Just when Ding Qi figured out what was in the jade box, his childhood playmate, Zhang Tao, was in a hall deep in the underground palace, using a weird gait.

Walking in the hall like a leisurely stroll, he didn't trigger any mechanism at all.

Zhang Tao actually knew the location of all the organs in the hall and how to pass through the hall safely.

After Zhang Tao walked through a section of the hall, he turned around and patted somewhere on the wall. The mechanism in the hall was instantly activated. Then, the entire ground he had just stepped on shattered, revealing a hole more than ten feet tall.

The deep pit. The black and green poisonous gas in the pit filled the cellar nearly ten feet deep.

If the person who had passed through this hall just now had not followed Zhang Tao's method and passed here, he would have fallen deep into the pit and been poisoned to death by the black and green poison inside.

However, Zhang Tao was not even interested in taking a look at the towering poisonous pit behind him, but walked quickly towards another hall ahead.

After entering the hall, Zhang Tao knocked irregularly and continuously several times in several hidden corners of the hall. Next, he quietly looked at the center of the hall, as if waiting for something.

Not long after, a hidden grid bounced out from the center of the hall.

It was only then that a smile appeared on Zhang Tao's face, and he walked towards the hidden compartment and took out a jade bottle from the hidden compartment.

"Golden Breath Pill, with this thing, I can advance the skills that are currently only on the third level to the eighth level, and those spells can also be used." Zhang Tao's eyes flickered as he looked at the weapon in his hand.

Jade Ping murmured to himself.

Finally, I don't know what he thought of, but after muttering to himself, Zhang Tao had a very strange smile on his face.

Then, he opened the jade bottle and poured a transparent elixir with a light seven-color color into his hand.

"This Golden Breath Pill is indeed a precious pill that requires the use of the pill fire of the Golden Pill cultivator, as well as a variety of thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. It can be refined into a precious pill that can use my third-level skills without any trouble.

Advance to the eighth level... But it would be a pity to swallow it now." Looking at the seven-color transparent elixir in his hand, Zhang Tao thought with a look of pain on his face.

"I don't know who left the inconspicuous secret book that I left in the Qingyun Sect and lost it from the sect. If I had the huge mana that I sealed in the Yunjin Pa magic weapon two hundred years ago, why should I waste this precious treasure now?

The Golden Breath Pill. This Golden Breath Pill was left behind back then, but it originally had other uses!"

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"Two hundred years ago, I founded the Qingyun Sect and built this underground palace. I didn't expect that one day, I would encounter this rumored strange physique and have the opportunity to be reborn. There is a possibility that I could make a comeback."

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"People of Lingshu Mountain, please wait this time. I will definitely avenge the annihilation of our Feng family for two hundred years. All the resources for cultivating immortals in the family back then were hidden here before my deadline.

In the underground palace, plus the treasure that caused the annihilation of the clan back then, as long as we have these things... humph, this is someone who is destined to die!"

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Thinking of this, the man who called himself Feng showed a wild smile on his face.

Now Zhang Tao is clearly no longer the childhood playmate Ding Qi knew, but an immortal cultivator who has taken over Zhang Tao's body from unknown time.

Along the way, Ding Qi felt that Zhang Tao was quite strange. Although he still had the same physical body, he had already been replaced by another person internally.

What is even more incredible is that the immortal cultivator who took away Zhang Tao's body was the founder of the Qingyun Sect who died two hundred years ago.

After a long time, the immortal cultivator stopped laughing wildly.

Then, he thought about what happened two hundred years ago, but he lowered his head slightly, as if he was looking somewhere deeper in the underground palace: "What happened back then was just to protect myself. Don't blame me."

Soon, the immortal cultivator recovered from the memories of two hundred years ago, and slowly narrowed his eyes: "Two hundred years have passed regarding the treasure in the clan. Even Lingshu Mountain cannot bite it.

This matter will not be ignored for two hundred years. But this time, if the news really leaks out, I will not have the same luck as last time. For the sake of safety, these people who entered the underground palace this time are still only

able……."

Thinking of this, the look in the immortal cultivator's eyes gradually turned cold.

Soon after, the immortal cultivator carefully swallowed the pill in his hand, sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, and began to refine the Golden Breath Pill.

This cultivator named Feng actually started practicing directly now.

After the immortal cultivator surnamed Feng swallowed the elixir and started refining it, his face showed a strange change of red and white. Although this Golden Breath Pill could advance his skills to the third level without any trouble.

Eighth floor, but it's obviously not really an effortless thing.

After a quarter of an hour, the face of the immortal cultivator named Feng calmed down.

The skin on his body began to show a metallic luster, which was obviously a manifestation that Ding Qi would have when he was operating his innate skills and practicing the Golden Body Technique.

However, the metallic color on the skin of the immortal cultivator named Feng, after condensing for a while, quickly dispersed and disappeared.

He wants to completely refine the Golden Breath Pill and truly advance his skill to the eighth level, but it seems that it will take quite some time.

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Ding Qi didn't know that the real owner of the underground palace was recovering his power and had murderous intentions for everyone who entered the underground palace. After he came out of the hall with the spirit locking formation, he was extremely happy.

"Fifty spirit-gathering pills. With these pills, I won't have to worry about practicing for a long time in the future." Ding Qi touched the jade box in his hand back and forth with a happy face.

After getting this jade box and seeing that there were actually a large number of spirit-gathering pills stacked inside, he then carefully counted the specific number of spirit-gathering pills inside.

Finally, after counting several times and confirming that there was nothing wrong, Ding Qi also knew the number of pills inside, which was a full fifty.

Until now, Ding Qi has swallowed only about ten Spirit-Gathering Pills. If all the hundred-year-old herbs he obtained were refined into Spirit-Gathering Pills, the total amount he could obtain would be only twenty.

number.

Over the past year, because of the scarcity and preciousness of century-old medicinal herbs, he has been reluctant to refine this elixir anymore.

This time, he got as many as fifty pieces at once, and Ding Qi could no longer hide his excitement.

"With these fifty pills, plus the batch of herbs that are more than a hundred years old growing in the center of Qixia Mountain, if I refine them all into pills, I wonder if I can cultivate my innate skills to the level of
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