After returning to the Lan tribe, Fang Ling followed Lan Yan to her residence.
She said at the beginning that if Fang Ling could successfully escort him, she would thank him with a heavy gift.
In this yard, there is a well.
This well was very special, and Fang Ling felt a steady stream of spiritual energy pouring out of it.
It puts the surroundings in a state of extremely high spiritual energy concentration, and even the entire Lan tribe seems to be so full of spiritual energy, all thanks to it.
"This well is the foundation of our Lan tribe."
"My treasure has been deposited at the bottom of the well all year round, nourished every day." Lan Yan said.
She reached out her hand and sucked hard.
A crystal clear stone appeared in her hand.
This stone seems ordinary at first, but if you taste it carefully, it is not difficult to see that it contains terrifying energy.
It seems that once activated, it will erupt like a volcano.
"This thing is..." Fang Ling asked.
Lan Yan explained: "This object is called the Rising Star Stone, and it is a rare treasure bred by heaven and earth."
"It can be used to enhance the power of acquired magic weapons, and is effective for any level of acquired magic weapons!"
"It's just that the energy it contains is fixed, so how much it can be improved depends entirely on the quality of the magic weapon itself."
"Low-level magic weapons can be greatly improved, while high-level magic weapons can only be slightly improved."
"This Star Ascension Stone was obtained by chance when I was training in the Central God Realm 80,000 years ago."
"After being soaked in our clan's creation well for 80,000 years, its energy has improved a lot compared to when I picked it up."
"I will give this to you as a reward."
"There are such strange things in the world." Fang Ling stared at the gem and marveled.
It happened that he seized the Universe Mirror, one of the four great magic weapons of Tiandao Sect.
This treasure is already good, wouldn't it be beautiful if it could be taken to the next level?
"Thank you, Priest Lan!" He accepted the star rising stone.
In fact, just because Lan Yan helped him solve the death curse, the Lan tribe did not owe him anything.
He knew that Lan Yan was giving him a big gift today, more to make him a friend.
Lan Luo has received the inheritance of the Witch God, and the Lan tribe will surely rise in the future, and he is also happy to have one more powerful ally.
It was okay for him to stay at the Witch Temple for more than a month without eating or drinking, but he was inevitably a little thirsty.
Looking at this magical spiritual well, he scooped some well water into his hands.
"Wait a minute! You can't drink this well water!" Lan Yan on the side stopped her quickly.
Fang Ling would not be greedy for this, and immediately squandered the well water in his hand.
He thought that this was probably the rule of their tribe, and outsiders were not allowed to drink the water from this well.
There were a lot of strange rules in this place, and he was already used to them.
"I'm not stingy, but this spring of creation is not meant for drinking."
Lan Yan was afraid that Fang Ling would think their Lan family was stingy, so she immediately explained.
"The Well of Creation is extremely strange, and its energy source continuously emits spiritual energy."
"But under normal circumstances, you can't drink it. If a woman drinks it, she will get pregnant."
"If a man drinks it, he will be unable to show his strength and become depressed for a long time."
When Fang Ling heard this, he quickly shook his hands and wiped away the well water on his hands.
He didn't expect that this spiritual well that looked so tempting could be so terrifying.
"Any woman in the tribe who doesn't want to get married but wants to have children will ask me for this water," Lan Yan added.
"Luo'er actually doesn't have a father. I drank this spring of creation and was born alone."
Fang Ling didn't know what to say. What he saw and heard today really made him knowledgeable.
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There was a lot of stuff in his hands, so Fang Ling did not leave the Lan clan immediately.
He lives in Lan Yan's house now, but he doesn't sleep in her room, but next to the well of creation.
There is pure spiritual energy gushing out in a steady stream from the well. It is simply a pleasure to practice in this place.
He took out the rising star stone and integrated it into the Universe Mirror.
It was immediately upgraded from twelve restrictions to thirteen restrictions, and its level was equal to Zizhu's Snow Jade Tianjing Bottle.
Although it only adds a restriction, the power of this treasure has more than doubled.
In particular, it focuses on defense, and its current defense capabilities can be said to be at their peak!
After finishing his work, he concentrated on pondering the innate purple energy in his body.
Although this thing already belongs to him, it is still quite unfamiliar to him and it takes time to get used to each other...
He sat hanging in the sky above the well of creation, practicing day and night for an unknown amount of time.
Until this day, several terrifying auras descended on the Lan tribe!
Also coming were monks from the Sichuan tribe and the Tiandao Sect.
Among them, the shaman cultivators of the Chuan tribe are the main ones, with nearly 10 million people!
On the altar, Lan Yan and the other eight elders of the Lan tribe immediately rose into the sky.
