MTL - Mysterious World: I Live Forever By Hanging Up My Phone!-Chapter 468 The Green South Sect of Huoyun Island, the first-grade golden elixir! 【Subscribe

  Chapter 468 Huoyun Island Qingnanzong, First Grade Golden Elixir! 【Subscribe】

  Fire Cloud Island

  Located 500 miles southeast of Zixiao Holy Land, it covers an area of ​​about 4,000 to 5,000 square kilometers, within which there is a large fairy city and thirteen subsidiary islands.

  Huoyunzong has been operating here for a thousand years!

   There are more than one million casual cultivators in the Immortal City, and tens of millions of mortals of all kinds. They can be regarded as a relatively good one among the first-class forces, but it is a pity that they have already made wedding dresses for others.

   On the continuous mountain peaks on the east side of the island, countless palaces are built in a patchwork pattern, and there are also a large number of flying boats docked around the island, making this place look like a fairyland.

   "What a fairy land!" Wei Han smiled with satisfaction.

  He stepped on the shuttle with his hands behind his back and landed directly in front of the formation of the mountain gate.

  A team of patrolling disciples of the Qingnan Sect hurried forward to stop them. One of the foundation-building monks frowned and scolded: "Stop, this is the important place of the Qingnan Sect's mountain gate. Who are you?"

   Wei Han frowned slightly and hasn't explained yet!

  An exclamation sounded from another patrol team: "Holy Son?"

   "Well, it's me!"

   Wei Han nodded and looked at the person who spoke.

   This seems to be an inner sect disciple of Changsheng Valley. He looks familiar. At this moment, the other party looks excited, and he has obviously recognized him.

   "The Holy Son has not returned for many years, it is normal for someone not to know you, I will guide you!"

  Under the amazed gaze of the rest of the patrol team!

   Wei Han easily entered the formation, and went straight to Changsheng Peak under the leadership of the disciple.

  The mountain gate of Qingnanzong is more than ten times larger than the previous Changsheng Valley mountain gate. The thirteen peaks inside the gate are not isolated dwarf peaks, but giant dragon-shaped peaks crawling on the ground.

   "Is this the spiritual pulse?"

   Wei Han gasped, and suddenly realized that these mountains are unusual!

  The concentration of aura in the mountain gate is also frighteningly high, not much more terrifying than the mountain gate of the Zixiao Holy Land, right?

  Thinking that all the major sects took away their spiritual veins when they migrated, and they were all placed here in the end, he couldn't help but look weird again in his heart.

   A sect has more than a dozen fourth-order spirit veins gathered together. What kind of arrogant sect is this?

   No wonder Lu Yuanheng said that the Qingnan Sect was jointly founded by various sects, and the background is quite good under the sharing of resources. Is this more than good? What a local tyrant!

   "Holy Son, our Changsheng Peak is this one, please!"

"Um!"

   Wei Han nodded and landed on the third mountain range.

  Innumerable palaces have already been built in this stretch of several miles of mountains, and the inner and outer gate areas are also separated. There are about 70,000 to 80,000 disciples living there. It can be seen that Qingnanzong has absorbed a lot of fresh blood in the past three years.

   Wei Han's return quickly caused a sensation!

  He casually walked on the bluestone road in the mountains.

  Although the new disciples did not know his identity, all the disciples who migrated with the ancestor Mu Yuebai all respected him, so when he was recognized, there were strange sights all over the mountain road along the way.

   One foundation building stage after another and even some monks who have just stepped into the golden core stage!

  All stood respectfully on both sides of the mountain road, bowed with respect on their faces: "Meet the Holy Son!"

   "Holy Son? Does our sect have a Holy Son?"

   "Hush! This is the holy son of Changsheng Valley before, and now Qingnanzong has no holy son!"

   "This man is actually the Holy Son, no wonder so many people respect him so much."

  The rookie disciples were discussing in low voices.

   Wei Han nodded kindly to everyone.

  When they walked to the main hall on the top of the mountain, they saw the ancestor Mu Yuebai, the master Yu Qingyan, the former suzerain Xia Qingsong, elder Biyun, Lu'er Xu Youran and a group of people waiting here.

   Seeing him come back, everyone looked different!

  Master Ancestor Mu Yue Baiyu Master Yu Qingyan couldn't wait to glance at him with his divine sense, as if he wished to see all his details at once.

  If other people dare to be so presumptuous, Wei Han will definitely be angry!

   After all, it is absolutely taboo and provocative to spy on a cultivator in such a big way.

  However, he just laughed off how presumptuous the two old men were. Anyway, ordinary people really can't see through his details, even the ancestor Mu Yuebai can't see the details of Tiandao Jindan.

   "Greetings to the master, respect to the master!" Wei Han bowed and said, "It's a great luck for this disciple to make a breakthrough, and he finally lived up to the great expectations of the master when he returns this time!"

   "First Grade Golden Elixir?" Mu Yuebai asked in a deep voice.

"yes!"

  Wei Han admits it frankly!

  He spent so many ten thousand years of auxiliary materials, what happened to claiming a first-grade golden elixir? Not too much!

  Although first-grade golden elixir is rare, Wan Xinghai has too many peerless geniuses, so it is not too eye-catching and dazzling. It can only be said that it is worthy of his status.

   "Okay, okay!"

   "Hahaha, good boy, good job!"

  The two old men were suddenly excited.

  Elder Biyun and Xia Qingsong also looked envious.

  Although first-grade golden pills are nothing in Wan Xinghai, among the group of people from Qingnan County, first-grade golden pills are definitely very rare, and it is difficult to find one in a hundred years.

  Look at the entire Qingnan sect!

  I’m afraid that in the past, only a few first-rank golden elixir seedlings could emerge in Qiantian Holy Land. Second-rank and third-rank seedlings are the norm in other sects, and first-rank is really very difficult to appear.

   Now that Wei Han has successfully broken through to the first rank, everyone's hearts are naturally complicated.

  Some people are happy, some are envious, some are unhappy, and naturally some are hostile.

"Okay, let's leave!" Grandmaster Mu Yuebai looked around and said solemnly: "Now that the sects have merged, Wei Han is no longer the Holy Son of the Longevity Valley, but he has condensed into a first-grade golden elixir. You know what it means for us Changsheng Peak, don't let me find out who is doing things behind the scenes, understand?"

"yes!"

  Xia Qingsong was the first to agree.

  Smart as he is, he naturally understands the meaning of the master!

   "Let's go!"

  Master Zu Mu Yuebai coughed softly and walked towards the back hill.

  Wei Han nodded towards Lu'er and Xu Youran, turned around and followed his ancestor to the back mountain. He knew that the old man must have something to say, and he happened to have many questions that needed to be answered urgently.

   Besides, I just glanced at it just now!

  He discovered that Lu'er had already reached the half-step Golden Core stage, and could step into the Golden Core stage at any time. Obviously, it is not without a little progress in the past three years.

  As for Xu Youran, who has also broken through to the foundation-building stage, she exudes an aura that even he can't see through. It can be seen that there are no small opportunities in these years!

  The development of Zongmen is thriving!

  I also successfully broke through to the golden core stage!

  Everything should have been a happy event, but Wei Han inexplicably sensed that something was wrong in the Qingnan Sect. He looked at the stooped appearance of his master who was walking and coughing lightly, and he couldn't help frowning secretly.

How is this going?

  Why did Master warn everyone just now?

  Is he keeping everyone secret?

  With all kinds of doubts in his mind, Wei Han walked into the back mountain together with his master and master, and stopped in a small courtyard in a bamboo forest.

  (end of this chapter)