In the Feixian Sect, Qingyang himself was discussing some issues with Qian Mingyao.
At this time, Qian Mingyao seemed to have heard something important, and then said with a little doubt: "Spirit stones can be used for martial arts training? This is something I didn't expect."
"When I just heard about this, I was just as surprised as my junior brother, but that's the fact. If we can condense more spiritual stones, Feixian Palace's cultivation resources will be solved."
As soon as Qingyang got the news from Old Chen of the Cangyue Sect, he immediately started to implement it.
After all, although the junior brothers and sisters in the Feixian Sect are extremely powerful, they are still cultivating immortality.
If they go out in person, they may easily cause trouble.
After all, martial arts clones are just a kind of clone. If they are really used to fight against evil spirits, they may still have too many shortcomings.
Now that Feixian Palace has been established, it will inevitably become Qingyang's main force in fighting evil.
The power of the Feixian Sect can only be used as a surprise weapon, mainly to achieve unexpected effects.
Because of this, the power of Feixian Palace must become stronger.
Today's Feixian Palace can compete with any of the four major sects that are not affected by evil.
But Qingyang's purpose is not limited to this, but wants it to grow into one that can stand up to the five major forces on its own.
So the current Feixian Palace still has a lot of room for growth.
Originally, due to the lack of cultivation resources, Qingyang thought that after this period of time, the growth of Feixian Palace would slow down a lot.
But since spirit stones can be used for martial arts training, and this thing is the best resource for Qingyang and the others.
So what's the reason not to use it?
That's why he called Qian Mingyao, hoping that Qian Mingyao would gather all his junior brothers and sisters who had reached the realm of destiny to condense spiritual stones.
After Qian Mingyao learned the current information, he naturally accepted Qingyang's proposal without hesitation.
There are currently more than a hundred powerful people in the Destiny Realm in the Feixian Sect. The spiritual stones condensed in one day can be used by the Feixian Palace for a year.
This is a huge number, and it is impossible to calculate it easily.
In addition, Qingyang also went to the Xianxue Beast Hall to look for his fifteenth junior brother Taiyi.
After all, spiritual stones are used for martial arts training, which is a very critical point.
He needs Taiyi to decipher something from it to see if Yuanli and spiritual energy can coexist.
After Taiyi received the news from Qingyang, he immediately condensed a piece of spiritual stone for his martial arts clone to use.
"Yes, the slow absorption of spiritual stones can indeed achieve the effect of enhancing Yuan Power. However, the fundamental problem of the two being poisonous to each other still cannot be solved."
Taiyi's martial arts clone slowly woke up in trance. This was Taiyi's twentieth martial arts clone. The previous nineteen had been destroyed.
"Junior brother, since spiritual energy can be used for martial arts training, can it be done the other way around? Let Yuan Li assist the cultivation of immortality?"
Qingyang sighed. Although he already knew how Taiyi would answer, he finally got useful information, so he would not give up easily.
Perhaps it was because Qingyang's overly eager voice reminded Taiyi of something.
So Taiyi thought for a while and then sighed: "Sir, do you still remember the first time I used this deity to practice Yuanli?"
"Of course I remember."
Qingyang was a little confused, wondering why Taiyi was bringing this up now.
"Although I didn't know that Yuanli's attributes were extremely domineering at the time, I was caught off guard and suffered a loss. But now that I know Yuanli's attributes, I still won't rashly confuse the two."
Qingyang thought about the weight of Taiyi's words for a while, and simply shook his head: "Forget it, if this thing is so easy to figure out, then the Jiang family may have succeeded long ago."
After that, Qingyang continued to learn about Taiyi's other research, but it seemed that there was not much progress.
Especially regarding the Immortal, Evil and Demonic Souls, he was simply at a loss as to what to do and couldn't find any clue at all.
But one thing is certain, that is, if the secret of the Immortal Evil Demon Soul is really analyzed, then the decryption of Yuan Xian will probably be very smooth.
After all, there are three kinds of power, namely Yuanli, spiritual energy and evil thoughts, gathered inside the Immortal Evil Demonic Soul.
The forces that were originally unable to coexist are truly integrated into one.
So now Taiyi has basically devoted all his energy to the analysis of immortal evil spirits.
At this moment, within the Cang Yue Sect.
Because Qingyang was in charge of things within the Feixian Sect, he had no energy to take care of the martial arts branch.
As a result, the martial arts clone seemed to have lost its soul, lying upright on the bed.
At this time, outside his residence, a low-level disciple of the Cang Yue Sect was looking at the closed door with a sad face.
This man was pacing back and forth at the gate, his expression was unusually nervous, and he was mumbling: "What to do, what to do, Senior Brother Sun said, I must lead Junior Brother Zhao to the Cangwu Pavilion, what should I do?
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It turns out that the young man named Zhao, who had caused trouble for Qingyang before, was dissatisfied that Qingyang had lost his face. Looking at the current situation, he was probably planning to lure Qingyang somewhere so that he could teach him a lesson.
However, just when the young man was thinking about how to guide Qingyang outside the door.
Qingyang's affairs in Feixian Sect have been arranged, and I have fallen into a state of cultivation.
At this time, the spiritual consciousness of the martial arts clone was slowly gathering together.
As soon as Qingyang, the martial arts clone, woke up, he immediately noticed the strange movement outside the door.
Although he felt a little strange, he didn't take it too seriously, and he originally wanted to go to the Cangwu Pavilion to look for a useful weapon.
After all, as a warrior, if you only hold an ordinary iron sword, it would be too cheap.
There happened to be a disciple of Cang Yue Sect outside now. No matter what he had in mind, if Qingyang asked him to lead the way now, it should be considered as making the best use of everything.
Squeak.
As the door opened, the young man who was still pacing back and forth outside the door was startled by the sudden appearance of Qingyang before he could get out of his thoughts: "Hey...it's Junior Brother Zhao.
Ah...it just so happens that I have something to do with you."
Qingyang looked at this Cang Yue sect disciple hesitating and hesitating, and it was obvious that something was wrong in his heart.
In this case, Qingyang immediately knew that this guy was definitely up to no good when he came to see him.
After all, he had just lost someone's face, and now there was a guy who knew it tacitly. It seemed that even though he had tried to hide from someone, he still couldn't avoid someone who would retaliate.
Qingyang is not like this disciple, whose purpose is written directly on his face.
He just pretended to be flattered, acted extremely hesitant, and then whispered: "Can we not mention the matter of senior brother for now? I want to go to the Cangwu Pavilion to see the weapons first."
Qingyang originally thought that this disciple would think about it, but he didn't expect that this guy was stunned for a moment, and then his eyebrows were filled with joy, and he felt like God was helping me: "Oh, junior brother, want to go to Zangwu Pavilion? No problem, that's it
Take you there."
Seeing this guy's exaggerated acting skills, Qingyang immediately understood where this guy was planning to take him.
So I said speechlessly: "You are so understanding."
"Junior brother, what did you say?"
Maybe the disciple was too happy and didn't hear what Qingyang was saying, so he asked Qingyang in a sneaky way.
Qingyang, on the other hand, looked calm and continued to act like a country bumpkin: "It's nothing, senior brother."