Mysterious mirror hanging high

After cleaning up the place, several people turned around to bury Qin Zhiling's body, and then returned to Langhuo Mountain.

"Uncle..." Zhao Yuanxi was delighted to see Jing Yu return safely. He said respectfully, "The rate at which the flame patterns in front of the Inheritance Palace on the mountaintop are replenishing has suddenly slowed down. It must be that the adults' outings have had an effect. The Daoists, who were originally in a state of panic, are now much more at ease."

Jing Yu was surprised and said, "It came down all of a sudden? That shouldn't be the case."

Jing Yu couldn't help but feel a little strange. After all, although Huangfu Zhengqi was a direct descendant of the immortal clan, and his treasures and magical powers had almost reached the extreme of the foundation-building realm, he was just one person after all. Even if he killed everyone he saw, how many could he kill?

He originally thought that this direct descendant of the immortal clan had brought many guest cultivators from the family into the blessed land to kill, or that some force was taking advantage of the situation by using someone else's name.

How come the speed of soul sacrifice in the Immortal Palace really slowed down after Huangfu Zhengqi's death?

"Give in, give in..."

There was a commotion at the foot of the mountain at this time. It turned out that a dozen cultivators with Qi training skills were carrying the corpse of a red demon python and happily came to Jing Yu and Zhao Yuanxi.

The white-haired old man at the head first bowed to Zhao Yuanxi, and then paid homage to Jing Yu: "Greetings to Fairy Yuanxi, and to Master Xuanjing!"

"Father, what's going on here?"

Jing Yu narrowed his eyes and swept his spiritual sense over the corpse of the red demon python. He couldn't help but be shocked. The body of this demon python was tough and its breath lingered even after death. It was probably a great demon in the late foundation building stage when it was alive!

The white-haired old man bowed and said, "To answer your question, sir, more than ten of us set out from Langhuo Mountain in search of opportunities. On the way, we encountered this foundation-building demonic python, which was on a killing spree and had already killed many of our fellow cultivators. We thought we were doomed, but the demonic python suddenly paused and fell to the ground with a loud bang..."

"We bravely went forward to check, but to our surprise, he was already dead."

"However, the scales of this red demonic python are very dense and solid. It is impossible for us Qigong cultivators to break through its skin. The body is also too large to fit into the storage bag. That's why more than ten people worked together to carry it back to the foot of Langhuo Mountain."

"Over ten of us have been escorted by you, sir, and have finally reached a safe place. We originally had no way to repay you, but who knew we would be presented with such a great opportunity? I want to give it to you, sir!"

The old man smiled and said, "I could have given it to Fairy Yuan Xi, but there are many Foundation Establishment cultivators staying at the foot of Langhuo Mountain now. This late Foundation Establishment red python body is quite valuable. I'm afraid those Foundation Establishment cultivators will become greedy and try to steal it. If that happens, Fairy will not be able to protect this red python body and will be harmed by others. Then I will never be able to redeem myself."

"So, more than ten of us Daoists decided to hide the red python in a secret valley near Mount Langhuo. We also found another Daoist to keep watch. When we heard that the master had returned, we hurriedly brought the red python over! Fortunately, nothing went wrong."

After hearing all these things, Jing Yu couldn't help but marvel at it. He walked forward and observed the red python's corpse for a few circles, and then he understood.

"Brother Xiaoyan just found a lot of items proving Huangfu Zhengqi's identity in his storage bag. This guy was born in the Huangfu family of Fire Dragon Island in Luoxing Sea. This Yuanying Immortal Clan is best at controlling dragon-type monsters, and they also raise many python monsters..."

"This red demonic python in the late Foundation Establishment stage is probably one of Huangfu Zhengqi's demonic beasts, sent by him to kill cultivators in order to increase his progress in opening the Inheritance Immortal Palace!"

Jing Yu was now gradually connecting all the dots, thinking to himself, "No wonder Huangfu Zhengqi has five or six spirit beast bags hanging from his body. There aren't any spirit beasts in those bags. He must have sent them all away!"

"The true spirits of these captive spirit beasts are all in the hands of their masters. Once their master, Huangfu Zhengqi, dies, the spirit beasts will be annihilated along with their true spirits, and naturally they will die. This has allowed these Qi-cultivating cultivators to take advantage of the situation."

Thinking of this, Jing Yu sneered inwardly, "This direct descendant of the Immortal Clan is truly arrogant. He sent out five or six late-stage Foundation Establishment spirit beasts just to increase the efficiency of the killing, and instead acted alone. He truly doesn't care about the cultivators of the Yunchuan Territory at all."

"If all five or six of his spirit beasts are here, who in this Langhuo Blessed Land can threaten his life?"

"He was truly outrageous... I can only say his death was well deserved."

Jing Yu shook his head secretly. A person like Huangfu Zhengqi had been able to run rampant in the world of immortal cultivation for so many years without any trouble. It could only be said that it was all thanks to his background as an immortal. As a result, he met a tough opponent in Langhuo Blessed Land and learned a lesson - but this lesson was his own life.

He looked at the corpse of the red python and said casually, "Old man, this red python's body is very tough, and it's not easy for you to break it up. Why don't I help you divide it up..."

The white-haired old man bowed and said, "Sir! This demonic python is a gift from you fellow Taoists..."

"Hey, I can't just monopolize your opportunity like this." Jing Yu laughed in his heart and waved his hand: "I will help you decompose the monster body, leaving only 10% of the spiritual materials as the payment for decomposition."

"In this case, sir, you must take at least 80% of it." The white-haired old man said in panic.

"Isn't that still robbery?" Jing Yu shook his head.

"Uncle, if you take less, it may not be a good thing for the other Daoists." Zhao Yuanxi smiled and said, "Demon beast spiritual materials from the late stage of foundation building are considered rare in the Immortal City. If you take more, you can gain a reputation. The other Daoists who have shared the benefits can use your name as an endorsement to protect the remaining spiritual materials."

He turned and whispered to the white-haired old man, "Old senior, my uncle is also a man who values ​​his reputation. If he takes too much, he's worried about his reputation. So, let's split the spiritual materials from the red python's body into 30% and 70%. My uncle will take 30%, and the remaining 70% will be shared among you fellow Taoists."

"Okay." Jing Yu touched his chin and thought it was feasible.

The white-haired old man was beaming with joy. He certainly couldn't have intended to give the entire body of the demon python to Jing Yu. His original bottom line was a 70% split, but they only took 30%. Now that the result was much better than he had expected, he naturally boasted:

"Everyone says that Master Xuan Jing is a man of high moral character and integrity in the Immortal City. Haven't you heard that Fairy Yuan Xi is also a kind and benevolent person like a Bodhisattva?"

After the old man left, Jing Yu went to the top of the mountain to look for Yu Wen Xiaoyan and others.

The legacy left by Huangfu Zhengqi was extremely astonishing, but these things were indeed a bit hot to the touch. Yuwen Xiaoyan and Han Ping were both overwhelmed by debts, so they divided the storage bag between them and gave Jing Yu a lot of their original treasures and spiritual resources as compensation.

Jing Yu was somewhat envious of Han Ping's secret technique of using divine power to interrupt Huangfu Zhengqi's use of the talisman sword at the last moment. After all, he inherited the [Divine Condensation Technique], and his divine power far exceeded that of cultivators of the same level, but he suffered from the lack of a good way to use it.

Han Ping was not stingy and passed on this secret technique called [Loss of Mind Stab] to Jing Yu as compensation for part of the spiritual resources.