Cultivating Immortality: Taming Beasts in the Sect

[Consume the origin of the mist beast, successfully feed the red snake, and obtain 40,000 essence points! 】

[Consume the origin of the mist beast, successfully feed the golden-winged eagle, and obtain 40,000 essence points! 】

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As the system prompt sounded, Yu Changsheng was slightly surprised, and then his smile became even wider.

"It seems that the origins of the Blood Moon Wolf Mist Beasts that were devoured by the Blood Moon Wolf King were not wasted. They are also included in the calculation. Now you can start with 80,000 essence points. Good, good, good."

Yu Changsheng smiled so much that his eyes changed subtly. Staring at the red snake and the golden-winged eagle.

After the red snake and the golden-winged eagle swallowed the origin of the mist beast, a fierce red light quickly rose from their bodies. While their bodies were heating up, their cultivation bottlenecks were shaken, and their cultivation levels rose rapidly. After a while, the auras on the two beasts reached To the extreme, there was a muffled sound, an invisible wave spread out around them, and two white lights flashed.

[The Red Refined Snake successfully advanced to the second level and fifth level and gained 10,000 essence points! 】

[The golden-winged eagle successfully advanced to the fifth level and obtained 10,000 essence points! 】

Feeling the cultivation feedback coming from his body at the same time, Yu Changsheng was immediately elated and in a good mood.

"I got 100,000 essence points directly in this wave. Okay, okay, give me more of this Blood Moon Wolf King. Finally, it's worth all the hard work I've put in for so long. Yes, it's worth it."

Yu Changsheng nodded secretly, feeling the continuous advancement of cultivation in his body, and pondered slightly.

"The further you get to the back, the slower the spiritual platform solidifies. Now my three beasts have all reached the second-level and fifth-level realm, but my spiritual platform has only reached less than 70% of the realm... "

Yu Changsheng smacked his tongue secretly, glanced at the sky, and shook his head helplessly:

"But my cultivation speed is not too slow. Take your time. I hope I can gain something in this secret realm."

At this moment, the night faded, and the dark red sky gradually became brighter. Although it was still dim red, it was less dark, and the iconic blood moon also quietly dissipated.

The surrounding fog shrouded again, completely turning from dark red to white. Perhaps the battle between Yu Changsheng and the Blood Moon Wolf King had a certain shocking effect, but no other existence attacked Yu Changsheng again.

Yu Changsheng glanced around, took out two pills to recover, always keeping his condition at its peak, and continued walking deeper into the depths with vigilance.

"One day has passed in three days. We need to speed up."

Exhaling slowly, Yu Changsheng thought for a moment, and the three spiritual beasts surrounded each other, exploring each other forward.

This piece of white mist is very majestic. Unlike the first two pieces of white mist that Yu Changsheng saw before, it gradually dissipated after killing almost all the fog beasts in it. The destruction of the Blood Moon wolves, for this white mist, Basically no impact.

"It would be great if we encounter mist beasts like the Blood Moon Wolf Pack again."

Within the white mist, Yu Changsheng walked forward with three spiritual beasts and muttered something, but he also knew that fog beasts like the Blood Moon Wolf Pack were only a handful after all, and it was not bad to encounter them once. You also need to be strong enough, otherwise it may not be a chance, but a disaster.

Along the way, Ling Ling Zongzong encountered some fog beasts, and the harvest was optimistic.

The concentration of the white mist is not static. It varies depending on the area. Some areas are invisible and difficult to reach, while some areas are thin and close to the water, with only a thin layer.

For example, at this moment, the white mist near Yu Changsheng was very light, and the gentle breeze revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

"Buzz..."

Yu Changsheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, focused his consciousness, and looked forward. The white mist was sparse, and the wind coming from unknown sources blew slowly by, with a hint of haziness like clouds. What appeared in front of him was a huge stone forest. A rough estimate is that it is probably 10,000 acres wide.

The high rocks stand straight into the sky, like mountains, standing one by one, with strange shapes and rugged rocks, like swords and sharp edges, with simple lines on them, showing the traces of time.

The most eye-catching thing is the stone peak in the center. The upper half of it has been cut off at the waist, revealing a smooth surface, which is not natural, but more man-made.

"Such a strong sword intent..."

Yu Changsheng exhaled, narrowed his eyes slightly, felt the tingling sensation in his mind, and his consciousness shrank slightly.

