Immortal cultivation starts from devouring Dao fruit

Chapter 126 The gathering of golden elixirs (an update for a large share of the [-] rewards from the agent brothers)
Shi Yingxue said: "Father, if you want to marry Zhao Yu, you can let sister Zixin go. She is beautiful and charming, and she is also a monk of Dzogchen Qi training, Zhao Yu will definitely not refuse."

Shiyang Sanren frowned slightly and said, "Zixin has high-grade spiritual roots, and is intelligent and capable. If she grows up in the future, she will definitely be your good helper."

In the northern wilderness, monks with high-grade spiritual roots are very rare. Zhao Yu has hundreds of thousands of subjects, and he has not recruited a single fairy seedling with high-grade spiritual roots for more than ten years.

Even among the five major sects of the Northern Wilderness, monks with top-grade spiritual roots are inner sect disciples as soon as they enter the sect. They are valued by the sect and will cause competition among the major foundation cultivators in the sect.

Shi Yingxue smiled sweetly and said, "I can do it if my senior brother and seventh senior brother help me."

Shiyang Sanren said helplessly: "Okay!"

Shiyang Sanren is very clear that his daughter is beautiful, has high-grade spiritual roots, is intelligent and assertive, but she is a bit unruly and self-willed, narrow-minded.

Wu Zixin just accidentally offended Shi Yingxue before, so she always remembered it.As soon as he saw an opportunity, Shi Yingxue wanted to get her away.

Even though Shi Yang Sanren knew about all this, he still pretended not to know that Shi Yingxue was his only precious daughter.Wu Zixin was just one of the disciples he accepted.

Shi Yingxue hugged Shi Yang Sanren's arm, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and thought to herself: "Little bitch, you are leaving at last, I see how you will seduce the seventh senior brother in the future!"

Three days later, monks from all over gathered at the top of Mingyun Mountain, thirty miles northwest of Xinshiyang City.

Among them, the 36 foundation-building cultivators were clearly divided into two groups, one group supported Dan Lingzong, and the other group supported Qianmiaozong.

There are only 11 foundation-building monks who support the Danling Sect, while there are 25 foundation-building monks who support the Qianmiao Sect.Among the 25 foundation-building monks, more than two-thirds of them looked at Nangong Shiyao from time to time, with a vague look of admiration flashing.

The charm of the enchantress of Qian Miao Sect is indeed extraordinary!He actually called so many foundation-building monks.If I take action, I can only summon the White Ghost Emperor and kill them all.Well, we can't kill them all, but we still need to capture a few important people as hostages, so that we can safely escape from Beihuang.

Zhao Yu glanced at the opposite camp, calmly analyzed in his mind, and prepared for the worst.

"Shi Yang San people are here!"

A voice sounded from the side, and a hundred-foot-long spiritual carpet with countless strange spiritual patterns flew from a distance. Nine people stood on the spiritual carpet.

The leader was Shi Yang Sanren, and on his left stood Shi Yingxue, a tall and burly young monk dressed in white, and an extraordinary handsome young monk, and a handsome young male monk with an ordinary figure.

On the right side of Shiyang Sanren stood a tall, slightly ugly, and calm middle-aged monk, a handsome middle-aged monk wearing a yellow silk suit and a cynical temperament, and a middle-aged monk wearing a uniform. Goose yellow silk skirt, icy muscles and jade bones, wasp waist and hips, tied with a single ponytail, cherry lips and beautiful nose, eyes like two black and white gems, exuding a shrewd and capable temperament, her appearance is not inferior to Shi Yingxue's stunning beauty Beauty.

On both sides of the seven Shiyang Sanren, stood two handsome Taoist boys.

"I've seen Shi Yang Sanren!"

Many monks at the scene bowed their hands in salute when they saw Shiyang Sanren coming.

Shiyang Sanren smiled and said, "How about I be the witness of this fight?"

"Seniors have always been fair, so it's perfectly appropriate for seniors to be the witnesses!"

A voice sounded from the side, and a tall, energetic old man in white clothes with white hair walked over from the side with a smile.

Jing Xiongtao was startled and said: "Father, why are you here?"

Master Baifeng said coldly: "How could I not come to the Golden Elixir Ceremony of Senior Shiyang Sanren? On the contrary, you are really promising! Take my words as wind on your ears!"

Jing Xiongtao's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but look at Nangong Shiyao at the side.

Master Baifeng took a look at Nangong Shiyao, and his heart was also filled with turmoil: "This girl really has an alluring appearance, even my heart can be moved. This top-level charm technique of Qianmiaozong is really terrifying!! No wonder Xiongtao You will be captivated by this goddess and do such an unwise move!"

Master Baifeng is a foundation-building Dzogchen monk who dominated the Northern Wilderness and has seen countless beauties.Although he likes beauty, he has never been tempted by a woman since 50 years ago.He only glanced at Nangong Shiyao, and Gu Jing Bubo's mood was shaken, naturally because her charm was too powerful.

"It would be appropriate if fellow Taoist Shi Yang gave this testimony!"

Waves of floral fragrance floated, and the Cailing Fairy, who was wearing a white palace dress, tall, noble and elegant, and with sharp eyes, stepped on the white clouds and flew towards this side.

"I've seen Fairy Cailing!"

Many monks present saluted.

The morale of the monks on the side of the Dan Lingzong was greatly boosted, and the expressions of the monks on the side of the Qianmiaozong changed slightly.

Master Baifeng's face suddenly became very ugly, and he gave Jing Xiongtao a hard look.

There is a huge gap in strength between the foundation-building Dzogchen monks and the golden elixir monks. Legend has it that in some holy lands of cultivation outside the Northern Wilderness, there are true disciples of some top sects who can build the foundation-slaying golden elixir.

But there is no such monster in the Northern Wilderness at all, and the monks who have built a great foundation are definitely not opponents of the golden core monks.

The foundation-building Dzogchen monks who rebelled against the four golden elixir sects in Beihuang have all turned into corpses. None of the five casual cultivators in Beihuang dared to be enemies of the four golden elixir sects. They were cautious and survived.

"Fairy Cailing, it's just a nonsense among juniors. I didn't expect you to participate in it yourself! It's a shame!"

A magnetic voice resounded from the sky, and a luxurious flying chariot flew from the sky. Sitting on the flying chariot was a tall man, dressed in a brocade robe, with icy muscles and fine bones, and black hair. Shoulder length, exquisite facial features, exuding a touch of unrestrained temperament, with a gentle smile on his face, he is a peerless handsome man exuding amazing charm.

As soon as that peerless handsome man appeared, many female cultivators below couldn't help but look at him.The foundation-building female cultivators were a little better, and those Qi-training female cultivators almost had their eyes on that peerless handsome man.

Zhao Yu glanced around and found that only a few female cultivators, such as Narcissus Fairy and Su Bingyun, didn't pay much attention to that peerless handsome man.Even Fairy Shaoyao couldn't help but take a few more glances at that peerless handsome man.

"I've seen Senior Nangong!"

Everyone present stood up and saluted.

"Nangong Yun, if I personally participate in this matter, your daughter and her followers are already dead!"

Fairy Cailing snorted coldly and glanced domineeringly at Nangong Shiyao and the male foundation-building cultivator beside her, and a terrifying pressure of the Golden Core level swept out.

Nangong Shiyao's pretty face turned pale, her delicate body trembled, her fists clenched, her teeth clenched, struggling to hold on under Fairy Cailing's pressure.

Nangong Yun's flying chariot fell from the sky and stood in front of Nangong Shiyao. He waved his sleeves and a powerful mana surged out, dissipating the pressure released by Fairy Cailing.

(End of this chapter)