"Yes! I heard that in the era of Immortal Venerable Creation, there were still many galaxy teleportation arrays, and many alien cultivators came here through the galaxy teleportation arrays. Flying Xuantian treasures are really rare. If you don't have a flying Xuantian treasure, it will take a lot of time to fly here by relying on your own speed, and there are certain risks. Galaxy storms are no joke."
Fairy Feng Ling said, with a look of longing on her face.
They all missed the era of the Immortal Lord Creation and envied the cultivators of that era.
"Who says it's not true! It's been a long time since a cultivator survived the nine-nine thunder tribulations and ascended to the immortal world. Several of my good friends died under the great heavenly tribulations."
Lin Qingshu sighed.
It is not easy for a Mahayana cultivator to cultivate to the late Mahayana stage. Most of them are stuck at a bottleneck and unable to break through. They have to endure great heavenly tribulations time and time again, and eventually die under great heavenly tribulations. After finally cultivating to the late Mahayana stage, they cannot survive the nine nine thunder tribulations and die. This is the dilemma of the Mahayana cultivators.
When one reaches the Mahayana stage, one naturally hopes to ascend to the fairyland. Since the Immortal Venerable Creation, there has been no news of a Mahayana cultivator who survived the nine-nine thunder tribulations and ascended to the fairyland.
Of course, the world of immortal cultivation is so vast, there may be Mahayana cultivators who have passed the nine-nine thunder tribulations and ascended to the immortal world, but not many people know about it. When Mahayana cultivators pass the nine-nine thunder tribulations, they generally won't allow irrelevant people to wait nearby to avoid interference.
Fairy Feng Ling looked at Mu Yunshan and said, "Fellow Daoist Mu is already in the late Mahayana stage, so consider ascending to the immortal realm!"
"It is not so easy to survive the nine-nine thunder tribulations. I want to ascend to the immortal world, but I cannot do that now. I need to make more preparations. It would be best if I could cultivate into a true spirit."
Mu Yunshan said, with a look of longing on his face.
"That's true, but it's too difficult to cultivate into a true spirit. Creatures with strong bodies are more likely to cultivate into true spirits. The chances of the demon race cultivating into true spirits are much higher than ours."
Fairy Feng Ling said.
"That's true, but we humans have a lot of things to help us, such as the Nine Suns True Spirit Pill and True Spirit Brew. I heard that there is also the Nine Transformations True Spirit Formation, but the arrangement of this formation has been lost. The main thing is that the True Spirit Core is needed to drive this formation to provide energy."
Mu Yunshan said.
The core of the true spirit is unique to the true spirits of animals, and can only be obtained after killing the true spirit. Monsters do not have Nascent Souls, so all their magic power will be stored in the core of the true spirit. When human cultivators cultivate to become true spirits, their magic power will be stored in the Nascent Soul. Even if they are killed, they will not have the core of the true spirit.
"A True Spirit can resist the Mysterious Heaven Treasure. How can it be so easy to kill a True Spirit? More than 100,000 years ago, the Seven Heavenly Fire Immortals of the Heavenly Fire Star Region joined forces to kill a True Spirit Suzaku, and even used the Mysterious Heaven Treasure, but the whole army was annihilated in the end."
Lin Qingshu said, his eyes full of fear.
The Seven Heavenly Fire Immortals are seven Mahayana monks with great magical powers in the Heavenly Fire Star Region. The lowest of them has the cultivation level of mid-Mahayana. They discovered a True Spirit Vermillion Bird and joined forces to encircle and suppress it, but they were no match at all and were all killed.
"Is the True Spirit Suzaku so powerful? One against seven?"
Han Benfu said in surprise.
"Of course, ordinary Xuantian treasures are unlikely to severely injure the true spirit. If it is a Xuantian treasure that specifically injures the soul, it would be much better. I heard that the Immortal Venerable Creation had a soul-related Xuantian treasure, the Qiankun Soul-Destroying Mirror, and he used this treasure to kill many Mahayana cultivators."
