"boom!"

When all the tens of thousands of elves left, and only Li Guanqi and Elwin were left beside the holy spring, the eighth-level elf magician suddenly raised his scepter high and shot a green light from the top of the scepter, flying straight upward.

Then it exploded in mid-air.

Thick green smoke dispersed from mid-air, and soon turned into a green mist defensive cover, encompassing the entire holy spring, blocking sight.

"Mr. Li, no one should be able to see the privacy of your soul except me now."

Alwin looked at Li Guanqi and smiled helplessly, "Of course, I can't leave myself. I have to be there no matter what. After all, I still have to help you look after your physical body, and after eight days and eight nights, I still have to

Continue to use the secret methods of our elves to help you ascend to the eighth level of your soul."

"Then be prepared, Alwin."

Li Guanqi patted his shoulder.

"ah?"

The elf high priest was stunned for a moment, "Ready?"

"Buzz——"

Li Guanqi sat on the ground, lowered his head, and then a blue light flashed between his eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, a special soul body with three heads, six arms, and two wings sprouted out of it, like a god and demon that was different from ordinary people!

"Um?!"

When Elwin saw this scene, his green eyes suddenly widened, his face full of disbelief.

"This, this..."

He was stunned for a long time, then looked at Li Guanqi's divine and demonic soul body and asked in disbelief: "What is going on?"

"The savior is always special."

Li Guanqi shrugged.

"Um...no wonder you don't want to be seen by other elves."

Alwin looked strange.

Of course he knew that this was a casual prevarication without even bothering to make up a reason, but since Li Guanqi had such an attitude, it was useless for him to ask more questions.

"Ahem, I will keep it a secret."

In the end, Elwin didn't ask any more questions. He just looked at Li Guanqi seriously and said, "Next, Mr. Li, I'll ask you to soak in the holy spring for eight days and eight nights, and fully receive the baptism of the power of the holy spring."

"good."

Li Guanqi's soul nodded slightly, and then walked towards the golden elf holy spring in front of him.

Soon, the feet of his soul body were immersed in this elven holy spring, and then gradually dived until he reached the bottom of the holy spring more than five meters deep, and his entire soul body was completely soaked in the golden spring water.

"It won't take so long."

Suddenly, the voice of the magic knife sounded in Li Guanqi's mind, "This spring water is just a conductor, used to pull the soul gold crystal. The reason why it needs to be soaked for eight days and eight nights is because the conductor efficiency of this spring water is so low.

But I should be able to improve this efficiency. Although I did not successfully integrate the power of the soul law back then, I have been exposed to this aspect. Give me some time and I will study it."

"Then come on."

Li Guanqi replied casually, then closed his eyes and lay down in the spring water, rising and falling slightly with the waves of the water.

Comfortable.

The golden spring water of this elven holy spring is really comfortable, giving his soul a warm feeling. Even his consciousness can't help but feel sleepy...sleep...sleep...

It is a sleep that I have not experienced in a long time, and it is the sleep of the soul.

In this way, Li Guanqi lay in the holy spring of spirits in the form of his soul body and began to sleep comfortably.

Demon Sword Lumo, on the other hand, is constantly studying the properties of this spring water as a conductor, thinking about how to improve the efficiency of the conductor.

As for the shore, Alwin stayed beside Li Guanqi's body, never leaving.

Time passes slowly.

…

…

"Bagua level, early stage..."

Daluo Dynasty, the ancestral land of the Wang family.

In the deepest part of this underground palace tomb, in the place illuminated by dim firelight, a deep female voice suddenly sounded.

There, there is an exquisite and transparent crystal coffin, sealing the body of a man whose body does not rot and whose appearance does not age.

In front of the crystal coffin, there was a woman sitting cross-legged on the ground.

She has a beautiful face, but her face is expressionless. There is no emotion in her beautiful black eyes. She is wearing a gorgeous dark green dress. The color is so dark that there is no freshness of green at all, but instead there is a dark green coquettishness.

sly.

"The speed of absorbing the power of my ancestors is getting faster and faster. It seems that in more than ten days, I will be able to open the second Bagua acupoint, but..."

Wang Yanqing lowered his head, caressed his chest with his right hand, narrowed his beautiful eyes, and murmured to himself, "As my cultivation level increases, I don't feel that my life span is increasing, but... is it shortening?

This is the feeling when you step into the sixth level, and the same feeling when you step into the seven-star level.

Now that I have entered the Bagua level, this feeling has become even stronger."

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Wang Yanqing took out a jade pendant from his waist, reached out and crushed it.

What's interesting is that after the jade pendant was crushed, the scattered fragments actually floated up in the air again, coalesced back together, and returned to its intact appearance.

However, the jade pendant was crushed once after all.

And this is a signal.

A signal calling the ancestor of the Wang family to come here.

"Da, da, da."

In the darkness of the underground palace tomb, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded, approaching from far away.

Soon, an old man wearing a white robe appeared in Wang Yanqing's sight.

One of the only two Jiugong-level ancestors of the Wang family, Wang Haoran.

"What's wrong, Yan Qing...huh?"

He clasped his hands behind his back and walked slowly to Wang Yanqing's side. Feeling the Bagua-level aura coming from the other person's body, he couldn't help but smile. The wrinkles on his face were all gathered together. Under the dim light of the underground palace, his smile was like a flower.

Disgusting old chrysanthemum.

"Sure enough, you! It has to be you! You are the best candidate for our Wang family's Qilinzi plan!"

The smile on Wang Haoran's face became brighter and brighter, and he couldn't help but open his hands and said excitedly: "The last guy who exploded and died was a waste, wasting so much of our time!

The person truly chosen by fate and destined to come here to absorb the power of the ancestors is none other than you, Yan Qing!

Yan Qing, your talent far exceeds our expectations. Your ability to absorb power is so fast, so fast that we can't even imagine it.

Believe me, son, the day when you step into the Nine Palaces level is not far away!"

"Why did you hide it from me?"

Wang Yanqing listened to the ancestor's words, but his eyes were lowered, his face was expressionless, and his voice was cold, "The price of absorbing the power of the ancestors and rapidly improving one's cultivation level is life span, right."

"..."

The smile on Wang Haoran's face froze.

"Hey, old thing."

Wang Yanqing stood up slowly, stood up from the ground, and squinted at Wang Haoran, "So, the so-called Qilin son of the Wang family is actually using his lifespan to exchange for cultivation. In this case, even if I reach the Jiugong level, how long can I live?

Fifty years? Thirty years? Ten years? Or... shorter?"

"I got news that the Holy One has been hunting down Ying Xiao recently."

Wang Haoran did not answer the question directly. He just turned around and stood with his hands behind his back. He turned his back to Wang Yanqing and smiled: "Your Majesty is dying, really soon. The day of his death is very recent. I bet that even

No more than next year.

Before His Majesty dies, he will definitely eliminate all demigod-level threats outside the Great Wall for us, leaving us with a safe enough environment for internal fighting. Haha... He must not want to, right? But he has to do this.

Once His Majesty passes away, the time left to us to decide the pattern of Kyushu will only be a few years.

These few years have been the golden age of Zhuolu.

And you, Yan Qing, when the peak of your combat power completely coincides with this golden period, our Wang family, under the leadership of you, Wang Yanqing, will usher in its true peak! It is even possible to reach the throne of the emperor with your sword! Become the royal family! Become the royal family!

Royal!"

"At the cost of my life?"

There was a bit of murderous intent in Wang Yanqing's eyes.

"But you didn't refuse."
To be continued...