Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 127 Blood-stained Clothes...Forbidden!

Cha Sheng put the emerald mandarin duck aside and shook his head gently.

He sighed, "How could we, Zizhu, get involved with such a rare cultivator?"

"From my perspective, I can see that part of Zhao Qing's soul has already been eaten away."

Yin Hong frowned.

"Has he already entered the twelfth floor of Yujing?"

"Yongning Prefecture... which floor? Go and retrieve his soul."

The sixth senior brother, who had been silent the entire time, also nodded gently: "He's just a Qi Refining cultivator, so retrieving his soul shouldn't be difficult."

"Nine Swords Southern Immortal, Bodhi Cloud Sea... As long as they are not those reckless men from Phoenix Tower, Fourth Senior Brother can retrieve their souls with just a message."

Cha Sheng drank all the red wine.

He turned around and looked at the two of them, grinning, "There's a dragon-shaped mark in his soul. Anyone who wants to provoke him can do so."

Dragon-shaped mark!

Yin Hong raised his eyebrows slightly: "Bloody clothes!?"

"Forget it..."

The Sixth Senior Brother pondered for a moment, "Having one's soul imprinted on a blood robe is a privilege only the blood sons of a state can enjoy."

"But if he is a blood son, why would he come to Danta?"

Yin Hong nodded and looked at his fifth senior brother.

He also had this doubt.

The promotion method of Xueyi Tower is completely different from that of Zizhu Tower.

Spreading the gospel to the world through commercial buildings has a very low threshold, but a very high ceiling.

More reckless than Fenghuanglou, but also more calculating than Fenghuanglou.

A guest official in a district, a garrison in a country, a son of a state, traveling the world...

If Zhao Qing was the ninth blood son of Yongning Prefecture, how could he possibly come to Danta to participate in the trial?

Cha Sheng smiled and said, "Maybe he is the chosen one, but he doesn't know it."

"No matter which state he is in or what realm he is in, as long as he participates in the Blood Son Trial, he can become a Blood Son of that realm."

He thought for a moment and said softly.

"According to Second Senior Brother, the Blood Robe Tower Master has shed his immortality and gone through trials and tribulations in the mortal world."

"His true spirit is scattered among the blood jades of the heavens. Perhaps Zhao Qing has come into contact with the blood jades..."

"As long as he touches the Blood Order, the Blood Robe Tower Master will instantly sense something is wrong."

"It's not surprising that a strange cultivator from another world would have a designated blood son."

His eyes flickered as he looked up at the distant clouds and whispered to the two of them, "I have recorded the anomaly of his soul. Let's see."

The next moment, the soul evolved and the Tao flowed.

Ripples gradually appeared in the clear pool.

A graceful jade pillar guards the life palace, but a piece is missing from its top...

There is a dragon-shaped mark on it.

The three of them concentrated their attention and sensed carefully...

The half jade shone brightly, illuminating the rippling water waves.

In an instant, the wind howled, the rocks collapsed, and the lotus leaves all withered... This secret realm began to become turbulent.

In the clear pool.

The dragon-shaped mark gradually evolved into another scene.

The mountains and forests are full of fallen leaves, and I don’t know where they are.

A petite figure was squatting on the ground with a cloth bag hanging around her waist.

At this moment, the figure raised his head slightly, his face was thin and his eyes were dull, it turned out to be a girl.

Her face was blank, and a snowy shadow suddenly appeared beside her. It looked like a little fox, but with two horns on its head.

The girl smiled and stroked the little fox, hanging the cloth bag around its slender neck.

Then he slightly side-glanced and glanced into the distance.

The scene in the lotus pond suddenly disappeared.

……

In an instant, the three people walking by the pool were all shocked, their faces pale, and they looked at each other.

That girl...just glanced at them!

A sharp and delicate voice came from my ears: "Anyone who peeks into my true spirit will be condemned to ten reincarnations."

creak...

Cha Sheng lost his mind for a moment and slowly took out the purple jade token from his arms.

It was covered with cracks, and the purple bead that contained a wisp of his soul had been shattered.

Fortunately, the soul is safe.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"so far so good."

"The Blood-Robed Tower Master's experiential spirit... Don't worry about it, don't worry about it."

"The soul is fine, the soul is fine."

"Junior brother?"

His eyes fixed on Lao Liu, and he saw the dull man's face filled with fear, his body shaking like a sieve.

Yin Hong's face was dazed as he looked at the strange behavior of his sixth senior brother, wondering what had happened.

After a long while, the dull man said in a trembling voice: "Ride, ride, ride... ride Huang!"

Cha Sheng frowned: "Cheng Huang?"

Lao Liu's eyes widened: "That wasn't a snow fox just now, it was a Cheng Huang!"

“Everyone who walks on the twelfth floor will be in the Cuiyuan Tower and participate in the engraving of the Shuiling Note.”

"When I was in Cuiyuan Tower—"

"On the water ridge of the Mountain and Sea Realm, there is something engraved by the predecessors..."

"In the country of the White People, north of the Dragon Fish, there is a man called Cheng Huang. He looks like a fox, with two horns on his forehead. His lifespan is like a cloud. If you ride on him, you will be yellow, and your lifespan will increase by three thousand years!"

Cha Sheng muttered to himself.

"His life span is like a cloud!"

"Just one ride can extend my life by three thousand years!?"

“Would that be too exaggerated?”

"So, the Blood Robe Tower Master has a strange beast from another world."

The Sixth Senior Brother was silent for a long time before he spoke after careful consideration: "Perhaps he was detained in advance for the purpose of experiencing his own tribulation..."

creak...

A strange sound interrupted his words.

