Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 281: Who pities me for being weak and lonely?

 The moonlight shines through the sun, chasing the wind and lightning.

With a pale complexion, Bai Zichen picked up the siblings Bai Ziying and Bai Zyu and headed straight for Hanxiu Peak.

This extreme flight that shook off the sonic boom made the two Qi Refining juniors faint.

If he hadn't taken care of him with his true energy, he would have definitely caused serious damage to his body.

 After traveling more than 3,000 miles, we arrived in less than half an hour.

When the sword light fell on Hanxiu Peak, mourning flags had been hung on both sides of the mountain path, and many tribesmen were running in a hurry.

 When they saw the visitor, they all knelt down and chanted "ancestor" one after another.

The Bai family has become more and more prosperous in recent years. If they go out and reveal their identity, any monk who knows that they are from the Mozhu Bai family will look down upon them.

Every clan member knows why this happened. Even if they have never seen him before, the portrait hanging high in the hall makes them very familiar with the most outstanding monk in the family's history.

 “Take good care of their siblings!”

 Bai Zichen's figure flashed and he had arrived at the door of the family hall. Looking at the elegiac couplets on both sides and the funeral shed that had been set up, he felt a little timid.

 “Ancestor, you are here so quickly...”

A timid voice came from behind, which roused him, and he strode into the hall.

Hundreds of tribesmen gathered in the main hall, which was buzzing and noisy. There was a coffin in the center, and a few close descendants were kneeling in mourning clothes.

As soon as Bai Zichen appeared, the whole hall suddenly fell silent. Even a pindrop could be heard clearly. Only a few sobs from children could be heard.

Immediately, hoarse wails erupted, and people knelt down in front of the coffin.

There were also monks who were crying and fainted because they were so sad.

"Zhenren, Jiu'an suddenly fell into a coma yesterday...the medicine and stone were ineffective, and he passed away in a deep sleep without any pain."

Among the Bai family members, only Bai Xianzhong, as the patriarch and the elder of Bai Zhenren, dared to stand up and say a few words at this time.

 The status of other tribesmen is too far behind.

The real Jiedan master from my family actually appeared in front of me, but his heart was beating wildly, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

According to the Bai family's practice, only the clan leader and the foundation-building monks can place the body in the family hall after death for the clan members to pay their respects and worship for seven days before being buried.

Bai Jiuan is definitely not qualified to enjoy such posthumous honors based on his own contributions.

 But he has a good nephew, who personally introduced him to the path of immortality, raised him with care, and sympathized with his closest relatives.

In recent years, Patriarch Bai of the Qingfeng Sect suddenly took great care of the family. He also took the clan members to Tianlei Cliff and often gave them training resources.

According to Bai Xianzhong's understanding, it was the brother and sister Bai Ziying and Bai Zyu who were admitted to the Qingfeng Sect. This was done to prevent them from being alone in the sect.

 Don't mention Bai Jiuan's attitude of letting him enjoy the Jinling family palace, even if he wanted to be the patriarch of his own clan during his lifetime.

Bai Xianzhong did not hesitate and handed it over immediately.

After hearing this, Bai Zichen's eyes darkened, and he walked towards the coffin with a desolate heart, looking at the old man lying on it.

 The skin is saggy and there are brown spots on the face, and he sleeps forever with a smile on his face.

Even though he purchased the life-extending elixir and practiced the first level of the God of Desolation's Sun-Stealing Technique, Bai Jiuan finally reached the end of his life after living to be more than 120 years old.

 In his prime, in order to accumulate contributions to the family, he overcame obstacles and worked hard.

 Later, starting from the development of the Five Sacred Mountains Temple, he was rewarded with family elixirs and improved his cultivation step by step.

 Perhaps because he worked too hard when he was young and exhausted his vitality, even though he enjoyed wealth and respect in the second half of his life, he still failed to live to the theoretical upper limit of lifespan.

