Chapter one hundred and sixty-two purple gas mighty 30,000 miles
When the saint walks, the purple energy comes out and spreads for thirty thousand miles.
Starting from Purple Air Island, Lu Meng walked all the way towards Poseidon Island.
Along the way, whether they were monsters or monks, all the blood, essence and mana were sucked away by the purple energy above his head, leaving behind dry corpses.
It is no exaggeration to say that a great devil was born.
However, as the carrier of purple energy, Lu Meng became more and more sacred. Not only was his whole body fragrant, but as he stepped, lotuses grew in the sky, and three purple lotuses floated in the purple clouds above his head.
Wearing a purple robe, her black hair is like a waterfall, and her eyes are as bright as purple gems.
Coupled with his strong and slender figure, he looks like a divine descendant.
When he arrived at Poseidon Island, the purple clouds above his head had already generated three thousand miles of purple energy.
It was like a saint traveling, with great pomp and circumstance.
Before people arrive, the vision arrives first.
The Holy Master of Poseidon Island and the elders who were not in retreat were all alarmed.
They left the island one after another, trying to find the source of the purple energy.
Zhuang Jiutian, who was refining the divine source in the Danding Pavilion, was alarmed by the purple energy in the sky and walked out of the retreat.
Because he felt an extremely evil aura in the sacred purple air, as if it wanted to devour all living beings.
Zhuang Jiutian instinctively hated the purple energy that appeared above his head.
However, the elders on Poseidon Island did not seem to notice the abnormality in the purple energy. They looked at each other and talked with each other, guessing which saint had left seclusion.
The Holy Master of Poseidon Island was a little tangled in his heart. He was afraid that this strange saint would borrow their Poseidon Island's magical weapon.
After all, you can't leave the customs early or late, but you can only leave the customs after the divine magic weapon of Poseidon Island is exposed.
As the Holy Lord, he has the full power to read all the secret scriptures on the island and has a general understanding of saint-level existences.
A drop of blood or a hair can kill a powerful person.
Moreover, it is also recorded in the classics: If you are not a saint, you will ultimately be an ant.
In front of a saint, no matter how powerful you are, it is useless, not even a king.
"Why did you come out?" On the mountain peak where Danding Pavilion is located, Taoist Chihuo said immediately when he saw Zhuang Jiutian walking out of the quiet room.
"Elder, what's going on with this purple aura all over the sky?" Zhuang Jiutian asked.
"Maybe some big shots are coming to our Poseidon Island, but these have nothing to do with us. The Holy Lord will take care of it." Taoist Chihuo obviously didn't care much about who the visitor was.
"Have you finished practicing? Then let's start refining the Nirvana Pill. I have prepared the materials." Taoist Chihuo has already prepared three ingredients for the pill recipe he received from Zhuang Jiutian.
Seeing how anxious Taoist Chihuo was, Zhuang Jiutian knew that he could no longer delay. Otherwise, God knows whether this fiery elder would put on his shoes.
Afterwards, the two went to the underground fire room and activated the defensive formation to prevent being disturbed.
After arriving at the Earth Fire Room, Taoist Chihuo proudly introduced it to Zhuang Jiutian: "How about it, it's no worse than the top-quality fire veins on Fire Dragon Island."
After careful observation, Zhuang Jiutian discovered that the purity of the fire veins in the Earth Fire Chamber was due to the formation.
"Boy, refining alchemy is not that simple. If the fire vein is not good, it is not about finding a better fire vein, but to find a way to raise the ordinary fire vein to the required level. What is the purpose of practice? It is to transform decay.
For magic.
In my entire life, I have never seen those alchemists who complain about poor medicinal materials, poor alchemy furnaces, or poor fire veins. Real alchemy is about taking over the creation of heaven and earth and turning decay into magic. If all good materials are used, then
Why do you need an alchemist? Anyone can make a magical elixir.
Refining alchemy is not only refining alchemy, it is also enlightenment, and it can inspire monks more than pure enlightenment. Think about it, all kinds of genius treasures, various spiritual plants and medicinal materials, have different origins, different growth environments, and different origins.
The same, study them, understand them, ponder them, and how much can you gain from them. Even if the same medicinal materials are grown in different environments and years, the information you get from them will be different. Understand the truth behind it,
Isn’t it more pleasurable than simple enlightenment?”
Zhuang Jiutian was greatly moved. He thought this was a truth he had understood alone, but he did not expect that Elder Chihuo understood it more deeply.
An elder from a small Poseidon Island has such a profound understanding of spiritual practice.
Then among the billions of monks in the world, are there no others who have a deeper understanding?
At this moment, Zhuang Jiutian finally understood a truth, "When three people are walking together, I must be my teacher."
Even though he has a chaotic body and has unparalleled talents, and his cultivation is as simple as eating and drinking, it does not mean that others cannot do it, nor is it the reason why he looks down on others.
At this moment, the more or less inexplicable sense of superiority that had arisen in Zhuang Jiutian's heart disappeared in an instant.
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"Disciple, please remember the teachings." Zhuang Jiutian thanked Taoist Chihuo sincerely without any presence in front of him.
Taoist Chihuo nodded with satisfaction. He had already discovered Zhuang Jiutian's problem.
The common problem of most geniuses is that they look down on ordinary people.
Little do they know that in the universe, life is called a miracle because of its infinite possibilities and infinite creativity.
Even a strong person at the level of an emperor cannot know everything and be proficient in everything.
The heaven and earth are all vast and boundless. There is no distinction between high and low, strong or weak. It is only the monks who are strong and weak that makes them look uneven.
Coupled with the fact that the powerful emperor suppressed ten thousand people, this wrong demonstration caused all the creatures in the entire universe to embark on an evil path.
Logically speaking, something like the "Tianxin Seal" with obvious man-made traces should not exist in the world.
The real universe should be fair and righteous, rather than leaving a bug-like existence.
When his mind was in a daze, Zhuang Jiutian fell into a slight enlightenment.
Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something remarkable.
Just when Zhuang Jiutian was about to catch it, the fire chamber suddenly shook.
The fire of the earth's veins condensed by the formation became manic and restless.
Elder Chihuo's expression changed drastically, and he immediately said to Zhuang Jiutian: "Stay here and don't move."
Then, he disappeared into the fire chamber.
At this time, the entire Poseidon Island had been shrouded in purple energy, almost turning into a dead place.
Except for a few elders who followed the Holy Lord, all the other monks, big and small, were swallowed up by the purple energy.
If the Holy Master of Poseidon Island hadn't sacrificed his holy soldiers to support them, I'm afraid the few remaining people would have had their energy taken away.
"Holy Lord, I can't hold on anymore." An elder shouted with a pale face.
Feeling that the laws of the Holy Path among the holy soldiers were showing signs of passing away, the Holy Lord of Poseidon Island finally made up his mind and shouted: "Everyone, follow me into Poseidon Temple to avoid disaster."
Afterwards, they entered the Poseidon Temple and opened the Holy Path Array.
However, under the erosion of purple energy, the formation was crumbling.
It is as if there is a real saint controlling the purple energy.
Poseidon Island suffered such a disaster, but they didn't even see the enemy's shadow.
Not to mention, discovering the Purple Qi True Lord who controls the Purple Mist.