The Immortal Spiritual Picture

However, if a war breaks out between the human and demon races, it will be difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.

Based on past experience, each war between the two races will last at least three years, and the longest is fourteen years.

The human race has been wanting to start a war for a long time. After so many years of storage, only they themselves know how many spiritual objects are stored in the warehouses of the three old Yuanying forces. m.

But just thinking with your toes, you can know that it must be a very terrifying number.

Day after day, in the Xuantian Tower, Gu Changhuan has finished refining the ghost peach and is preparing to take the Yunyouhan spiritual fruit.

In the other rooms in the courtyard, Chi Jin and the twins are practicing hard.

It is worth mentioning that the three people's fire-feathered eagles have also hatched, but now they are only in the form of eagle chicks, and their feathers have not yet grown fully. Although they can fly, they fell crookedly after flying a few dozen meters. If they want to be driven, they still need to grow for some time;

The fire-feathered eagle followed Gu Wanhao to the Haoran Market. Chi Jin and the other three were busy practicing, so they temporarily entrusted the fire-feathered eagle to the family's spirit beast hall for care.

The spirit beast hall naturally did not dare to neglect it, and raised the three eagle chicks with good food and drink every day, raising them to be shiny and smooth, and their eyes were unusually bright.

The people on Bifeng Mountain were busy hoarding supplies and practicing, and they were busy and safe; however, outside Bifeng Mountain, and even the entire East Wilderness, undercurrents were surging.

The fundamental reason for the undercurrent was naturally the innate treasure that was about to be born.

Recently, a message came from nowhere, saying that the innate treasure would appear somewhere at the intersection of Hengzhou and Qingzhou;

Although this message was groundless, many cultivators believed it to be true and rushed there.

There were also Jindan Zhenren who patrolled back and forth along the border between the two states for four or five times, and even found a lot of low-level spiritual medicines, but did not see a single hair of the legendary treasure.

There are also some people who made a mistake and thought they had found the innate treasure when they found some strange fluorescence, but after a closer look, they found that it was just a beautiful mistake.

Even the Jindan Zhenren who were sent out from the four Yuanying forces to search for the Xiantian treasure were led around like dogs by all kinds of messy news. They cursed in their hearts why the Xiantian treasure was so hard to find, why the fortune teller who saw Tianqi died without telling the time and place, and who spread the news that the Xiantian treasure appeared in a certain place. Don't let them know, otherwise they will definitely not easily forgive the mastermind who fabricated false news and led them around like dogs.

Not only the human race in the East Wilderness was busy with this, but even the demon race went to great lengths to find this Xiantian thing.

Each demon king not only sent his capable subordinates to search in his own territory, but some demon kings even sent their subordinates to investigate in the human race.

There were also some shrewd demon kings who found their own spies in the human race and promised them rich spiritual objects to help them find out the news.

At the border between the human race and the demon race, the frictions of varying sizes became more and more frequent.

On this day, in the Saint Peak of Haoran Sect, Qi Zhi was fishing in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. He sat on the ground carelessly, looking at the bare fish hook, feeling a little worried.

The fish had been well-trained and had learned how to eat the bait without biting the hook. In the past half an hour, eight pieces of bait had been stolen by the fish.

However, he was unwilling to give up, so he hung another piece of bait.

Behind him were the old ancestor Haofeng and a female cultivator.

The female cultivator had her hair in a bun, her face was like an egg, her skin was like cream, her eyes were black and shiny, her eyebrows were long and thin, her black hair was full of beads, and everything was exquisite. She was wearing a gorgeous dress embroidered with Yunshan Jinhe. She sat opposite the old ancestor Haofeng, supporting her face with one hand, looking at the old ancestor Haofeng who was reading a book, as if she could see a flower on his face.

This woman was none other than the Taoist partner of the old ancestor Haofeng, the old ancestor Xuanlin.

Qi Zhi's bait was stolen by the fish again. Just when he was about to turn around and complain to his father and mother, he saw this picture.

He closed his mouth and swallowed back the words he was about to say.

He began to think about why he was here.

Isn't it good for him to practice in his own cave?

Or go to Yingke Peak for a stroll;

Even if he went to find his pitifully quiet and speechless senior brother Feng Yidao, it would be better than staying here!

No, the reason why he came here today was not because his mother asked him to come?

Qi Zhi put down the fishing rod, looked at the water expressionlessly, and thought so in his heart.

Then he looked back at his father and mother and found that they were still in the same state.

Still watching!

What's so good about it!

I've been watching it for hundreds and thousands of years!

Father is indeed a Yuanying cultivator. He is looked at like this by mother every day without blushing or beating his heart.

After a while, Qi Zhi turned his head and finally couldn't help but speak:

"Father, mother, what is the matter that you called me here for?

If there is nothing, I will go back first.

There are still some things that need my attention at Yingke Peak!"

Ancestor Haofeng put down the book in his hand, closed it and tidied it up, obviously cherishing it very much.

Ancestor Xuanlin looked at his actions, smiled quietly, and even narrowed his eyes.

Qi Zhi felt a blockage in his heart.

That book was brought back from Central Continent by his mother, who traveled thousands of miles. His father and mother were originally from Central Continent, and came to the Eastern Wasteland to work hard. After they had established a foundation, it was naturally difficult to return to Central Continent, but his father still had some concerns about some things in Central Continent. I miss you, especially the various jade slips and ancient books in Zhongzhou.

This time my mother went on a trip and brought back enough ancient books to fill three storage bags.

However, every book, no matter what is recorded in it, is particularly cherished by my father, Ai Wu and Wu Xia.

By the way, his mother not only brought three storage bags of books and jade slips to his father, but also brought back a storage bag of various gifts and spiritual objects, all of which his mother bought during her travels. native product;

As for the gift I brought him...

It's an extremely ugly mask.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhi felt a little upset.

But when he thought about it, the gift his mother gave to senior brother Feng Yida was not as good as the ugly mask she gave him, and he felt a little more balanced.

But even so, he wanted to leave here quickly.