 ‘Are you Zichen? The three spiritual root qualifications are pretty good... Follow me back to my clan tomorrow and become a cultivator to seek the path to immortality. ’

‘Chen’er, your qualifications are far better than mine. In the future, uncle, I will accumulate more family contributions and combine our efforts to exchange for a foundation-building spiritual item. Maybe you will be able to successfully build the foundation in one fell swoop! ’

‘The Qingfeng Sect is no better than the clan, the competition is fierce, everyone in the clan is a genius... Chen’er, after you go, don’t be impatient, even if you fall behind for a while, I believe you can catch up later! ’

 …

As bits and pieces of the past came to mind, Bai Zichen was overwhelmed with grief and knelt in front of the coffin.

Ancestor Jiedan knelt down. There were no clan members in the hall who dared to stand. They all knelt down.

"Uncle, Zichen is late..."

 Farewell in life and old age is also unavoidable for monks.

Even if he is a master of Jiedan, Bai Zichen cannot significantly extend the life of a Qi Refining monk.

The death of his uncle Bai Jiu'an made him feel empty and sad, and he suddenly felt that the distance between Hanxiufeng and himself had become much farther.

“From now on, who will pity me for being weak and lonely...”

Bai Zichen kowtowed heavily, his voice sounding like weeping blood.

Whether within the sect or within the clan, countless monks looked up to him and did not dare to disobey him in the slightest, obeying the decree of heaven.

But there will never be anyone who truly cares about him as a young man regardless of any external factors, and who is worried about him being weak and lonely.

 Taking off the Taoist crown makes it easy to wear plain clothes.

Bai Zichen put on a pair of white coarse linen clothes and knelt in front of the coffin without moving. The rest of the guardian tribe changed into two groups.

For six whole days, he said nothing and remained motionless, as if he had become a silent statue.

 “Real person, tomorrow is the time to be buried.”

As the clan leader, Bai Xianzhong has been very busy these days, and he has to check everything personally.

 The funeral utensils, the chosen cemetery, the token made...

 He estimated that even his own affairs would not be so meticulously considered.

 “Is it coming tomorrow?”

Bai Zichen stood up and counted the time silently: "I'm going to get something to add to my uncle's sacrifice."

With sword light reaching into the sky, he quickly left the Black Mountain Mountains, crossed several cities and entered Hejian County.

I randomly caught a demon cultivator on the road and tortured him to find out the location of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Back then, in order to avenge the Ghost Spirit Sect's invasion of Black Mountain and the death of Patriarch Yang, he blocked the door alone and forced the Ghost Spirit Sect monks to huddle in the formation for several months.

Today, Bai Zichen not only wants to block the door, but also wants to make the Ghost Spirit Sect pay a heavier price.

“Bai Zichen, you dare to break into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Li Po Formation, you really don’t know whether to live or die!”

 An old voice, filled with hatred.

 In the entire world of immortal cultivation in the Liang Kingdom, Bai Zichen's name is already well-known.

What's more, for a hostile sect like the Ghost Spirit Sect, countless people have carefully studied them, and they have already studied the several Dan-Jie masters of the Qingfeng Sect clearly.

Ghost Granny flew into the sky, with her back against the formation, but she didn't dare to go out to fight.

 Mainly because he was worried that there were other immortals from the Qingfeng Sect who were ambushing him nearby, and because Bai Zichen had the reputation of killing Taoist He with his sword, he was always a little afraid.

 “Cowardless people!”

Bai Zichen was filled with indescribable grief and anger, and just as he was about to take action to vent his frustration, the sword light swung out and made a series of explosions in the formation.

This Ten Thousand Ghosts Li Po Formation mainly gathers the power of the nine-headed third-level ghost kings. After thousands of years of collecting souls, millions of ghosts have been raised in the formation.

 Once it is completely released, hundreds of miles around will become ghosts.

