Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 844: Breaking through the bottleneck, King Jiuyou appears!
Seeing the huge amount of ghost fog being dissipated and transformed into spiritual energy, Zhou Xun breathed a sigh of relief and slowly said:

"Now that the 'Five-Star Demon Subduing Formation' has been successfully deployed, it is only a matter of time before the ghost fog is completely resolved."

"There's no point for me to stay here any longer. It's time to leave!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then nodded with a wry smile.
After two years of living together, Zhou Xun has become their backbone.

"Without the True Lord here, we are really unsure!" An old man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul said slowly,

Zhou Xun's strength is amazing. Even if there is a fourth-level upper-grade ghost king blocking the pass, he can easily kill it. In the two years he has been in charge,

It is the most stable period in the entire Xiyuan cultivation world.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded.

"Now that all the passages to the ghost world are blocked, even the ghost fog will completely disappear over time. There is no need for me to stay here!"

Zhou Xun waved his hand.

Seeing Zhou Xun's insistence, everyone stopped trying to persuade him. The old demon Lingfeng said:

"Since you insist on returning, we will not try to keep you here. But before you leave, we hope you can do us the honor of attending the farewell banquet we have prepared."

After saying this, he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply, and several monks behind him also bowed.

Everyone was so enthusiastic, and since they were just attending a farewell banquet, there was naturally no problem, so they nodded in agreement.

Two days later,
The main hall of the west peak of Echo Valley was decorated with lights and colors.

The long green jade table was filled with spiritual food and wine. The wine brewed from thousand-year-old red fruit had an amber sheen, and the spiritual deer meat in the jade plate gave off a fairy-like aroma.

Zhou Xun sat in the main seat, and more than a hundred monks below raised their glasses frequently, their words full of reluctance.

Fairy Shangyin waved her wide sleeves lightly, attracting fireflies all over the sky. These gleaming lights complemented the luminous pearls in the palace, making this farewell banquet seem like a dream.

The old demon Lingfeng picked up the gold-inlaid glass cup, and the nectar in the cup reflected his emotional face:

“If it weren’t for the True Lord in the past two years, I’m afraid our Xiyuan cultivation world would have already become a ghost world!”

He drank it all in one gulp, a hearty laugh came from his throat, but tears glistened in the corners of his eyes.

Zhou Xun smiled slightly when he heard this and raised his glass in return:

"My fellow Taoists, your words are too polite. It is our duty to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. There is no need to do this!"

He glanced at everyone in the hall, and saw that the faces of those who had fought side by side with him were all filled with sincere gratitude, and he nodded in his heart.

At this moment, a clear bell sound suddenly came from outside the hall.

Twelve female cultivators in plain clothes entered one after another, holding jade plates in their hands. The spiritual light from the treasures in the plates illuminated the hall like daylight. Fairy Shang Yin, who was in the lead, opened her red lips softly:
"I cannot repay you for your kindness, so the various sects in Xiyuan have prepared a small gift. I hope you will accept it."

On the first jade plate, there was a crystal clear black ice jade box suspended, and the cold air condensed into frost flowers on the surface of the box.

The old demon Lingfeng stepped forward personally to uncover it, and immediately seven-colored rays of light gushed out.

"This is the 'Heavenly Sound Soul-Cleansing Lotus'. It grows in the cold pond of our sect's forbidden land and can only bloom after three thousand years."

Fairy Shang Yin lightly tapped her hand, and the palm-sized colorful lotus floated in front of Zhou Xun. "Taking it can cleanse the inner demons, and it will be of great benefit to the Divine Transformation cultivators when they are overcoming tribulations."

"what?"

When Zhou Xun heard the words "Heavenly Sound Soul Cleansing Lotus", he stood up in shock.
Isn't this one of the twelve main ingredients of the Nine Source Star Dew, a spiritual item that helps one ascend to the God Transformation stage?
I already have five plants in my hand.

Unexpectedly, I saw one here.
In this way, he had collected half of the twelve main materials.
This kind of elixir that can assist in the advancement to the God Transformation stage is probably the most precious treasure of Huiying Valley.
He actually used such a treasure to thank me. It really shows his sincerity.

Zhou Xun bowed and said:
"This is such a great gift from Echo Valley. I will remember it!"

"As long as you like it, Master!" Seeing Zhou Xun's serious tone, Fairy Shang Yin achieved her goal, bowed and retreated.

Then, he set his eyes on the second jade plate.

On it was an ancient bronze sword, with the blade covered with mysterious patterns.

An old man in red robes cupped his hands and said, "This sword is a relic of an ancient cultivator. Although it is incomplete, there is a trace of innate Gengjin energy sealed in the sword spine. It should be very effective in helping you refine your own life magic weapon."

The third treasure was an inconspicuous gray cloth bag, but when Zhou Xun's spiritual sense swept over it, it was like a drop in the ocean.

The fat monk who presented the treasure chuckled and said, "The Qiankun bag contains three Spirit Eye Stones, which are used to improve the quality of the spirit veins. They are excellent products!"

