"The middle stage of the golden elixir... According to the "Tiangong Linyu", Lin Zhiping was only 36 years old when he came to the Yongjing Dynasty by sailing a sailboat. At that time, he had the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building Great Perfection.

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"And when we arrived at the Yongjing Dynasty, in just a few decades, we actually had the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Golden Pill. This kind of talent should be at the level of a demon."

Ye Mo was shocked: "More importantly, he not only has a profound cultivation level, but also has a skill in refining weapons. This Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix Fan was refined by him."

"The book records that in the late winter of the 16th year of Yongjing, heavy rain suddenly fell in Yongzhou area, and lightning and thunder were roaring, just like the end of the world. A twenty-meter-long dragon fell from the thunder clouds and fell to death on the spot."

"At that time, the dragon's scales exploded, covered in blood, and died."

"Emperor Yong Jing asked the dragon to bring back to the capital. After that, Lin Zhiping arrived. It had been dozens of years since he learned about this. The dragon had already turned into a mummy, leaving only a pile of dry bones and two dragon beards."

"Linzhi's art of refining weapons reached its peak. He immediately used the spine of the dragon to make a fan bone and two dragon whiskers to make a fan. He also found the peacocks, white cranes, and green phoenixes, who were a hundred years old, and used their feathers and dragon whiskers to make a fan.

As a fan."

"As for the blood-red fan nails that fix the fan bones, they were condensed and refined by Lin Zhiping using the souls of millions of workers. Only in this way can they reach a balance with the power of the dragon's spine."

Ye Mo stroked the Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix Fan, and the touch on his fingertips seemed a little cold.

From this, he noticed a flow of power that made him feel thrilled.

Thousands of years ago, perhaps the powerful golden elixir Lin Zhiping was like him, stroking the feather fan.

After the feather fan was refined, Lin Zhiping spent a lot of time to sacrifice and refine the feather fan was upgraded to the intermediate level of spiritual weapon by it.

Lin Zhiping knew that the materials of the Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix Fan were so precious that the grade would not stop at the intermediate level of spiritual weapons.

At that time, what the feather fan lacked was the weapon spirit!

In the third year after Emperor Yongjing's death, Lin Zhiping temporarily stored the feather fan in the tomb and went to Nanchuan alone, preparing to find the spirit of the Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix Fans.

The Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix Fans were still unstable at that time, so they could only be placed in the tomb to suppress and absorb the strong imperial aura on Zijing Mountain and consolidate themselves.

And Lin Zhiping has been gone for a thousand years, and it will never return, and there will be no news.

"I have been walking for so long, I must have fallen in Nanchuan."

Ye Mo sighed, and such a genius would fall, and the road to cultivating immortals was indeed bumpy and tragic.

He held the Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix Fan and thought to himself.

Huhuhuhuhu...

The feather fan suddenly closed and began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a small feather fan that was only the length of an index finger.

Ye Mo is unable to use the power of this spiritual weapon yet, but he can still do it by basically getting bigger and smaller.

"It's time to go back to achieve the goal."

Ye Mo picked up the golden treasure box and looked at Emperor Yongjing's coffin again. I wonder how long it will take for the tomb to see the light of day again in the future.

Ye Mo's figure disappeared.

The Longyin Palace was quiet, and the eternal light shook slightly, as if nothing had happened.

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Back at the large platform of Shenlie Mountain villa, Ye Mo looked up and the moon was shining.

It's past five o'clock in the morning now.

He didn't expect how long he had been in Zijing Mountain.

He looked at Zijingshan, everything was as usual, and there was no change from the outside.

However, Ye Mo opened his eyes and found that the strong imperial aura floating above Zijing Mountain had disappeared at some point.

"I just stayed in the tomb for a few hours, but it seemed like I had been in a century."

"This time, it's really dangerous. If there weren't scriptures and Bodhisattva portraits to help me fight against evil spirits, I'd fallen into the tomb."

He was still scared and quietly entered the villa.

First, I came to Ye Lele's room. Under the moonlight, the little girl pouted and fell asleep soundly, holding a teddy bear in her arms, and slept very well.
Chapter completed!