Natural fairy species

"Then this one. I remember that the longest lease of the store in Fangshi is 100 years? Then sign it for 100 years, and I will have someone send the spirit stone to Fangshi later."

Bai Zichen cut through the mess with a sharp knife, and said very quickly.

"Patriarch, you go find the descendants of Brother Ying, and cultivate him for three generations in the clan... As long as there are children with spiritual roots among the descendants, the proceeds from the store will be transferred to him for his cultivation. If there are descendants with spiritual roots, forget it, just take the shop back to the clan."

"Good, the spirit stones for the rental store can be purchased from within the clan."

The hundred-year-old shop in the core area of ​​Fangshi is like a hen that lays golden eggs. Bai Xianzhong's eyes straightened when he heard this.

"No, just rent it in my name. The Bai family can't stop people who are jealous of a 100-year lease... The family only needs to take care of that shop. I don't want to see the descendants of Brother Ying show up." Any accidents, or things where the whereabouts of the spirit stones are unknown."

The lease of the store is under Bai Zichen's name, which can deter those who are jealous of the interests of the store in Fangfang City.

You must know that the current leases of the shops are mainly ten or twenty years, so that it is convenient for Qingfengmen to adjust the price at any time.

Another one, let those who want to eat their own homes weigh it before doing it.

This is a store under his name, and he only donated the proceeds from the spirit stones to Baiying's descendants. If you want to do it, you'd better think about whether it can withstand the anger of a future immortal.

"Tomorrow, I will bring the descendant of Baiying into the clan, and take care of them growing up under my nose."

Bai Xianzhong looked at Bai Zichen's meaningful gaze, shuddered, and said immediately.

The whole Bai family is quite harmonious, not divided into several branches like some immortal cultivating families, tearing their faces apart for a little cultivation resources.

But it is impossible to say that brothers and sisters are respectful and humble.

A Fangshi store that can be passed down for a hundred years, as long as the Qingfeng Gate does not collapse, its value will only increase.

Big profits are tempting, but there is no guarantee that no one will be blinded by profit and take risks.

"Patriarch, I want to pay homage to the ancestral hall."

After everything was arranged properly, Bai Zichen made this request.

"It should be, it should be... The Bai family can produce such a talent, it is time to comfort the ancestors."

Bai Xianzhong dismissed the group of people, and led Bai Zichen to the back hall of the main hall, and walked through the long corridor.

"By the way, why didn't I see Bai Wei... Could it be that he was also involved in the days when the Ghost Spirit Gate invaded?"

Because of Fatty Bai's matter, Bai Zichen thought of Bai Wei.

When they tested the double spirit root aptitude with the Bai Ling siblings, they were regarded as the future foundation-building seeds of the Bai family.

As long as you don't die halfway, no matter what, it's time to refine qi and achieve great consummation.

"Hey, this son's heart is extreme, and he is on the tip of his horn... You must think that the family is biased and secretly bestowed on you the treasure to cultivate so quickly."

Bai Xianzhong shook his head helplessly, as if he didn't want to mention it.

"Cultivation has stagnated, and he almost went mad. The key has affected Bai Ling. She used the resources provided by the family to exchange for various pills in order to help Bai Wei up."

"Fortunately, I found out that the progress of Bai Ling's practice was not right when I went out of customs. I stayed in the eighth level of Qi Refining for seven or eight years... After digging deeper, I found out about this."

"Bai Wei has been confined inside the house, and he is not allowed to go out."

A clansman who was angry with the most outstanding monk in the history of the Bai family and almost ruined the future of another foundation-building monk in the Bai family, Bai Xianzhong only grounded him was already magnanimous, and at the same time he considered the relationship between Bai Ling's feelings.

"Pity."

Bai Zichen said calmly, and walked across the long corridor filled with candles as thick as a forearm.

It is simple to say, but there are few people who can do it.

But like Bai Wei, he went astray, believing that everyone around him owed him, and that he was not as good as Bai Zichen because of unfair treatment. This is already a major flaw in his character.

As for Bai Wei, after several decades, Bai Zichen will be a real person who has lived for 500 years, and Bai Wei is nothing more than a handful of loess.

Who cares about this.

"When we evacuated Hanxiu Peak, we took the spirit card away, and rebuilt the ancestral hall at the original site after returning..."

Bai Xianzhong stood in front of a heavy door, the inside was dark and deep, only a few candles flickered.

"I'm waiting outside, you go in and worship yourself."

Bai Zichen walked into the ancestral hall without saying a word, and offered a stick of incense to the ancestors.

Then he stood in front of the unnamed tablet of the ancestor of the Bai family, and countless thoughts turned in his heart.

It's no wonder that in the ancestral hall of the Bai family, only the tablet of the ancestor is blank, not even the name left.

It's no wonder that the foundation-building and immortal-cultivating family in the Bai family district has the secret of second-level flying sword refining and the inheritance of talisman treasures.

It's no wonder that only the children of the Bai family have the ability to make Lingzhi mutate and advance in the Yimu Qingshenshu. Others cast it is the most common auxiliary spell for Lingzhi.

"Old ancestor, why didn't you leave a few words, so that future generations can learn more about the inside story of the Ichthyosaur Sect's demise..."

Combined with the information from Youlongmen, it can be clearly deduced that the ancestor of the Bai family was one of the few disciples who were sent out before the Yulongzong was destroyed.

These disciples each carried part of the inheritance of the Yulongzong, far away from the open sea, and scattered to four places inland.

