Pang Yue asked solemnly: "Where did you get this picture?"
The smile on Luo Qingyuan's face fell, and she said seriously: "Concubine Shi Ming and I bought this picture from a stall in Fangshi. Is there anything wrong with it?"
Pang Yue squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand a little, and the picture scroll floated quietly in the void.
Then, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and one after another magic power fell on the pattern of the scroll.
I saw those shameful patterns, suddenly blooming with spiritual light, lighting up one after another!
Luo Qingyuan's expression moved slightly, and then she realized that there was another mystery in this scroll.
Little did he know that Pang Yue had just sensed something strange about the scroll, secretly communicated with him, and used the Innate Infinity Monument to deduce the mystery, and instantly figured out the mystery.
These forty-eight patterns are like codes, but in various postures, the secrets to cracking the codes are hidden.
It's like a question, and the answer is hidden in the question.
However, because the herringbone characters used to write the title were so well written, people thought it was a calligraphy work, and all attention was focused on appreciating the calligraphy, thereby neglecting the title itself.
Russian qing.
The aura flashes on the scroll and the colors change, revealing a map.
Next to it, lines of writing appeared.
Pang Yue and Luo Qingyuan came forward to take a look, and immediately looked at each other.
It turns out this is a treasure map!
I don’t know what the monk was thinking at the time, and he actually hid the treasure map in the spring... palace map.
According to the text on the picture, this is a Jindan monk from the Xuanyuan Sect of the South China Sea. Because he provoked his enemies, he had no choice but to flee to the East China Sea and eventually passed away.
At the place where he sat and transformed, he left three magic weapons, one of which was passed down. He hid the location of the place on the map, put it in a vase, put it on the sea, and drifted with the waves.
Now that the vase has long disappeared, the picture scroll has been tossed through countless hands, and finally fell into Luo Qingyuan's hands.
"Could it be a trap?"
Luo Qingyuan frowned slightly and said suspiciously.
In the world of cultivation, evil monks often make up some ancient ruins, but actually set up traps. Then they release various treasure maps, talismans, etc., to attract monks to explore the treasures...
In the world of East China Sea cultivation today, the so-called ancient caves, ancient ruins and the like are all fake in all likelihood.
Pang Yue pondered for a moment and concluded: "It shouldn't be fake, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a complicated treasure map."
"My demonic talisman clone is immortal, so I can go explore it first."
Luo Qingyuan smiled and said: "Then we will go and have a look after the Chongxuan Sect's Golden Elixir Ceremony is over."
Pang Yue nodded, put away the picture scroll, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Looking at the treasure location, it seems that it is not far from Tianjian Sect..."
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The next day, the ceremony began.
From each of the nine branches of Chongxuan Sect, a golden elixir flew from the mountain city and landed on the jade crystal platform.
The nine golden elixirs are full of auras, and their precious light and auspicious energy soar straight into the sky.
On Yingxian Mountain, a group of spectators stood on the pavilion terrace and watched quietly.
Not long after, the newly promoted Golden Core Master, surrounded by a group of junior brothers and sisters, rode the colorful auspicious clouds and leisurely descended from the Chongxuan Mountain City.
This Jindan master looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Wearing a wide-sleeved robe, with a faint smile on his face, he slowly walked up to the nine-story altar.
Under the auspices of Elder Fengli of Chongxuan Sect, he first worshiped the ancient sages of the human race.
Then he paid homage to the Patriarch of the Chongxuan Sect, then sat on the altar and began to preach.
This is the tradition of the East China Sea cultivation world, on top of the Golden Elixir Ceremony, as a repayment to the spectators of all sects.
This Jindan master named Meng Xuan used a gentle and magnetic voice to first describe his insights into breaking through to the realm of Jindan.
Then he taught a secret technique for refining weapons - the art of pointing objects as treasures!
According to legend, this method is one of the magical powers of Buddhism, but it is unknown why it has spread to other sects.
The method described by Meng Xuan is very superficial and far from the Buddhist magical power being transmitted.
After completing this chant, you can directly enlighten treasure materials, spiritual objects, and monsters, and there is a certain chance of turning them into magic weapons.
The ancient Buddhist virtuous man can directly enlighten sixth-level and seventh-level magic weapons, and his magical powers are heaven-defying.
As for Meng Xuan's secret technique, it can only enlighten a medium-grade magical weapon at most...
Even so, it is quite extraordinary.
Being able to transform several restrictions and magical powers in the blink of an eye has some shadow of Buddhist causal powers.
For Pang Yue and others, this method is a bit useless and can only be used as a way to amuse people in their spare time.
It is still unknown whether ordinary breath-taking and Taoist monks can understand this method.
The fact that Chongxuanzong was able to expose this method to the world was to demonstrate its foundation.
After that, the Golden Elixir Ceremony is considered complete.
The guests who came to watch the ceremony felt like they had an eye-opening experience.
How can ordinary casual cultivators or small sect cultivators have such an opportunity?
Next, people from various factions came to watch the ceremony and sent congratulatory gifts.
The disciples of Zhongxuanzong who performed the ceremony sang one by one.
Only then did Pang Yue discover that the other eight sects in the East China Sea, the four giant cultivators, and the Xuanji Island of the Loose Cultivator Alliance had all sent people to come.
The three supreme Yuanshen sects, Tianjian, Tianchan and Tianmo, did not show up.
The rest are some affiliated aristocratic families of Chongxuan Sect, which are also the largest group.
Among the many congratulatory gifts, the one from the Xingcang Wu clan, one of the four great cultivation clans in the East China Sea, is the most eye-catching.
The gift given by the Wu family was a crimson flame the size of a house!
Bingling True Fire, one of the seven true fires in the world!
This true fire is extremely powerful and has become a living being. When Kongzai transforms into a huge fire snake, it is very powerful.
This ball of real fire alone is worth a third-level magic weapon!
The Wu family has been inherited for tens of thousands of years and has a profound foundation. It is only slightly inferior to the nine East China Sea sects. Taking out this fire as a gift will not be questioned as "making a fool of yourself".
Just this one spot of fire immediately suppressed the other gifts.
Let all sects and families lose their limelight.
On the terrace, Luo Qingyuan smiled at Pang Yue and said: "The Wu family has a good plan. They want to use Bingling True Fire in exchange for Chongxuan Sect's second-level flying sword!"
Pang Yue immediately reacted and remembered that there would be a battle in a while, with disciples from each faction vying to show their faces, and the final winner would receive a second-level flying sword.
The Wu family offered such a heavy gift, obviously hoping to lock in the second-level flying sword in advance...
As the host, how could Chongxuanzong give the Wu family this face?
After the gift is over.
Meng Xuan smiled slightly, and his voice spread in all directions, and everything within a radius of several miles suddenly became quiet.
I saw him take out a dazzling flying sword that was like a condensed purple thunder, and said slowly:
"The name of this sword is Zihuang. It has twenty-six restrictions in total. It only needs two restrictions to become a third-level flying sword."
"This sword is a treasure that I obtained from the ancient battlefield of Fallen Immortal Island a hundred years ago to protect me from demons... Now I no longer need it. Among the Taoist monks present, whoever can guard the Jade Crystal Platform will receive this sword."
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After saying that, Meng Xuan waved his sleeves, turned around and climbed onto the cloud, looking down with a smile.
A stream of light flew out from Yingxian Mountain, landed on the jade crystal platform, and turned into a tall figure.
"Xingcang Wu family, Wu Hongyu is here, please give me some advice from fellow Taoists!"
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._