"Uncle, why are we leaving in such a hurry? I also want to exchange experiences with water magic with Sister Bai Ling."
A square hut like a refining pavilion is filled with various refining materials and tools.
Anyone who sees it at first glance would not think that this is Liu An's flying weapon.
A delicate and lovely young female cultivator acted coquettishly towards Liu An, tugging on the clothes of the family elder.
"And Senior Bai, who became a Foundation Establishment monk at such a young age. Didn't you always say at home that you want us to learn from him, so why did you have to leave in a hurry after finally seeing him today?"
"When someone comes back from the sect and chats with his family, is it an eyesore to stay there..."
Liu An glared at his extremely favored junior.
But he was thinking in his heart that Bai Zichen was still thinking about his family's words and wanted to tell the head of the family when he got back that his attitude towards the Bai family could be raised to a higher level.
The news in the Qingfeng Sect is of greatest concern to the Immortal Cultivation Family like them.
In particular, the five newly arrived families can be said to be under the control of others, and they do not have much close contact with the Qingfeng Sect.
Although I have tried my best to make friends in the past few years, I have only established beneficial relationships with a few elders.
But if we go further up, there is no way.
Since Bai Zichen established his foundation, his reputation has spread throughout the Black Mountains, and these immortal cultivating families have studied him over and over again.
From his cultivation process, various preferences, friendship habits, etc...
Every family that cultivates immortals is thinking about how to get in touch with Bai Zichen, including the simplest means of marriage.
Unfortunately, Bai Zichen's rise was too fast and he didn't make many friends. It was difficult for him to establish a relationship.
After Patriarch Ge, the Qingfeng Sect’s most promising monk to form an elixir.
Someone has already put this title on Bai Zichen's head.
The heads of aristocratic families with rich experience would not put his possibility of forming pills ahead of Wei Dao, but he is already in the top three.
If a foundation-building monk can protect a family for hundreds of years, then a real person who builds the core of the core can be a powerful person for hundreds of years.
Just like Master Yang of the Qingfeng Sect, he has been forming elixirs for more than two hundred years and has witnessed countless generations of disciples.
Two hundred years ago, when another master of the Qingfeng Sect died unexpectedly, he supported the Qingfeng Sect with one person's strength, coupled with the third-level top-notch formation of Liangyi Huanyue Formation, he managed to survive the most difficult time.
century.
When Patriarch Ge made a breakthrough, the elixir formation was successful.
This is the strategic significance of the alchemy master. As long as it shrinks its power and cooperates with the third-level formation, unless it has crushing strength, it will be difficult to be destroyed by the alchemy forces at the same level.
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Water Curtain Cave.
After a brief chat with the tribesmen, Bai Xianzhong invited Bai Zichen to his cave.
Here, a second-level high-grade spiritual land is formed using the spirit-binding formation.
Bai Zichen was amazed by the aura of this place back then, but now that he is used to Suo Yue Pond, he finds it insignificant.
"In just a few years, Brother Chen has become a foundation-building monk. It's incredible to think about it..."
Bai Xianzhong took the initiative to make tea and filled two cups.
"Thanks to the clan leader for allowing me to join the Qingfeng Sect, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to do it so quickly without the chance."
Bai Zichen thought for a while, if he stayed in the clan and used his special spirit body to break through the realm, there should be no problem.
But without the help of the third-level low-grade spiritual land, with his actual qualifications of three spiritual roots, it is impossible to complete the accumulation of mana and reach the perfection of Qi refining in a short time.
Not to mention the opportunity to inherit the Tianhe Sword Sect because he became an inner disciple.
With the resources of the Bai family, it is impossible for him to quickly possess a spiritual weapon.
Bai Xianzhong looked horrified and hesitantly said: "There is one more thing I want to tell Brother Chen... Back then, the head of the family, Wei Dao, agreed to give the Bai family the right to purchase a foundation-building pill."
"The time limit came last year. You happened to be in seclusion and there was no suitable candidate in the clan, so I applied to the Qingfeng Sect to postpone the withdrawal. This opportunity came because of you, and I promised to keep it for you for two years. Speaking of which,
I should ask for your opinion."
If Bai Zichen was still just an inner disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, it would of course be up to Bai Xianzhong to decide how to arrange the Foundation Building Pill.
But now he is the elder of the Qingfeng Sect, and is regarded as a peerless genius who has the hope of forming a pill.
This makes it impossible not to consider Bai Zichen's thoughts.
Bai Xianzhong didn't want this peerless genius to have any quarrel with his family.
"It doesn't matter, didn't I exchange it for the Foundation Establishment Pill from the sect... If I couldn't successfully build the Foundation once, I might only think of the one in my family."
Bai Zichen's plan has always been this way.
The patriarch was willing to explain a few words, which made him feel more relieved.
Bai Xianzhong handed over a long jade box, sealed with several talismans on the surface.
Make sure that the spiritual energy is completely blocked and there will be no leakage.
"What's inside?"
Bai Zichen looked at it and didn't accept it immediately.
Such a solemn act must be something extremely cherished.
Bai Xianzhong made a stroke with his finger, and the talisman broke into two pieces and fell off one after another.
"The Bai family has limited resources and can't come up with anything good... I have discussed with several elders and will use this as your foundation building gift."
The long jade box was pushed open, and inside was a five-foot-long piece of spiritual bamboo as thick as an arm.
This bamboo looks ordinary, but there are a few fresh bamboo leaves hanging on the upper branches, as if it had just been pulled out of the soil.
Bai Xianzhong flicked his fingers, and the bamboo made a hollow and melodious sound, like the sound of a musical instrument being struck, with lingering sound.
"This is... Holy Sound Bamboo?"
