Chapter 392: Death in the Gold Pit (2)
When Xuan Taiyi sent the message, Xuan Xing was practicing.
Because of the title of Princess Tianwu, Xuanzhen had been celebrating wildly for several months with a group of good friends, young men and women. Under the advice of her mother, Cang Jiuer, she finally calmed down and prepared to increase her strength.
As the ninth princess who is the most favored, has the largest fiefdom, and has the most real power in the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty, Xuan Xi's training is so dull and boring.
Inside the huge hall, all kinds of furnishings are simple and elegant. In the middle of the hall, which can accommodate gatherings of tens of thousands of people, there is a large pool carved from colorful jade, which is filled with sticky pink juice and exudes a rich fragrance of flowers.
This pink juice is the essence extracted from nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of spiritual flowers and herbs. It is a top-grade body-tempering elixir.
As long as it is soaked for nothing, in theory, even a dirty old sow eating sweet potatoes on the ground can be transformed into a charming vixen by being soaked in the essence of flowers.
In particular, long-term soaking in the essence of flowers can make one's skin as white as snow, the body flexible and elastic, and like cured meat, the exotic fragrance of flowers can penetrate the bone marrow, making the body carry a strange fragrance, full of strange attraction to both the same and opposite sex.
This is the secret recipe used by the top noble ladies in the palace to compete for favor.
Compared with the benefits to the skin, figure, and physical energy, the benefits of soaking in the essence of flowers for a long time, which slowly improves the aptitude for cultivation and can temper a strong body comparable to that of a physical cultivator at the same level, are nothing.
Xuanzhen lay lazily in the huge pool, with a jade tray floating beside him. Inside, thumb-sized red "Three-Turn Great Huan Dan" with cinnabar patterns were neatly stacked into a small mountain.
From time to time, she picked up a pill and slowly put it into her mouth.
Wisps of white steam rose above his head, and Xuan's magical powers increased bit by bit.
This third-level Great Rejuvenation Pill was specially refined by Canghai Tower for the core direct descendants. It is extremely gentle and pure. It was made at great cost to force out all the poison in the pill. Each pill is tailor-made for the patient. There are no requirements for the user, no pressure, and no aftereffects after taking it.
Also in theory, even if it was an uncivilized Paramecium, as long as it could take this kind of elixir all year round, it could be raised into a Paramecium spirit of half-step heavenly realm!
Soaking in the essence of hundreds of flowers and taking the Third-Transformation Great Rejuvenation Pill, in just half a day, Xuanzhen had increased his magical powers to the level that an ordinary cultivator would need thirty years of hard practice to obtain.
And her physical strength, without any feeling, increased by about one tenth of a dragon's strength in just half a day.
Practicing in this way is really boring.
Especially this third-level Great Rejuvenation Pill… Xuan Xuan yawned and said lazily, “Remember, tell the alchemists in the building not to always use this vanilla honey flavor… They can learn from the imperial chefs in the palace. This pill should also be like the desserts made by those imperial chefs, with 3,600 flavors.”
Several senior palace maids stood beside the pool, looking at each other, unable to speak.
The recipe for the Three-Turn Great Rejuvenation Pill is tailor-made. Each recipe has been refined over and over again, and it takes several years of hard work by several alchemists to carve it out bit by bit according to a person's qualifications and talents.
Mixing 3,600 flavors?
Haha, even if all the alchemists recruited by Canghai Tower were exhausted to death, they still couldn’t do it !
At this moment, a ray of light rose from the exquisite jade bracelet with nine dancing phoenixes on Xuan Xing's wrist, and a jade ring flew out from the bracelet, followed by the angry roar of Xuan Taiyi.
Xuanzhen was stunned for a moment, shivered a bit, and then suddenly stood up from the pool.
"Master Fahai attacked Jinkeng? Well, let's not talk about whether Master Fahai would do that... Hee, if he really killed Jinkeng, it would be a pleasant thing to see. That kid has a shifty look and is quite annoying."
"It's just... hehe, an alliance between two sects?"
Xuan's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly sighed: "Master Fahai, you can't push me to the throne by yourself... Although I don't want the throne... But, I still have to fight for it."
"So, we can't really hate those old guys in the building."
"I'll have to inconvenience Master Fahai." Xuanzhen shrugged his shoulders, his eyes flashing with coldness: "Go and ask the three Qingyou sisters to come over, and tell them that I have something to talk to them about."
A palace maid steward also had a twinkling look in her eyes. She bowed to Xuanzhen and walked out quickly.
About half a cup of tea later, in a side hall not far from the palace where Xuanxuan was practicing, the three Qingyou sisters were sitting cross-legged, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and nourishing the Qinglin Sword.
The three Green Scale Swords were in the Green Scale Sword Pavilion. During the long years when the spiritual power of the Supreme Saint Heaven and Earth collapsed, it was the sword masters of one generation after another who spent their own blood, essence, and magic power to preserve the spirituality of the three Green Scale Swords with great difficulty.
