Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 274 Journey to the Demonic Abyss (page 12)

Demon earth water should be the main material for making demon summoning soil, but it is not possible to make demon summoning soil with only demon earth water.

After Fang Qingyuan identified the devil's water, he quickly returned to the underground cave of Huorong Island and tried to obtain more devil's water through this altar.

But after several days of testing, Fang Qingyuan discovered that the amount of devil's water produced by the altar was constant every day, only about seven or eight kilograms.

In this regard, Fang Qingyuan had a guess. This should be the devil earthworm connected to the altar, and its daily food intake was so much.

Fang Qingyuan tried to water the longevity vine with devil's earth water, but finally found that the effect was not satisfactory. The same amount of devil's water was only one-third as effective as the devil's summoning soil.

However, Fang Qingyuan could not find any more Demon Summoning Soil for the time being, so he had to use Demon Earth Water instead.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan temporarily settled in this underground cave, capturing surrounding spiritual beasts and sea beasts in the sea every day to collect the water from the devil.

For this reason, he placed the iron-seeking rats around the cave to act as his own guards and to block the monks who accidentally broke in to explore.

Half a year passed by in a flash. During this period, Fang Qingyuan returned to Jinli Island from time to time and showed up several times.

Seeing that it was the end of another year, Fang Qingyuan thought of the agreement that Xiqibao proposed last year to trade blood longevity pills, and his heart was touched.

After taking out the token token given by Xiqibao from the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan felt that Xiao Moyuan still had to make a trip.

Originally, Fang Qingyuan wanted Tuobaye to go on his behalf, but as fate had it, Tuobaye died and there was no one around him.

Thinking of Tuoba Ye, Fang Qingyuan sighed. He was not happy with the loss of the capable subordinate he had finally cultivated.

But now that he was asked to train another one, he no longer had the intention.

It has been seven years since we came out of southern Xinjiang, and the war of pioneering has been fought for two years. According to convention, a war of pioneering usually lasts seven or eight years, and it is ten years too long. Anyway, it will not exceed ten years.

He was fully prepared, and he still had five or six years to go back, but he didn't know what happened to Jiang Kui and Zhang Yuan.

Thinking of his old friends in southern Xinjiang, Fang Qingyuan suddenly felt that he was very lonely. He was wandering alone in the outer sea, hiding his identity and wearing a mask every day. This feeling was not very pleasant.

Shaking his head and dispersing his thoughts, Fang Qingyuan stood up and walked outside. He was going to Xiaomoyuan to meet Xiqibao.

Little Demonic Abyss is located in the far west of the outer sea, and the distance from Tiefeng Island is hundreds of thousands of miles. If you fly this distance by yourself, there will be many dangers along the way.

So the best way is to take the teleportation array.

After a slight dizziness, Fang Qingyuan came to a teleportation hall. Fang Qingyuan slowly observed the surroundings calmly and found that compared with other teleportation halls, there was nothing special about this place.

Fang Qingyuan came here by teleportation array from Wuzhi Peak Black Market. Xiao Moyuan's teleportation array was only connected to various black markets. Teleportation arrays like Tiefeng Island had no direct connection with it.

A few breaths later, a monk in black clothes and robes appeared at the door. Fang Qingyuan sensed his cultivation and was slightly surprised.

He is actually a late-stage foundation-building monk. Is this kind of existence just a waiter?

"Guest, please show me your token."

The black-robed waiter's tone was cold and he was not polite to Fang Qingyuan.

Fang Qingyuan silently took out the token given by Xiqibao and showed it to the other party.

The black-robed waiter took the token, checked it, and threw it back into Fang Qingyuan's hand, then turned around and said:

"Guest, please come with me. There are many dangers under the Demonic Abyss. You must not walk around at will."

Seeing that the waiter simply left, Fang Qingyuan followed closely. After leaving the teleportation hall, Fang Qingyuan found that under the little devil's abyss, it looked like a dark prison in the world.

After walking through several passages and passing through many rooms, the smells coming from them made Fang Qingyuan secretly palpitate.

There should be many powerful creatures living in this room. In the Little Demon Abyss, human monks do not completely occupy the mainstream, and there are also quite a few non-human and ghost existences.

Following the black-robed waiter, Fang Qingyuan walked for half a quarter of an hour, and finally he came to an ordinary room door and stopped.

"Lord Xiqibao, are you there?"

Listening to the black-robed waiter's question, a rustling sound suddenly came from the door, and then the tired voice of Xiqibao:

"What's the matter?"

"There is a monk holding your token and saying he has an appointment with you."

"Indeed, please invite him over."

The black-robed waiter stepped aside and motioned for Fang Qingyuan to come forward. Looking at the ordinary wooden door, Fang Qingyuan hesitated slightly.

But now that it's here, the deal still has to go ahead.

So Fang Qingyuan stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door, and a bright light flashed in front of him.

Compared to the darkness outside the door, there was plenty of light inside, as if it was the light of the sun, and the situation behind the door was beyond Fang Qingyuan's expectation.

Gardens, nurseries, thatched cottages, and flying butterflies.

This scene, which is like a spring outing, has no connection with the devil's abyss thousands of feet below.

Fang Qingyuan's consciousness was slightly explored and he found that these were real scenes and there was no falsehood at all.

Xiqibao came out of the thatched house and showed a warm smile after seeing Fang Qingyuan:

"My little friend really trusts people. I thought that my little friend wasn't coming. I was just about to go out to look for you?"

Xiqibao was smiling, but the meaning behind his words made Fang Qingyuan feel a little unhappy.

Even a fool can hear the threat in these words. It is probably because he is pinching him a little bit, and Xiqibao wants to slap himself.

But since Xiqibao was a major cultivator of the golden elixir, he had the confidence to say so, so Fang Qingyuan had to pretend that he didn't hear it.

Taking out ten bottles of blood longevity pills, Fang Qingyuan placed them in front of Xiqi Bao. These pills had been refined by the bee mother for more than a year, totaling thirty-two bottles. Fang Qingyuan had not sold even one bottle.

Xiqibao checked all the blood longevity pills, and then flipped through them. These pills had disappeared. Then Xiqibao said:

"The elixir is good, do you want the Demon Summoning Earth or the Spiritual Stone?"

Ten bottles of Blood Life Pill can be purchased for 2,000 high-grade spiritual stones, or demon-summoning soil of equivalent value. Fang Qingyuan desires the magic-summoning soil more than collecting spiritual stones.

Fang Qingyuan was just about to say that he wanted to summon the demon soil, but when the words came to his lips, his heart moved.

As a Golden Core cultivator, Xiqibao seemed to have a high status in Little Demon Abyss. At this moment, Fang Qingyuan suddenly thought of his various deeds since arriving at Tiefeng Islands, and had an idea in his mind.

Is there any connection between the rapid rise of Zhao Eulian, the Demon Cult on Huorong Island, the altar, the Demon Earth Dead Water, and the ruins of the Demon Summoning Earth?

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan tried to ask:

"Senior Xiqi, I would like to ask you a few questions. Please answer them. Of course, the information is valuable. You can use this blood longevity pill to pay for it."

A smile appeared on Xiqibao's lips, he looked at Fang Qingyuan and nodded slowly.

When Fang Qingyuan saw this, he came up and asked a question:

"In the past few decades, has the amount of Demon Summoning Soil in Xiaomoyuan increased or decreased?"

Xiqibao's expression suddenly became cautious. He didn't expect Fang Qingyuan to ask such a question. He thought Fang Qingyuan would ask about the magic weapon or the practice of magic weapon.