Family cultivation of immortality: from Fairy Cat Valley to the Nine Divine Realms

"Damn, I told you not to disturb my Qingxiu, and yet I made such a big fuss."

The third-order spiritual clam under the sword wall used the magic of creation to swallow the overflowing flowers from the other side in one gulp.

It wasn't until the third-level spirit clam swallowed the flower from the other side that the suction force of the spirit sword disappeared.

At this time, Henry Zhang's spiritual energy was exhausted, and most of his energy and blood were lost.

He quickly swallowed half of the Qi-Reviving Golden Pill.

As soon as the Qi-Reviving Golden Pill enters the abdomen, a vast spiritual power is injected into the limbs and bones, merges into the Dantian, enters the spiritual roots, and rushes into the sea of ​​qi.

Spiritual energy surged in the sea of ​​air.

Waves of pain came from the air sea.

Finally, the medicinal power in half of the Qi Restoring Golden Pill was exhausted, and the Qi Sea finally calmed down.

At this time, he had sufficient spiritual power, and the fifth level of Qi Refining seemed to have advanced a little further.

"This...the effect of this golden elixir is indeed extraordinary." Henry Zhang sighed in his heart.

"Boy, do you know that the sword you just struck, if I hadn't struck in time, the entire cave would have collapsed." The third-order spiritual clam below said angrily.

"Thank you senior for taking the shot."

"You pay lip service but don't live up to your words. I'll give you a few monster beasts as a reward."

Henry Zhang directly took out five monster beasts and fed them to the third-order spiritual clam.

The third-order spiritual clam was swallowed in one gulp.

"Senior, I hope there will be opportunities for trading in the future." After saying this, Henry Zhang quickly swam out of the cave.

"Don't worry, little friend, our Lingcun clan has always been trustworthy, and no one can deceive anyone." The third-order Lingcun shouted at the figure of Zhang Xuan who was far away.

After leaving the cave, Zhang Yingda, who was waiting anxiously outside, saw Zhang Xuan coming back and asked hurriedly:

"I heard a loud noise in the cave just now, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I learned the way of the sword and made some noise." Henry Zhang said.

"Did the Ten Clansmen succeed?" Zhang Yingda's face lit up with joy.

"That's it."

"That's great. The elder of the Ten Clans has become the fourth person to realize the way of swordsmanship. It's really gratifying."

The two of them surfaced and left the Nine Lao Sacred Palace.

"Later, it's time to explore the ruins of the ancestral witch."

Henry Zhang sat on the bloodthirsty bat and returned to the spiritual medicine field in the external collection.

"Come back so soon?" The old oil man was surprised when he saw Henry Zhang appearing.

"Yes, has it been a long time to master the art of swordsmanship?"

"That's not true. If you can't master the way of swordsmanship, of course it won't take too long, and you don't have to be too depressed, little Taoist friends. It's not an easy thing to master the way of swordsmanship. Sometimes it depends on luck." The old oil man consoled him. .

"I've realized it."

"What did you realize?"

"The way of the sword."

"You've only been here for half a day to understand it."

"Yeah, how long did it take you?"

"Um...ahem..." the old oily man cleared his throat and said, "It didn't take me too long, almost the same as you, maybe half a day. That guy Zhang Yuhuai stayed in there for more than ten days before he came out."

"Oh, it seems we are lucky."

"Haha..." The old oily man smiled a little reluctantly.

"How is the old oily senior recuperating now? Can we set off?"

"Where?"

Henry Zhang sighed and said: "Of course we go to the ancestral witch ruins."

"You're going to the Ancestral Witch Ruins without making any preparations?"

"By the way, old greasy senior, you are the only one who came out. Please tell us about the situation inside and see what we need to prepare."

"Well..." The old oily man shook his empty wine gourd.

"Uncle Sanqian found the winemaker of the Laosanshao restaurant. The winemaker saw that Uncle Sanqian was kind and wanted to make friends, so he gave him 50 jars of Laosanshao as a gift. I can get a few jars from him."

"How many altars? Okay, okay..." The smile on the old oil man's face turned into a chrysanthemum.

The two came to Jiuding Lake on a bloodthirsty bat.

