Zhuang Wuming knows a lot of things that tallow trees don't know.
The tallow tree also knew things that Zhuang Wuming had never heard of.
The two had a good conversation, and Zhuang Wuming understood more and more about this fairy and demon time and space.
After three rounds of drinking, the banquet was almost over and the dancers left one after another.
The clansmen who were accompanying the wine dispersed one by one, leaving only the tallow tree and Zhuang Wuming in the entire palace.
In the quiet main hall, there was no question. Pan Wuming looked at Zhuang Wuming and said, "Fellow Taoist Zhuang came here this time, but there is something wrong."
Zhuang Wuming thought for a while, "Master Pan, what do you think of Baiman Mountain?"
There was a trace of envy on the surface of the tallow tree, "If the fairy mountain and blessed land can be well built, it will be the foundation that will be passed down for eternity."
"Yes, it is the foundation for the eternal Taoism. I want to send this mountain to the Panwu Gao Sect Master."
"I wonder if the sect leader is willing to take over."
When he heard this, the tallow tree remained calm and smiled faintly.
"Fellow Taoist Zhuang is joking. That Baiman Mountain is the cave of the Green Robe Ancestor. How could I be so virtuous as to dare to dream of this blessed land?"
Zhuang Wuming shook his head and said, "As the saying goes, princes and generals have the ability to be in love with each other?"
"As far as I'm concerned, Master Pan's Spiritual Insect Division, Pan Gu Sect, has reached its limit."
"It's not easy to go one step further, achieve a blessed land, and survive the Great Tribulation of Loose Immortals."
Hearing this, Pan Wu Gao did not argue, "Yes, since ancient times, the Great Tribulation of the Immortal has been the most dangerous calamity. Without the protection of the Blessed Land, the chance of surviving it is very small."
"One step makes you immortal, and one step makes you mortal."
"There are two kinds of lives between immortals and mortals. One lives forever, and the other lasts only two hundred years."
"Who in the world doesn't want to become an immortal?"
Hearing the heartfelt emotion from the tallow tree, Zhuang Wuming smiled lightly, "Then it's even more important to fight bravely and broadcast a way out, isn't it?"
"In today's world, all the blessed places in the caves and heavens are owned by their owners. If you want to find a blessed place, it is more difficult than climbing to heaven."
"The ancestor of the green robe lost his body, and his second spirit was also destroyed. It can be said that the deer lost its cauldron, and the whole world chased him away."
"If fellow Taoist don't seize this opportunity, there will be no chance of breaking through the barrier between immortality and mortals."
Hearing this, Pan Wu Gao's face turned gloomy. He boasted that he would be undefeated in his life, and his fighting power was no less than that of an ordinary Sanxian.
But this last step is not something he can break through if he wants to. Without the protection of the blessed land, it can be said that there will be no life for ten years.
Zhuang Wuming's expression was dull. He knew a lot of information when he came to the Immortal Demon Space. Although there were many swordsmen in the Immortal Demon Space, there were only a few loose immortals.
Although many demons and ghosts have broken through the level of loose immortals, it is all because of their bloodline.
But if a mortal monk wants to break through the realm of loose immortals, he must survive the catastrophe of inner demons.
A person in Shunze who goes against his will will become an immortal, only to be upside down in the middle.
Immortals naturally have the mind of an immortal, which is the Taoist mind.
The so-called inner demons are the seven emotions and six desires. The first step in spiritual practice in this world is to control one's own seven emotions and six desires. Wisdom is not controlled by emotions.
It is said that the blessed land is a place that can effectively suppress the seven emotions and six desires, so all major sects will work hard to find the blessed land of cave heaven.
Many monsters in the world have destructive physical qualities, but their realm is still that of a swordsman.
And the same is true for right-wing people like Pangaowao.
The most powerful thing after entering Sanxian is that the Taoist heart can take over the Qi of heaven and earth, and truly be born from Qi, preventing it from being polluted by acquired turbid Qi, and prolonging one's lifespan.
"What Fellow Taoist said is reasonable, but Fellow Daoist's purpose is probably to cut off the green-robed ancestor."
"Yes, since the ancestor of the green robe dares to attract my attention, Emei, he must pay the price. I am here to give him retribution."
"I don't need Baiman Mountain. After getting rid of the green robe, Baiman Mountain can be owned by the sect master."
"Now, Master Pan is interested."
Looking at Zhuang Wuming with a plain face, Pangaowao didn't know what he was thinking.
"If I don't agree, how about breaking up the Taoist friends?"
"No matter what, I, Emei, am not a demon. I will not force you to do anything. At worst, I will go to several other tribes."
"There are always people who want Baiman Mountain. As long as they are willing to contribute, they will naturally share in the benefits of Baiman Mountain in the future."
Hearing this, Pangaowao suddenly burst out laughing, "Okay, okay, Taoist friend is indeed honest."
"To be honest, I have a plan for Baiman Mountain for a long time. It's not just me, but the other nine tribes have also made small moves."
"It's just that we are all preparing and the strength is not enough, so we don't launch it easily."
"How do you say this?" Zhuang Wuming was very interested.
"Baiman Mountain currently relies on only one thing, and that is the Ten Thousand Poisons and Five Spirits Formation."
"This formation was passed down from ancient times. It can condense the power of ten thousand poisons and turn it into five poison spirits. Depending on the accumulated poison power, the power that can be exerted is different."
"Hundred Man Mountain is a blessed land, connected to the earth's veins, where there are enough poisonous creatures, so each of these five poisonous spirits has a destructive level of conventional combat power."
"Only by destroying the Ten Thousand Poisons and Five Spirits Formation can we suppress the green-robed ancestor."
"Does Master Pan know how to break the formation?" Zhuang Wuming's eyes fell on Pan Wutong, showing the intention of asking.
"The method to break the formation is actually very simple. As long as you find five destruction-level conventional masters, contain the five poison spirits, and then send people to break the formation flag, the five poison formation will be broken naturally."
"I see, it seems that the sect leader has already found other destruction-level masters?"
Pangaowao smiled faintly, "Yes, in fact, I have found three colleagues. They are all at the peak of swordsman cultivation. They are only one step away from breaking through to loose immortality."
"However, the path to the Sanxian is extremely difficult. Without the protection of a blessed place, the chance of surviving it is only one percent."
"Now that fellow Taoists are here, there are exactly five of them, so it is a coincidence that fellow Taoists are here."
Zhuang Wuming was overjoyed, but his face remained calm, "It seems that I have done unnecessary things. With fellow Taoist methods, I am afraid that this last one can be found easily."
Hearing this, Pan Wu Gao shook his head and said, "How is that possible? My three Taoist friends have already exhausted all their efforts to find them."
"Every other person in southern Xinjiang who has destructive-level conventional combat power has a clan sect behind them."
"What if I recruit one and the news leaks out immediately, and the plan is leaked?"
"So the Taoist monk's arrival was too coincidental. It seems that it was God's will that Lupao must die."
Zhuang Wuming couldn't deny it, "I don't know when the sect leader plans to take action."
Hearing this, the tallow tree raised his hand and waved, and a piece of colored smoke floated out from his fingertips, turning into a huge formation.
"Look, fellow Taoist, this is the formation diagram of the Ten Thousand Poisons and Five Spirits Formation."
Zhuang Wuming raised his eyes and looked at the formation diagram. It was covered with countless nodes, and each node seemed to have established an altar.
Among them, the five altars are the largest, emitting five colors of light, with five formation flags on them.