The power of the inner demon far exceeded Wang Changsheng's expectations.
Especially at the last stage, he almost fell into an endless slaughter. Fortunately, the Spirit Stabilizing Pill allowed him to regain a trace of clarity, allowing him to temporarily escape from the illusion. In the end, he relied on the Vajra Demon Subduing Mantra to return to reality and successfully form his Nascent Soul.
Although he had successfully formed his Nascent Soul, Wang Changsheng's feelings were very complicated. He was half happy and half worried.
He was happy that he had finally formed his Nascent Soul and could return to the Great Song Dynasty to investigate the cause of his family's destruction. He was worried that if Murong Bing really wanted to kill him like she did in the illusion, how would he deal with it?
He dared to kill Murong Bing in the illusion, but could he really do it in reality?
Wang Changsheng didn't know how to answer this question.
Wang Changsheng shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
At that moment, an old voice suddenly came from outside. "Brother Wang, Old Man Huang Yan, congratulations on forming your Yuanying. I wonder if it's convenient for Brother Wang?"
"Martial Uncle Huang, no, Senior Martial Brother Huang." Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this.
After walking out of the palace, Wang Changsheng found Huang Yan, Huang Xiaowen, and a few others standing not far from him. Liu Qing was also there.
Huang Yan's face was filled with excitement, while Huang Xiaowen and the others were ecstatic.
"Eh, Liu Qing, you've accepted the pill?" Wang Changsheng's gaze quickly swept past everyone and finally stopped on Liu Qing. A trace of surprise flashed across his face.
"Thanks to Master's blessing, I was able to form my Core. Congratulations on forming your Yuanying, Master," Liu Qing said respectfully.
Since Wang Changsheng had become a Yuanying cultivator, she naturally had to treat him as a disciple.
"Senior Martial Brother Huang, come in and talk!" Wang Changsheng smiled at Huang Yan and said.
He led Huang Yan and the others into the hall. They arrived at a large hall, where a yellow ape that was about ten feet tall walked in with a tray in its hands. On the tray, there were a few cups of freshly brewed tea.
The yellow ape poured a cup of tea for Huang Yan and the others. Then, it stood with its hands clasped behind its back and respectfully retreated to the side.
"Good tea. Brother Wang, your spirit beast's intelligence is not low!" Huang Yan took a sip of the tea and praised it. His gaze fell on the yellow ape and he spoke with surprise.
"This Level 2 Sea Ape's strength is low. It only knows how to pour tea and deliver water. It was able to form its Nascent Soul this time thanks to Senior Brother Huang's Spirit Stabilizing Pill." Wang Changsheng said gratefully.
"Hehe, that's what I should do. Junior Wang, since you've successfully reached the Nascent Soul stage, I plan to hold a grand celebration for you. What do you think?" Huang Yan's eyes narrowed as he spoke with a smile.
"A grand celebration? Fine! . Then I'll have to trouble Senior Martial Brother Huang. " Wang Changsheng thought about it for a moment and agreed. Then, he thought of something and said, "I've just formed my Nascent Soul, so I have some things to ask Senior Martial Brother Huang about. I'd like to invite Senior Martial Brother Huang to stay here for two days.
"No problem. Although I've been stuck in the early Nascent Soul stage for hundreds of years, I still have some unique experiences in cultivation. Even if Junior Martial Brother Wang doesn't ask, I will tell you the truth so that Junior Martial Brother Wang won't take the wrong path." Huang Yan agreed and turned to Huang Xiaowen. "Martial Nephew Huang, immediately go and take care of this matter. Invite the high level cultivators of the other sects to participate. Make sure it's a grand affair. Also, make Brother Wang's residence a restricted area. Low level disciples are forbidden from entering."
"Yes, Martial Uncle Huang. I'll do it right away." Huang Xiaowen replied and left with the two Core Formation cultivators.
Wang Changsheng seemed to have thought of something and embarrassedly said, "That's right. Senior Martial Brother Huang, I forgot to return the Profound Yin Cloak."
