The fourth and fifth mouthfuls were given to the Wudao Tea Tree and the Ancient Lingxing Tree respectively, and the sixth mouthful was given to the Renshui Qinglian Terrace. Now this mouthful of Hongmeng Purple Qi was the last breath in his body.
As the Hongmeng Purple Qi merged into the treasured mirror, he let out a soft groan from the treasured mirror, and flew out of the weapon refining cauldron in an instant.
Chen Nianzhi took it into his dantian, and after sensing it for a while, he discovered that this mirror possessed two magical powers.
The first magical power is naturally Yuanci Baoguang. This Yuanci Baoguang is the nemesis of metallic magical weapons. Even if it is a magical weapon with a higher level, it can easily control it.
Even facing a magic weapon that is two levels higher, it can have a great impact on it and greatly reduce its power.
Chen Nianzhi estimated that if this treasure mirror reaches the late stage of Zifu, it may be able to lock the metallic fourth-level flying sword magic weapon.
In addition to this magical power, this precious mirror also bred a magical power on its own. This magical power can emit a kind of annihilating yin-yang magnetic divine light, which can directly decompose and annihilate powerful enemies into ashes. It is first-class.
Attack supernatural powers.
"This second magical power contains the power of yin and yang magnetism, and can even break down and tear apart opponents. It is called the 'Yin and Yang Magnetic Annihilation Divine Light'."
"This mirror is the 'Yin Yang Yuanci Treasure Mirror', let's just call it the Yuanci Treasure Mirror."
Chen Nianzhi smiled a bit. The Yuanci Treasure Mirror had more magical powers than expected, and it also gave him one more means of attack.
However, although this 'Yin Yang Yuan Magnetic Annihilation Divine Light' is extremely powerful, it is an auxiliary magic weapon after all. It takes three years to accumulate enough power after each activation, so it can only be used as a trump card at the bottom of the box.
After refining the magic weapon, Chen Nianzhi got an unexpected surprise and walked out of the retreat room in a good mood.
After leaving the retreat room, he accidentally discovered that several peach trees had advanced at some point.
He checked carefully and found that a total of nine peach trees had been promoted to spiritual peach trees, reaching the first level of low-grade.
Although these spiritual peach trees are not spiritual roots of heaven and earth, they are not as mysterious as the spiritual peach mother tree.
It is unusual, but it has become a genuine spiritual tree, and the spiritual fruits it produces can also enhance the cultivation of Qi practicing monks.
Chen Nianzhi looked at the peach forest and deduced it for a moment, and probably understood the reason why these nine peach trees advanced.
"The Spiritual Peach Tree has advanced to the third level, and nine of them have also received some blessings from the Denominator Tree and have been promoted to the first-level low-grade spiritual trees."
"Unless the spiritual peach tree is promoted to the fourth level, it will only be able to grow nine spiritual trees at most, and the roots are as slow as ordinary spiritual trees. It may not be able to be promoted to the second level in hundreds of years."
He frowned, shook his head and said with a smile: "The spiritual root of heaven and earth is so difficult to find, even a first-order low-grade spiritual tree is considered a good treasure."
"With these nine first-level low-grade spiritual trees, the family will have one more specialty product in the future, which is also a good harvest."
With this thought in mind, he no longer cared about these low-level spiritual peach trees.
"..."
The world went by in the blink of an eye, and another half a month passed.
Qingyuan Mountain was very lively that day. The entire Chen family was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the monks of the Chen family were all smiling.
Many well-known foundation-building monks from the border states came here, and all of them looked cautious, showing envy and yearning.
The Chen Immortal Clan was promoted to the Zifu Immortal Clan, and except for two Zifu monks in a short period of time, it can be said that it shocked the entire Bianzhou.
Even the other eight states of the Chu State had heard about it and knew that the Chen Clan’s Immortal Clan had risen and entered the stage of the Chu State.
Chen Qinghao stood in front of the gate of Qingyuan Mountain, soliciting guests with a glorious face. After sending a foundation-building monk up, he asked quietly.
