The Xiuxian family can't float

Chapter 282 Ling Yuan was born

Wufang City, within the cave where Ling Yuansheng retreated.

In his middle dantian, a big golden elixir was suspended in the very center, and the spiritual power from the lower dantian kept pouring in.

As more and more spiritual power was absorbed, the golden light of the Great Dan became more and more prosperous.

Just at this moment, the remaining golden pill inside the Great Golden Pill suddenly turned into a trickle again, completely merging with the wrapped Great Golden Pill.

Immediately afterwards, the Great Golden Pill collapsed inward, shrinking in size continuously, and finally formed a marble-sized, shining golden pill, quietly suspended in the center of the middle dantian.

Ling Yuansheng opened his eyes suddenly, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

He opened his mouth, and the golden core slowly flew out of it, suspended above his head, absorbing the spiritual energy in the cave.

The next moment, Jin Dan flew out of the cave and rushed into the spiritual vortex.

At that moment, the aura vortex was dyed golden, and was seen by countless monks in Wufang City, accompanied by a burst of golden core coercion.

There are a large number of low-level monks and even mortals living in the Wufang City, so naturally they will not allow this burst of golden core pressure to sweep all directions.

At the moment when Jindan's coercion went around, Ling Yuansheng's spiritual light suddenly flashed in the sky above the closed cave.

Gradually, a phantom of the mask appeared, which gathered the coercion of the golden core scattered outward, preventing it from sweeping through the Wufang City and causing a large number of deaths of mortals and low-level monks.

Seeing this scene, the monks in the city couldn't help being amazed.

"This... this is the senior Foundation Establishment who retreated and formed alchemy."

"Idiot, I'm already a Jindan real person."

Hearing this, the man reacted.

"Oh, right."

The eyes of many Foundation Establishment monks in the city were full of envy, and some even said: "If I can form alchemy, I will have no regrets in this life."

A white-haired old man paused suddenly while stroking his beard, and said in surprise, "I never thought this person would succeed in forming a pill."

The middle-aged man next to him stood up, looked at everyone with a smile and asked, "This fellow Taoist has successfully formed an alchemy, and I'm going to congratulate him, so I can make some friends. Can all fellow Taoists join us?"

The white-haired old man said: "It is definitely necessary to make friends with the new Golden Core cultivator, but this fellow Taoist has just successfully formed a core. If there is no accident, he should take the opportunity to stabilize the realm first, and then go out."

The words of the white-haired old man were approved by most of the monks present. When the middle-aged man thought about it, it was indeed such a rationale.

The real Gospel, who was always watching Ling Yuansheng's retreat in the cave, withdrew his gaze, a smile appeared on his chubby, shiny face.

"This fellow Taoist has successfully formed alchemy in less than three years. His talent is definitely not low. Maybe he can make some friends."

"However, there is no rush right now. I will hold a banquet to congratulate him after he exits the customs in a stable state."

Thinking of this, the real Gospel couldn't help laughing.

Wufangyuan, in a certain room.

Ancestor Fenghua looked at the golden spiritual vortex, and said with emotion: "There are talented people from generation to generation, so why worry about the indestructible monster race!"

At his height, only the birth of the Nascent Soul cultivator would make him feel apprehensive.

He would not pay attention to a mere Golden Core cultivator.

Although ancestor Fenghua was happy that Yu Ling Yuansheng could not change the situation, but it could increase the strength of the human race.

In the empty room, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Gospel, after this little friend is out of customs, you lead him to this old man."

Not far from Ling Yuansheng's retreat, the voice of Fenghua Patriarch suddenly sounded in the ears of the Gospel Immortal.

"Gospel, after this little friend leaves customs, you lead him to this old man."

Hearing this, the Gospel Master cupped his hands and respectfully said: "My nephew takes orders."

Immediately, he looked curiously at the golden aura vortex.

"Why would Master Uncle want to meet a monk who has just formed an alchemy?"

