Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 950: Deceiving the Master and Ancestors, Puppet Advancement

Faced with the sudden appearance of the thin old man, the man in white robe looked a little surprised, but he still responded to the other party very calmly.

The next moment, the man in white robe turned his gaze quietly to the surroundings, scanning the faces of the people surrounding him one by one.

It seemed as if he was trying to find a loophole in this heavy encirclement.

However, this subtle movement of the man in white robe obviously could not be hidden from the two people blocking his way.

When the big man in blue saw the other party's move, a smile appeared on his face.

"Master! You probably didn't expect that I would join forces with Second Brother!
In order to deal with you, my fellow disciples and I have been preparing for more than ten years. I think you should not take any chances.

Master, rest assured, I know the traditions of our Blood Demon Sect. I will definitely burn more incense for you next year!"

"Just the two of you, you still want to burn incense for your master, do you really think I'm so easy to deal with?
I was thinking of keeping you for a while, but it seems I have no choice but to clear the door now!"

As soon as the white-robed man finished speaking, a blood-red light suddenly appeared in his hand. Then, under his spell, it turned into a half-moon blade and flew straight above his head.

Although the white-robed man's cultivation level was only at the sixth level of the Golden Core Realm, the aura of the attack he casually unleashed was no less than that of a peak Golden Core Realm powerhouse.

But at the same time as the man in white robe cast the spell, the thin old man's expression also moved slightly, and he took out a red jade plate and shook it gently.

As a flash of light appeared above the "red jade plate" in the old man's hand, a burst of blood light immediately flew out from the flag.

At the same time, a dozen monks surrounding him also took out an identical "red jade plate" and cast spells to emit a beam of blood light.

I saw more than a dozen blood lights merged together and instantly turned into a giant blood dragon, which rushed forward and swallowed the half-moon blade released by the opponent in one gulp.

"Is this the Blood Spirit Formation?"

Seeing the giant red dragon controlled by the thin old man above his head, the old man in white robe was slightly startled and couldn't help showing a bit of surprise on his face.

Seeing that the other party finally showed a hint of surprise, a smug smile instantly appeared on the face of the thin old man.

"Master, when you first passed this incomplete formation to me, you probably didn't expect that I could actually perfect it!

To tell you the truth, in order to strengthen the strength of this formation, I have specially integrated the spirit of a fourth-level monster into it.

The power of this formation is now no less than that of a general fourth-level formation."

At the same time, another big man in green standing next to the thin old man also waved his hand and took out a golden jade tripod that was glowing with spiritual light from his body.

Under his spell, the "golden jade tripod" instantly expanded hundreds of times and turned into a bronze tripod two or three feet high in front of the man in green.

The next moment, the big man in green spat out a mouthful of blood into the cauldron. Soon, a ball of black flames suddenly emerged from the "bronze cauldron" and surrounded the big man.

"Haha! This Black Flame Cauldron is also a great gift prepared by the disciple for the master. I hope it didn't disappoint you!"

“Hahaha, I didn’t expect that you could secretly refine a fourth-level magic weapon. You really are worthy of being the heir of the Blood Demon Sect. I have really underestimated you all these years.

You are right. We, the demonic cultivators, are not so disciplined. Whether we win or lose, our strength is the basis of our decision. Since you want my life so much.

Come on then! "

Seeing the big man in green and the thin old man in front of him displaying their powerful magical powers, the man in white was not too surprised. Instead, he laughed at the two of them.

Seeing this, the man in green and the thin old man looked at each other, and both of them showed a bit of ruthlessness on their faces.

Although they have been master and disciple for many years, they have no feelings for the master in front of them. They know that they are just tools that the other party can discard at any time.

Now that they have confronted each other head-on, it is impossible for the two to retreat even if they want to.

If they cannot kill him here while his power level drops drastically after he takes over another body, once he recovers his strength in the future, they will be dead sooner or later with the master's terrifying methods.

Only by risking their lives can they win a chance of survival for both of them.

In preparation for today's event, the two of them had carefully prepared for more than ten years and specially refined two powerful magic weapons to deal with him.

Now they have lured the opponent into the formation, and their cultivation is far higher than his, and there are so many disciples to help control the formation.

The man in green and the thin old man both had confidence on their faces. At a command, they directly controlled the magic weapons in front of them and rushed straight towards the opponent.

Soon, blood was flying in the formation and bursts of roaring sounds were heard.
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Half an hour later, the blood-red light shield was filled with flying rocks and broken limbs everywhere.

Only to hear another loud "bang" in the air.

The next moment, as the huge bronze tripod fell from the sky, a figure with only the upper half left fell from the sky.

