Mortals get a golden finger for immortal cultivation every year

Chapter 225: The Void Spirit Related to the Tianpeng Clan
a quarter of an hour later

"Hahaha, Jin Yan Hou, I can't believe you actually lost to a Saint-level cultivator. If other Taoists knew about this, you would be laughed at to death for the next ten thousand years."

Just when Jin Yanhou, who was at the fusion stage, was defeated by Zhao Shuang, a hearty voice tinged with sarcasm and disbelief rang out.

"Why is this old guy here?"

Hearing the voice, Jin Yanhou's face changed drastically and he cried out in pain. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to think at all, and the owner of the voice had already appeared in front of them.

At this moment, the owner of the voice was a thin old man sitting on a huge beetle with a shiny black body.

This person looked to be about sixty years old, with deep eye sockets, a prominent nose and breasts, and was wearing a colorful robe. Around his neck hung a necklace of shiny silver round beads, each bead was as big as an egg, which looked extremely eye-catching.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Brother Xu Ling."

Seeing this, Jin Yanhou smiled helplessly and bowed.

"Hey, this little fellow has the potential to become a Mahayana cultivator! Are you interested in joining our Mayfly Clan? If you're willing, I'll personally perform a marrow cleansing on you, replacing your blood with that of the Saint Insect."

The old man ignored Jin Yanhou, but instead stared at Zhao Shuang with great interest.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior. I feel that being human is quite good and I don't want to join other races. I hope you can forgive me."

Zhao Shuang smiled slightly, bowed and said.

"Hahaha, you are the first holy monk who dares to refuse me."

Hearing what Zhao Shuang said, the old man Xu Ling's eyes turned cold, but he laughed.

Qing Yuanzi groaned in pain, but he had no choice but to appear in front of Zhao Shuang and bow.

"Brother Xu Ling, this boy is half of my clan, and I brought him here. I absolutely cannot let anything happen to him. I hope Brother Xu Ling can forgive me."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to him. I'm just curious about how he cultivated. This physical body is not inferior to the true spirit. No wonder he was able to defeat Jin Yanhou. Moreover, I feel that this guy has other tricks that he hasn't used yet. Otherwise, Jin Yanhou will be defeated even faster. Even if he uses all his strength, I'm afraid he won't be able to do anything. Weird, really weird."

The old man Xu Ling shook his head and said something that made Jin Yanhou and Qing Yuanzi's faces change drastically.

"Senior, you are joking. How could this kid possibly be a match for Senior Jin Yanhou? I just relied on the spiritual flame to take advantage of him."

Zhao Shuang immediately said with a smile.

"Alright, the spiritual flame you just used is indeed quite powerful. It doesn't seem to be among the top ten spiritual flames in the world of cultivation, but it is not inferior to them. Where did you get it?"

The old man Xu Ling asked.

"This is the result of my cultivation after refining and fusing multiple spiritual flames and gaining many opportunities."

Zhao Shuang found an excuse.

"I see. Then you are really lucky. You know, it is extremely difficult for spiritual flames to merge."

The old man Xu Ling nodded, as if he believed what Zhao Shuang said.

"I wonder when you came here, senior?" Zhao Shuang respectfully changed the subject.

"Oh! If you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten."

Hearing this, the old man Xu Ling looked at Zhao Shuang deeply and suddenly realized.

Then, he looked at Jin Yanhoudao.

"I have something to discuss with you this time, so why don't you sit downstairs first? Jin Yan, your Biling wine is quite good, so give me seven or eight pots."

"Seven or eight pots! Brother Xu Ling, you're joking. It takes three hundred years to brew one pot of Bi Ling wine, and the raw materials are hard to find. I only have three or four pots in total. How can I have seven or eight pots for you to drink!"

Hearing this, Jin Yanhou was at a loss for words and said, his attention was no longer on Zhao Shuang.
After all, compared to Zhao Shuang, the big trouble of Old Man Xu Ling needs to be solved as soon as possible.

"Haha, three or four pots will do. It's enough for me to have a few drinks."

Hearing this, the old man Xu Ling laughed and said.

Then, without waiting for Jin Yanhou and Qing Yuanzi to say anything, he pinched a seal with one hand, and the huge beetle under him made a "puff" sound and turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared into thin air.

The black smoke rolled again and disappeared into his sleeves like a snake.

Then the old man moved and turned into a black light and flew towards the palace below.

Jin Yanhou, Zhao Shuang, Great Elder Jin Yue and Qing Yuanzi followed closely behind.

Although Great Elder Jin Yue was in the late stage of fusion and had reached great perfection, Old Man Xu Ling didn't even look at him.

After all, even if it was an ordinary Mahayana stage, the old man Xu Ling might not raise his eyes to take a second look.

