Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 533: Overhaul of Xuanhong Monument

And when the tide of inspiration came, many real people from aristocratic families all looked happy.

Upon seeing this scene, they already understood True Lord Xuanhong's attitude.

On the other side, Zheng Changshuang, who was immersed in the joy of having a baby, finally came back to her senses after a long while.

Seeing this, many real people came forward to congratulate him.

"Zheng first went to express his gratitude to the ancestors for protecting the Dharma, and then come back to celebrate with you all." Zheng Changshuang said to everyone on the left and right, cupping his hands.

However, as soon as he said these words, a crisp ringing sound came from mid-air.

Two rays of light shot out from a distance and stopped in front of Zheng Changshuang. As the spiritual light faded away, two inherited spiritual treasures, the Taiyin Soul Capturing Bell and the Taiyin Soul Flag, appeared.

Seeing this, Zheng Changshuang showed a complicated look on her face, and bowed in the direction of the blessed place of Ling Hu with her hands raised: "Disciple, I would like to send you my master!"

"Disciple, I send you my ancestors' greetings!" Many real people bowed their hands and bowed.

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Seeing this, Wu Xiang nodded lightly and said slowly: "This order is extremely valuable and difficult to make. Even if there are not many in the clan, it can only guarantee that it will be used in the later stages of Nascent Soul. If you are in danger in the future, as long as there is no If you are killed in an instant or trapped in the forbidden space formation, you can activate this order and have a precious chance to escape from the other side to save your life. Of course, you can also choose to escape back to the Elder's Hall, which is safer! In recent years, the secret friction between the parties has intensified a lot, so you have to be careful! "

For example, the current number of great human monks, even if Cao Wei is included, is only 215.

Under this influence, some True Lords were screened out, causing the number of middle or late Nascent Souls of each race to be reduced by 20 to 30% compared to before.

Cao Wei grabbed the token in his hand and asked slowly: "Is this the clan's major repair order?"

In this way, the human race can ensure that there are enough great monks, firstly to maintain the stability of all parties and cope with external pressure, and secondly, to ensure the replacement of new and old monks in the transformation of gods, so that one day the top monks will not be in a situation of lack of support.

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and threw out two tokens that looked like copper but not copper, and looked like jade but not jade.

On this basis, we will ensure that the number of people in the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul will return to the level of thousands of years ago.

In their view, the effect of this quantitative easing policy will not be as effective as expected.

"It's the major repair order. This thing has the effect of shrinking and hiding. As long as you don't make any big noise, it will be difficult for those old guys to trace your whereabouts. You can refine the two-sided token. On the one hand, I will keep it to myself, and on the other hand, I will take it back to the Elder Hall. No matter where you are from now on, if something calls you in the clan, you can use this as a medium to condense your spiritual thoughts and incarnate in the Elder Hall." Wu Xiang nodded.

Hearing this, Wu Xiang snorted softly: "You run very fast, is it possible that I will harm you? I just came out of Tiangang Spiritual Realm, and before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I teleported several times in succession. That’s why I intercepted you!”

And just when Cao Wei had just escaped from Tianfei to Dongzhou and headed for the vast West Sea, which was only a few hundred thousand miles away, he saw a large island thousands of miles away in front of him, and near it, there were thousands of Ten thousand small islands are scattered like falling stars.

Seven or eight hundred years ago, the Blood God took away some of the ten thousand laws of this world, causing the upper limit of the lifespan of monks at the Nascent Soul stage and above of all races to be reduced by a few hundred years out of thin air.

However, some of the great monks held objections to this proposal.

Hearing this, Cao Wei glanced at the two tokens in his hand, then drew his spiritual thoughts into them and started refining them.

However, in order to improve this situation, in recent years, the Elder Hall has repeatedly discussed whether to make it more difficult for Jindan monks to obtain practice resources, so that more early Yuanying monks can be born.

When Cao Wei was cultivating Jindan, there were usually around 260 human monks.

"My son-in-law has met my father-in-law, but you came quickly!" Cao Wei said with a smile.

Suddenly, Cao Wei paused, and there was a distortion in the space in front of him, and Lord Wuxiang slowly walked out of it.

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But far away in the Youyun Daze of southern Xinjiang, Youyun, who was cultivating in Youze Paradise, suddenly felt that the blood contract in his soul had disappeared without a trace. He slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly: "Master. , I have worked extremely hard, but it’s just hard to keep up with you.”