Although only the upper half of his body was left of this man, he was not dead. Lying on the rock, he still looked up at the battlefield in the sky with some reluctance.

But now he was already seriously injured and could only stare into the distance, unable to go forward to help.

Not long after, another scream was heard from the sky, and an extremely skinny and headless corpse fell from the sky again, right in front of the big man who had only half of his body left.

Seeing this, the big man in green couldn't help but be shocked.

Before he could look up, there was a flash of light in the sky, and a man in a white robe appeared in front of the big man in green.

At this time, the man in white robe was covered in blood, and his face no longer had the handsomeness it had before.

The left shoulder was empty, the arm had long been missing and no one knew where it had gone, and the remaining right arm was holding a head with a shocked face.

Seeing that the head belonged to his companion, the big man in green was also surprised and couldn't help showing a look of despair.

"Hehe! My good disciples, you have really made a lot of progress over the years.

If your master hadn't kept a trick up his sleeve back then, I really wouldn't know who would win this battle today.

Ha ha. "

The man in white robe laughed wildly, then threw the head in his hand aside and walked quickly towards the man in green.

Seeing this, the big man in blue, who looked full of despair, was immediately struck by fear.

"Master, I know I was wrong.

If you can spare my life, I am willing to hand over to you all the spiritual objects I have collected over the years.

Now is the time to use people, please spare my life for the sake of my usefulness. From now on, I will never have any other thoughts."

"Haha! You are able to bend and stretch, you really deserve to be my disciple of the Blood Spirit Sect.

As a cultivator of the demonic path, my master also did such things as betraying his master and destroying his ancestors in order to survive. I don't think there is anything wrong with you.

But since you lost, you have to accept your fate!
My cultivation level as a master is not as high as it used to be, but I don’t want anyone to worry about my life every day. If you want to continue to follow me, you’d better be a “blood corpse puppet”.

Seeing the man in white robe looking at him with a smile on his face, the big man in green, knowing what the fate of the "blood corpse puppet" mentioned by the other party would be, suddenly flashed a last trace of despair in his eyes.

"Old man, I've had enough of being ordered around in my life.

Since you are unwilling to give me a chance, I will not be used as a puppet by you even if my body and soul are destroyed."

Before the man in white robe could cast a spell, a red light suddenly appeared on the body of the man in green robe, followed by a loud "boom".

The next moment, the big man in green clothes exploded himself, and his body turned into a bloody mist and disappeared on the spot.

Seeing that the big man in green chose to detonate his body and not even leave his soul behind, a trace of anger flashed across the face of the man in white robe, but then he quickly regained his calm.

After taking a pill and recovering from his injuries a little, the man in white robe stood up and cleaned up the battlefield before shifting his gaze to the "blood-colored light shield" not far above.

At this time, outside the "blood-colored light shield", there were more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators with different levels of cultivation.

Because of the obstruction of the magic circle, these people were not clear about what was happening inside the formation, and they were holding the formation flags to quickly inject magic power into the formation.

But before long, a loud noise suddenly came from the "blood-colored light shield", and soon a crack suddenly appeared on the originally solid light shield.

Then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the cracks on the "blood-colored light shield" gradually widened, and a white figure flew out from it.

"Why is it him? Did the master lose?"

Seeing that the white-robed figure was not the expected master, the people who were still controlling the magic circle were suddenly shocked and hurriedly dropped the flags in their hands and tried to flee.

However, before they could start to take action, an extremely powerful pressure suddenly fell on everyone, causing them to stop moving involuntarily.

“I know that you were all coerced by them to come against me. Now that the two traitors are dead, I can let you go for the sake of your ignorance!
If you are willing to continue to follow me, please kneel down and become my disciple.

If you don't want to, then it's up to you!"

After the white-robed man finished speaking, he flew forward and landed above the monks below, looking at them with a bit of amusement in his eyes.

These dozen or so foundation-building cultivators all came with the previous two people to help.

Some of them were disciples of the "Blood Demon Sect" who actively practiced the magic techniques, while others were coerced by the two blue-clothed men to join halfway and were forced to work for them.

At this moment, when they suddenly heard the news that their master had died, everyone felt very complicated for a moment, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

Even though they had temporarily escaped the control of their master, the man in white robe was not so easy to deal with either. How to make a decision was another difficult problem.

After a long while, someone in the crowd finally plucked up the courage to speak first.

"My dear senior, I was forced to come here by that evil villain, and I have no intention of going against you.

I am willing to give all the spiritual objects on my body to you, senior. I wonder if you can leave them for me and leave?" "Haha! I just said it.

If you are willing to follow me, take the elixir yourself. If you are not willing, I will not force you, nor will I covet the spiritual items on you. You can make your own choice."

