The territory of the Youshang Kingdom was vast, and it was only a lot more than the Min Dynasty in terms of area, and its sphere of influence was slightly inferior to that of the Min Dynasty.

In recent years, the small countries near the Youshang Kingdom have taken the initiative to take refuge and submit tributes every year, which has contributed to the growing strength of the Youshang Kingdom and the abundant treasury.

Yan Ce, the lord of the Youshang Kingdom, is even more on the Illusory Emperor, looking down on the powerhouses of the surrounding countries, and the current head of the Boundless Sect, Ming Chenghei, is now only the peak of the Phantom Monarch.

Jiufang Ming knew that Ming Feizhou's cultivation was probably above the Phantom Emperor, but the specific level was not very clear, and it was inferred from Yan Qitong's age that it only took more than thirty years for Yan Ce, the lord of the Youshang Kingdom, to ascend to the Phantom Emperor, which showed that his qualifications were terrifying.

Thinking of this, after looking at Yan Qitong's demonic qualifications, Jiufang Ming was not very surprised.

For his parents, Jiufang Ming still misses a little, although he can't cultivate, but his parents always try their best to improve their status in the family, and spend a lot of money to invite a famous teacher in Jiufang City to guide him to practice martial arts, these things are vivid.

This time, because he ran away from marriage and left home without authorization, Jiufang Ming had a deep guilt in his heart for his parents.

But Jiufang has never regretted it.

If you get married in a hurry and rely on women to eat soft rice, then Jiufang Ming is still a second young master of Jiufang who can't cultivate, with the brocade clothes and jade food and beautiful wives and concubines that others dream of.

What Jiufang Ming likes is a free, unrestrained cultivation journey.

On the parents' side, with the eldest brother helping to deal with it, Jiufang Ming was not too worried, but he was afraid that if he didn't go home for a long time, the Jiufang family would remove himself.

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After eating all the dishes on the table, Jiufang Ming quietly burped, and then threw another pill into his mouth.

Yan Qitong is so rich, there is no need to save money for her, Jiufang thought to himself.

Sensing that Jiufang Ming was looking at him, Yan Qitong retracted his afterglow and cleaned up the messy desktop.

"If you eat so many pills, if you don't refine them in time, aren't you afraid of dying from exploding?" Yan Qitong smiled and threw another bottle of Wupin Pill to Jiufang Ming.

Jiufang Ming took the pill, and suddenly remembered that this was an elixir after all, not a dessert, and this time he had eaten the most.

Sensing the abnormal movement in the dantian, Jiufang Ming put down the bottle in his hand, used the phantom yuan force, and probed towards the dantian.

Clusters of phantom yuan power flowed violently in the dantian, and it was clearly the phantom yuan power contained in the elixir that Jiufang Ming had just eaten as a dessert.

"So much phantom power, I rely on it. "Jiufang Ming regretted that he had just taken so many pills.

Jiufang Ming also ignored the dust on the ground and sat on the ground, Jiufang Ming was worried that if he didn't refine in time, there would really be an explosion and death as Yan Qitong said.

Yan Qitong finished cleaning up the remnants on the stone table, and watched with great interest as the Nine Directions Immortal absorbed the majestic medicinal power of the refining pill.

"One trick was bitten by a snake, and I was afraid of the well rope for ten years. Yan Qitong sat on the stone bench next to Jiufang Ming, leaning against the stone table, watching with great interest how Jiufang Ming suffered.

Tai Duyun looked at Yan Qitong with some concern: "Eat so many pills......

"Self-inflicted, who made him just want to see me make a fool of himself. "Although Yan Qitong likes Jiufang Ming, she still holds a grudge.

Tai Duyun said no more.

Jiufang Shen can clearly feel the pain of the turbulence formed by the phantom yuan force drilling in the dantian and meridians, if it is not refined and absorbed in time, even if it does not explode and die, I am afraid that it will be tortured to death by this pain.

"It's up to you, Yuanchen. "Jiufang looked at the dantian inwardly, and a grain of Yuan Chen, which emitted a silver light, was calmly dancing in the face of the demons of the Phantom Yuan Force.

In the cultivation, Jiufang Ming gradually understood the function of the immortal yuan dust, when the illusionist cultivated, he could only repair the external trauma, and the illusionist cultivator, that is, now, can speed up the function of absorbing the illusionary yuan power from heaven and earth, and can easily repair the damage of the meridians, as for the toxin, the immortal yuan dust is helpless against it.