When the twelve treasures were displayed one by one, you could hear a pin drop in the hall.

Any one of these treasures is enough to trigger a bloody battle in the world of cultivation, but now they are placed before our eyes like ordinary objects.

It is worthy of being a collection of treasures from hundreds of sects in Xiyuan. Even Zhou Xun is a little surprised now.

Zhou Xun took a deep breath, unable to hide the emotion in his eyes, and looked around at everyone in the hall with his fists clasped: "I am only doing my best, and your generous gift makes me ashamed."

Everyone returned the greetings, saying things like "Without the help of Master Wu Zhen, Xiyuan is worthy of its existence" and so on.

The banquet lasted for three full days before Zhou Xun set off to say goodbye.

Half a month later, Zhou Xun returned to his cave in the Western Desert.

"Finally home!"

With a wave of his hand, he summoned Xiao Jin and Xiao Jia from the storage bag.

This trip was quite rewarding.
Just by eating the soul beast Xiaoqing, he devoured two high-grade ghost kings, who are now sleeping in the small flag.
Based on Zhou Xun's past understanding of it, it is most likely undergoing a transformation.

Now, it can already compete with the top-grade ghost king. In this transformation, I am afraid that except for the existence of the Nine Nether King,

Ordinary ghost kings would become his food if they met him.

In addition, he also found a set of Tianyuan spiritual armor,
With a wave of his hand, a figure flew out. It was the harvest of this time - 'Tianxuan'.

At this time, it turned into an iron-faced human puppet and stood in front of Zhou Xun.

Even if no one is wearing this armor, it can still exert power comparable to that of an early Nascent Soul cultivator. What he didn't expect was that
These are treasures given to him by the monks from Xiyuan. Each one is extremely extraordinary, enough to make the great monk excited.

Not to mention that there is also a magical medicine that can transform people into gods.

"Xiaojia!"

"Master!" The young man bowed.
"Prepare two plates of beast meat for us to taste, and bring a pot of fourth-grade, mid-quality spirit wine!"

Xiaojia took the order and left. Soon he brought back a plate of crystal clear "Snow Dragon Sashimi".

The meat slices are as thin as cicada wings and arranged in the shape of a lotus on the jade plate. Each slice has a pearl-like luster.

Xiao Jin couldn't hold back any longer, and quietly reached for the plate with his claws, but was stopped by Zhou Xun's eyes. "What's the hurry?" Zhou Xun scolded with a smile, and took out the 'Thousand Years of Cold Pond Wine' given by Fairy Shang Yin.

As soon as the wine seal was opened, the whole cave was filled with the refreshing fragrance of plum blossoms, and tiny ice crystals condensed on the stone walls.

The clear wine is poured into the glass, and snowflakes condense instantly.

Zhou Xun picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

As the wine went down his throat, a strange force of ice and fire rushed along his meridians to his dantian. Zhou Xun felt that the fatigue in his limbs was instantly dispelled.

"What a great thousand-year-old cold pond wine!" Zhou Xun praised.
Then I took a piece of 'Snow Dragon Sashimi' with chopsticks. The meat slices melted in my mouth, and the spiritual energy in the meat bloomed and filled my mouth.

“If I could see a beautiful scenery again, I would live like a god!” Zhou Xun thought, and at the same time his mood became quiet and peaceful!
After coming back this time, his next move was to practice in seclusion and strive to reach the late Nascent Soul stage.

The half month of life in the mortal world in Wutan Country had brought his state of mind to a higher level, and at the same time, the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul had been loosened.

So Zhou Xun decided to go into seclusion immediately after returning.

Zhou Xun put down his wine glass and his eyes fell on the tightly closed stone door deep in the cave. That was the quiet room where he usually meditated. The door was engraved with intricate forbidden runes.

"it's time."

He stood up and waved his sleeves, and Xiao Jin and Xiao Jia immediately understood and left.

As he chanted the magic formula, three hundred and sixty formation flags flew out from his sleeves and landed in various places in the cave. In an instant, the entire cave was shrouded in layers of spiritual light, and even the air became sticky.

Zhou Xun sat cross-legged in the training room. He flipped his hand, took out a piece of fourth-grade high-quality calming incense, twisted his fingers and lit it.

Green smoke curled up, outlining a mysterious Dao pattern in the void. The rich aroma contained a calming power, lingering in the nose.

Zhou Xun felt that his whole body became peaceful, and then he slightly closed his eyes, as if he was trying to understand his state of mind.

Two months later, Zhou Xun's aura became more restrained, as if he had merged with the world.

When he opened his eyes again, the light in them had faded, and his pupils were like a calm lake without ripples.

With a flick of his sleeves, a jade bottle flew out.
Gently remove the cork,

Instantly, an astonishing medicinal fragrance dissipated, and Zhou Xun couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Suddenly, the magic power and spiritual consciousness in the meridians seemed to increase a little, and a sense of breakthrough came over him.