Upon hearing the words from the other party, the monk who had been forced to come here suddenly looked happy.

After bowing to the man in white robe high in the sky, he immediately turned around and left the spot on his flying sword.

After seeing someone choose to leave, the man in white robe remained calm and did not try to stop the other person. Immediately, several people who were attracted by the idea appeared in the crowd.

They smiled and bowed to the man in white robe, then quickly dispersed and fled away.

After a while, only a small half of the monks were left there, looking at the white-robed man in front of them with nervous expressions.

Seeing that none of the remaining monks chose to leave, a hint of satisfaction appeared on the face of the man in white robe.

The next moment, the white-robed man in the air waved his hand lightly, and dozens of red rays of light shot out from his body and went straight behind the fleeing monks.

Seeing the red flames chasing after them from behind, those foundation-building cultivators who had just chosen to leave were suddenly startled and hurriedly tried to speed up their escape to avoid the attack.

However, their cultivation was far inferior to that of the man in white robe, and they were simply unable to dodge the high-level magical powers displayed by the other party.

He chased the nearest person towards the red flame, and soon the monk fell into the flame, and immediately let out a series of screams.

Even though they were several miles apart, the monks standing in the same place could still hear each other's screams. While they felt somewhat relieved, they couldn't help but reveal a bit of fear.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the man in white robe killed all the monks who had just escaped and slowly returned to his original place.

At this time, everyone who had witnessed the brutality of the man in white robe hurriedly bowed to the ground and saluted him respectfully.

"Meet the Master!"

Seeing everyone in front of him saluting him respectfully, the man in white robe smiled slightly and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Haha! Since you have chosen to become my disciples, I will accept you as my master.

Don't worry, as long as you do your best to serve me in the future, I will naturally not treat you unfairly. I can even help you to form a pill."

"Thank you Master!"

Upon hearing that the white-robed man could still help them form their Dan, a hint of excitement flashed across the faces of the many cultivators present.

However, before they could be happy for a moment, the man in white robe waved his hand and took out five or six red elixirs and threw them in front of the monks present.

"This is the Blood Essence Pill that I refined. It will be of great benefit to you in improving your cultivation.

Since you have become my disciple today, these elixirs should be regarded as your gift to me as my disciple!"

Faced with the red elixir thrown by the white-robed monk, the monk who stayed behind took it without much hesitation, even though he thought the elixir was not as simple as the other party said.

Seeing everyone taking the pills he had given them one by one in front of him, the white-robed man's face showed a bit of satisfaction again. Then, with a flash of light on his body, he landed in front of everyone.

After glancing at the cultivators present, the white-robed man's gaze quickly fell on a green-robed man in the late foundation-building stage.

"May I have your name!"

"Reporting to Master, my disciple's name is Xuanfeng!"

The green-robed man's cultivation had reached the eighth level of foundation building, and he was also the cultivator with the highest cultivation among the present cultivators. Upon hearing his master's question, he hurriedly bowed and replied respectfully.

"Well! From now on, you will be their senior brother. Take them to clean up this place and don't leave too many traces.

I'll come and pick you up in a moment!"

After saying that, the man in white robe flew into the air with a flash of light under his feet, and then left the place.

When everyone came to their senses, they immediately bowed to the green-robed man in front of them named "Xuanfeng".

"We are here to greet Senior Brother Xuanfeng!"

Upon seeing this, "Xuanfeng" quickly nodded slightly to the others and directed them to start cleaning up the nearby battlefield.

But when everyone was not paying attention, his eyes looked towards the place where the man in white robe left, and a very complicated look flashed across his face.

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Three years later, in the cave on the top of Chiyun Mountain.

Song Qingming stood in a spacious cave about five or six meters high, his eyes fixed on a man in black who was sitting cross-legged in the "Spirit Gathering Formation" in front of him, with a look of anticipation on his face.

As the spiritual energy in the "Spirit Gathering Array" became more and more dense, the aura of the man in black was also slowly rising, gradually rising to the next level of cultivation.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingming smiled slightly and immediately threw a white porcelain bottle in the direction of the man in black.

After the man in black took the porcelain bottle, he opened it without any hesitation and poured the spiritual liquid in the bottle directly into his mouth.

Then he immediately cast a spell and began to refine the white spiritual liquid he had just taken.

After bringing back a lot of "Sky Fire Spirit Liquid" from the "Northern Frontier", Song Qingming had never found a suitable opportunity to use the spirit liquid because his own "puppet skills" were too low to refine a Nascent Soul puppet.

It was not until this retreat that he thought of the spiritual liquid in his hands as being helpful to the "puppet" body, and began to try to let the several corpse puppets around him refine the spiritual liquid.

