"Fellow Daoist, although this Thousand Leaves Vegetation Spirit is a treasure, it's only a treasure to a core cultivator. You are a sword cultivator, this thing is of no use to you. Why don't you give it to the Xuan Yuan Family? " Qing Lan's expression changed. He smiled and stepped forward. "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist. I promise that as long as you give it to us, we will discuss any treasures we find in this immortal palace. We will not make things difficult for you. "
Lonemoon's expression darkened. He had seen shameless people before, but not to this extent. What he meant was that he wanted them to give the Thousand Leaves Vegetation Spirit to them.
"What a good plan, Fellow Daoist. You want to take the Thousand Leaves Vegetation Spirit we found with empty promises? This Vegetation Spirit has its own sentience and might not even follow you. Forgive me for being blunt … "He looked at Qing Yin, who seemed to be doing him a favor, and said word by word," Don't you have any f * cking shame! "
The three men's expressions darkened. Qing Yin snorted. "You want to do this the hard way? Let's see what you're capable of. Senior Brother, there's no need to waste words with him. Take him down first. "
With that, he summoned his Dharma artifact and charged forward. Since his threats had failed, he wanted to take it by force. Lonemoon laughed coldly and put the Vegetation Spirit into his storage bag. As he summoned his weapon, he whispered, "Shen Ying, I'll leave the one in the middle to you later."
"Mm," Shen Ying answered.
Lonemoon blocked Qing Yin's attack with his sword. The two rays of sword Qi collided, and the remnant sword Qi split open the surrounding area. Their cultivation levels were similar, but Lonemoon was a sword cultivator after all. His sword Qi was naturally different from that of ordinary cultivators. He forced Qing Yin back a few meters.
"Hmph, you overestimate yourself." Traveling Immortal Qing Lan frowned and snorted coldly. He glanced at the other cultivator beside him and flew forward to attack as well. Yi Qing went straight for the other cultivator.
As a Traveling Immortal, Qing Lan did not care about the Nascent Soul Yi Qing at all. He followed Qing Yin and charged at Lonemoon, who had the highest cultivation level.
Lonemoon had just forced Qing Yin back with his sword when Qing Lan's Traveling Immortal aura appeared in front of him. The sword was about to land on his opponent.
Suddenly, Qinglan felt something heavy in his hand. The spiritual power he had just condensed dissipated. His hand had been grabbed by someone.
He was shocked. Ever since he became a traveling immortal, this was the first time someone had gotten close to him without him noticing. He opened his eyes wide and looked back, only to see a casual face.
Who was this person? When did it appear?
Before he could figure it out, he saw the woman say casually, "Erm, she said … leave it to me." The kind that gave him money. "So please cooperate."
Qing Lan subconsciously wanted to retreat. He tried to withdraw his hand, but found that he couldn't! The hand that grabbed him seemed to have grown roots. He repeatedly formed hand seals with one hand and made a few hand seals, but he found that there was no effect at all. His hand that was grabbed still did not move at all.
How was this possible? This woman's cultivation was actually so deep and profound. In the blink of an eye, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind. His heart sank. He had been too careless! He did not expect that a small Middle Azure World would have someone who could subdue a Traveling Immortal.
He gritted his teeth and decisively summoned his Intrinsic Dharma Artifact. A three-foot-long golden sword flew directly towards the woman's chest.
The woman still did not move. Just as the golden sword was about to pierce through her, there was a cracking sound. The moment the golden sword touched the woman's body, it suddenly broke into thousands of pieces. There was not a single mark on the woman's body.
Pfft …
The Intrinsic Dharma Artifact was connected to his Primordial Spirit. Qing Lan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
How … how was this possible?!
The woman, on the other hand, patted the broken pieces of the golden sword off her body and frowned impatiently. "I'll say it again. You'd better cooperate, or else …" Her eyes narrowed. She grabbed his hand and suddenly swung it forcefully, throwing him out. "I'll beat you up!"
