2222. Chapter 2222 How Many Changes (Monthly Pass)
In the heaven and earth, Qin Xuan used the ten suns to refine the art of war and refine this star.
This is almost a long time. There are too many kinds of these weapons, and there is not only one kind of material, but at least tens of millions of kinds.
It is almost a huge project to refine it and extract a trace of the mother energy of all gold from it.
However, for an innate treasure like the Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Gold, Qin Xuan can still afford to consume this amount of time.
The Mother Qi of Wanjin is said to be an innate Qi separated from chaos.
This Qi can be reused in all things, especially for refining weapons, it is almost a supreme treasure.
Even some of the imperial soldiers did not have this Ten Thousand Gold Mother Qi.
In Qin Xuan's previous life, he never had the Qingdi Sword covered with the Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Gold, but Hong Yi had one in his hand.
A Samsara Emperor Sword contains a trace of the Mother Qi of all things, but it was not obtained from here.
Before Hong Yi entered this place, this level had already been broken. The person who broke this level was none other than Luo Heitian.
He integrated this mother energy of all things into the heavenly wheel, and one heavenly wheel almost swept across the entire group of saints in the underworld.
Even Luo Heitian killed half the emperor and even became an emperor, all with the power of the mother energy of all things.
Qin Xuan's mind was spinning while he was refining the stars.
Luo Heitian probably doesn't know how to break through these six levels now. He has just become a saint and has stabilized his realm. The key is to touch the first level. However, this also means that he has lost this great opportunity.
"It's a pity that Eternal Sword is not here. If the Eternal Sword is here, with the Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Gold, it can be swallowed and refined into a holy treasure, and it can even become a holy weapon." Qin Xuan murmured in his heart, "In the past, I abandoned it ruthlessly. I'm afraid it may not have the will in its heart.
Feel good!"
He recalled the time when he abandoned his sword in the Southern Territory, but he never felt that this was wrong.
He lost the seven souls in the past, and even though they have been with him for eternity, if they were in his hands, they would be broken sooner or later. Even if they were not broken, they would just be idle.
Precisely because he lost the Seven Souls, he could ruthlessly let Wan Gu practice alone.
A weapon that can become a spirit may not necessarily lose to ordinary creatures.
From the world of cultivation to the mortal world, he has refining the Eternal Sword again and again, but he refuses to give it up. Otherwise, he will have countless swords in his hands, and he will kill countless powerful enemies without the love that has been with him to this day, forever.
Hard to compare.
"That's all, I'll just find it someday. How many years will it take? I hope it can live up to its eternal reputation!"
Qin Xuan shook his head secretly. It is unknown what his fate will be like in the present time.
Even he is difficult to predict.
But he taught the eternal inheritance, and there is more than one way to cultivate the Tao with weapons.
And in the Northern Region of Immortal Realm, Qin Lei and Ning Wuque, I wonder how they are doing now?
Perhaps, it has fallen, perhaps, it is in disaster.
Qin Xuan felt calm in his heart. He had given him enough. As for the way to go, it was not up to him alone.
…
Fairyland, Southern Territory, Desperate Abyss.
A middle-aged man looked at this place quietly.
His figure is like that of a mortal, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.
"The breath, here, here, should be the passage of immortality and underworld!"
"Master, have you entered the immortal world?"
He gritted his teeth slightly, with no trace of resentment in his eyes. Immediately, his body rolled up and turned into a wisp of sword light, rushing into this desperate abyss.
In this desperate abyss, the holy Buddha ape opened his eyes slightly.
"That's all. I owe you a debt of gratitude, so why stop me?"
Its eyes slowly closed again, ignoring the sword light that escaped into the underworld.
…
In the northern region of the fairy world, a figure looked at the sea of blood behind him.
Behind him, there is the past
Seven hundred of Daluo Tianjiao's people were all lying dead here.
Ning Wuque was carrying a spear on his back, and there was only a hint of killing intent in his eyes.
"Those who live in ancient times should die!"
His voice was filled with resentment, more like a hunter walking in this northern territory.
Also in the Northern Territory, in front of the fairy city where the Ning family is located.
Thunder light filled the air, and a unicorn with scales and armor as white as jade appeared here.
You can see the golden blood flowing slowly from the surface of its body. Qin Lei looked at the ruins, and it was a little silent.
"That guy should go crazy!"
"It's a pity that the situation is approaching. We have to find him. Otherwise, once he becomes a demon, I won't be able to explain to the master!"
Qin Lei sighed with a hint of regret. It had changed a lot. He just walked out of the Emperor's Tomb not long ago, but he heard about the destruction of this city and came here to take a look.
It could see that Ning Wuque had already arrived, but there was a huge monument standing in the ruins of Nuo. In front of the monument, there were corpses of ancient geniuses from three thousand years ago piled up like a mountain, as if they were offering sacrifices to members of the Ning family.
Immediately, Qin Lei stepped on and left the place directly.
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In the Southern Territory, on a sacred chariot, Zhen Yuan drove the car, and Luo Fuxian sat in it, driving the sacred chariot.
"Miss Luo, I'm afraid he has left the Southern Territory. Otherwise, the Southern Territory cannot be so quiet!" Zhen Yuan drove and couldn't help but said: "The fairy world is too big. How long will it take to find it like this?"
"If not, let's go back!?"
After decades of traveling from the Northern Territory to the Southern Territory, crossing the north and south, he and Luo Fuxian encountered many troubles, not to say disasters.
It is not an exaggeration to call these troubles a life of narrow escape.
He has grown a lot, and so has Luo Fuxian.
In this troubled world, those who do not change will either stand proudly in the entire fairy world, or they will only die and perish.
Luo Fuxian was silent, and she gently lowered the car curtain.
"Let's go to the Eastern Region. We have visited all nine states in the Southern Region!"
"Even if you have never found her, you should still experience it. The Luo family is too young!"
Zhen Yuan sighed softly and drove the sacred chariot. Immediately, the sacred chariot changed direction and headed east.
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Western Region, grand gathering of Buddhism and Taoism.
Nearly a thousand years ago, the ancient geniuses came together. This was supposed to be a place filled with Buddha's light, but at this moment, it was filled with blood and blood.
In the midst of this Buddhist and Taoist event, a figure walked slowly from a distance and walked with eyes closed. Until he reached this place, an ancient genius started to attack him.
boom!
Suddenly, the white-clothed monk's eyes opened, and the space around him suddenly collapsed and turned into a void.
However, within this void, there is vast Buddha light, and the void that shines is like a pure land.
"Amitabha!"
The monk in white only uttered four words.
The clasped hands slowly spread out, and the right palm slowly moved towards the ancient talent in the first realm of Hunyuan.
boom!
In an instant, the ancient genius seemed to be shattered into pieces and disintegrated.
On the arm of the white-clothed monk, there was a blood dragon with blood-colored scales, only the thickness of a thumb. It opened its mouth and swallowed the blood mist into its belly.
"Monk, if you add more, this little flesh and blood will not be enough for me to restore my cultivation!"
The blood dragon sent a message to the monk in white, causing his eyes to move slightly.
He looked at the blood dragon, but his body froze slightly.
"That's all, just don't swallow it!"
The blood dragon snorted coldly, full of dissatisfaction, but said nothing more.
The monk in white couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the roaring gathering.
“In such a troubled world, how can there be a pure land!?”