"Chuan Ning, you shameless person!" Lan Yan looked at Chuan Ning across from her with angry eyes.
"You actually colluded with outsiders, you really don't have any shame!"
Chuan Ning sneered: "So what if you collude with outsiders? Miao territory should have changed a long time ago!"
"It was a mistake for me, a witch cultivator, to be trapped here for generations."
"It should be integrated into the entire spiritual practice world."
"What Priest Chuanning said makes sense!" Wen Mu, the great elder of Tiandao Sect on the side said with a smile.
"Priest Lanyan, would you consider forming an alliance with our Tiandao Sect?"
"You may know that we are in a time of turmoil, and great terror will come to the world."
"I am a monk from the South Dou Domain, so we should unite."
"I am willing to be a middleman and mediate peace between your two tribes."
When Chuan Ning heard this, he frowned and cursed the old fox in his heart.
He had been in contact with Tiandao Sect for a long time. He had clearly said before that Tiandao Sect would assist the Sichuan tribe to unify the Miao territory.
But now the meaning of his words seems to be that he wants to turn Miao territory into the back garden of their Tiandao Sect.
"There's nothing to say. If you want to fight, then let's fight!" Lan Yan snorted coldly.
Behind him, tens of millions of monks from the Lan clan also rose into the sky with a fierce momentum.
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"It's not a good place to stay for a long time..." Fang Ling was about to leave where the Well of Fortune was.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
This person is none other than Lan Sheng, the ninth elder of the Lan tribe.
At this time, Lan Sheng was no longer as elegant as before, and his whole person exuded a trace of evil.
"You and I meet again." Lan Sheng smiled.
"Although this little guy Mo Yuan is not talented, Tiandao Sect spent a lot of resources to train him."
"You shouldn't kill him, let alone take away my Tiandao Sect's Universe Mirror."
"If you return the Mirror of Heaven and Earth with both hands now, I can guarantee that I will leave you a complete body."
Fang Ling: "So you are from the Tiandao Sect... Your Tiandao Sect is really patient and has been planning for so long."
It has been thousands of years since Lan Sheng came to the Lan tribe, which means that Tiandao Sect started its layout thousands of years ago.
"The Lan clan has a great formation of absolute gods. If it is not destroyed, even if our sect can unite the Sichuan clan, it will be difficult for us to break this bone." Lan Sheng said with a smile.
"Fortunately, everything has paid off now, and it's not in vain that I have endured it for so many years."
"My real name is..."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Ling slashed at him with a sword: "I don't want to know the name of a dead person!"
This sword is the prison-suppressing sword among the three sword demon styles, and its power is the most terrifying.
Moreover, the sword Fang Ling struck at this moment was different from usual.
He boldly had to integrate that wisp of innate purple energy into his natal blood sword!
As a result, the blood sword was sublimated and its power increased dramatically.
"How could..." Lan Sheng, who was originally calm, changed his face wildly.
Fang Ling's sword made the hairs on his body stand up.
"You will die! This sword will kill you!" He quickly took action to resist.
But his defensive technique failed to block Fang Ling's sword and was instantly broken.
His physical body was instantly torn into pieces by the sharp sword energy, leaving only a remnant of his soul to escape.
"Crazy, absolutely crazy."
"How could this kid have such terrifying strength at such a young age..."
His remaining soul fled desperately, trying to escape from Fang Ling's hands.
But Fang Ling would not show mercy, and a soul-killing curse locked him.
"Boy, I want to drag you to death!"
Lan Sheng felt that he had been cursed and would definitely lose his life today, going completely crazy.
But he was a step too late after all. Fang Ling struck too quickly, giving him no chance to counterattack.
The soul-killing curse exerts its power and directly kills his remnant soul!
In the sky above the tribe, the two waves of people were still confronting each other.
But because Fang Ling and Lan Sheng suddenly confronted each other, they also broke out instantly.
The aftermath of the top master's battle left Fang Ling shaken.
"Master Manzi often said that there are all ants under the fairyland..."
"You are not deceiving me!"
He immediately ran away, not wanting to wade into this muddy water.
The two sides were fighting fiercely, and Fang Ling could not be taken care of at this time.
But before the incident, the people from Tiandao Sect were not worried that Lan Sheng would miss, so they did not send anyone over again.
Fang Ling took the opportunity to escape from this place of right and wrong.
After leaving the Lan tribe, he flew at great speed, and the person traveling in the opposite direction was the Chuan tribe!
He had already offended the Sichuan tribe, so he thought of doing it nonstop to get a big vote.
While all the elites of the Chuan tribe were fighting fiercely in the Lan tribe, I went to sit in their house.