My Optimized Immortal Life

"My pupil skills training is indeed not enough, but it is not to the point where I can't even recognize a fourth-level high-grade spiritual treasure."

Chen Yang's expression was extremely ugly. The scorching sun hanging high behind his head gradually went out. The magic patterns spread throughout the void turned into magic power and poured into Chen Yang's body. Even the red-gold spiritual flame wrapped around his body was taken back into his dantian.

The clouds and mist around gradually dissipated and turned into a faint magical light, all flowing towards the Fairy Liuyun standing in front of Chen Yang. The light attached to her body surface, forming a layer of spiritual essence, making her look like a god or Buddha.

The seven-colored treasure tree hanging in Liuyun's hand was also covered with a layer of seven-colored spiritual light, hazy and like a dream.

The clouds and mist in the fighting arena dissipated, and the people watching the fight could see what was happening. On the side of Dingzhen Sect, when Chan Ding saw the seven-colored treasure tree in Liuyun's hand, his face showed shock and anger.

Although Liu Yun is a fairy of Piaomiao Pavilion, her status is not high. She is just an elder. Logically, she should not be able to borrow a spiritual treasure of the level of the Seven Illusions Treasure Tree. After all, the Seven Illusions Treasure Tree is the natal spiritual treasure of the Pavilion Master of Piaomiao Pavilion, the Seven Illusions True Lord.

But unfortunately, there was some conflict between him, Chan Ding, and the Seven Illusions True Lord. This time the six sects were fighting against the Ding Zhen Sect, and the Seven Illusions True Lord must have known about it.

Obviously, the other party lent the Seven Fantasy Treasure Tree to Liu Yun for use, and he must have a share in it.

Chen Yang didn't care about anything. After seeing Liu Yun take out the real Seven Fantasy Treasure Tree, he surrendered decisively without any hesitation.

As a fourth-grade, top-grade spiritual treasure, the Seven Illusionary Treasure Tree requires a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage to activate it in order to fully unleash its power. Even a cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage like Liu Yun can only unleash 70% of its power at most.

But this is the natal spiritual treasure of a True Lord in the late Nascent Soul stage after all. Its power is extremely terrifying, enough to shake the world. Even if it only has 70% of its power, it is not something that a cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage like Chen Yang can resist.

On the other side, Chen Qing's eyes moved slightly when he saw the Seven Fantasy Treasure Tree in Liu Yun's hand.

After practicing and comprehending the Dao patterns for such a long time, he can be said to be extremely sensitive to the aura of the Dao patterns. Even though there is a layer of formation between them, he can still feel that the seven-colored treasure tree held by Liu Yun has a very obvious Dao pattern aura.

Seeing that Chen Qing's eyes were always fixed on the seven-colored treasure tree in Liuyun's hand, True Lord Chiyu began to introduce it.

"That is the natal spiritual treasure of Piaomiao Pavilion Master, Seven Illusions True Lord, the Seven Illusions Treasure Tree. It is a genuine fourth-grade, top-grade spiritual treasure, with unparalleled power. Even if it cannot unleash its full power in Liu Yun's hands, it is still not something that the middle-stage Nascent Soul elder of Dingzhen Sect can withstand."

Hearing this, Chen Qing nodded, then asked in confusion.

"How could the Seven Illusions True Lord, a late Nascent Soul cultivator, lend out his own life-defining spiritual treasure?"

Akabane thought for a moment, then spoke.

"I don't know the reason, but we won the first game. Fellow Daoist, you have to be more cautious in the next game."

Hearing this, Chen Qing also nodded.

The first round of the battle ended with Liu Yun taking out the top-grade spiritual treasure, the Seven Fantasy Treasure Tree. The Six Sects won the first round, and Piaomiao Pavilion could also choose a resource point of Dingzhen Sect. It is conceivable that the Dingzhen Sect must be extremely depressed and will definitely recover the losses in the second round.

