Chapter 748: Soul-shaping Pill, Feng Youwei passes away

Qingyun Island Communication Hall.

Li Shiwen stood in front of the communication formation. In front of him was Li Yunfei. The two seemed to be communicating something.

"I understand. I'll leave the golden seal and jade basket with you first. Don't let too many clan members know about it."

Li Yunfei warned solemnly.

"Ancestor Yunfei, how should Fu Changchun deal with it?"

Li Shiwen asked tentatively.

Li Yunfei pondered for a moment and then said: "As the head of the Magnolia Realm, you can figure it out yourself!"

After a pause, he continued: "But let me remind you, you can only make mistakes once and countless times."

After saying these words, Li Yunfei's figure turned into aura and disappeared.

Li Shiwen frowned, and then handed the communication array to Li Yunduo who was standing aside.

"Shiwen, what are you going to do?"

"Fu Changchun made a lot of contributions to the family when he was fighting in the Magnolia Realm, and he also had to consider the feelings of sister Jingxiu..."

Having said this, Li Shiwen sighed slowly: "Destroy his Dantian and let him go to the secular world!"

He had already heard what Li Yunfei was saying. Fu Changchun, who took advantage of the family, was no different from betrayal and would definitely be executed directly.

However, he missed his old relationship and still wanted to save Fu Changchun's life.

"Shiwen, your character is still quite different from that of your elder brother."

Hearing this, Li Yunduo secretly shook his head.

She had heard the legend of Li Shimin. During the battle in the Magnolia Realm, Li Shimin never accepted surrender, even low-level monks would not let him go.

The monks in the Magnolia Realm privately called Li Shimin the God of Killing. Even some senior members of the clan did not dare to act presumptuously in front of Li Shimin.

If Li Shimin were to handle this matter, Fu Changchun would only die.

"I only follow my heart when doing things."

Li Shiwen shook his head.

After hearing this, Li Yunduo stopped worrying about this issue and said instead: "I'm afraid Fu Changchun will not become a mortal willingly."

After working hard to cultivate to the stage of becoming a god, he has wood-attributed heavenly spiritual roots, and is only one step away from ascension. The future is bright, and Fu Changchun will definitely resist.

"Don't worry, Ancestor Yunduo, I have a way to make him surrender."

Li Shiwen said with confidence.

"Okay, if you need help, you can let me know at any time."

Li Changsheng has left the family's treasures in the four interfaces. If Li Shiwen uses them, Fu Changchun won't be able to cause much trouble.

Moreover, Fu Changchun has many descendants. If he resists forcefully, he will only harm his descendants.

At this moment, a transmission note flew in front of Li Yunduo.

"Ancestor Yunduo, in that case, I will take my leave first."

Upon seeing this, Li Shiwen immediately said goodbye.

"I send you!"

Li Yunduo first put away the transmission talisman, and then sent Li Shiwen out of the mysterious sea.

After Li Shiwen left, Li Yunduo took out the transmission talisman.

As a spiritual light flashed in his hand, the transmission note spontaneously ignited, and a heavy voice sounded: "Master, the ancestor Youwei is about to pass away and wants to see you."

When Li Yunduo heard this, his eyes narrowed and he immediately rushed towards Tuyun Island on the clouds.

Tuyun Peak, inside a blue attic. Feng Youwei lay on a jade bed with an air of energy.

At this moment, Feng Youwei's eyes were slightly closed, his face was withered, his hair was white, and he looked like he was about to die.

More than a dozen people stood in front of his bed, each with a sad look on their face, and several of the women even covered their faces and sobbed, looking extremely sad.

"The master of the house is here!"

A voice sounded from outside the door, and Li Yunduo opened the door and walked in.

"Meet the master!"

Everyone bowed and saluted.

"No gifts!"

Li Yunduo waved his hand.

"Ancestor, the master of the family is here!"

A young man in a white robe leaned over to Feng Youwei's ear and murmured softly.

Feng Youwei slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

He glanced around the room, waved his hand and said, "You guys go down first!"

After everyone left, Li Yunduo came to his bed and sat down.

"Youwei, if you have anything to say, I will definitely do it for you."

Li Yunduo promised.

When Feng Youwei attacked the gods, his body failed to transform and suffered backlash. Now his longevity has come to an end.

Li Changsheng secretly took care of Feng Youwei's spirit-transforming creature. Unfortunately, Feng Youwei failed to grasp it and the breakthrough failed.

Spiritual objects that break through the realm only increase the chance of success. Most of it depends on the monks themselves. Not everyone can succeed.

Feng Youwei tremblingly handed a storage ring to Li Yunduo's hand.

"Master, this is the little thing I have left. After I die, please give it to Shao Gong for me."

"Feng Shaogong?"

Li Yunduo was slightly surprised. She had a deep impression on Feng Shaogong.

Although Feng Shaogong was from the Feng family, his mother was a poisonous beast. This incident caused quite a stir within the family at that time.

However, this was an internal private matter of the Feng family. As long as it did not harm the interests of the family, she did not interfere too much. After all, she had to take care of Li Yunyao's face.

Because of Feng Shaogong's mother's identity, he was extremely unpopular in the family.

Especially the people of the Feng clan were extremely exclusive towards him, which made Feng Shaogong introverted since he was a child, and he always stayed alone no matter what he did.

"Youwei, Shao Gong's spiritual roots are lacking. Are you sure you want to pour the resources you have left into him?"

Li Yunduo asked again worriedly.

Feng Shaogong's incomplete Poison Spiritual Root is like a deflated balloon. His cultivation speed is slower than that of Five Spiritual Roots, and it takes no more than ten years to break through the foundation building.

This is why the Li family has a rich background and a complete set of techniques that allow Feng Shaogong to continue practicing.

If Feng Shaogong was born in another family, he might not even be able to enter the path of cultivating immortals, and he might have died long ago.

"I have asked my tribe to refine the spirit-shaping elixir, and it is in the storage ring."

"Spirit Shaping Pill? Did you kill Shao Gong's mother?"

Li Yunduo's pupils shrank.

The Li family has the alchemy classics left by Li Changsheng, including those passed down by Li Changsheng from the upper world.

The Spirit-shaping Pill was deduced by Li Changsheng based on the Heaven-Building Pill of the Dongfang family in Tianyuan Continent. It can help clan members with incomplete spiritual roots to replenish their spiritual roots.

Spirit-shaping pills are divided into many types according to different spiritual root attributes.

But no matter what kind of spiritual roots you want to complete, in addition to the specific medicinal materials needed, the most important thing is a blind medicine guide, which is the bones, flesh, and blood of the child's biological mother.

Li Changsheng judged that people with spiritual root deficiency were caused by congenital deficiencies during the fetal period and were closely related to the biological mother, so he deduced this elixir.

"Shao Gong's mother was seriously injured in the Immortal Burial Ruins and will not die soon. She secretly informed me to bring her body back to Shao Gong."

Feng Youwei shook his head and explained the origin of the medicine.

"Master, just in case, don't let Shao Gong know about the existence of the Spirit Shaping Pill."

Li Yunduo nodded. Feng Shaogong was not qualified to know the recipe for the spirit-shaping pill. If he knew it, he would definitely not take it.

"I will handle this matter, don't worry!"

"In the family, many people have murderous intentions towards Shao Gong. Shao Gong is the first supernatural root in my Feng family. I hope that for the sake of grandma, the head of the family can allow him to grow up safely. Please!"

After Feng Youwei finished speaking, his eyes were closed tightly and he was completely out of breath.

"Why!"

Li Yunduo sighed, turned and left.

Seven days later, Li Yunduo personally organized the funeral for Feng Youwei.