"There's no need to return it. You can keep the Profound Yin Cloak! Consider it a congratulatory gift from the Old Man. The Old Man doesn't have much lifespan left. The sect will rely on you in the future. "
"Not much lifespan? How much lifespan does Senior Martial Brother Huang have left? "Wang Changsheng raised his brow and hesitated for a moment before asking.
"What? Brother Wang is going out? "Huang Yan's expression stirred and he asked.
"Yes. I'm going out to deal with some personal matters. It'll take at least a few years, but at most a few decades." Wang Changsheng answered truthfully.
"The Old Man can last for at most fifty years. If there aren't any accidents, the Old Man will pass away in fifty years. If Brother Wang is going out to deal with something, please come back as soon as possible. If there aren't any Yuanying cultivators around, our sect will be in trouble." Huang Yan said with a solemn expression.
"Fifty years? It should be enough, it shouldn't take that long. "When Immortal Wang heard this, he thought for a bit, and then said this.
Huang Yan nodded and said, "That's good. Brother Wang, you've just condensed Yuanying. Let me tell you a few things you need to pay attention to. After condensing Yuanying, you need to pay attention to … "
Two days later, Wang Changsheng sent Huang Yan off with a smile on his face.
"Brother Wang, there's no need to walk me out. You can go back now. If you have time, you should consolidate your cultivation. "Huang Yan reminded him and turned into a streak of black light that tore through the sky.
Wang Changsheng returned to the room and called Liu Qing over.
"Disciple pays her respects to master." Liu Qing bowed respectfully towards Immortal Wang, saying respectfully, her expression extremely respectful.
"Yes. I didn't expect you to reach the Core Formation stage on the same day as I did. You don't have any defensive treasures, right? I'll give you this Azure Cloud Shield to protect yourself. " Wang Changsheng said with a smile. Then, he flipped his hand and a small azure shield appeared in his hand.
"Disciple thanks Master for giving me this treasure." Liu Qing's face lit up and she received the small azure shield with both hands.
"Do you know why I'm so good to you? Not only did I give you Snow Spirit Water and Heavenly Flame Elixir to help you reach the Core Formation stage, I also gave you a defensive treasure. "Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed and he said indifferently.
"Disciple doesn't know." Liu Qing shook her head. Her beautiful eyes were filled with confusion.
"It's very simple. I've taken a fancy to your alchemy skills. I don't know anything about alchemy. I have a high level alchemy recipe, but I don't know anything about alchemy. I can only find you. All you need to do is cultivate well and study alchemy. If I can gather all the spiritual ingredients, I'll let you refine them. I can promise you that if you're loyal to me, when you reach the late stage of Core Formation and prepare to break through to the Yuanying stage, I'll help you. Oh right, I can tell you that I'm not even two hundred years old this year." Wang Changsheng's face became serious as he spoke.
"What? Master isn't even two hundred years old this year? "Liu Qing's expression changed and she lost her voice.
Her grandfather was already four hundred years old when he reached the mid stage of Core Formation. If Wang Changsheng was less than two hundred years old and reached the Nascent Soul stage, then his talent was too terrifying.
"Of course. Why would I lie to you?" Wang Changsheng said with a nod.
After a cultivator reached the Core Formation stage, their cultivation speed would slow down. Some people couldn't bear the tortoise-like cultivation speed and would go out in search of spiritual ingredients in an attempt to break through.
Although Wang Changsheng didn't take many pills, he cultivated the Five Poisons Mystic Codex. Normally, he would absorb all kinds of poisonous gas and miasma to cultivate. Poisonous gas and miasma were great supplements to him and their effects were even better than pills. It was because of this that he was able to reach the Yuanying stage so quickly.
The Yuanying stage of the Five Poisons Mystic Codex had some changes. Pills were the main ingredient and poisonous gas and miasma were supplementary. After all, poisonous insects above the eighth level were very rare and their strength was far greater than insects below the eighth level.
Wang Changsheng was currently cultivating three cultivation arts at the same time. They were the Dark Corpse Arts, the Vajra Subduing Devil Arts, and the Five Poisons Mystic Codex.
