Oh no, I accidentally cultivated three spiritual roots and became an empress!

Chapter 435 He himself frequently produced magical treasures and completely disregarded martial ethi

Zhong Lingxin presented dozens of bottles of pills and respectfully saw the two off as they boarded the teleportation array to Huiding City.

Long Xinglan watched longingly.

He really wanted to go too.

However, he has only been in the Immortal Realm for less than a hundred years, and is currently only a Celestial Immortal. If he were to go there, he would only be a servant.

He looked at his master expectantly.

Could he temporarily relinquish power, go into seclusion, or enter a secret realm or something?

Zhong Lingxin smiled.

What are you thinking? She still wants to go into seclusion.

However, she pointed out a clear path for Long Xinglan.

Once his grandmaster Lu Zichen emerges from seclusion, he can hand over the miscellaneous tasks to his grandmaster and then go about his business.

So Long Xinglan longed for his grandmaster to emerge from seclusion every day, and this longing lasted for decades.

Zhong Lingxin helped Master Amitabha formulate a sect plan, renaming the sect Wandao Sect, meaning to encompass all paths.

Master Amitabha breathed a sigh of relief, at least he managed to preserve one word of the original sect, the unaltered parts were impossible to trace back to their origins.

Zhong Lingxin quickly wrote down the clan rules and the apprenticeship guidelines.

She realized that even if Master Amitabha were to write these things, he would never be able to do so, not even in his next life.

She carries the workplace rules from her previous life and the sect regulations from the Immortal Spirit Continent.

Let her handle this.

Master Amitabha, his eyes gleaming, took the sect rules and disciple recruitment guidelines written by Zhong Lingxin and went to Long Xinglan to have them stamped. He then reported this to the Heavenly Dao, and the Wanfu Sect was officially renamed the Wandao Sect, beginning its establishment and development in the Middle Realm.

Zhong Lingxin finally hung up the sign announcing her seclusion and slipped into the Nine-Story Pagoda to begin her cultivation.

The celestial plants and fruits from the Nine-Story Pagoda, under the care of peach and pear blossoms, all grew vigorously and were harvested one crop after another.

The transformed ginseng also harvested a considerable amount of the small ginseng it cultivated, those that were over ten thousand years old, and left them for Zhong Lingxin to refine elixirs.

During this period, Zhong Chun had a sudden inspiration and forged a magical treasure for Zhong Lingxin, named the Myriad Transformations Magical Treasure.

Within this magical treasure, Zhong Lingxin can use various magical herbs and fruits to refine pills without fear of wasting them if she fails.

This treasure was exactly what Zhong Lingxin wanted.

She needs to break through to the ninth-grade immortal pill level, and she needs countless ninth-grade immortal herbs to create it for her.

Now that she has such a magical treasure, she can save herself from having countless magical herbs and fruits.

The four arts of alchemy, talisman, weaponry, and array formation all progress with increasing level.

The difficulty lies not only in understanding the four arts, but also in the scarcity of practice materials.

After all, who would be willing to use ninth-grade materials for practice?

Just after Zhong Lingxin had finished refining two batches of pills, Pingping and An'an ran into the alchemy room cheering: "Xinxin, Xinxin, the eighth floor is open! The eighth floor is open!"

Zhong Lingxin was overjoyed.

The eighth floor!

The entrance appeared as soon as she went to the southern border. Soon after she reached the southern border, the staircase appeared.

But decades have passed, and the eighth floor remains hidden in the clouds, no matter how hard she tries, it cannot be revealed.

Now, she has just refined a ninth-grade pill, and the eighth level has already been opened.

Could it be that the eighth level corresponds to the Immortal Emperor realm?

Zhong Chun shook his head: "Don't ask me. Now that the Nine-Story Pagoda is yours, no one knows better than you what it corresponds to."

Zhong Ling'er jumped out and said, "Oh dear, stop guessing! Let me tell you, no matter how good the Immortal King realm is, it's still just the Immortal King realm, not a real Immortal King. That's why the eighth level is not open."

Now that Xin Xin has reached the threshold of the Immortal Emperor realm, her cultivation level will be firmly at the Immortal King level, not just the Immortal King realm.

