I have never heard of the Life and Death Pill. Could it be a store treasure? Yu Lingzhai is so anxious to come to Lingbeast Street to buy elixirs, could it be that the spiritual beasts they brought have problems?

Yang Xiu thought about it in his mind, but unexpectedly he had some clues and walked towards Lingyao Street.

...

It was getting dark soon, and Yang Xiu returned to the courtyard on time. When he saw Liu Xian with an excited look on his face, he couldn't help but make jokes. After dinner, Yang Xiu came to the next door.

With the relationship between master and apprentice, Yang Xiu and Lin Shuangchen's residence were of course arranged together, only a wall was separated.

Lin Shuangchen lived alone. Yang Xiu knocked on the gate of the yard and walked straight in. He happened to see Lin Shuangchen standing straight in the yard, tilting his head as if watching the bright moon.

Yang Xiu called out, "Hello Master", walked straight into the house, poured a cup of hot water without seeing any sight, threw a small Taoist talisman into the teacup, and saw a red light sinking into the water, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"Persistence is victory,"

Yang Xiu walked out and handed the porcelain cup to Lin Shuangchen, and smiled and said, "Drinking it for a few more days in a row will be completely cured."

Lin Shuangchen had a rare slight resistance on his cold face. He glanced at Yang Xiu and said, "The talisman you made is getting more and more painful."

"Have you heard of the good medicine before?"

Yang Xiu without saying a word, stuffed the teacup into Lin Shuangchen's hand, and tempted in a tone of pampering children: "I have improved a lot of this, it's not that hard, so drink it quickly."

Lin Shuangchen hesitated for a moment when he looked at the water cup. After the water temperature was a little cool, he frowned and drank the water. While giving the cup to Yang Xiu, he said, "I am your master, pay attention to the tone of speaking in the future."

Yang Xiu nodded dispensable, looking distracted.

Lin Shuangchen still had the expression of calmness as water, but during this period of contact, Yang Xiu increasingly felt that the other party was like a little girl who was ignorant of the world, and the relationship between master and apprentice was quite a sign of putting the cart before the horse.

Lin Shuangchen also had no choice but to treat Yang Xiu, who was thick-skinned than the city wall. To be precise, he had never met someone like Yang Xiu before. However, he didn't know where he learned these little tricks, which was surprisingly effective in conditioning his body, so he let him do it.

Yang Xiu looked up at the huge moon and couldn't help but think of his friends and life on earth. He didn't know whether he had traveled through time or space, or had both?

I don’t know if I can go back in this life. If I really give myself a chance to make a new choice, I might choose to live in this world. After all, there were no gods in the original world, nor such a pure and beautiful master like jade.

The two of them stood quietly, and the spiritual energy surging around them was as solid as it was floating around them. Yang Xiu was rarely quiet for a while, but Lin Shuangchen felt a little uncomfortable, and turned his back to Yang Xiu, and used his spiritual sense to observe the other party.

Seeing Yang Xiu's confused eyes, Lin Shuangchen's heart moved slightly, feeling that Yang Xiu was now indescribable.

"By the way, Master, I'll ask you something,"

Yang Xiu suddenly came back to his senses and asked Lin Shuangchen: "There is a kind of elixir called Life and Death Pill, which is sold on the Lingbeast Street at the foot of the mountain. What is it for?"

Lin Shuangchen had become accustomed to Yang Xiu's distracted personality and replied lightly: "That is the unique elixir of an elder in Fanjing Mountain, which is specially used to treat the injuries of high-level spirit beasts. The effect is second only to the treasure of Zhuzhangzhai. Those shops are the industries of Fanjing Mountain, so it is not uncommon to have this thing."

"Oh~ It's true. It seems that a spirit beast is really injured in the Beast-Jiuzhai." Yang Xiu nodded and said, then described it vividly to Lin Shuangchen.

However, Lin Shuangchen looked puzzled when he heard this, shook his head slightly, and said, "The Life and Death Pill is extremely precious. Ordinary spiritual beasts cannot be worth the value of this elixir itself. Those spiritual beasts brought by Yu Lingzhai..."

Hearing this, Yang Xiu's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "Only the turtle of the squid cloud dragon has this level of cultivation!"

Lin Shuangchen closed his red lips slightly and said nothing, but his meaning was already very clear.

The strength of Qiyun Dragon Turtle in the late stage of Qihai is not too much to use. But think about it on the other hand, if it is really injured, how would it be hurt? Could it be that the people like Yu Lingzhai encountered some troubles in the wilderness?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiu's eyes lit up and suddenly remembered the strange phenomenon he saw on the dragon turtle during the day - the scattered white words on his hind legs.

"Don't ask about Yu Lingzhai,"

When Lin Shuangchen saw Yang Xiu's eyes rolling around, he knew that Yang Xiu was trying to make a ghost again and warned: "Neither Fanjing Mountain nor Yulingzhai can compete with Tianshu Pavilion, and it will cause misunderstandings."

"Understand." Yang Xiu stood up straight and smiled.

But instead, it seemed like he remembered something. Yang Xiu's thief's little eyes began to circulate on Lin Shuangchen, thinking that if the spiritual beast has a high cultivation level, immortal text will be born in his body. What about that person?

Seeing that Yang Xiu was not in a proper way again, Lin Shuangchen lowered his head and turned around, and walked straight into the house. Yang Xiu in the yard scratched his head and walked away from the yard.

After spending a long time with Yang Xiu, Lin Shuangchen encountered this situation many times, but now he doesn't feel angry. Instead, it has become a normal way to end communication between masters and apprentices.