Although it is impossible for a Zen meditation to lend out his own life-defining spiritual treasure, the opponent that Chen Qing faces will definitely have more cards up his sleeve.

Liu Yun took back the treasure tree and left the fighting arena with Chen Yang. Afterwards, Liu Yun found the monks of Linxian Pavilion and selected the resource points that Dingzhen Sect had provided this time.

Chen Yang returned to the place where the elders of his own sect were. Seeing Chan Ding's unfriendly expression, his heart suddenly tightened. He was about to explain, but heard Chan Ding say.

"This battle is not your fault. I never thought that bitch Qi Huan would lend me her own spiritual treasure."

Zen Ding's tone was still calm, but Chen Yang could hear the anger in it.

So he returned to his seat silently without saying a word to avoid being held accountable by meditation.

The second match began. Chen Qing stood up, slowly flew to the fighting arena, landed, and then looked towards the Dingzhen Sect, waiting for them to send out the elders.

Chan Ding had been looking at Chen Qing and found that although his magic power was flowing unsteadily, his aura was perfect and flawless, which showed that his cultivation foundation was extremely solid.

Among the elders of Dingzhen Sect, there was an old man who stood out from the crowd and landed on the fighting stage. His magical power was extremely powerful and he was only one step away from the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

He looked at Chen Qing and smiled.

"My name is Jin Xia, and your fellow Daoist must be Lie Yu, right? He is truly a man of great talent, and his cultivation is also extremely solid. No wonder he is able to surpass Lei Yuan."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at Jin Xia opposite him.

The latter was dressed in a Taoist robe, with white hair and beard. He looked old, but in fact his aura was extremely strong. His blood and energy were hidden under his flesh. To Chen Qing, he felt even more terrifying than Lei Yuan.

And his magical energy was also extremely surging. He was really only one step away from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. He could even take this step at any time if he wanted to.

"Your cultivation is far superior to mine. Although you haven't yet entered the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, you are only one step away. I will call you Senior. I don't know why you suppress your cultivation. Otherwise, with your current strength, I'm afraid you would be extraordinary even in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."

Chen Qing first bowed and then began to compliment.

After hearing Chen Qing's flattery, Jin Xia laughed out loud and then spoke.

"My friend, you may not know this, but the cultivation method I practice is quite special. The longer I practice, the more powerful my magic power and blood become. Even my Nascent Soul can benefit from it. Therefore, after I condensed my Nascent Soul, I have been practicing every day without stopping. It has been 583 years now. I wonder if you can handle this level of cultivation?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing also smiled.

"Senior, you'll know once you try it."

"Haha, you young man, you are really interesting. I wonder how much better you can be than Lei Yuan?"

Before Jin Xia's laughter died down, his figure disappeared from the spot. Then, Chen Qing saw him standing high in the air above the fighting platform.

Extremely terrifying magical power surged and reverberated around him, causing the void to twist and shatter.

A huge magic circle that was large enough to cover the entire sky above the fighting arena took shape in an instant under the terrifying magic power. Countless golden spiritual lights condensed and then fell down with a bang, like a torrential rain.

See this.

Chen Qing took a deep breath, and the Three Spirits Mysterious Fire Fan appeared in his hand. On the fan, twelve fan ribs were wrapped with three-colored spiritual light, and patterns on the fan flowed on it, shining brightly.

Chen Qing's Yang Fire magic power exploded in an instant, no longer brewing, and all poured into the treasure fan.

Then, Chen Qing raised his head, raised the treasure fan in his hand, and then gently dropped it.

Silently.

There were still some traces of that powerful yang fire magic power on the fan, but after the fan was swung out, it fell silent, as if it had disappeared directly.

In front of Chen Qing, after the treasure fan fell, a breeze suddenly arose, sweeping quietly and silently, gradually growing stronger, and disappearing without a trace.

But after a few breaths, the golden spiritual light that was pouring down like heavy rain disappeared and turned into nothingness when it was still quite a distance away from Chen Qing.