In the past few years in the real world, countless years have passed in the world of the Silkworm Transformation, and when Ye Zhiqiu came to Wudang again, he became the ancestor of Wudang.

Even those white-haired elders have to call Ye Zhiqiu a patriarch when they see Ye Zhiqiu now.

Ye Zhiqiu did not live up to the name of the ancestor they called, and passed down many spells here, and the swordsmanship of the disciples of Wudang could also make them suddenly realize and enter the realm deeper between casual guidance.

It's just that there are no more familiar people here, and Ye Zhiqiu can even sense that some disciples have other thoughts.

Such as the secret of immortality.

In their eyes, this patriarch is like a legendary figure who has lived for countless years, but this patriarch still maintains the appearance of his youth, could it be that his own ancestor has found the method of immortality?

The ancestor can get it, as the disciples and grandchildren of the ancestor, wouldn't it be too unjust if they were so old, so when the current Wudang disciples passed from worshiping Ye Zhiqiu's thoughts, some disciples wanted to ask the ancestor to have mercy on the poor disciples and give them the method of cultivating immortals.

Ye Zhiqiu understands this kind of thinking very well, this is the same as when he suddenly won a jackpot of 100 million, and then all his relatives who had never been in contact with him before came to the set, almost hoping to send a few million, so that he would not have to struggle in the future.

But Ye Zhiqiu himself does not have a complete method of cultivating immortals, what he can pass on can be the method of cultivating Qi under one person. This method can also cultivate supernatural powers, but as for the extension of lifespan, it does not play a big role.

Rao is like this, when Ye Zhiqiu passed down the practice of Qi method, all the disciples of Wudang were boiling, thinking that the years of cultivating immortals were about to begin.

Of course, Ye Zhiqiu also said that if you want to cultivate immortals, you can't do it without qualifications, if you can't practice your own Qilai, it's better to practice martial arts and wait for a hundred years later.

That's fate.

Ye Zhiqiu has always had a deep affection for Wudang, but that's all he can do.

"So, next, I'll put you in Wudang?"

When Ye Zhiqiu dealt with these mundane things, he looked at the little phoenix.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't plan to kill the little phoenix, he planned to raise this guy and bleed every once in a while. Doing so, although it will harm the growth of the little phoenix, is already the best choice.

It's okay to think of the little phoenix as a cow, but what Ye Zhiqiu needs is the blood of the little phoenix.

"Phoenix's Blood ......"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't have the habit of alchemy, and he didn't have the equipment to study here, so he thought about it, and directly shone on a few drops of phoenix blood with the power of light and absorbed it into his body.

He sat cross-legged and began to feel his state.

There wasn't much discomfort, but when he used the eye of heaven to observe himself, he found that the power of light in his body was getting richer and richer, more intense than ever before, it seemed that it was the blood of the phoenix that inspired the physique of his Great Sun God Body, and it seemed that his own physique expressed serious protest against the invasion of other bloodline genes, and decided to eliminate this kind of thing.

Ye Zhiqiu's body was radiant, but he still didn't have any discomfort, when a few hours later, he looked at his body with heavenly eyes, and found that the skeletal muscles in his body were a little brighter than before, and at the same time, he suddenly had a feeling that he seemed to have some other abilities.

Ye Zhiqiu no longer used his skills, the sword light flashed, and there was an additional scar on his hand, and the next moment, this scar healed.

Ye Zhiqiu stabbed himself with another sword, and in an instant, the scar healed again.

Heals much faster than the average person!

"Does the blood of the phoenix still have this effect?"

Ye Zhiqiu felt the new changes that had taken place in him, and felt that he was one step closer to immortality.

"The body's self-healing ability has improved, and the recovery ability has been greatly improved, and I still have a hunch that it seems that my cell division rate is much faster than before, but there is no equipment here, and I need to go back and study it later. Anyway, if I were beheaded, I would still die, right?"

Ye Zhiqiu remembered the scene in Fengyun 2, that is the real fantasy, the broken waves of Shuanglong Yuan are almost beyond the ability of human beings, even if his head falls off, he can still grab his head and straighten his head.

The power of the dragon, you can know it!

So it's normal for the power of the phoenix to have such an ability.

"Come, come, come, come, and give you energy. ”

Ye Zhiqiu saw the little phoenix trembling on the side, took a little blood, shrouded the blood with light, and let himself evolve again.

When he completed this round of absorption, he ordered the current head of Wudang to find something to eat to replenish the little phoenix's strength.

"Ancestor, who is this one?"

The current head of Wudang, the Daoist Chiming Daoist, when he was summoned by the ancestor Ye Zhiqiu, saw the little animal and asked.

"This is the Divine Beast Phoenix, I got it by chance in the Heavenly Realm, it is still small now, and it is inconvenient to follow me, so this time I will put it in our Wudang Mountain, you must treat it well, I will come again after a few dry years, I hope to see an intact it." ”

Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth slowly.

"Yes, Patriarch, we must take good care of this divine beast!"

Chiming Daoist immediately responded, but his heart was a little crying and laughing, how many years later, maybe this guy still exists, but at that time he may be gone.

It seems that he still has to set up a rule for the head of the family, and every head and disciple of Wudang from him must treat the phoenix well.

"Hmm. ”

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, it is a good choice to put the little phoenix in this world, but there are also some problems, Wudang's disciples may not hurt the phoenix, if the phoenix grows up and has strength, then what should it be?

In that case, when he brought the little phoenix to Wudang Mountain, he actually brought back a scourge.

Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and began to refine the weapon.

There are all kinds of good things in the refining tips, such as beads with high defense, shoes that travel thousands of miles a day, and bells that have the effect of purifying the heart.

Ye Zhiqiu gave an order, and the entire Wudang moved, and when Wudang moved, the entire rivers and lakes and even the world moved.

A lot of materials were sent to Wudang Mountain, and those are rare and precious materials in this world.

And when Ye Zhiqiu began to refine the weapon with the Dao method, the entire Wudang Mountain was even more boiling.

Many Wudang disciples watched their ancestor wave his hand and move, and there was fire born in the void in his thoughts, and they felt that it was really an eye-opener.

And when a bell comes out of the oven after a few days, it makes people have no distractions in their hearts, and they are even more admired.

"This is a bell, this is a chain, bring it to the neck of the little phoenix, from now on, the little phoenix is my Wudang's Zhenshan Divine Beast, you must treat it well." ”

Ye Zhiqiu finished all this before he spoke to the head of the house.

The two things he refined, one was to protect the phoenix, and the other was to protect the Wudang disciples

"Yes, Patriarch. ”

The head of Wudang on the side was very humble.

He felt that he, the head of Wudang, was really too weak, and he was afraid that he would not be able to survive a single move in front of the ancestor, so he was very humble.

"In three days, get out of here. ”

Ye Zhiqiu moved the idea of leaving.