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When the carriage arrived at the Ye family mansion, Fang Xiu got off the carriage holding Ye Jin'er and flew to the gate.

"Who is it?!"

The guard at the gate saw him rushing in directly, so he stepped forward to stop him, but before he could touch his body, he was blocked by an invisible air wall and could not move forward.

The two immediately realized that the person who came was a top master, and they did not dare to attack again, but just followed Fang Xiu into the house.

The movement at the door attracted the attention of the martial arts master who guarded the Ye family, and was about to step forward to ask.

"Don't stop Mr. Fang!"

Xiaolu ran in breathlessly and led Fang Xiu all the way to the wing room in the backyard.

Fang Xiu sent Ye Jin'er back to the room and tucked in the quilt.

More warriors rushed to the backyard.

Outsiders broke into the backyard regardless, and they could not ignore it.

At this time, an old man wearing a clerk's uniform, a melon-shaped hat, and a big belly walked through the crowd and came to the outside of the room.

Just as he was about to enter the door, he felt a strong breath locking him.

"You are Ye Qin, the head of the Ye family?" Fang Xiu came out.

Ye Qin's body suddenly shook when he heard this voice, "You are..."

"How dare you..."

Seeing Fang Xiu, a young man, so arrogant, the second master of the Ye family scolded him.

Bang!

Ye Qin turned around and slapped the second master of the Ye family to the ground. His strength was so great that he rolled on the ground for several rounds, his teeth fell out, his cheeks swelled up, and he fainted on the spot.

"Dad?!"

The other members of the Ye family were stunned.

"Get out of here!" Ye Qin shouted angrily. Seeing that he was really angry, the people following him were silent. Several martial artists carried the second master of the Ye family and left in disgrace.

When only Ye Qin was left in the yard, he smiled and bowed to Fang Xiu, saying, "Junior Ye Qin, meet the senior."

"It's hard for you to still remember me." Fang Xiu nodded and pointed at Ye Jin'er lying on the couch.

"Jin'er is injured and unconscious now. The innate essence I left in her body is enough to keep her safe for more than half a month. I'm going on a long trip now and will definitely be back within half a month. If before I come back..."

"Don't worry, senior! I promise that not even a bird can fly into this yard in the next half a month!" Ye Qin said hurriedly.

"Very good." Seeing that he was so sensible, Fang Xiu withdrew the aura that enveloped him.

"Xiao Lu, take good care of your young lady, I'll be back soon."

Fang Xiu reminded Xiao Lu in the room.

"By the way, send someone to the Divine Weapon Shop to find Xiao Jue and let her take care of Jin'er with you. Tell him that I already know where Xiao Yu is and I will bring him back this time."

"Yes!" Xiao Lu replied.

Swish!

As soon as Fang Xiu finished speaking, the whole person turned into a residual image and disappeared in the yard.

Ye Qin was horrified, and immediately ordered the clansmen that no one could approach the yard without Xiaolu's permission. Those who violated the family rules would be severely punished.

......

On the other side.

Fang Xiu left Ye's house and went out from the south gate of the city.

Through the memory of the Qinglian Saint Envoy, he had figured out the location of the Changsheng Sect's lair.

The Changsheng Sect has a secret elixir called the "Three-Turn Heart Protecting Pill", which has a strong healing effect. Generally, only when the Saint Envoy is impacting the Grandmaster Realm can he get one.

This pill can be used with the Changsheng Jue. Fang Xiu is going to get the Three-Turn Heart Protecting Pill for Ye Jin'er to take to strengthen the effect of Changsheng Zhenyuan.

In addition, Bai Yu was taken away by the Changsheng Sect in the past two years of disappearance.

Now he has been accepted as a closed disciple by the Songlin Saint Envoy.

"Xiantian... is really different."

Fang Xiu rushed towards Jiulian County. He mentioned Xiantian Zhenyuan along the way, and felt that his body was like a breeze floating on the road.

Moreover, his five senses were greatly enhanced. He could even see the texture of leaves on the branches of the big tree next to him while moving at high speed, and hear the sound of insects chewing grass in the bushes.

No wonder they say that everyone below the innate is an ant. This is a qualitative leap.

"The Grandmaster realm should be equivalent to the initial stage of Qi Refining among immortal cultivators..."

Fang Xiu pondered in his heart.

The innate true essence is a mixture of true qi and the free spiritual energy in the space. The quality should not be as good as the magic power of immortal cultivators.

Especially after he broke through the Grandmaster realm, he found that the spiritual energy in the space was very thin and difficult to absorb.

In this way, the Grandmaster realm of three hundred years of skill is just the entry level of immortal cultivators.

Fang Xiu was thoughtful.

Eight hundred years of skill is the Grandmaster, and there is no record of it above.

Others have no way, but it does not mean that he has no way.

Others may accumulate skill slowly, but he has the Hunyuan Yiqi Jue and the improved Changsheng Jue, which can directly absorb skill.

"Even the transformation of Changsheng Zhenqi into Hunyuan Zhenqi has losses, so the loss of Xiantian Zhenyuan into mana is estimated to be even greater. In this case..."

"Then don't transform it!"

Fang Xiu thought of a path that belongs to him alone.

What is the purpose of cultivating immortals?

It is longevity!

The theoretical maximum lifespan of the Qi Refining Stage is two Jiazi.

The foundation building stage is four Jiazi.

The Dan Jie stage is eight Jiazi.