What Jiufang Ming is looking forward to is that when he reaches the illusion master's cultivation, what will happen to the growth of the immortal Yuan Chen.

As for the Yuan Chen technique, it is not a matter of life and death, and the Nine Directions will not generally use it.

The Yuan Dust Technique injured the origin, and it was a damage that the elixir secret method could not repair, and if the Phantom Cultivator wanted to die together, he would use the Phantom Dust Technique.

However, Yuan Chen can use the Phantom Yuan Force at will to perform the Phantom Dust Technique.

Similarly, Tianchen can use phantom spirit power to cast the Yuan Dust technique.

Seeing that Immortal Yuan Chen couldn't withstand so much medicinal power, Jiufang Ming was a little flustered.

However, after a while, Jiufang Ming realized the mystery.

There was no fluctuation on the surface of the immortal element dust, but in fact, it quickly absorbed the mixed phantom yuan force in the dantian, and then used the transformed pure phantom yuan power to continuously dilute the foreign phantom power.

"That's it, refining?" Yan Qitong said in astonishment.

Jiufang Ming opened his eyes, Tai Duyun and Yan Qitong were there, but it was already dark at this time.

"It only took one afternoon to refine all these medicinal powers, are you a human or a ghost?" Yan Qitong looked curiously at the dantian of Jiufang Ming, and was about to touch it with his hand, but was stopped by Jiufang Ming.

"I've ...... Half-step illusionist. Jiufang Ming said with some surprise.

"You're too shocking, aren't you?" Tai Duyun said helplessly, it seemed that he had been thrown far behind by this junior brother, and his seventh-order cultivation of the Phantom Warrior was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with the footsteps of the Nine Directions.

"Senior sister, don't be discouraged...... My phantom dust is immortal dust. Jiufang Ming scratched his head.

"However, it is recorded in the dust spectrum that the immortal yuan dust is the dust of the ancient gods, and it has been extinct for thousands of years. ”

"Even if there were heavens and earth, they would not confess the Lord so easily. Yan Qitong's face was full of disbelief.

"That's the dust spectrum of your Youshang Kingdom...... I'm from the Min Dynasty. Jiufang Ming explained, Yan Qitong always believed it now.

"That's right. Yan Qitong suddenly realized that he had ignored the background that Jiufang Ming was a member of the Min Dynasty.

"My phantom dust is the Zhuzhu Phoenix Dust, just ordinary Phantom Dust, but my father said that if there is the blood of the ancient true phoenix as a guide, it can be inherited as the Youfeng Yuanchen. Yan Qitong said.

"Yuan Chen, there are very few, how can it be so easy to inherit. Tai shook her head.

"Then what kind of phantom dust is the lord of the Yan country?" Jiufang Ming was a little curious, the person who could ascend to the Phantom Emperor in more than thirty years, presumably the phantom dust would not be ordinary.

"Flood and dust. Yan Qitong said.

As expected by Jiufang, Yan Ce's phantom dust is Yuan Chen.

"Do you know what kind of phantom dust Old Man Ming is?" Yan Qitong suddenly looked at Jiufang Ming, and his previous grandfather's title was changed to Old Man Ming.

"I don't know. Jiufang Ming was asked, Ming Feizhou has always been more secretive, and as for the phantom dust, it is impossible for outsiders to know easily.

"Maybe he also has a hard time, if it's extremely ungodly...... It is estimated that the Phantom Zun will come over to grab it. Tai Duyun said.

Although phantom dust can be awakened through spiritual veins, it can also be cultivated and then married.

Capturing the Illusory Dust is the same reason, the Illusory Dust often determines a person's cultivation speed, so geniuses are generally the owners of the Yuan Dust.

The cultivation of the half-step illusionist of the Nine Directions is now relying on his own efforts on the one hand, and on the other hand, the immortal Yuan Chen has made great contributions.

If there is no Immortal Yuan Chen, I am afraid that the Nine Directions Immortal is only the cultivation of the early stage of the Phantom Warrior at this time.

"Senior sister, what's going on with your cross-level battle?" Jiufang Ming remembered that Tai Duyun had killed her opponent in seconds, and asked curiously.

Tai Duyun didn't hide it either, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that I have accumulated a lot of combat experience." ”

Jiufang Ming nodded, and secretly decided to find an opportunity to go to the outside world to practice.

