It was much easier for Yang Junshan to enter the Immortal Palace again. After consuming three crystal bricks to fill the lamp of the Spiritual Liquid Soul Lamp, he entered Nantianmenfang City again.
Compared with the last time when Nantianmenfang City was deserted, this time Yang Junshan deliberately chose the last three days at the end of the month. The market was really lively. Not only were most of the shops on both sides of the street open, but also people were coming in and out.
There are also many more monks than before.
"Have you heard? It is said that the Immortal Palace requires the authority to use the Escape Order below. Any sect with Tiangang monks can obtain the Escape Order, and the threshold for entering and exiting the Immortal Palace has also been lowered to the Xuangang Realm. From now on, entering and exiting the Immortal Palace
I’m afraid there are more people in the palace.”
"The entry and exit of the Immortal Palace is calculated by crystal bricks. The threshold has been lowered. What can some {}{}novel {][} monks or forces with shallow knowledge do if they enter here?"
"There are still three nails in the broken ship. People can't afford to buy things, so they can sell them, right? What's more, I heard that the rent in this market may be reduced, and the period of stay for monks will be extended."
"Well, is this news accurate? If it is true, it seems that I will discuss with the head brother to see if we should also build a shop in this fairy palace."
Not long after Yang Junshan came to the Immortal Palace, he heard such news. In fact, he had learned this news from Taoist Ziyuan several years ago.
Lowering the threshold for entering and leaving the Immortal Palace, allowing more monks to enter the Immortal Palace, allowing all parties to exchange their needs as much as possible, and allowing the resources of the cultivation world to be reasonably distributed. If these are true, then the Immortal Palace will be like this
This series of measures cannot be taken on a whim.
Yang Junshan thought in his mind that people had once again arrived at Tingyuxuan, the headquarters of Fei Sect in Nantianmen, and the person who was on duty at Tingyuxuan at this time happened to be an acquaintance, Jiang Xin, whom he had just met last time in the Immortal Palace.
Real person.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, we meet again!"
When Master Jiang Xin saw it was Yang Junshan, he immediately laughed "haha" and said: "Fellow Daoist Yang, I haven't seen you for a few days. You are here to look for my master, right? The master recently said that you are probably coming soon. Come here."
Come on, I'll take you to see him."
Master Jiang Xin was very enthusiastic. After a brief exchange of greetings with Yang Junshan, he knew that he was here for something, so he led the way towards the pavilion in the backyard of Tingyuxuan with his body swaying.
After crossing the threshold of Tingyuxuan, the familiar space fluctuation appeared. Yang Junshan found that he had once again appeared in the Huxin Pavilion when he came to Tingyuxuan last time. Only this time, when he appeared, he
His soul consciousness keenly sensed several bright eyes resting on him.
There are Taoist ancestors, and there are more than one!
"Well," Master Jiang Xin in front of Yang Junshan seemed to have noticed something, and immediately turned around and said with a "hehe" smile: "Brother Yang, you have been here before, just go straight to the pavilion on the other side, Master.
The old man Zuta is right there, so I can’t go there.”
Seeing that Master Jiang Xin was like this, Yang Junshan just nodded helplessly. When the guy saw this, his fat body immediately became like a rabbit, and he plunged into the space portal behind him and left, while Yang Junshan had to walk along the lake.
The corridor of the heart pavilion leads to the pavilion on the other side.
The water curtains hanging down from both sides of the corridor blocked Yang Junshan's view. After walking a certain distance, he heard a voice saying: "Senior Dongliu, are there guests coming?"
Patriarch Dongliu said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I'm just a junior."
Turning around the corridor, Yang Junshan saw four people, oh, no, five people, drinking tea in the pavilion not far away.
In addition to Ancestor Dongliu, Ancestor Ziyuan, who has not been heard from for a long time, is also in the pavilion. Behind Ancestor Ziyuan is her incarnation. Yang Junshan’s eyes are sharp, and he can clearly see this from a distance.
There are a few cracks on the face of the external incarnation.
In addition to these two Taoist ancestors, there were two old men in the pavilion. One of them seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed, while the other was looking towards Yang Junshan. When their eyes met, they saw the old man.
He actually smiled and nodded to Yang Junshan. He seemed to be an extremely easy-to-get-together person. Moreover, this person was also the only person in the pavilion whom Yang Junshan could clearly see his cultivation. Like him, he was also a perfect Taigang Realm person.
of monks.
However, seeing that although this old man is just a real person, he is sitting in the pavilion on an equal footing with several other ancestors. You don't need to think about it to know that this man's status is probably extremely high.
Yang Junshan did not dare to neglect, he bowed forward and said: "Junior Yang Junshan has seen extremely senior people!"
The Taoist ancestor who closed his eyes and rested in concentration seemed not to be seen. Ancestor Ziyuan nodded slightly, and it could be seen that his face was a little unhappy. The old man Taigang smiled at Yang Junshan. As the host, the ancestor Dongliu
Pointing to a seat next to the pavilion, he said: "Looking at the time, you may not be able to wait any longer. I happen to have something to do here, so just wait here for a while!"
Yang Junshan nodded without saying a word, just sitting aside and watching his nose and heart.
