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Chapter 1209 Xuanyin Linghe, the beginning of the war

Chapter 1209 Xuanyin Linghe, the beginning of the war

Chapter 1,209 Xuanyin Linghe, the war begins

There is not much content in the jade slips.

"Master, I'm taking care of the children in the Chongshan Realm, so I can't go to the Wilderness Realm to accompany you. To prevent you from messing around outside, Fengqi will be left to you. At least you know everything about it, so I can rest assured. It's really

It's an advantage for you. However, how to win over people depends on your ability."

Xu Junming looked at everything inside in astonishment.

"Is this really what your sister asked you to give to me?"

Fengqi nodded affirmatively.

When he got here, he finally understood why Fengqi blushed and even felt a little overwhelmed when she saw him. Nuwa must have told her before coming.

"Excuse me, please go and give it to me. By the way, I have newly cultivated four low-grade Hongmeng Lingbao. You can choose one."

Feng Qi didn't look at the spiritual fruit tree next to him at all, his eyes showed a trace of loss and resentment.

"Thank you, brother-in-law, the spiritual root is no longer needed."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Xu Junming is not a fool, of course he can see that she is a little angry.

"Is she really interested in me?"

After thinking for a while, he shook his head.

Who knows if the jade slip just now was just a temptation of Nuwa? If it is just a test, if he agrees, the family will be uneasy in the future, and he will not have time to practice in peace.

Rather than simply enjoying beauty, he hopes to have a stable family.

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, he sighed helplessly.

"This is really a storm without wind."



‘Boom…!’

Earth-shattering thunder resounded across the sky.

The mighty thunder seemed like magnificent giant spears falling from the sky.

It was quickly swallowed up by a giant willow tree that was a hundred feet tall and shrouded in azure aura.

No matter how violent the thunder was, it could not do anything to the willow tree.

Gradually, the thunder subsided, and a black inner demon energy flashed down and fell into the body of a young man of about seven or eight years old wearing a short bat, with a gold rope tied around his waist and a yellow-skinned gourd hanging from his waist.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the demonic energy dissipated, and the calamity clouds in the sky turned into the spiritual energy of creation and rolled down.

The aura in the young man's body expanded rapidly, and he entered the Taiyi realm in an instant.

Thousands of miles away, Zhao Mingcheng watched this scene with mixed emotions.

He never expected that his son would be so talented that he would reach Yuanyang Fairyland in just ten years and Taiyi Fairyland in a hundred years.

In comparison, his resources as a father are not bad at all, but he is barely qualified to advance to Taiyi True Immortal. He is about to be overtaken by his own son.

I'm such a good guy.

How could he not feel complicated in this situation?

Moreover, it is not just the son, but also the daughter. Her cultivation is like a monkey in the sky, growing every day. To others, the insurmountable limit of Yuanyang and Taiyi is like eating and drinking water to them.

Generally, it passes easily.

Of course, being taught by famous teachers and having sufficient resources are one aspect, but my own talent and talent are the most important thing.

Hongmeng's spiritual body's qualifications are really unbelievable.

Hearing him sigh, Yu Lingqi smiled and said, "Why, are you still jealous of your son?"

"How could it be possible? Just being surpassed by my son will make me lose all my dignity as a father. After all, I have practiced for thousands more years than him."

"If you don't want to be surpassed by your son, just practice hard."

"Cultivation is not just about hard work. Talent, talent, perseverance, and guidance from famous teachers are all indispensable." He said, shaking his head.

"Why, are you discouraged?"

"How is that possible? Master said that as long as I practice step by step, my future achievements will not be worse than my son's." Zhao Mingcheng showed confidence on his face.

After being in contact with him for hundreds of years, he regarded his named mentor as a god.

In a place where the couple couldn't see them, Xu Junming, Feng Qi, Yang Mei, and Feng Zangyun were sitting cross-legged.

"According to his cultivation speed, it will take at most five hundred years to advance to Daluo." Xu Junming sighed.

Compared with how difficult it was when they asked for it, Zhao Xingshan and Zhao Xingyun's cultivation has simply opened up the protagonist template. Whether they are eating, drinking, sleeping or fighting, their cultivation is improving rapidly.