The reason why he wanted to find an opportunity was because Ming Feizhou's side generally wouldn't agree to let Jiufang Ming go out without permission, and the promise he made at the beginning was that he would not go down the mountain until he was an illusionist.

Now that he is only one step away from the illusionist, this is a kick in the door, and Jiufang Ming is a little impatient.

"Half-step illusionist. Jiufang Ming probed his cultivation and smiled slightly.

Thinking that he was just a waste young master who couldn't cultivate, even if he married a royal princess and went home, I am afraid that he would only leave others behind.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Qitong heard Jiufang Ming laugh out loud and wondered.

"I laugh at me...... Bird's Nest is far away. Jiufang Ming said.

"Even if it's a bird, don't you have the qualifications to ascend to the nine skies and soar into the sky?" Jiufang's ambition is gradually rising, and he can't just stop his steps like this.

After agreeing with Xiao Hei, he wants to ascend to the Phantom Venerable, the Void Lingdu, control the ten thousand flying swords, and use the power of the Venerable, and the Nine Directions will not give up easily here.

For the fiancée who had never even met in person, Jiufang Ming felt the same guilt.

In two days, it will be a battle with Bu Yuan and Mo Junya.

"Jiufang Ming, do you still want to go to live in another courtyard?" Yan Qitong asked.

Jiufang was about to return to the other courtyard to rest, and understood Yan Qitong's voiceover.

"If you keep me, I will go. The Nine Directions smiled evilly.

Yan Qitong blushed and pulled Jiufang Ming straight to his residence.

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Coming to a building called Mu Yanxuan, Yan Qitong stopped.

Because the distance was not too far, and the flying sword disturbed the quiet, the two chose to walk.

"Mu Yanxuan, is this where you live?" Jiufang Ming pointed to the plaque on the building, with the big golden characters "Mu Yanxuan", and said with some surprise.

The surroundings of Mu Yanxuan are brightly lit, and the words on the plaque are not difficult to read, the only thing that makes Jiufang puzzled is that Yan Qitong lives in such a big place alone?

The stars in the sky fell a wisp of starlight, and the surrounding lights were reflected in the water in front of the building, and Mu Yanxuan was shaded by a lot of mangroves around him, if it rained at this time, the phantom monks passing by would definitely not be able to tell what color the smoke and rain were.

Jiufang Ming looked down at the waning moon in the lake that was disturbed by fish, and suddenly there was an indescribable bitterness.

Yue, still the hometown of Ming, Jiufang Ming, a little homesick.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Yan Qitong urged.

"Nothing...... I'm coming. Jiufang came back to his senses and found that Mu Yanxuan's door had been hidden, presumably Yan Qitong had already entered.

Approaching Mu Yanxuan, Jiufang Ming smelled an indescribable aroma, wafting from the entrance.

"That's why aunts like her like to use this kind of thing. Jiufang Ming retracted his breath and stepped into Mu Yanxuan.

Mu Yanxuan has a total of three floors, the first floor is the simplest meeting place, the second floor is where the guests live, and the third floor is Yan Qitong's boudoir.

"Anyway, you're doing the same thing here as you do with the cave. Jiufang Ming looked around at the interior decoration of Mu Yanxuan, as well as the pills and illusion martial arts that were placed at random, and he couldn't hide the amazement in his heart.

"If you marry me, these will be all yours!" Yan Qitong said a sentence that extinguished Jiufang Ming's thoughts.

"There is also the position of the lord of the Youshang Kingdom, do you want to consider ......" Yan Qitong smiled playfully.

"Don't. Jiufang Ming was unmoved by Yan Qitong's various temptations.

Yan Qitong turned around and prepared to arrange a place for Jiufang Ming.

"Say it in advance! No...... Permit...... Come...... It's mine...... Room. Jiufang Ming looked at Yan Qitong and said solemnly.

When Yan Qitong heard this, he looked back at Jiufang Ming again, and said like a scoundrel: "This is my home, I can go wherever I want, what about you...... I can't care. ”

Yan Qitong pointed to the ground and looked at Jiufang Ming with a smile.

The corners of Jiufang Ming's mouth trembled, such a good place, if you can live permanently, it doesn't matter if you endure it.

Then he reluctantly followed Yan Qitong to the second floor.

"You can stay here, the room next to it, don't go in. Yan Qitong pointed to a guest room by the stairs, and then reminded.

"Thank you...... Miss. Watching Yan Qitong leave, Jiufang closed the door heavily, preparing for the cultivation.