When Lin Shuangchen thought of this, he became very frustrated. However, Lin Shuangchen himself did not realize that when he turned his back to Yang Xiu, he would start to smile unconsciously.

...

The next day, the Tiantian Conference officially began.

Cultivators from various sects were introduced to the main hall of Fanjing Mountain to worship the ancestors who created the prosperous era of cultivating immortals more than ten thousand years ago. Of course, only the leaders of various sects were allowed to enter the inner hall, and Yang Xiu and others could only wait outside the hall.

Yang Xiu has read ancient books related to the Tiantian Conference and is very clear in his heart that the so-called worship of ancestors is just a name. The immortal cultivators who had been cultivating tens of thousands of years ago probably had their bones turned into ashes. In the current world of cultivating ruthless cultivation, the current theory of ruthless cultivation has no practical significance.

The real meaning of the Jintian Conference is to unite the immortal cultivation world in Ning and resist the wilderness together; the other purpose behind it is to compete with the immortal cultivators in the Xiegu Kingdom and the Xia Kingdom.

The spiritual stones, spiritual medicines, and even the inner alchemy of monsters needed to cultivate immortals are fiercely fighting. Behind them, I don’t know how many immortal cultivators have fallen in the battles of sects because of these. Of course, Yang Xiu’s current cultivation is too shallow and he still cannot touch these things.

There are rivers and lakes where there are people. This sentence is good~

Liu Xian had already gone with Zhang Wannie, and Yang Xiu was alone in the crowd with his hands on his back, taking the opportunity to observe other sects.

According to Liu Wenzhong, the green basin alone is almost the size of the entire Asia in the world. The cultivation sects are everywhere, and the cultivation styles are very different.

Yang Xiu walked through the crowd and found that many people were holding a few gray stones and discussing something happily, and his face was red when he was excited and arguing.

Yang Xiu approached and listened for a while, and then he realized that he was gambling with stones.

These people bet on spirit stones.

Various underground spirit stones were mined, and most of the spiritual lights were released and used directly, just like the large number of spirit stones produced by the ancient ore veins this time.

However, in the spirit stone, some raw stones wrapped in rocks will be mixed with, and it is difficult to distinguish when mixed with ordinary stones. This part of the spirit stones is very small in number, but the quality is amazing, and the probability of medium or even high-grade spirit stones is extremely high.

The spiritual energy cannot penetrate soil and rocks, so the abundant spiritual energy on the surface of a certain place does not mean that there are spiritual ores underground.

It is like this Fanjing Mountain, one of the best caves in Ningguo, but it does not even have a smallest spiritual ore. Instead, the famous ancient spiritual ore is located in a barren wilderness, with no trace of it except the corridor that has survived from ancient times to this day.

As the mining party of spiritual ore, it will naturally try every means to maximize its benefits. Therefore, Fanjing Mountain picks out some stones produced in spiritual ore and sells them together. If it is enough to buy a piece of raw stone and open a top-grade spiritual stone, it will easily get rich overnight.

Yang Xiu gathered around and looked at the stones on the ground, black, white, round and ridged, and no matter how you look at them, they have nothing to do with the spirit stones. It is such an ordinary stone, each of which is priced at 200 low-grade spirit stones, which is what people's gambling psychology is.

Yang Xiu knew that something that was purely based on luck was not suitable for him, so he turned around and left after watching the fun.

The heaven-honoring ceremony took several hours. Liu Xian, who was forgot about his character, ran to meet Zhang Wan again. Yang Xiu was quite bored and walked away from the hall farther and farther away from the hall. Following the rumbling sound of water, he came to a spectacular waterfall.

...

On the clearing ground where the spiritual boat is stored.

All kinds of spiritual boats and beasts dock here, which looks very spectacular from a distance. The most conspicuous one is the huge Qiyun Dragon Turtle.

However, at this time, many disciples of Yulingzhai gathered around the dragon turtle, and were separated by the dragon turtle, vaguely protecting the huge spirit beasts in the middle. Min Qingshan, Yulingzhai and the elders surnamed Qi were also among them.

At this time, the two of them frowned and were discussing something in a low voice.

"Senior Brother Min, Long Turtle's situation is not good,"

Elder Qi was filled with sorrow, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together. "I used the method of spiritual communication to communicate with the spirit turtle before, but found that its breath was weak and its pain was extremely painful. I am afraid... I am afraid that it can no longer fly in the wind."

Min Qingshan's face was heavy when he heard this. He looked up at the dragon turtle that seemed to be resting with his eyes closed. He reached out and gently stroked the other party's rough and hard skin, and sighed: "It's because I can't protect myself... I encountered that kind of ferocious beast in the wilderness. Even if I sacrificed my life, I can't hurt the spirit turtle!"

"Senior Brother!"

Elder Qi was excited when he heard this and quickly said, "You have tried your best, otherwise why would you be seriously injured! The most urgent task now is to heal the dragon turtle. If there is a mistake, it may endanger the foundation of my sect."

Min Qingshan hesitated for a moment and nodded, "That's right, the matter can't be hidden now. Why not tell Fan Jingshan and let them be anxious to treat the dragon turtle. If there is really a magical doctor's magical hand, I will thank you very much!"

When Elder Qi heard this, he bent slightly, then he soared into the sky and headed straight into Fanjing Mountain.

The Qiyun Dragon Turtle is one of the divine beasts guarding the mountain in Yulingzhai. If it really falls like this, it will be a heavy blow to Yulingzhai's reputation and strength. Everyone was worried about this before, and there was no news about it, but now it is time to ask for help.
Chapter completed!