Mortal Mage

Yong'an City is eight hundred miles away from here.

The flying beast will arrive in four hours.

Zhang Mingxuan flew over the two armies, but saw faint white lights in many villages in the hinterland below.

Looking closely, the white light turned out to be the dome barrier produced by the activation of the formation.

When a formation is activated, there must be a cultivator.

After all, we have to figure out the situation on this continent, and now is the opportunity.

After knowing Haofen's strength, he felt more confident.

Zhang Mingxuan landed on the outskirts of a village.

Outside the village, the barrier light curtain glowed faintly.

He walked closer to the light curtain and scanned it with his spiritual sense.

The spiritual energy veins within the light curtain are clearly visible, and the runes are faintly visible.

The level of formations on this continent is not good enough.

Because this formation barrier is just a sixth-level Qi Refining defensive shield formation, it is most likely used to protect the village.

He released his spiritual sense again, sweeping over the area seven or eight miles around.

Except for some nearby villages with the aura of mortals, there seems to be no aura of monks.

This continent is strange and bizarre.

The spiritual energy is thinner than Cuiyun, and the level of the formation is really average.

Zhang Mingxuan rode on the flying beast and wanted to continue to Yong'an City.

These things have nothing to do with him. If there is no immortal to guide him as Qingling said, the matter of finding the immortal foundation-building pill will depend on him.

"Are you Qingling?"

A hearty male voice sounded beside Zhang Mingxuan's ear, and cold sweat immediately wet his back.

The previous second, he scanned the area with his spiritual sense and found no other cultivators within a radius of seven or eight miles. The next second, there was someone behind him.

Obviously, the man's cultivation level was not something he could detect.

But when he heard the voice was looking for Qingling, he felt relieved. If he really had met a villain who wanted to take his life, he would not have asked such a question.

He turned around and looked back, and saw a man in an ink-colored star-lit robe standing behind him.

"I am Zhang Mingxuan, Qingling is my wife, who is the immortal?"

Zhang Mingxuan bowed and said.

The jade slip of guidance that he had just crushed was from Qingling. I guess that's why the visitor asked him if it was Qingling.

This person is most likely the guide.

"Oh?"

Qing Lan looked surprised, as if he couldn't believe it. He stared at Zhang Mingxuan and said, "I am Qing Lan, an inner sect disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect, and a direct disciple of Elder Chen Feng. I was ordered by the elder to come and take in a disciple named Qing Ling from the lower world." He paused and began to look at Zhang Mingxuan. "How many thunder tribulations did you experience when you were transcending the tribulation?"

After hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan hesitated for a while, and finally answered truthfully; "I did not experience the thunder tribulation, but came here through the teleportation array."

Qinglan's surprised expression suddenly turned into astonishment. He stared at Zhang Mingxuan with his eyes, and at the same time, his consciousness scanned Zhang Mingxuan's internal organs. He said dumbly, "You haven't built your foundation yet? Teleportation array?" Then a flying sword appeared in front of him. He pulled up Zhang Mingxuan's collar and stepped on the flying sword. He didn't care about the villages that hadn't set up the barrier yet, and said in a panic, "Come back to the sect with me quickly."

"Master Qinglan, I wonder..."

Zhang Mingxuan tried to ask about the Foundation Establishment Pill, but was interrupted by Qinglan.

"Don't call me Immortal."

Qinglan interrupted.

Qingling is the fourth-generation great-granddaughter of Elder Chenfeng, and Qinglan is Chenfeng's direct disciple, who is like a teacher and a father to him.

Qinglan's brain seemed unable to react, but considering the relationship between the two generations, it would definitely be inappropriate for Zhang Mingxuan to call him Immortal.

"I am Elder Chen Feng's direct disciple. He is like a master and a father to me. Logically, my generation is higher than Qing Ling's. However, Qing Ling is Elder Chen Feng's fourth-generation great-granddaughter. My status cannot be compared to that of an elder's great-grandson. You cannot call me Immortal Elder."

"Then what should I call you?"

Qing Lan looked extremely reluctant, and he counted on his fingers for a long time in his mind, and finally his face turned red with reluctance. "It should be right to call me "Uncle Master"."