This talent is really enviable.

"If I had talents like them back then, I'm afraid I would already be a member of Hongmeng." Yang Mei was also envious.

In terms of qualifications, he is inferior to his apprentice.

And this difference is two completely different worlds.

"If Senior Brother Yang hadn't reincarnated, I'm afraid he wouldn't have met Master and wouldn't have had the opportunity he has now." Feng Zangyun said with a smile.

"That's true. It's always difficult to predict the difference between good fortune and misfortune."

Feng Qi looked calm and didn't say much.

"Okay, you all go back."

"Disciple resigns."

Yang Mei and Feng Zangyun turned around and left, as if they didn't see Feng Qi, who was sitting cross-legged and not moving.

They were not fools. Of course they could see that Uncle Fengqi was interested in their teacher.

After the two left, the room calmed down.

Feng Qi turned his head, "Aren't you ready to give me an answer?"

Seeing her resentful look, Xu Junming had a headache.

Over the past hundred years, he gradually understood that Nuwa patted Fengqi over to warm her bed, not to test him, but because she really thought so.

Even Fengqi himself had this idea.

But Xu Junming didn't, at least not at the beginning.

After all, his main idea is still the original Chinese thought, which believes in monogamy, cheating is immoral, and two women serving one husband together just wants to eat shit.

But whether it is Nuwa or Fengqi, they have experienced the ancient times, ancient times, and the Middle Ages. At this time, it was popular that Emperor E and the Ying Dynasty had the same husband.

Therefore, the difference in concepts caused his current frustration.

"Well, a hundred years is too short. We should think more about it. It is better to be cautious about this kind of thing."

Feng Qi's pretty face changed, and she used the same rhetoric she had heard many times.

Looking at Xu Junming who was hesitating, he walked over directly, sat next to him, and put his arms around his.

Feeling the sudden tightening of muscles and the changes in his body, Feng Qi laughed.

"It turns out that my brother-in-law doesn't have feelings for me either."

Xu Junming was a little embarrassed. After all, he was a supreme leader, decisive in killing, and he could talk and laugh freely in the face of a powerful man like Emperor Cangyang, without fear. Why did he become passive when it came to matters between men and women?

This is not his style.

Ape's arms stretched out and he hugged Feng Qi into his arms, staring intently into her phoenix pupils.

"This is your choice, I didn't force you."

With a burst of magic power, the clothes of the two people disappeared instantly.

Seeing her as fair as jade, plump and graceful figure, her anger instantly grew.

Driven by the original desire, everything fell into place.

After the violent storm, the two bodies were connected and hugged each other. Thick and mysterious Qingyun floated from the tops of their heads.

On Xu Junming's Thirteen Colors Qingyun, the gourd vine holds a Dayan mirror that is as clear as water.

There are three golden flowers floating on the milky white Qingyun in Fengqi, and the middle golden flower holds a twelve-grade white lotus.

The two people are connected by the clouds, and the magic power circulates back and forth in the two people's bodies from top to bottom, based on the wonderful principle of yin and yang.

Gradually, a ball of white air emerged outside Xu Junming's body, and a ball of black air emerged outside Feng Qi's body.

The two masses of yin and yang energy rotate slowly with each other's physical eyes as their eyes.

The mysterious yin and yang Tao charm filled the whole hut.

If it weren't for the forbidden law to block it, I'm afraid that the entire Chongshan Inner Cave Heaven would be included.

Dual cultivation is the most efficient of all cultivation methods.

But it is also the most difficult. It requires both parties to completely let go of each other's minds and fully accept each other physically and mentally, as well as in practice.

Therefore, unless they are Taoist couples who trust and like each other, few people can do it.

However, Xu Junming is now in the middle stage of Hongmeng Supreme Master. In comparison, Fengqi has only reached the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Under dual cultivation, he has not received many benefits. But Fengqi has made great progress and his magic power has increased rapidly. Gradually,

Approaching the limit of Hunyuan realm.

The time of cultivation always passes very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, another two hundred years have passed.

