As Yu Ran's body quickly fell downward from the sky, Fang Qingyuan's eyes also retracted from the direction of the white mountain in the distance.
No matter what is happening on Baishan Mountain now, the current problem is the most important.
I saw the white tiger swooping down quickly, grabbing Yu Ran's body in its mouth, and then came to Fang Qingyuan's side with its head and tail wagging.
Dissipate the Xuanwu astrology that was summoned with a huge amount of vitality. Every breath of this astrology is a huge loss of vitality in the Immortal Mansion.
Fang Qingyuan looked at Yu Ran's corpse in front of him and fell into deep thought.
After being hit by a God-killing thorn that had been charged for a long time, Yu Ran would not have died due to his cultivation level. It was just that he was immersed in the inexplicable sadness at that time and was not prepared at all. , so he was killed in one blow.
Now Yu Ran’s brain palace has turned into a ball of paste, and his brain was instantly shattered to pieces by the God-killing Thorn. Even the Nascent Soul cultivator cannot sustain this kind of injury and can only escape. After Yuan Ying ran away, Yu Ran would naturally die.
Looking at the white-haired old man who jumped out to block the road and rob him, Fang Qingyuan sighed softly, why bother with such a foreign object.
Now that hundreds of years of practice have been ruined, and I have to inherit the cause and effect of the Yu family.
But things have happened, Fang Qingyuan no longer laments, the Yu family can send more people if they can.
The Yuanying monk has also seen it, and it’s not like he didn’t do anything to himself.
What is the purpose of one hundred and fifty years of hard practice? Isn’t it just for having the confidence to say no at times like this?
Fang Qingyuan reached out to take Yu Ran’s storage bag and used After scanning it with his spiritual thoughts, he found that it was still a high-end product that was fifty square meters in size.
So Fang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, feeling a little happy.
Storage bags measuring fifty square meters have always been expensive and hard to buy even if there are spiritual stones. Fang Qingyuan has long wanted to own one.
And in such a large storage bag, it is estimated that Yu Ran, a late Jindan monk, has accumulated a lot of wealth over the past few hundred years. Presumably, Yu Ran must have never thought of it before. Against a monk who was in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, his boat capsized in the ditch and he was buried here.
There is a soul restriction left by Yu Ran on the storage bag, but it doesn’t matter, it will be worn out after slowly spending more than ten days. When it comes to soul, Fang Qingyuan is not inferior to Yu Ran, a veteran golden elixir.
After putting away the storage bag, Fang Qingyuan focused on Yu Ran's body. Generally speaking, the corpse of the Golden Core cultivator was also a relatively valuable cultivation resource.
Of course, this is for monks who practice the corpse path, and Fang Qingyuan practices the upright beast control technique. Naturally, it is impossible to keep this corpse and make a fuss.
Once something starts, you will fall into it. Once you have experienced the corpse path and the demon path, which are harmful to others and benefit yourself, it will be difficult to practice the skills quickly and diligently, and then let them practice step by step. .
But Fang Qingyuan won’t know how to remove Yu Ran’s body.Burning it in vain, just to deal with him, he had consumed a lot of vitality in his Immortal Mansion. Burying him in the Immortal Mansion and dissolving him in the world instead of burning him with a raging fire was also a way to give him the dignity he deserved. .
After all, not every monk is willing to lay the enemy's corpse to rest.
So Fang Qingyuan took Yu Ran into the Immortal Mansion from this high altitude, then commanded the gibbon monkey to take off all the robes and various magical weapons on his body, and finally picked out He found a blessed land with beautiful mountains and clear waters and buried it in it.
This is exactly what comes naked and leaves naked.
As soon as Yu Ran’s body was buried in the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan felt that the vitality of the Immortal Mansion was recovering rapidly.
When Fang Qingyuan had just formed the elixir, the concentration of vitality in the Immortal Mansion was the highest at that time, but then he had a confrontation with the bow-wielding Yuanying, and today he spent some more to kill Yu Ran. , which caused the vitality in the Immortal Mansion to drop significantly.
