Chapter 62 Or Beyond the Yuan

Two days later, Liu Yu looked at the bottle of Bi Ling Dan in his hand with a smile on his face.

In the past two days, in addition to practicing, he was refining elixirs, refining five furnaces of Bi Ling Dan every day. Today, he finally successfully refined one furnace, and one out of ten furnaces was successful, with a success rate of almost 10%.

Xiaomei Mountain, Fengjia.

At this time, Feng Guangyou had returned to his family and found the patriarch Feng Tianwei who was offering incense to his ancestors in the ancestral hall. He bowed down respectfully and said:

"For the information of the clan leader, Guangyou has already met the Yuanyang Sect's garrison when he went to Hanyue City. He accepted the benefits of our family without raising any suspicion."

Feng Guangyou respected the clan leader very much. The Feng family of Xiaomei Mountain was originally the lowest among the three families in this area. It was under the leadership of the clan leader that they worked hard to manage their family, and they got to where they are today step by step, and their strength is slightly superior to the other two families.

The body of an immortal cultivator is washed by spiritual energy and ages slowly. Feng Tianwei looks like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, but his actual age is close to sixty.

He stood in front of the memorial tablets of his ancestors and meditated, with his back to Feng Guangyou. After a while, he said leisurely:

"Guang You, you did a great job, but it's a pity that your spiritual root qualifications are so poor that there is little hope of building a foundation. If Guang Lin can be half as experienced as you, I can trust him in the future!"

Feng Guangyou grew up in the family and still has a deep emotional connection with the family. Hearing this, he said sincerely:

"Guang Lin is still young now. With his qualifications of dual spiritual roots, he has to be taught well by his family. He will definitely mature."

"The chance of foundation building in the future is not small. If successful, our Feng family will become a foundation building family!"

Hearing this, Feng Tianwei recalled Feng Guanglin's innocent eyes and character, and sighed slightly:

"I hope so!"

He then collected his emotions and said seriously:

"How is the transfer of the direct lineage members without spiritual roots?"

Now that they are ready to rebel from Qingzhou, the Feng family must make preparations early. Feng Tianwei has arranged for a group of direct clan members who have produced immortal cultivators in recent generations to move to Jingzhou. Such mortals who have produced immortal cultivators in recent generations have once again The probability of having children with spiritual roots is also relatively high.

The Hehuan Sect promised that as long as the Feng Family cooperated with their infiltrated disciples to destroy enough resource points of the Yuanyang Sect and made great achievements, they would reward the Feng Family with a spiritual mountain with a low-grade spiritual vein for the Feng Family to thrive.

You must know that Xiaomei Mountain is just a incomplete spiritual vein, which has already made countless casual cultivators envious. If they can practice on the real spiritual vein, the family will definitely be able to develop and grow. This is one of the reasons why the Feng family made this choice. one.

In fact, if the Yuanyang Sect hadn't gone too far in bullying others, the Feng family would not have been willing to take the risk. After all, no matter whether it was successful or not, thousands of ordinary clan members would have no choice but to give up.

Eighteen years ago, the Feng family originally discovered the cold iron veins. When the Feng family wasted a lot of manpower and material resources to prepare for mining, the Yuanyang Sect got the news from nowhere and sent a foundation-building monk to come to the Feng family to "visit" , the mine was taken away with a single word, and it was only a symbolic compensation of hundreds of spiritual stones.

The Feng family has always been worried about this matter. If the cold iron veins are not taken away, Feng Tianwei will have a glimmer of hope to build the foundation by relying on the extracted resources, and the family will have more resources to cultivate the next generation. .

"Obstructing someone's path is like killing one's parents. This hatred is irreconcilable."

Feng Guangyou's eyes flashed with hatred, and he whispered:

"Arrangements have been made, and the five hundred direct clan members have dispersed into Jingzhou."

Feng Tianwei turned around, put his hands behind his back, nodded and said:

"This matter cannot be rushed. If you don't pay attention to it, the family may be in catastrophe. You must be sure to take the lead."

"Okay, you go down and make arrangements first!"

After Feng Tianwei finished speaking, he waved his hand for Feng Guangyou to step back, and then looked at the ancestral tablet again.

"I don't know if this move is right or wrong?"

Hanyue City, a large house in the south of the city, with a two-story attic and a practice room.

Liu Yu was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with a green halo on his face, and he was running the "Wood Spirit Art" to slowly refine the power of the Bi Ling Dan.

Wisps of medicinal power turned into pure spiritual energy, which were refined and absorbed, turning into strands of mana, sinking into the lake of mana in Dantian, slowly increasing the mana foundation, and turning into materials for improving cultivation.

An hour later, Liu Yu opened her calm and deep eyes, and a ray of green light faded and disappeared.

Feeling the increase in cultivation level, he thought. If he continues at this speed, he will be able to break through to the eighth level of Qi refining in about a year. This speed is probably two minutes faster than the dual spirit roots. After all, the dual spirit roots can reach the eighth level. Spiritual roots don’t necessarily have pills to take every day.

Liu Yu got up, packed her things, opened the Sancai Formation, and walked out.

He patted the storage bag, took out the Golden Dragon Sword, input mana and threw it into the air until it was ten feet in size. He used a blinding technique to prevent mortals from seeing it, and then turned into a golden escaping light and flew towards the cold iron veins.

Half an hour later, Hantie Mine, steward's room.

Lin Dayong was lying leisurely on a Taishi chair, holding a booklet with a woman's exquisite curves in his hand, looking at it intently, and moving his lower body with one hand.

"snort"

Liu Yu appeared in the room silently, but Lin Dayong was so immersed in it that he didn't notice it for a while. It wasn't until Liu Yu made a cold snort that he was shocked.

Lin Dayong's face turned pale and seemed very uncomfortable. He hurriedly tied up his belt and put the colored booklet on the table.

After hurriedly arranging his clothes, he stepped forward, and with an anxious mood, he bent down and said with an awkward smile.

"I've seen Master Liu, but I didn't know that Master Liu was coming. I'm sorry for missing him so far."

"I don't know what the Master Immortal's orders are. Just tell me and I will do it right away!"

Liu Yu put his hands behind his back and was silent for a while. When Lin Dayong's forehead was sweating, he slowly said:

"Go and invite my four fellow students over immediately. Remember to keep it secret and don't let others know that I have been here."

He didn't know if there were Hehuan Sect monks or spies from the Feng Family in the mine, so to be cautious, he chose to come to the mine secretly.

"Yes, I will invite four immortal masters now!"

As if he had been granted amnesty, Lin Dayong immediately loudly accepted the order, slowly exited the room, closed the door, and went to invite Wu Chang and the others.

Liu Yu walked to the table, waved her finger in the air, and the booklet automatically moved without any wind.

After a few glances, I lost interest. The artist's drawing skills are really not that good, far worse than some of the weekly comics in his previous life.

Liu Yu walked to the main seat and sat down, putting the pamphlet into the drawer. It would be bad if a fellow disciple saw this later, and it would be misunderstood. Then he quietly waited for the arrival of his fellow disciple.

About two-quarters of an hour later, the door reopened, and Wu Chang and Lin Dayong walked in.

"I've met Senior Brother Liu!"

Wu Chang, Zhou Guibo, Xie Huaxiong, and Sun Ju cupped their hands and said in unison.

"Are all the junior brothers here okay?"

"Manager Lin, you can go out now. Remember, don't mention my visit to anyone, otherwise watch your head!"

Liu Yu smiled and greeted the four junior brothers, then warned Lin Dayong and motioned for him to go out.

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