I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 337: White Tiger Evil Spirit Appears

In a blink of an eye, Xia Daoming had already served in Zhilu City for two years and two months.

During this period, apart from his routine inspections of the Youhuang Ruins, he basically spent his time in the Killing Cave and the mansion in the Killing City.

We have been in and out of the Killing Cave many times, and have reached the end of some branch roads several times.

During this period, countless fights took place. There was even an encounter with a Nascent Soul-level evil spirit, and a fierce fight broke out. In the end, Xia Daoming used ten palm thunders to escape.

Repeated fighting, especially fighting with Nascent Soul-level evil spirits, was a great training for Xia Daoming.

Although Xia Daoming's boundless sea of ​​blood has not changed much during this period, his combat power has improved a lot due to repeated actual combat.

In terms of Qi refining, although there is no sign of a breakthrough in his realm, because of repeated casting of spells to hone his skills, and then going back to borrow elixirs and top-grade spirit stones to repair and recover, his true essence and magical power are like being tempered a thousand times, becoming more and more condensed, and his real strength is much higher than before.

After more than a year of constantly absorbing evil spirits and refining them, the power of the evil spirits contained in the Ten Thousand Snakes Poisonous Banner finally reached the limit of what Xia Daoming's spiritual consciousness could control.

Xia Daoming immediately stopped absorbing the evil spirits and ghosts, and only used the Ten Thousand Snakes Poisonous Banner to deal with the evil spirits and ghosts.

The soul refining bead also reached its limit.

Next, what Xia Daoming needs to do is to slowly compress and polish the bead, turning it into a powerful thorn god bead.

It can be said that these alone are considerable gains for Xia Daoming over the past year.

As for the rest, as the Yuanying ancestor who had been in there said, there was nothing good in there and it was not worth exploring for people of their level.

Xia Daoming is not a Yuanying ancestor, but his vision is actually almost the same as that of a Yuanying ancestor.

Therefore, some broken ancient treasures, ghost flowers, dark ice stone marrow and other rare treasures found in the Killing Cave over the past year, as well as some things left behind by monks who died there in recent years, were a great fortune for other Jindan monks, but for Xia Daoming, who was bent on finding the White Tiger Blood Pearl, they did not give much surprise.

It's nothing more than making a little money.

"Alas! My spiritual awareness is strong, and I have cultivated the magical power of the Golden Roc Sky Eye. If there are really White Tiger Blood Pearls hidden in the places I have passed by, the possibility of missing them should be small.

Over the past year, I have been to so many places in the Killing Cave, but I still haven't found the White Tiger Blood Pearl. Could it be that the White Tiger Blood Pearl is just a rumor and there is actually no White Tiger Blood Pearl in there, or has someone already found it?"

On this day, Xia Daoming flew out from the entrance of the killing cave again, looked back at the way he came, with a complicated expression.

Soon, Xia Daoming disappeared into the dark wilderness.

Not long after Xia Daoming left, Luo Qian, wearing a tall crown, appeared at the entrance of the killing cave.

Looking at the dark and bottomless cave, Luo Qian hesitated for a moment this time and then jumped down without hesitation.

Xia Daoming had no idea that Luo Qian had actually entered the Killing Cave alone. It was not until three days later, when he returned to the Zhilu City Mansion and saw a sound transmission note floating in the mansion, that Xia Daoming realized that Luo Qian had actually gone to the Killing Cave alone.

In the sound transmission note, Luo Qian just said very calmly that he went to the Killing Cave to fight. If he could come back, that would be the best. If not, he asked Xia Daoming to bring Luo Mu and others back to the sect after his service was over. He also asked Xia Daoming not to tell Luo Mu that he had gone deep into the Killing Cave to fight. He just assumed that he had an accident while on patrol, and there was no other extra explanation.

Listening to Luo Qian's calm tone and explanation, Xia Daoming inexplicably felt a sense of sadness for a hero in his old age, as well as being moved by the deep love an old father has for his child.

With his level of cultivation and remaining life span, why would he enter the Killing Cave if it wasn't for his daughter's hope of forming a golden elixir again?

"Ugh!"

Watching the sound transmission note twist and turn into a streak of light and disappear, Xia Daoming couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

This sound transmission talisman was left behind several days ago. With Luo Qian's level of cultivation, he can only last for two days at most in the Killing Cave.

It would be in vain even if he rushed there now.

Besides, there are so many branch roads in the Killing Cave, and he wouldn't know which branch road Luo Qian is in.

"Elder Luo, I wish you good luck!" Xia Daoming muttered to himself as he looked towards the Killing Cave.

Afterwards, Xia Daoming sat in his mansion in a daze, feeling a little depressed.

It was unknown how long he had been sitting there, but Xia Daoming suddenly raised his eyebrows, stood up abruptly, and flew out of the mansion in a flash. The next moment he appeared outside the Qingyuan Sect’s headquarters.

On the cobblestone street leading to the entrance of the settlement, a tall and thin old man was staggering towards the settlement. His face was blue, his vitality was dim, and his magic power was fluctuating disorderly.

"Elder Luo, are you injured?" Xia Daoming hurried forward and stretched out his hand to support Luo Qian.

Luo Qian subconsciously dodged Xia Daoming's support: "Yes, that place is too dangerous, I almost lost my life there."

Xia Daoming was slightly stunned when he saw Luo Qian avoiding his support, but without thinking much, he smiled and said, "I'm glad that you can come back alive. I happen to have a Moonlight Rejuvenation Pill on hand. If Elder Luo doesn't mind, take it first." As he spoke, Xia Daoming accompanied Luo Qian into his mansion and handed over a bottle of pills.