Because he is a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, not a Mahayana Stage ancestor, there is still a gap in their identities and status.

A master who can choose to ascend to the fairyland at any time, neither Qing Yuanzi nor Jin Yanhou can compare to him.

He is one of the immortal beings in the spiritual world, but he is not very famous.

Therefore, the chance of surviving the catastrophe of ascension is not particularly high.

No, it should be extremely unlikely, completely impossible to survive, but one has to ascend, otherwise he will not be able to survive the next heavenly tribulation. There is still a glimmer of hope to ascend to the immortal realm, but there is no hope at all to survive the heavenly tribulation.

Soon, everyone returned to the hall where Jin Yanhou had originally been and sat down again.

But this time, there was an old man named Xu Ling sitting opposite Qing Yuanzi's seat.

Zhao Shuang and Great Elder Jin Yue stood on either side of Qing Yuanzi. Although Elder Xu Ling and Marquis Jin Yan asked him to sit down, Zhao Shuang refused.

After Jin Yanhou sat down, he raised his hands and clapped them lightly without any nonsense. Immediately, four beautiful maids wearing golden gauze came up, each holding some rare spiritual fruits and placed them on the table in front of them.

"Where's the Biling wine? Jin Yan, you're not just trying to fool me with these things, are you?"

Seeing this, the old man Xu Ling glanced at the spiritual fruit in front of him, rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

"Brother Xu Ling, don't worry. The Bi Ling wine needs to be placed in the ten thousand year old black ice to become more mellow. I have already sent someone to the ice cave to get it."

Hearing this, Jin Yanhou smiled helplessly.

He was no match for this old man, so he naturally didn't dare to offend him. He had to deal with it with a pinch of his nose, hoping that he wouldn't go too far and ask for something important.
"That's better!" As for Jin Yanhou's attitude, the old man Xu Ling nodded indifferently, then stretched out his hand to grab a peach-like bright red spiritual fruit in front of him and swallowed it in a few bites.

It looked like he hadn't even spit out the core.

Seeing this scene, a strange look flashed in Elder Jin Yue's eyes.

"Hmm? Little girl from the Feiling clan and the Tianpeng clan, not bad, not bad. The Kunpeng bloodline in your body is the only one I have ever seen in my life. It seems that it will not be difficult for you to break through the Mahayana stage in the future. In this way, the Tianpeng clan will also rise." The old man Xu Ling's gaze fell on the great elder Jin Yue.

"My name is Jin Yue, the Great Elder of the Tianpeng Clan. Nice to meet you, Senior Xu Ling."

Hearing this, Great Elder Jin Yue bowed and said respectfully.

"So you're the Great Elder of the Tianpeng Clan. No wonder. Not bad, not bad. I've met a little fellow from your Tianpeng Clan before. His name seems to be Hongyun. He's quite talented."

The old man Xu Ling said something that surprised Zhao Shuang.

I didn’t expect that the Tianpeng clan and the old man Xu Ling had such a close relationship.

"Great Elder Hongyun is indeed the most brilliant and talented Great Elder of our clan in hundreds of thousands of years."

Great Elder Jin Yue was also quite surprised.

"Hmm! It really is this little fellow from your Tianpeng clan. Now that I have met him, I cannot help but express my gratitude. This bottle of Qihe Pill is very beneficial for those in the late Saint stage. Consider it a greeting gift."

The old man Xu Ling directly threw a black jade bottle to Elder Jin Yue, which contained the Qi He Dan he mentioned.

Elder Jin Yue was naturally surprised and happy, and hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

"Thank you, Senior Xu Ling."

"It doesn't matter!"

The old man Xu Ling waved his hand and didn't care. He didn't say anything more to Elder Jin Yue. Instead, he set his eyes on Zhao Shuang.

"I heard that Brother Xu Ling has reached the final hurdle and has been in seclusion for a thousand years, preparing to overcome the tribulation of ascension. How did he suddenly find the time to come to the Styx and visit with us all? Is there something important going on?"

Seeing this, Jin Yanhou asked with some doubt and some surprise.

After all, the most important thing for him was to get rid of this old guy as soon as possible.

"Of course it's something important! Otherwise, even if I had nothing better to do than to eat, I wouldn't have gone through so much trouble to break through the realm and come to you. Enough of the nonsense, just hand over all the Styx Milk in your hands. This time, I brought the 'Five Element Pills' and the eggs of the 'Wan Kun Worm', and I'll use them in exchange for all the spiritual milk in your hands!"

Hearing Jin Yanhou's question, the old man Xu Ling snorted coldly and said,
"What? Fellow Daoist also wants the Milk of the Styx!"