According to Fang Qingyuan’s own calculations, if the immortal energy was 100% when the elixir was first formed, then nearly 20% was consumed in the battle with the bow-wielding Yuanying. The Nascent Soul level Xuanwu Dharma form and the God-killing thorn that had been charged for a long time together consumed 15% of the energy.
A total of 35% of the vitality is consumed, which is a serious damage to the vitality in the popular sense. In the Immortal Mansion, some spiritual plant seedlings are malnourished visible to the naked eye. They have turned from the tender green before to withered yellow. .
But now that Yu Ran’s body is buried, the vitality in the Immortal Mansion is rapidly rising. At this rate, in ten days, the total amount of vitality in the Immortal Mansion should be able to return to 80% of its previous value. Multiple levels.
This is already remarkable, because according to Fang Qingyuan's expectation, if the vitality is released by slowly planting spiritual plants, it will take five years to recover 10% of the vitality in the immortal mansion.
By burying the corpses of high-level monks, this process can be greatly shortened. Regarding this, Fang Qingyuan's thinking began to diverge. If there are enough corpses buried in the Immortal Mansion in the future, wouldn't he? You can feed war with war, and the more you fight, the stronger you will become
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan chuckled, there are so many enemies to kill, and he has not lived enough of his stable life.
Yu Ran’s natal magic weapon is a sun disc that has been refined to the tenth level. It looks like a Bagua roulette. It should have various wonderful functions inside, but Fang Qingyuan doesn’t understand. Gossip, and there isn’t much research on it.
There is a high probability that this magic weapon will flow into the black market for money, but it is not possible now. It will have to wait for seven or eight years. Let's avoid the current turmoil first.
Fang Qingyuan also had some suspicions about the sad mood that came from Baishan. The source of this kind of situation that can cause Jindan monks to involuntarily fall into sadness and unable to control themselves must be at the level of gods. The characters, but what does this scene represent?
After these two things happened one after another, Fang Qingyuan returned to his homeQingyuan Sect's thoughts have also faded away. The matter of Lingtian can be put aside for now. The most urgent task is to find out what happened on Baishan Mountain.
This is a big deal. First of all, we must know what happened on Baishan Mountain, what happened and who happened.
This kind of information is what the leaders of every force desperately want. You know, this will give you a better grasp of the next development of the situation.
Especially for a leader like Lechuan, who has tens of thousands of people under his command, he needs to control the general situation to prevent the army from going astray.
So Fang Qingyuan turned around and returned to the military formation and asked Lechuan directly.
Lechuan's body sank into the large armchair. In front of Fang Qingyuan, when they were alone, he also took off his guard and showed his truest side.
I thought that after sending Chu Hongshang away, the trouble would be far away, but I didn’t expect that just after Chu Hongshang left, such a change happened on Baishan Mountain. In just over a month, this sudden incident happened. Two things made Lechuan wonder whether he was having a bad year recently.
"According to the information I received, at the foot of the mountain are the small Buddhist sects around Baishan Mountain. Since the vision of Baishan Mountain spread, they have been conducting salvation rituals one after another.
And In fact, they themselves don’t know why they do this ritual. When they asked a hundred monks, a hundred monks replied that it was a rule passed down from generation to generation. They just performed the ritual when they saw the white smoke. They didn’t know the cause and effect.
< p>In addition, the ten Nascent Soul sects in Baishan territory closed their doors at the same time. Not only did they recall their outgoing disciples, but they also temporarily banned shuttle beast ships and even loose cultivators from crossing the territory. All news was suddenly cut off. In other words, our logistics was ruined. "Lechuan said this with some self-deprecation. Tens of thousands of people eating, drinking, and carrying animals, as well as more monster beasts, consumed a huge amount of supplies every day. Originally, these Lechuan has signed agreements with various major sects in Baishan.
You send food and I will replenish the talisman, you repair the magic weapon, and I will accompany the army as a geisha. Ahem, the last one was proposed by He Huanzong. His family has two Nascent Souls, and Lechuan doesn’t want it. Offended, he agreed.