"These were all cut off with a sword?"

Yu Changsheng pondered, and after confirming that there was no danger around him, he walked forward and gently touched the smooth surface of one of the stone peaks, his expression a little awkward.

I don’t know how long this stone peak has existed here, but under Yu Changsheng’s consciousness, I can still feel the sword marks remaining on this stone peak, as well as the faint sound of the sword, as if returning from ancient times, echoing Yunxiao, after years of erosion, can still make people feel the sharp sword intent.

"What kind of strength can you wield this sword... and there are still traces of it left to this day."

Yu Changsheng frowned, and the golden-winged eagle flew high, conveying the scenery in his eyes to Yu Changsheng, and he could see the landforms of this place clearly, covering an area of ​​ten thousand acres, with scattered stone peaks, many of which had collapsed, and the rest looked shaky.

There were countless gravels on the ground. Yu Changsheng thought for a moment and walked towards the depths of the stone forest. Here, the white mist was already very sparse, and more of it was clouds. Under it, there were countless fairylands. flavor.

"Buzzing..."

The further inside he went, the more intense the sound of the sword ringing in his ears became. The sword intent in the void was faintly waiting to be unleashed, turning into a thorn in the spirit, just like substance, oppressing the soul.

Fortunately, Yu Changsheng's soul is powerful, and just this residual charm has basically no impact on Yu Changsheng.

"This is... Si Jian Ya?"

After lighting a stick of incense, Yu Changsheng stopped. The sword power here seemed to him to be the strongest.

And here, a gigantic boulder, comparable to the end of a mountain, with an extremely smooth surface, obviously cut open by someone's sword, stands still. On the top of it, the words "Si Jian Ya" are engraved with a sword. flamboyant.

What's more, the infinite sword intent, through the font, seems to be emanating from the substance, suppressing the void, buzzing, and still retaining its edge through the years.

Yu Changsheng thought for a moment, slowly closed his eyes, concentrated his consciousness on one point, and attached it to the thought of the sword. Just for a moment, a Lingtian sword suddenly rushed out of his mind, and slashed at it with unparalleled momentum!

"hiss……"

Yu Changsheng was in pain, so he quickly cut off this ray of spiritual thought, panting slightly, his face turned pale.

"What an amazing sword intent."

After a while, Yu Changsheng took a deep breath and suppressed the feeling of heart palpitations.

If the wind had a shape, what would it be?

Yu Changsheng didn't know that the wind was invisible and without quality. It passed by without leaving any trace, but the wind in Si Jian Ya at this moment had other meanings.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The howling wind, carrying the vicissitudes of history, mixed with the messy sound of swords, is like a weather-beaten old man telling the story of this place slowly, bit by bit, with tears in his eyes, unwilling to disappear in the years. .

Yu Changsheng looked calm and stretched out his hand to gently touch the smooth stone wall. Most of the remaining sword marks had dissipated so far, so there was no danger.

This piece of thinking sword edge is so big that you can't see the edge at a glance. Due to the remaining sword essence, Yu Changsheng didn't dare to let it out rashly. He could only move lightly, looking step by step, and follow this thinking sword edge. Go down.

"Who is this?"

After walking like this for a stick of incense, Yu Changsheng slowly stopped. Leaning against a stone in front of him, a skeleton stood there abruptly. There was no flesh and blood on the body, only the bones were left. It was full of traces of historical wind and frost. The hollow eyes of the skull look into the distance of Sijianya.

Yu Changsheng pondered, and after thinking for a while, he determined that there was no danger around him, and then he walked forward and observed carefully.

Due to the ever-present sword intent of Si Jian Ya, the owner of this corpse may not be low in cultivation, but under such circumstances, it is difficult to preserve the physical body intact.

Now, all that's left is just a skeleton, which looks a bit eerie at first glance.

In addition to this corpse, placed next to it is a storage bag, quietly placed on the bottom of the foot.

Yu Changsheng took a deep breath, cupped his fists and bowed to the skeleton frame, and carefully picked up the storage bag.

"Although I don't know who the senior is, to be able to appear in this Fantasy Mist Beast Valley, he is probably a senior of my Wanxiang Sect, a disciple of the inner sect of the Wanxiang Sect's Beast Control Peak. I checked rashly and asked my senior not to blame me if he has a spirit in the sky. .”

