"Uncle, please relax, as you said, you are so weak now, many things are not your turn to consider!" Mingyue said with relief.
Chen Muyu took a deep breath, took the statue and looked at it carefully, "I want to know now, can I use the power of these twelve golden immortals?"
Mingyue smiled, "Uncle Master, your belly is only so big, but you still want to swallow the sky. If the skills of these twelve golden immortals were added together, I'm afraid it was nothing back then, but now, I'm afraid it's already
You are invincible below the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian realm. You are only at the Yuanying realm now, and you still want to jump directly to the Daluo Jinxian realm. If you give this to me, you may be able to enter the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian in a short time or even
In the later stage, if they are all refined, they may be able to reach the Hunyuan realm!"
Speaking of this, Mingyue's face was filled with longing.
"Then, how many days will I give you to play with?" Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows.
Mingyue was flattered and waved her hands repeatedly, "Uncle Master, you can't make this joke. Not to mention that I can't touch this ice lotus. You must know that this treasure has a spirit and is a destiny. If God wants to give it to you, I want to ask for it."
, that is something that goes against heaven and is a taboo for practitioners!”
Chen Muyu rolled his eyes at him, "Isn't this nonsense? If this is a taboo in practice, why would there be so many murders and treasure grabbing? I think you are just afraid of getting involved with Lingbao Tianzun..."
Mingyue laughed dryly, obviously he had this level of concern, "Uncle Master, more than 90% of today's world of immortal cultivation is the Taoism passed down by the two sects of Taiqing and Yuqing, and these two sects are extremely exclusive of Shangqing.
Sect, and Lingbao Tianzun has been hiding for so many years, you can completely imagine that if you show up in the fairy world with the Supreme Pure Taoism, you don’t know how many people will be punished..."
"Anyway, uncle, you should hide this thing yourself!" Mingyue added at the end.
Chen Muyu nodded, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
"Ouch……"
Mingyue removed the barrier, but suddenly let out a low cry.
Chen Muyu's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that some powerful monk discovered their conversation just now?
Mingyue's face became very strange, and she twitched repeatedly, "Ah yo yo..."
Another low cry.
Chen Muyu frowned slightly and looked around warily.
Mingyue waved her hands hurriedly, her face flushed, "Uncle, don't panic, it's my clone, and he's suffering in Yinli Pavilion right now. I have to go there quickly!"
"Well……"
Chen Muyu hates the cold. What the hell, he also has the ability to sense each other. Looking at Mingyue's blushing face, it's not difficult to imagine what is happening in the Yili Pavilion.
"Ahhhh..."
"Uh huh..."
…
Mingyue screamed strangely as she left Chen Muyu's room.
"This guy..."
Chen Muyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This guy was quite funny.
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After the breeze left, there was no one around.
Chen Muyu sat cross-legged on the bed and studied the Shangqing statue in his dantian.
I originally thought it was just an immortal treasure left behind by Taoist Tieguan, but I never expected that this thing would have such a great background.
Thirty-three days away, the statue of Shangqing God enshrined in Sanqing Palace.
This is really scary.
No matter why it appeared in his own hands, the fact is that it has already fallen into his own hands. There is only one possibility for Lingbao Tianzun's things to fall into the hands of others, and that is that he gave it to him deliberately.
I got this thing and benefited from it, that is to say, I was tied to Lingbao Tianzun from now on.
In the dantian, the statue of the god floated quietly, and Chen Muyu tried to mobilize the Nascent Soul to move towards the statue.
"Huh?"
The moment Yuanying reached out to the statue, a tyrannical force directly sucked him in.
Chen Muyu was horrified and wanted to separate Nascent Soul from him, but found that there was nothing he could do.
Grass!
Chen Muyu couldn't help but cursed.
At this time, Chen Muyu discovered to his horror that the statue was actually absorbing his Nascent Soul. In just a short while, the palm of his left hand had completely melted into it.
It’s over, it’s over!
Chen Muyu was so frightened that he lost his soul. What the hell was going on? He only knew that this statue could absorb the energy of other energy bodies to replenish his cultivation. How could he have thought that this thing could not recognize people, not even his own Nascent Soul?
absorb.
The Yuan Ying is the sustenance of the Yuan Shen. Without the Yuan Ying, where would the Yuan Shen's sustenance be? Without the Yuan Ying, can it still be called the Yuan Ying realm? Isn't this the same as the twelve golden immortals being cut off and topped with three flowers?
Chen Muyu broke into a cold sweat and tried to take out the statue, but found that it was useless. Moreover, his soul was sucked into a trance, and he could only watch the Yuanying melt into the statue bit by bit.
His consciousness seemed to have entered a huge whirlpool, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
"Grass!"
Before fainting, Chen Muyu even cursed.
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In the room, Chen Muyu was lying quietly on the bed alone, with only a frown on his face and no other abnormalities.
…
Later, Mingyue came back and was startled when she saw Chen Muyu lying on the bed, shouting several times and not waking up.
I tried to channel my energy and give medicine, but it had no effect at all.
Mingyue carefully checked Chen Muyu up and down, inside and out, and found only one strange thing that made him sweat.
Chen Muyu's Yuanying was gone, and there was no trace of his Yuanshen.
In other words, Chen Muyu is just a shell now.
"There's no reason. Uncle Master hasn't reached the state of transformation, so it's impossible for the Yuanying to leave the body. He is..."
Mingyue was filled with fear and fear. A body without soul consciousness was just a corpse. He was ordered to protect Chen Muyu, so the sky was falling.
Immediately, Mingyue dispersed her spiritual consciousness, covering most of Kunlun almost instantly, looking for Chen Muyu's Nascent Soul aura.
After several searches, nothing was found.
"What should I do?"
Mingyue suddenly thought that the teacher had sworn sworn vows with Chen Muyu, and Heaven responded, vowing to die in the same year, month, and day. If Chen Muyu died, the teacher...
Thinking of this, Mingyue was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat. She didn't dare to delay, and quickly lifted Chen Muyu on her shoulders, preparing to go to the fairy world.
At the moment, the only way he can think of is to go back to Wuzhuang to watch. If Chen Muyu is still alive, then in this situation, only his teacher Zhenyuan Immortal can save him.
As for being beaten and punished, that's just another thing.
Arriving outside the inn, Mingyue took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and then flew away.
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Fairyland, Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.
Among the mountains, there is a simple Taoist temple, filled with incense, as usual.
The long stone steps lead directly to the entrance of the mountain. Several Taoist boys were cleaning fallen leaves on the stone steps and chatting about Senior Brother Qingfeng's injury and amnesia.
Most of them have been practicing meditation since childhood, and they still yearn for the sky outside the mountain gate.
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