ah? The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

"Thank you, I declined."

Du Xinghe should just step back and let Chen Bu Ran keep it for his own use. There is no need to be so sharing-minded.

After she declined, she couldn't help but feel curious: "What are you going to do with it? Do you have a secret method to refine the inner elixir?"

Swallowing the inner elixir of one's own kind will bring backlash.

This is like a prion, a foreshadowing engraved in the meridians by the Heavenly Dao to prevent cannibalism.

"Well……"

Chen Bu Ran seemed to be playing with the two blood-stained inner pills in his hand without any intention. The brilliance of the inner pills did not dim at all because of the death of life. The light was stained with blood and spread out, revealing a mysterious red light. He flipped his hand and put the two inner pills back into the storage ring. Then he said, "Feed the spider, and use the rest as candles. They can nourish people better than the light of the night pearl."

He had a smile on his face, but his dark eyes were as deep as the ocean.

Du Xinghe asked: "Since you said it nourishes people, then is it good for cultivation to light the inner elixir as a candle?"

Chen Bu Ran was stunned, as if he didn't expect her to ask this:

"Not really. I thought the ancestor would accuse me of being an evil cultivator."

"Since it is of no benefit to cultivation, then you are just a cultist, not an evil cultivator."

Crossing the Star River.

Chen Bu Ran was speechless after hearing her words in a dull tone. After a while, he smiled and said, "You can't scare the old ancestor."

"But I really can't compliment your taste in decoration."

Du Xinghe walked out.

With a single thought, she knew where her three disciples were.

Chen Bu Ran followed her and asked her, "If I tell you there are benefits, will the ancestor want it?"

"Correct."

"I thought the ancestors would be very resistant."

"Just think of it as lighting a lamp with gallstones."

In the mortal world, there is a saying about gallstones and gallbladder stones, which are caused by the accumulation of damp heat in the liver and gallbladder. Chen Bu Ran understood it immediately and laughed, "The inner elixir is the condensation of the essence of the cultivators, but it was compared to useless things like gallstones by our ancestors. I don't know what kind of treasure could have caught the eyes of our ancestors."

Du Xinghe paused.

The interior of the Spider Temple was winding and the corridors were dry and cold. Paper lanterns that never went out were hung on the stone walls. When she turned around, she saw Chen Bu Ran's face, which was like an ink painting, slightly illuminated by the light. His cold eyes looked at her through the warm colors.

"Do you understand now?" she asked.

Chen Bu Ran raised his eyebrows.

The two people with cold personalities were illuminated by the dim light with a harmonious warmth.

And her eyes reflected his figure -

Only a "treasure" like him could catch her eye.

Of course, Du Xinghe's original intention was to let him say less, and then give her his golden elixir - oh, there is no golden elixir in the Spirit Transformation Stage, so he would peel off his primordial spirit and give it to her to activate.

Lifting the spider curtain, the two came to a martial arts training ground inside the temple.

"Hello, Master!"

As soon as Chen Bu Ran walked out of the shadows, the disciples in the martial arts training ground stopped what they were doing and saluted him and Du Xinghe.

He lifted his robe and stepped into the training ground. On the four high walls were wall-to-wall shrines, enshrining the bodies of spider Gu. A strange Gu incense was burned in the temple all year round, which was spicy with a hint of sweetness. The eight-legged furnace in the field was burning with wisps of white smoke that seeped up. Disciples who first came to the Spider Temple would feel dizzy if they were not used to the smell, but after getting used to it, they would feel more energetic the more they smelled it.

"Master!"

With a clang, Xinyue's sword fell to the ground, and then she quickly stepped forward and called out "Master" happily.

Du Xinghe saw that she missed him very much, so he teased her: "You seem to be doing well in your training at the Spider Temple, so why not leave you here and take you away when I come back from the altar."

The high hanging light fell on Xinyue's head. She had high brow bones and her eye sockets were shadowed. Her lychee eyes were wide open in the shadows.

"I want to follow Master, Master, please don't leave me behind,"

She paused, then asked again, "Master, are you going to leave me alone and only take my junior sisters and brothers with you?"

Shujiuqing, who was walking slowly beside him, felt his hair stand on end.

This is a life-threatening question asked by my senior sister!

