After 100,000 years of retreat, I became an immortal king

Three months have passed, and the whole world has quietly entered summer.

The originally emerald green leaves began to turn into a dark turquoise color, and small buds one by one also bloomed colorful flowers.

The spirit grass swayed in the breeze, and the probe seemed to have life.

A slender female cultivator was casting spells on these spirit treasures, only to see her swaying in a long skirt, and her black hair also faintly touched the ground, the magic poured into the spirit treasures, and I saw that they swung back and forth and twisted seemed to be extremely uncomfortable, and then suddenly grew taller, stretching out extremely comfortably.

“Fifth Elder, your rare mountain is getting better and better every year.”

The rough voice was ridiculed, and a person loomed behind the spirit grass taller than a human, it was Meng Xiaoran.

The fifth elder smiled slightly when she heard this, and the whole world brightened, she did not humble herself, her own spiritual treasure land, looking at the entire Styx, she could not find a second one.

What’s more, what she cultivated was a wood technique, and her mana came from plants and could also be applied to plants.

She was kind by nature and could not practice the decisive technique of killing, but the spirit grass of this rare mountain was raised by her as much as possible, and slowly she began to concentrate on studying the spirit treasure and supplying the entire Taihao Immortal Sect.

With her mana blessing, the spiritual power contained in these plants is not something that ordinary spirit grasses can ignore.

“The Holy Lord is coming, I don’t know what happened?”

Because the fifth elder did not like others to enter her spirit garden, for fear that a filthy aura would stain the spirit treasure, except for the two medicine picking children, almost no one set foot in the land of Rare Youshan, all of them let the little children pass on the message to the five elders.

Now that Meng Xiaoran came in person, something big must happen. The five elders just didn’t like it anymore, and they could focus on the overall situation.

“Lao Zu summoned, time is urgent, I can only come in person…”

Looking at the face of the five elders sinking, Meng Xiaoran explained in a mocking manner.

Hearing this, the face of the fifth elder began to turn clear, and then he followed Meng Xiaoran to the hall together.

Three months is a long time, a short one.

In the past three months, Gu Pingan was able to finish reading the entire “Ten Thousand Puppet Sutra”, but the cultivation that lost money in the last battle with the winner was slowly replenished.

But for the other sects, these three months gave them a chance to breathe, and when the Taihao Immortal Sect did nothing, they couldn’t say for sure if they took the opportunity to promote themselves.

However, everything was not important, because he already knew the refining method of the puppet pill.

The refining of the puppet pill was extremely complicated, requiring ten extremely rare spirit grasses, plus four seasons of snow water, and a drop of blood containing the spiritual power of the cultivator, and the refining was only completed in seven seven forty-nine days.

On the other side, Meng Xiaoran hurried to the hall with the five elders, and as soon as he entered the hall door, he saw Gu Pingan flipping through the books in his hand with a solemn expression, and Canglan and Yanwu stood on both sides of his body like door gods.

Gu Pingan didn’t have too many pleasantries, and directly asked the five elders about the ten herbs.

As soon as Gu Pingan spoke, the fifth elder took a deep breath, these are all her treasures.

This one hollowed out half of her baby…

She sorted out her thoughts and replied sullenly.

“There are tulips, white peonies, Sichuan domes, kudzu roots, and calamus in these gardens, and I can also find out the thousand-year-old ginseng and 10,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and the rest of the Sichuan ox knee, phoenix feathers, and dragon horns…”

“The remaining three are legendary treasures, and I haven’t heard them in so many years.”

These ten kinds of spirit treasures are extremely rare things, it is really not easy to find seven, Gu Pingan knows this well, and she is not embarrassed when she hears this.

What’s more, the phoenix feather and the Sichuan ox knee and dragon horn happened to be in Gu Pingan’s storage ring.

“Senior brother, this is the Shangyuan Festival that only happens once a year, if you don’t say I don’t say it, who can know that the two of us secretly ran away, not to mention, we are guarding only a very small corner, and we haven’t seen anyone else come for so many years…” In this way, as long as you collect the snow water of the four seasons, this puppet pill can start refining.

Four seasons snow water, as the name suggests, is to take the pure snow water on the top of the mountain when the four seasons are in full bloom in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Snow water is relatively easy in spring and winter, but hot weather in summer and autumn requires extremely high mountains to be possible.

This matter is difficult to say, and it is not difficult to say whether it is difficult or not.

If there is a master with advanced cultivation and light skill to do it, it may be collected in less than a month.

Gu Pingan thought about it a few times and felt that there was no more suitable candidate than Yanwu.

He is powerful, there are few people in the territory of the Styx who can be enemies of him, not to mention, he has just shined in the battle with the winner, and no one will be so bold to ask him for trouble.

