For practitioners, the so-called mortal world is basically a pond that is drying up.
If a practitioner continues to stay there, he is just like a fish waiting to be dried to death!
However, this indicates that they are not the group of people who ascended after the Shushan Sword Discourse, but the new generation of monks newly trained in the Taiyi Immortal World.
Those Taoists who traveled through time with the major immortal sects, after so many years, have achieved higher levels of Taoism, become earthly immortals, and founded sects.
All of them have already perished!
At this time, Fang Zhiming just sighed and didn't think much about it.
He just asked Tao Xiaowu enthusiastically and said, "Since you, fellow Taoist, are from a small sect in the mortal world, if there is no patriarch here, I can help you, fellow Taoist, to introduce you to the patriarch of our sect!"
This is obviously an attempt to win over Tao Xiaowu!
Although Tao Xiaowu doesn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, his spells are not weak. He just went up the mountain among the undead and was able to resist the power of Lingshan Blessed Land.
However, when Tao Xiaowu heard this, he just smiled lightly and said nothing more.
The other party noted that he just thought that Tao Xiaowu had just come to Taiyi Immortal Realm and did not know the situation here. He couldn't help but said to Tao Xiaowu: "Fellow Taoist, you don't know that although Taiyi Immortal Realm is said to be an immortal world, it is not peaceful.
We cultivators, if we don’t have the protection of our master, I’m afraid we won’t be able to live well..."
When he was still trying to think of a way to persuade Tao Xiaowu, he suddenly saw a new batch of undead coming from the bottom of the mountain.
Suddenly, the group of undead became commotion again and launched another attack on the blessed land, Lingshan.
Fang Zhuming's face changed slightly. He didn't care to give Tao Xiaowu any more advice, and hurriedly saluted, saying: "Don't blame me, fellow Taoist, I have to fight the enemy, so I don't care to greet fellow Taoist!"
Tao Xiaowu also said: "It doesn't matter, fellow Taoist, just go ahead. If my place is of use, just give me my instructions!"
This was not the time to be polite, and Fang Ming just thanked him repeatedly, so he returned to the main hall, sat cross-legged on the futon under the statue of the god, and sat in meditation silently. Between his eyebrows, there was light like white hair emerging.
Turn.
At the same time, a statue of a god enshrined in the main hall also lit up, and red light like flames erupted from all over the Lingshan Mountain, burning towards the undead that rushed towards it.
Tao Xiaowumei's heart skipped a few beats: "Is this...possession by a spirit?
It doesn’t seem to be the case. What kind of Taoism is this? Why is the Yang God mentioned here merged with the power of this god? "
This kind of divine fire looks much more powerful than Tao Xiaowu's four-flavored witch fire...
Once all undead come into contact with this flame, they will turn into ashes in the blink of an eye, whether they are skeleton soldiers, skeleton archers, or even zombies, etc.
However, Tao Xiaowu also discovered a situation.
That is, those who are constantly attacking this blessed land of Lingshan are the lowest-level undead units. Those high-level undead units, whether they are lichs, death knights, or even bone dragons, are all missing.
"This is consuming the power stated on the side..." Tao Xiaowu sighed in his heart.
I originally thought that these undead souls had not discovered the weakness of this blessed land of Lingshan, but now it seems that it is definitely not that simple.
These undead have obviously been discovered a long time ago!
Fang Zhuo obviously also discovered this, and he couldn't help but be distracted and shouted: "Please help me, fellow Taoist... No need to take action..."
Just please input the power of the soul into this statue..."
Tao Xiaowu was slightly startled again. Could it be that this statue is still a magic weapon?
However, there was no time to think about it carefully at this time, as the power of the soul surged out, like a flame, into the statue of the god.
boom!
At this moment, Tao Xiaowu seemed to see a huge lake, and the vast lake water was swirling and burning like a flame.
"This is the spiritual pool...it's actually so big...it's not much, this should be the divine pool.
The power in this is not spiritual power, but divine power...
I see!"
At this time, Tao Xiaowu just wanted to understand his doubts. He felt that there was a very weak but powerful consciousness in the divine pool.
To say that it is weak means that this consciousness seems to have just been developed, as if it is like a newborn baby, and the consciousness is chaotic and fuzzy.
But that powerful and huge divine pool is the essence of this consciousness.
Fang Zhuming was sitting on the divine pond, communicating with the consciousness of the divine pond.
Manipulate the powerful force of this divine pool and turn it into a raging fire, burning towards the undead souls!
"I asked how this divine power is integrated with this Fang Ming.
It turns out that this is what happened. This is a spirit that has just been nurtured and has not yet matured in consciousness...
Moreover, this god seems to have a deep connection with Fang Zhuming..."
I have already vaguely guessed that this should be very similar to the method of cultivating ghosts and immortals and planting natal magic weapons.
The only difference is that the practice of ghost immortals relies on the power of spiritual veins to gather spiritual pools.
And this indicates that this is the Divine Pond...
I don’t know where such huge divine power comes from?
And this sacred pool is vast.
Although Fang Zhuming has become the real Yang Shen, his power is too limited compared to this vast divine pool. It becomes very difficult to communicate with the consciousness of the god and use the power of these divine pools!
It's like a small horse pulling a big cart!
At this time, Tao Xiaowu's Yuan Shen's power to control objects has improved after half a year. At this time, his Yuan Shen's power has exceeded eighty stones.
Although it is far inferior to Fang Zhuming, it can barely support him. At least it can allow Fang Zhuming to relax and take a breather.
And Fang Zhiming became more and more amazed. He didn't expect that Tao Xiaowu, a mere Yin Shen, could have such powerful spiritual power. It was indeed an anomaly...
After the end of the age of ghosts and immortals, practitioners no longer pursue the powerful magic power of the soul!
In the Shushan era, the most important thing is attack power!
With the help of Tao Xiaowu, the entire Lingshan Paradise was blazing with flames, almost turning into a burning volcano.
No matter how many undead people pounce on them, they will all be burned to ashes in a moment!
With Tao Xiaowu's help, Fang Zhuming was finally able to relax a little, and his consciousness sensed: "Thank you, fellow Taoist!"
Tao Xiaowu said calmly: "We are all of the same Taoism, so fellow Taoists don't need to be too unconventional!
How long can the divine power here last?"
Fang Zhuming said confidently: "At least we can hold on for three days, and after three days, reinforcements should arrive anyway!"
Tao Xiaowu nodded, that's good!
In fact, this statement is a bit conservative. Based on Tao Xiaowu's estimation of the consumption of these magical powers, there is no problem in persisting for seven or eight days.
Of course, if you encounter high-level undead attacking, the consumption will be different!