The ancestors of the Bai family carried the most important blood of the holy beast, and they ran the farthest, and they didn't stop until they reached Heishan in the extreme north.

And spread branches and leaves in the Heishan Mountains, and there is the Mozhubai clan.

"Since the old ancestor can be awarded the blood essence of the holy beast, he must be the core and most valued disciple of the Yulongzong... Even if the goal of the Nascent Soul seed in the alchemy stage is too big, he is afraid of being targeted by the Dragon Lord and others. It should be very simple to be a core disciple with a complete foundation establishment."

Bai Zichen thought to himself, as a bystander hundreds of years later, he has too little information.

After careful consideration, I found many inconsistencies and unreasonable places.

It is certain that the ancestor Bai Muxing's practice stopped at the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he would sit down at the age of two hundred or so.

There is no possibility of feigning death to hide from the world.

Would the Fish Dragon Sect really rest assured that such an important treasure as the blood of the holy beast would be handed over to a Foundation Establishment disciple who looked mediocre and had little hope of forming an alchemy?

Moreover, the exercises practiced by the children of the Bai family are all very common. Except for the secrets of sword refining, there are no top-level exercises of the Yulong sect, such as the Dragon Transformation Sutra that directly points to the realm of Yuanying and has powerful mana.

"Is it because the ancestors did not obtain the top-level inheritance of the exercises, or they were worried that future generations would be implicated, so they concealed the part about the Yulong sect's exercises..."

The Yulong sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and it is a sect located in the outer seas. Bai Zichen does not believe that they have not made a plan for the catastrophe of severing the orthodoxy.

There must be all kinds of backhands.

It's just that the strength of the monster clan that attacked back then exceeded expectations, and the internal response to destroy the formation made many methods fail to be used.

Gun Gun, who had been lying quietly on Bai Zichen's shoulder, suddenly screamed excitedly, creaking.

The emotions conveyed through the spirit beast contract are extreme fear and panic, as if encountering a natural nemesis, or the suppression brought from the source of the blood.

"What's going on, take your time... don't get excited."

Bai Zichen comforted Rolling, hugged him in his arms and stroked his hair, his body twitched, extremely scared.

"Under the ancestral hall, is there a terrifying and irresistible aura?"

The spiritual intelligence of the first-order peak spirit beast is limited, but fortunately, it is a spirit beast connected by a contract, and it takes a lot of effort to vaguely feel its meaning.

Bai Zichen's spiritual consciousness came out, centered on the ancestral hall, and he reached his limit without discovering anything.

The spiritual consciousness penetrated into the ground, affected by the spiritual veins, mineral materials, and soil. Originally, there was a range of 360 feet of spiritual consciousness, but it is not bad to be able to penetrate 200 feet underground.

"Gun Gun has the ability to detect treasures because he has the blood of other monsters and is extremely sensitive to spiritual energy... Could it be that he was so panicked because he sensed the breath two hundred meters away from the ground?"

Bai Zichen patted Rolling's back, and the little thing shrank into a ball in fright, making a mouse-like cry.

Who could have imagined that this is a fierce and aggressive Tai Chi bear.

"With a distance of hundreds of feet, just a ray of breath can scare Gun Gun into this state... But the little guy's sensory ability is really extraordinary, even if he is related as a monster, a normal second-order monster must not be like this." ability."

Bai Zichen's heart beat a little faster, trying his best to calm himself down by thinking about other things, and don't let his emotions appear on the surface.

Hidden hundreds of feet deep in the ground of the ancestral hall, a ray of breath so far apart can make one's spirit beast limp, without the power to resist...

The things hidden in the ground are either the drop of holy beast blood, or at least the treasures related to it.

He doesn't know the specific division among the monster clan, but to be called a holy beast, even a drop of blood essence will make the top monster Dragon King among the fourth-order monsters be sure to win, and he will not hesitate to summon the monster clan army to destroy it. The Ichthyosaur Sect is at least a fifth-order monster, and it is very likely that there will be more than one.

Such a drop of blood essence already contains infinite energy, beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.

Although he didn't know its function, it was equivalent to a spiritual object above the fifth level hidden hundreds of feet underground in the family ancestral hall, which gave him the urge to dig the ground now and collect the blood of the holy beast.

"Excavating the ancestral hall is easy, just convince the clansmen and spend more manpower and time... But once the blood of the holy beast is hidden underneath, it seems impossible for so many clansmen to keep a secret. People know that I have harvested a great treasure."

Bai Zichen paced back and forth, countless thoughts popped up in his mind, and he pressed them down again.

"With the level of the blood of the holy beast, once it shows up, it can at least show the aura of a fifth-level spiritual creature, or even higher...Can I keep it?"

The ancestor Bai Muxing hid the essence and blood of the holy beast underground for hundreds of years, but no one discovered it.

If he hadn't come to visit the ancestral hall today and happened to be carrying Gun Gun, he wouldn't have found the vision either.

It is estimated that only Daoist Jiedan can feel the strangeness of the underground if he stands here and runs his spiritual consciousness with all his strength.

"Perhaps the idea of ​​the ancestors is that only when there are alchemy cultivators among the descendants of the Bai family, can they be qualified to know the secrets of the Yulong sect back then? Without this level of cultivation, knowing the ins and outs, nothing can be done."

A moment later, Bai Zichen looked as usual, bowed to the ancestral tablet again, turned and left.

Since the blood essence of the holy beast has been safely hidden in the ground of the ancestral hall for hundreds of years, let it stay for another few decades.

After he formed the alchemy, it was time to unleash the blood essence of the holy beast underground.