Mu Yunshan said.
"Qian Kun Soul-Destroying Mirror!"
Han Benfu nodded thoughtfully.
After chatting for half an hour, Mu Yunshan proposed exchanging resources for cultivating immortality. Han Benfu and the others agreed and took turns to take out resources for cultivation for exchange. They all wanted to exchange materials for transcending tribulation, and the eighth-rank lightning-absorbing beads were very popular.
Han Benfu took out a lot of top-grade elixirs for exchange, of many kinds, including the Nine Thunder Pill, and exchanged them for a piece of Taiyi Flame Crystal and a piece of Taiyi Cold Jade, which could be used to refine the Xuantian Treasure.
Two hours later, the party dispersed and the cultivators left one after another, leaving behind Mu Yunshan and Mu Nianfeng.
"Fairy Han was able to produce so many top-grade elixirs. She must have made them herself!"
Mu Nianfeng said.
"Maybe! Let's see if she can help Fairy Feng refine a top-grade elixir."
Mu Yunshan said.
In the following months, more and more Mahayana monks arrived. Mu Yunshan frequently organized gatherings for the Mahayana monks to get to know each other, exchange cultivation resources, and share cultivation experiences. Han Benfu did not show up again.
Three months later, Mu Yunshan, Fairy Feng Ling and Han Changbing were sitting in a green stone pavilion chatting.
"Fairy Han, your niece hasn't come out yet?"
Fairy Feng Ling asked with concern.
"It's not easy to refine an eighth-level elixir. Fairy Feng can't even wait for a few months?"
Han Changbing said.
Han Benfu does not have the eighth-level spiritual flame, so it takes a little longer to refine the eighth-level elixir.
"That's not the case. If the refining fails, it's nothing."
Fairy Feng Ling said that she thought Han Benfu had failed in her refining and was embarrassed to show up.
"It's not like I'm refining an elixir, so how can I say I failed?"
A confident female voice sounded.
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Benfu walked out from a side courtyard with a smile on her face.
Her figure flashed and appeared in the stone pavilion.
"Fairy Han, I don't mean anything else. I'm just a little worried because you haven't come out for so long."
Fairy Feng Ling explained.
Han Benfu nodded, flipped her right hand, a red light flashed, and a red jade box appeared in her hand, which she handed to Fairy Feng Ling.
Fairy Feng Ling opened the jade box and saw three red pills inside, each with twelve red patterns on its surface.
“Top-grade elixir!”
Fairy Feng Ling was surprised and delighted. She didn't expect that Han Benfu could really refine it, and three of them at that.
Mu Yunshan's face was filled with shock. Before this, he had suspected that the top-grade elixir that Han Benfu took out was made by Han Changming. Now it seemed that he had underestimated Han Benfu.
"Thank you, Fairy Han. This is a small token of my appreciation."
Fairy Feng Ling took out an exquisite golden jade box and handed it to Han Benfu.
Han Benfu opened the jade box and saw a red ginseng inside, as bright red as fire.
"Sixty thousand year old red flame ginseng!"
Han Benfu nodded and took it.
"As expected, a tiger father has a tiger daughter. Fellow Daoist Han is highly skilled in alchemy, and Fairy Han is not bad either."
Mu Yunshan said with a smile.
"Brother Daoist Mu, you are too kind. Compared to my father, I am still far behind."
Han Benfu said modestly.
Mu Yunshan smiled and nodded. After chatting for a while, Fairy Feng Ling said goodbye and went back to rest.
"Fairy Han, I would like to ask you to help me refine a furnace of elixirs. The reward is a 100,000-year-old dry wind grass. How about it?"
Mu Yunshan said politely.
"What kind of medicine?"
Han Benfu asked.
"Nine Yang True Spirit Pill! There is only one ingredient."
Mu Yunshan said solemnly.
“There is only one material!”
