of spiritual veins can only sustain the daily practice of the pill-forming monks, but it is extremely difficult to break through the pill-forming stage here.
"Huh? Has the earth vein spiritual energy been extracted here? Why is the spiritual vein weakened so much?"
Before he had taken two steps, Silver Fairy's doubtful voice sounded in Luo Hong's heart.
"Where did the fairy say this? Is there anything wrong with the spiritual veins here?"
After Luo Hong sensed it carefully, he found nothing unusual and couldn't help but send a message to ask for advice.
"The taste of the spiritual energy here is clearly unique to the top spiritual veins. Although it is extremely light, I am very familiar with it and will never admit it wrong!"
Silver Fairy smelled it hard twice and was very sure.
"The smell of spiritual energy?"
Although Luo Hong couldn't understand why spiritual energy had a smell, since Silver Fairy said so, it must be true.
If there really was a top-level spiritual vein here, even after years of changes, it shouldn't have dropped to the point where even a medium-sized one can barely survive.
"Haha, it seems that the poverty in Liaozhou is not caused by nature."
Luo Hong said thoughtfully.
"Ignore this for now. I remember that some top spiritual materials are produced near the top spiritual veins. Fellow Daoist Luo might as well sneak in and take a look. You should be able to gain something."
Fairy Yin has already seen Luo Hong's spiritual ascension method, so she made this suggestion right now.
"Oh? In this case, this trip is really the right one."
Luo Hong felt happy and silently planned to infiltrate.
While talking, the three of them had passed the protective formation and truly entered the Gong family's residence.
I saw many buildings on Tiangong Peak, all of them were magnificent and magnificent, just like the legendary Lingxiao Palace.
But Luo Hong only glanced at it and knew that this was all superficial, and his consciousness did not sense any noteworthy spiritual energy fluctuations.
The Gong family did not allow the immortal cultivators in the clan to live separately from the mortals, so when the royal weapon fled, Luo Hong saw many mortals busy in various places on Tiangong Peak.
Arriving halfway up the mountain, the spiritual energy here is obviously much richer. It is the residence of the direct descendants of the Gong family.
After Gong Xuehua arranged Luo Hong to live in a guest house, she took Lu Zhu to visit her father.
Watching the two girls go away, Luo Hong opened the door and entered, took out the Wentian Jade Slip and studied it carefully.
After all, top-level spiritual veins were rare in ancient times, and he might be able to find some clues to help him sneak into the spiritual veins to hunt for treasures in the future.
But at this moment, a clear male voice came from the side:
"Fellow Taoist is the helper that Sister Xuehua brought back from Tianlan Grassland, isn't it? I'm Gong Yanwen, what do you call me?"