For Zhao Yu, there is no secret to the realm under the earthly immortal. In other words, his Taoist practice is far beyond his own realm.

The eighth level of the Yuanshen to the ninth level of the Yuanshen will take a thousand years to achieve the real universe because of his demands. He will not leave any flaws or make any omissions. Otherwise, the Tao will be able to break through at any time, but in this way, the foundation will not be consolidated enough, which will not be conducive to climbing a higher peak in the future.

It takes time to polish the body, it takes time to refine magic power, it takes time to practice magical powers, a few phases plus one, a thousand years of leisure.

But in this magical illusion, it was unexpectedly fast. Although the increase in magic power was eight points and the improvement of physical body was five points, the cultivation of magic power and the improvement of Taoism could not be done. It was only a few years.

"No wonder the secret realm of the universe is a treasure land of cultivation. After all, the circumference of the long river of time is roughly the place of the nearest path for lower-level monks."

Zhao Yu did not make any progress and was able to make progress. Perhaps except for the sacrifice and refining of magic weapons, the others were all moving forward in unison.

Speaking of the sacrifice and refining of magic weapons, there are many difficulties after all.

If the magic weapon material allows, the method of sacrifice and refining is magical enough, and you can sacrifice and refine it over time to reach the perfect level, the top level of the 108-level Pure Yang Dharma Forbidden. Zhao Yu's magic weapon is only one sword of killing. This sword has eighty-one layers of Pure Yang ban method at the beginning of refining, and now it has been perfected.

Above the magic weapon is a spiritual treasure, and the key point is the word "spirit".

What is spirit?

The magic weapon has a magic spirit, but although the magic spirit has intelligence, it has no nature. The spirit of the spiritual treasure can be roughly comparable to the true spirit of the creature. In other words, the spiritual treasure is a creature.

To refine spiritual treasures, the first thing is to have considerable demands for materials - at least it must be related to the innate treasure materials.

The second is that it has extremely high requirements for the monk's practice.

Because of refining spiritual treasures, you must use the innate wonders of innate treasures to attract a little "spirit" from the origin of the universe.

This spirit is like the real spirit spread from the origin of the universe, just like the great way that moves and creates creatures.

A treasure material with acquired level cannot bear the true spirit. Only materials containing innate wonders can be combined with the true spirit, thereby nurturing a spiritual treasure that directly connects the laws of the universe and has boundless magical powers.

Zhao Yu's killing sword does not have the innate wonders, and Zhao Yu's cultivation is still far behind. For him, the magic weapon of the 108th level of the best pure yang magic prohibition is the current limit.

This is also the reason why Zhao Yu dared to compare the sword of killing with the famous magic weapon in the world of Gods - this is an illusory world, the creatures are false, and the real spirits of the creatures are all false. Since this is the case, it is impossible for a treasure of the real spiritual treasure level to exist here.

On this day, Zhao Yu explained the key points of cultivation to the two disciples in detail, and said, "My master and disciple have been in Chaoge for nearly three years. It's time to set off and leave."

When they heard that they were about to leave, both Yang Jian and Shen Bao looked stunned.

Yang Jian said: "Are you leaving?"

Zhao Yu nodded slightly: "Are you still missing this place?"

Shen Bao smiled and said, "Dare you ask Master, where should you go next?"

"Return to Shencheng."

Zhao Yu looked at Shen Bao, pondered for a moment, and said, "Your father is old, roughly..."

When Shen Bao heard this, he was stunned and said for a long time: "Master means..."

Zhao Yu said: "Mr. Shen is going to leave."

Shen Bao's expression suddenly became much darker.

Shen Hou was already old, and Shen Bao was also a child when he was old. However, he didn't expect to leave.

I heard Zhao Yu say, "As a mortal has passed in a flash. You admire the immortals' way, so it is. Now that I haven't seen you for nearly three years, go back early and spend more time with your father."

Shen Bao was depressed and said a little hope after a moment: "Master is powerful, can he prolong his life for a while?"

Zhao Yu shook his head: "This is the number of days. Life is over, which is a happy event, not a premature death."

Shen Bao was silent.

On the eve of his return, Yang Jian and Shen Bao donated the industries they had made in the past few years to the neighbors, so they were no longer the same as when they came. They read almost everything they should see, and what they should experience had also come true. Zhao Yu then turned his hand and rolled up the two disciples. In a flash, he arrived in Shencheng.

The divine light dissipated, and the familiar and slightly unfamiliar environment made Shen Bao sigh slightly.

Both of them were also amazed by Zhao Yu's magical powers.

One goes back and forth, one takes time to count in years, and the other is less than a snap of your fingers.

How dare you plan the gap by reason?

The gate of the Shen Hou Mansion was still as simple and rough. When a guard saw three people appear suddenly, he looked at it carefully and shouted: "The prince is back!"

One sound quickly spread throughout the Hou's Mansion.

The door slammed open, and Shenmi supported the old Shen Hou and walked out with excitement.

Shen Bao's eyes were red and he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Father!"

The white beard of Shen Hou trembled, and he helped Shen Bao up, looked up and down, and applauded repeatedly.

Then he looked at Zhao Yu and Yang Jian who were smiling beside him.

"The real person has worked hard all the way, come to the mansion to welcome the people!"

So I entered the mansion and had a kitchen prepared wine and food, so I didn't talk about it during the meal.

In this way, Zhao Yu and Yang Jian settled in the Hou’s Mansion.

Shen Hou specially set up a quiet courtyard for Zhao Yu to rest.

Shen Bao became busy, and even his time for practice was reduced a lot.

When Shen Hou was about to leave, he knew it. In fact, a year ago, he was unhappy and sent a lot of people to find Zhao Yu and Shen Bao, wanting to find Shen Bao back and entrust the funeral of the Hou Mansion. Now that Shen Bao is back, he is happy, so he naturally has to hand over the important matters of the Hou Mansion to Shen Bao one by one.

Shen Bao is his only son, and now he is practicing immortality with immortals, so he is no longer afraid of opposition from the clan.

Zhao Yu sent Yang Jian out, helping Shen Bao to stabilize the military commotion during the transfer of power.

The Da Shang divided the princes into the princes, and each prince had absolute authority in his fiefdom. In addition to being responsible to the king, everyone else was independent. The army was naturally the princes themselves. Shen Hou’s territory, Ganzhou, was also vast, with an army of more than 100,000. The government affairs were equally complicated. It was extremely troublesome to hand over it.

Fortunately, Shen Hou had already made preparations. In March, when autumn began, Shen Bao had already initially grasped the military and political power of the entire Ganzhou.

It was also at this time that Shen Hou passed away.

As soon as Shen Hou left, many clowns were about to come out, most of whom were from the Shen clan. Shen Bao was also ruthless. Then in a month, hundreds of heads fell to the ground, and several branches were wiped out and tens of thousands of people were demoted to slaves.

After winter began, Ganzhou finally became quiet.

“How do you feel in the past few months?”

Zhao Yu asked about the two disciples under his seat.

Yang Jian said: "Kill some people."

Zhao Yu laughed and looked at Shen Bao.
Chapter completed!