Chapter Fifty-Three: Qing Zu

  Demon Castle

  No misty veil of immortals, no ancient springs of spirits, only endless blood color.

  Bei Cheng and Qi Tian were led into a blood-red grand hall called Sheng Ling Fang. In the side hall, they sat down.

  Several ordinary girls were summoned to offer spiritual tea, and the middle-aged Taoist apologized and retreated first.

  "Junior brother, you said that the sect suddenly stopped the Nine Peaks minor competition and instead sent us here. What's going on? I feel like there's something mysterious about this, as if something big is about to happen."

  Qitian shook his head and said: "This demon prison has too many variables, perhaps after half a year, we will know, but it shouldn't be because of that Dongshan King."

  Yun Fei nodded after a moment of contemplation, "Not bad, the demon tribe's king must be at least at the Bone Replacement Realm. My Qingyun Sect is not without elders at this realm, and even our sect leader can resist him."

  Two people were talking, an old Taoist stepped in, the old Taoist wore a brocade Taoist robe, with a red glow on his face, he looked at Qi Tian and the other person from afar and smiled: "It turns out that you two are high-ranking disciples of Qingyun Sect, this old man is a loose cultivator, there is much negligence, please forgive us."

  Qitian and the other person stood up and exchanged greetings. Here, they suddenly felt a lot of people's eyes on them.

  "Two of you have come to our Holy Spirit Lane to cut stones, it seems that you've found the right place. Although our Holy Spirit Lane is not big, there are many good stones here. In the past, someone even cut out a Holy Spirit Stone."

  "Holy Spirit Stone! This is indeed true!"

  His body suddenly shook, and he said in a deep voice, no wonder, the Sacred Spirit Stone is really important to him, it may be related to his future cultivation, if there is a piece of Sacred Spirit Stone, his future cultivation will be much smoother.

  "Naturally, there is also a trace left behind by that great figure in Sheng Ling Fang. Don't believe it? The two of you can follow me to take a look."

  The way of great men!

  Qitian and the other person's hearts moved at the same time, as the old Daoist left the side hall. The Shengling Fang was actually not very big, apart from a main hall and a side hall, there were no other buildings.

  After entering the main hall, a majestic and ancient aura began to spread, and the thick bloody air invaded his heart and lungs, making Qi Tian's eyes shine brightly.

  Yun Fei swept his gaze over the blood-colored stones piled up in the main hall, and his eyes gleamed with an unusual light as he said: "Indeed, these are ancient stones that have gone through countless years, at least tens of thousands of years old. Such a bloody aura is probably a kind of blood evil spirit, which can only be found in the demonic prison."

  The old man suddenly smiled and said: "How about it? I didn't lie, did I? We loose cultivators also have good things."

  On the other side, Qitian's heart moved slightly as he opened his mouth and said: "I wonder where that great figure's Dao mark is?"

  "Hehe, two little friends this way, please!"

  The old way led the two people around a pile of companion spirit ore, and in one corner of the temple wall, there was a gray stone monument.

  The stone monument is not tall, only four feet high, with an ancient aura circulating on its surface. The stone body is cracked, and the monument bears two large characters.

  Ancestor!

  At this moment, Zitian felt that the whole person was trapped in a ancient land, a young man walked among them. The young man wore a green shirt and had a majestic appearance. Every step he took, the sun and moon followed him, and the stars and rivers turned around him, but they couldn't hide his heroic posture. He flipped his palm down, and an ancient mountain was shattered, the river was cut off, and the earth fire surged up.

  Two people fell into it, the old Taoist laughed wildly in his heart. After all, they were two children, and Qingyun Sect was nothing. In the end, they still had to be shocked by the old Taoist. Looking at these two, they were both 16th generation disciples, and their family background was not ordinary. Haha, what a big deal!

  "Boundless Way Ancestor!"

  The old man hummed a low note, and it wasn't until then that the two of them finally came to from their trance in front of the stone tablet.

  Yun Fei was shocked and inexplicable, saying: "It's actually the Green Ancestor! How is this possible? There are actually traces of the Green Ancestor left here!"

  Qitian was also shocked, Qingzu, he occasionally glanced at the Jianfeng Cangjing Pavilion, knowing a little about this Qingzu, who is the demon ancestor of the ancient times, with a combat power that shocks heaven and earth, can contend with Daozu, is a rare demon ancestor giant in ten thousand years, covering the world's demon.

  The legend of Qingzu is too numerous, no one knows his true form as a demon, even Qitian only caught a glimpse of it, and saw many legends. Such an ancient figure who has been sleeping for so long actually left his mark in this Holy Spirit Street, could it be that he really cut out the Holy Spirit Stone here?!

