I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

"The bell rings seven times, which means that a major event has occurred, which is related to the life and death of Qianqiu Valley!"

Some disciples quickly thought of the meaning, and soon their expressions changed. Some couldn't help but whispered excitedly: "The bell has rang seven times. Could it be that the master of the valley has come out of seclusion, so he has to summon the whole valley?" Disciple?"

Every disciple of Qianqiu Valley knows...

The number of times the bell rings represents the urgency of the event.

The last time the bell rang seven times was nearly fifty years ago, when the strongest man from the royal family came to kill him alone and almost leveled the entire Qianqiu Valley!

If the strong man had not been frightened away by Qianqiu Valley's trump card at the critical moment, Qianqiu Valley might not be visible on the map of Xuanwu Kingdom today!

"Even if the headmaster and the valley master comes out of seclusion, there should be no need for the bell to ring seven times..."

There were also some disciples who were shaking their heads, their expressions looking particularly solemn: "Could it be related to the bell ringing not long ago?"

Of course, there were some disciples who were slightly stunned after hearing the bell, and then a flash of joy flashed across their faces uncontrollably.

"The bell tolled seven times, it was actually the bell that tolled seven times!"

"Thirty years... a full thirty years! I have finally waited for it! Are we finally going to launch the final general attack?"

"It must be! It can't be wrong! Three years and three years later, it's time for this once No. 1 Holy Land to come to an end!"

The bell rang seven times, like an invisible tide surging and spreading, sweeping across the entire Qianqiu Valley in just a few breaths.

When the last bell rang, several elders and deacons had already set off and rushed to the Qianqiu Hall deep inside the sect.

Qianqiu Hall, as the name suggests, is a very lazy...no, very convenient hall.

It is named after Qianqiu Valley. At the same time, it is also a palace for receiving distinguished guests from Qianqiu Valley and handling important matters.

In the past seven hundred years, almost every decision related to the fate of Qianqiu Valley was made in Qianqiu Palace and then communicated to the top and bottom of Qianqiu Valley.

"Teacher...Headmaster, are you summoning the elders and deacons now to make this matter public?"

After silently carrying out the old man's order, Yanagawa Yuan asked hesitantly: "But if this matter is announced now, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of panic..."

This is because he chose relatively euphemistic words.

In fact, once the news is fully exposed, just causing panic will be the least severe result.

If you are not careful, the cohesion of the entire sect may be lost. Even without the Xuanwu royal family coming to the door, Qianqiu Gu will perform a sudden death on the spot.

"Before the royal family comes to kill Qianqiugu, Qianqiu Gu should kill himself first, so that the royal family can't kill Qianqiu Gu... Well, in a sense, it can also be regarded as an invincible countermeasure?"

Seeing that the other party did not avoid himself and Zhu Youniang, Feng Xia was too lazy to move. Instead, he rubbed his chin while observing the actions of the headmaster of the valley.

Yanagawa Yuan's words also asked the questions in his heart.

Although his Sword Heart Transparency has been perfected and his overall strength is no less than that of some Taoist realms, this old man's experience in life is definitely much richer than him.

The old man can definitely think of the problems they think of.

They couldn't think of a solution, maybe the old man already has a countermeasure!

"Of course we can't say it directly."

Hearing this, the old man stroked his beard, shook his head and said with a smile: "Not everyone has such a strong Taoist heart as you. Some people are either just grassroots, or they simply secretly took refuge in the royal family of Xuanwu King early. .”

Yanagawa Yuan couldn't help but his expression changed slightly.

However, he did not refute it.

Because everything the old man said is true. After all, Qianqiu Valley today is not the first holy land it once was, and its majesty is far less majestic than it was back then. Naturally, some people will want to "find another way out."

"Of course, there was an oath before joining the sect. Therefore, most of these people are just waiting and watching, and have not really betrayed the sect."

The old man shook his head calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter: "So, there is only one thing I have to do - give them a reason to stay!"

Hearing this sentence, Yanagawa Yuan stared in disbelief, and then his face showed a look of ecstasy: "Is it possible that your cultivation has already..."

The old man nodded calmly and said calmly: "Although it is the first time I have stepped into this realm, it is enough to block that person."

After receiving the confirmed answer, Yanagawa Yuan immediately became energetic:

"In this case, I will chair the meeting this time and announce this exciting news!"

He quickly bowed to say goodbye and left. The old man slowly turned around and glanced at Zhu Youniang. A faint light flickered in his muddy old eyes, and then his gaze was fixed on Feng Xia's. On the body.

Feng Xia smiled back and suddenly said: "Senior, in fact, you haven't made a breakthrough at all, right?"

The old man's expression did not change. He just looked at Feng Xia a few times, and then smiled: "How could you, my little friend... say these words?"

