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Chapter 163

And the more they knew, the less they dared to show up.

In this era where there are so many powerful people, they were born too late and have already lost the luck and opportunities of this era.

Moreover, being born in Sumeru is both unfortunate and fortunate. Once they transform, they will be entangled with this era.

Qing Ling didn't have any plans for these two people. He just wanted to form a good relationship, either mentally or not. Whether they transform or not is up to them.

On Mount Sumeru, he only had two thoughts. One was to practice, and the other was to leave.

The former is upright and the latter is cautious.

Qing Ling sat cross-legged, and the Qingyun Taoist elephant on the top opened up so hugely that fifteen hundred acres of Qingyun filled the Eight Treasure Pond.

The shadow of the wooden Taoist Xiang Jianmu appears, absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, enters the Qingyun, wanders around the Taoist body, and then turns into Dharma, rises to power, and fills the Qingyun.

The top-quality sapphire umbrella shines brightly and is extremely dazzling, and is contained in the Qingyun.

Under Qingyun, Qing Ling's soul was doing two things, practicing Qi and Taoism while doing small movements.

The seal of the God of Spring flashes on the forehead of the villain Yuanshen, echoing the land of the God of Spring hundreds of millions of miles away.

Although all the spiritual objects in Du Guangzhong belong to him, they are too far away, spanning the entire ancient world, and cannot be directly sensed by his cultivation level.

What's more, there are many demonic restrictions outside the Eight Treasure Pond, and the void is imprisoned. It is simply a luxury to use his spiritual mind to perceive spiritual objects.

If he had the cultivation level of Qinglong, he could point his sword at the sky from hundreds of millions of miles away, which would destroy the heaven and the earth, and this mere ban would be no problem.

But with that kind of cultivation, he would never be taken back to Sumeru by Rahu.

In the fields of Duguang, four boundary guardians each sit on one side and practice the road.

In the Great Luo realm, if one does not have extremely high heels or has bad luck, it is a realm that is out of reach for ordinary monks.

At that time, there were hundreds of tribes in the entire Eastern Wasteland, and there were hundreds of millions of people, but only the three major tribes were able to enter the realm of Daluo through passing down the inheritance from generation to generation.

Granny Hua Geng was able to become a Da Luo because Qing Ling did not hesitate to use white blessings to swallow up the luck of Da Luo to help her, absorbing the decline and sending away the prosperity. In addition, Qing Ling reversed the five declines of Hua Geng's heavenly beings with the origin of the Great Way of Rong, and only then did she have that glimmer of hope.

Although the four guardians have protected Qing Ling's luck and guard Jianmu and shared some luck, there is still a long way to go before reaching the Da Luo realm.

To the north, Beixu had doubts in her eyes. She looked at the giant tree behind her. It had already reached the eighth level of the sky, and was the largest tree in the world.

Jianmu, who has always been stable, has often experienced abnormal fluctuations in spiritual power in the past thousand years, but upon careful inspection, it is difficult to find anything.

The black panther guarding the east also raised his head from time to time and looked at the standing red-leaf tree. The red-leaf tree has lost nine leaves in the past thousand years. The fallen leaves of the innate spiritual roots are treasures, but they also have unknown symbolic meanings.

The black panther was uneasy and pondered for a long time. The skin between his brows opened and a shadow of divine light shot out.

In the light and shadow, three figures appear.

Black Panther cupped his fists and said, "Sorry for bothering you three."

Bai Fu smiled and said, "What's the matter, fellow Taoist?"

On the other side, Youye's face showed doubts. His spiritual wisdom had been greatly enlightened after being nurtured by Ziyou Lotus for ten years.

The Black Panther said solemnly: "Three of you, the red leaf chrysanthemum is the spiritual companion of the Taoist master, and it is an innate spiritual root. Normally, it has not fallen a single leaf for ten thousand years, but in the past thousand years, eight leaves have fallen, and the Taoist master has traveled several times.

Yuan Hui did not return.

this……"

Beixu frowned and said, "I often feel that Jianmu has abnormal spiritual power, but I can't sense it."

He said in a deep voice: "This means that the Tao Master may..."

The other three people looked at You at the same time, and You shut up instantly. He knew that every time he did this, he must have said the wrong thing.

Bai Fu said: "My fortune and misfortune are connected with the Tao Master. Although I cannot directly find out the Tao Master, my misfortune and fortune have not changed much. I think the Tao Master should be fine."

Beixu said doubtfully: "The abnormality in the building wood and the fallen leaves of the red-leafed chrysanthemum must be related to the Taoist master.

But if it’s a Taoist master, why not manifest it directly?”

Bai Fu's mind was moved and he said: "Is it possible that the Taoist master cannot directly manifest it for some reason, or maybe the Taoist master does not want to attract the attention of some people with great supernatural powers?"

Having said this, he suddenly thought of something and said: "Brother Black Panther, where are the fallen leaves of the red leaf chrysanthemum?"

The black panther immediately waved his hand, and eight red leaves appeared.

He shouted softly: "Where are the Eight Leopards?"

As soon as he finished speaking, eight Golden Immortal Black Panthers came quickly.

"Greetings to the ancestor."

"The eight of you will send these eight leaves to the Nishino Border Guard Envoy. If anything goes wrong, be careful about your lives!"