What was lost was her and Shenshui’s life!

Shu Jiuqing's eyes turned and she said, "If that's the case, Senior Sister is also treated uniquely in Master's heart."

Senior sister likes to hear others say that she has a special status in Du Xinghe.

Sure enough, Xinyue's expression eased slightly.

Du Xinghe said that was not the case: "If you want to stay, you will definitely stay. I treat you all equally."

I was sweating profusely during the coldest days of winter.

She realized that it was not appropriate to stay here for long, so she said, "Master, since you have come out of retreat, I will go and call my brother over for you."

After Du Xinghe nodded, Shu Jiuqing slipped away.

If she left a moment later, her senior sister would kill her.

There was a slight breeze in the temple, and the candlelight flickered. The deeper one went into the mountains, the colder it became.

Shujiuqing had long heard of the bad reputation of the Spider Temple. She could not learn the calmness of her senior brothers and sisters, and felt uneasy every day she stayed there. Even if Senior Sister Xinyue was cold to her, she would follow her closely, as she felt the sense of security was given by her.

As for Senior Brother Shenshui...

There was also water flowing in the hollowed-out mountain, which was ingeniously built into a courtyard. After passing through the gate with hanging flowers swaying in the wind, there was another world inside. The combination of artificial mountains and real water created a fascinating spring scene. However, the slowly flowing stream was green, which must have been caused by the cultivation waste dumped into the upstream by the Spider Temple people, polluting the water source.

There is a corner pavilion in the courtyard, and next to the pavilion stands an unusually tall peach tree.

Shen Shui in the corner pavilion looked up to admire the flowers. A disciple of the Zhixing Temple beside him hooked his hand, and a spider silk hung on the tree branch, pressing the peach blossom branch down for Shen Shui to enjoy. The peach blossom branch made him look more lively and agile, and he looked like a girl.

The action of the disciple from the Spider Temple made the beautiful woman smile.

Peach blossoms weighed down the branches. Shenshui opened her lips and took the petals into her mouth, squinting her eyes and savoring them slowly. The scene of a beauty eating flowers fascinated the male disciples who practiced hard in the temple all day long, and they were all stunned.

Just the temperament in his every move is enough to study love for three years.

She kept her mission in mind and stepped forward to break the good atmosphere: "...Shanshui, Master has come out of retreat and is looking for you."

Seeing that everyone was watching so intently, Shu Jiuqing didn't call him senior brother.

"Ok?"

Shenshui was stunned for a moment, then he said goodbye to everyone with a smile and left with Shujiuqing.

When crossing the hanging flower gate, Shu Jiuqing was curious: "Are peach blossoms delicious?"

"It's not tasty, it's bitter," Shenshui smacked his lips. "What a pity, it's not the season for it to bear fruit. The peach trees on Xiaoyun Mountain are very juicy. I've never eaten such good peaches since I left Xiaoyun Mountain... You saw Master just now, what did Master say to you?"

She then repeated the conversation she had had with her master: "Senior sister was in a bad mood, so I used the excuse of looking for you to sneak out... Senior brother, please think of a solution."

As they talked, they returned to the training ground.

Xinyue had already picked up the fallen sword, holding it in her hand, and looked at the two of them from a distance with cold eyes.

Shenshui took a breath and said, "For now, I suggest that you change your name to avoid disaster."

"Change it to what?"

"Junior sister changed her name to Shujiu Ming, because nine lives are more difficult to kill."

"Brother, your suggestion is very good. Don't make the same suggestion next time."

Xinyue glanced at them:

"What are you mumbling about?"

They both shook their heads and pretended nothing happened.

After the five people gathered, Chen Bu Ran picked out a trusted man to accompany him, and then boarded the miniature flying boat again.

……

East of Bayounanling Mountains.

For a cultivator, the journey was just a blink of an eye. Du Xinghe tried twice to inquire about the news of the witch clan's altar from the will of "Gu Shen Jue", but received no response.

If I asked Chen Bu Ran, he was clueless: "If the Gu Spirit hadn't told you, we Wu people would have thought that the altar had long been transformed into a secret realm. We didn't expect there would be two altars... Our Wu people's coming of age ceremony is to enter the secret realm to pass the test and obtain the natal Gu worm given by the Gu Spirit."