According to seniority, Qinglan is Zhang Mingxuan's elder, as well as Qingling's elder, so it is correct to call him uncle-master.

"Uncle Master, can you give me a hundred Immortal Foundation Building Pills?"

Since he was his uncle-master, Zhang Mingxuan had no reason to be polite. Looking at his uncle-master's outfit, it should not be a problem for him to take out 10,000 immortal-grade foundation-building pills.

"what?"

Qing Lan's footing almost lost its balance and he nearly fell into the clouds. He tilted his head in surprise and stared at Zhang Mingxuan as if he was an idiot. "How about I give you 20,000 of them?"

"Uncle Master, if that's the case, then it would be the best."

Zhang Mingxuan took out a pink storage bag from his chest and asked Qinglan, "I wonder if Master Uncle's immortal foundation-building pill is a ninth-level one?"

Qinglan was simply defeated by Zhang Mingxuan.

"When we get back to the sect, I'll ask Master to give it to you."

"Oh."

Zhang Mingxuan responded lightly and said nothing more.

From Qinglan's expression, he understood clearly that this immortal foundation-building pill was most likely an extremely rare item in this world.

He had just been joking on purpose, but he didn't expect that Uncle-Master Qinglan didn't understand his meaning.

The two flew among the clouds until the dawn.

Zhang Mingxuan only felt a surge of spiritual energy rushing towards him, which was extremely refined and pure, like a violent storm.

Obviously, the spiritual energy of this world has been drawn to the surrounding area of ​​the sect by the sect through some means, and very little of it leaks out to places outside the sect.

From a bird's eye view, the place is surrounded by mountains and rolling sea of ​​clouds, just like a paradise on earth.

Several secondary peaks surround the main peak, forming a natural protective structure, and the main peak rises straight into the sky.

Flying over the mountains, a magnificent palace stands in the mountains like a bright pearl in the moon.

"This is the outer disciple area."

Qinglan pointed his finger below.

Zhang Mingxuan lowered his head and looked down.

The palace is majestic and its vermilion walls sparkle in the morning light.

The eaves are soaring, like a giant dragon flying in the clouds.

In front of the main hall, there is a wide square paved with bluestone slabs. On the bluestone, array patterns are carved, emitting a faint golden light.

There are training areas neatly distributed around the square.

The Xuantian Sword Sect stands majestically among the rolling mountains.

"Let's go to the back mountain first and see how the elders arrange it."

Qinglan held Zhang Mingxuan's hand and flew over the hall, with a sea of ​​clouds beneath their feet.

Finally, the two landed halfway up a high peak.

Halfway up the peak, there is a pavilion that emits colorful light. On the pavilion hangs a huge spiritual banner. The runes on the banner appear and disappear from time to time, as if thousands of flying swords are wandering on the banner, full of solemn atmosphere.

In front of the pavilion, there was a platform. On the platform, Chen Feng stood alone on the edge, observing the people below.

Below the stage, in the inner sect disciples' magic field, hundreds of disciples were meditating.

"The achievements are accomplished in the Three Vehicles, and the traces are beyond the Three Vehicles. He is not bound by the law, nor is he bound by the Tao. His law should have great achievements in heaven and earth, and his mind should have great deeds in the present and ancient times."

Chen Feng thought about the disciples in the audience and spoke aloud. After the disciples digested the message, he continued, "The immortals who are inseparable from heaven are close to this. Only then can they have a body outside of their body, with all yin and pure yang, and refuse the mundane world. This time, you need to go back to the eighty-one yang heavens to burn the qi into elixir and shake the elixir into gold. After eighty-one days, you can all break through to the golden elixir."

"Elder Chen Feng, the person has been brought here."

Qinglan and Zhang Mingxuan stepped on their swords and landed behind Chenfeng.

"If you practice according to this method and fail to break through the golden elixir after 81 days, you will be demoted to an outer disciple."

Chen Feng finished speaking to the disciples below the stage, then waved his hand to send Qing Lan away, turned around and glanced at Zhang Mingxuan, a hint of surprise emerged in his indifferent expression, and whispered softly; "Send me the formation diagram."

After hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan did not dare to slack off at all. He hurriedly took out the jade slip of the teleportation array and presented it with both hands.

On the way here, Qinglan must have secretly reported everything to the elder in advance, so the elder said this.

Chen Feng grabbed the formation diagram, probed it with his spiritual sense, and after reading it, he put it into his storage ring and asked Zhang Mingxuan, "How many other people know about the teleportation formation?"

"I'm afraid everyone knows about the Cuiyun Fairyland."

Zhang Mingxuan didn't dare to hide anything.

He was aware that the six major sects in Cuiyun Fairyland were fighting for the formation diagram.

"Has the battle formation been leaked?"

“Nothing was leaked.”

Zhang Mingxuan resolutely denied it.

Shi Manman Qingling knew about it, but she was his Taoist partner. In his opinion, it didn't count as a leak if his wife knew about his things.

Hua Yu and Xi Yun only knew that Qing Ling Shi Man Man could set up a teleportation array, but they did not have the jade slips of the array diagram.

"Come with me."

After hearing this, Chen Feng did not question it and turned around and walked into the attic behind the stage.

Zhang Mingxuan followed closely behind.

In the room, there is a light fragrance mixed with the scent of grass and trees.

Opposite the door is a desk, on which are placed two ancient books and a bronze incense burner, with a faint scent of sandalwood burning in the air.

Next to the table, there is a blue jade pen holder with two wolf-hair brushes, one thick and one thin, in it.

Chen Feng sat cross-legged at the table, his demeanor elegant and extraordinary.

"Are you He Linggen?"

"Twelve lines of mixed spiritual roots."

Zhang Mingxuan responded softly, looking at Chen Feng who was sitting at the desk with a serious face.

Chen Feng has a handsome face and looks no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

"This is a bit troublesome."

After Chen Feng whispered, he thought for a long time before slowly speaking, "Immortal Grade Foundation Building Pill, I will help you find a way."

The formation diagram is real, and the jade slip for guiding people is real.

There is no doubt that Zhang Mingxuan is his grandson-in-law.

Zhang Mingxuan raised his head in surprise and asked, "How long will it take?"

"you"

Chen Feng wanted to raise his hand, but was choked by Zhang Mingxuan and could not speak.

It takes ten great limits to refine the immortal foundation-building pill. (PS: In Taoism, each great limit refers to ten years)

There were dozens of kinds of herbs that required him to assign heavenly-level tasks, offering high rewards, and mobilizing all the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect to search for them in the form of sect tasks.

I don’t know how long it will take to find these herbs.

You just asked how long it would take. Can I give it to you tomorrow?

"It may take two hundred years."

Chen Feng coughed lightly and finally told the truth.

"Two hundred years?"

Zhang Mingxuan frowned, unable to understand.

Chen Feng ignored Zhang Mingxuan's melancholy, and changed the subject, saying, "If you came here to transcend the tribulation and your cultivation was at the Mahayana stage, I could at least help you get the position of left or right elder, and I wouldn't delay your cultivation. But I never expected that you haven't established your foundation yet, so..."

After thinking for a while, Chen Feng continued to speak slowly; "If I let you enter the inner sect, with your qualifications, it will be difficult for you to gain a foothold in the inner sect. If you go to the outer sect, you may be excluded and bullied by other disciples."

As soon as he finished speaking, two white jade waist badges appeared in his hand and he threw them into Zhang Mingxuan's arms. "Go to the back mountain to patrol the mountains. This waist badge is for the menial disciples in the back mountain. The other waist badge has my aura. With this, you can enter the inner sect's library, pill formulas, magic fields, spiritual springs, etc. Nothing will stop you. For the next two hundred years, you can practice your skills in the sect with peace of mind. After two hundred years, come to the back mountain to find me and get the immortal foundation-building pill."

Chen Feng finished speaking and waved his hand.

Zhang Mingxuan's eyes went dark, and he felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he was in front of a cave. Chen Feng's voice rang in his ears again: "If you encounter difficulties in your practice, you can always look for your uncle, but remember, don't mention the matter of the teleportation array again, otherwise it will implicate the entire Xuantian Sword Sect, and I won't be able to protect you then."