Yu Changsheng muttered, with a hint of expectation, a trace of mana surged from his fingers, and he slowly opened the storage bag.

I don’t know how many years this storage bag has gone through, and the internal space is already shaky and extremely unstable. So much so that when Yu Changsheng opened it, he was gentle and cautious.

Under the exploration with spiritual consciousness, the scene in the storage bag can be seen at a glance.

Inside, there are first a mountain of spiritual stones piled up. The spiritual light is huge and very dazzling. At a glance, there are probably hundreds of thousands of them.

Moving his gaze from Lingshi Mountain, Yu Changsheng exhaled and continued to look at other things.

The remaining items, some bottles and jars, are only very good. Under the traces of time, the elixirs in them have either lost all their effectiveness, or they have dissipated into ashes and disappeared.

"What a pity. What a wonderful pill." Yu Changsheng shook his head and sighed lightly, looking a little regretful.

As an alchemist, he could probably tell what some of the other elixirs were based on the residual smell of this elixir, and they were all valuable elixirs.

However, it cannot withstand the erosion of time.

After exhaling, Yu Changsheng didn't pay much attention to it and continued to look. Apart from that, there was only one skill.

"Practice magic..."

Yu Changsheng pondered, took out the technique to check, slowly turned the pages, frowned, and then showed a smile.

"Since it is a follow-up to practicing the magical skills, yes, this trip is worthwhile."

Within the skill, it is the middle level skill of practicing divine skill. Now Yu Changsheng's mastery of magical skills is only in the upper register, which can at most allow him to reach the peak of the golden elixir.

In other words, even if Yu Changsheng continues to add more points, the most it can only support him is to break through to the peak of the golden elixir, because the upper limit of the magical skills in the previous volume is here.

But now that he has obtained the follow-up divine training method in advance, it is indeed an unexpected surprise for Yu Changsheng.

"Now, I have cultivated enough to reach the Purple Mansion. Being able to possess such a skill as practicing divine arts, it seems that I am indeed a senior of my Wanxiang Sect's Beast Control Peak."

Yu Changsheng smiled slightly, put away the magic technique, thought for a moment, and bowed to the skeleton again.

"Ashes will return to dust, dust will return to dust. I don't know who you are, senior, but since I have met you, let's return your soul to your hometown. It's quite scary to be exposed outside all the time."

Yu Changsheng was serious, his fingers flashed with sharp edges, and he dug down at that moment. After a while, a fairly spacious hole appeared.

"Done."

Patting the dirt on his body, Yu Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, looked at the skeleton, followed its tilted head, and looked at Sijianya.

"Huh……"

Yu Changsheng was surprised and moved forward slowly, only to see lines of small words engraved on the corner of Sijianya, which were inconspicuous.

Yu Changsheng was curious and read it out in a low voice.

"That was the first time I met that mountain, so naturally I couldn't listen to good advice."

"I firmly believe that I can overcome many obstacles. There are many beautiful scenery on the way, but I never stop and look at it. All I see is the mountain. Even if I hit my head and bleed, I think I must be crazy."

"But I just want to climb that mountain so much, but so many people in this world return empty-handed and have low spirits..."

"Every moon I lose is what I deserve to lose, and every starlight I gain is what I deserve."

"After that, over the years, the mountain is a mountain, and I am me. Doing it even though I know it cannot be done is my greatest sincerity, but who is going to define what can and cannot be done?"

The font is elegant and looks very good-looking, but between the lines, there is a sense of stubbornness and a touch of regret.

"Knowing that you can't do something but doing it..."

Yu Changsheng was silent and looked back at the skeleton. It was obvious that this line of writing was written by him during his lifetime.

After a while, Yu Changsheng shook his head, sighed slightly, and continued to look down.

Next to this line of words, there is another line of words, but the font is newer and the lines of words are completely different. It was obviously written by another person.

"In this way we will all go to the eighteenth level of hell... idiot..."

There is only a short line, which is a response to the above, and other than that, there are no other traces.

"He's not even willing to let you keep his bones."

Yu Changsheng exhaled, glanced at it, muttered, turned around and carefully picked up the skeleton, put it into the dug hole, and then slowly filled it in.

"This is better than being exposed."

"With this favor and a little help, my heart will feel much more magnanimous."

After doing all this, Yu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. Everything in the world of immortality is about cause and effect. Since he took other people's things, Yu Changsheng naturally did this kind of easy thing.