The powerful sword energy was like a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, passing through the red wall.
Compared with the difficulty the first time, this time it seemed much easier.
A gap appeared, and Xu Rui was shocked. With the help of the space power of the Kongming Divine Tree, he compressed the space around the natal puppet Xu Xuandu to the extreme and passed through the gap.
When I landed on the ground, I saw that I was surrounded by familiar halls.
In the center of the main hall is a familiar bronze lotus.
On the copper lotus, a milky-white conch floats.
This conch is one foot long, and its surface is covered with cone-shaped protrusions. These protrusions, which are the size of an adult's finger, are covered with pale purple patterns.
Of course, with Xu Rui's knowledge, he could tell at a glance that these patterns were actually spiritual patterns.
"Innate spiritual pattern, the original body of this conch is at least a Taoist species."
The natural spiritual pattern is the appearance of magical powers. Think of the vast darkness, which is at least the power of fifth-grade magical powers.
After briefly observing it for a moment, he swung the dragon-slaying sword, and the sharp sword energy quickly severed the connection between the conch and the formation.
He stretched out his hand and the conch fell into his palm.
At the touch, the golden finger appears.
"The heavenly magic conch, sixth grade medium."
After leaving his mark of consciousness inside, Xu Rui showed a hint of surprise on his face.
This Dharma conch is worthy of the word "magic".
The dark space inside is 300,000 miles long.
Moreover, there is an internal rotation force. As long as you enter it, no matter how you fly, you will always circle around the conch and never fly out.
Unless there is something like the Xu Ruikong Mingshen Tree that can spatially locate it, or an equally mysterious method, there is no way to find the boundary.
Moreover, there is no spiritual energy in this conch, and the result of constant consumption of mana is that it will directly die of exhaustion inside.
Finally, this giant conch itself is extremely hard and can withstand even a sixth-grade medium-grade Zifu treasure.
With a push of magic power, Xu Kunlun and Xu Buzhou flew out from it.
Looking at the scars caused by the dragon-slaying sword, Xu Rui's heart moved, and his spiritual energy was swallowed by the snail.
The powerful devouring power is actually dozens of times more powerful than Xu Kunlun's iron-chewing technique.
In less than half an hour, the sword mark had returned to its original state.
For Zifu's heavy treasure, as long as it is not seriously damaged or the external spiritual energy has declined too much, it will basically not fall down the level.
"What a good baby."
Xu Rui played with it for a long time before reluctantly putting it in his Dantian.
The inner space of this heavenly conch is huge, and it also contains amazing pinching power. It is a good thing for collecting people and objects and carrying the universe.
Three hundred thousand miles of space is enough to fit a dozen Earths.
In addition to Tianji Hall, Tianxuan Hall is next.
Xu Rui did not rush to let the three natal puppets in, but asked them to meditate to restore their mana before preparing to continue.
Just about to go in.
Suddenly a message from Mirage was received.
"Sir, the ceremony will begin in one month, so please come back early."
"A month?"
Xu Rui counted it with his fingers and sighed secretly.
"I didn't expect time to fly by so fast."
Nearly a year has passed since he entered the Bilian Cave, to worship and practice the Erlong Bell, and then to break into the two main halls of Tianquan and Tianji.
…
When you work hard, you don't feel the passage of time at all.
After looking at the majestic Tianxuan Palace, Xu Rui took back his steps.
He had been planning the Dharma Conference for three years and invited powerful people from all over the world, so it was impossible to cancel it.
"Anyway, this Jade Lotus Secret Realm won't escape here. It won't be too late to come back after my ceremony is over. It may even make my strength even further."
After settling on the idea, he activated the Kongming Divine Tree to open the space passage, allowing Xu Xuandu to return to the Divine Sword Peak of Tianzhu Mountain.
Xu Kunlun and Xu Buzhou who stayed behind did not leave either.
Sit down cross-legged and use the inspiration here that far exceeds the outside world to increase your cultivation.
If someone is dishonest at the Dharma gathering, they can add more people in time.
As for Xu Rui himself.
Something moved in my heart.
The projection of the Kongming Divine Tree once again appeared above the head. The lush, mysterious and mysterious Kongming Divine Tree suddenly shed a spiritual light.
The space ahead shattered, and a space passage soon appeared, and the other end of this space passage was the Jasper Lotus Secret Realm.
After the two sides got through, inspiration came flooding in like a tidal wave.
Xu Rui was immersed in this abundant inspiration, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
For the Kongming Divine Tree, the growth of the inner cave means that it continues to mature and its power continues to increase.
Therefore, the secret realm of the Jasper Lotus, which is rich in inspiration and is almost twice as rich as the Kongming Divine Tree Cave, must not be missed.
"We need to gather more of this wool. It would be great if we could annex it."
In addition, in addition to harvesting wool and accelerating the growth of Kongming Divine Tree Dongtian, Xu Rui also intends to weaken the Jasper Lotus Secret Realm.
Otherwise, there is no chance that the final item in Tianshu Palace will fall into his hands.
You must know that this treasure may be a top-grade Zifu treasure that he has never seen before.
So precious.
As long as you encounter it, there is no gift of giving up.
…
Time passed little by little.
In this month, Tianzhu Mountain's Divine Sword Peak, a place that was originally not well-known in the spiritual world, became the center of the world's turmoil.
The True Lord of Beiming, Xu Xuandu.
With this Dharma conference, more and more people are aware of it.
Swish.
A spiritual light came rushing from a distance.
In this aura package, there are three men, old, middle-aged and young, who are also wearing blue gowns and have a graceful bearing.
The old man and the middle-aged man stood behind him, while the young man with feather fan and turban, who looked like a prince, stood at the front.