The ghost kings of the third level of Jiutou are now severely restricted in their range. Faced with the sword light bombardment of the wind and rain, only one ghost king can withstand the beatings and retreat.

“Boy, you really think you are Ge Cang. You come to my house to block the door at all times...I want you to be killed here today and let Qingfengmen lose one of its wings!”

Grandma Ghost watched the Peach Blossom Fairy approaching quickly, laughed twice, and felt confident again.

Within the scope of the Ten Thousand Ghost Li Po Formation, the Ghost Spirit Sect monks will be greatly strengthened, and they can fight in the early stage of pill formation and in the middle stage of pill formation.

With the help of the large array, we searched the surrounding areas. There was only one monk and no other traces of the real person Jiedan, so our confidence was greatly increased.

After Bai Zichen formed the elixir, he was promoted to the sky by everyone, but his real achievement was only when he faced Taoist He.

In the Ghost Spirit Sect, some people even think that Bai Zichen is just the target of the Qingfeng Sect to create a god.

The fight that day was most likely processed, otherwise how could there be so many fighting geniuses in the world of immortality.

The next moment, streams of pure Yin Qi emerged from the ground, causing all the ghost kings to become crazy and violent. They even lost their restraints and spun around in the air several times to attack the only living creature in the formation.

“Senior sister, have you activated all the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Soul Formations?”

Peach Blossom Fairy was slightly stunned, and kept pressing the jade in her hand into the formation plate.

"Once the formation is activated, everything within a hundred miles will be transformed into ghosts, and there will be no chance of reversal... And we must continue to invest in high-grade spiritual stones, otherwise the third-level ghost king will even bite the master. We didn't even use it when Ge Cang came last time, so why bother to pay Such a price."

 “Just stick to the door and wait for him to retreat on his own...”

"It was when I faced that Bai Zichen that I activated the formation, thinking of finishing it in one battle. With Ge Cang's strength, couldn't he escape the Ten Thousand Ghosts Li Po Formation that was activated with all his strength... Only a young boy like this would think that he The strength has reached the sky, and I will not take this formation in my eyes."

Ghost Granny showed a fierce look, looking at the third-order ghost king who was still merging and roaring in the sky, she felt much relieved after being depressed for these years.

"Since senior sister has decided this, I will definitely help you as a junior sister."

Peach Blossom Fairy made a move with her bare hands, and the miasma formed a barrier, blocking Bai Zichen inside.

 “Why is Master Baigu not here...The sacrifice to the uncle is a little ugly!”

Looking at the third-level ghost king swooping around him, and the two ghost soul sect alchemy monks who confidently walked out of the mountain gate formation, they felt that together they still had the power of the formation and could not lose.

Bai Zichen let out a long roar, full of loneliness, sorrow and anger. The light of the moonlight sword directly dispersed the peach blossom and the five poisonous miasma, and was shattered into pieces.

The moonlight exploded, and a wisp of moonlight sword light accompanied by the power of the lunar star swept across the entire place and froze the soul.

　　I had deliberately hidden my clumsiness before, but I didn't expect that it would be so easy to seduce Granny Ghost and the Peach Blossom Fairy.

 It can only be said that his young age still makes him confused.

 In addition, he restrained his aura and only maintained his cultivation level in the early stage of forming the pill.

As the bright moon fell to the ground, Granny Ghost and Peach Blossom Fairy were shocked by the concentrated power of the lunar star and froze in place.

Peach Blossom Fairy reacted a little faster. Before her soul was frozen, she frantically threw defensive secret treasures outwards, trying to escape the disaster.

 The body and the sword are combined, and the light of the sword directly cuts through the sky.

As if a sword fell from the lunar star from above the nine heavens, several defensive magic weapons in front of Gui Granny were blown to pieces. Only the dragon-headed crutch in her hand was left with a large mouthful of sperm and blood. It flashed red and turned into a horned dragon trying to block the moonlight.

 (End of this chapter)