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

Ma Tianhe practiced the military formation for six hours and became much more proficient at it.

However, it also consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

He began to practice meditation.

At the very bottom of this giant warship, these grids are also where everyone rests, and daily training and operations are carried out here.

You can visit other grids, but you cannot take the boat ladder to leave the underground.

A concealing formation is arranged around the grid. This is also a good place for cultivation. Ma Tianhe doesn't mind even if there is no sunlight.

The spiritual energy in Ma Tianhe's grid is as rich as that of a second-level spiritual vein. It is indeed a good place for him to practice.

After practicing for a while, the spiritual power in Ma Tianhe's Qi sea was fully restored.

At this moment, there was movement outside Ma Tianhe's grid.

He opened the concealing formation and saw the foundation-building cultivator who was setting up a stall at a glance.

"When I was getting off the boat ladder, I saw you behind you, but we were not allowed to talk to each other at that time. Later, my grid was assigned to the side of yours. After I finished meditating and recovered my energy, I came to see you, my neighbor." The man who was setting up the stall to build the foundation said with a smile.

When Ma Tianhe saw the other person, he felt that they were very compatible by chance, so he immediately invited him to his own grid.

The Foundation Building Monk who was setting up the stall was a chatterbox and immediately started chatting animatedly.

His name is Wang Dali, and he has bought the spiritual sword of spiritual treasure level that he had always dreamed of by selling some precious spiritual materials on his body.

Now the entire team is under the command of the ten clan elders of Xianmao Valley. In addition, the ten clan elders hold relatively important positions in the holy land, so Wang Dali is extremely respectful to Ma Tianhe.

Wang Dali also took out a bottle of second-level spirit wine and a plate of braised second-level monster meat from his storage bag.

"Brother Ma, we are hundreds of millions of miles away from home, and we can't let ourselves suffer when we are out there. Let's have a drink together."

Seeing Wang Dali's enthusiasm, Ma Tianhe couldn't refuse his hospitality, so he immediately took out two chairs and a table from his storage bag, and the two of them began to eat and drink.

Wang Dali himself is a sword practitioner, and he has many brilliant discussions on the use of sword, which gave Ma Tianhe a lot of inspiration.

After all, Ma Tianhe was born a spiritual farmer, and he mainly planted spiritual medicines or spiritual grains in Luoxingyuan. He was not as proficient in fighting as Wang Dali.

However, as Ma Tianhe was the earliest follower of Xianmao Valley, he had extensive knowledge and experience, which really opened Wang Dali's eyes.

The two of them suddenly felt that they had met too late.

He drank up the entire pot of second-level spirit wine and ate all the monster meat on the table.

Wang Dali got up drunkenly and said goodbye, returning to his own cubicle.

Ma Tianhe had eaten so much monster meat and spiritual wine that his spiritual energy was stagnant.

He also began to refine it quickly.

To be honest, these spiritual wine and monster meat are rare items. Not only can they replenish the body's spiritual power, but they can also replenish the body's qi and blood. They are the best tonics for cultivators who are building their foundation.

"This time I drank the spiritual wine given by Fellow Daoist Wang and ate the monster meat he brought. Next time I must treat him back." Ma Tianhe murmured.

There are also a lot of good things stored in Ma Tianhe’s storage bag.

These were all given to him by the tribesmen of Luoxingyuan before the conscription, and of course some of them were purchased by him in Wuyou City.

All of this is in preparation for this war. After all, no one knows how long the war in the holy land will last, so it is better to buy more things to be prepared.

The most important item in his storage bag is naturally the Seven Treasures Golden Pill that can advance to Golden Pill.

His Qi Sea spiritual power has not yet reached perfection, so he has no need for the Seven Treasures Golden Pill for the time being.

However, as long as he works hard for a year or two, with the help of this Seven Treasures Golden Pill, there is a high probability that he will be able to directly advance to the Golden Pill stage.

By then, I will be a great Jindan cultivator.

The foundation-building monks from Xianmao Valley who were recruited this time all got a lot of rare spiritual materials from the Wuyou City clan treasury.

He himself chose the Seven Treasures Golden Pill, and some cultivators chose the third-level talisman.

If it is a third-level talisman, each person can receive three.

Of course, there are also some people who choose spiritual weapons or elixirs to increase their cultivation level.

Xianmao Valley was quite generous in treating the monks who participated in this recruitment.

At the highest point of this square is the grid room where Zhang Xuan is.

The grid where Zhang Xuan was located was seven or eight feet long and wide, and he had set up a third-level concealment formation.

The spiritual energy here is as dense as a fourth-level spiritual vein.

Moreover, the grids are filled with more complex array patterns.

These array patterns are connected to the array patterns in the lattice rooms of Nascent Soul cultivators and are of a higher level.

Of course, it is also more difficult for the person in control.

Fortunately, Zhang Xuan himself is a high-level formation master and weapon refiner, and he is very familiar with these formation patterns, so mastering them is absolutely no problem.

It took him only one hour, which took others more than half a month, to master all the macro-wheel military formations in his own grid.

After comprehending the formation patterns in his own grid room, he gave instructions to the Nascent Soul cultivators in other grid rooms.

Only when everyone masters the Grand Wheel Army Formation together and refines it, can the true power of the Grand Wheel Army Formation be unleashed.

Zhang Xuan was also looking forward to it, wondering what this grand wheel military formation would look like after it was finally completed.

He came to Xue Ji's grid.

Xue Ji has a curvy figure and is dressed in white.

Xue Ji saw Zhang Xuan's face light up with joy, and then said coquettishly: "Friend Zhang, long time no see."

Zhang Xuan picked up Xue Ji and kissed her.

"It's been several years since we last met. I thought you had forgotten me with your dead look on your face." Xue Ji said with a flushed face.

"How could I forget? There's still my stamp on your butt."

Xue Ji hit Zhang Xuan's chest: "You just think about these things!"

"Let me see if my seal is still there."

As he spoke, Zhang Xuan stripped off Xue Ji's white clothes, and what appeared in front of him was a round and white butt.

"It's gone. I'll put another one on for you."

As he said that, Zhang Xuan slapped Xue Ji's butt with his hand.

A red handprint instantly appeared on Xue Ji's white and round buttocks.

"It hurts... I really can't stand you." Xue Ji hit Zhang Xuan's hand.

During the tearing, Zhang Xuan's clothes were also stripped off by Xue Ji.

Her long, snow-white legs were wrapped around Zhang Xuan's waist, tightly entwined with him.

"It seems that you are more anxious than me." Zhang Xuan smiled.

"Death face! Are you coming or not?"

"Come."

Three hours later, the turbulent movement stopped.

A blush appeared on Xue Ji's face as she panted, and she lay quietly on Zhang Xuan's chest.

"This time the eight treasure areas are attacking the Chaoxi Sea. I don't know if we can go back alive?" After the passion, a trace of melancholy emerged in Xue Ji's heart.

Henry Zhang hugged Xue Ji tighter and said, "As long as I am here, we will definitely be able to return alive."

"Even the Divine Transformation cannot guarantee that they can return alive and well, and the Nascent Soul is even more like a blade of grass. Once the war begins, who can say for sure?"