Yuan Ming frowned slightly, took out a blue robe, put it on, and walked out.
This robe was obtained from Lin Liumu's stored magic weapon. It is the clothing of the disciples of Changchun Temple.
"I don't dare to be an expert. Lin is just an ordinary disciple in Changchun Guan District." Yuan Ming said calmly.
"Disciple of Changchun Temple!" Bai Lin and others' eyes fell on Yuan Ming. They saw that Yuan Ming was dressed in Changchun Temple clothes, with a heroic appearance and an arrogant expression.
The Eastern Territory of Southern Xinjiang borders the Central Plains, and the exchanges are even closer. The understanding of the immortal world in the Central Plains is far better than that of other places in Southern Xinjiang. Although Bailong Island is one of the four major sects in the Eastern Territory, compared with Changchun Temple, it is not in the same group at all.
level.
Blue Lizard Sanren's expression also became solemn, and he slowly stood up from the chair.
When Master Xuanhua heard Yuan Ming's words, his face also showed a look of surprise, but he reacted very quickly and immediately became calm again.
"Haha, it turns out that he is a disciple of Changchun Temple. Bai also knows a few friends in Changchun Temple. I wonder who your surname is and who your disciple is?" Bai Lin secretly winked and asked everyone around him to step back.
He stepped forward and clasped his fists.
The white light curtain outside Xuanhua Temple also slowly dispersed.
"I am in Liumu, Xialin. I am a student of Elder Xu Changqing of Changchun Temple. This time I came to Xuanhua Temple to discuss the spiritual incense trade with the master of Xuanhua Temple." Yuan Ming took out Xu Changqing's identity token and waved it.
, said.
Bai Lin was responsible for managing the trading of spiritual materials on Bailong Island, and he did have some interactions with the disciples of Changchun Temple. He had vaguely heard of the name Xu Changqing, and when he saw the identity token in Yuan Ming's hand, he no longer had any doubts, and a warm smile appeared on his face.
: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Lin. I'm glad we met. I didn't know that Elder Xu is in Ningcheng. I've heard of his name for a long time. Unfortunately, we have a good relationship. I hope that Fellow Daoist Lin can introduce him on my behalf."
"Master has other important things to do here. I will convey Elder Bai's greetings." Yuan Ming said unhurriedly.
Bai Lin smiled and nodded, his mind was racing with thoughts.
He didn't expect that the ginseng from Changchun Temple would be involved in this matter, so he had to handle it carefully. If he angered the other party, he would never be able to eat it and walk away.
"Master already knows about the dispute between you and Xuanhua Temple. It was his old man who hunted and killed this whirlpool beast. This is an explanation to Bailong Island. I wonder if Elder Bai Lin is satisfied?" Yuan Ming looked at Bai Lin.
asked.
"I'm satisfied, of course I'm satisfied. Elder Xu personally took care of Bai's little matter. If we have a chance to meet in the future, Bai will definitely apologize in person." Bai Lin said with a smile.
"That's good. Xuanhua Temple will provide Changchun Temple with all kinds of spiritual incense for a long time in the future, but we can't delay the business because of some trivial matters." Yuan Ming said with a smile.
"Of course, Bai understands." Bai Lin nodded repeatedly.
"Who is this?" Yuan Ming nodded with satisfaction, looked at the Blue Lizard Sanren next to him, and his tone changed from the previous briskness to a deep one.
The surrounding atmosphere cooled down rapidly, and many people subconsciously held their breath.
The Blue Lizard Sanren clenched his fists and couldn't say a word.
Although Yuan Ming is only a monk in the Qi Refining Stage, standing behind him is the Changchun Temple. For Bailong Island, the Changchun Temple is an unreachable behemoth, let alone a casual cultivator like him.
"This is the Blue Lizard Sanren. Bai originally planned to entrust him to go into the sea to hunt this whirlpool beast. Now that Elder Xu is taking action, he is naturally no longer needed." The Blue Lizard Sanren was brought by Bai Lin, and now he can't
No matter, he said it bravely.
"Oh, it turns out that this is Lan Lizhan Sanren. I heard from the master of Xuanhua Temple that you want Xuanhua Temple's secret book on making incense? I, Changchun Temple, also appreciate the incense made by Xuanhua Temple, but I only want to talk to you about it.
The master of Xuanhua Temple discussed the transaction and never thought of robbing other people's inheritance, but your appetite is not small." Yuan Ming's face turned cold, and his eyes were like two cold pools.
The Blue Lizard Sanren's face was pale, and fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, Blue Lizard San people are also anxious for justice, which is why they misunderstood. Bai promises that such things will never happen again in the future. Fellow Daoist Blue Lizard, why don't you step forward and make amends with this fellow Daoist Lin.
Bai Lin hesitated for a moment, then said, winking at the Blue Lizard Sanren.
"I'm confused for the moment, and I ask fellow Taoist Lin and Master Xuanhua to forgive me." Blue Lizard Sanren took a deep breath and said, clasping his fists.
"Bai is also wrong about this matter. In addition to Tianshui Glue, there are also three pieces of precious spiritual wood produced on Bailong Island. They are all fine spiritual trees. I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Lin and Master Xuanhua to accept them." Bai Lin took out a storage item.
The magic weapon was handed over.
Yuan Ming did not answer and glanced at Xuanhua Zhenren.
Master Xuanhua reached out to take it, scanned it with his consciousness, and nodded to Yuan Ming.
"Okay, for the sake of Elder Bai, I won't pursue it." Yuan Ming's eyes brightened slightly.
With a smile on his face, Bai Lin chatted politely with Yuan Ming for a while, and soon left with everyone in despair.
