The pill that the first sword cultivator after the withered Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree, the only true dragon in the three realms, the glory of the immortal realm, and the resurrected Heng Yue Xing Chen so solemnly handed over, of course, would not be an ordinary mortal product.
What's more, this is the second important occasion for Yunshang Immortal Lord to drink apprenticeship tea in a hundred years.
Nan Fuguang knows Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill. In fact, this is not even the first time she has seen it——
A few days ago, Lu Sang was brought back to Yuntian Sect. She got the key to the treasure house of Yunshang Immortal Lord. She noticed this thing the first time she entered the treasure house under the envious gazes of her fellow disciples.
Xumu's Marrow Cleansing Pill is almost of the same level as the Marrow Cleansing Pill refined from the real dragon scales that Lu Sang will need in the future. The difference is that the latter is made from the dragon scales of the once complete true dragon, while the Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill is made from the essence of the main branch of the Shatuo Cracking Sky Tree that survived at that time.
It is possible to find the complete true dragon scales in the secret realm of the gap now, but the essence of the main branches of the Shatuo Split Sky Tree is completely non-renewable... So in comparison, the Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill seems to be more precious.
One less pill is needed for this marrow cleansing pill. Now in the Three Realms and Six Paths, I am afraid that only this one is left in the treasure house of Immortal Lord Yunshang.
This thing allows cultivators to refine their natural spiritual roots. In other words, it probably has the effect of reborn. For example, there is an upper limit to the total amount of spiritual energy that a cultivator can contain in his body. The higher the values you can get on attributes.
This leads to the saying that a single spiritual root is always regarded as a natural god-given constitution for cultivating immortals and entering Taoism.
Nan Fuguang's innate physique was not particularly good, and the two elements of fire and wood contained a little water attribute impurity, so when she entered the treasure house that day, it was not like she didn't try to reach out for the Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill——
Wash away the wood attribute and ignore a little bit of water attribute impurities, and she is almost a pure fire spirit root.
Among the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, metal and fire spiritual roots are the most suitable for becoming a sword cultivator. As long as she becomes a single fire spiritual root, she can safely and painlessly break through the final stage of foundation building, which is just around the corner.
Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill is really a good thing.
——As good as those magical weapons and immortal weapons that Nan Fuguang threw down on Jingtan.
……
The rarity of Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill is the kind of rarity within the scope of public perception.
At this moment, everyone in the entire hall looked shocked, gasping one after another. People seemed to have suddenly suffered from some strange disease. They kept their mouths shut, but desperately used their elbows to poke the people around them.
Their eyes widened, as if it was worth it to see such a legendary elixir with their own eyes in their lifetime.
So Nan Fuguang didn't know what kind of expression he should show.
His face was fixed on a strange shape that looked helpless, speechless, and a little funny.
She heard someone muttering behind her——
"Isn't it a bit wasteful to use this thing to break through the final stage of foundation building? Isn't it enough to break through from the Nascent Soul to the out-of-body stage?"
Then the voice paused for a moment, and then sighed as if it suddenly realized something.
"Ah, so Senior Sister's qualifications are really not as good as the legend says. I joined the sect late, so I thought it was because I was jealous that she was a disciple of Yunshang Xianzun... It turned out to be It’s really to the point where pills are needed to break through to the final stage of foundation building.”
He said this as if a monk at the Golden Core Stage was walking around.
Nan Fuguang didn't even bother to look back to see who had spoken like this. She stayed where she was for a long time, and in full view of everyone, she did not move forward to take the elixir from Yan Ji'an's hand.
In fact, it was only a few moments of hovering, but it was obviously long enough for Yunshang Immortal who made the action of handing out the elixir——
Yan Ji'an raised his eyebrows calmly, "Riri?"
This time, the ending sounds are upturned, and it is no longer a pleasant and generous declarative sentence, with a trace of confusion.
"No?"
At a stage like Yan Ji'an's, the mortal body has already been refined, and the five senses of hearing, hearing, sight, and vision have been enhanced to the maximum. It is impossible for him not to hear the strange or unpleasant words those people are saying.
But he had no reaction——
He just didn't care what those people said.
He stared at Nan Fuguang firmly, without even a hint of impatience, but with pure confusion and urging, as if to say: I gave you what you wanted, why did you come forward and take it away unhappy? ?
This is the banquet.
