Sun's journey to immortality

Water ghosts, like monks, cannot appear for no reason. Their rank and strength cannot be improved by relying solely on mortal flesh and blood.

After Sun Senqiang left, he entered the Lingyu River and quickly sank to the bottom of the water under the protection of a layer of aqua blue light.

"The effect of the clam beads is quite good." It is obvious that Sun Mingsheng is satisfied with the effect of the clam beads.

Clam beads come from first-level low-grade sea oysters, river oysters and other demonic beasts, and are bred in their bodies. However, apart from assisting monks to walk in the water, they have no other function.

He also bought it with a low-grade spirit stone in the market and kept it in his storage bag for a long time as a reserve emergency measure.

The Lingyu River surrounds the entire Lingyu Town, and the water depth at the core is more than twenty feet. Without the assistance of clam beads, a fire attribute monk would not be able to dive so deeply.

Sun Mingsheng went all the way down from where he was fighting the water ghost. Except for some large and small fish and turtles, the entire Lingyu River was no different from other rivers.

Just like most areas in the secular world, there is no abnormality at all. Scanning with spiritual consciousness has never found anything.

If there had not been a water ghost here that was in the early and middle stages of Qi training, he would not have continued to waste time and energy searching.

He dived all the way to the bottom of the water and stepped on the river bed with his feet. Under the protection of the clam beads, Sun Mingsheng ignored the mud and dirt on the ground and bent down to explore the mud with his hands.

In fact, this is also a relatively simple exploration method. When the hands are in close contact with the mud, a layer of slightly red mana is applied to the palms, turning into inch-long needles to explore the depths of the mud. .

If something is discovered during this process, the magic power will definitely be fed back. As long as there are some special places hidden in the Lingyu River, something will definitely be discovered.

"The immortal master has killed the water ghost? But you saw it with your own eyes?" In Lingyu Town, the patriarch Sun Senwei was asking tirelessly.

"I saw this with my own eyes. After a fight, the immortal sword directly chopped off the water ghost's head. Then the immortal master summoned heavenly fire and burned it to ashes." Sun Linqiang said enthusiastically, as if he was speaking in person Participated in the entire process of fighting the water ghost.

"Do you have any advice from the Immortal Master?" After Sun Senwei felt relieved, his focus had shifted.

"I just ask that the output of the Qingyu Ling Mine must be restored." Sun Linqiang did not dare to forget this point.

"Now that the water ghost has been killed, immediately organize the clansmen to resume mining of the sapphire spirit mine." Sun Senwei knew that the immortal master had great magical powers, so naturally he did not dare to delay in the slightest.

The mortals in the entire Lingyu Town soon headed towards their respective mines in groups under the organization of their respective foremen.

After learning that the water ghost had been killed, the expressions on these people's faces relaxed. As for mining the sapphire spirit mine, it was just their daily life task.

"It really is here." Deep under the water, in a piece of mud, Sun Mingsheng had a satisfied smile on his face. He looked at a sinking creek at his feet and three plants that were only as thick as a finger and had three or five leaves that flowed with the water. Floating green grass.

The small river ditch is surrounded by bluestones, and the middle part is only as wide as a palm. If you didn't search a little bit, you wouldn't have found it.

"It turned out to be a small shady land, with three 10-year-old first-grade Yin Ling grass, and the harvest was full." Sun Mingsheng's eyes lit up, like a hungry wolf seeing delicious food.

The first-level low-grade Yin Spirit Grass has a wide range of uses. It is an auxiliary elixir required by many first-level and middle-low-grade elixirs. It can also be sold to some monks in the Qi Refining Period who specialize in Yin attribute methods. Three plants can be exchanged for four spiritual stones. .

The underworld is of no use to him personally, but it can be reported to the family, and after Ling Zhifu's professional evaluation, certain rewards will be given.

Ling Zhifu is a special talent in the family who is responsible for cultivating some high-grade spiritual fields. He is especially indispensable for small and medium-sized families like the Sun family.

This piece of Yin land is not large in area, but it has the advantage of being secretly located and within the control of the Sun family. It only needs to set up a small formation to specifically plant some first-level and low-grade Yin attribute elixirs.

The entire Pingyang County and even the large and small spiritual lands of the Song Dynasty have been divided up. Even if they occasionally appear, the Sun family is not qualified to fight for them.

Therefore, the only option for these small and medium-sized families is to extensively tap the potential within the existing territory. According to the family regulations, this small piece of underworld can be exchanged for him at least ten spiritual stones or spiritual objects of equal value.

After carefully picking the Yin Lingcao and putting it into a specially made jade box, and using three Yin Expelling Talismans to arrange a simple Yin Expelling Formation, Sun Mingsheng returned to Lingyu Town.

"Mingsheng, have you killed the water ghost? Are you injured?" As soon as Fang returned to the mist formation at the core of the sapphire vein, Sun Xunli's anxious voice could be heard.

"It's just a first-level low-grade ghost soldier. He has been killed. Don't worry, Third Uncle." Sun Mingsheng felt a warmth in his heart. Sun Xunli ranked third in the Xunzi generation.

Various ghosts are divided into ghost soldiers, ghost soldiers, ghost generals, ghost kings, etc. according to their different cultivation levels. Ghost soldiers are just monks equivalent to the Qi refining period.

Sun Xunli's retreat this time was originally to break the bottleneck and advance to the ninth level of Qi training, but now he is still at the eighth level of Qi training, and it was specially for him to come out of seclusion.

Only families based on blood can have this special feeling. No other sect or casual cultivator has this kind of feeling.

"You must not be so reckless when encountering such a situation in the future. If you encounter a first-level mid-level or even high-level ghost soldier this time, I'm afraid there will be no chance to escape," Sun Xunli scolded on the side.

"The lesson taught by the third uncle is that my nephew will definitely keep it in mind in the future. This time I was lucky enough to find a piece of shady land at the bottom of the Lingyu River. Please tell the third uncle to report it to the family." As soon as Sun Mingsheng started talking, he began to introduce the most valuable trophies found in the trip. .

"Yindi? Do you know its level? How big is its area?" Sun Xunli's attention was quickly diverted successfully.

For a family, various spiritual lands with different attributes (yin land is also a type of spiritual land) are the foundation for development and growth.

"It should be a first-class low-grade Yindi, only an inch wide and a foot long." Sun Mingsheng introduced it clearly, not worrying at all about the reward his clan uncle Meixia deserved.

"You are also lucky, I will inform the family to send Ling Zhifu to confirm," Sun Xunli said with a smile.

He is already at the eighth level of Qi training and is considered a core member of the Sun family. As long as he reaches the ninth level of Qi training before the age of sixty, he will have the opportunity to advance to the foundation building stage.

Naturally, he would not take the rewards brought by a small piece of first-level low-grade Yinland to his heart. What he valued more was the orderly inheritance of his family.

The uncle and nephew each talked for a while and then returned to their respective rooms to adjust their breaths. Cultivation was like sailing against the current or retreating if they did not advance. No monk dared to slack off.

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