Chapter 20

Did Feixing successfully refine the Drunken Fairy Love Flower?

The answer is no.

Did he fail?

That’s not the case.

As the crystal symbolizing the Drunken Fairy Love Flower absorbed his immortal energy, the flower-shaped engraving in the center of the crystal gradually turned red, and after the engraving changed color, the red color broke through the engraving and began to spread outward.

Finally, when another small circle of crystals outside the engraving changed color, the red color stopped spreading outward.

And no matter how much he condensed the immortal energy, the crystal stopped absorbing it.

Feixing felt that his consciousness had established a very shallow connection with the Drunken Fairy Love Flower, and at the same time realized that he could only refine a small part of it at his current level.

So -

What exactly does it have?

How much can he exert now?

The answer needs to be explored by him.

After returning to the house, Feixing began to try through the weak connection established with the Drunken Fairy Love Flower.

The love flower sensed his call and moved its petals slightly like a lazy sloth.

It obeyed his command, which was good.

But there was no target at the moment, so what would happen?

Feixing was looking forward to it.

The next moment, a red mist that he could sense and control appeared in front of him.

Hiss——

He took a breath and waved his hand to take the red mist back into his body.

This red mist obeyed his command, but——

What use could it be?

Go to the mortal world to treat impotence and impotence of men and women?

Feixing sighed and shook his head helplessly.

He still had to continue to improve his realm, refine more, and unlock new functions.

Otherwise, if there was a conflict, other people’s magic weapons would emit golden light, while his own magic weapons would emit aphrodisiacs. How could this be?

One night of practice.

Feixing tried to activate the Drunken Fairy Love Flower several times, but without exception, only red mist appeared, but the mist had a much smaller impact on him, far from the extent that it would make him lose his mind.

However, he accidentally discovered something very important.

Generally speaking, unless the immortal consciousness clearly falls on oneself, or the person who casts the immortal consciousness is very close to oneself, it is difficult for the immortal cultivator to sense the immortal consciousness of others before the supernatural power realm, and at most there is a vague feeling.

But Feixing found that he could suddenly sense the immortal consciousness of others clearly.

Although it was not extremely accurate, he could grasp the approximate coverage.

This is obviously not something that can be done by breaking through the state of mind observation.

After thinking about it, he thought that this should be the ability of the intoxicating fairy love flower in his body.

The reason why he is so sensitive to the immortal energy is also its ability?

To know more, he needs to continue to improve his realm and refine more love flowers.

The next day, Feixing knocked on Yushuang’s door several times throughout the day. He sensed that Yushuang was in the room, but Yushuang never responded.

Another day passed.

The Plum Fairy Meeting officially began.

All sects and schools went to the place called Aoxue Baodi in the center of the Plum Fairy Meeting area to gather.

Feixing didn’t see Yushuang Zhenren for two consecutive days.

Since that night, Yangchun Zhenren has never come to see him again. No one knows where he is.

But today, Feixing finally has the opportunity to see Yushuang.

He came out of the house, and the disciples of Lingsu Sword Sect had gathered downstairs, including Yushuang.

“Really...”

Feixing jumped down lightly.

Before he got close, Yushuang seemed to sense him first, and said to Danfeng, “I’ll go first,” and disappeared on the spot.

Feixing sighed slightly.

Danfeng felt that the senior sister looked a little strange, but she didn’t look angry.

She came to Feixing and asked softly:

“What did you do?”

Feixing blinked.

If you have to say it, I shouldn’t have done anything.

Frosty days are a good season, and there is no fear of cold wind hunting.

Immortals gather treasures in the mountains and fields.

The Meixian Meeting, which was held again after many years, has extremely rich rewards.

There are all kinds of elixirs, and even spiritual beasts and magic weapons are not few.

According to legend, there is even a heavenly magic weapon that Donghuang Xianmen asked Qinglian Xianmen to refine specially, so that disciples in Guanxin realm can also use it.

You should know that heavenly magic weapons are treasures that many medium-sized sects have never had.

Such a generous reward naturally makes people go all out.

The young disciples gathered here can be said to be the most vigorous buds in the cultivation world, symbolizing the future of various sects.

In a sense, the distribution of the harvest of this Meixian Conference will determine the pattern of a large number of small and medium-sized sects in Xiaoyao Sea a hundred years later.

For them, if they can cultivate a disciple who can enter the heavenly level in the Fengchu Linzi evaluation, as long as they can practice steadily for a hundred years, there is a high probability that he will be a great power in the supernatural realm, and then the sect will most likely be upgraded to a higher level.

The Aoxue Treasure Land is isolated from the sky, and only golden light can be seen shining in the clear sky.

The next moment, more than ten figures appeared in the golden light and fell gracefully in the air.

The man in the lead was tall, with dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes, white face and long beard.

He wore a blue dragon cloud crown and a phoenix robe.

He wore a red dragon angry belt and a unicorn ascending to the sky shoes.

The figures behind him were all shining with golden light, with the power to lift the sky and shake the earth!

The various sects and schools below said to the leading man in unison:

“Meet Qingfeng Jun--”

The leader of the Donghuang Immortal Sect--Qingfeng Jun came to the Meixianhui in person, and everyone below saluted respectfully.

Many disciples of small and medium sects were even more excited. This was the first time they saw him in person, and it might be the only time in their lives.

It is said that he had reached the Mahayana realm a hundred years ago, and the more than ten people behind him at this moment were all masters of the supernatural realm.

Donghuang Immortal Sect, without relying on anything else, became the leader of the righteous way by strength.

And the leader Qingfeng Jun is nominally the number one in the world.

With him in charge here, there is no need to worry about demon cultivators or other monsters secretly making trouble.

“It is a great honor for our sect to be favored by you. Today, we are able to invite you all to the Fairy Island to enjoy the plum blossoms. It is a great honor.”

Qingfeng Jun’s voice spread far and wide, sounding gentle and humble.

After Feixing came here with Lingsu Sword Sect, he had been looking for Yushuang Zhenren.

Now, while everyone was standing still while Qingfeng Jun was speaking, he finally found Yushuang in front of him.

“This Fairy Meeting has three points for the main test and seven points for the secondary test. Our sect has few people and few things, so we have prepared some rewards to entertain you. I hope you will try your best.”

As soon as the voice fell, golden light flashed, and he disappeared with everyone behind him.

The next moment, a figure suddenly walked out of the air, as if there was a canvas in the sky that had been covering him up.

It was an elderly man, dressed in fisherman’s clothes, holding a five-foot-long brush in his hand, with a white beard and a white head, but he was full of energy.

Someone in the crowd shouted:

“That’s the Taoist painter Xuan Yangzi!”

The Taoist Xuan Yangzi is a famous painter in Xiaoyaohai. He paints all living things with a brush in his hand.

He picked up the brush and painted in the air--

In front of him, the two Meishan Mountains in the distance suddenly changed. Two dots, one black and one white, appeared on each peak, like two ink marks. Then the black and white dots grew bigger and bigger, gradually turning into two rushing waterfalls falling from the top of the peak, and finally gathered at the foot of the mountain and turned into a gray river.