The highest achievement of Bai Family's Yimu Qingshen Technique, it took hundreds of years and countless tribesmen day after day to mutate two second-level middle-grade Holy Sound Bamboo.
When it is blown by the wind while growing, the sound of musical instruments will be heard. After being refined into a flying sword or spiritual weapon, it will also have this characteristic.
Hence the name.
Because Holy Sound Bamboo can be used as the main material for refining second-level flying swords, its price is much higher than that of spiritual plants of the same level.
One of these plants was auctioned for four thousand spiritual stones.
"Yes, it is the Holy Sound Bamboo that the clan has been carefully cultivating, hoping that it will mutate and advance again... It was just taken down last month, and was initially refined according to the method passed down by our ancestors."
Bai Xianzhong looked at the sacred bamboo in the box with a feeling of reluctance.
Since his birth, this sacred bamboo has been planted deep in Hanxiu Peak.
"The Holy Sound Bamboo that was auctioned in Fangshi was only four feet long after being refined. This one may have grown another foot longer because it was planted for decades, absorbed spiritual energy, and received the aura of Yi Mu Qing's magic."
Bai Zichen took a deep breath, reached out and slowly took the Holy Sound Bamboo in his hand.
As a descendant of the Bai family, I grew up listening to the stories of Sheng Yinzhu.
At this moment, this spiritual bamboo really appeared in front of him, how could he not be excited.
According to what Bai Xianzhong said, the value of the Holy Sound Bamboo in front of him is much more than four thousand spiritual stones.
It is indeed a heavy foundation-building gift.
What's more, this sacred bamboo has an even different meaning to the Bai family.
"I deserve such a precious treasure..."
When the Holy Sound Bamboo falls into the hand, it feels cold and warm.
Bai Zichen injected a trace of mana, even if it was just a spiritual plant, but it penetrated without any obstruction, and even had a slight amplification effect.
"Brother Chen said something back then, which I think is very reasonable... Good things are idle at home, and pearls are hidden. No matter how many treasures are collected, they are useless. Only by letting them circulate can they be truly valuable."
Seeing that he couldn't let go of Sheng Yinzhu, Bai Xianzhong said with relief.
"The spirit bamboo remains in the Bai family. It is just a second-level spiritual plant in the family. It is not like the spirit tea tree, which can continuously generate benefits."
"But in Brother Chen's hands, if you ask someone to refine it into a second-level flying sword, you will have a powerful spiritual weapon that can accompany you throughout the foundation building period."
"If you become Master Jiedan in the future, it will be an honor for the entire Bai family...all the clan members will benefit from it!"
"Well, thank you clan leader. This Holy Sound Bamboo is indeed very important to me."
Bai Zichen closed the jade box again, borrowed a few more sealing talismans, and carefully pasted them up.
Only in this way can we ensure that the Holy Sound Bamboo is maintained in its best condition until the day of actual refining, and still has the aura it had when it first left the land.
"In addition, I will also give you the secret sword-making secret passed down by my ancestors."
Bai Xianzhong took out two more jade slips from his storage bag, which were the remaining two pieces passed down from the ancestors of the Bai family to refine and inherit the three flying swords.
"Every Bai family foundation-building monk will receive this sword-refining secret... I hope you can refine it as soon as possible and let me see the good things left by my ancestors."
Bai Zichen roughly scanned the contents of the jade slip, which was the complete sword refining inheritance of the other two flying swords.
Sound Bamboo Sword, a second-level flying sword, is made from the main material of Holy Sound Bamboo.
Tianxin Sword, a second-level flying sword, was forged by white iron elites.
"This ancestor of our Bai family is really extraordinary. He actually left behind such good things..."
The jade slips contain an extremely complete record of the refining method of flying swords.
The second-level flying sword is no ordinary spiritual weapon. The things left by the ancestors of the Bai family are beyond what an inner disciple of the Fish Dragon Sect should have.
Also, when the Ghost Spirit Sect foundation-building monks attacked Hanxiu Peak, the talisman brought out by the Bai family elders was not like what a cultivating family whose ancestors had nothing to do with Master Jiedan could bring out.
"Yes, that's why our Bai family has never considered refining the Yinzhu Sword and Tianxin Sword."
Bai Xianzhong said with some emotion as he thought about his admiration when he first saw the secret of sword refining.
"Not to mention the cost of refining the second-level flying sword, we may not be able to keep it after it is refined...it will also expose the fact that the Bai family has the secret of sword refining."
"Brother Chen, if you refine the flying sword from now on, you will use the excuse that you got it from an affair, not to mention that it was passed down from the Bai family."
Bai Zichen nodded in agreement.
The risks that the Qingfeng Sect elders and a cultivating family can bear are completely different.
The secret that is a disaster for the Bai family may be of no concern to the elders of the Qingfeng Sect.
"If the sect asks me to hand over the sword refining inheritance, can I agree?"
The Qingfeng Sect’s style will not force its disciples to hand over the opportunities they gained outside.
However, due to the responsibility of the Chuan Gong Hall, they will definitely ask if they are willing to hand it over in exchange for the sect's contribution.
"The tribe has collected four or five fairy seedlings in the spirit-introduction ceremony in the past few years. In addition, the family's income has been insufficient in recent years, and the tribe's cultivation resources have become increasingly stretched..."
Bai Xianzhong did not respond positively after hearing this, but instead talked about the difficulties in the clan.
"I understand... As a son of the family, you should solve problems for the family."
Bai Zichen understood what the patriarch meant, and it seemed that Bai Xianzhong's ideas had really changed a lot.
Even the secret sword refining passed down by the family was willing to be exchanged for resources.
This also has a lot to do with Bai Zichen's appearance.
The hope for the future prosperity of the family was pinned on him, the proud son of heaven who was expected to achieve the goal of becoming an elixir.