"Did you remember everything?"
"take note of it."
Chen Nianfu on the side nodded.
, and then said in a low voice: "All the thirty-one Foundation-building Immortal Clan in Bianzhou are here, and the gifts given by the thirteen Immortal Clan in Yu County are quite generous, probably no less than a thousand spirit stones."
"Among them, especially the Mu family and the Meng family have the most abundant gifts."
"Yes." Chen Qinghao's expression was as usual, but he just said: "Remember it clearly, so you don't make a mistake when you return the gift next time."
"know."
After she nodded, Chen Qinghao said again: "Look at the time, the three great Zifu Immortal Clan are coming soon, you go and let the others prepare."
"..."
At the same time, on the secluded back mountain of Qingyuan Mountain, there was a simple courtyard wing.
Chen Nianzhi looked at the figure on the bed, couldn't help but hold his hand, and said with a pale face.
"Uncle Qingxu..."
On the bed, Chen Qingxu's old face was as pale as paper, and he was obviously on his deathbed.
When this great elder was young, he guarded Pingyang City for his family for many years. In recent decades, he has stayed in Qingyuan Mountain to educate Chen family disciples. It can be said that he dedicated his whole life for the family.
But before he knew it, decades had passed and his life span had reached 120 years old.
At this moment, Chen Qingxu had a smile on his lips, and his expression was somewhat kind and peaceful. He smiled, touched Chen Nianzhi's hand, and said calmly.
"Xiao Nianzhi, in the blink of an eye you are sixty years old."
"I still remember that year you came to Pingyang City and worked with me to completely eradicate the family's evil. I never imagined that more than forty years would pass in the blink of an eye."
"Uncle Qingxu, where is Lingxing?"
Chen Nianzhi's eyes were slightly red and his fingers were trembling slightly.
Since the ancient spiritual apricot tree advanced, it has produced one crop of spiritual apricots in the first year, and then matured every three years. So far, it has received three rounds of spiritual apricots, a total of nine second-level spiritual apricots.
He left three of these spiritual apricots for each of Chen Qingxu and Chen Qinghe. Logically speaking,
Chen Qingxu can live for at least another thirty years, but how did he reach his deathbed now?
"Read it."
Chen Qingxu held Chen Nianzhi's hand and shook his head calmly: "For me, even if I live for another thirty years, it has no meaning."
"Give it to those who need it more. Maybe if you accumulate longevity for many years, you can achieve success in building a foundation?"
Only then did Chen Nianzhi realize that he had given the apricots to several younger members of the Nianzi generation who were no more than seventy years old. Among the thirteen foundation-building monks in the family, Chen Nianzhen was the one who could build the foundation at the age of sixty-one.
Because of a spiritual apricot belonging to Chen Qingxu.
It's just that Chen Nianzhi was far away in Yan State at the time and didn't know the specific time when Chen Nianzhen built the foundation.
The elder said with a bit of a smile and a bit of relief: "Compared to Uncle Chang Yan, compared to Qing Meng and Qing He, I have been much lucky in this life."
"They have been waiting below for too long. This time I happened to go underground to tell them the news about my family's promotion to the Zifu Immortal Clan, and tell me about the ancestors of the Chen family."
"Listen and look, it's so lively outside."
"Even the Immortal Clan of the Purple Mansion had to politely come to my Chen family to congratulate me. This is a scene I once dreamed of."
"Maybe it's the greatest luck that I can see this day..."
His voice gradually became softer, and he lost his movement unconsciously.
"Father."
Beside, Chen Nianyang, who was already 100 years old, fell to his knees and cried out with tears.
"Uncle Qingxu."
Chen Nianzhi held the elder's hand and felt that his throat was dry, his hands were shaking a little, and a sense of powerlessness came to his heart.
Fear the twilight of a hero, fear the twilight of a proud man.
No matter how stunning and beautiful he is, he is still so powerless before the cycle of life and death.
He held Chen Qingxu's hand tightly, trying to retain his soul, but he still couldn't change anything.