The spirituality still exists, but in an environment where the spiritual power of heaven and earth is shattered, relying on the small blessed land left by the ancestors of the Qinglin Sword Pavilion, the three Qinglin swords still cannot maintain their peak condition, and their own sword energy, sword intent, etc. are still constantly dissipating.
When they arrived at Yuanlingtian, the three Qinglin swords were like three starving whales, diving back into the ocean full of krill, eating happily every day.
It has been less than a year since they came to Yuanlingtian, but the power of the three Green Scale Swords has become at least ten times stronger than when they were in Jishengtian. Especially their spirituality, which is even more agile and active. Generations of Green Scale Sword Masters have nurtured it with their own essence and blood, and the powerful spirituality left in the Green Scale Swords is constantly being stimulated .
The chief palace maid, accompanied by a dozen Black Swallow Guards, quickly came to the door of the side hall where Qingyou and the other two girls lived.
"Commander Qingyou, Her Royal Highness the Princess wants to discuss something with you sisters. It's about the establishment of the Black Swallow Guard under the names of the three commanders." The head maid lied with her eyes open and made up an excuse.
When Xuanxuan, Qingyou and the other two girls met for the first time, they hit it off immediately and had a very pleasant chat.
Xuanzhen warmly invited Qingyou and the other two girls to become members of his Black Swallow Guard and promised to build a new elite guard and put it under the command of Qingyou and the other two girls.
According to the military system of the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty, one elite guard is 30,000 accomplished cultivators, and this power is very important. Especially since the Black Swallow Guard is Xuanxuan's personal guard, it is much more special and has much greater power than ordinary troops.
The three girls of Qingyou were somewhat romantic and chivalrous, and their ancestors' notes also had similar records of serving as officials in the court. So after discussing with Lu Yi, the three girls followed Xuanzhen.
As a 'spy' who infiltrated Yuanlingtian, it seems to be a good idea to take the high-level route and gain greater power.
Hearing the shout from the head palace maid, the three Qingyou girls slowly stopped practicing, absorbing wisps of sword energy slowly. The three Qinglin swords made a 'whooshing' sound as they broke through the air, like three nimble fish, gently spinning around them.
Qingyou pressed lightly with his right hand and sucked, and the door of the side hall opened automatically without wind.
The three sisters stood up and walked slowly towards the palace entrance. Qingyou smiled and said, "Princess has a plan. Please..."
Qingyou was just about to say something polite to the head maid when suddenly, three Qinglin swords floating beside her made a clanging sound at the same time, issuing a warning to Qingyou and the other two women.
The sword is psychic and has an extremely keen sense of even the slightest malicious intent.
The head maid heard Xuanxuan's mumbling and knew that Xuanxuan had called the three girls over, and that there must be troubles, or even dangers, waiting for the three girls. Therefore, the head maid, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time and had seen countless dark things in the palace, had already arranged countless crimes for Qingyou and the other two girls, and arranged countless miserable endings.
When one has something in mind, a hint of malice will naturally arise.
The three Qingyou girls could not sense this malice, but the three Qinglin swords were spiritual swords that had participated in the last war between Jishengtian and Yuanlingtian. They were so ancient that they were almost "spiritual" beings.
As soon as this trace of malice emerged, the three green-scale swords immediately sensed it clearly and quickly issued a warning to the three women.
The sword's light rose, and strands of extremely sharp sword energy pointed directly at the chief palace maid and the dozen or so Black Swallow Guards she brought with her.
This head maid of the palace is usually arrogant.
In front of Xuanzhen, she was a harmless and docile servant leader like a cat. But in front of the palace maids and eunuchs, she was an old and pious woman who could decide life and death with a single word, and was extremely strict and stern, making people afraid.
Seeing the three blue-scaled swords locking onto her, the maid-in-chief's face changed slightly, and she subconsciously shouted, "Catch them! Three ignorant little girls, do you really think that you can become a phoenix just by clinging to His Highness's feet?"
More than a dozen Black Swallow Guards roared in unison, and the swords on their waists flew out, transforming into more than a dozen sword beams several feet long that pierced the three Qingyou women.
The three women reacted very quickly. They retreated at the same time, and several of them flashed into the bedroom. They grabbed the sword bags that they always carried with them, and smashed the back window of the bedroom with one palm. The swords turned into three green rainbows that shot straight into the sky.
Fortunately, Xuanzhen did not order the blockade of this area of the palace. She did not expect that the Qinglin Sword would be so spiritual, and her chief palace maid would be so impatient and directly mess up the matter.
Three green rainbows shot straight into the sky. Qingyou said in a cold voice, "It is recorded in our ancestors' notes that this kind of thing is basically us being framed. Someone wants to deal with us... We can't hold on. We must first go to a safe place to protect ourselves, and then make a thorough plan."
In Yuanlingtian, the only safe place the three women could find was undoubtedly the Dajinshan Temple.
Three green rainbows circled, drew a huge arc, and headed straight towards the direction of Dajinshan Temple.
Behind them, in the large palace, low alarm bells rang out, and large flocks of pitch-black swallows took off into the sky, carrying teams of Black Swallow Guards and chasing closely.