Most of those monks who need the help of their superiors to break through to the Nascent Soul stage are either unable to adapt to the current practice environment due to their own qualifications or their own temperament problems, or because they have insufficient blessings.

Regardless of the above reasons, it is rare for this group of juniors in the early stages of Nascent Soul to make further breakthroughs.

In addition, if the investment in the Golden Core level is increased, will the Elder's Palace adjust the assessment of Yuanying's power and stipulate the number of new Golden Core monks within a certain period of time?

In order to avoid being reprimanded by the Elder Hall, those Yuanying sects or families must cultivate more Qi refining and foundation-building monks, thereby ensuring that there are more Jindan masters under their command.

With a single move affecting the whole body, in order to protect their own interests, the big forces will inevitably further oppress the survival and practice environment of casual cultivators, and intensify the conflicts between different groups within the clan, such as sects, families, and casual cultivators, making High-level and low-level monks were further separated.

The gods and great monks in the Elder's Hall also understand that the final cost of any policy changes will be borne by the lowest monks. After all, these low-level monks have no room for resistance!

Moreover, the high-ranking monks in the Elder Hall are not unaware that the new Jindan monks who have always been among the casual cultivators actually have some sect or family backgrounds behind them.

But as long as those Nascent Soul forces don't go too far, they will just turn a blind eye, pretend to be deaf and dumb and be good family members!

In addition to this social hazard, if the number of overall practitioners increases dramatically in a short period of time, it will naturally break the upper limit of spiritual objects that can be carried by spiritual practitioners in each region, and fall into a situation of non-cyclical and orderly development.

From a long-term perspective, this move will do more harm than good!

Therefore, in the past seven or eight hundred years, all parties have argued about the issue of relaxing Golden Core monks' access to practice resources, but they have reached a tacit agreement to let it go.

After all, if they want to solve this problem, the human race can only fight out from the Western Wilderness to seize more cultivation land.

It's just that other big clans have the same plan, and the clan's attitude is still unclear.

Therefore, in this case, all parties are extremely cautious and do not dare to start disputes, lest they be dragged into the quagmire of war and consume their own resources.

Cao Wei also heard about these things.

After a while, he threw one of them to Wu Xiang and said slowly: "From now on, I will help my father-in-law to send the Daxiu offering to Tailing Mountain. If my son-in-law needs it, he will naturally go and get it."

"It's a small matter. In a few days, the clan will hold an elders' meeting to cleanse you of the late Nascent Soul monks who have made breakthroughs in the past hundred years. Don't be absent then, take this opportunity to meet with all parties. , In short, it is both good and bad!" Wu Xiang put the token into the storage spirit treasure, and then made a special explanation.

"My son-in-law will arrive as scheduled!" Cao Wei said with his hands in hand.

Hearing this, Wu Xiang nodded lightly, turned around, walked into the crack in space, and disappeared.

Cao Wei looked at the direction in which his father-in-law was leaving, playing with this major repair order in his hand, and said to himself: "This order can be regarded as the top-level life-saving spiritual treasure in this world. It is hard to give it up. If my father-in-law No matter what, I can easily find my whereabouts with the help of this thing! It seems that I have to spend more time and study the formations to further my knowledge. At least I can set up a large formation to defend against the opponent. The extent of the teleportation attack."

Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly, put away the major repair order in his hand, and no longer worried about this in his heart.

Anyway, he has already anticipated this kind of thing, and in the near future, having this major repair order to protect his body will at least do more good than harm!

At this moment, a roc flew over and transformed into a human form. "Nephew, meet your uncle!" Jin Hong bowed.

"No need to be polite!" Cao Wei nodded lightly.

Speaking of this, he suddenly frowned slightly and asked, "Who hurt you?"

Hearing this, Jin Hong smiled helplessly: "A few days ago, my nephew heard that a Xuanshui Spiritual Soul Tree appeared in the world, so he went to find out what was going on. However, he accidentally encountered the old man Ying Chen of Yunfu Sect and The Yi family and Wenxuan were ambushing me, and I almost fell into their hands. Fortunately, my nephew was more cautious at the time, otherwise I might not have been able to see you, uncle!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei turned over his hand and took out a jade tablet and threw it casually.

I saw this jade tablet flying more than a thousand miles, turning into a jade tablet tens of feet high in the wind, falling from the sky, and on a hill on the edge of Qingfeng Island, a majestic mana wave of a great monk came towards me. It spread out in all directions.

