In the following period of time, Li Jiumei absorbed and refined the power of the Divine Soul left by Chiyou, while Qin Haodong refined elixirs beside her.
Although the efficiency and quality of the elixir refining were somewhat reduced without the little fellow's help, his current cultivation had been raised to the ninth level of the Supreme Power Realm, which was enough to make up for the previous gap.
The most important thing was that the quality of the medicinal materials was too good. Any one of them was more than 5,000 years old, and the elixirs refined were much more effective than the previous ones.
After refining enough Spirit Culturing Elixirs and Energy-gathering Elixirs, Qin Haodong tried to refine higher-level Spirit Elixirs and Saint Breaking Elixirs.
In the past, he did not have the corresponding medicinal materials and his cultivation was low, so he could not refine such high-level elixirs, but now he had the conditions.
Soon, the Spirit Raising Elixirs were fresh out of the furnace. The effect of this elixir was similar to that of Energy-gathering Elixirs, but the effect was much better. A warrior at the Supreme Power Realm could improve his cultivation by one level.
The Saint Breaking Elixir could double the chances of a level nine supreme power master breaking through the bottleneck of the Saint Realm. Although this kind of elixir was precious, he did not refine too many of them. After all, there were only a few level nine supreme power masters around him.
Three days later, Qin Haodong refined enough elixirs and Li Jiumei also finished her cultivation. Her aura was countless times stronger than before. She had reached the ninth level of the Supreme Power Realm.
Qin Haodong said, "You're finally awake. Congratulations, you're now a level nine supreme power master."
Li Jiumei said with a happy face, "Chiyou's Incantation of God of War is really amazing. It's much stronger than the cultivation methods we practiced before, and his Divine Soul is also strong enough."
"Although I'm now a level nine supreme power master, I've only absorbed a small part of it. If I absorb all of it, I can at least enter the threshold of the Saint Realm."
Qin Haodong said, "You can't be too hasty in your cultivation. Your original cultivation is too low. If you improve too much at once, it will easily cause your foundation to be unstable. You'd better consolidate it for a period of time before continuing to improve."
Li Jiumei said, "I think so too. Now I have to go out and tell my people about Chiyou and pass on the Incantation of God of War to them."
"Only when my people become stronger quickly can we resist the invasion of the Alien Demons and fulfill Chiyou's last wish."
Qin Haodong nodded. "I can help you!"
As they spoke, the two of them walked in the direction they came from and soon arrived at the entrance of the forbidden area.
Li Jiumei had obtained Chiyou's inheritance, which naturally included the way to open the forbidden area. She reached out and patted the cave wall beside her, and the entrance above slowly opened.
Although they had stayed in the forbidden area for three days, Li Wanquan had been guarding the entrance of the cave with his clansmen.
When they saw Qin Haodong and Li Jiumei coming out, they immediately surrounded them excitedly.
Li Wanquan grabbed Li Jiumei's hand and asked nervously, "Jiumei, how is it? Did you obtain Chiyou's inheritance? "
Li Jiumei nodded and said to all the clansmen, "Chiyou's spirit is in heaven. I have obtained all his inheritance. In the future, I will pass on Chiyou's Tactics of God of War and other cultivation methods to our clansmen. In the future, our Jiuli Tribe will become stronger and stronger."
"Hooray! Long live Chiyou! Long live the Saintess! "
"Great! Our Jiuli Tribe can finally rise!"
"After so many years, we finally got it. We are the descendants of Chiyou!"
After hearing the news, the clansmen of the Hmong Village were so excited that they burst into tears. They had been guarding here for thousands of years, and today they finally got what they wanted.
After cheering, many clansmen of the Jiuli Tribe surrounded Qin Haodong and Li Jiumei and returned to the village.
When the crowd dispersed, Li Jiumei immediately asked Li Wanquan to gather dozens of core members of the Jiuli Tribe together. Then she told them how Chiyou died and the invasion of the Alien Demons.
After listening to her, everyone was shocked. This was completely different from the belief they had followed for thousands of years. Chiyou was not killed by the Yellow Emperor, but died in the battle with the Alien Demons.
If it were not for the fact that Li Jiumei was the Saintess of the village and that the Divine Son and the Saintess had just returned from the forbidden area, they would really think that he was talking nonsense.
Li Jiumei said, "According to the instructions of Chiyou, our Jiuli Tribe should improve our strength as soon as possible, and then prepare to fight with the Alien Demons to protect the safety of our Human Clan."
Li Wanquan said, "Since this is the instruction of Chiyou, our Jiuli Tribe will not hesitate. If the Alien Demons appear, we will fight them to the end even if we have to fight to the last man."
After he finished speaking, the other clansmen also agreed with him and were filled with righteous indignation. As the descendants of the God of War, they naturally could not flinch in the face of the invasion of the Alien Demons.