It was originally just an idea that came to his mind, but the result shocked Song Qingming.

What he didn't expect was that these "Sky Fire Spirit Liquids" which were of no help in improving his own cultivation, actually significantly improved the cultivation of several puppets around him after they were refined.

"Golden Wind" and "Silver Armor", who had followed him for many years, broke through their original cultivation levels after each refining half a bottle of "Heavenly Fire Spirit Liquid".

Now, the cultivation of these two puppets has all advanced to the late Jindan realm.

Take this "Nascent Soul Puppet" that Qu Bai helped to repair. It has also been upgraded from the initial Nascent Soul level to the peak state, and it is only one step away from breaking through the realm.

Just as Song Qingming was waiting patiently, the puppet in front of him refined the spiritual liquid in its body and its aura rose rapidly again.

Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed above the puppet's head, and a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation came from the whole body, shaking the entire cave slightly.

Feeling the changes in the other party, Song Qingming, who was standing aside, suddenly showed a hint of joy on his face, and hurriedly stepped forward to the black-clothed puppet.

"It's worth it that I spent so much spiritual fluid on you. You actually succeeded in breaking through to the second level of the Nascent Soul!"

After confirming that the "black-clothed puppet"'s cultivation had broken through the second level of the Nascent Soul realm, Song Qingming's somewhat nervous expression of the past few days slightly subsided, and then a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

This time, in order to help this "black-clothed puppet" advance to the second level of the Nascent Soul realm, Song Qingming consumed nearly three bottles of "Heavenly Fire Spirit Liquid" on him.

It is several times more than the combined total of the two puppets "Golden Wind" and "Silver Armor".

If he fails, then he will have lost a lot of money by investing so much spiritual liquid this time.

I didn't expect that this "Heavenly Fire Spirit Liquid" would be so helpful in improving the puppet's cultivation. It seems that I have to go to the "Northern Frontier" again if I have the chance in the future.

Although Song Qingming got more than a dozen bottles of "Heavenly Fire Spirit Liquid" from Huo Feng last time.

However, after helping the "Black Puppet" advance to the second level of the Nascent Soul, and using some on "Golden Wind" and "Silver Armor", the "Heavenly Fire Spirit Liquid" in his hand has now been consumed by half.

The remaining "Heavenly Fire Spirit Liquid" might not be enough to help him cultivate to the third level of the Nascent Soul. It would be better to keep it to continue cultivating "Golden Wind" and "Silver Armor" until he breaks through to the Nascent Soul.

For the rest, I can only wait and find a way to go to the "Northern Frontier" to ask Huo Feng for help in the future.

Anyway, Huo Feng had promised him that it would not be difficult to get the "Heavenly Fire Spirit Liquid". As long as he knew that this thing could improve the cultivation of these puppets, Song Qingming had enough confidence in his heart.

After checking the condition of the "black-clothed puppet" and helping it take a few pills to stabilize its cultivation, Song Qingming walked out of the stone chamber with peace of mind and came to the cave hall outside.

As soon as he arrived at the hall, he saw a sound transmission talisman flashing in front of him. Song Qingming waved his hand lightly and summoned it directly.

I opened the sound transmission note and took a look, only to find that it was a message sent by Huang Siyuan several months ago.

In recent years, he has been determined to help the "black puppet" on his body break through his cultivation level.

In addition to his own cultivation, Song Qingming's attention was almost entirely focused on the stone chamber where the puppet was in retreat, and he did not notice any movements in other parts of the cave.

Fortunately, the sound transmission note sent by Huang Siyuan only said that someone was coming to visit her, and there was nothing too urgent.

After carefully reading the message on the talisman, Song Qingming put it away again, tidied up the cave, and then got up and opened the door of the cave that he had closed for a long time.

After coming out of seclusion, Song Qingming went straight to Huang Siyuan's cave, and just happened to meet her who had noticed that he had come out of seclusion and wanted to go out to check the situation.

"A few days ago, I discovered that the spiritual energy around my husband's cave was a little abnormal, but his cultivation has improved."

"It's not that easy for me to improve my cultivation at this level. I just helped those puppets improve their cultivation!"

Facing the doubt on Huang Siyuan's face, Song Qingming responded with a smile, and then asked her:

"I received news from you earlier, saying that someone from Yunlong Mountain came to look for me. Is that person still at the foot of the mountain?"

"Yes! This person said he had something important to tell you. He should still be at the foot of the mountain."

Huang Siyuan nodded slightly upon hearing this, and took Song Qingming to the market at the foot of the mountain, and soon arrived at the inn in the market.

However, when he saw the person who came to deliver the letter, Song Qingming's face showed a hint of surprise.

(End of this chapter)