Xu Junming has passed away and has been sitting in the front hall of Chongshan Residence. Ever since the news that he could refine Hunyuan Lingbao came out from the Chiyang Sect, there has been an endless stream of monks who have come to his door to refine treasures and elixirs.

However, except for Xuanyin Lingpo and Zhuge Wentian, no one asked him to refine Hongmeng Lingbao, so he was obviously not too relieved.

This is also understandable. Hongmeng spiritual materials are hard to come by. Without absolute certainty, outsiders will not come to you easily.

Moreover, the time he appeared was too short. It was only three hundred years from the treasure gathering sect's auction to now. For Hongmeng monks, even a single meditation session would take longer than this.

It's normal for them to have concerns.

A rainy night.

Someone knocked on the door.

Xu Junming waved his right hand, "Come in."

Soon, a figure shrouded in black mist floated in silently.

Seeing it, Xu Junming smiled lightly.

"I thought it would take some time for fellow Taoist disciples to come."

"It's related to the middle-grade Hongmeng Lingbao. I've been anxious for a long time. If I hadn't had deep confidence in Fellow Daoist Xu, I would have come to visit you a long time ago."

As he spoke, the black fog faded away, revealing an old woman wearing a black robe, holding a dove stick, with fair hair and a childlike face, and a somewhat gloomy expression.

It was Xuanyin Lingpo who was the first to ask Xu Junming to sacrifice and practice the middle-grade Hongmeng Lingbao.

"Please take a seat."

"Fellow Taoist, you know, what I want most now is to see the treasure. Let's forget about the rest of the red tape."

"Since fellow Taoist is impatient, let's keep the story short."

He stretched out his hand and patted the storage gourd on his waist. Along with the black spiritual light, the sound of tide surged, and the mysterious Yin energy prevailed.

In the excited and expectant eyes of Xuanyin Lingpo, a small river one foot long and seven feet wide, shrouded in endless Xuanyin spiritual energy, appeared in the sky.

Suppressing the excitement in my heart.

"Fellow Taoist, is this the treasure you refined for me?"

"Exactly." He nodded with a smile, "This treasure is called the 'Xuanyin Spiritual River'. It uses the 'Xuanyin Rakshasa Spiritual Water' you gave as the main material, supplemented by thirty-three thousand auxiliary materials.

It is made through training, and the five Hongmeng restrictions are born inside..."

"Five Hongmeng restrictions?" Xuanyin Lingpo said in disbelief.

She originally thought that four restrictions would be good.

"Exactly."

After receiving an affirmative answer, she could no longer suppress the excitement and urgency in her heart. She activated her magic power to take the 'Xuan Yin Linghe' into her hands and began to study it carefully.

Xu Junming didn't stop her either.

"This Xuanyin Linghe contains Xuanyin changes and has two levels of magical power. One is focused on the word 'cold', which means that after it is activated, it will be frozen for hundreds of millions of miles and life will be extinct; the other is focused on the word 'water', which is activated

After that, the endless waves of mysterious yin can destroy the dry and decayed, but also protect the whole body, which is endless and invincible. The mystery of this can be understood by fellow Taoists on their own."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Seeing that she was intoxicated, Xu Junming did not disturb her.

He drank tea and rested by himself.

Time passed little by little, and the Xuanyin Spirit River began to change in the hands of Xuanyin Spirit Mother. For a while, there was a strong cold air, for a while, the sound of water surged, and finally it turned into heavy water light to protect the whole body.

I don't know how long it took before everything stabilized.

Xuanyin Lingpo waved her hand, and the Xuanyin Linghe disappeared in her palm. She looked at Xu Junming sitting beside her, bowed to the end, and spoke sincerely.

"Thank you fellow Taoist for your help. Xuanyin will remember it in my heart and never forget it."

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist. We can benefit from each other. Of course, if you, fellow Taoist, are interested, you can spread the word for me."

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, Xuanyin will live up to his trust."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"etc."

His steps stopped, and his eyes showed subconscious vigilance.

Xu Junming saw it in his eyes and smiled calmly.

"Fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong. Ever since I admitted that I can refine the Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure, this place has become a key monitoring place for the major sects, especially the Chiyang Sect. Especially Zhuge Wentian, knowing that you don't deal with him, even more

He is keeping a close eye on you. Now I'm afraid he has already lined his pockets and will wait for you to leave so he can get in and catch you in one fell swoop, completely eliminating the threat."