"The miasma to the east of the Bayounan Ridge is too heavy, and the Wu people won't go there."

"Aren't all members of the Wu clan Gu practitioners? Are you afraid of poison?" Du Xinghe asked.

Chen Bu Ran raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you sword cultivators afraid of being struck by swords?"

Du Xinghe thought so too.

After sailing to the east, the flying boat was eroded by miasma and was forced to land in the mangrove forest.

"Please change into them."

Xizi, who had disappeared in the flying boat, appeared silently, holding four brocade boxes in his hands and presenting them.

When he opened the brocade box, he saw four white clothes inside that were well-tailored and easy to move in.

Xizi said: "This is a spider robe, it can block some of the miasma, and the rest you have to circulate your spiritual power and use your Qi to protect your body."

"It can only block some miasma, but what if the Qi can't protect it either?"

Shenshui took out the spider clothes and asked while looking at them carefully.

Under natural light, the spider's clothing has a delicate pearlescent texture and feels as smooth as silk, but if you pull it hard, it will become as hard as steel.

Xizi answered seriously: "You will die."

He was stunned as he was trying to fit the spider robe on his body, and looked at his master with tearful eyes.

Du Xinghe comforted him: "I have prepared a lot of antidote pills."

"Master, won't you change?"

Seeing that the master had not put on the clothes yet and just put the brocade box aside, Xinyue asked with concern.

"Me? I don't need it. My jade bone robe is a defensive magic weapon that can prevent poison."

This poison-avoiding effect was added later.

Du Xinghe applied to the palace fighting system for the ability to avoid poison, on the grounds that she was afraid of being poisoned and sterilized. The system originally stipulated that only sterilizing poisons could be avoided, but she pointed out that corpses could not get pregnant, so the lethal poison was actually a disguised sterilizing poison, and then she convinced the system.

After filtering out a layer of the jade bone clothes, the remaining ones are nothing to be worried about, and can even be used as a snack for Xiaopang.

While Shenshui was still envious, Shujiuqing took the opportunity to ask, "Since Master doesn't need it, can I wear Master's too?"

She withstood her senior sister's deadly gaze and worked for her own benefit.

After all, she is the weakest among the four. She can only ask for more survival guarantees. What does face matter?

Xinghe nodded: "If you like it, take it."

He put on two layers of spider clothes. Because of the difference in height between the two, the one originally customized for Du Xinghe was bigger, making Shu Jiuqing look like two layers of small cakes. In the world of immortal cultivation, he also experienced the fashionable effect of layering clothes.

The flying boat left here crushed a part of the mangrove bushes.

After stepping out of the flying boat, everyone found that the surrounding environment was worse than expected. The thick miasma almost condensed into a dark purple cloud that even spiritual consciousness could not penetrate. They could not use the sword-flying technique either, and could only walk on foot.

Fortunately, the miasma pool was not deep, barely covering the calf, and there was a soft layer of mud underneath.

The miasma pool automatically avoided Chen Bu Ran's body, but the rest of the people did not have such good treatment. They experienced the pain of mortals walking in the mud - Xinyue was a farm girl, Shenshui was a monkey, and Du Xinghe was the one who was least afraid of hardship. The three of them adapted well, but Shu Jiuqing was the only one who was sweating profusely.

The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong.

That's not right. Isn't she here to curry favor with others?

Why is life worse than before?

But the mud in the miasma seemed very suitable for drawing arrays, so she bent down and secretly took out a handful of soft mud and wanted to put it into the storage ring. However, as soon as her hand touched it, it was grabbed by another hand, while the people in front and behind her were clearly walking normally, with their hands swinging naturally beside them.

So, who grabbed her hand?

"Master, Senior Sister... there is a hand grabbing me in the miasma pool."

Shujiuqing asked for help with a sad face.

Xinyue just glanced at her with the corner of her eye, and with a flash of sword, she cut off the hand that was holding her in the miasma pool.

"It's not a terracotta warrior controlled by spiritual power, so I missed it."

Du Xinghe thought about it and remembered this lesson.

Sometimes, the Purple Extreme Wisdom Eyes would delay her from finding the truth.

Jingxin's muffled voice came from the mural: "Wuwu... Can you dig me out first..."