Feng Xia shrugged his shoulders, recalled the content of "Floating Dreams of Three Lives", and said with a faint smile: "Those in the Yuan Dan realm use their own Taoist platform as a furnace to condense the true essence, determine the yin and yang, and cast the golden elixir. With success, the Yuan Dan constantly refines the physical body, greatly extending the lifespan of the supernatural power user. However, I can't feel any strong energy and blood from your body, senior, which means that your... cultivation level has not actually broken through."

"If the old man deliberately hides his energy and blood, even the royal family can't see through it. How can you actually feel the old man's energy and blood?"

After hearing this, the old man was finally moved and exclaimed: "And... the Taoist platform is an oven, which condenses the true essence, determines the yin and yang, and casts the golden elixir..."

"Fix the yin and yang, cast the golden elixir... I understand... I understand! It turns out that this is the only step I have been missing all along!"

At this time, it was Feng Xia's turn to be confused.

you you you……

How the hell do you understand it again?

"That's it, that's it!"

As the old man murmured, he suddenly burst into tears, bent his rickety waist, and bowed deeply to Feng Xia:

"Little friend... no, fellow Taoist! I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. If Qianqiu Valley can survive this disaster, but with the driving force, Ji will definitely go through fire and water without hesitation——"

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Chapter 0039

What what?

What the hell did you understand?

What are you thanking for, and why should I be thanked by you?

For a moment, Feng Xia looked at the old man who bowed to him to the end, his face full of confusion: "That... what you just said... can you do it again?"

At this time, the old man also realized that he had lost his composure. He took a deep breath and said with an extremely solemn expression: "Fellow Taoist, I don't know something. Maybe what you said before was just unintentional. However, for the old man, it is no less than an enlightenment!"

"There are very few people who can decipher the secret of Yuan Dan. Even if there are those who can condense the elixir, they usually keep it to themselves."

"And fellow Taoists can tell each other, for Ji, it is equivalent to the grace of reinvention!"

Having said this, the old man bowed his head once again and bowed deeply to Feng Xia.

This time, Feng Xia finally understood.

Even so, he still felt a pain in his balls:

"You said that I just talked nonsense...I mean those I mentioned inadvertently, are actually the secrets of Taoist realm magical powers, breaking through the Yuandan realm?"

"That's it. The three words of yin and yang can reveal the beauty of Yuan Dan."

Ji Qixi's old face couldn't help but reveal a hint of brilliance: "Xuanwu Kingdom has been founded for more than seven hundred years, and there are many people who have achieved enlightenment. However, those who can take the last step and forge that Yuan Dan will probably take a hundred years." It’s hard to find one!”

Even though she was mentally prepared, Feng Xia was still speechless.

"Is it because the vitality of heaven and earth has declined too much in the past three thousand years, or is it because the ancestor of Chenhai's cowhide... accidentally blew up into the sky?"

Feng Xia's eyes rolled around wildly, and all sorts of messy thoughts came to mind.

Perhaps it was because he had been sealed for a long time and never met anyone he could communicate with, which made the Chenhai ancestor suppressed for too long. Therefore, whenever Feng Xia went to his side, the old man would catch him as long as he had nothing to do. He boasted about all the great things he had done during his... oh, life.

What about the Three Sons of God and the Three Holy Lands in the Yuan Realm...

What is the world's number one Soul Dao Kung Fu...

What kind of dog man shouldn't look at his forty-four harem...

Anyway, practicing is really boring, so most of the time, Feng Xia will quietly listen to this old man's story - he just listens to it as a fantasy novel anyway.

According to the ancestor of Chenhai, the power system of the outside world is as follows:

His magical power is not as good as that of a dog, and his Taoist platforms are everywhere.

Yuan Dan is an individual, and he is just getting started with Dharma.

Not to mention, there is a higher realm beyond the realm of Dharma.

"It stands to reason that there were so many strong men three thousand years ago, and many of them were extremely powerful. It would not be surprising even if someone like the ancestor of Chen Hai lived for three thousand years." Feng Xia frowned and thought to himself, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. , "But now, where have these people gone?"

From the words of Headmaster Ji, it was not difficult for him to deduce a fact——

Over the past three thousand years, even the method of condensing the Yuan Dan has been lost, so future generations of magical practitioners can only explore it bit by bit on their own.

"No matter how you look at it, it's a bit too exaggerated, right?"

"It doesn't feel like it's a natural decline after the energy of heaven and earth is exhausted. Instead, it feels more like...more like..."

Halfway through talking to himself, Feng Xia suddenly felt horrified.

A horrifying thought quietly emerged in his mind.

"It's more like someone deliberately cut off the inheritance of magical power users? But... who can have this kind of power? Can the 'god' mentioned by the ancestor of Chenhai be able to do it?"

"To be able to master the secret of Yuan Dan, your origin must be very extraordinary. However, fellow Taoist can share the secret of breaking through Yuan Dan without any reservation..."

At the same time, Ji Qixi finally stood up again and said with emotion: "With the power of a word, kindness can be recreated. In this way, I will be 10% sure that I can break through to the Yuan Dan realm."

"It's good to be sure, it's good to be sure...wait! What did you just say?"