Seeing Bai Lin and others walking away, Master Xuanhua opened his mouth to speak, but Yuan Ming raised his hand to stop him, turned around and walked into the inner room.
He took out the four-square spirit-sealing talisman to open a barrier, and then took out the silver token and touched the barrier light curtain. The barrier was immediately dyed with a layer of silver light, completely isolating the inside and outside, and then he felt relieved.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, are you really a disciple of Changchun Temple?" Master Xuanhua asked impatiently.
"Of course I am a disciple of Changchun Temple. My master and I came from Tiehu Town in southern Xinjiang to work in Yue Kingdom." Yuan Ming said.
"Nice to meet you." Master Xuanhua looked into Yuan Ming's deep eyes, his heart suddenly trembled, and he stopped asking any more questions.
He took out the storage magic weapon given by Bai Lin, injected it with magic power and waved it toward the ground nearby.
A white light flashed, and there was a small pile of spiritual stones on the ground, as many as two hundred pieces; three pieces of spiritual wood, two red and one white; and a white jade box.
"It was only because of Daoist Yuan that Bai Lin left these things. All I need is this Heavenly Water Glue. The spiritual stone is yours." Master Xuanhua took the white jade box and said.
Yuan Ming only took away three pieces of spiritual wood.
He recognized that these three pieces of spiritual wood were fire pine wood, red blood branch, and white bamboo. They all contained abundant spiritual power. He planned to try mixing them with black incense later to see if he could extend the possession time.
Master Xuanhua was in awe and gratitude to Yuan Ming, so he put away the spirit stone without saying anything.
"I have trouble with fellow Taoist Xuanhua regarding the matter of the Foundation Establishment Spirit Incense." Yuan Ming said.
"Don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me." Master Xuanhua said, patting his chest.
The crisis in the Xuanhua Temple has been completely resolved, and based on Yuan Ming's previous words, I believe that neither White Dragon Island nor Blue Lizard Sanren will dare to bully him in the future. He is now physically and mentally light, and has great confidence in practicing the Foundation Building Spirit Incense.
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Seven days later, Master Xuanhua successfully came out of seclusion.
"Congratulations to fellow Taoist Daoist for successfully leaving seclusion." Yuan Ming smiled and said congratulations as he stepped forward.
Master Xuanhua was half happy, half sad, and said, "I'm really ashamed. After using those materials, I could only manage to produce two spiritual incense."
"It is not easy to succeed, so it is worthy of celebration." Yuan Ming said with a smile.
"Now we can only have one for you and me. Whether we can successfully build the foundation depends on fate." Master Xuanhua put away his sadness for the time being and handed a piece of incense to Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming took it and looked at it carefully, and found that the aura emanating from it was somewhat similar to that of the Foundation Establishment Pill, and he suddenly felt a little more confident.
"Then let's each accept our destiny and bless each other." Yuan Ming said with a smile.
Master Xuanhua nodded and said nothing.
Half a day later, the two of them were ready. They each chose a quiet room and retreated to attack the foundation.
Master Xuanhua didn't know it for the time being, but Yuan Ming held his breath and concentrated, sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, silently running the Nine Yuan Jue, adjusting his state until late at night.
In the middle of the night, his state of consciousness had reached its peak. Yuan Ming immediately took out a foundation-building pill and drank it wholeheartedly. He held the element in front of his body with both hands and placed the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron in his arms.
As his magic power began to circulate, the power of the Foundation Establishment Pill began to slowly transform, and a burning sensation began to slowly rise in Yuan Ming's lower abdomen.
Yuan Ming felt the fiery feeling and immediately used his magic power to control the power to gather in his Dantian.
As the fiery power continued to pour into his dantian, Yuan Ming immediately felt as if his dantian had turned into a burning furnace, constantly heating and burning his mana, making it warm.
This scorching power is very unbearable, but it is the only way for mana to transform from gas to liquid and become more condensed and pure.
Yuan Ming knew that this was a long and arduous process, so he couldn't be too anxious. He could only focus on being steady and using the power of the Foundation Establishment Pill to melt the mana in his Dantian bit by bit.
Time passed bit by bit, and Yuan Ming spent twelve difficult days in the quiet room.
In these twelve days, he refined all the power of the Foundation Establishment Pill and transferred it to his Dantian.
The fiery power in his Dantian tortured him all the time, training him and making his mana boil, but he was still unable to cross the last hurdle and realize the qualitative change from gaseous state to liquid state.
At this moment, a stick of incense exuding a unique scent was inserted on the incense burner.
It was halfway through burning, and the scarlet fire at the top was still flashing, and thick white smoke was emitting from it.
The smoke shrouded Yuan Ming's body, gathering together and not dissipating. It looked like he was wrapped in a layer of white cotton.
Yuan Ming's eyes were closed tightly, but his brows were twisted into knots. Sweat was flowing on his cheeks, and his expression was quite painful.
Just this morning, he felt that the power of the Foundation Establishment Pill in his body had reached its peak, and then began to decline. This was not a good sign. His previous experience told him that this meant that the Foundation Establishment Pill was likely to be used again.
Ended with failure.
At this moment, he did not hesitate and immediately lit the foundation-building incense, and suddenly green smoke curled up in the quiet room.
However, half a day has passed, and most of the foundation-building spiritual incense has burned away. Apart from maintaining the gradually fading power of the foundation-building pill in his body, Yuan Ming does not feel anything special, and the mana in his dantian is still at a boiling stage.
It seems that Ji Jixiang can't make up for the shortcomings in his spiritual root qualifications?
This chapter has been completed!