The most difficult one was the Vajra Subduing Devil Arts. Buddhist cultivation arts were notoriously slow. The easiest one was the Dark Corpse Arts. Because of Huang Yan's guidance and cultivation experience, he was able to cultivate it relatively quickly. As for the Five Poisons Mystic Codex, it was a bit more difficult. It required him to take several high grade pills to cultivate. These pills were all refined using the inner core poison sac of a poisonous insect above the seventh level as the main ingredient and some supplementary ingredients that were over a thousand years old.
Wang Changsheng now had six sets of ingredients. It was just enough for Liu Qing to refine the pills. This was also the reason why he gave Liu Qing a defensive magic artifact.
"Disciple will follow Master's words. I will definitely study the art of alchemy." Liu Qing readily agreed. Her expression was extremely respectful.
At this moment, she truly regarded Wang Changsheng as her Master. Previously, she had no choice but to do so.
"Mm. You can leave first and consolidate your cultivation. I'll give you this bottle of pills!" Wang Changsheng flipped his palm and a white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.
"Disciple obeys," Liu Qing replied. She took the porcelain bottle and respectfully left.
After Liu Qing left, Wang Changsheng also returned to the secret chamber. He sat down and cultivated, consolidating his cultivation.
Half a month later, a piece of news spread throughout the State of Qi and the State of Zhao. An Elder of the Dark Corpse Sect had successfully formed his Nascent Soul. A Nascent Soul Ceremony would be held a month later. The Dark Corpse Sect sent out a large number of disciples and sent out invitations, inviting all the high-grade cultivators of the various sects to attend.
Guanghuan Mountain was one of the four great spirit veins in the State of Qi. The Hehuan Sect, known as the number one sect in the State of Qi, was located in this mountain range.
At the top of a cliff that was thousands of feet high stood a golden palace. The words "Conference Hall" were written on the plaque at the entrance.
Inside the hall, two men and a woman were discussing something.
"Junior Martial Sister Chen and Junior Martial Brother Li will lead the team to the Nascent Soul Ceremony held by the Dark Corpse Sect!" A red-robed elder with a dignified face instructed.
"No problem. May I know what gift Senior Martial Brother Sect Master would like to give?" A beautiful middle-aged woman with a pretty face asked.
"The Dark Corpse Sect has a good relationship with us. We'll give them three thousand-year-old spirit herbs and five kilograms of gold essence!" The yellow-robed elder said as he took out two jade boxes, one red and one white.
"Alright, we'll be on our way immediately." The middle-aged woman replied. She put away the two jade boxes and was about to leave.
"Wait, Senior Martial Sister Chen, Brother Li, wait." A clear female voice suddenly rang out.
As soon as the voice fell, a woman in a red dress with delicate features walked in. It was Mu Wanwan.
"Eh, Junior Martial Sister Mu, you've come out of seclusion?" The middle-aged woman asked curiously.
"Yes, Senior Martial Sister Chen, Brother Li, I heard that an Elder of the Dark Corpse Sect with the surname Wang has formed his Nascent Soul. Is this person called Wang Changsheng?" Mu Wanwan asked.
The middle-aged woman nodded. Her eyes flashed as she asked curiously, "Yes, this person successfully formed his Nascent Soul a month ago. He invited us to the Nascent Soul Ceremony. Why, Junior Martial Sister Mu, are you going?"
"I still have things to do, so I won't be going. However, I have a gift for Senior Wang." Mu Wanwan flipped her palm and a red wooden box appeared in her hand.
"There are two Class 6 Purple Cloud Scorpion Cores in here. Help me give them to Senior Wang as a gift!" Mu Wanwan handed the red wooden box to the middle-aged woman and said lightly.
"What? Two Class 6 Monster Cores? Junior Martial Sister Mu, we've already taken out three thousand-year-old Spiritual Herbs and five kilograms of Gold Essence as a gift. I think a Class 6 Monster Core will do! "The middle-aged woman said with a frown.
"These two Class 6 Monster Cores are given under my personal name. It has nothing to do with the sect. If you don't agree, then I'll go personally." Mu Wanwan frowned and said lightly.
