Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

The elixir that was handed over so solemnly by the first sword cultivator after the withering of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree, the only true dragon in the Three Realms, the glory of the immortal cultivation world, and the revived Hengyue Star, is certainly not an ordinary item.

What's more, this is the second important occasion for Yunshang Immortal to drink the apprentice tea in a hundred years.

Nan Fuguang knew Xumu Xisui Dan. In fact, this was not even the first time she had seen it.
A few days ago, Lu Sang was brought back to Yuntian Sect. She got the key to the treasure house of Yunshang Immortal Venerable. The moment she entered the treasury under the envious gaze of her fellow disciples, she noticed this thing.

The Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill and the Marrow Cleansing Pill made from the scales of a real dragon that Lu Sang needed in the future were almost of the same level. The difference was that the latter was made from the scales of a real dragon that had once been in its complete form, while the Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill was made from the essence of the branches of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree that was still alive at that time.

The complete true dragon scales may be found in the Gap Secret Realm, but the essence of the main branches of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree is completely non-renewable... So in comparison, the Xumu Cleansing Marrow Pill seems to be more precious.
As each marrow cleansing pill is used, there is one less. Now, there is probably only this one left in the Three Realms and Six Paths, in the treasure house of Immortal Yunshang.

This thing can allow cultivators to refine their natural spiritual roots. In other words, it can have the effect of a complete transformation. For example, the total amount of spiritual energy that can be contained in the body of a cultivator has an upper limit. The fewer the attributes of his spiritual roots, the higher the value he can get for each attribute.
This is why people always think of a single spiritual root as a natural physique gifted by God for cultivating immortality.

Nan Fuguang's innate constitution was not particularly good. Her Fire and Wood elements carried a little bit of water impurities, so when she entered the treasure house that day, she did try to reach out for the Xu Mu Xisui Pill.

Washing away the wood attribute and ignoring a little bit of water attribute impurities, she is almost a pure fire spiritual root.

Among the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, gold and fire spiritual roots are most suitable for becoming a sword cultivator. As long as she becomes a single fire spiritual root, it will be just a matter of time for her to break through the final stage of foundation building safely and painlessly.

Xumu Xisui Dan is really a good thing.

——As good as the magical weapons that Nan Fuguang threw down in Jingtan.

……

The rarity of Xumu Xisui Dan is within the scope of public knowledge.

At this moment, everyone in the hall was shocked, with gasps coming one after another. People seemed to have suddenly contracted some strange disease. They kept their mouths shut, but desperately poked the people around them with their elbows.

Their eyes widened, as if it was worth it to be able to see this legendary elixir with their own eyes in their lifetime.

So Nan Fuguang didn't know what expression he should show.

His face was frozen in a strange expression of helplessness, speechlessness and a little funny.

She heard someone mumbling behind her -

"Isn't it a bit of a waste to use this thing to break through the late stage of foundation building? It should be enough to break through from Nascent Soul to Out-of-Body Stage, right?"
Then the voice paused, and sighed as if it had suddenly realized something.
"Ah, so the eldest sister's aptitude is really not as good as the legend says. I entered the sect late, and I thought she was jealous of her being a disciple of Yunshang Xianzun... It turns out that she really needs elixirs to break through the final stage of foundation building."

It sounded as if there were Jindan-stage cultivators everywhere.

Nan Fuguang was too lazy to look back to see who said that. She stood there for a long time without moving, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, she did not step forward to take the pill from Yan Ji'an's hand.

In fact, it was only a few moments of suspension, but for Yunshang Xianzun who handed over the pill, it was obviously long enough -

Yan Ji'an frowned calmly, "Daily?"

This time the ending tone was upturned, and it was no longer a declarative sentence with a pleasant and generous tone, but carried a hint of confusion.

"No?"

For someone like Yan Ji'an, who is at the stage of Immortality, his mortal body has long been refined, and his five senses of hearing, seeing, and seeing have been enhanced to the maximum. It is impossible for him not to hear what strange or unpleasant words those people are saying.

But he didn't react to it.

He just doesn't care what those people say.

He stared at Nan Fuguang firmly, without even a hint of impatience, but only pure confusion and urging, as if to say: I gave you what you wanted, why are you unhappily coming forward to take it?

