Hu Fei clutched half of the fragment left by his master Xuan Qing, his nails almost digging into his palm. In the thirteenth year when Xuanyuanzong's spiritual energy was exhausted, the mountain-protecting formation was on the verge of collapse. The master who once held the alchemy path exhausted his cultivation to survive. Only the legendary "Nine-leaf Resurrection Mushroom" can reverse the crisis.
"Senior Brother Hu, don't go!" Junior Sister Lingxi grabbed his sleeve, her eyes were red, "The Black Wind Abyss is full of soul-devouring monsters. Even the Golden Core cultivator has gone and never returned!"
He looked at the increasingly thin spiritual light above the sect and put the only foundation-building pill into the girl's hand: "The sect is gone, where will we go?"
The moment he stepped onto the teleportation array, Hu Fei's dantian suddenly became hot - the residual scroll was actually inherited from the ancient alchemy god, and he could use his own essence and blood to ripen the elixir! But he didn't expect that on the way to find the medicine, he would not only have to fight the thousand-year-old snake demon guarding the tree, but also expose the hypocritical sect's treasure-hunting conspiracy.
When Lingxi protected him from a fatal blow, Hu Fei finally understood the true meaning of inheritance: "Use my essence and blood as a guide, use my soul as a salary, and give my Xuanyuan Sect a bright future!" The moment Nine Ye Zhi opened, the broken mountain gate glowed with golden light again, and the girl in his arms was slowly opening her eyes...
