Chapter 611 Congratulatory gift (please subscribe for more updates!)
It's night time.
The matter of Sang Qingfeng transforming into gods and celestial phenomena immediately became the most important topic of conversation in the entire Kongsangfang City.
Many monks were very excited, talking about Qing Hezi's deeds with relish.
After all, the other party and the ancestors of the Wang family gave them the hope of breaking through to a higher realm!
But soon, they discovered that they knew almost nothing about that 'Qinghezi', they only knew that he was a senior with a good appetite, who was also good at formations, and secretly bought some Xuanmingyuan spirits …
Many monks went to Sangqing Peak with three steps, one knock, five steps and one bow, hoping to become the disciple of this ancestor of Huashen, and they have soared to the sky since then.
There are still many who want to give gifts, send furnace tripods... to climb up the relationship.
However, they finally found out that Sang Qingfeng’s formation has always been closed, and even if the monk Yuanying issued a greeting card in person, it was difficult to get an interview, so they couldn’t help but feel very helpless...
After March.
Fang Xi drank a cup of spiritual tea first, and then unhurriedly took out a card from a pile of greeting cards.
'Wuping Mountain Xiyi Sanren? '
Looking at the taboo on the greeting card, Fang Xi also remembered.
This person is a Nascent Soul Loose Cultivator who occupies Wuping Mountain and is quite famous in Kongsangfang City.
Just…
What attracted his attention was not Xiyi Sanren's cultivation, but something hidden in this invitation.
Hum!
Fang Xi flicked his sleeves, and a beam of magic light flew out, wrapping this greeting card.
The next moment!
The worship post ignited spontaneously without any wind, and there were dense patterns among them, which were impressively a talisman!
"This talisman is highly attainable... There is also a hint of God Transformation hidden in it..."
"So sneaky, it's probably related to the Blackwater Sect...The Xiyi Sanren seems to be the hidden vein inheritance of the Blackwater Sect..."
Fang Xi thought in his heart, and saw a cloud of water vapor emerge, mobilizing the surrounding water spiritual power, turning into a water mirror.
In the water mirror, a figure emerged.
This person was pale, dressed in black, about thirty years old, with a dark watermark between his eyebrows.
Fang Xi recognized this person's appearance, and it was none other than Venerable Hei Miao, the ancestor of the God of Transformation of the Black Water Sect among various jade slips.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for successfully transforming into a god!"
Venerable Hei Miao in the water mirror saluted, with a very kind smile: "But fellow Taoists, do you know...you are already in disaster!?"
"..."
Fang Xi didn't respond, her heart didn't fluctuate, and she even wanted to laugh.
Since ancient times, no matter liars, lobbyists, counselors... seem to like the idea of stealing people first, and there are not ten or eight **** disasters, and they are too embarrassed to go out to greet people when disaster is imminent.
Seeing Fang Xi brewing another cup of spiritual tea for himself and slowly savoring it, Venerable Hei Miao felt a little embarrassed, but he still said it to himself: "Fellow Daoist, do you know that my Black Water Sect Why was it destroyed? The Yulongzong is really not a good person... The so-called shortage of offerings is just an excuse, and it has been regularly harvesting the power of transforming gods in its jurisdiction, and feeding that evil dragon with us Nascent Soul!"
The Nascent Soul of a monk is extremely delicious for monsters, and it can also greatly increase the cultivation base.
This is true for Nascent Soul cultivators, but the natural effect of Huashen cultivators is better.
If that Void-Returning Flood Dragon often swallows the monk's Nascent Soul, maybe there is hope for promotion and integration in the future!
Fang Xi's heart moved, and then she said with a smile: "I would like to hear the details..."
"Before my Black Water Sect, it was the 'Qingping Sect' that ruled this place, and before the 'Qingping Sect', it was the 'Sanshui Gang'...The demise of these forces all have one thing in common—after a period of prosperity, There are continuous monks who have transformed themselves from the door!"
Venerable Hei Miao gritted his teeth and said: "We are waiting for Sunset Plain, Xuanmingyuan, Baigu Mountain...any of the powers of transforming gods under the rule of Yulongzong are all regarded as blood food harvested regularly, and used to feed those evil dragons... As far as I know, relying on these methods, Yulongzong has continuously cultivated several fifth-order flood dragons with the transformation of gods! Now that you have become a god, you will soon enter the vision of Yulongzong. It is not a big disaster Is it coming?"
"I see…"
Fang Xi listened, but thoughtful.
I feel that with the temperament of a cultivator, it is really possible to do such a thing.
The Huashen Sect is too strong, which will affect the rule of Yulongzong. Harvesting the Huashen Sect regularly can not only cut off hidden dangers, but also increase the background of your own sect...Idiots don't do this kind of thing!
‘No wonder the ‘True Blood Pill’ feels a bit strange to me, it seems that it is for Jiaolong, not for people...’
‘It’s just that, it seems that Yulongzong’s monsters are too strong, and it’s easy to turn against customers...’
Venerable Hei Miao saw Fang Xi leisurely sipping tea, and couldn't help admiring Fang Xi's skill in nourishing Qi: "Fellow Daoist seems to have a plan in mind?"
"Neither..."
Fang Xi gently put down the teacup: "It's just that Yulongzong has just harvested the Blackwater Sect, so it may not be possible to make a big move... What's more, I have no plans to establish a sect or a family. Not very good?"
