Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Shen Wen’an did not hesitate at all and immediately responded, ”Rest assured, senior, I will inform Chongming of this later and have him make preparations.”

Luo Tianxing nodded and continued, ”There are good things buried beneath the ancestral land of the Dragon Taming Clan in Hidden Dragon Mountain.”

”To prevent those cultivators from the outside from targeting them after the Dao collapses, I will personally visit there later to see if I can help you retrieve those things.”

”Moreover, there are relics left by the seven of us for destined people in the Seven Sages Mountain Secret Realm.”

”I will personally go there as well and take them out to hand over to your Shen Family.”

Back then, when the seven of them jointly crafted the Seven Sages Mountain Secret Realm, they originally intended to gamble with their lives in the Chaotic Flow as their lifespan drew near.

At that time, regardless of whether they successfully passed through the Chaotic Flow and left the Cangmin Sea Region, or failed and met their end, they would naturally not be able to return; so they left their respective legacies and challenges in that Secret Realm for future generations to inherit their Dao lineage, ensuring their legacy would not fall into oblivion.

Hearing this, Shen Wen’an’s expression turned slightly peculiar.

The Shen Family had always known about the things buried beneath the Dragon Tamer’s Mansion.

It’s just that due to the results deduced by his father, Shen Yuan, which mentioned the significant importance of the things below, they have never dared to explore it lightly.

And now, with Luo Tianxing bringing it up voluntarily, he too was quite curious.

”Senior, what is buried beneath the Dragon Tamer’s ancestral land?”

Facing his gaze, Luo Tianxing shook his head slightly and said, ”I am not sure either; I just remember that in the past, the Dragon Tamer mentioned that he obtained some rare items from the external sea, originally meant to suppress the fortune of the Dragon Taming Clan.”

”Now that the Dragon Taming Clan has long been exterminated, I don’t know if those rare items have been affected.”

”Young one, the Yangnao Land has many good things, and if your Shen Family is interested, you can prepare in advance.”

”However, one should not be too greedy, as Heavenly and Earthly Treasures consume fortune, and too much greed is prone to retribution.”

Shen Wen’an hurriedly cupped his hands and said, ”Senior’s teachings, I will bear in mind.”

Luo Tianxing nodded and said, ”Let’s drink first.”

The three of them continued drinking, and soon the pot of spirit wine was emptied.

At this moment, Luo Tianxing furrowed his brows and asked, ”What is going on with your cultivation?”

”I can feel that your spiritual power fluctuates only at the Middle Stage of Fetal Breathing, but your realm has already reached the Purple Mansion.”

When they first met, Luo Tianxing had already sensed something amiss about him.

However, because Shen Wen’an and Wei Qiuling mentioned the Western Wilderness Barbarian Race at that time, leaving him somewhat melancholy, he had no time to inquire further.

Holding his wine cup, after some thought, Shen Wen’an sighed, ”My cultivation encountered a mishap, causing my Golden Core to collapse and my cultivation to drop drastically.”

”Fortunately, my realm has already reached the Purple Mansion Realm, and with some time spent, I can restore my Golden Core and fully recover.”

He thought for a long time but did not dare to reveal the Golden Nature deception to Luo Tianxing.

It wasn’t because he was worried that he would leak this secret.

Rather, he feared that Luo Tianxing wouldn’t be able to bear the blow after knowing, causing problems at this critical moment.

A Nascent Soul True Monarch, after nearly a thousand years of cultivation, would have long fully integrated the Golden Nature into their Nascent Soul.

If he suddenly learned that the Golden Nature was a huge scam and that the path he had walked for so many years was a conspiracy, Shen Wen’an couldn’t imagine if Luo Tianxing could withstand the blow.

Despite having some doubts about his answer, Luo Tianxing did not ask further.

After all, apart from his low cultivation, Shen Wen’an indeed had no other issues.

”The old guy has already promised me that once the Earth Spirit Nether Soil is catalyzed, he will let me leave.”

”I reckon there’s still more than a year to go.”

”After I leave, your Shen Family should be extra cautious.”

The wine was finished, and Luo Tianxing seemed much better in spirits, solemnly looking at Shen Wen’an as he advised.

A year or so...

Shen Wen’an quietly noted this time and slightly cupped his hands, ”Senior, are you planning to go directly to seek Beichen Immortal Mountain at that time?”

Luo Tianxing was about to respond but suddenly seemed to sense something, abruptly standing up and looking toward the Southern Border.

Wei Qiuling and Shen Wen’an were a bit curious, but the next moment they witnessed a very eerie scene!

The originally clear sky above their heads suddenly turned blood-red!

Followed by a large amount of dark clouds appearing suddenly.

”Woo——”

A mournful sound came from the depths of the void, making the two of them very uncomfortable, with an inexplicable sadness rising in their hearts.

”Woo——”

Another sound akin to a sorrowful cry resounded; from the sky-blocking and sun-obscuring dark clouds above, fine rain began to slowly drift down.

The icy rain hit her body, and Wei Qiuling slowly stretched out her fair hand to catch a few strands of the rain, only to discover that the rain falling from the sky was like blood!

”Husband, what is this!”

Seeing the rainwater on her hand resembling blood, Shen Wen’an furrowed his brows and looked at Luo Tianxing.

But at this moment, Luo Tianxing had a trace of sadness in his eyes and sighed as he lowered his head.

”Brother Zeduan, have a safe journey...”

Noticing Shen Wen’an’s puzzled expression as he turned, Luo Tianxing, with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky and softly murmured, ”Heaven weeps blood, it’s a phenomenon for the fall of a Nascent Soul.”

”The old guy ultimately lost his patience.”

”Let’s go; heaven’s weeping blood contains a great sadness and Dao resonance, which can affect a cultivator’s state of mind if absorbed too much.”

After speaking, Luo Tianxing directly waved his sleeve, taking Shen Wen’an and Wei Qiuling to a natural cave below.

The three of them stood quietly at the cave entrance, watching the blood-colored rain fall gently.