The Beast Control Sect is neither Confucian nor Taoist. It is very acceptable to this kind of geisha accompanying the army, and it can even improve morale.
Anyway, once the Baishan Beast Control Sect is launched, each of the ten Nascent Soul Sects will have their own share of the profits. Let’s make money together. It is precisely because of these sects as logistical support that the Baishan Beast Control Sect He just launched it so bravely, otherwise he would not be able to fight this war if he only relied on himself for another ten years or so.
There is no problem with this model. Even if one or two suddenly rebel, it will not affect the overall situation. After all, the relationship between the ten Nascent Soul Sects is not good. If you withdraw, I'm happier.
But like this, the ten sects have all shrunk and no longer have all kinds of help. Suddenly, the Baishan Beast Control Sect is like a beast without food. Although it is still vigorous and vigorous at the moment, it can be As time goes by, I will become weak from hunger sooner or later.
Listening to Lechuan’s words, Fang Qingyuan was helpless., something that has not happened once in hundreds of years can actually happen to Lechuan.
Yes, this kind of situation is rare for hundreds of years. According to the records in the Beast Control Sect, the white smoke emitted from the Baishan Mountain is used to announce funerals. As for the strange emotional fluctuations, it is called Thousands of miles away share the same sorrow. This kind of vision of heaven and earth will only appear when a spiritual monk who has practiced a certain way of mind and nature dies. The wider the impact, the higher the achievements in this person's life.
This is the fall of the gods. When one person dies, millions of people will feel sad.
Since Lechuan started practicing, in the past few hundred years, apart from the death of those ancient beasts at the level of gods, this was the first time in human civilization that he had witnessed the death of monks who transformed into gods.
The lifespan of a monk who transforms into gods is extremely long. In a sense, it is the real immortality in the eyes of mortals.
After all, the lifespan is at least five thousand years. For those mortals who are less than a hundred years old, the weight of life is unimaginable.
Every god-forming monk is a living history and a walking picture of civilization. As long as he survives three disasters and three calamities, he can theoretically live with this world.
Of course, the will of the laws of heaven and earth will not allow it, so every three thousand six hundred years, a calamity will befall the monks who transform into gods, but as long as they can survive it, it will be another three thousand six hundred years. Have a great year.
Therefore, if it were not for a man-made disaster, even the Yuanying monk would rarely see the death of the cultivator.
To a certain extent, Lechuan and Fang Qingyuan have experienced this experience personally and witnessed history. Compared with those ordinary golden elixir monks from birth to death, this kind of experience is also It's rare.
But Lechuan didn’t appreciate it.
"In addition to the closed doors of the major sects in Baishan, the surrounding Qiyun family forces have also restricted their disciples and prohibited them from coming to Baishan. The monks from all walks of life in Baishan have also returned. It’s so ridiculous to get tickets for those beast ships now.”
Lechuan said ridiculous words, but his expression was still cold.
Fang Qingyuan was thinking on the sidelines. After a moment, he found that he had no specific impression of the real owner of the land above Baishan Mountain.
Just like this time, the Lord of the White Mountain suddenly fell, and as a sect leader who has been hanging around in the White Mountain realm for decades, I still don’t know what the name of this fallen monk is, and what title he has.
In this regard, Fang Qingyuan asked Lechuan, and Lechuan was also at a loss. He had never thought about these issues before.
Now in this situation, the two of them also discovered a problem. The situation in Baishan is unique in this world. The highest combat power in this land is only the golden elixir, and the Nascent Soul monks are all bound to the mountain. If you don't let them come down, now everyone can't even figure out how many Nascent Soul monks there are on the mountain.
This kind of problem that I have never thought about on weekdays, suddenly thinking about it, is like an elephant in the room. An elephant appears in the room. It is a very strange thing, but for a long time, becauseFor some special reason, everyone turned a blind eye to such an obvious thing.
For this special reason, Fang Qingyuan and Lechuan looked at each other, as if they had thought of something.