Xuanyin Lingpo's expression changed.

"I have always been careful, Zhuge Wentian cannot discover my whereabouts."

"Really? Don't forget, this is Chiyangfang, the fundamental place of Chiyang Sect."

With a flick of the finger, a water mirror appeared in mid-air, and the picture soon became clear.

Zhuge Wentian, the True Lord of the Red Sun, was dressed in a purple Taoist robe, holding a flaming flag and sitting cross-legged in the air. Behind him were the disciples of the Red Sun Sect with solemn aura and murderous look on their faces.

All of them hold magic weapons in their arms, like soldiers heading out for battle.

More importantly, their location blocked all the exits of Chiyangfang. Although these people, except for Zhuge Wentian, together were not her enemies, they could stop her with the formation of Chiyangfang.

When Zhuge Wentian arrives, she will be at a disadvantage instantly.

"It's a pity that I haven't fully practiced Xuanyin Linghe yet, otherwise why would I be afraid of this thief." Xuanling Lingpo secretly hated her in her heart. At the same time, she was also shocked by Xu Junming's magical power.

Can you actually notice Zhuge Wentian's every move without alerting him?

The pictures in the water mirror keep rotating, but no matter where they go, they always look heavily guarded.

Xuanyin Lingpo's heart couldn't help but sink.

She knew clearly that she had been caught in a trap. The reason why Zhuge Wentian hadn't taken action yet was because he was worried about Xu Junming, the Hongmeng Supreme Master.

His heart moved, and he looked at the opposite side hopefully, "Fellow Taoist, I..."

He waved his hand to interrupt her.

"Friend Xuan**, Pindao is just a weapon refiner. I don't want to get involved in the grudge between you and fellow Taoist Zhuge."

The decisive words made Xuanyin Lingpo's face show deep disappointment. She originally planned to use Xu Junming's dojo to complete the Xuanyin Linghe ritual, and then directly kill the Chiyang Sect.

But Xu Junming is not a fool. When Zhuge Wentian knew that Xuanyin Lingpo was here, if he wanted to keep her, he would break up with the Chiyang Sect in advance.

Of course he would not agree if he planned to remain hidden behind the scenes.

But it was not his original intention to let Xuanyin Lingpo leave like this.

After thinking for a moment, he patted the dharma bag on his waist, and along with the powerful spatial rhyme, a talisman with brilliant rays of light and thousands of auspicious auras slowly flew out.

"Although I have not known each other for a long time, my friend Xuan** can be regarded as friends after this treasure refining. I can't bear that my fellow Taoist will be in trouble because of me. I got this talisman in my early years and have never used it. This time

So I gave it to my Taoist friend. As long as he rushes out of Chiyangfang and activates this talisman, he can move hundreds of millions of miles in an instant and escape this disaster."

Looking at the spiritual talisman that slowly floated in front of her, especially the powerful space Daoyun on it, Xuanyin Lingpo's eyes showed excitement.

She is also a well-informed person, so she can naturally see the value of this space talisman.

After taking it with both hands, his tone was sincere.

"I don't say thank you for your kindness. In the future, Xuanyin will never refuse when fellow Taoist Xu invites you."

"Friend Xuan**, you don't have to be like this, please get up quickly."

"Farewell."

"Good go, friend Xuan**."

Send Xuanyin Lingpo out of the door and watch him leave.

However, after the former left Xu Junming's Chongshan residence, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he chose a secret place to hide, and took out the teleportation talisman given by him to study it.

There is no fool who can cultivate to the realm of Hongmeng. During the time of thousands of Yuanhui, or even tens of thousands of Yuanhui, they have also experienced various intrigues.

They know very well that there is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no hate for no reason.

The mouth honey belly sword is a routine operation.

Therefore, what Xuanyin Lingpo wants to do most is not to leave, but to confirm the authenticity and function of the spiritual talisman. Otherwise, at the critical moment, he will be trapped.

Fortunately, after some inspection, there was nothing unusual.

I couldn't help but feel relieved.


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