He couldn't understand the thoughts of ordinary people at all, and he never thought that the fact that Nan Fuguang was stuck at the end of foundation building might be a great shame for her that could not be disclosed to the world. Looking at him, he just found a solution to this matter. And Nan Fuguang didn't show any joy at his solution, so he would only ask——
No?
These three words were like a magic spell, reminding Nan Fuguang of some past events.
About how she came to be a disciple of Yan Ji'an.
Many years ago, Nan Fuguang's parents were still alive and had not yet traveled far away. They were a loving Taoist couple in the Nascent Soul stage who were relatively well-known in the world of immortality.
Nan Fuguang, who was born in the Yuntian Sect since she was a child, had a sense of belonging to everything in the sect. It wasn't until she was twelve years old that she became angry and became aware of the sea. When she reached the age where she could become an immortal and enter Taoism, she needed a master.
The day of Nan Fuguang's apprenticeship was quite grand. Everyone from the Yuntian Sect, including the sect leader Xie Cong, was there. They were waiting for Nan Fuguang to choose a master he liked, and then he would be quickly included in the ranks of the inner disciples and shine from then on. Fever...
At that time, Nan Fuguang, who was only as high as the belt of most people, walked around the hall, finally climbed up the small stairs, and stopped at the main seat with one hand supporting his chin, looking at the corner majestically. In front of the distracted Yunshang Immortal Lord.
She had long wanted to ask why Yunshang Immortal Lord had never had an apprentice.
Standing in front of the Immortal Lord, the little girl looked back at her parents who looked panicked and wanted to catch her. The round face that had not grown yet clearly said: Dad, I want this.
Nan Fuguang’s biological father: ...Get down here!
At that time, Yunshang Immortal Lord probably sensed that the atmosphere was unusual, so he withdrew his wandering gaze and focused on the little girl lying in front of him.
After a pause, he said: "I am a sword cultivator."
It means: What does the little girl say about making sword statues? Go away.
However, the short-sighted little girl didn't understand. She blinked and imitated his calm tone and said very calmly: "I'll be your apprentice."
Nan Fuguang's logical chain is very clear.
"The Immortal Lord has no other disciples. If I join the Immortal Lord's sect, I will be the only one. My parents are the only one. I have been overbearing since I was a child and cannot learn to share... It will be annoying to compete with others for my master. I Don’t want to be annoying.”
At that time, Yunshang Immortal Lord was speechless by her words. He stayed silent and listened to her question——
"No?"
Later, Nan Fuguang got her wish and climbed up to the exclusive throne of Yunshang Immortal Lord. She hugged his neck and sat in his arms, showing off the Yaoguang sword given by her master with her speechless parents.
Later, she became the only one and did this for many years.
It's a pity that the Yaoguang Sword broke before it could become her natal sword.
"Riri, Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill will be given to you, why don't you?"
...The air seemed to be frozen.
Xie Yunxing, who was next to him, tilted his body, touched Nan Fuguang, who was silent like a corpse, with his shoulder, and lowered his voice: "Okay, I discussed this matter with the Immortal Lord. If you want to kill me, I will admit it." But you should know that if you want to kill him, you will definitely not be able to kill him. And if you plan to ignore him today, I'm afraid we will have to stand here until the moon is above the willow treetops, or simply to the end of the world. You may think it doesn't matter, but as a passerby, I say it's really a bit. Embarrassing..."
She finished speaking in one breath without pausing. Nan Fuguang turned his head and glanced at her, saying softly: "This has nothing to do with you."
Xie Yunxing breathed a sigh of relief that he didn't have to be killed.
But soon she realized that she had relaxed a little too early.
Because the next moment, seeing Nan Fuguang not moving for a long time and refusing to listen to advice, some people in the sect began to think that she was ungrateful——
The group of people who dislike Nan Fuguang are usually highly overlapped with the group of brain-dead admirers of Yunshang Immortal Lord. Now seeing their Immortal Lord being ignored like this is probably more uncomfortable than killing them.
Among them are some people from the Medicine Pavilion.
The elixirs in the hands of the neglected Immortal Lord and the Superimposed Immortal Lord, which they may not even have the chance to touch, let alone refine them in their lifetime, are enough to make them red-eyed.
