At three o'clock in the morning, Qin Mufeng returned to the Qingyang Sect, the place where he practiced.
Zhong Mingshan sat outside the house, jumped up, and shouted in surprise: "Senior brother is back."
Qin Mufeng smiled and nodded, took out the yellow-skinned ginseng and handed it to him, saying, "You can help me exchange for the spiritual stone."
Zhong Mingshan took the ginseng and said with a smile: "Senior brother is mighty."
"This is the elixir in exchange for the golden spring. Don't be fooled. I'll rest." Qin Mufeng ordered, waving his hand and walking to the wooden house.
Near noon, Qin Mufeng felt the token shake, picked it up and placed it on his forehead, notifying him of the mission in exchange for a golden spring practice.
After noon, Zhong Mingshan came and said: "Senior brother's spiritual ginseng was exchanged for a golden spring practice, and there are still six hundred spiritual stones left."
Qin Mufeng nodded, received the spirit stone, and returned it to Zhongming Mountain one hundred.
Zhong Mingshan thanked him, turned around and left happily.
Early the next morning, Qin Mufeng went to Jinquan Valley, a narrow valley with four foundation-building monks guarding the entrance.
Qin Mufeng got No. 23 and followed the other sect members into the wall valley. After walking through a section of the valley that suddenly became clear and foggy, they dug a stone pit.
Qin Mufeng found No. 23, went in and sat cross-legged to wait. Listening to the sound, he knew that the golden spring practice he had obtained was of low quality.
Half an hour later, spring water emerged in the stone pit until it was submerged up to the neck.
Qin Mufeng released the white snake, but was disappointed.
The white snake makes a circle in the water and gains very little benefit.
He waited patiently for an hour. The water in the pit fell and drained away, and he flew out of the pit and left.
Qin Mufeng was depressed. On his way back, he went to Wenxian Hall and saw the old man in blue robe.
"Meet the elder. This disciple has been to Jinquan, but did not get the harvest of nourishing the soul." Qin Mufeng said frankly about the purpose of his visit.
The blue-robed old man Gujing Wubo said: "Perhaps your animal spirit is extraordinary. The golden spring is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. The so-called lower grade refers to the leftover soup from eating upstream."
Qin Mufeng nodded and bowed: "Thank you, elder, for clearing up the confusion."
The old man in blue robe said: "I am in charge of the first level of Immortal Questioning. Because of your beast spirit, I specially checked your origin. You are from the Yunsheng Imperial Clan."
Qin Mufeng was surprised and casually excused himself: "This disciple is not part of the Yunsheng Imperial Clan."
The old man in blue robe said: "There is something wrong with your origin, and the sect should be expelled."
Qin Mufeng was stunned and said, "The Qingyang Sect won't accept the Yunsheng Imperial Clan?"
The old man in blue robe shook his head and said: "You are a descendant of the deposed prince, and you can easily cause massacres within the sect."
Qin Mufeng was shocked. He asked for noble status, and the masked man got him a noble descendant of the deposed prince. Could it be that he was hiding a borrowed knife to kill someone?
"Elder, if the outer sect relies on the strong to bully the weak and seeks opportunities for internal strife, does this count as a violation of the sect's rules?" Qin Mufeng asked.
The old man in blue robe said: "Everyone performs his or her duties. I just ask the immortal. It is my fault that your identity caused the massacre."
"The elder is willing to ask for trouble. Disciple has nothing to say, so take leave." Qin Mufeng said, turned around and walked out.
He suspected that the old man in blue robe was under the instruction of the masked man.
The old man in blue robe wanted to see him off, but in fact no one was instructing him.
He had seen Qin Mufeng's extraordinary beast spirit, so he dutifully instructed the outsiders of the clan to investigate, and learned back about Qin Mufeng's origin.
After a long time, the old man in blue robe decided to report to the sect that Chen Ming might be killed.
...
Qin Mufeng was born a commoner, but he understood what it meant to dethrone the prince, and someone might come to him to eradicate him.
He speculated on the masked man's intentions. Could it be that the masked man understood the wishes of the land god?
Returning to the wooden house, Qin Mufeng stopped worrying and sat cross-legged to cultivate his body's vitality.