This is Yan Ji'an.

He simply couldn't understand the thoughts of ordinary people, and he didn't expect that Nan Fuguang being stuck in the final stage of foundation building might be a great shame for her that couldn't be announced to the world. From his perspective, he just found a solution to the problem, and Nan Fuguang didn't show any joy about his solution, so he could only ask -

Don't you want it?
These three words were like a spell, reminding Nan Fuguang of some past events.

About how she became Yan Ji'an's disciple.

Many years ago, Nan Fuguang's parents were still alive and had not yet traveled far away. They were a loving couple in the Nascent Soul stage who were well-known in the world of immortal cultivation.
Nan Fuguang, who was born in Yuntian Sect, felt a sense of belonging to the sect. It was not until she was twelve years old that her qi began to circulate in her sea of ​​consciousness. When she reached the age where she could practice Taoism, she needed a master.
The day when Nan Fuguang became a disciple was quite grand. All the members of Yuntian Sect, including Sect Master Xie Cong, were present, waiting for Nan Fuguang to choose a master he liked and then be counted as an inner sect disciple and shine from then on...
Nan Fuguang, who was only as tall as most people's belts at the time, walked around the hall, finally climbed up a small staircase, and stopped in front of Yunshang Xianzun, who was sitting in the main seat with his chin supported by one hand and looking into the corner absent-mindedly.
She had long wanted to ask why Immortal Yunshang had never had a disciple.
Standing in front of the Immortal Lord, the little girl turned around to look at her parents who were terrified and wanted to grab her. Her round, immature face clearly said: Dad, I want this.
Nan Fuguang’s biological father: …Get down here!
At that time, Yunshang Xianzun probably sensed that the atmosphere was unusual, so he withdrew his gaze from the wandering god and fixed it on the little girl standing in front of him.
After a pause, he said, "I am a sword cultivator."
Meaning: How can a little girl become a sword cultivator? Go away.
However, the stupid little girl didn't understand. She blinked and imitated his calm tone and said calmly, "I will be your apprentice."
Nan Fuguang’s logical chain is very clear.
"The Immortal Master has no other disciples. If I become his disciple, I will be the only one. My parents only have me. I have been domineering since I was a child and I can't learn to share... If I compete with others for the master, I will be hated by others. I don't want to be hated by others."
At that time, Yunshang Xianzun was speechless by what she said. In the gap of silence, he listened to her question -
"No?"

Later, Nan Fuguang climbed onto the throne that belonged to the Immortal Master Yunshang as she wished, sat on his arms with her arms around his neck, and proudly showed off the Yaoguang Sword given to her by her master to her speechless parents.

Later on, she was the only one doing this for many years.

It was a pity that the Yaoguang Sword was broken before it could be transformed into her natal sword.

"Ri Ri, I'll give you the Xu Mu Cleansing Marrow Pill. Don't you want it?"

...The air seemed to freeze.

Xie Yunxing leaned over and touched Nan Fuguang, who was as silent as a corpse, with his shoulder, and lowered his voice: "Okay, I have discussed this matter with the Immortal Venerable. If you want to kill me, I will admit it, but you should know that you can't kill him if you want to, and if you plan to ignore him, I'm afraid we will have to stand here today until the moon is high above the willows or until the end of time. You may think it doesn't matter, but as a passerby, I feel it's really a bit embarrassing..."

She finished speaking without pausing. Nan Fuguang turned his head and glanced at her, then said softly, "This has nothing to do with you."

Xie Yunxing was relieved that he would not be killed.

But she soon realized that she had breathed a sigh of relief too early.

Because the next moment, seeing that Nan Fuguang had not moved for a long time and did not listen to the advice, some people in the sect began to think that she was ungrateful -
The group that dislikes Nan Fuguang usually has a high degree of overlap with the group of brainless admirers of Yunshang Immortal Master. Now seeing their Immortal Master being neglected like this is probably more painful than killing them.

Among them were some people from the pharmacy.

The feeling of being ignored by the Immortal Master and the elixir in the Immortal Master's hand, which they would never be able to refine or even touch in their lifetime, were enough to make them red-eyed.

