In fact, they didn't understand the weight of the Spirit Planter in the Hongluan Hall at all, and they didn't understand what it was for, they only knew that the three words of the Hongluan Hall were a legendary story in the Central Plains.

The Hongluan Hall suddenly turned into a fragrant dumpling that everyone coaxed, and Xuan Ling Zhenren and the others were not carried away by these honors.

They have a clear understanding of their own sect, and the reason why those people outside are so enthusiastic about the Hongluan Hall is because of that mysterious senior.

The predecessors lived in seclusion, had profound cultivation but did not show mountain dew, and hid very deeply, so they must not like the noise and noise outside.

In addition, Hongluan Hall is a thousand-year-old school, and it has always adhered to the concept of "casual fate", and it doesn't like to fix these vain things.

Xuanling Zhenren was warm and polite to the Jianghu guests and the heads of various sects who came to visit, but they all declined the salutes they sent one by one.

His behavior makes people see the heroic and decent style of the Hongluan Palace, and it will not make people feel that they are arrogant and arrogant.

Su Zinan saw it in her eyes and silently approved, which was very much in line with her.

She really doesn't care much about these superficial things, and just wants to do her own thing in obscurity.

After returning from the mass grave, she has been thinking about how to dig out the power in the colorful beads, and strive to lay the foundation for breaking through the Taiyi Realm.

The girl sat cross-legged, constantly running the true qi in her body, preparing to attack the Taiyi Realm with all her might.

At this time, the Heavenly Demon Ridge, thousands of miles away, was quietly changing.

A few days later, the nearby villagers found the bodies of Lingxiao Xuan Patriarch Xuan Ming and Youyue at the foot of the Heavenly Demon Ridge.

When their bodies were found, the two men had no bones or flesh, only a skin, and their faces were ugly and terrifying.

"These two people seem to have been sucked out of their true qi!" A monk who was watching the commotion pointed to the dried corpse with a bitter expression.

"I'm so scared! It's so cruel! A female cultivator covered her nose and said sharply.

They had all seen the decisive battle, and on that day, a masked black shadow rescued Xuan Ming and Youyue from the hands of the ancestor of the Red Luan Palace.

Unexpectedly, that person was not saving people out of kindness, but actually to absorb the true qi and essence blood of the two Golden Immortal Realm powerhouses.

However, this kind of spell that forcibly absorbs the true qi of others is very risky, and if the true qi taken is incompatible with the true qi in one's own body, it will have an extremely strong backlash effect.

Soul is taking such a big risk, but also to take risks, what is the intention?

After Su Zinan heard about this incident, the first thing that came to mind was the Colorful Pill.

The Colorful Pill can store the monk's true qi and internal force, and even if it is split in half, it still has a defensive effect.

It is extremely suitable to refine it and use it to resist the backlash effect after absorbing other people's true qi.

Thinking of this, the girl smiled bitterly: "I wanted to put the two old ghosts Xuan Ming and Youyue to death, but I didn't expect to give a big gift to Soul Dan, it's really a bamboo shoot!" ”

Xuan Ming and Youyue are both powerhouses in the Golden Immortal Realm, even if they are crippled by her, it will take some mental effort to absorb their power.

However, they were locked by the Blue Sea Youlan Nail and were directly blocked from their way of life, giving Soul Dan a chance to take advantage of it, and easily sucked away the power of the two of them.

The cat was on the side, smiling and covering his paws, and said, "I thought he was going to save those two old ghosts and add two old ghost brothers to his grave." ”

The girl raised her forehead and sighed softly: "I should have expected it a long time ago, those two old monsters of the Golden Immortal Realm are first-class masters of the righteous path, how could they have a relationship with someone like Soul Light, there must be another plan." ”

"But you have to be careful, the soul fade has absorbed the spiritual power obtained by the two old ghost heads who have cultivated for thousands of years, and may soon break through the Golden Immortal Realm!" Jin Yu added: "One more thing, don't forget, Gu Mingyue's cold ice old-timer's mastery is also with him."

Su Zinan seemed to think of something, and stood up with a "whoosh-" suddenly.

"Things are getting tricky!" She frowned, and her eyes became deeper and deeper: "The peerless knowledge of the cold ice predecessors plus the power of the Broken Colorful Pill, plus the true qi and essence blood of the two old ghosts, I'm afraid that guy will break through the Taiyi Realm."

In an inexplicably irritable mood, the girl twisted up a wisp of aura, hooked up the teacup on the table, and poured a sip of tea.

Jin Yu saw her thoughts and said with a smile: "This black snake is a little cunning on his body, but don't worry too much, what he wants is nothing more than to unify the Central Plains, as long as our cultivation is deep enough, no matter how cunning he is, no matter how scheming he is, in the face of absolute strength, it is just a few fists and embroidered legs." ”

"This person has a vicious mind, I must take more precautions." Su Zinan took a deep breath, turned his hand to breathe, and then closed his eyes: "When I break through the Taiyi Realm, I must tear him apart!" ”

With the power of the Colorful Beads, she began to cultivate day after day, year after year.

When she was impetuous, she would change places, meditating by the soup pond in the jungle for a while, and sitting on the Buddha statue in the Luhua Hall for a while to practice.

Six years were spent peacefully.

Six years later, the girl sat on the pebbles of the flowers, and with the aura of the flower spirit and the power of the colorful beads, she constantly adjusted her inner breath.

Her current cultivation is still at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, and there is still some time before she breaks through.

According to the usual cultivation level, the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm is to the Taiyi Realm, and there is a small realm in the middle, which is called Half Taiyi.

But don't look at this small realm, but it is separated by thousands of mountains and ravines, and it is very difficult to climb up.

Even if for so many years, countless natural treasures have been obtained through the answering system, and there are two peerless elixirs, the Seven Colored Beads and the Cold Spirit Pill, it will take a few years to break through.

The next day, the head of the Hongluan Palace, Xuan Lingzhen, was 3,000 years old.

Although it is said that there is no time in the cultivation realm, time is the most worthless thing for monks.

A retreat can range from decades to hundreds of years.

But it's not that cultivators are just birthdays, it's just that the number of times they say it is much less than that of ordinary people.

The birth date of a cultivator is 500 years old and a small birthday, a thousand years old is a big life, and 3,000 years old is the big life of the birthday.

Although he said that, Xuanling Zhenren did not gather the eight wildernesses and the hundred families of Xianmen to come to the gathering, but just asked the young man in the kitchen to make him a few bowls of longevity noodles according to the catering customs of the mortal world, and also prepared a Sendai, and a few senior brothers and sisters watched the flowers and the moon, and was leisurely.

"Senior brother, try it! It is said that the longevity of this human world has a special taste. Qingyang Dao Chang smiled.

Each of them has longevity noodles in front of them, but the weight of the bowl of Xuanling Zhenren is more.

"Today is the 3,000-year-old birthday of my senior brother, and my sister is here to congratulate my senior brother, and I wish my senior brother a long and long life!" Yunmeng Fairy picked up a bowl of longevity noodles, learned the rules of the human world's dinner table, and touched the bowl of Xuanling Zhenren.

(End of chapter)