There are only two words "Xuanhong" written on the tablet, and no other words.

"This jade tablet is enough to protect you. Whether it's Ying Chen, Wen Xuan, or other monks, they have to give uncle some face!" Cao Wei said slowly.

Seeing this, Jin Hong happily said: "I wish my uncle success in his practice and hope that he will become a god!"

Although it has placed some personnel in Chongwu Domain, the information it can find is extremely limited.

The news that Xuan Hong had broken through to become a great monk has recently been circulated only among the circles of Yuanying monks from the wealthy clan, and Jin Hong has not yet received it.

"It's just that I have just embarked on the path of cultivation." Cao Wei said in a calm tone.

"Uncle is really too self-effacing. Today, my uncle has come all the way. Please let my nephew have the honor of being the proprietor and help you with your family!" Jin Hong said with an apologetic smile.

If a great monk is just beginning to practice, then isn't his Nascent Soul still toddling in its early stages?

"No need!" Cao Wei shook his head lightly.

As soon as he said these words, he galloped away into the distance and disappeared in the distance in a flash, leaving only a small black dot.

Seeing this, Jin Hong bowed in the direction he was leaving and said, "My nephew, I would like to send my uncle off!"

When he got up, Cao Wei was nowhere to be seen.

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One early morning more than half a month later, somewhere in the vast expanse of the East China Sea, four startling rainbows shot out from the sea.

I saw that these Jindan monks were not of the same race. Among them were some races, including the fox-like winged Zhulu, the horse-like Yueju with four corners, and the white-headed and one-eyed Fei with a snake tail.

"May everyone wish you good luck!"

"If we can save our lives, you and I will meet again in Bolei City!"

"go!"

"Let's go quickly, don't stay any longer."

Several spiritual thoughts were exchanged quickly, and then the group of golden elixir monks sped away in different directions, as fast as lightning.

Wherever the spiritual light passed, all the flying birds passing by were rolled into pieces.

At this time, a huge black shadow appeared from under the sea, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then a sinister old man appeared in mid-air.

This person stretched out his finger and tapped it back and forth a few times in the direction where the Golden Core cultivator had escaped.

"I finally had such a peaceful sleep, why do you juniors bother me in my dreams? Which one of these four golden elixir monks, Zhu Nang, Yue Yanshu and Fei, will I eat first today?" What?" The old man frowned.

Having said this, it picked up a drop of sea water and flicked it towards the sky with its fingers.

Under the blowing of the sea breeze, this drop of sea water floats in a certain direction.

Seeing this, the sinister old man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's God's will. Finally, I don't have to choose by myself."

As soon as he said these words, it suddenly disappeared from where it was.

At this moment, a middle-aged human golden elixir monk who was thousands of miles away suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. Without saying a word, he hit his heart hard and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

The blood turned into mist and enveloped it.

In a moment, this person turned into a bloody light, and with each flicker, he fled hundreds of miles away.

But in just a short moment, he was tens of thousands of miles away.

"We should have gotten rid of that old monster, right?" the Golden Pill cultivator secretly thought.

However, this thought had not gone away, and the sinister old man suddenly appeared more than ten miles away in front of him, slowly turned around, and asked: "How to escape from the blood of the devil?"

"Junior, I didn't mean to disturb the senior. Please forgive me!" The monk in the middle stage of Jindan hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Hearing this, the sinister old man shook his head slightly: "It's okay, just be more careful in the next life!"

However, as soon as it said this, it plunged into the sea and dived towards the abyss.

The next moment, an indistinct figure galloped from a distance and passed over the head of the Golden Core cultivator without any intention of stopping.

Seeing this, the Jindan monk seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and shouted through the voice: "Senior!"

However, Cao Wei, who was rushing towards Chishui in the Eastern Wasteland, turned a deaf ear and disappeared into the distance in a flash.

Although it was only a small effort to save this man, he didn't want to meddle in his own business.

Upon seeing this scene, the man gritted his teeth and used the blood escape method, and chased after him. The only way he could have a chance of survival was to keep up with him.

And the sinister old man in the abyss cursed in his heart: "What kind of bad luck did you have today? Why did you meet a great monk of the clan?"

In the midst of its thoughts, it used escape techniques one after another, escaping in the opposite direction.

(End of this chapter)