The Yuanying stage is sixteen to twenty Jiazi.

Different skills may extend life or shorten life.

In addition, there are some longevity pills and spiritual objects of heaven and earth, but these things are relatively rare.

Fang Xiu's spiritual roots are very poor, but his martial arts roots are not bad at present.

He has the fate of [natural longevity], which means an extra hundred years of life.

In addition to the newly acquired [Jia Zi Huichun] talent, he can return to the peak of Qi and blood.

His current life span is close to that of a second-level foundation-building cultivator.

It seems unnecessary to convert the innate true essence into mana, wasting power.

If the quality is insufficient, the quantity can make up for it.

Especially now there is a way to make up the number.

Three hundred years of innate true essence is not as good as mana?

Then one thousand years of power! Three thousand years! Ten thousand years!!

As long as the power is deep enough, it is entirely possible to use martial arts to escort the immortal way and get through the weak period.

"The secular world is so dangerous, let alone the world of cultivation."

Fang Xiu has never had any beautiful fantasies about the world of cultivation.

Where there are people, there are struggles.

The resource struggle in the world of cultivation will definitely be more intense.

[Name: Fang Xiu]

[Lifespan: 23/70]

[Spiritual Roots: Gold 4, Wood 7, Water 5, Fire 4, Earth 6]

[Skills: Hunyuan Yiqi Jue, Changsheng Jue·Breaking Limits (10%) (343 years of skill)]

[Skills: Spiritual Root Enlightenment Technique·Introduction (50%)]

Fang Xiu calmed down and checked his attributes after entering the Xiantian Realm.

His lifespan increased by 20 years in one go. With the improvement of skill, he should be able to recover a little more.

Changsheng Jue progress increased.

He actually got into the introduction of Spiritual Root Enlightenment Technique.

He remembered that Spiritual Root Enlightenment Technique required external skill Xiantian to take effect, but he didn't expect it to take effect now.

The wood spiritual root value increased by 3 points, and the four spiritual roots of gold, water, fire and earth increased by 1 point each.

......

Jiulian County.

Inner city.

The back hall of the county government.

The county government is now controlled by the Changsheng Cult.

The one sitting here is the Vajra Saint Envoy, one of the four great saints of Changsheng Sect, known as the Eight-armed Divine Fist Mang Vajra.

This person mainly practices external skills, and has practiced his horizontal training skills to the extreme, and is only half a step away from entering the realm of blood exchange master.

However, the current skills of Changsheng Sect are mainly based on the Changsheng Jue, which is to practice the innate internally.

If the external skills want to break through the innate, you have to rely on your own exploration and understanding.

At this time, the Vajra Saint Envoy was sitting in the study. Although this person practiced external skills, he looked handsome, just a little stronger than ordinary people, not explosive muscles all over his body.

If it weren't for his slightly dark skin, rough palms, and thick knuckles, he would look like a middle-aged teacher.

"Squeak!"

The door of the study was pushed open. Only the saints can enter the back hall without notification.

The Vajra Saint heard the voice without even looking up, "Songlin, how come you have time to come to me?"

"I'm not Songlin."

The strange voice sounded, and the Vajra Saint's body tensed instantly. He looked up and saw a young man walking to the table.

Hiss...

The Vajra Saint took a deep breath, and a large amount of air condensed into white lines, which were sucked into his mouth and nose.

Crack!

The muscles all over his body swelled rapidly, and his originally loose clothes were stretched tight and torn. His arms were congested and swelled twice, and his skin turned black and red.

A large amount of strength extended from his arms, and the desk exploded. The books on the desk seemed to be cut by a sharp blade and turned into debris all over the sky.

Bang! !

The casserole-sized fist hit Fang Xiu's face, but was blocked by a powerful air wall, and an amazing roar was heard.

"Eternal Qi?!" The Vajra Saint couldn't believe it. He didn't believe in evil and hit the air wall with his fists like a wheel.

Bang bang bang! ! !

"Interesting..." Fang Xiu saw that the air wall in front of him was actually cracked, and he couldn't help but sigh at the horizontal training skills of the Vajra Saint.

Bang! !

Bang!

Bang...

After the last few punches, the Vajra Saint's fists were swollen, and the fists that could resist the sword and the sword were full of scars, and the flesh and blood rolled up, revealing the finger bones inside.

"Xiantian?!" The Vajra Saint's hands were in great pain and trembling.

"Now it's my turn..."

Fang Xiu spread his hands, and a blood bead the size of a rice grain oozed out of the skin and slowly solidified.

Puff! !

The strength on the surface of the Vajra Saint's body was like paper, and was shattered by Fang Xiu's palm, and the wheel blood talisman sank into his body.

"Huh! Huh!!" The Vajra Saint fell to the ground, his whole body twitching, his face distorted, and his mouth opened wide but no sound came out.

When Fang Xiu stopped urging the wheel blood talisman, the Vajra Saint was soaked all over and lay on the ground like a dead dog.

"I have killed the Holy Envoy Qinglian. The Changsheng Sect now..."

"Your subordinate...pays respect to the leader!"

Before Fang Xiu finished speaking, the Holy Envoy Vajra bowed his head.

"Very good. A man who knows the times is a hero." Fang Xiu smiled faintly.

Then, he asked the Holy Envoy Vajra to write a letter to trick the Holy Envoy Songlin to come.

He used the same method to subdue the Holy Envoy Songlin.