Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

Up to now, Yang Xiaosheng has reached the middle stage of foundation building.

But ever since the awakening panel, he has been busy making talismans almost all the time in order to be able to bring Yang Xiu and others into the world of immortal cultivation to participate in the Qingyun Sect's assessment ceremony.

So now he can't even be called a casual cultivator, he can only be considered a half-baked one.

As for knowledge about spiritual practice, apart from the art of talismans, he knew very little about other aspects.

As for the theory of soul and blood.

If I hadn't been reading an ancient book I found in Baibaolou a few days ago, I would have never heard of it.

The so-called soul blood is actually the essence and blood of the Niwan Palace.

However, soul and blood are related to the life and property of cultivators.

In other words.

Once you give your soul and blood to other cultivators, it is tantamount to handing your life and death over to the other party.

Before, he had thought about practicing a secret technique so that he could control Wang Yingyun’s life and death in his own hands.

In this way, even if something unexpected happened to her, Wang Yingyun would never dare to turn against her.

But what he didn't expect was that he didn't need to practice any secret techniques, as long as he got a drop of the opponent's soul blood, he could completely control the opponent.

"Soul blood?"

Bai Ping'er's pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of hesitation appeared on her fair and charming face.

Obviously, she also knew the power of soul blood.

Yang Xiaosheng glanced at Bai Ping'er and said calmly, "Today at Fengyu Pavilion, I have deeply felt your charm. Moreover, your aptitude for the immortal way is so extraordinary. If you have any ill intentions after leaving Fengyu Pavilion, wouldn't I be a great victim?"

"Of course, don't worry. I just want to give myself some security. If you can help me give birth to a good enough child in the future, I can return your soul and blood to you and give you freedom."

Bai Ping'er raised her palm and said unwillingly, "Senior Yang, I swear that if I ever have any ill intentions towards you, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"

Yang Xiaosheng shook his head and said nothing more. With a wave of his sleeve, the sound insulation note suspended in the air suddenly shattered and turned into ashes.

Then he turned around and was about to leave the cabin.

"Senior Yang..."

Bai Ping'er bit her lips with her silver teeth, weighed the pros and cons for a moment, then put her fingers together like a sword and lightly drew a line at her eyebrows.

next moment.

A drop of soul blood, different from other essence blood, surrounded by a faint glow, appeared at the fingertips.

she knows.

If I continue to stay in Fengyu Pavilion, I believe it won't be long before I become someone else's cauldron, and then turned into nutrients for spiritual plants or food for spiritual beasts.

Or maybe, he died at Leng Qingrong's hands without anyone noticing.

But if she followed Yang Xiaosheng, although having offspring would cause her cultivation to decline, at least her life would not be in danger.

So, she decided to donate her soul and blood and let Yang Xiaosheng take her out of the control of Fengyu Pavilion.

Hear the words.

Yang Xiaosheng stopped and turned to look at Bai Ping'er.

After seeing the drop of soul blood on Bai Ping'er's fingertips, he paused, then rolled up his sleeves, and the soul blood appeared in his palm.

"This is the soul blood of a cultivator. It is indeed different from ordinary essence blood."

Yang Xiaosheng felt it for a while, then raised his hand and tapped his forehead lightly. Bai Ping'er's drop of soul blood instantly penetrated into his Niwan Palace.

For a while.

Because of his soul and blood, he could easily feel Bai Ping'er's mental fluctuations.

At the same time, he had a feeling.

With just one thought, Bai Ping'er's spirit will collapse the moment this drop of soul blood is wiped out.

"This is the feeling of controlling other people's life and death. It's incredible!"

Yang Xiaosheng was stunned for a moment, then a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. He said, "After the Qingyun Sect's assessment hall is over and I return to Minshan Market, I will meet with Chief Leng."

Bai Ping'er looked up at Yang Xiaosheng, her face full of complexities, and said in a bitter voice, "I hope Senior Yang will not forget the promise you made just now."

……

It was almost evening.

The cloud boat finally approached the main peak of Qingyun Sect.

Looking from afar.

Shrouded in clouds and mist, with lush ancient trees, deep in the mountains, a majestic mountain with a bright sky rises up and sinks into the clouds, as if connected to the legendary fairyland, which makes people fascinated.

at this time.

The cloud boat stopped moving forward and, under the control of the magic circle center, slowly descended, and soon appeared on a vast wasteland.

"Senior Yang, the Qingyun Sect's assessment ceremony is about to begin. Although there will be disciples from the Qingyun Sect patrolling the mountain to maintain order, there are still some powerful Tribulation Cultivators."

"Not only that, in recent years, in addition to the major forces and many independent cultivators within the Qingyun Sect, there are also many external forces and independent cultivators who come to participate in the assessment ceremony. You must proceed with caution."

Bai Ping'er sent Yang Xiaosheng and his group to the entrance of the cloud ship and gave them these instructions.

However, before Yang Xiaosheng could speak.

Yang Chuanrui smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you, Fairy Sister, for telling us. We will definitely get into trouble."

Ever since he first saw Bai Ping'er in front of the gate of Fengyu Pavilion, Yang Chuanrui was stunned by her peerless beauty.

After getting on the boat, he wanted to find an opportunity to chat with Bai Ping'er.

However, once he got on the cloud ship, his grandfather made him stay in the cabin to practice and not go out.

Now that he was about to get off the boat, he naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Fairy sister?

When Bai Ping'er heard this, her expression froze for a moment and she turned to look at Yang Xiaosheng.

Having stayed in Fengyu Pavilion for more than ten years, she naturally saw through Yang Chuanrui's thoughts at a glance.

However, I'm afraid it won't be long before she will have to help Yang Xiaosheng expand and reproduce.

Even if Yang Xiaosheng did not give her a name, in this way, her generation was not only higher than Yang Chuanrui, but also higher than Yang Chuanrui's biological father.

Being called "Fairy Sister" made her feel so embarrassed!

Snapped!

Yang Xiaosheng didn't say anything, but just raised his hand and slapped Yang Chuanrui on the head.

See this.

Yang Xiu and Yang Chuanya couldn't help laughing, while Bai Ping'er was stunned for a moment and smiled gently.

Yang Chuanrui covered his head and said in shame and anger: "Grandpa, why did you hit me!"

"Yang Chuanrui, listen carefully! If you have any evil thoughts again, I will make you pay!"

Yang Xiaosheng quietly scolded them, then bowed to Bai Ping'er, turned around and led the group towards the passage.

moment.

Shortly after Yang Xiaosheng and his group got off the boat, the magic circle set up on the cloud boat started to work again.

Then, it took off into the air and flew into the distance.

Yang Xiu glanced toward the misty mountains and said hesitantly, "Father, it's getting dark soon. Where should we stay tonight?"

"There are many people participating in the Qingyun Sect's assessment ceremony. In order for you all to participate smoothly tomorrow, let's walk a little further and try to spend the night at the foot of the main peak."

Say it.

The group headed towards the main peak of Qingyun Sect.

however.

Just as they were crossing the wasteland and passing through an ancient forest.

Several figures, like ghosts, rushed out from the crown of the ancient tree and the lush bushes around it.

For a while.

A terrifying murderous aura spread.

"Jie Xiu?"

Yang Xiaosheng, who was walking in the front, quietly stopped and several second-grade spiritual talismans appeared in his hands...