Patriarch Dongliu turned his head and said to the Taigang old man: "Fellow Taoist Qibao, I think you have heard about Friend Ziyuan. With my Taoist's attainments in weapon refining, can you remove the body of Friend Ziyuan?"
Is the incarnation completely repaired?"
This Master Qibao seems to be a great master who is extremely skilled in weapon refining, so even if he is only at the Tai Gang realm, Patriarch Dongliu is quite polite when talking to him.
"Disaster!"
Master Qibao shook his head when he heard this and said: "To tell you the truth, when I heard that fellow Taoist Ziyuan was distracted and damaged, I once thought about whether there was a way to repair it, but after thinking about it, I couldn't find it.
I think that the soul-splitting gourd is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, a miracle of creation. The difficulty is not to repair it after it is damaged, but to repair it without damaging its spirituality."
When Patriarch Dongliu asked Master Qibao, Patriarch Ziyuan's eyes flashed with a hint of hope. But after Master Qibao finished speaking, Patriarch Ziyuan could not hide the disappointment in her expression, but her soul-splitting incarnation was
Crying and laughing again and again, he whispered: "I knew it was like this!"
Qibao Zhenren pondered for a moment and said: "However, I am limited by my cultivation and do not know the secrets of the realm. Taoist fellow Ziyuan can enter and exit Guanghan Palace, why don't I ask for advice from those masters of weapon refining who are above the Tao realm? Maybe they have other ideas
Maybe there is a way to repair this soul-split incarnation, or maybe there is another way to use the puppet technique of fellow Taoist Jihun."
When Master Qibao said this, he glanced at the Taoist ancestor next to him who had been closing his eyes to rest, but the ancestor still ignored him.
Ancestor Ziyuan heard this and sneered: "Those weapon refining masters above the Dao realm are more likely to have become masters of weapon refining because they advanced to the Tao realm. If we really talk about the weapon refining attainments, I am afraid they may not be as good as you, fellow Taoist."
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Taoist Jihun, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, opened his eyes and glanced at Patriarch Ziyuan when he heard this. There seemed to be a hint of displeasure in his eyes. Apparently, this puppet master was probably just like what Patriarch Ziyuan said.
It was his advancement into the Tao realm that prompted him to achieve a qualitative change in the art of puppetry.
Taoist Dongliu secretly smiled bitterly. Patriarch Ziyuan had obviously encountered too many obstacles during this period. She was resentful of the weapon refining masters of various sects, and her external incarnation was extremely crucial to her path to enlightenment. Only then did she care about it.
Chaos, an unintentional remark might offend even that Jihun Taoist.
"Brother Taoist, don't be surprised, Taoist friend Ziyuan said it unintentionally!"
Taoist Dongliu first confessed his crime to Taoist Jihun, and then said: "I wonder what you have to say about repairing the external incarnation of fellow Taoist resource?"
Jihun Taoist opened his eyes slightly and said expressionlessly: "Scatter the incarnation true spirit and return to the soul-splitting gourd body. Maybe I can recover it."
"What? Dissipate the true spirit and return to the original body?"
Upon hearing this, Taoist Ziyuan was furious at first, but then his eyes towards Taoist Jihun became dangerous: "To disperse the true spirit is to remove all the cultivation of this body's external incarnation, and return to the soul-splitting gourd.
The main purpose is to remove the self-consciousness of this incarnation, which means that the soul-splitting gourd will no longer belong to me. I would like to ask fellow Taoist Jihun, what do you want to do?"
Taoist Jihun felt his heart tremble when Taoist Ziyuan stared at him. He forced himself to sneer and said: "I said that this is how you want to repair this soul-splitting gourd. You treat the father of a gentleman with a villain's heart. Since
You can’t trust me, and you’re worried that I’m cheating on you, my dear, so you don’t need to beg me.”
Taoist Ziyuan laughed angrily and said: "Not to mention what your intentions are, the true spirit of the incarnation is scattered and left to you to repair. But I am about to have a thunder disaster. Where will I have time to restore the cultivation of the incarnation? By then.
I might as well give you the soul-splitting gourd, and then turn yourself into ashes under the thunder."
"Fellow Taoist, please be patient!"
Taoist Dongliu first persuaded Taoist Ziyuan, and then asked Taoist Jihun: "Dare you ask me, friend, if you really hand over the soul-splitting gourd to you, how sure are you that it can be repaired?"
Taoist Jihun looked a little unnatural when he heard this. He coughed awkwardly and said: "About, about 30 to 40%!"
"Haha!" Taoist Ziyuan's sneer was high-pitched.
Taoist Dongliu shook his head and said no more. The pavilion fell into silence for a while, and the solemn atmosphere made Yang Junshan sitting beside him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.
At this time, Master Qibao's deep voice made Yang Junshan feel relieved: "Actually, there are other ways to repair this special incarnation."
Master Qibao waved his hand and said: "I don't dare to ask for advice. In fact, both of my fellow Taoists know what I am about to say. It is nothing more than three heaven and earth treasures, namely mending mud, rejuvenating dew and Wanmiao Immortal Root. If there are any
One of them, even without our help, I think fellow Taoist Ziyuan can repair this incarnation by himself."