Looking inside, I saw a pill the size of a longan, with nine golden lines appearing and disappearing on its surface.
It was the ninth-level Destruction Pill that Yun Ku Tianjun had refined for him back then.

This is the best elixir to assist in advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage, and it has now reached a high-quality level.

But this is not enough,
With a wave of his hand, he took out a fourth-grade low-grade elixir, and then performed the formula of the "Ningchun Sutra".

He extracted the essence of the elixir from it and melted it into the ninth-level Destruction Pill.

As the essence of spiritual medicines was integrated one after another, the quality of this ninth-level Destruction Pill was constantly improving.

Finally, when it reached a point where it could not be improved any further, the pill became crystal clear, surrounded by the rhythm of Tao, as if the laws of nature were manifesting.

"A ninth-grade Destruction Pill of super-quality!"

Zhou Xun smiled faintly and swallowed it without hesitation.

The pill entered his stomach and instantly turned into a powerful hot current, surging through Zhou Xun's meridians.

Zhou Xun quickly practiced his skills, guiding the heat flow towards his Dantian.
When Zhou Xun was practicing in seclusion,
A major event also occurred on the Western Desert front.

The ghosts attacked. To be more precise, it was a fourth-rank upper-grade ghost king who showed off his power and came to the front of the human base camp with several ghost kings.

A platform was set up.
Threatened to challenge the entire human race,
This ghost king looks almost exactly like a human.
The only difference is that he has two black curved horns on his head.

If it weren't for the ghostly aura around him, one would have thought he was a demon king.

If Zhou Xun were here, he would recognize that this was the King Jiuyou whom he had fought against before. In his hand, he had a magical treasure that was very suitable for him.
Once activated, it becomes extremely powerful and ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators are no match for it.

Even Zhou Xun would not have been able to defeat him if he had not had the help of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

After all, it was a semi-spiritual treasure, and it could already exert a small amount of divine power.

Three thousand miles outside the base camp, there was a blood-red arena several dozen square meters in size.
The King of Nine Netherworlds stood on top.
Nine huge skeleton battle flags were suspended behind him. The flags were made of the skins of monks. A grim grimaced face was imprinted on each piece of skin, and they whistled shrilly with the cold wind.

"Human ants, who dares to fight against me?"

The roar of King Jiuyou caused rocks to fall from the mountains a hundred miles away. He casually waved the bone whip in his hand, and ripples appeared in the void.

"How dare you, a mere ghost king, be so arrogant? I, the human race's Bai Yuan Zhenjun, am here to kill you!"

Then a middle-aged man wearing a red cloak and holding a long Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand came step by step towards them with a majestic aura.

"It's actually Master Bai Yuan!" The human cultivators who were watching the battle from afar were overjoyed.

Not only has Bai Yuan Zhenjun reached the late Nascent Soul stage, he is also a physical cultivator at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage.

The number of fourth-order ghost kings who died in his hands was in the double digits, which could be said to be a formidable force in the Western Desert.

Golden light burst out from the body of Zhenjun Bai Yuan, and the shadow of a dragon hundreds of feet tall appeared behind him. This was the magical power that he awakened after his physical cultivation reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul - the Dragon Dharma Image.

The dragon image let out a long roar towards the sky, the sound shaking the nine heavens. The golden light bursting out from between its scales illuminated the blood-colored arena.

Master Bai Yuan pointed the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand forward, and stabbed forward.

With the hundreds-foot-tall phantom of a dragon behind him, he rushed straight down, as if the entire world was pressing down on him, and his might shook the sky.

A sneer appeared on King Jiuyou's lips, and he lightly swung the semi-spiritual treasure Netherworld Bone-Erosion Whip in his hand. The tip of the whip instantly turned into thousands of dark green chains, which collided with the golden halberd with a loud bang.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the aftermath of the energy explosion razed the mountains within a hundred miles to the ground. The low-level monks who were watching the battle put up shields but were still blown away by the air waves.

"Little tricks!"

King Jiuyou snorted coldly, and nine skeleton battle flags burst into dazzling red light at the same time.
The human skin on the flag turned into a solid entity. Ghost cultivators with ferocious faces walked out of the flag, holding bone knives, and rushed towards Zhenjun Bai Yuan.

Zhenjun Bai Yuan had a solemn expression on his face. His dragon form opened its mouth and spurted out a golden dragon breath, which blasted the group of ghost cultivators into pieces. However, more ghost cultivators poured out from the battle flags, endlessly.

At this moment, King Jiuyou seized the opportunity, and the Netherworld Bone-Eroding Whip turned into a dark green lightning and went straight to the face of Master Baiyuan.

Master Bai Yuan raised his halberd to block, but the powerful force caused his knuckles to crack, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a distant mountain, with smoke and dust rising everywhere.

In the end, only a three-inch Yuanying escaped.

This attack actually directly broke the Dharma body of Master Bai Yuan. You should know that he is a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Its physique is no less than that of a fourth-order mid-grade monster.

At this time, the news that the top-grade ghost king had set up the arena also reached the ears of the four deputy commanders.

(End of this chapter)