"Uncle Taishi, Xu Xuan responded to every call, and he really made a big splash this time." The old man said.
"Yes, Uncle Taishi. I heard that this time there are big names in the cultivation world. In addition to Tianji Pavilion, which always ignores secular affairs, even the overseas abbot Xian Sect also sent people here. The cultivation world has not been like this for some years.
It's exciting, the True Lord of Beiming, Xu Xuandu, is famous all over the world this time. If he takes the opportunity to set up a dojo at the Divine Sword Peak of Tianzhu Mountain, there is no doubt that another large sect will be added to the world of cultivation." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"A low-grade Zifu treasure, a cultivated cave seed, and sixth-grade high-grade spiritual fruit and elixir. No sect can resist the temptation of these treasures. As for establishing a sect? Haha, Xu
If Xuandu wants to establish a large sect, it will not sell the Mie Xiancha and Dongtian seeds."
…
The old man and the middle-aged man nodded in agreement.
For any sect, the Zifu Chongbao is an existence that suppresses luck. Once you get it, you will never sell it.
And the Cave Heaven Seeds are even more extraordinary.
As long as they are cultivated, they can be used as a retreat for the sect, ensuring that when the sect declines, it will not be destroyed by the enemy.
It is the foundation of the sect’s inheritance.
However, cultivating the cave is too troublesome and requires too many resources.
Except for those who are interested in establishing a family or a large sect, monks will not bother with such things.
"Uncle Taishi, ahead is the Divine Sword Peak of Tianzhu Mountain."
The middle-aged man reminded.
The young man nodded.
"Huh? I didn't expect someone to walk in front of us."
The old man and the middle-aged man followed his gaze and saw a powerful escaping light falling into the Divine Sword Peak.
"Let's go and have a look."
As soon as the young man activated his magic power, his already fast light escape speed instantly increased by one level.
Soon we arrived at Shenjian Peak.
The person who just fell down felt the fluctuation of mana and turned his head to look over.
"Bo Yungong is from the Tianhe Sword Sect."
A young man wearing a white Confucian robe spoke.
The words just fell.
Swish.
The escaping light falls.
The two sides looked at each other.
Standing at the front, an old man wearing an old Confucian robe, a silk scarf on his head, and a short beard on his chin, who looked like a village school teacher, smiled and said: "I never thought that I would not see the real master before coming to Tianzhu Mountain, but I met him first."
Fellow Daoist Guo."
"Guo Songyang met Bo Yungong."
Both parties greeted each other.
"I never thought that in a Dharma conference, Lao Bo Yun Gong would appear in person." Guo Songyang said.
"Songyang Academy is not far from Tianzhu Mountain. It just so happens that the old man has nothing to do, so he happened to come here to take a look and meet the new rising stars in the spiritual world."
Just as Guo Songyang was about to speak, his keen consciousness instantly noticed the increasingly intense fluctuations in spiritual energy.
Subconsciously, he turned his head to look, and soon saw a pale golden Buddha light coming from the west, coming at lightning speed.
Guo Songyang's expression was a little cold.
"It's really lively today, even the bald donkeys from Luohan Temple are here."
"Amitabha, why did Donor Guo speak so rudely?"
Before he finished speaking, the Buddha's light fell to the ground and two monks appeared.
The one at the front is wearing a blue monk's robe, with a thin face, and holding a string of twenty-four Buddhist beads in his hand.
Simple, no extra decoration other than that.
As for the monk behind him, he was nine feet tall, holding a magic wand, with a leopard head and eyes, and muscular muscles. He looked like a vajra arhat coming to earth, with a breathtaking aura.
Guo Songyang snorted coldly, "Fazhi, aren't you in seclusion? Why did you come to Tianzhu Mountain?"
Luohan Temple is located on Kuocang Mountain in the north.
The Tianhe Sword Sect is located in Wushan, surrounded by the Yunlan River in the north.
Although the two sides are separated by three thousand miles, for large sects, this distance is really not that far.
Therefore, in order to compete for resources, conflicts often occur between the two parties.
The relationship between them is naturally very different.
"...We usually keep saying that the four elements are empty. But now I have encountered a treasure. I don't see you being 'empty'. Instead, you run faster than a common person like me. I really don't even have the dignity to do so."
…
Hearing this, the sturdy monk holding the magic wand could not help but look angry. He was about to explode when he was stopped by the Dazhi monk in front of him.
"Amitabha, our Buddhist sect has its own laws, and we don't need Donor Guo to tell us what to do. Moreover, this is the Divine Sword Peak of Tianzhu Mountain, not the Tianhe Peak of Wushan Mountain. Donor Guo is making such nonsense here, where does he place the owner of this place?" Dharma wisdom is not soft.
Not hard.
"Green Gourd Sword Fairy"
Guo Songyang snorted coldly, he was not stupid.
How could it be possible to offend the owner of this place by saying nothing?
"Fazhi, you are as treacherous as ever."
"Amitabha, Donor Guo misunderstood the poor monk too deeply. If we let go of our prejudices, the Donor and I will definitely be able to turn our hostility into friendship, and maybe even become close friends."
"Forget it, I don't want to have a friend like you."
After saying this, he led his disciples and strode towards the top of the mountain.
"Let's go too."
After the old Confucian nodded to the decree, he led his disciples along the mountain road towards the top of the mountain.
Although there is no major conflict between Songyang Academy and Luohan Temple, they do not agree with each other on the doctrines, are far apart, and have little friendship.
Looking at their backs, Dharma Prime Minister's eyes flickered, but there was no hint of joy or anger in his expression.
"Uncle, the people of Tianhe Sword Sect go too far to bully others."
Monk Pangda said in a dull voice.
"Don't pay any attention to a group of uneducated barbaric vulgar people."