Venerable Hei Miao was speechless for a long time, and spit out a sentence: "Fellow Taoist is really free and easy, which is enviable!"
"My generation of monks, don't do such nonsense, if you want to win me over, it depends on what you want?"
Fang Xi's mouth curved slightly.
"It's not to win over, my Blackwater Sect has decided to move out of the Yulongzong's sphere of influence, only the old man is reluctant to part with this hometown..."
'I don't think I can let go of hatred, right? '
Fang Xi groaned in her heart.
"It's definitely a matter of mutual benefit for our two families to help each other. If nothing else... Fellow Daoists have just been promoted to Transformation God, so there must be many puzzles about the cultivation of this realm, and my Blackwater Sect has passed down countless generations anyway. The large number of letters and experience notes left by the ancestors of the gods are definitely helpful to the cultivation of fellow Taoists. In addition, there are also panacea suitable for monks who transform gods to increase mana..." Venerable Hei Miao said seriously.
In his view, this is indeed a matter of mutual benefit.
"Is there a fifth-order psychic treasure?"
Fang Xi saw that Venerable Hei Miao had promised nothing but benefits, so she couldn't help asking.
Venerable Hei Miao was silent for a moment, and then he continued: "There is only one psychic treasure in our sect, and it has been kept by the Great Elder personally..."
"Sigh... I didn't expect that all the cultivators in the Earth Immortal Realm are so poor!?"
Fang Xi was speechless for a while, and then said: "It's not an alliance to hide your head and show your tail like this. I can pretend that I have never met a fellow Taoist..."
With a wave of his hand, a stream of magic fire emerged and landed on the mirror.
Chichi!
The pitch-black magic fire quickly spread out, covering the water mirror.
In less than a moment, the water mirror turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated.
"Alas... these forces are too stingy, they don't even give a fifth-order psychic treasure, and they want me to work for them..."
Fang Xi couldn't help complaining.
Of course, he also knows that even if the Huashen sect has treasures, it is natural to keep them for their own Huashen sect.
What is it to give to outsiders?
The price of this wooing is too heavy.
However, this is exactly what he wants.
He had no intention of forming an alliance with the Blackwater Sect.
Choose an ally, naturally choose the strong!
There is no doubt that Yulongzong is the strongest in this region!
Maybe there is a giant kun in the Xuanmingyuan that is comparable to returning to the void, but the other party not only does not go ashore, but also does not even come to the shallow sea, which is actually nothing.
It is only natural for the weak to prey on the strong!
…
One month later.
Two beams of light floated on the top of Sangqing Peak, looking at the dark formation below, they all looked very dignified.
One of them wore a yellow robe, dressed very well, looked middle-aged, with a little frost on his temples, he must have been a handsome man when he was young.
The other person is short in stature, wearing a torn linen robe, with half black and half white beard and hair, and hands like chicken feet, like an old beggar who doesn't look amazing.
"Fellow Daoist Capture Dragon..."
The middle-aged monk in the yellow robe cupped his hands: "This is here..."
"Sure enough, it's a fifth-order formation... That Qinghezi has some skills." The old beggar took out a chicken **** from nowhere, gnawed on it with endless aftertaste, and poured wine from the broken gourd around his waist from time to time, really doing whatever he wanted , chic and uninhibited.
The patriarch of the Wang family did not dare to neglect this Dragon Capturer.
Because the other party is from Yulongzong, although his cultivation base is similar to him, they are all in the early stage of transforming gods, but the monks of Yulongzong are famous for their skills of controlling beasts. beast!
In a real fight, the patriarch of the Wang family is by no means an opponent—not to mention that the opponent represents a big sect behind him!
"When I first heard the news, I was also very surprised. I had to end the retreat in a hurry to see this immortal cultivator."
Although the patriarch of the Wang family spoke highly of him, Qin Longzi smiled slightly and didn't say much at all.
Not long after, the formation parted a passage, and Fang Xi, who was dressed in black, stood at the entrance of the passage, cupping her fists as a salute: "I have seen two fellow Taoists, please come in and serve tea..."
The patriarch of the Wang family and Qin Longzi looked at each other, and they turned into two beams of light, entering the pitch-black formation.
Both of them are cultivators who transform themselves into gods, and they each have their own extraordinary hole cards. They don't believe that Fang Xi can do anything to them.
What's more, Yulongzong is standing behind them!
"Is this still Sang Qingfeng?"
As soon as he entered the formation, the patriarch of the Wang family saw the ancestor demon tree planted next to Sangqing Peak, whose crown had already surpassed the peak.
"This tree is not simple..."
Qin Longzi looked at the tree and muttered to himself.
"This is a heaven and earth spiritual root transplanted by me, which happens to be eye-catching..."
A black-robed man came over, his shoulders were cut like a knife, and his brows were full of coldness: "I don't know what the two fellow Taoists are here for?"
"Hehe, congratulations to Fellow Daoist Qinghezi for being promoted to Transformation God, we are here to congratulate you."
The patriarch of the Wang family smiled slightly, and opened a brocade box: "This is a ten thousand-year elixir—'Cloud cotton ginseng', which is a little gift from my Wang family."
"Sure enough, you are still Wang Daoyou, you are rich, and I am an old man who has nothing..."
Qinlongzi groped left and right in his bosom, and finally took out a bone that he didn't know where it came from: "My Yulongzong also congratulates fellow Taoist for being promoted to become a god, and I send this bone as a congratulation!"
(end of this chapter)