The Amethyst Flying Scorpion has remained at the fifth-level upper grade for many years. It has already consumed the demon pill of a sixth-level poisonous scorpion. Han Changming has the inner pill of a sixth-level Amethyst Flying Scorpion and high-year poisonous grass. It should not be a big problem for it to advance to the sixth level, provided that it does not attract particularly powerful lightning power.
In fact, whether it is a spiritual beast or a spiritual insect, if it transforms into a human form, it will be faster to practice and easier to survive the thunder tribulation.
Han Changming took out a purple jade box, opened it, and a purple demon pill came into view.
This is the inner elixir of the sixth-order Amethyst Flying Scorpion. The Amethyst Flying Scorpion smelled the scent of the demon elixir and let out an excited hissing sound, with its tail sting swinging left and right.
"I hope you can advance to the Void Refining Stage."
Han Changming threw the demon pill to the Amethyst Flying Scorpion. The Amethyst Flying Scorpion ate the demon pill and let out an excited hissing sound.
Han Changming fed it three two thousand year old blood-eating grasses. The Amethyst Flying Scorpion flew high into the sky, continuously emitting bursts of excited hissing sounds.
After more than half an hour, the Amethyst Flying Scorpion fell from the sky, drowsy.
Han Changming placed it in a dark and humid place, allowing it to slowly refine the demon pill.
After placing the Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion, Han Changming returned to Qianyang Peak. A handsome young man in a green shirt was standing in the stone pavilion. He was only in the Qi Refining Stage.
This is Han Changming's clone, Han Lin, who practices wood-attributed skills and is training towards the direction of a spiritual plant husband. In this way, Han Lin can enter the Suzaku space and take care of the spiritual medicine.
In addition, after Han Lin grows up, he can cooperate with Han Changming to fight the enemy.
"Just stay in Qinglian Pavilion and practice! Advance to the Spiritual Transformation Stage as soon as possible."
Han Changming ordered.
Han Lin nodded and strode into the Qinglian Pavilion. Han Changming also walked into a secret room in the Qinglian Pavilion.
He took out the crystal of the earth, and with a pinch of the magic formula, a yellow halo emanated from his body, and a giant humanoid figure appeared above his head.
He threw a piece of the Earth Crystal into the air, and the human-shaped shadow held the Earth Crystal in both hands, and a dazzling yellow light emerged from his hands.
He planned to condense the Dharma image first and then practice in seclusion.
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In a secret room, Han Zhangxiang sat cross-legged on a red cushion. In front of him was an exquisite refining furnace. The stone walls were covered with mysterious red runes, and the temperature was frighteningly high.
He planned to help upgrade the tribe members' natal magic weapons, thereby improving their strength.
Han Zhangxiang cast a spell and the lid of the refining furnace flew up and landed on the ground. He threw several pieces of red ore into the furnace and closed the lid.
Han Zhangxiang spewed out spiritual fire, wrapping the refining furnace.
With the fifth-level spiritual fire refining equipment, the efficiency is greatly improved.
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Time flies like a white horse passing by, and a hundred years have passed.
Qianyun Star, Feiyun Mountains, there is a sixth-level spiritual vein. It was originally the territory of Feiyue Sect, and now it is the territory of the Han family, with Han Debiao in charge here.
Generally speaking, unless it is a big deal, the tribesmen will not disturb Han Debiao from his meditation.
A green light flew over from a distance at a relatively fast speed.
Not long after, the green light stopped and Han Changqing's figure appeared.
Seeing that it was Han Changqing, the tribesmen did not stop him and quickly let him go.
Han Changqing came to the outside of a giant valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. The valley was filled with a large amount of white fog, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly.
He sent a sound transmission note. Not long after, Han Debiao's voice came from the valley: "Come in! Changqing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the white mist rolled violently, making way for a passage, and Han Changqing walked in.
He felt his eyes blurred and he appeared in a vast manor with a small bridge, flowing water, and strange rocks in the garden.