Zhang Sanqian has been very busy taking care of the bead-trapping, making honey, and cultivating the Nine-Son Spirit Lotus in Jiuding Lake.

From a distance, he saw the temple master riding a huge second-level spiritual beast, and Zhang Sanqian immediately went to meet him.

"Uncle Sanqian, are you busy?"

"Fortunately, fortunately, now all the neighbors on Temple Street have jobs, and everyone is very motivated. Even my old bones have been motivated."

"How's the Lingzhu step on?"

"Now you can get 100 beads from it every month. The quality varies, and the profit is about 5000 spiritual stones. Excluding the purchase of defensive talismans and labor costs, the net profit is about 3500 spiritual stones."

"It's very good. Have you stepped on the strange spiritual beads?"

Zhang Sanqian shook his head and said: "No, I have studied the secret method of cultivating strange spiritual beads that the temple owner exchanged from the clan treasury for a long time. Putting spiritual materials of the same attribute into spiritual clams can be achieved through many trials and errors." It has been achieved, but after it becomes a bead, it still cannot transform into a strange spiritual bead without the energy of creation."

"There are three hundred rays of good fortune here. Uncle Sanqian will use them first to cultivate the first batch of strange spirit beads as soon as possible before the merchants of the Shangzong arrive." Zhang Xuan handed a jade bottle to Zhang Sanqian.

"The Qi of Creation?" Zhang Sanqian was shocked as he held the Qi of Creation in his hand, "There is no Qi of Creation in the entire Fairy Cat Valley. Where did the temple owner get such a rare thing?"

"I have my own channels, don't worry Uncle Sanqian."

"Okay, okay..." Zhang Sanqian said with great joy, "Temple master, don't worry, with these good fortunes, I promise to cultivate the strange spirit beads for you before the merchants from the previous sect arrive at the Fairy Cat Valley."

"By the way, Jiuding Lake owes the clan treasury the monthly interest on spiritual stones. Has the clan treasury ever come to pay it?"

Zhang Sanqian shook his head and said: "Maybe it's because the beast wave just broke out and everything is waiting to be done. The clan treasury has never come to collect the interest."

"This is 5 spiritual stones, used to pay back the interest on Jiuding Lake." As he spoke, Henry Zhang handed a storage bag to Zhang Sanqian.

"Follow the order!" Zhang Sanqian said with a delighted expression.

"In addition, I heard that your old acquaintance gave you 50 jars of Laosanshao. Let's lend a few jars to the old oily senior to try." Henry Zhang pointed to an old man holding a wine gourd next to him and said.

"I wanted to eat the flesh of the guy who cheated me of my wine recipe. I originally planned to hand him over to the family, but he promised to make 50 jars of Lao San Shao for me for free, so I signed a contract with him to spare him. , and now it has become three altars.”

"Okay, okay, let's borrow the three jars first to help." The old oil man said, shaking his wine gourd.

"Uncle Sanqian, take it out. Don't let the oily senior wait."

Zhang Sanqian took out three jars of Laosanshao directly from the storage bag, each jar weighing hundreds of kilograms.

The old oily man directly put all three jars of wine into his wine gourd.

"You can't tell that this wine gourd is still a storage gourd. The old oil man's body is in tatters. Even his sword is a low-grade spiritual weapon. He has not wronged himself in terms of drinking." Henry Zhang cursed in his heart.

"I heard that the spirit fish in Jiuding Lake is also very delicious." The old oily man said with a slap in his mouth.

"Uncle Sanqian, prepare some food for me and the oily senior, just use the spirit fish and shrimps in our lake."

"Yes."

Under a small pavilion.

Henry Zhang and the old oil man sat opposite each other.

On the table are rare delicacies such as sweet and sour fish, fried shrimp, and braised clams.

"It smells good, it smells good. You're welcome, old man, hehe..."

The old oily man picked up his chopsticks and wolfed down the food.

While eating, I drank Laosanshao.

"The beauty of life is nothing more than this!" the old oily man said after taking a sip of Laosanshao.

"Senior, you can tell me about the situation inside the ancestral witch ruins."

"The Coffin of the Ancestral Witch." The old oily man said four words in a confused manner.