“This should be the magical power of the fallen Lord of the White Mountain. He didn’t want people to know about him or mention him, so no one in the White Mountain realm could afford to explore it. It was not until his death that the magical power covering the entire Baishan Mountain was broken." When Fang Qingyuan said these words, he was shocked. The magical power that covered the entire Baishan Mountain was really great. He couldn't imagine how it was done.
Is this the power of the Transformation God?
No wonder there are words in this world, but if you don’t enter the Transformation God, it will be in vain.
After sighing with Lechuan for a while, Fang Qingyuan asked him his next plan.
"What other plans can there be? The logistics are insufficient. We will continue to push forward. It is just a pretense so that we can explain to Zongshan. Patriarch Yue'e has not issued the decree for a long time. I guess this old lion is worried about it. We are also very afraid, so don’t count on her.
In the end, everything still has to depend on us. In addition, Uncle Qin Yuanduo has to leave, and Mo Yunhui was seriously injured by him. Her mission is completed. And this time Yuan Duo seems to have been a little stimulated, saying that she wants to go back to retreat.
If you are interested, you can go and see her. At least you have the experience of fighting side by side this time, which will be useful to you too. Great benefits, relationships and connections, don’t come from this place.”
Listening to Lechuan’s ramble, Fang Qingyuan thought again and again, but still did not tell Yu Ran’s story. Chuan has enough worries. This is his own cause and effect, and there is no need to involve Baishan's beast-controlling sect.
As for Yuan Duo, Fang Qingyuan felt that there was no need to meet him. Their identities were too different. After this interaction, they would not see each other again for who knows how many years in the future, so why worry about it.
Lechuan saw Fang Qingyuan’s expression and knew what Fang Qingyuan was thinking, so he just said with a smile
“Young man.”
Half Months later, on the fifth day after Yuan Duo left, a decree was finally issued from the Baishan Mountain, requiring all sect monks in the Baishan territory to wear mourning clothes and to mourn the ancestor of the Transformation God for three years.
The ten Yuanying sects responded immediately, and the Jindan family forces naturally had no objections. They quickly changed into mourning clothes and canceled the banquet and music.
As for the position of the Baishan Beast Control Sect, this seems subtle. Although the Baishan Beast Control Sect is in Baishan, it still belongs to the Beast Control Master Mountain Enclave in name. Should this person wear mourning clothes to commemorate the death? The ancestor of the gods is in mourning, so that’s a bit of a saying.
This question was placed in front of Lechuan, and Lechuan's attitude was very straightforward. Why not change? Since we are living on someone else's territory, let's not talk about the integrity of the Beast Control Sect.
Lechuan has always focused on practical benefits. He does not take this face issue seriously. Changing into mourning clothes is to give face to the ten Nascent Soul Sects. On the contrary, it is a slap in the face..
And through this incident, although those Yuanying sects will not be expected to regard the Baishan Beast Control Sect as Baishan's own family in the future, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.
As for the jokes made by other enclave sect masters in the Beast Control Sect, who cares.
During mourning, it is not advisable to use weapons. Although small-scale fighting is fine, large-scale use of troops is a no-brainer.
So the other sect leaders who came to help also led some of their own disciples to retreat and wait to come back in three years.
At this point, Fang Qingyuan finally had time to plan the spiritual field in the Immortal Mansion. Moreover, Ji Yuliang was distracted by Chu Hongshang's matter, and Ji Yuanjian was also ordered around. Naturally, there was no The mental energy comes to trouble oneself.
In addition, according to the news, Huo Hu seems to have appeared in the wild depths of southern Xinjiang again. This time, Ji Yuanjian can no longer keep his eyes on him.
The only thing Lechuan regretted was that Fang Qingyuan's elixir formation ceremony still could not be held, which made him feel very unhappy.
But Fang Qingyuan said it was okay. He was not very interested in things like the Dan Dan Ceremony.
At present, how to plant the land well was what he was thinking about, so in the next three years, Fang Qingyuan devoted himself to studying the spirit field puppet.
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