Ball Ball Cultivation

He looked at Lan Li who followed behind and gave him a smug look.

Qishu was still a little shy, and he followed suit by calling him dad. Qingheng patted his sturdy body and said, "You've grown so strong."

The next step was to examine one's cultivation. The spiritual energy here was indeed patchy. Now, without taking any pills, one could reach the great perfection of Qi training just by practicing hard. Qing Heng was quite satisfied with it.

But when the two children turned into Qilin state, Qingheng's eyebrows were tightly clenched.

Qiuqiu: "My cultivation is very low, and I can hardly sense the moonlight here. You also know how important the moonlight is to a demon cultivator's wisdom and bloodline inheritance when he is young."

Qing Heng knew the origins of these two: "Yuanchu, your physique is special. With the nourishment of the chaotic energy, you gave birth to a purebred divine beast in ten months of pregnancy. This is not normal. In the fairy world, an adult female dragon takes at least a hundred years to nurture a dragon egg, and another one or two hundred years to hatch. This is still the most common. There are high-level dragon kings who can give birth to a king beast bloodline for at least a thousand years. Do you know the reason?"

Qiuqiu: “I don’t know.” His face was full of question marks.

Qing Heng: "They were indeed born with the pure blood of divine beasts, but they do not have the power contained in that bloodline."

Seeing everyone's confusion, he continued, "The scientific explanation is that the power of a divine beast comes from its bloodline. The countless cells that make up the bloodline are likened to seeds. The genes inherited by these seeds are the same as those of a purebred divine beast, but the seeds are shriveled and lack the corresponding energy."

"Bai Yi and Bai Er cultivated their human forms too quickly, leaving their white tiger forms at the early to mid-stages. That's why Bai Ran threw them into the blood pool in the clan's territory to improve their cultivation. They need to quickly improve their Qilin forms. Fortunately, they haven't yet reached the foundation stage."

Qiuqiu: "The moonlight's power here is too weak. How can I improve my Qilin body's cultivation?"

Qing Heng: "They don't need to cultivate their intelligence anymore, just refine the essence and blood left by our ancestors."

Qiuqiu: "It's a bit of a waste to refine the essence and blood before building the foundation."

Qing Heng: "Even if their spiritual awareness is strong, it may not be certain."

Qiuqiu leaned in and whispered, "Huahua senses," in a normal voice, "The rules here are a bit chaotic and not suitable for advancing to the higher levels. You see, I've been honing my four skills in Danfu Qizhen."

Qing Heng: "You are grown up now, you can decide for yourselves."

The two thought for a long time and decided to refine the blood essence of the Earth Qilin each.

For the next month, Qing Heng explained the techniques and methods of refining blood essence, while Qiuqiu cooked for them. Lan Li, despite having gained the least, had managed to maintain a peaceful state of mind.

Qishu and Qishi went into seclusion after obtaining the blood essence. Qiuqiu asked Qingheng, "Can we let them take the Dingyan Pill before seclusion?" She didn't want to see two old faces after she came out of seclusion.

Qing Heng: "Give them the Dingyan Pearl and don't take the Dingyan Pill. Divine beasts age very slowly."

Qiuqiu had no choice but to agree.

When the two of them were in seclusion, Qingheng gave each of them a medicine pool, and asked Qiuqiu to prepare three pools of body-refining potions.

Qiuqiu: "A medicine pool is so big, but there is only this little bit of essence and blood. It would take three pools of medicine to refine the body."

Qing Heng: "Do you know how big a drop of blood essence condensed from a divine beast's body is?"

The ball was as big as a little fingernail.

Qing Heng helplessly doted on him, "A mature, pure-blooded divine beast, Azure Dragon, can only condense a hundred drops of blood essence at most. You've seen my true form, and I estimate that I can only condense fifty or sixty drops at most."

Qiuqiu: "Then the essence and blood will become solid after being condensed."

Qing Heng: "No, it's a bright red liquid, just like those in the blood pool, but our drop is bigger."

"How big is it?" Lan Li suddenly asked.

"Based on the proportions of the original bodies, our Azure Dragon almost fills up the entire pool, the Qilin and White Tiger are about half, the Black Tortoise has a bit more, but it's more watery, and the Vermillion Bird has even less."

"So, among your four ancient mythical beasts, the Azure Dragon is the strongest?" Lan Li was full of curiosity.

Qing Heng: "This is just a part of it, there are many others."

Qiuqiu knew that he couldn't reveal his shortcomings, so he stopped asking questions. Qingheng naturally wouldn't give Lan Li any scientific knowledge or common sense about mythical beasts.

Next, the three of them took turns to go into seclusion. When they had nothing to do, they formed a team to explore unknown places and obtain some special products from the battlefield of immortals and demons.

This time, Lan Li and Qiuqiu are teaming up for training. This route has been explored for a year and is relatively safe.

After the two worked together to destroy a demon blood vine, they hid in the valley to heal their wounds.

Qiuqiu's cultivation was low, his injuries were minor, and he was a spirit body, so he recovered in just half a month. He set up a secret formation outside the original protective formation in the valley. Qiuqiu slowly explored the cave deep in the valley, and left a mark for Lan Li, which would also make it convenient for him to return after unsuccessful exploration.

Although the evil plants in this area have been killed, Qiuqiu is still worried that more powerful enemies will appear and there will not even be time for her to hide in space, so Qiuqiu who acts alone usually puts on a breath-suppressing talisman.

After turning three corners, I picked up two completely scrapped immortal artifacts.

During this period, the three of them were exploring for a way out and picked up a lot of things that seemed useless now. Qingheng explained: These should be human slaves raised by the demon tribe.

Just like the two humans he helped his son recruit to manage the business, the higher the level of the demon race, the more types of servants it has, and humans are indispensable.

Just like all the immortal sects, big and small, raise spirit beasts as pets, this is a rule tacitly agreed upon by both parties.

The degree of damage to the magic weapon that Qiuqiu picked up was slightly better than those completely scrapped magic weapons before. At least it could be seen that it was a high-level immortal weapon before it was damaged.

A broken dark green bamboo flute and a tattered black broadsword. This broadsword looks more like an extended version of a kitchen knife. It is estimated that the owner used to be a chef.

As Qiuqiu walked further and further, he found two beast cores that hadn't been completely infected by the demonic energy, as well as a broken horn. Looking at the remaining traces around him, he speculated that this must be a gathering place for the human race, most of which had been wiped out by the demons, with only a few remaining humans and beasts hidden away.

Thinking that humans don't have the same internal space as the great demons, and that all their belongings would be taken away when they move, and that humans would build treasure houses after forming a group, Qiuqiu became inexplicably excited.

After exploring the surrounding caves, both large and small, he found two valuable medicinal herbs and only found a warehouse-like area, which was completely empty. Just when Qiuqiu was about to give up, he found a palm-sized piece of torn animal skin in the largest cave.

The records on it turned out to be sacrificial language, all praising the Golden Crow clan. Qiuqiu did not give up and continued to search for relevant records. In a cave that looked like a study, he found some broken tree bark and animal skins.

Based on these preserved records, it was concluded that this was a human slave belonging to the Golden Crow Demon. These tribes had been subordinate to the Golden Crow Demon for generations, which deepened the awe of the demon among the slaves, and they often held collective activities similar to sacrifices.