At this time, Qin Haodong said, "Everyone, the Alien Demons killed the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou. It can be seen that they are powerful, so it is not enough for us to be fearless. We have to improve our ability as soon as possible."
"This time, Jiumei brought back the inheritance of Chiyou. Please cultivate as soon as possible. I can help you improve quickly."
Li Jiumei also said, "Haodong is right. I brought back the God of War Incantation of Chiyou from the Forbidden Area. Now I will pass it to you. Please have a look."
After that, she explained the cultivation method of the God of War Incantation to everyone present. Everyone sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice the God of War Incantation according to Li Jiumei's explanation.
They were the descendants of the Jiuli Tribe and had the blood of the God of War, so it was twice the result with half the effort to cultivate Chiyou's God of War Incantation.
Soon, these people mastered the God of War Incantation and began to run a large circle. Then the crackling sound of breaking through was endless.
These people were all elites of the Hmong Village. Because of the cultivation method, their cultivation had been stagnant for many years. Now that they had obtained the God of War Incantation, their previous bottlenecks were broken and their cultivation was rapidly improved.
Li Wanquan, Li Longhai and Song Ying had all reached the ninth level of Covert Power. After obtaining the God of War Incantation, they were eager to break through.
But after a long time, although they touched the bottleneck of the Supreme Power Realm, they still could not break through.
Qin Haodong stepped behind Li Wanquan, stretched out his palm and patted his Baihui acupoint on the top of his head.
Li Wanquan felt a thunderclap in his mind and the bottleneck that had blocked him for many years was broken. Then his Genuine Qi surged like a river and he instantly broke through to the Supreme Power Realm.
Then Qin Haodong took out a newly refined Energy-gathering Pill and stuffed it into Li Wanquan's mouth. Li Wanquan felt countless pure Genuine Qi rising from his dantian, and his cultivation was faintly moving towards the second level of the supreme power realm.
Next, he helped Li Longhai and Song Ying to break through the bottleneck of the Guru Realm. Then, he walked among the clansmen with elixirs in his hand, distributing elixirs according to everyone's cultivation level.
With the pills in their mouths, these clansmen who had already broken through once began to break through again. Some people improved by two levels, and some people improved by three or four levels in succession.
In less than half a day, these core members of the Hmong Village had been reborn and everyone's cultivation had made great progress.
After finishing his cultivation, Li Wanquan came to Qin Haodong and said gratefully, "Little Qin, you are really the Divine Son of our Hmong Village. I thank you on behalf of all the people of the Jiuli Tribe."
Behind him, the other clansmen also bowed to Qin Haodong and shouted in unison, "Thank you, Divine Son. Thank you, little magic doctor!"
Qin Haodong quickly helped Li Wanquan up and said, "Grandpa, it's nothing. Our top priority now is to improve our strength so that we can fight against the Alien Demons together in the future."
Then he said, "Grandpa, where are the people we caught a few days ago? Can you take me to have a look? "
Li Wanquan said, "They are locked up in our village. Let's go and have a look together."
These people had been locked up in the Hmong Village since they were caught. These days, he had been paying attention to the Forbidden Area and did not have time to interrogate them.
Li Wanquan took Qin Haodong and Li Jiumei to the back mountain of the Hmong Village. It was a simple prison. Generally, people in the Hmong Village would be locked up here if they made a mistake.
The guard here was a junior of the Li Wanquan family named Li Dabao. When he saw Li Wanquan, he hurried over.
"How are those people?" Li Wanquan asked.
"Chief, they are all locked up inside."
Li Dabao said as he opened the door. In fact, there were not many people caught inside, only seven or eight. Many black-clothed men were killed on the spot by the angry clansmen.
After all, breaking into the Forbidden Area was a capital crime in the eyes of the Jiuli Tribe. If Qin Haodong had not ordered to keep them alive, these people would not have survived.
Walking into the prison, Qin Haodong looked at these black-clothed men. These people were more or less injured. They had only eaten some water and gruel in the past few days and were dying.
Qin Haodong came to the black-clothed leader whose legs and arm had been cut off. He could not help but frown slightly. At this time, there was no breath in this man. It seemed that he had been dead for a long time.
He bent down and pulled off the mask on the black-clothed man's face, revealing an oriental face. But his face was livid. Obviously, he had committed suicide by taking poison.
Seeing that he was dead, Li Wanquan frowned and turned to Li Dabao behind him and said, "What's wrong with you? Why did you kill him? "
Li Dabao said with a wronged expression, "I don't know. He was fine last night. How did he die today?"
Qin Haodong shook his head. These Hmong people were still too simple. They had no experience in guarding against Men of Sacrifice, nor did they have any awareness of interrogation.
Seeing that Qin Haodong was a little unhappy, Li Wanquan scolded Li Dabao, "Useless thing. You can't even do such a simple thing. You're not allowed to eat tonight."
Li Dabao looked aggrieved and murmured, "This guy is dead. He killed so many of our clansmen. It's not a pity."
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