The broken purple jade was scattered all over the ground.

Cha Sheng's expression suddenly changed: "Stop talking! Stop!"

"Something happened outside!"

"Fourth Senior Brother is still discussing the Dao in Liyan Tower."

"Seventh Brother, you stay here and wait for Zhao Qing to come out and tell him to get out!"

"No, it's Wang Teng, get Wang Teng out!"

"This fool must have thought he'd traveled through time and space and was the child of destiny..."

"Giving this to him is also a reminder that we will definitely see each other again in the future!"

Cha Sheng's figure disappeared in an instant.

A pair of shoes slid across a curve in the air.

The whole body is carved from red jade, surrounded by a jade belt, and is small and exquisite.

The rivets on it are dazzling and the charm is restrained.

The heels are tall and slender, about three inches high.

It turned out to be an offensive spiritual treasure!

……

at the same time.

In Zhongzhou, the giant purple jade furnace in the Purple Pearl Holy Land...

The fireworks that were swallowing up the clouds above suddenly went out.

In the secret realm, seventeen stars in the sky are shining brightly.

A blood shadow flashed by and instantly dispersed the purple air poured on the Dan Tower.

Visible to the naked eye...

The nine-story Dan Tower began to slowly disappear from the bottom.

One foot.

Three feet.

Ten feet.

On the Chu State's spirit boat, Cheng Yue, wearing a white robe, was lost in thought.

What is going on?!

Not only him, but all the three thousand Purple Pearl disciples in the secret realm were horrified at this moment.

The Danta Trial had just reached the third level when it began to dissipate...

Unheard of!

The next moment, a vast spirit enveloped the secret realm.

The purple beads on each spirit boat shone brightly, and wisps of purple air surrounded the Dan Tower.

But it can only delay its dissipation trend.

Cha Sheng stood on the top of the tower, staring at the blood shadow vaguely visible in the night sky.

“So domineering…”

Even though the Blood Robe Tower Master was in the midst of a disaster, his thoughts and intentions...

It can still trigger the blood-stained robe to bring punishment!

If the senior brothers take action... the situation may be even worse.

He pondered for a moment, erased all the images on the half jade, and then engraved the strangeness of Danta in the secret realm on it.

After tea time.

The jadeite turned into a jade bird and broke through the secret realm in an instant.

He left the Purple Pearl Holy Land and flew out of the clouds.

The moment Cui Yuan left the secret realm, the stars in the night sky seemed to dim for a moment.

Zhongzhou.

On the ancient sword that came from outer space.

The man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes instantly raised his head and looked at the Purple Pearl Holy Land in the distance.

"What trouble has Cha Laowu gotten himself into again?"

"Bloody clothes...?"

A sword ball disappeared, and in an instant, it appeared on the top of the Dan Tower, suppressing it.

Fairy palace on the clouds.

A talisman flew out, and the Taoist essence flowed, covering the entire Nanxian Holy Land.

The Holy Land of Broken Stars.

A folding fan opened and closed, and the array pattern that stretched from heaven to earth flickered, seeming to disturb the blood shadows under the stars.

……

In the Phoenix Tower, a tiger roar resounded through the sky: "Good!"

In Tianxiang Tower, a woman sighed softly, "I want to hear the song Ding Feng Bo."

In the Yunhai Tower, where the illusion was hidden, a building ship collapsed, covering up all the strange phenomena in the night sky.

In the Bodhi Tower, maple leaves are falling, the mountains are covered with red clouds, and someone is chanting scriptures silently.

In the White Jade Tower, a graceful figure gazed up at the starry sky, a butterfly slowly fluttering on her slender fingers. She said: ...

"Well done."

……

Zhao Qing sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, emitting several streams of spiritual energy and mechanically controlling the situation in the furnace.

The trial of the third level has lasted for nearly two months.

He has already mastered the Dao Foundation Dan Gan to perfection.

However, the quality of the pills still cannot be guaranteed.

A panel appeared before my eyes...

【Daojidan: Perfection and Reaching the Pinnacle (158/)】

About 1,300 pills were refined.

Perhaps it was because of the ingredients and the furnace, not a single pill was wasted.

Among them, there are 800 pieces of ordinary quality.

Three hundred and seventy-two good quality pieces.

Eighty-six pieces of top quality.

After achieving a breakthrough in his proficiency in Daojidan, Zhao Qing has been deliberately slowing down the speed of refining.

The spiritual consciousness controls the medicinal properties to the utmost.

But the highest quality elixir is only of the best quality.

At this moment, another six pills came out.

Two of them were completely different from the other four.

It is no longer dark purple, but looks like black jade all over.

The round jade bead reflected a faint cold light, and the elixir energy was completely restrained, not like a pill at all.

Only the faintly visible cloud patterns are slowly telling...

This is a top-grade Dao-based pill!

[Obtain Daojidan Proficiency: 6]

Dao-based Pill: Mastery and Perfection (164/1000)

At this moment, Zhao Qing has already reached the standard for promotion to Zizhu disciple.

But he couldn't convince himself.

I used all the cheats... and only got a B-level rating?

Zhao Qing thought silently that the trial of Danta must have been inspected by Senior Zizhu.

Otherwise, the rules will not be reminded at any time.

Although those rules seem to be improvised...

But precisely because of this, he wanted to refine a top-grade Dao Base Pill.

Not just for the A-level assessment.

What is more important is to reflect your own value.

If it can obtain the A-level assessment, I think with the ambition of Zizhu Tower, it will not care about wasting the medicinal materials.

Zhao Qing sighed slightly.

The eight hundred ordinary pills he refined were undoubtedly a waste of the ingredients.

This is Zizhu's trial.