Han Debiao and Liang Youshan were sitting in a green stone pavilion. On the green stone table was a set of exquisite rosewood tea sets.
"Mom, when did you come here?"
Han Changqing was a little surprised when he saw Han Debiao.
"I just came here not long ago. From now on, your father and I will be in charge of this place. Changming and the others are in the Ten Thousand Gourds Forest. Why are you here? Aren't you in Qianling Star?"
Liang Youshan said with a smile.
"This is what happened. Long Yan found traces of a sixth-level blue thunder leopard on Kun Saturn. He said there might be thunder-absorbing beads. I passed by Kun Saturn and immediately rushed over to report to my father."
Han Changqing said excitedly.
Han Changming can make pills, Han Zhangxiang can make weapons, Ye Xin can set up formations, and Ye Xue can make talismans. They have made great contributions to the family. Han Debiao and Liang Youshan do not understand the four arts of cultivation, but they are strong and can hunt monsters and do their part.
"Why don't you go back to Xuanyang Star to report to the clan leader and rush to Qianyun Star as soon as possible?"
Han Debiao asked doubtfully.
"The clan leaders all have special skills, so we should help them get some rare items. The clan belongs to everyone."
Han Changqing said seriously.
Han Debiao showed an approving look on his face and praised: "Well said, if there really is a sixth-level lightning-absorbing bead, it will be much easier for the tribe members to break through to a higher realm. Madam, let's go there!"
"Okay, I'll leave this to Changqing. If you run into any trouble, you can ask the Hong family for help."
Liang Youshan warned.
The Hong family and the Han family became relatives by marriage. Intermarriage between immortal cultivation families is very common.
"Got it, Mom, you guys better be careful."
Han Changqing warned.
Han Debiao nodded and left the Feiyun Mountains with Liang Youshan.
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Xuanyang Star, the forest of ten thousand gourds.
Ye Xin stood on the top of a high peak with a solemn expression.
A huge thundercloud floated above Qianchong Peak, with lightning and thunder, and thick silver lightning flashed.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion is trying to reach the sixth level. It has not transformed into a human form and can only rely on itself to resist the thunder tribulation.
Ye Xin knew the position of Amethyst Flying Scorpion in Han Changming's heart. You know, when Han Changming rescued them, Amethyst Flying Scorpion played a very important role.
By the way, Ye Xin and Ye Xue also liked the Amethyst Flying Scorpion and would feed it some poisonous grass, poisonous sacs and poisonous pills every now and then.
As time passed, the sound of thunder continued and the area of the thundercloud became smaller and smaller.
After a cup of tea, the thundercloud was still several dozen feet in size, and with two more thunder tribulations, the Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion would be able to survive the sixth level.
Ye Xin stared at the thunderclouds in the sky with a solemn expression.
A loud thunder sounded, and a silver lightning bolt thicker than before struck down, heading straight for the Amethyst Flying Scorpion.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion was lying in a scorched earth, with black smoke rising from its body.
Silver lightning fell on the Amethyst Flying Scorpion. The Amethyst Flying Scorpion let out a painful hiss and was drowned by the silver lightning.
The thunderclouds rolled violently, revealing three kinds of electric arcs: green, red and blue. It transformed into a three-colored thunder python with a thick waist, swooping down from the sky and disappearing into the lightning.
After a loud bang, the body of the three-colored thunder python exploded, the lightning became more and more dazzling, the Thousand Insect Peak shook slightly, and the air waves were like tides.
After a while, the lightning dissipated, and Ye Xin arrived at Qianchong Peak. The Amethyst Flying Scorpion was lying in a huge pit emitting black smoke, dying. There were many tiny cracks on its shell, and it exuded a burnt smell.
It successfully advanced to the sixth level, but was seriously injured.
Ye Xin breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Amethyst Flying Scorpion only attracted one three-colored divine thunder. If there was one more, it would definitely be dead.
Ye Xin took out two small black grasses, fed them to the Amethyst Flying Scorpion, settled it down, and sent people to find a panacea for the spiritual insect to heal its wounds.