"Alright! I'll help you deliver them. Do you want me to help you deliver a message? "The middle-aged woman responded and asked.
"Just say that I, Mu Wanwan, congratulate him on forming his Nascent Soul. That's all." Mu Wanwan thought for a moment and said.
"Alright, we'll definitely deliver the gift and the message."
"I still have things to do, so I won't disturb you." Mu Wanwan nodded and turned into a streak of red light as she flew away.
"What's the relationship between Junior Martial Sister Mu and Senior Wang? She's actually willing to give two Class 6 Monster Cores to Senior Wang. "The middle-aged woman said with some interest.
"Alright, don't ask too much about Junior Martial Sister Mu. Leave immediately! Remember, you must deliver Junior Martial Sister Mu's gift and message. "The middle-aged man was a little worried.
"Yes, Senior Martial Brother Sect Master." The middle-aged woman responded and turned into two streaks of light as she flew away with a man.
… ….
Nanjiang, Five Immortal Mountain.
A group of Foundation Establishment cultivators was patrolling the void near a purple palace.
The leader was a tall middle-aged man. He was leading the patrol team. The spiritual energy in the air suddenly tumbled chaotically, forming countless spiritual energy vortexes in the blink of an eye.
The cultivators riding on the Spirit Birds were fine, as their Spirit Birds swayed. However, the cultivators riding on flying magic tools were unlucky. Five to six cultivators lost control of their flying magic tools, and they plummeted to the ground together with their magic tools.
A few screams sounded. These cultivators fell from hundreds of feet into the void and fell to the ground. They were immediately smashed into meat paste.
The middle-aged man didn't have time to check on his subordinates. He saw countless specks of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye appear in the surrounding void. These spiritual energy were multicolored, dimming and brightening. They contained extremely pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth, appearing dazzling and beautiful to the extreme.
The middle-aged man and the others rode their spiritual birds and floated in the air. Looking at the strange situation in front of them, they were dumbstruck.
Within a hundred miles with the purple palace as the center, a large amount of multicolored spiritual energy appeared.
At the same time the spiritual energy changed, there were hundreds and thousands of Five Poison Sect disciples within a hundred miles. They also felt the change in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
These disciples didn't feel good. Those above Foundation Establishment were still fine. They could barely maintain their composure.
The Qi Condensation disciples, on the other hand, clearly felt an immense spiritual pressure, and even found it difficult to breathe.
Under fear, these cultivators all sat down and adjusted their breathing.
On a mountain in the northwest corner of Five Immortal Mountain, there stood a dazzling giant palace. Around the palace, there were several groups of disciples patrolling.
In a secret room, a yellow-robed old man with a withered face was inhaling and exhaling. This person was Tong Tianqi.
The moment the multicolored spiritual energy appeared hundreds of miles away, Tong Tianqi's long eyebrows trembled. He opened his eyes and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
He immediately stopped and turned into a yellow light that flew out of the cave.
A moment later, Tong Tianqi appeared in the void near the purple palace. Not far in front of him, Li Jiao stood on a forty to fifty foot long purple centipede. Her face was full of joy.
Tong Tianqi looked at the purple palace with a grave expression. His expression was uncertain.
"Tong Tianqi, Yun'er has formed her Nascent Soul. Now you have nothing to say!" Li Jiao said with a faint smile.
"Hmph, since Qu'er has formed her Nascent Soul, then let her take charge of the Five Poison Sect. However, don't think about using the emperor to order his vassals. Now that Qu'er has become a Yuanying cultivator, she won't listen to you like before. Perhaps, the first thing she will deal with will be you." Tong Tianqi snorted and sneered.
"You don't have to worry about that. However, during this period of time, you should stay away from here. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if there were any misunderstandings." Li Jiao said coldly. The threat was obvious.
Hearing this, Tong Tianqi raised his eyebrows. He turned into a yellow light and flew away. With a few flashes, he disappeared.
"Using the emperor to order his vassals? The crown prince is in my hands. I can still order the Five Poison Sect. "Li Jiao muttered to herself in a low voice. A cold light flashed in her eyes.
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