So the eighth floor was opened.

"Xin Xin, if you want to unlock the ninth level, I think you either need to reach the God-King realm, or you need to become a true Immortal Emperor."

Zhong Chun looked at Zhong Lingxin expectantly: "Xinxin, Master, you have to work hard. My weapon-refining furnace depends entirely on you."

Huanhuan lashed out at Zhong Chun with her tail: "Serves you right, for setting it so high when you were refining it!"

Zhong Lingxin led her friends slowly up to the eighth floor, step by step.

On the eighth level, there was a vast, quiet plain stretching as far as the eye could see.

There wasn't even a single magical herb on the vast plains, nothing at all.

Huanhuan sighed, "Alas, we have to rebuild our home again!"

Zhong Lingxin took a deep breath and felt her immortal energy increasing little by little. She smiled and said, "It's alright. I believe the immortal energy on the eighth floor will definitely be more concentrated than that on the seventh floor. In a few days, Peach Blossom and Pear Blossom will move the immortal herbs and fruits of grade eight and above to the eighth floor, and we will move them up as well."

Peach blossoms, pear blossoms, and even the transformed immortal ginseng were all frolicking on the eighth floor, each establishing its own territory.

Trees are planted here, grass is planted there, and divine food is planted there as well.

There, there, dig a river, bury two springs of immortality along its banks, and plant several large patches of ginseng on the other side of the springs…

Zhong Lingxin smiled.

The friends continued to build the Nine-Story Pagoda better and better.

She should hurry up and refine the pills, hoping to unlock the ninth level as soon as possible.

Zhong Lingxin, inside the Nine-Story Pagoda, kept her head down and ignored everything outside.

In the void, the Mountain and Sea Immortal King was locked in a fierce battle with the Traceless Immortal King.

The Immortal King Wuhen, having become arrogant, suffered a loss as a result.

The Mountain and Sea Immortal King invaded Jade Dragon Bay.

The immortal soldiers led by the Mountain and Sea Immortal King, suffering repeated losses and facing the prospect of losing their immortal energy if they didn't go ashore, all rushed into Jade Dragon Bay like madmen.

Immortal King Wuhen sent people to find out that Immortal King Liufeng had defeated Immortal King Shanhai in a graceful manner.

He wanted to be even more dashing than the Immortal King Liufeng, and he wanted the immortal soldiers to remember his dashing figure.

So he set up his most beautiful defensive system and put on his most dazzling immortal robe to fight against the Mountain and Sea Immortal King.

He had assumed that the Immortal King of Mountains and Seas would fight him for three hundred rounds.

After all, according to the information he collected, the Mountain and Sea Immortal King was always brave and invincible in front of the two armies.

But this time it was different.

The Mountain and Sea Immortal King, who desperately needed to replenish his immortal energy, didn't engage in direct combat with him at all, but instead charged forward relentlessly.

He led all the ships in a fierce charge.

He himself frequently produced magical treasures and completely disregarded martial ethics, immediately throwing two ninth-grade explosive talismans at the face of the Immortal King Wuhen.

It smashed two deep wounds into the face of the Immortal King Wuhen, leaving him covered in blood.

Next, he used two explosive talismans, one of grade eight and one of grade seven, to clear a path and lead his fleet of spaceships, forcing their way into Jade Dragon Bay.

The Southern Realm Immortals who entered Jade Dragon Bay erupted in a tremendous cheer.

After more than ten years, they finally inhaled a mouthful of sweet immortal essence, and the immortal essence throughout their bodies began to circulate rapidly.

Several celestial soldiers were unable to suppress their dantian and immediately advanced in rank.

The celestial soldiers from the Southern Realm charged out of the spaceship with overwhelming momentum, venting their frustrations of the past ten years against the celestial soldiers brought by the Immortal King Wuhen.

The immortal soldiers under the command of Immortal King Wuhen, taking him as their role model, did not take the immortal soldiers and generals of the Southern Realm seriously.

They completely believe they can take on ten men single-handedly, or use soldiers to block generals!

Soon, they were routed by the relentless attacks of the Southern Realm's celestial soldiers.