Although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't dare to go against Master Fenghua's intention and continued to pay attention.

Once Ling Yuansheng leaves the customs, he will go up to visit and lead him to meet Fenghua Patriarch.

Jindan rushed into the spiritual vortex, just like a dragon returning to the sea.

It continuously absorbs the aura around it, and as it absorbs more and more aura, the golden core shines more and more.

Not long after, the golden aura vortex disappeared, and a golden pill shining with dazzling golden light was suspended in the sky above the cave.

Immediately, the golden elixir rushed into the cave.

Ling Yuansheng opened his mouth, and the golden core flew in slowly, and returned to the center of the middle dantian, and the pressure of the golden core that was released was restrained by it.

At this point, Ling Yuansheng finally couldn't help laughing.

"Old man, the golden core is gone!"

After being happy, he quickly regained his composure.

"It will take several years to retreat and stabilize the realm, and now the family is in troubled times, and if you are not careful, you will be transferred to the abyss.

With my current strength, together with Xuan Jia and Jiu Shu, I can easily destroy the Fufeng Qian family.

I'd better rush back to the Liuyun Islands first, unite Xuanjia and Jiushu to destroy the Fufeng Qian family, and then retreat to stabilize the realm with peace of mind. "

Thinking of this, Ling Yuansheng immediately stood up and walked to the stone gate of the cave.

With a wave of his sleeve, the stone gate of the cave that had been closed for nearly three years slowly opened, and the long-lost sunlight instantly shone into the cave.

The two qi cultivators standing outside the cave were obviously taken aback, wondering why the seniors in the cave came out so quickly.

The real Gospel not far away was also slightly taken aback, "Huh? This person is too conceited, and he came out of an unstable state."

Immediately, his figure flashed and flew towards Ling Yuansheng.

The two qi cultivators immediately cupped their hands and respectfully said, "I greet the real man."

Hearing this, Ling Yuansheng felt much more comfortable in his heart.

For more than a hundred years, he has always been the only one who has respected others as a real person. This is the first time he has been respected as a real person. How can he not be happy.

"Well, please trouble the two little friends to guard the cave for the old man."

"These are what juniors should do."

Ling Yuansheng is a leased cave, and he spent spirit stones. These two qi cultivators can receive part of the leased spirit stones, so guarding the cave is naturally their task.

Just at this time, the real Gospel felt.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist for successfully forming an alchemy and gaining another 400 years of life."

Ling Yuansheng didn't know the Jindan real person in front of him, but it didn't prevent him from making friends with this person, after all, he didn't reach out to hit the smiling person.

"I borrowed the words of a daoist friend."

Immediately said, "Ling Yuansheng of the Ling family in Cangli, don't you know the name of your friend?"

Master Gospel was slightly surprised, "Oh? It turns out that Fellow Daoist is a family monk."

Ling Yuansheng smiled and nodded, then shook his head and said: "It's just a small family, don't mention it."

Master Gospel smiled, "I heard Taoge elder Shang Rong, whose Taoist name is Gospel."

Ling Yuansheng was shocked and said: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist is the elder of Tingtao Pavilion, the master disciple of Fengyu Patriarch, true Gospel, disrespect, disrespect!"

The real Gospel is powerful, and he is well-known in the world of cultivating immortals in Beihai, and he belongs to the kind of person that everyone knows.

　PS: I recommend a group of casual cultivators in "Beixuanmen", the chaos overseas is beginning to appear, and in the troubled times of demonic cultivators, who can take over the building wildly.There are immeasurable kalpas, the world is in trouble, and at the end of the practice, there will be a pile of bones. Who can use this to become enlightened? (This is a story about a self-proclaimed moral monk, but in fact he has become a cat eye, struggling to become a fairy) (The protagonist is mediocre, but the disciples are all the protagonist's life. As a master, he does not worship the heavens, so his fate is rough?) Farming, Schools, mortals, Shushan, Fengshen.

　　


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