Jin Yanhou and Qing Yuanzi's expressions changed drastically, and they looked at each other in surprise.

Even the Great Elder Jin Yue, who had just obtained the Qi He Dan, was extremely surprised. The three of them looked at Zhao Shuang at the same time.

"What? You gave the Milk of the Styx to this kid." Seeing this scene, how could the old man Xu Ling not know what happened.

"That's right. However, Brother Xu Ling, this spiritual milk doesn't seem to have any effect on you. Besides, nobles should have a lot of spiritual milk! Others may not be able to use it, but with your status, it should be easy for you to do so."

Qing Yuanzi naturally didn't want anything to happen to Zhao Shuang, so he could only bite the bullet and ask,
"First, I want the Styx Divine Milk, not for my own use, but for other purposes. Second, the amount of spiritual milk stored by our Mayfly Clan is not as much as you think due to large-scale consumption. The only remaining spiritual milk has been taken out and used up by me. Otherwise, I would not have come to you to look for it. I exchanged some from several other people, but it is not enough. However, Qing Yuanzi, you can rest assured that this old man will not make things difficult for a junior." The old man Xu Ling promised.

"But if he is willing to give it to me, you won't stop him!"

"Thank you, Brother Xu Ling. This is natural."

Qing Yuanzi breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Naturally, he was unwilling to offend the old man Xu Ling, because he could not defeat him, and the other party was only one step away from ascension.

He couldn't afford to offend this person at all, but he had to protect Zhao Shuang.

At this time, the old man Xu Ling did not waste any words and did not wait for Zhao Shuang to speak. He shook his sleeves, and suddenly a black cloud flashed on the table in front of him, and more than a dozen jade bottles of different sizes appeared.

"All the elixirs here are, without exception, elixirs that I have collected that can help improve one's cultivation in the Fusion Stage. With such a large quantity, their value is enough to be equal to a bottle of Styx Milk. For every bottle of spiritual milk you have, I will give you that many times as many elixirs."

After taking it out, the old man Xu Ling spoke with great confidence.

Obviously, he is extremely confident about this exchange.

Although Qing Yuanzi and Jin Yanhou no longer needed these pills, they were still extremely surprised.

After all, if any bottle of the elixir in here were taken to the outside world, there would be countless fusion cultivators fighting for it.

For ordinary cultivators, the value of so many elixirs together is actually higher than those bottles of Styx Spirit Milk.

The old man Xu Ling took out dozens of bottles without any hesitation. Naturally, Qing Yuanzi and Jin Yanhou were also extremely surprised.

Seeing that Zhao Shuang was unmoved, the old man Xu Ling frowned slightly, picked up a bottle of pills and introduced them.

"The Qingying Pill in here is the Qinghai clan's sacred medicine. Taking one pill is enough to offset a month of your usual hard training! And among all the pills I've taken out, this medicine is only of average or above average quality."

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior. However, these pills are of little use to me. If you don't believe me, please take a look."

Seeing this, Zhao Shuang also shook his sleeves, took out the small bottle, and then asked the elder Jin Yue beside him to step forward and hand it to the other party.

Seeing this, the old man Xu Ling took the jade bottle with half belief and opened it. Suddenly, a refreshing fragrance that penetrated his heart immediately came to his nose.

Then, the old man Xu Ling's expression changed slightly, but he did not pour out the pill immediately. Instead, he put the bottle mouth under his nose and took a deep sniff.

The next moment, his expression became uncertain!
"Brother Xu Ling, you are a master of alchemy. Is there something wrong with Zhao Xiaoyou's elixir?"

Seeing the expression on Xu Ling's face, Jin Yanhou was curious and asked,

"There is nothing wrong with the pill, it's just that the fragrance of the medicine seems a little familiar, but I can't remember where it is." After shaking his head, the old man Xu Ling opened the bottle cap and poured out the pill.

It was only the size of a thumb, fiery red in color, with golden lines streaking across its surface. Its entire body was filled with flowing spiritual light, as if it were a living thing.

"It's indeed the Corrosion Immortal Pill. I never thought you could find the long-extinct Corrosion Poison Immortal Grass?"

The old man Xu Ling recognized the origin of the elixir at a glance.

"What? This elixir is made from poisonous grass?"

At this moment, Jin Yanhou could no longer sit still and became excited.

However, Qing Yuanzi's eyes flashed, and he showed a hint of surprise.

At the same time, I also felt a little relieved as to why Zhao Shuang was able to collect so much material.

The old man Xu Ling didn't say anything else. He just carefully studied the pill in his hand, then put the pill into the jade bottle and returned it to Zhao Shuang.

"Yes, this Immortal Corrosion Pill is indeed better than these pills I have."

"You are really amazing."

(End of this chapter)