As the one who was most concerned about food and not fights, Bai Moxi stood up bravely and called out "Senior Sister Fuguang" angrily, saying: "I think it was me who bluntly said last time that you are only at the end of foundation building and are not worthy of Yun. You remember the story of Shangxianzun, so that you Being so anxious to break through the final stage of foundation building... But this is not a bad thing. People are self-aware and motivated. Now that the Immortal Lord takes pity on you and takes out this Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill, you can be regarded as a blessing in disguise - —”
Nan Fuguang raised his eyelids and glanced at the whites of his eyes: "Shut up."
Bai Moxi choked, and not far away, another soft female voice sounded: "Senior sister, what Senior Brother Bai said is not pleasant, but the truth is this. Master is also quite surprised to know that you are worried about the breakthrough. Today, I have I have discussed and decided to give you this marrow cleansing pill to ensure that you enter the golden elixir stage safely and smoothly... There is no harm in this matter, so don't refuse?"
Lu Sang's voice was soft and naturally had a calmness that seemed to soothe people's hearts.
Now she has an identity within the sect—in addition to Shenfeng, she is also the disciple of Zheng'er Ba Jingyan Ji'an and the junior sister of Nan Fuguang—
As soon as she spoke, everyone seemed to have received some promise and they all agreed.
Only Yan Ji'an still seemed not to hear all the sounds and just looked at Nan Fuguang quietly.
Seeing that he didn't move, Bai Moxiu was encouraged by the boos from the crowd, and held his head high: "What Junior Sister Lu Sang said is true! Senior Sister Fuguang, there are so many people here today, in fact everyone knows in their hearts that if the Immortal Master accepts you as a disciple again I feel unhappy... But for so many years, Immortal Master has never promised that you will be the only one in his sect. Now it is a definite fact that Junior Sister Lu Sang will be accepted by Immortal Master. Why do you bother to make trouble again? "
Nan Fuguang frowned: "Didn't I tell you to shut up?"
Bai Moxibustion: "Tsk, tsk, I think you are just stingy and don't know how to behave——"
Interrupting him was Bai Ling flying out of Nan Fuguang's sleeves.
Bai Ling is as agile as a dragon as usual, but it is also different - it is not used in the past. It is just infused with wood attribute aura and swims like tree roots. When it flies out of Nan Fuguang's sleeves, it really looks like tree roots and vines. The branches are wrapped with white silk!
Before Bai Moxi could dodge, layers of white silk wrapped around vines wrapped around his wrist. Nan Fuguang raised his hand, and the thick and strong vines lifted him up several feet into the air!
"Follow the light!"
As the sect leader Xie Cong who was the first to react shouted loudly, Nan Fuguang turned a deaf ear——
Suddenly, the whole hall was shaken!
In the chaos, the bluestone floor shook, and a thick green ancient tree burst out of the ground and rose from the ground!
"Ahhhhhh!"
In the midst of Bai Moxi's screams, the vines stretched as if they were alive. They unhurriedly stretched and wrapped around Bai Moxi's body, which was being carried in the air, like a snake coiling around him, binding him. The vines snaked around his neck. Covered his mouth.
The noisy voice finally disappeared in my ears.
Nan Fuguang took back his sleeves and stood with his hands behind his back. From the beginning to the end, his feet did not move even an inch.
The flying dust dispersed, and people blinked and were shocked to find that there were dense forest branches and leaves everywhere in front of them. The sect's main hall, which was originally big enough to accommodate hundreds of people, was now occupied by huge ancient trees that appeared out of thin air and occupied eight floors.
Above the tree crown, the branches of the ancient tree that grew out of thin air spread almost covering the entire hall, and the roof of the hall made an unbearable "squeaking" sound.
A few wildly growing branches pierced the roof of the hall, and a few beams of sunlight shone down, forming circular spots on the ground.
Under the tree, the white moxibustion wrapped around the branches is like a cicada pupa twisting desperately.
The hall changed from a lively apprenticeship scene to a silent cemetery.
……
Compared to the stunned silence of his fellow disciples, it was obvious that the Yunshang Immortal Master's once-in-a-thousand-year astonishment was more precious.
"No, Master."
Nan Fuguang turned to Yan Ji'an and said calmly.
"I can't use this Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill."
(End of chapter)
The author said: Today’s cake painting master——
Let me ask you whether you are happy or not
Tomorrow will continue to be a very happy shock literature
Then the person who started killing pigs the day after tomorrow never got offline again (crazy drawing of cakes)
Oh, there are also red envelopes, okay