  "Both of you, the companion spirit mines here are all good quality, excavated from the ancient spiritual veins of the Devil's Abyss. Some spiritual masters often come and go, if it weren't for Old Man Mo having a predestined relationship with both of you, I wouldn't have accepted this."

  After a moment of contemplation, Yun Fei said: "I don't know how many spirit stones it will take."

  The old man burst out laughing in his heart, but his face remained calm and unruffled. He said, "Ten pieces of low-grade spirit stones, this is a concession made in consideration of Old Man Mu's face, it cannot be lowered any further."

  Ten pieces of low-grade spirit stone!

  Sixteenth generation disciple of Qingyun Sect, without any opportunity, in five months, can also get so much.

  With a grit of his teeth, Yun Fei's sword pointed and swung, and ten pieces of lower-grade earth spirit stones and ten pieces of lower-grade golden spirit stones fell to the ground instantly. In an instant, he stopped Qi Tian who wanted to move, saying: "Younger brother, your spirit stones cannot be moved, you must ensure your cultivation."

  As it happens, Qitian is left with only one piece of medium-grade spirit stone, and the spiritual energy within has also been depleted by more than 70%, barely enough to be considered equivalent to thirty pieces of low-grade spirit stones.

  However, the Innate Sword Body wants to cultivate, after entering the Sword Fetus Realm, it can only absorb spiritual stones and heavenly spiritual energy. The purity of these is already unable to satisfy the needs of the sword body. Until there is further progress, even low-grade spiritual stones will likely be unable to sustain cultivation.

  No need to be polite, Qitian stopped in his tracks, and the old man smiled: "Won't you two young friends buy a few more?"

  Yun Fei shook his head and said, "The spiritual stone is scarce, let's try it first. If we're lucky today, trying again won't hurt."

  "Let those two carry the stones."

  The old man rolled up his sleeves and picked up the spiritual stone on the ground, then retreated to one side.

  Two people walked to the side of the stone pile, this pile of congenital spiritual ore was uneven in size, the larger ones were as big as several millstones, and the smaller ones were only half the size of a person's head. However, each piece was extremely ancient, with a bloody aura lingering around it, as if it had been soaked in blood plasma.

  Yun Fei started picking stones, he had browsed through many records of spiritual stones in the Zang Jing Pavilion, his technique was somewhat old-fashioned. At the same time, Qi Tian noticed that the old man's expression was a bit strange, but where the strangeness lay, he couldn't quite put into words.

  Without moving a muscle, Qi Tian released the pre-heavenly sword energy from his dantian and qihai. A bean-sized sword embryo shone like gold and jade, resplendent and flawless. Strand after strand of substantial pre-heavenly sword energy emerged.

  Buzz——

  A sword hum rose in the air, the sword hum was high-pitched, like a dragon's roar shaking the nine heavens, Qi Tian's heart skipped a beat, and indeed there was a spiritual stone!

  Unconsciously, Qitian walked among several piles of blood stones and finally saw a piece of blood stone in a corner. This was probably the smallest companion spirit mine in Shengling Square, almost smaller than half a human head. The texture of the stone was chaotic, with cracks all over it, as if it would shatter at any moment.

  He didn't rush to pick up the spiritual ore, and after sensing it for a moment, Qitian was slightly stunned.

  It's gone!

  Could it be that the Innate Sword Qi is unable to sense these ancient spirit mines from the Demon Prison?

  After walking for a moment, Qitian found another piece. This piece of Ling ore was almost cut in half, and the stone pattern was scattered all over the place. A sword mark swept across it, but it didn't encounter any obstruction from the stone pattern, and directly penetrated into it.

  Really no!

  A faint chill gleamed in his eyes, and at this moment, Qi Tian seemed to have understood.

  It's all about fate; it's clear that they're just looking for a quick profit from these newcomers to the Demon City.

  Without a word, he turned around and casually picked up the bloodstone that was less than half the size of a human head and walked to Cloud's side. At this moment, Cloud had already chosen a bloodstone that was as big as two millstones. The stone pattern on this bloodstone was neat and tidy, and it faintly outlined an eight trigrams seal. The blood light was extremely pure and was caught by Cloud at a glance.

  "Senior brother, why don't you let me choose the second piece?"

  Yun Fei was taken aback, looking at the bloodstone with chaotic stone patterns in Qi Tian's hand, hesitating for a moment before smiling and saying: "Good!"

  On the other side, Lao Dao had been watching all along. At this moment, he saw that Qi Tian took out a piece of almost shattered rotten stone, and his heart almost burst into laughter. At this time, he was really certain that these two people were completely ignorant about spiritual mines.

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