"…"
All Qing Lan heard was a gust of wind beside his ears. His whole body flew like an arrow released from a bow toward the direction of the Immortal Palace behind him. With a loud crash, he smashed a huge hole in the door of the Immortal Palace. Only then did he stop. He rolled on the ground that was littered with rubble, unable to get up again.
From the moment he was grabbed to the moment he fell to the ground, only a short span of three breaths.
— —
At that moment, the pitch-black Immortal Palace suddenly lit up due to the intrusion of an outsider. Immortal music rang out and Immortal Qi flourished. Five-colored rays of light filled the entire main hall. An ethereal voice that sounded like an ancient heavenly voice rang out in the hall.
"The heavens do not abandon us. Today, we finally welcome a fated person who can inherit my mantle and continue my legacy." On the high platform, a translucent Immortal Soul slowly appeared. His robe was as white as snow, and Immortal Qi swirled around him. "The person who can see through the Heaven and Earth of the Furnace is qualified to enter my sect. I am the remnant soul of the Sect Master of the Elixir Yang Sect, Golden Immortal Bitao. In the past 50,000 years, you are the only person who has entered my Immortal Palace. Now, I will pass on this Alchemy Sect to you. I have forgotten that you have cultivated your heart and Dao. You have already achieved enlightenment. "
With that, he waved his hand, and a strand of Immortal Qi flew towards the person on the ground who was on his last breath. Qing Lan's entire body also slowly rose up. "Although your Immortal Bones are broken, since we are fated to be, I will help you to break through them first."
Just as the Immortal Soul was about to heal the person's injuries, something suddenly rushed in. The person who had just risen up was stepped back down with a thud.
Shen Ying was still stepping on the person. She turned around lazily. "What did you just say?"
The Immortal Soul: "…"
Two minutes later.
"The heavens do not abandon us. Today, we finally welcome a fated person who can inherit my mantle and continue my legacy. See through the Heaven and Earth of the Furnace …"
"Are you an NPC? And you have to say your lines from the beginning. "
The corner of the Immortal Soul's mouth twitched. He almost could not maintain his sage-like demeanor. Wasn't it all because you suddenly rushed in and interrupted me? How was I supposed to know that there was another person?!
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But it was an inheritance. It was the same no matter who he passed it to. After all, he had died long ago and was now only a remnant of his soul.
"For fifty thousand years, you are the only …"
"Two," Shen Ying corrected.
The Immortal Soul glanced at the person on the ground who was no longer moving. He readily changed his words. "Only … two people who entered the Immortal Palace. Anyone who can see through the Heaven and Earth of the Furnace is a person with excellent perception. You being able to come here means that we are fated."
"Oh, you people from the immortal hometown. Is it that easy to meet people who are fated?" He seemed to have said the same thing just now.
"…" Where's my knife?
"Anyway … from today onwards, this Alchemy Sect's legacy is yours."
"No!"
"From now onwards, you must … What did you say?" The Immortal Soul was stunned. Was this person stupid? "This is an inheritance. How can you not want it? Do you know that once you refine the elixirs in the inheritance, you will be able to ascend and become an immortal? "
"So troublesome!" She scratched her head. "Elixirs and whatnot. I'm not a medical student. I'm not interested. But if you have any recipes, you can give them to me. "She could bring them to Chef to study.
"Recipes … Recipes …" The Immortal Soul was speechless. His legacy of elixirs was not even comparable to recipes? This person must be sick in the head. Unfortunately, he had no other choice. "No, you're already here. You have to take this inheritance even if you don't want it!" He was rushing to reincarnate!
With that said, his figure flashed and he appeared in front of Shen Ying. He raised his hand and tapped on her forehead, intending to force the inheritance.
"Huh?" Why was there no reaction? So he tapped a few more times, but found that the inheritance could not be transmitted. "How is this possible?"
"Do you believe that I won't beat you up if you press any harder?" Shen Ying took a step back unhappily.
The Immortal Soul still looked at his hand in disbelief. How could this be? He raised his head and looked carefully at the person in front of him. Suddenly, his eyes widened.
"Damn, you don't have a spirit root!"
"Is this … very important?"
"…"
Are you f * cking kidding me? Without a spirit root, how did you get in here? Hey!
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