The Moonlight Rejuvenating Pill is a top-grade healing elixir, but it is very expensive, costing about three or four hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones per pill.

"Moonlight Rejuvenating Pill!" Luo Qian's body trembled slightly, and he looked at the pill bottle with surprise and surprise, and an indescribable subtlety and complexity.

"This healing elixir is quite expensive. You know I am short of money right now, so I don't have any money for the time being..."

"Haha, what are you talking about, Elder Luo! You and I are from the same sect after all, and we have been working together happily for more than two years. Now that you have survived a great disaster, I can't wait to be happy. What's an elixir? Elder Luo, just take it and use it." Xia Daoming said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll be honored to refuse." Luo Qian bowed slightly and took the bottle of pills.

"Then Elder Luo, please heal your wounds and rest. I won't disturb you anymore." Xia Daoming smiled and bowed to say goodbye.

"Okay, since it's not convenient today, I won't keep you here. I'll come to thank you another day." Luo Qian bowed and saw the guest off.

Watching Xia Daoming leave, Luo Qian's eyes revealed a complex look, one of guilt and gratitude, as well as a hint of deep vigilance.

Soon, Luo Qian closed the mansion and entered the secret room for practice.

As soon as he entered the secret room, Luo Qian's old face with a furious look could no longer suppress his ecstasy, and his index finger and thumb on his right hand kept pinching and turning the storage ring on his ring finger.

"Luck, what great luck! Mu'er has a chance to form a pill! Hope!"

Luo Qian walked back and forth in the secret room with an excited and happy look on his face, muttering to himself for a long time before he gradually calmed down and took out the Yuehua Rejuvenation Pill that Xia Daoming had given him.

"This Xia Daoming is indeed a man who values ​​friendship and is talented. If he didn't already have two wives, it would be a great thing for him to become his dual cultivation partner after Mu'er forms her golden elixir."

Looking at the Moonlight Rejuvenating Pill in his hand, Luo Qian's eyes once again revealed a complicated look. Then he opened his mouth and swallowed it, sitting cross-legged to refine and absorb the pill's power, and quietly recuperating.

City Lord's Mansion.

After Master Ma Ling completed his daily practice, he released his spiritual sense to cover the entire Zhilu City as usual to see if there was anything unusual.

Suddenly, Master Ma Ling opened his eyes abruptly.

"White Tiger evil spirit! Could it be that someone really found the White Tiger Blood Pearl in the Killing Cave!" Master Ma Ling stood up suddenly, but quickly sat back down, closed his eyes again, and scanned with his spiritual sense.

After a while, Master Ma Ling opened his eyes again and stood up.

After a while.

On the upper floor of a restaurant not far from the Qingyuan Sect’s headquarters, an old man with arms below his knees and a gaunt face stood by the window. He stared at the stone hall where Luo Qian lived for a long time before he left and returned to the City Lord’s Mansion.

Not long after Master Ma Ling returned to the City Lord's Mansion, someone came to report to him about Luo Qian's recent movements, specifically mentioning that he had just returned today and was seriously injured.

"It seems there is nothing wrong." A hint of joy flashed in Master Ma Ling's eyes. He waved to his subordinate and asked him to retreat.

"Master, why are you suddenly concerned about Luo Qian? Do you suspect that Qi Yetian has taken action against him? That's not right. If Qi Yetian really wanted to take action, he should have killed Xia Daoming first. This kid has good talent, so he must be strangled before he really grows up." Sang Sheng said with a puzzled look on his face.

This Sang Sheng was exactly the late Jindan cultivator with a sallow complexion whom Xia Daoming saw when he first came to the City Lord’s Mansion.

This person was also the favorite disciple of Master Ma Ling who was injured by Xiao Hongyi.

Therefore, he has always harbored hatred towards the Qingyuan Sect, and in fact, he was hoping that the Qi family and Chai Hanshan would take action against Luo Qian and Xia Daoming.

"No matter whether Qi Yetian attacked Luo Qian or Xia Daoming, as long as he didn't do it in Zhilu City, what does it have to do with me? I don't have the energy to care about these trivial matters. I care about Luo Qian because I suspect he has got the White Tiger Blood Pearl." Master Ma Ling said the latter, looking at Sang Sheng with a smile on his face.

"Luo Qian actually got the White Tiger Blood Pearl!" Sang Sheng was shocked when he heard this, and his face showed surprise. Soon, the surprise on his face turned into a cold murderous intent: "Disciple will sneak into Qingyuan Sect, kill Luo Qian, and take the White Tiger Blood Pearl!"

"Nonsense!" Master Ma Ling's face darkened when he heard this and he shouted.

“Master, the White Tiger Blood Pearl is of great importance. I am worried…” Sang Sheng was shocked when he heard Master Ma Ling scolding him, but he still reminded him.

"What are you worried about? Could Luo Qian escape from under my nose?" Master Ma Ling interrupted Sang Sheng with a sullen face: "You need to find a way to temper your impatient temper. If you were not so impatient and eager to win when you fought with Xiao Hongyi, you would not have been seriously injured and defeated by him.

Now that so many years have passed, you still can't completely calm down your temper. You easily lose your composure at critical moments. If you continue like this, even if you obtain the White Tiger Blood Pearl, your hope of embarking on the path of the Nascent Soul is still very small."

"Master is right." Sang Sheng lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Master Ma Ling. However, there was a hint of dissatisfaction and anxiety in his eyes as he looked at the ground.

(End of this chapter)