Cultivation of immortality begins with swallowing Tao fruit

A quiet room with rich spiritual energy in Xiaodanling.

Zhao Yu shouted softly: "Finally enough has been accumulated! Start evolving! Red Emperor!"

A stream of extremely cool air surged out of Zhao Yu's body and followed the beast spirit contract into the Red Emperor's body.

The Red Emperor's body began to tremble, and his saw-like teeth fell off one after another, growing sharper teeth. The scales on his body also began to fall off piece by piece, growing into harder and thicker scales, similar to dragon scales, and his claws began to fall off. , grew sharper claws, and his face became more ferocious.

"Red Emperor."

"Bloodline species Dragon."

"Blood quality: low grade (0/1000)."

"Cultivation: first-level top grade (2999/3000)."

It took a whole day for the Red Emperor to complete the quality improvement, reaching the level of a low-grade dragon species.

A trace of satisfaction flashed across Zhao Yu's eyes: "Yes, if you rest for a while, you can evolve into a second-level monster!"

"Woof~!"

The Red Emperor jumped into Zhao Yu's arms, stretched out his tongue and licked his hand.

Half a month later, in the quiet room.

"Come and swallow it!"

Zhao Yu took out a super-grade foundation-building pill and handed it to the Red Emperor.

Not all pills are effective against monsters, but foundation-building pills and red-blooded beast pattern pills that strengthen qi and blood are effective against monsters. This is also knowledge gained from the former elder of the Hundred Beasts Sect.

The Red Emperor swallowed the super-grade foundation-building pill in one gulp, and then his body began to tremble and his blood boiled.

Ten days later, the Red Emperor struggled hard and broke free of a layer of old scales and crawled out, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Red Emperor."

"Bloodline species Dragon."

"Blood quality: low grade (0/1000)."

"Cultivation: Second-level low-grade (0/300)."

Zhao Yu showed a smile: "Another foundation-building combat power! The Red Emperor has the blood of a low-grade dragon. Even though he only has the cultivation of a second-grade low-grade, he should be able to compete with the second-order mid-grade monsters."

Zhao Yu now owns five pieces of second-order spiritual land. If each piece of second-order spiritual land is managed, it will bring him huge wealth. He also needs more foundation-building experts to protect those spiritual lands, otherwise it will attract the covetousness of many jackals.

"Let's go, Red Emperor, let's go shopping!"

Zhao Yu chuckled, stood up and left the quiet room, leading the Red Emperor outside and into the garden.

"master……!"

Wei Xinlan in the garden was overjoyed at first when she saw Zhao Yu, but when she saw the ferocious Red Emperor, her delicate body stiffened slightly, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and her voice trembled.

Zhao Yu touched the Red Emperor's dog head and chuckled: "Xinlan, this is the Red Emperor. Look, how cute it is! You even hugged it when it was little!"

cute?

Wei Xinlan was speechless when she looked at the Red Emperor, who was one foot long and covered with dragon scales. His head resembled a hybrid between a dragon and a dog, with sharp teeth and a fierce light in his eyes.

Wei Xinlan hesitated for a while before saying: "Master, although I know that the Red Emperor will not hurt me, I am still a little scared! It seems that the Red Emperor is more fierce than before!"

The Red Emperor has evolved into a second-order low-grade monster, which is even more terrifying than ordinary human foundation-building monks. It is also a demon beast of the dragon species, with an innate ability to intimidate. Wei Xinlan was timid to begin with, and he was also a Qi Refining monk, so he was naturally afraid of the Red Emperor.

Zhao Yu gently patted the Red Emperor's smooth head with only scales and said: "Red Emperor, go play!"

"Woof~!"

The Red Emperor shouted happily and galloped towards the Xiaodanling hunting ground.

Zhao Yu came to sit next to Wei Xinlan, gently hugged her waist, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the garden together.

Wei Xinlan's pretty face was stained with a blush, and the people and flowers complemented each other, making her even more charming and charming.

Tuoba Xue stepped into the garden with a scent of fragrance and asked for instructions: "Sir, Master Yunlin wants to see him. Do you want to see him?"

Zhao Yu said: "Master Yunlin, please wait for me in the living room."

Master Yunlin is also a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. He has been friends with Zhao Yu for more than ten years and often helps Zhao Yu purchase various materials to make profits.

As soon as Zhao Yu arrived at the living room, he saw a tall, fat, middle-aged monk with big ears and an ordinary-looking young monk.

The middle-aged monk with a big face and big ears was from Yunshan Mountain.

The man from Yunshan said with a solemn expression: "Master Zhao, I have something very important to discuss with you. Please step aside!"

Shangguan Lingxiu smiled gracefully, stood up and said, "Then I will take my leave first!"

Zhao Yu said: "Ling Xiuqian stays, and everyone else retreats!"

"Yes! Master!"

The many servants then retreated, leaving only Zhao Yu and four people present.

Zhao Yu smiled slightly, held Shangguan's delicate and smooth little hand, sat next to her and said: "People from Yunshan, if even my wife cannot know about that matter, there is no need to discuss that matter with me! Xiu! The more important secrets you know in the fairy world, the more dangerous it is! If there are really such important secrets, please find someone else to discuss them with!"

Shangguan Lingxiu's heart warmed slightly and she held Zhao Yu's big hand.

The man from Yunshan glanced at the ordinary young man next to him in confusion.

The ordinary-looking young man smiled slightly, and a faint smoke came out of his body. The next moment, Shiyang Sanren walked out of the thick fog, and a trace of the foundation-building Dzogchen series breath filled the air from his body. .

Zhao Yu's eyes narrowed, he stood up and saluted with his hands raised: "I've seen Shiyang Sanren! Lingxiu, please step back!"

"Yes! My lord!"

Shangguan Lingxiu bowed before retreating.

Shiyang Sanren is known as the most powerful monk under the golden elixir of the Northern Wilderness. He has been in charge of the Shiyang Chamber of Commerce for many years and can sell three top-quality spiritual weapons to Zhao Yu in one go. Naturally, he also has countless good things in his hands.

Shiyang Sanren said with a half-smile, "Zhao Shanzhu, you are really interesting. My wife is also as beautiful as the rumors, but there is something I don't understand. Why didn't you let her retreat just now? As soon as you saw me, you let her go." She quits?"

Zhao Yu said: "I have thought about it a lot, and the only one who can make you, Shiyang Sanren, condescend and pretend to come here is my ability to make alchemy. The people of Yunshan are so serious about this matter. If I am not wrong, it should be For something as important as forming an elixir for you. Do you want me to help you refine the elixir that is beneficial to forming an elixir?"

Shiyang Sanren smiled and said: "Zhao Shanzhu, you guessed it right. I came here this time to entrust you to help refine a furnace of gold-forming elixir! After that, I will never treat you badly!"

Zhao Yu shook his head and refused: "Shiyang Sanren, as far as I know, there are many alchemists in the Shiyang Chamber of Commerce. The alchemy skills of the three-legged cat are simply not enough to refine such an important elixir. Please find another one. Be smart!"

It was already difficult for Beihuang to accommodate five golden elixir forces. None of the five major sects wanted a new golden elixir force to be born. Zhao Yu just wanted to practice in peace and did not want to cause trouble.