The magnificence of the Qingyang Sect was unexpected by Yuan Futu. He stood on the other end of the city wall and looked at the undulating Xianjia buildings in the distance. It was extremely majestic. Although it was different from the Wanshen Sect located on the mountain peak, its
The scale is much larger, and apart from here, the Qingyang Sect has training facilities for its disciples in many places in the Immortal Kingdom. It was also for this reason that the land of Pisces Village was taken over.
There are probably tens of thousands of disciples here, and it is indeed well-deserved to be second to none. However, when it comes to the strength of a sect, this is only one aspect. In addition, it also depends on its influence in the fairyland.
This point is also slightly better than that of Wanshen Sect. Qingyang Sect has trained as many as three divine pattern masters, including the extremely talented Lei Meng. He is also the only one who has reached two-star divine pattern masters.
Master, there are even more alchemy masters, weapon refiners and beast control masters. In addition, the master's cultivation is also praised by others. He is a top-level Xuanxian who is on par with Dongming Immortal.
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As for the two most powerful people in the Immortal Kingdom, who can break through to the Holy Immortal first, is often the focus of debate among those cultivating immortals.
As night falls, the place is brightly lit.
Yuan Futu covered his face with the bamboo hat he bought and walked along the long street that was full of history. Along the way, he saw many dejected people walking on the way out. They were all cultivators who failed today's assessment.
Many of them were injured, and many of the very serious ones were left here for treatment. Many others lost their lives during the assessment.
Yuan Futu had already understood how cruel this was when he participated in the Wanshen Sect disciple assessment. Qingyang Sect must be even better in this regard. There are so many immortal cultivators in the world that he can squeeze into such a sect based solely on his strength. Indeed,
Much more difficult than imagined.
Yuan Futu walked forward aimlessly, lowering his body and concentrating his breath to the extreme. For fear of being noticed, his eyes wandered between the buildings. At this moment, dozens of disciples followed an immortal cultivator in an orderly manner.
Behind him, walking towards him, he thought he was a disciple on night watch.
Yuan Futu lowered his head deeply, walked forward silently, and quietly passed by everyone.
"stop!"
Suddenly, the leading disciple turned around, looked at him like a hawk, and said, "Who are you? You don't seem to be a disciple of Qingyang Sect."
Yuan Futu shuddered in his heart, and without looking back, he said in a low voice: "I am a guy from the Chamber of Commerce, delivering some medicinal materials to Beiling Hall."
The disciple said coldly: "Beiling Palace doesn't seem to be in this direction. Since you are a member of the Chamber of Commerce, why don't you wear the clothes of the Chamber of Commerce? Don't you even understand these rules now?"
Yuan Futu said: "Young man has just taken office, the shopkeeper has not had time to prepare, and the immortals of Beiling Palace are in urgent need of this batch of medicinal materials, so they asked me to send them as soon as possible, saying that there should be no delay, otherwise the immortals will be angry, I will wait for them
I can’t afford it.”
Of course the disciple knew what kind of person the immortals in the Beiling Hall were, and he did not dare to show any slights. He said solemnly: "The building with black tiles and red walls in the southwest is the Beiling Hall. Leave as soon as possible after delivering the medicinal materials."
Qingyang Sect is not a place for you to stay here."
"Yes, thank you immortal."
Yuan Futu breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly towards the palace with black tiles and red walls. He was suddenly broken into a cold sweat.
Having just escaped from the tiger's mouth and now going deep into the tiger's den, it was like walking on a knife's edge. Yuan Futu had some courage, otherwise he would have been frightened out of his trap.
Not long after, Beiling Palace appeared in front of us. There were two disciples guarding the palace stationed outside the palace gate. They looked a little bored at the moment, chatting about the situation of today's disciple assessment.
Yuan Futu stepped forward and said: "Two immortals, the medicinal materials have arrived."
One of the disciples guarding the temple frowned and said, "Why did you arrive just now? Why... why did you change someone? Where is that old guy?"
Thinking that he was talking about the old man, Yuan Futu explained: "The old man is sick, and the shopkeeper thought that his legs and feet were not very agile, so he asked me to deliver it, otherwise he would have to wait for another two hours."
"There's so much nonsense. When did this arrive? The fairy fire inside is about to go out. Hurry in and put the medicinal materials into the fairy fire. Don't touch other things, otherwise you can't afford the consequences."
Another disciple scolded.
"Be quick with your hands and feet. Master will be back soon."
Yuan Futu nodded and walked in, but he didn't understand why the medicinal materials were put into the fairy fire.
The Beiling Hall is very empty at a glance, but in the center of the hall is a very high-quality cauldron, with a faint blue fairy fire burning at the bottom of the cauldron.
Although Yuan Futu is not an expert in this field, he can feel that this is not something that ordinary alchemy masters can control. What's more, it can actually operate normally when the alchemy master leaves. It is conceivable that the alchemy cauldron can
How mysterious the technique is.
Walking forward, Yuan Futu saw that there were a lot of ashes of elixirs under the stove top, and then he realized that these medicinal materials were used to burn the fire.
The medicine is fairy medicine, and the fire is fairy fire. I really don’t know what is inside this stove top, but it is so luxurious.
Yuan Futu unpacked his luggage and poured the unknown precious medicinal materials into the fairy fire. The flames suddenly burst out, and the medicinal power inside was immediately stimulated, forming a thick white mist that wrapped around the top of the stove and circulated densely.
, linger for a long time.
Yuan Futu became more and more confused. Young Master Yu had demonstrated the alchemy refining technique, and it was definitely not what he saw in front of him. He opened his bamboo hat and looked through the gap on the top of the furnace. He suddenly discovered that there was something hidden inside.
Hundreds of restrictions are floating inside like blood-colored runes, and the one in the center is actually a piece of dragon scale.
"Shen Ce Dragon Scale!?"
Yuan Futu didn't expect that he would find the location of Shence Dragon Scale so easily. It was like a blind cat encountered a dead mouse, but why would the dragon scale be tempered in the cauldron here?
After observing for a moment, he was shocked to realize that it turned out that the fairy fire was used to activate the medicine, which was a bait, and the restriction inside was a trap. Its purpose was obvious, and it was to extract the last trace of blood power inside.
Among the white-gold dragon scales, a little bit of thin blood was looming.
This is the purest divine bloodline, like a drop of white-gold liquid, and the ancient rune flickers in and out. The refining process must have lasted for a long time, and it will be successful soon.
Yuan Futu frowned. First of all, he confirmed that the person who took the dragon scale was indeed the Qingyang Sect. It was obvious that this magical dragon scale could no longer be used, so the other party tried every means to extract the purest and original power of its bloodline.
, this is tantamount to the top elixir for cultivators.