At night, Qin Mufeng went to sleep.
Inside the giant clam shell in the Water Pavilion, a black robe stands at the gate of the Heavenly Palace, with a pair of golden eyes looking into the distance.
In an instant, a pair of pale golden eyes appeared in the stone pit where Qin Mufeng had practiced in the Golden Spring Valley.
The golden eyes moved against the water to find the source, and entered the mountain. Passing through the stalactite mountain, they saw many stone pits, and many monks were sitting in the stone pits to practice.
Golden eyes flew across the mountain and entered a cave filled with spiritual mist. He saw more than fifty monks meditating around a pool of water.
In the center of the water pool, flowers and springs gushed out, carrying a trace of crystalline golden light that spread throughout the cave.
The golden eyes sank into the spring, explored hundreds of meters downward, and found a huge creature in the shape of crystal veins, emitting crystal golden light.
Ang! The crystal veins let out a dragon's roar, and when the music moved, the earthquake shook the mountains.
The black robe at the gate of heaven closed its golden eyes and disappeared without a trace.
...
It was dawn, Qin Mufeng woke up, walked out of the wooden house, and moved around.
He looked up at the sky unintentionally and saw many monks flying around, and suddenly a spiritual thought swept across them vaguely.
"What are we searching for?" Qin Mufeng guessed that it was none of his business, so he walked to the waterside and sat cross-legged to practice.
Qin Mufeng finished breathing in the morning sun, ate food, and went to the Sutra Pavilion to learn about the practice.
The Sutra Pavilion is divided into three floors, one with innate authority. Not many cultivators come here. The cultivators have access to the Dharma practice, so there is no need to come to the Sutra Pavilion often.
Qin Mufeng handed over five spiritual stones, walked into the Sutra Pavilion and started browsing. The time limit was three hours, and he chose to copy the method according to the pricing.
The inventory of the Sutra Pavilion is huge. There are roughly four areas, half of which are occupied by the three avenue cultivation areas, and the other half is a hodgepodge.
Qin Mufeng walked to the beast spirit warrior area and browsed through the spirit slips at will.
The practice of a beast spiritist combines the soul of the demon beast in the late stage of innate life, thus achieving dual cultivation in one body.
Depending on the monsters, beast spiritists practice a variety of methods, occupying half of the three avenues of practice.
Qin Mufeng felt that the Beast Spiritist was similar to the Void Toad carrying seven stars, but it could only be combined with one.
He found dozens of snake-related practices, but he could only see half of them. They were roughly classified into metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and snakes did not have thunder techniques.
Qin Mufeng saw snakes and dozens of birds, then walked to the hodgepodge area and found the scrolls recording the Yunsheng Empire.
It is unknown how long the Yunsheng Empire existed, but it was at least ten thousand years.
The Yunsheng Imperial Clan’s surname is Yun, and he possesses the ancestral bloodline magical power ‘Shenquan Tian Clam’. By practicing the secrets of the Imperial Clan, there is a chance to activate the bloodline magical power.
There are also records of two empires.
The Juque Imperial Clan possesses the ancestral bloodline magical power ‘Juque Tianhu’.
The Qingming Emperor Clan possesses the ancestral bloodline magical power ‘Sky Fire Golden Crow’.
Qin Mufeng put the scroll back and looked at the flowers again, browsing at will.
When the time is up, the token is prompted to renew.
Qin Mufeng walked back to Snake, took a spiritual slip and walked to the door, paying a hundred spiritual stones to copy it.
Qin Mufeng returned to the wooden house and studied the spiritual slips, 'Clouds Move and Water Waves'.
The white snake departs, flying smartly in the sky, and the shadow of the waves surges and expands.
Qin Mufeng was satisfied, White Snake returned to the Star Palace, he was just looking for disguise.
Ling Jian's practice and superficial bluff are far inferior to White Snake's innate magical power.
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At night, Qin Mufeng fell asleep.
Inside the giant clam shell in the Water Pavilion, a black robe stands at the gate of the Heavenly Palace, with golden eyes looking into the distance.
In an instant, faint golden eyes appeared in the cave filled with spiritual mist. More than fifty monks were meditating around a pool of water.