Ba Bao's heart trembled. This was the first time that their ancestors had been so fierce. They quickly responded, collecting one leaf each and rushing to the west of Duguang.

After the Eight Leopards left, the Black Panther said: "Brother Bai Fu, I have sent those leopard cubs there, I think they will be delivered later."

Bai Fu nodded and said solemnly: "This matter is a top secret. Please do not let the juniors know about it. I will tell you all after I and the senior derivative tower weapon spirit have explored it."

In just half an hour, Ba Bao delivered Ba Ye to Bai Fu.

Bai Fu shooed them away and ordered the bats not to get close to the pagoda.

He held the Eight Leaves in his hands, walked into the Derivative Tower, and said respectfully: "Senior Weapon Spirit, Senior Weapon Spirit, please show up to see me."



Half pay, no one answered.

Bai Fu was not in a hurry and called again: "Senior Qi Ling, the Taoist master is here to see you."

Before he could finish his words, the Derivative Tower suddenly became bright as daylight, and a white-haired old man flashed out.

He glanced at it and knew that he had been deceived by this boy Bai Fu. He said with a cold face: "Boy, why did you trick me into coming out?"

Bai Fu smiled apologetically and said, "Senior, calm down, calm down.

I shouldn't have disturbed your sleep, but now, you look at this thing."

With a wave of his hand, the eight leaves floated up. Each red leaf was ruddy and flawless, and they were all rare spiritual materials.

The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes, took the leaf and looked at it carefully for a moment.

Then he frowned, stretched out his hand and touched the eight leaves. Countless light chains emerged from inside the pagoda, passing through the red leaves. The red leaves disappeared in an instant, leaving only very tiny particles of dust.

Eight dust particles unite in one place and turn into an essence the size of a soybean.

When Bai Fu saw it, he immediately said happily: "Tao Master!"

The soybean-sized spirit immediately transmitted the message: "This is not allowed to be spread to outsiders!"

Bai Fu nodded in agreement.

The white-haired old man clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "You are so careful. How much trouble have you caused?"

The soybean spirit sent a message: "It's a big trouble. Please ask the weapon spirit to help this time."

"The old man should be in deep sleep, so he can't be of any help."

"I'll take you to see the Sansheng Stone when I have time."

"I said, no... wait," the white-haired old man said in shock: "Three Life Stones! I'll help! I'll help!

Taoist Master, please give me your instructions."

The soybean-sized spirit smiled and said: "The troublemaker uses his energy to strengthen my spirit."

The white-haired old man's mouth twitched, but he still said: "Okay, Taoist master, don't worry."

Qing Ling smiled and said: "Thank you Qi Ling. I will try my best to mobilize the power of Jianmu to help you and speed up this step."

"Bai Fu, from now on, every leaf that falls from the red leaf tree must be sent to the derivative tower. No one can be lost. Moreover, you four guardians must not inspire the spiritual beings guarding the four directions. You must not let it go again.

Anyone know!"

Bai Fu felt solemn in his heart and respectfully said yes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the soybean-sized spirit lost its voice and floated quietly in the air.

Bai Fu asked: "Senior Qi Ling, what's going on?"

The white-haired old man rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. The terror of those with great supernatural powers in the world is far beyond your imagination. It's better not to know."



On Mount Xumi, in the Eight Treasure Pond, Qingling Yuanshen stopped practicing, Qingyun dissipated, and Yuanshen was exhausted.

He separated out strands of soul according to the rules, using the Seal of the Spring God as a bridge and the Hongye Chun as the receiving point, and used the power of heaven and earth to spread and hide within the red leaves.

On Mount Sumeru, no teleportation circle or void maneuver can escape Rahu's perception.

But his tiny soul is hidden in the alternation of spring and winter in the west, and even Rahu cannot fully detect the changes in the heaven and earth.

He will use one Yuan Hui's time to separate out a ray for a hundred years, and divide a total of 10% of his Yuan Shen's power, and the cultivation of this Yuan Hui's Yuan Shen will be perfected by itself, so that no one will notice the lack of his Yuan Shen.

This 10% of the power of the soul will be secretly strengthened in the derivative tower, and then merged with Jianmu. At the cost of distraction, Jianmu will be mobilized to summon the deity who has the same origin as the soul.

This project is huge and will take a long time, but for those with great supernatural powers, it is not an exaggeration to spend tens or even hundreds of dollars for a round.

But the premise of this plan is that he needs to cultivate to the eleventh level and become a powerful person in the world, so that Jianmu can have enough power.

And he must have enough strength to resist Luo Hu for a while and support him until the arrival of the Azure Dragon Ancestor.

Although the mighty powers of heaven and earth can still be manipulated by beings like Rahu, they will never be easily destroyed.

In the Eight Treasure Pond, Qing Ling practiced peacefully, calmly and calmly distracted.

He is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity, but instead of hunting and killing, he is escaping.

The land of right and wrong in the West, the great catastrophe of the Long Han era, if it happens in the West, Qing Ling will definitely die if he does not leave here.

Qing Ling is not like Bodhi and White Lotus, who can stay here safely with the blessing of the great luck of the West.

He can only stay in the West, but cannot live in the West for a long time. Otherwise, he will inevitably fall into the devil's path.

Even if he has 10% of Pangu's unlucky luck, Luo Hu will not force him to do anything except keep things in the west, but his roots are after all in the Eastern Wilderness, in the wilderness of Duguang.
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