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Chapter 79: How dare you, an ant-like thing, despise this ancestor? [Please read more]

When Tang Hao saw this, his thoughts raced.

It was his first mission, so of course he didn't want to end in failure.

But they really didn't have any reward that could impress the big boss in front of them.

The only thing that can make the other person's heart move is probably...

Thinking of this, he immediately bowed deeply and said, "Senior, if you can help me, when we return to the sect, we will definitely report your influence in this matter. I hope it will be of some help in your search for your sister."

He certainly couldn't guarantee anything, but the sect's top leaders should all be veterans.

Inform the disciples who are out of the sect. Regardless of whether they can get news about Feng Mingyue, this big boss among the independent cultivators should also think well of him.

Hearing this, Feng Mingyang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Didn't we agree just now that I would replenish your mana?"

Tang Hao was stunned. It turned out that the other party was reaching out for the Suanni pendant?
His face couldn't help but turn red, he quickly exhausted his magic power and handed over the pendant that he was holding in his hand.

After watching Feng Mingyang carefully examine and sense the [Three-Colored Glazed Suanni], he began to cast a spell to transfer his magic power into it.

Tang Hao suddenly came to his senses and stared at the other person with wide eyes: "Could this big guy also be a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

The gap between the two sides is too huge, like an ant facing a tiger or an elephant. It only knows that the other party is strong, but it doesn't know to what extent.

"Yes, I don't feel so bad anymore." He felt a little happy.

A Yuanying-level treasure has a cooling time of up to ten years. Although it is just a magical power, it is small in quantity but high in level.

He then thought of one thing. He had stolen the genuine Three-Colored Glazed Suanni, but the replica he returned did not have that magical power.

A month later, when the cooling-off period was over and he was about to make another one, he finally realized it.

"I don't know if the Sect Master has noticed anything unusual. Hmm... never mind. As long as they don't ask, I'll just pretend I don't know. If they ask, well, I'll just play dumb."

While thinking, Feng Mingyang handed the Suanni pendant back, and Tang Hao took it while thanking him repeatedly.

"What are you thanking me for? I accidentally revealed your secret." Feng Mingyang waved his hand indifferently.

After a brief pause, he continued, "Well, when you speak of this, Fellow Daoist Tang, remember to clearly spell out the three characters 'Feng Mingyue'. My sister was last seen seventeen years ago in Shengjing, Dongling Kingdom."

Tang Hao naturally didn't dare to say anything more. He quickly agreed and once again expressed that he would report it truthfully.

Nodding slightly, Feng Mingyang thought to himself: "Tang Hao and Jiang Shenyin are both so skilled in the art of concealing their breath. The former even has the magical power granted by a Nascent Soul cultivator to protect him. They are probably the true disciples of the Qinghua Sect. Maybe I can really borrow some strength from them."

'Alas, it was my lineage that fell out with my family, and now there are only my brother and I left. Otherwise, if the clan could come forward to inform us, perhaps...' He sighed secretly, and his mind turned back to memories.

Noticing the eager gazes of Tang Hao and the other two, Feng Mingyang couldn't help but smile and asked Tan Linchuan about the location of the entrance to the blood pool.

Then, he took out a small gourd half the size of his palm, shook it at Tan Linchuan, and put it in it.

"Fuck, a miniature purple-gold-red gourd, swoosh!" Tang Hao was watching with envy when he suddenly felt his body lighten and was swept away by Feng Mingyang.

[Walking in the Void] does not require bringing anyone with you, but the escape speed of a Nascent Soul cultivator is also extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the herb garden, then plummeted downwards until they came to a sudden stop near the foot of the mountain. Pushing aside the dry vines, Feng Mingyang led them straight into the mountain wall.

It was like the feeling of passing through a barrier, and they finally felt something real under their feet. Tang Hao and the other two were experiencing this extraordinary speed and passion for the first time, and their faces turned pale.

He turned his head to look at the place where he came in. It was still blocked by the stone wall. Whether he looked at it with the naked eye or with his spiritual sense, Tang Hao could not tell that it was fake.

"This is a spirit vein transformed into a shadow. It can't be considered a formation, but rather a method used by geomancers. If it were an ordinary spirit vein, it would be easy to detect. However, this spirit vein originated from the Phantom Spirit Spring, so it's not that easy to detect."

Noticing his actions, Feng Mingyang smiled and began to introduce him, then warned: "Later, you don't need to take any action, just watch from the side and gain some experience."

"This really is a case of specialization. The arrangement made with low-level phantom spirit veins can actually deceive the eyes of a Yuanying cultivator." Tang Hao was amazed.

Suddenly, he heard the instructions again, and suddenly he understood: "Just now I was wondering why he brought the three of us along as a burden, but it turns out he was giving us a chance to broaden our horizons. Tsk, thank you, big boss!"

Near the cave entrance is the cave where the ancestor of the Tan family originally lived. When the four of them walked all the way to the deepest part, they saw a newly dug corridor that was faintly filled with black mist.

After walking up the eerie corridor for a few miles, a huge cave appeared before our eyes.

"It does look familiar." Tang Hao took a quick look and realized it looked very similar to Sun Qing's [Yin Yang Blood Pool].

He took another closer look and said, "However, the scale is much smaller. The magma is not as hot, the cold pool is not as deep, and the blood pool has shrunk several times."

The difference is that there is a pitch-black dark lamp hanging on the ceiling of the cave in the middle of the blood pool, and the eerie ghost fog comes from here.

An old man with white hair and beard and a haggard appearance was being lifted into the air by the power of the formation.

Wax from the dark lamp above his head kept dripping onto his head, and blood evil was steaming in the blood pool, gathering into a blood cloud under his body.

Tang Hao noticed that there were nine blue-black gas pillars more than one meter tall that were rotating around the old man, with blood-colored runes swimming inside. They seemed real and unreal.

With a thought in mind, he activated the Water and Fire Lotus to sense it, and suddenly realized, "Is that blue-black column of air the Yuan Yin Qi?"

"Where is the air column?" Luo Ke Di and Jiang Shen Yin looked around curiously, but they only saw a chaotic array of flying blood-colored runes.

The four of them entered the room without any concealment and talked loudly without restraint. The ancestor of the Tan family was not a dead man, so he naturally noticed their presence.

His cloudy eyes suddenly opened, and he looked down at me sinisterly: "A mere Qi-refining cultivator dares to trespass into this ancestor's retreat. How can a disciple of the Qinghua Sect... Huh? Weren't there supposed to be three of us? Why is there one more? Who are you?"

Feng Mingyang looked at Tang Hao and said, "You can see the Yuan Yin Qi, so I guess the Yuan Yang Qi is the same. No wonder you spotted me just as I walked over."

"That's right, but it's also because you didn't deliberately hide it." Tang Hao didn't even glance at the old man, but secretly laughed at the boss's bad taste in his heart.

The ancestor of the Tan family was furious: "You rude youngsters, how dare you ignore me, you..."

A hahaha laugh interrupted his words, and the old man was startled.

The carefree young man waved his hand and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Tang, you are too modest. The primordial yin and primordial yang energy is inherently hidden. Who would deliberately conceal it?"

You didn't look at me, you didn't laugh at me, do you think I'm air?

"How dare you, an ant-like thing, look down on this old ancestor like this!"

The Tan family patriarch was extremely angry, and he slammed his powerful hand towards the four people: "Die!"

(End of this chapter)