This time, the golden eyes peered at the monk in the water pool. After examining them one by one, they settled on a young man in white.
The young man in white has a handsome appearance, and the aperture between his eyebrows is telling the past and absorbing the new. Inside the aperture is a white jade clam shell.
The black robe needs a transit fish. Under the gaze of his pale golden eyes, the power of time and space disrupts the space.
The world of Zihuang Dongtian was shaken, and the foundation of the cave was consumed.
Zihuang was shocked and at a loss.
For a moment, the young man in white seemed to be in another time and space, and his memory was blank.
It was like lightning, as if it had been more than ten years.
Unknowingly, the young man in white clothes turned the white jade clam in his eyebrows into a clone of the empty fish.
The golden eyes sink into the spring, approaching the crystalline creatures. Under gaze, the mighty force of time and space plunders the crystalline golden light.
Aang! The giant dragon roars, and the earthquake shakes the mountains.
The crystal golden light condensed into a golden light and disappeared in a flash, and the golden eyes disappeared.
A glistening golden light appeared inside the white jade clam of the young man in white.
The crystal clear golden light was transported to Qin Mufeng's Yuheng Star Palace through Kongyu.
The white snake swallowed the crystal golden light, like a hungry child.
...
Qin Mufeng underwent strange changes while sleeping. White scales appeared on his skin, a pair of white jade dragon horns appeared on his head, and his face bulged.
Qin Mufeng stood up, his closed eyes glowed with a light golden color, his bones made a dull crackling sound, and his whole person exuded the might of a sea-covering dragon.
After a while, Qin Mufeng lay back on the wooden couch, his body returned to his human appearance, and he slept soundly without any sleep.
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In Lingwu Cave, the monks were disturbed, and some complained: "Why did the dragon turn around again?"
The young man in white frowned, thinking deeply. His mind seemed to be cast by a shadow, and he was so irritated that he could not fathom it.
"Junior brother, what's wrong?" The young man in white heard the female voice and looked up to his left.
Not far to the left, there is a female cultivator sitting cross-legged. She has a fair face, plump cheeks and cherry lips. She is elegant and graceful, and her beautiful eyes are looking at the spring.
"I'm fine, I'm a little uneasy." The young man in white replied.
"Junior brother's abnormality may arouse the sect's doubts." The female cultivator warned.
"I'm just scared." The young man in white responded displeasedly.
"Junior brother, do you know? The deposed prince has an illegitimate son who came to the sect." The female cultivator changed the topic.
"An innate ant." The young man in white responded disdainfully.
"If the bloodline is awakened in the late stage of Xiantian, junior brother is not as good as him." The female cultivator said.
The young man in white had a gloomy expression. In order to awaken his ancestral bloodline, the beast spirit chose the demon clam, but as a result, there has been no sign of awakening the bloodline.
In fact, choosing the beast spirit, demon clam, is of little help to awakening the ancestral bloodline.
The only advantage of the young man in white choosing Monster Clam is that it is easier to advance than most beast spirits.
The ancestral rules of the Yunsheng Imperial Clan, descendants of awakened bloodline magical powers, direct descendants of the Imperial Clan.
Even the son of Emperor Yunsheng could not awaken the magical power of his bloodline and could not be crowned king.
"I can't afford to be like an ant, making small gains at the expense of big things." The young man in white responded quickly and rationally, meaning that it was none of my business.
"If you really awaken your bloodline, junior brother will not be able to escape the sin of venting his anger." The female cultivator said coldly.
"I am a sect monk, and the sect's rules are not decorations." The young man in white retorted, feeling annoyed.
There are thousands of Yunsheng emperors in the Qingyang Sect, but of course direct lineage is rare. He is not a direct lineage and does not want to get involved in the disputes between the imperial clans.
"Junior brother, if you don't want to, forget it." The female cultivator pressed hard.
"Let me know when you are leaving the sect." The young man in white compromised and agreed. He did not want to offend the female cultivator's family.
"Just joking with my junior brother, there is no need to overdo it." The female cultivator whispered.
The young man in white had no expression on his face, swallowed his anger, closed his eyes and practiced.