Han Benfu frowned. The main ingredient of the Nine Yang True Spirit Pill was a 200,000-year-old Nine Yang Ganoderma. If the refining failed, it would not be easy to produce another 200,000-year-old Nine Yang Ganoderma.
"Yes, it is the Nine Yang True Spirit Pill. Fairy Han, are you sure?"
Mu Yunshan's face was full of anticipation.
Han Benfu thought for a moment and said, "Let my father refine it. I'll have a better chance. A 100,000-year-old dry wind grass is not enough as a reward. This is not an ordinary elixir."
"No problem. If Fellow Daoist Han is willing to help, that would be even better. I can give him a remnant of Xuantian treasure as a reward."
Mu Yunshan said with a smile.
"I will take the materials back to the Chiyang Star Region and ask my father to refine them. Or, Brother Mu, please come with me to the Chiyang Star Region and you can have a face-to-face meeting with my father."
Han Benfu said.
The Mu family is different from other forces, and the Han family's foundation is still far inferior to that of the Mu family.
"No problem, Fairy Han and I will go there!"
Mu Yunshan agreed and looked happy.
Three days later, Mu Yunshan's birthday party was successfully held. The guests presented gifts one after another, and Han Benfu presented a bottle of top-grade elixir.
The birthday party was over and the guests left one after another and went back to their homes.
Han Benfu and others lived in the Tianchen Star Region for more than half a year before they set out to return to the Chiyang Star Region, with Mu Yunshan accompanying them.
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Wanmu Star Region, Xuanmu Star.
Baihua Valley is located in the southwest of Xuanmu Star, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, with rolling mountains and abundant spiritual energy. This is the headquarters of Baihua Sect, which is one of the most powerful forces in the Wanmu Star domain and is ruled by Mahayana monks.
There were corpses everywhere in Baihua Valley, and a large number of buildings were on fire, with flames shooting into the sky.
There were bursts of huge explosions in the sky, and a huge ball of black and green light appeared in the sky, followed by a miserable female scream.
A mini Yuanying flew out from it, but before it flew far, the void fluctuated, and a huge black hand emerged out of thin air and grabbed the mini Yuanying.
A ball of black gas emerged and turned into Lin Xuan's figure. He grabbed the mini Yuanying, and a ball of black light emerged from his palm. The mini Yuanying let out a scream.
After a while, Lin Xuan snorted coldly, exerted force with his right palm, and easily crushed the mini Nascent Soul.
Mu Xiao flew over and asked, "How is it, do you have any clues?"
"There may be a galaxy teleportation array in a place, but it is heavily restricted."
Lin Xuan said with a frown.
"Where?"
Mu Xiao asked.
"Wanmu Cave Heaven, it is said that there are real spirits inside, but the details are unknown."
Lin Xuan's voice was heavy. This was not good news.
"If there really is a galaxy teleportation array, this might be a solution. We should give it a try."
Mu Xiao said.
Lin Xuan nodded and said, "Let's leave here first, collect more treasures, and go to Wanmu Cave Heaven!"
They took away the immortal cultivation resources in the Baihua Sect's treasury, set a fire, and left the place.
One day later, when the Hundred Flowers Sect disciples who had been away returned, the Hundred Flowers Valley had turned into ruins.
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Chiyang Star Region, Xuanyang Star.
In a secret room, Han Changming sat cross-legged on a cushion with his eyes slightly closed. He was comprehending the spiritual realm.
After a while, a sound transmission note flew in and landed in front of him.
Han Changming seemed to realize something and opened his eyes. He flicked his finger and a beam of yellow light shot out and accurately hit the sound transmission talisman.
With a "puff", the sound transmission note ignited spontaneously, and Han Benfu's voice rang out: "Dad, Fellow Daoist Mu from the Tianchen Star Region wants to ask you to help refine the Nine Yang True Spirit Pill. He is willing to take a Xuantian Remnant Treasure as a reward."
"Xuantian Remnant Treasure!"