Coupled with his light work and loyalty to himself, this matter must be completed soon.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate any longer, and immediately sent Yan Wu to collect it, limiting him to one month, and it must be done.

The refining of the puppet pill is basically collected, so what about the people who take the puppet pill?

After all, the “Ten Thousand Puppet Sutra” is a book that teaches evil arts, although the refined puppet pills can greatly increase people’s cultivation, and even help ordinary people step into the world of cultivators.

But at the same time, the person who took the puppet pill also lost the ability to think for himself and became a Deadpool who only cares about the safety of Zhanshou.

It’s not that Deadpool is bad, they are loyal, strong in cultivation, and almost invincible on the battlefield.

After all, people are afraid in the face of danger, but Deadpool does not.

However, the loss of their own ideas means that they will not have much breakthrough in their state of mind, and they will stop after their cultivation has improved to a certain extent.

Gu Pingan is to become a hegemon, if the subordinates are all Deadpool, fighting a war is very powerful, but it is extremely unfavorable to future development.

Therefore, these puppet pills could not be given to disciples.

They are already the best, and with more practice, they can be successfully promoted without resorting to puppets.

These puppet pills must be used on people who need them more, such as some young refugees, ordinary people who want to cultivate immortals but do not have spiritual roots.

Gu Pingan summoned Canglan and gave him full authority over the matter.

Let him find three thousand elite young people in one month.

The establishment of the Taihao Immortal Sect’s Deadpool army is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Gu Pingan also began to try refining puppet pills.

At the same time, a gaze was secretly observing all this…

“The Taihao Immortal Sect doesn’t know what they’re busy with lately, going in and out, but one thing I’m sure of is that they definitely don’t have time to take care of our side, he…”

In a dimly lit cellar, the strange old man’s voice mixed with the words of the beast could not help but make people shiver.

“It’s one of the few opportunities we have, and when they’re free, we won’t be able to take it this easy.”

A group of people of different shapes and cloaks of different colors muttered about something.

They wrapped themselves tightly in wide cloaks, leaking only a pair of eyes outside.

It seems extremely afraid of being recognized.

And the voices in which they speak seem to have used some techniques to change their lives…

“Since this opportunity is so rare, let’s go according to the plan!”

After that, several people scattered and left in different directions.

In the territory of the Styx, the mountains and waters are beautiful, especially within the influence of the Taihao Immortal Sect, which is a rare treasure.

In the extreme south of the Taihao Immortal Sect’s sphere of influence, endless mountain peaks are hidden in the clouds like a fairyland.

These peaks not only look spectacular, but also contain a large number of spirit stones!

That’s right, this endless mountain range is the largest immortal stone and spirit stone vein in the Taihao Immortal Sect.

The spirit stones produced here are probably four-tenths of the total output of the entire Taihao Immortal Sect!

However, the Taihao Immortal Sect was peaceful, and the disciples who guarded the mountain did not seem to be honest.

A handsome little Taoist priest grabbed the slightly older sleeve on the side and swung it back and forth.

The older monk was very moved by what he said, and pretended to refuse a few times, and then agreed.

The two people sneakily changed their clothes and took advantage of the night to quietly slip down the mountain.

Shortly after they left, a huge figure wearing a bright red cloak sneaked in…

“It really deserves to be the largest spirit stone production place in the Taihao Immortal Sect!”

The man looked at the mountain of spirit stones in front of him, and both eyes began to emit golden light.

These are all spirit stones that have been mined, and if you knock a stone at will, you can faintly see the golden light inside.

This yield is staggering.

What’s more, this mine may not even have been mined by now by one-third!

“What kind of person dares to trespass into the secret land of the Taihao Immortal Sect!”

While the red cloak was still immersed in endless joy and joy, a long sword shattered his imagination.

“Just because of you, you want to stop me?”

The shriveled and strange voice made the disciples of the Taihao Immortal Sect shiver.

Seeing that he was discovered, Hong Yi was not at all vain, this disciple in front of him was just a small sea of wheels, and he could make him disappear with his hands.

I saw that under the red-clothed cloak, a hand slowly stretched out, and the skin of this hand was smooth and delicate, which was very different from his voice.

The little disciple had already realized that something was wrong, but before he could shout, a hand penetrated his body.

The red-cloaked cloak rose and fell, not affected by the little disciple in the slightest, and continued to walk leisurely towards the depths of the mine.

After some investigation, the red-cloaked cloak nodded in satisfaction.

Then a burst of birdsong came from the mine, and the disciples of the Taihao Immortal Sect would never have thought that the ordinary birdsong that they often heard on weekdays would be their talisman.

Not far from the mine, a group of men and horses were also ready to go.

After hearing the birdsong, the man at the head of the centaur waved his hand forward, and the oppressive centaur quickly disappeared into the woods…