Upon hearing this, Dongfang Zimo threw a sparkling wooden box and suspended it in the air without thinking.
"Here is a foundation-building pill, a path to immortality. Brother Yun, don't give up easily." Dongfang Zimo said calmly.
"What! Foundation Building Pill! This...could this be the pill that is rumored to allow qi cultivators to build their foundation!" Yun Xiao's face was filled with surprise, and he even couldn't believe what Dongfang Zimo said was true until he opened the wooden box in person.
When I saw a purple pill inside and it was emitting a powerful aura, I was convinced that it was the Foundation Establishment Pill.
"Whether you can successfully build the foundation depends entirely on your own luck." Dongfang Zimo chuckled and released several bottles of pills to increase cultivation.
"These elixirs will be helpful to your cultivation, and some of them can increase your chance of breakthrough." Dongfang Zimo was able to release so many elixirs entirely because he collected them from the monks who were killed by Qi.
, some of which he purchased.
"Brother Dongfang is so kind! I, Yunxiao, will never forget it!" Yunxiao looked at the bottles of elixirs in the air and knelt down on the ground with great gratitude, and kowtowed several times sincerely.
"Brother Yun doesn't have to be like this! If it hadn't been for Brother Yun and Brother Tang Wuxian in the past, I probably wouldn't be where I am today. It's a pity that Brother Tang Wuxian doesn't know where he is going. Does Brother Yun know his whereabouts?" Dongfang Zimo released an invisible force.
Hold up the clouds.
"Ashamedly, I have not known the whereabouts of Tang Wuxian brother for all these years. With his laid-back temperament, he must have gone to other places to visit." Yun Xiao said with some embarrassment.
Dongfang Zimo felt a little disappointed when he heard this, but this emotion was quickly covered up by him.
After chatting with Yun Xiao for several hours, Dongfang Zimo said goodbye and left.
Looking at Dongfang Zimo's leaving figure, Yunxiao sighed and left here one after another.
…
Hongfu Hong's sect, during this period, everyone in the Hong's sect was feeling depressed.
Not long ago, the original old leader of the Hong family passed away in the palace due to exhaustion of his lifespan.
In these days, the elders of the Hong family were busy preparing for the funeral, but there was an uneasy atmosphere in it, as if something big was about to happen.
At night, an old man wearing a blue robe sat on a mat, holding a bamboo slip and reading the content above tiredly.
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the old man's house. Before the old man could get up, the door was pushed open by an old man with gray hair on his temples and a soap robe.
"It turns out to be Elder Hong Ping. What's the matter with coming to my house so late?" When the old man in blue robe learned that it was this person, he said in a cold voice without emotion.
"Haha, seeing how overworked Elder Hong Qi has been recently, I specially sent a few spiritual fruits to relieve fatigue." The old man in soap robe chuckled, carrying a wooden box, and came to the old man in blue robe unceremoniously.
Upon hearing this, Hong Qi just glanced at the wooden box, ignored the other person, and continued to look at the bamboo slips in his hand.
"Elder Hong Qi doesn't want to see what's inside?" Hong Qi raised the corner of his mouth and said with a half-smile.
"It's just some spiritual fruits. If there is nothing else, Elder Hong Ping should please come back." Hong Qi showed no interest in this at all and even issued an order to expel the guests.
"Haha, don't you even want such a rare thing as honey spirit fruit?" Hong Ping looked at the other party with a mysterious face, and opened the wooden box and a strong spiritual energy came out, revealing three emerald green fists.
Fruits of different sizes come.
"Honey Spirit Fruit! You actually have this rare fruit!" Hong Qi's eyes flashed and he said with great excitement.
"Of course, you know the function of this honey spirit fruit. It can not only prolong life, but also increase one's own magic power. It is a rare treasure for Qi training monks like us." Hong Ping grinned and said proudly.
"Hmph! You brought out this kind of treasure to convince me to support you in inheriting the title of sect leader." Hong Qi put away his excitement and said with a serious expression.
"Brother Hong Qi is aware that the old sect master is dead and his descendants are mediocre and incompetent people. Rather than letting the sect decline because of this, it is better for me to lead the sect to a stage of prosperity. As long as brother Hong Qi is willing to stand by me.
On the other hand, besides these spiritual fruits, there are more benefits!" Hong Ping said with confidence and looked at the other party expectantly.
"Don't even think about it! Don't talk about this again. If I hear you say such treacherous words again, don't blame me for being ruthless." Hong Qi was furious, dropped the bamboo slip, stood up and stared at Hong Ping fiercely.
"Since Brother Hong Qi refuses to be with us, we have no choice but to temporarily wrong you." Hong Ping sighed, instead of being angry, he sneered.
"What do you mean by this?" Hong Qi felt shocked and suddenly looked out.
I saw a few familiar faces at the door. Five figures flashed and all stood behind Hong Ping and looked over coldly.
"You! As elders, do you want to rebel?" Hong Qi glanced at these familiar faces and said angrily.
"Rebellion? Brother Hong Qi, please don't slander us. We are also thinking about the power of the sect." Hong Ping said with a sinister look on his face.
Hong Qi's heart sank and he wanted to resist, but six elders took action together and was captured directly.
However, Hong Ping called two disciples and imprisoned Hong Qi in the dungeon.
"Why don't you kill him?" A middle-aged man looked at Hong Ping with a frown.
"Now is not the time. If I kill him now, it will probably cause dissatisfaction among most people, which will have some impact on me becoming the sect leader in the future." Hong Ping thought for a moment and said solemnly.
Hearing this, the other five elders nodded thoughtfully. They all thought it made sense and simply stopped asking.
Thousands of miles away from the Hong clan, a long rainbow flew across the sky.
Above a peak, Dongfang Zimo stared at the sesame-sized building in the distance with a surprised look on his face.
"The breath is so weak, could something have happened?" Dongfang Zimo withdrew his consciousness and murmured with a heavy expression.
After thinking for a moment, Dongfang Zimo escaped with light and turned into a rainbow that shot away.
…
A dark and damp room, entirely illuminated by a few rays of light projected from the window.
In a corner of the room, an old man in dirty robes had his limbs bound by iron chains, with messy talismans sticking the iron shackles everywhere.
The old man looked very weak and fell asleep with his head lowered.
But I don't know what happened outside, and there were faint sounds of panic and screams.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the iron door outside the room was bombarded by a ball of fire.
Hong Qi, whose limbs were tied, was startled and suddenly woke up and looked forward.