As the one who was most appreciative of food and not of beatings among them, Bai Jue bravely stood up and called out "Senior Sister Fu Guang" in a sarcastic tone, saying, "I guess you remembered my last statement that you were only at the late stage of foundation building and were not worthy of Immortal Venerable Yunshang, so you are so anxious to break through to the late stage of foundation building... But this is not a bad thing. It is important for people to have self-knowledge and a desire to make progress. Now that the Immortal Venerable has taken pity on you and given you this Xumu Xisui Pill, you can be said to have turned a disaster into a blessing—"

Nan Fuguang raised his eyelids and glanced at Bai Jiu: "Shut up."

Bai Jue choked for a moment. Not far away, another soft female voice sounded, "Sister, what Senior Brother Bai said was not pleasant to hear, but it was true. I know that you are worried about the breakthrough, and Master was quite surprised. Today, we discussed and decided to give you this marrow cleansing pill to ensure that you can enter the Golden Core Stage safely and smoothly... There is no harm in this matter, so don't refuse it, right?"

Lu Sang has a soft voice, and is naturally peaceful and seems to be able to soothe people's hearts.

Now she has an identity in the sect—in addition to being the Divine Phoenix, she is also the disciple of Yan Ji’an and the junior sister of Nan Fuguang—
As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone agreed as if they had received some promise.

Only Yan Ji'an seemed to have not heard any sound and just looked at Nan Fuguang quietly.

Seeing that he did not move, Bai Jui was encouraged by the boos from the crowd, so he held his head high and said, "Junior Sister Lu Sang is right! Senior Sister Fu Guang, with so many people here today, we all know that you are unhappy that the Immortal Master is accepting another disciple... But for so many years, the Immortal Master has never promised that there will only be you under his tutelage. Now that Junior Sister Lu Sang has become the Immortal Master's disciple, it is a foregone conclusion. Why are you still making a fuss?"

Nan Fuguang frowned: "Didn't I tell you to shut up?"

Bai Jiu: "Tsk tsk, I think you are just stingy and don't know how to do good——"

He was interrupted by the white silk flying out from Nan Fuguang's sleeve.

The white silk was as agile as usual, but there was also a difference - unlike before, it was just infused with wood-attributed spiritual energy and moved like a tree root. When it flew out of Nan Fuguang's sleeve, there really were tree roots and vine-like branches entwined around the white silk!

Before Bai Jue could dodge, the white silk wrapped around the vines wrapped around his wrist. Nan Fuguang raised his hand, and the thick and strong vines lifted him up to several feet in the air!

"Follow the light!"

As the first sect leader Xie Cong who reacted first shouted, Nan Fuguang turned a deaf ear to him.

Suddenly, the ground in the hall shook violently!
In the chaos, the bluestone brick ground shook, and a thick, verdant ancient tree cracked out of the ground and rose up!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Amid Baijiu's screams, the vines stretched out as if they had life, slowly wrapping around Baijiu who was held in the air, binding him like a snake. The vines snaked around his neck and covered his mouth.

The noisy sound finally disappeared from my ears.

Nan Fuguang withdrew his hand to take back the silk sleeve, stood with his hands behind his back, and did not move an inch from beginning to end.

The floating dust was everywhere, and people blinked, shocked to find that there were dense forest branches and leaves everywhere in front of them. The sect hall, which was originally large enough to accommodate hundreds of people, was now occupied by eight floors of huge ancient trees that appeared out of thin air.

Above the tree crown, the branches of the ancient trees that grew out of thin air spread out and almost covered the entire hall. The roof of the hall made a creaking sound as if it could not bear the weight.
A few wildly growing branches pierced through the roof of the hall, and a few beams of sunlight shone down, falling on the ground and forming circular spots of light.
Under the tree, Baijiu, entangled in the branches, was twisting its body desperately like a cicada pupa.

The hall changed from a bustling apprenticeship scene to a silent cemetery.

……

Compared to his fellow disciples who were stunned into silence, it was obvious that the astonishment of Yunshang Immortal Lord, which only appeared once in a thousand years, was more precious.

"No, Master."

Nan Fuguang turned to Yan Ji'an and spoke calmly.

"I don't have any use for this Xumu Xisui Pill."

(End of this chapter)