Han Changming was surprised. When Du Hongxia went to Tianyin Ruins, she had a broken Xuantian treasure with great power.
Han Changming walked out and met Han Benfu.
"What on earth is going on?"
Han Changming asked.
Han Benfu did not dare to hide anything and told the whole story in detail.
If Mu Yunshan had not taken out the Xuantian remnant treasure as a reward, she would not have disturbed Han Changming's practice.
"Please ask him to come over and talk!"
Han Changming said.
Han Benfu agreed and turned to leave.
Not long after, Han Benfu brought Mu Yunshan over.
"I have heard of Fellow Daoist Han's great name for a long time, and I finally see him in person."
Mu Yunshan said politely.
"Benfu has told me everything. Can Brother Mu take out the remaining Xuantian treasure?"
Han Changming went straight to the point.
Mu Yunshan nodded, flipped his right hand, a blue light flashed, and a short blade with blue light flashing appeared in his hand. There were two fingernail-sized gaps on the blade.
"Thousand Waves Blade! This treasure is quite powerful. It is not as powerful as the Xuantian Treasure, nor can it be compared with the Tongtian Spiritual Treasure."
Mu Yunshan said.
"Really? Brother Mu, try using this treasure to attack me."
Han Changming said.
Mu Yunshan was slightly stunned and asked doubtfully: "Friend Han, did I hear correctly?"
"Fellow Daoist Mu, you heard me right. I have just cultivated a magical power and I want to test its power. Fellow Daoist Mu, don't worry, just give it a try."
Han Changming is full of confidence.
Mu Yunshan is in the late Mahayana stage, so there is no guarantee that he does not have other thoughts. Han Changming wants to use his magical powers to tell him that the Han family is not a soft persimmon.
Mu Yunshan nodded, raised his right hand, and the Thousand Waves Blade flew out of his hand and went straight towards Han Changming.
Han Changming did not dodge either. He punched out with his right fist, emitting a bright yellow light.
His fist collided with the Thousand Waves Blade, and there was a dull sound of metal clashing. The Thousand Waves Blade flew backwards, leaving no trace on Han Changming's fist.
"Real spirit?"
Mu Yunshan exclaimed.
Han Changming smiled and nodded, saying: "Yes, Han was lucky enough to cultivate into a true spirit not long ago."
"No wonder, Fellow Daoist Han, I was negligent. How about this, in addition to the Thousand Waves Blade, I also give you two 100,000-year-old Dry Wind Grasses as a reward?"
Mu Yunshan said politely.
In the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected. If the Han family was not strong, and they really took out the Nine Yang True Spirit Pill, Mu Yunshan would not have taken the Han family seriously after cultivating into a true spirit. Now it seems that he underestimated the Han family.
Han Changming is still Han Changming. His strength is different, so the remuneration is naturally different.
Even though Mu Yunshan is in the late Mahayana stage, Han Changming has already cultivated into a true spirit. If they really fight, the outcome is unpredictable.
"No problem, where are the materials!"
Han Changming asked.
Mu Yunshan took out a golden storage bracelet and handed it to Han Changming.
Han Changming scanned the area with his spiritual sense, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Fellow Daoist Mu, you have worked hard. Stay on Jiulong Island for now. I will inform you as soon as I refine the Nine Yang True Spirit Pill. But give me the Thousand Waves Blade first."
"No problem, but I have another request."
Mu Yunshan said.
"Fellow Daoist Mu, please speak."
Han Changming said with a smile.
"I want to marry the Han family and be friends forever. How do you think?"
Mu Yunshan said that even though he obtained the Nine Yang True Spirit Pill, he might not be able to cultivate into a true spirit. Marrying the Han family would be of great benefit to the Mu family.
"Okay, that's what Han meant."
Han Changming agreed. Having a powerful relative would be a good thing for the Han family.
After chatting for a while, Mu Yunshan handed the Qianlang Blade to Han Changming and left with Han Benfu.
Han Changming walked into a secret room and practiced the Thousand Waves Blade.