"How is that possible?" Wenshu's expression was a little astonished.

"Haha, silly boy, I don't even bother to lie to you. If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it. If you don't believe it, take a look at this." Hou Qing blew lightly, and a black bead floated out of his mouth.

The beads are shiny, the interior is turbulent, and the black mist is steaming and filling the air, turning into countless thin snakes tangled in a criss-cross pattern.

Manjusri took the bead and activated his spiritual power, and suddenly dark clouds floated out, firmly fixing himself in the center.

The dark clouds are misty and dim, and a dull roar can be heard vaguely. It can actively eat away at external attacks and has the ability to withstand curses.

Compared with Baoguang Ruyi, this bead has similar effects in terms of effect and usage.

"Refining the Tao is an ancient sect that has existed since the beginning of the world. It has been the mainstream until now. The recipe for refining weapons has a long history. It is reasonable for Yuanshi Tianzun to learn from the achievements of the Zombie clan and create Liuguang Ruyi."
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"It seems that in my memory, the treasures and spells invented in later generations are not necessarily the products of the new era."

Lack of information is the biggest obstacle to reproduction in ancient times.

It is difficult for excellent products to travel across thousands of mountains and rivers and be known to all living beings in the world. As a result, the road to spiritual practice is blocked and rugged, and many races stick to their own rules and remain stubborn.

Because of this, the emergence of Kongmingshi has been recognized by Tiandao, and it has fully promoted its evolution and expansion.

The rivers in the empty world unite the entire prehistoric world and provide great convenience for the spread of news.

As the master of the emptiness world, Manjusri naturally reaped the biggest dividends, and his merits were collected continuously. A large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures were the most generous, and he made a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Manjusri smiled like a spring breeze and said to Hou Qing: "It doesn't matter, since this method is useless, I will try another one."

This recipe is a method of condensing relics mastered in the ruins of Wanxiang.

However, as soon as Manjusri said about 30%, Houqing shook his head boredly: "It's just a matter of practice. King Suddhodana's method of condensing relics was originally taught by me. There are more than a dozen old recipes here. Take a look.

Let’s see.”

As he spoke, he took out a blooming lotus and presented it to Manjusri.

The lotus rotates slowly, and each petal is recorded with different methods of refining the relics, shining with a faint precious light.

Manjusri immediately realized that the bone, flesh, hair, and three kinds of relics that Jiguang Bodhisattva is practicing now are most likely improved by King Suddhodana on the basis of the old formula.

Not all correct formulas can achieve the desired effect.

Realm, materials, needs, environment, and promotion are all factors that need to be considered.

When there are different formulas that serve the same purpose, the one chosen in the end is often the cheapest, simplest, and fastest. Many formulas with profound knowledge and gorgeous features will be put on the shelf and difficult to use.

This is like the Zhoutian Starry Formation, which can control the sun, moon and stars, shocking the ages. Almost all the great sages of the Demon Court in the past knew how to form it, so why has it never happened again in the prehistoric times?

In Journey to the West, Kunpeng answered this question: "It's expensive and wasteful."

Manjusri pushed the lotus back, gathered his thoughts, and thought about his own survival.

There are only fragments of the story of Hou Qing in historical records, and even the inscriptions praising the Zong people are just a few strokes, as if they are deliberately trying to erase his existence.

However, his talent for refining Taoism can never be wiped out by time, and the formula he created has lasted for countless years to this day.

In Manjusri's era, refining had not yet reached its peak, at least no new eighth-level masters had appeared. The formulas in his memory seemed a bit weak compared to the accumulation of several Yuanhui by Hou Qing.

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Thinking of this, Manjusri came up with dozens of formulas, but most of them were improved based on ancient prescriptions and did not have much practical value. The rest were just gadgets. In the future, Qing's realm can be completed by listening to a few prefaces.

It is derived from various deductions and may even be slightly improved, but it is even more difficult to discern.

Benefit, Benefit, Benefit...

Manjusri tapped the futon lightly with his fingers, feeling a little helpless.

He still holds a few formulas in his hand, and they can be sure to be new products, but there are many implications behind these formulas. If he makes the slightest mistake, there is a risk of being hunted down by the law of heaven.

"Senior, please listen to this recipe." Manjusri thought over and over again and told the recipe of Nantianmen.

Hou Qing was a little impatient at first, but after listening to a few sentences, his interest surged, and his face gradually showed excitement and joy.

"Wonderful, wonderful, this thing is a little weird, a little strange, and a little mysterious." He couldn't help rubbing his hands, summoning some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and refining a simple prototype on the spot.

"This Nantian Gate is indeed interesting. It can use the sun and the sea of ​​clouds to achieve the effect of transmission across space. It is most suitable for the Lich Tribulation and the Demon Court to use it to conquer the four directions. I think it should be the gateway to the Heavenly Court now. With this treasure, the army can

You can easily travel to the three realms without being suppressed by the barriers of the earth."

"Young child, you are really greedy. No matter how good the Nantianmen is, every time it is activated, it requires a huge amount of resources. With your current state, you will not be able to make it operate for the rest of your life."

Houqing had a sharp eye and rich experience. He directly discovered the origin of Nantianmen from the changes in the ancient times that Manjusri first described.

Manjusri touched his nose and said openly: "The formula is the secret of Heaven. I also got it by chance. I wonder if I can use this formula in exchange for Xiao Tianmen?"

Xiaotianmen is a treasure from ancient times.

The Nantian Gate of Heaven is a one-way transmission, through the vast space inside the treasure, it can accommodate millions of heavenly soldiers and generals, and tear the void and project it in the three realms, achieving the miraculous effect of the speed of soldiers. In the final battle of the Vientiane Forest, Chang'e was

This method was mobilized to summon endless reinforcements from heaven.

However, Nantianmen is famous for its ability to control the killings but not the burials. It only sends people away but not picks them up. If the immortals, officials and generals want to return to heaven, they can only rely on their own ability to fly through the clouds and mist.

But Xiaotianmen is different, it is a fixed-point two-way transmission.

This treasure was created by the Demon Ancestor Luohu during the Longhan Calamity Era. It was used to quickly travel through the fourth level of the prehistoric world and plan the layout.

Xiaotianmen has two molecular gates: the mother gate. The mother gate has no ability to move. After activation, it will take root like a rock, but the child gate can change its position at will, making it extremely convenient to use.

After Manjusri made this request, Hou Qing shook his head and refused.

"Nantianmen is indeed a treasure of transmission, but to me it is like tasteless food. It is a pity to throw away. At most, it is just to expand the inventory. Three of Xiaotianmen's refining materials have become extinct while I am still alive.

, let alone now, the price is too high, putting the cart before the horse."

"Of course, you can use three opportunities to replace the treasure of Xiaotianmen, and I will not listen to the formula of Nantianmen in vain. If you want any resources, just say it."

Manjusri thought about it again and again, and finally chose to exchange opportunity for Xiaotianmen.

Hou Qing nodded slowly, flicked his fingers, and countless treasures of heaven and earth flew out of the void in an instant.

Rootless water, white beans, zhakun grass, blue sky and clouds, yellow pond crocodile tail...a dazzling array of materials slowly rotated around Houqing.

He closed his eyes tightly and breathed with all his strength, like an old monk in trance, calm and heavy.

After half a stick of incense, a rich vitality came from Hou Qing's body, like a continuous spring rain.

Phew~

Hou Qing suddenly let out a breath, and her skin broke into powder inch by inch, and a bright and white-toothed young man walked out of it.

Manjusri stared at the living young man with wide eyes, and was extremely shocked.

"Why are you so surprised? Is it possible that you are the only one allowed to use the method of reviving a corpse?" The young man's voice was cold and clear, pulling Manjusri's thoughts back.

He rubbed the palms of his hands, and a green light appeared. He waved his sleeves and rolled out several tornadoes.

The tornado roared and flickered with fluorescence, illuminating the dark cave slightly.

The materials wandering around were swallowed up in the body by the tornado one after another, and the impurities were peeled off through constant rotation, and fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

Hou Qing narrowed his eyes and waited patiently for the tempering to be completed, then suddenly activated his means to summon dark clouds to hold the tempered material firmly.

A powerful whistling sound echoed densely in the dark clouds. The green wind willow branches, slender and tough, leaned out along the dark clouds and bound them into a cage from the outside to the inside.

Hou Qing's expression was as calm as water, and various refining techniques were activated one after another, revealing the attainments of a peak powerhouse.

His eyes were full of confidence, and at his fingertips, green vines and green vines, birds chirping and tigers roaring, or dark clouds and blue sea...the visions were endless and continuous.

Finally, Hou Qing completed all the procedures and planted the embryo deep underground.

Half an hour later, a plush pink Overlord flower broke out of the ground and bloomed beautifully.

At the core of the flower, two black and white fish lie, hugging each other and turning slowly.

This is Xiaotianmen.

Manjusri took Xiao Tianmen over, his eyes full of joy: "Thank you, senior."

"It doesn't matter, you have two more chances. As for Nantianmen's formula, herds of beasts, spiritual plants, treasures, etc., you can exchange them."

"Senior, may I ask if there is a swarm of alien beasts?"

Hou Qing nodded and brought up the screen. There were six types of exotic beast swarms he was breeding.

After Manjusri selected two swarms of millions of bees, he took the initiative to leave the cave. Before leaving, Houqing gave him a white fish, which was the sub-gate of Xiaotianmen.

The vision flickered and the world rotated. Manjusri woke up and found himself sitting under a bamboo root, with blood that had not yet solidified and exuded a sweet smell.

The sky is deep, the night is deep, and the stars are scattered in the Qiuxiang Plain.

The cold smell filled the depths of the nasal cavity, as if everything that just happened was a dream.

Manjusri summoned the moon-inviting fish and sent the mother gate of Xiaotianmen back to Samantabhadra.

Now is the time to race against time. If you make the slightest mistake, you will be doomed. In order to prevent long nights and dreams, Manjusri simply called a swarm of bees to surround the bamboo forest, and directly built a small gate with Samantabhadra.

The black fish flickered and was planted deep in the Gengdu Mountains. Puxian invested several resources to encourage the black fish to take root and sprout continuously.

At the same time, the white fish in Manjusri's palm became hot and swaying slowly into the air, turning into a three-meter black mirror, standing quietly in the bamboo forest.

Ripples appeared on the mirror surface, and after a moment, Pu Xian showed a curious expression.
To be continued...