For a disciple of a great sect who is at the peak of his innate ability, the contents in his magic bag are naturally much richer than those of casual cultivators. However, there are not many things that Xu Junming likes.
He took out a small porcelain bottle, took off the seal on it, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, then nodded with satisfaction.
Xu Junming, who gained a little, returned the middle-aged Taoist's soul and bag of magic, and the latter quickly woke up.
"What did you do to me?"
Seeing the sad and angry look on his face, Xu Junming was speechless.
It felt like I wanted to get him hooked.
"Go, go, Master Tao, I don't have the same experience as a junior like you. Go back and tell the elders of Xuanzhen Temple that if you want to regain face from Pindao, just come over here, Master Tao, I will take over."
The middle-aged Taoist took back his jade Ruyi, carried the magic bag, looked at the Taoist opposite with anger and fear, and quickly turned around and left.
After traveling for more than ten miles and feeling safe, the middle-aged Taoist sat down cross-legged, carried his magic power, and checked his body. There was nothing unusual.
I opened the magic bag and looked at it. Everything was there, except for the 'Qingyang Pill' I had worked so hard to obtain.
"It must have been taken away by that bastard."
Gritting his teeth, he decided to go back to settle the score with the other party, but thinking that he couldn't even take one of his moves, it would be a shame to go back.
But that Qingyang Pill was earned through hard work.
If taken, the Dantian can exceed 11 acres. If it is lost now, it will probably take five more years of hard work.
After hesitating for a while, he still didn't dare to go back.
Stomping his feet, he ran straight towards Wanxian Mountain.
Like Maoshan Nanzong, Xuanzhen Temple is also located in a valley deep in Wanxian Mountain.
After notifying the disciples guarding the mountain, the middle-aged Taoist went straight to the "Taiqing Hall" of Xuanzhen Temple.
"Disciple Liu Chuansheng pays homage to the master."
Different from Maoshan, the head of Xuanzhenguan has always been a Jindan monk. Now, the head of Xuanzhenguan is as pure as a real person, and his cultivation has reached the third level of Jindan. Going further, he will be in the middle stage of Jindan.
Deep and majestic.
"The attempt to capture Taoist Xu failed this time?"
Looking at Liu Chuansheng's dejected look, he knew it was not going well.
"Disciple is ashamed. That Xu Daoren is so powerful in Taoism that I am no match for him."
Chun Ruzhen frowned.
"With your peak innate cultivation level and the 'Purple Fire Ruyi' of the Nine Taoist Treasures in your hand, are you still no match for this person?"
"The red divine light in Taoist Xu's hand is so powerful that it should be a top-quality magical weapon. As for his cultivation level, it should not be much worse than his disciple. After a battle, the disciple is still no match. He has betrayed the trust of the master!"
Chunru Zhenren waved his hand.
"I misjudged that Taoist Xu's strength. It's not your fault. Go back and rest."
Liu Chuansheng nodded, with a trace of hesitation on his face.
"What else can you say?"
"I would like to report to the leader that Taoist Xu has an arrogant demeanor, speaks evil words to our sect, and does not put my Xuanzhen Guan in his eyes at all. I hope the leader can send more capable people to extinguish Taoist Xu's arrogance and defend us.
Xuan Zhen Guan’s majesty for thousands of years!”
"Then Taoist Xu is really so arrogant?"
Looking at the master's eyes, which were as deep as an abyss, as if they were straight into the bottom of his heart, Liu Chuansheng panicked. But thinking of the Qingyang Pill he had lost, the anger in his heart rose up, and he gritted his teeth.
"Exactly!"
"I understand, go down!"
Liu Chuansheng did not dare to say anything, bowed, took a few steps back, turned around and walked out.
Looking at his back, Chun Ruzhen shook his head slightly.
With his knowledge, he could naturally see that Liu Chuansheng was throwing dirty water on Taoist Xu.
There is nothing wrong with a momentary act of impulse.
If it were him, he would feel just as uncomfortable if he was beaten.
"However, Taoist Xu killed nineteen of my disciples of Xuan Zhen Guan. Although there was a reason for the incident, if he cannot teach me a lesson, it would also damage the face of Xuan Zhen Guan. However, this person has the best magic weapon in his body, and is an ordinary disciple of the peak innate
I’m afraid I won’t be able to capture him.”
After pondering for a moment, he said loudly.
"Where are the disciples on duty?"
A young disciple wearing a green Taoist robe walked in quickly.
"Head?"
"Go to Qingningyuan and invite Jiang Shouyang."
"The leader, is Uncle Jiang who is known as the 'Lord of Fire'?" the young disciple said respectfully.
"Exactly!"
"Disciple, go now!"
Seeing his figure running out in a hurry, Chunru Zhenren couldn't help but sigh.
"It's great to be young. Old guys like me have forgotten what 'worship' feels like."
Shaking his head, the hall became quiet.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
An old Taoist priest with gray hair, over fifty years old, and wearing a yellow robe, stepped in.
"Disciple Jiang Shouyang came to see the master. I don't know what the master has called me. What can I tell the disciple?"
As pure as a wave of a real hand.
"Take a look at this jade slip!"
After Jiang Shouyang caught it, his consciousness was immersed.
"This Jiang Zhizhen really deserves to be killed!"
"He does deserve to die. However, our disciples of Xuanzhen Guan were killed by outsiders. Even though we were at fault, we cannot ignore it. Otherwise, where is the majesty of our Xuanzhen Guan?"
"Does the leader want his disciples to bring the man who killed Jiang Zhizhen back to Xuanzhen Temple to punish him?"
"Our Xuanzhen Temple is a well-known and upright sect. Bringing this man back is just to let him repent in the Patriarch Hall and will not harm his life."
"Disciple understands."
Jiang Shouyang heard the song and knew its elegant meaning. The master wanted to beat him and bring him back.
"This person is quite capable, especially the red light in his hand, which is a top-grade magical weapon and is difficult to deal with. If you find him, be careful."
Chun Ruzhenren pondered for a moment, opened his left palm, and with a flash of light, a purple-colored Ruyi, about one foot long, appeared in his palm.
As soon as Ruyi appeared, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and the fire was several times stronger than before.
"Take this 'Tai Shang Jade Ruyi'."
Jiang Shouyang said in surprise: "Master, you are just a genius, but you still need to use my Xuanzhen Guan Suppressing and Teaching Spiritual Artifact?"
There are two major spiritual weapons in Xuanzhen Temple, one is 'Tai Shang Jade Ruyi' and the other is called 'Jufeng Shen Banner'.
One fire and one wind correspond to the inheritance of Xuanzhen Guan and are powerful.
"Sending people to capture Taoist Xu before failed, so it's better to be cautious."
"Disciple understands that this time we will definitely capture Taoist Xu and return to the mountain to return his life to the master."
After Master Chun Ru nodded, he held the 'Tai Shang Jade Ruyi' with his magic power and put it into Jiang Shouyang's palms raised above his head.
A ray of light penetrated from the fingertips of Chun Ruzhenren into Jiang Shouyang's top door.
"This is the magic formula for controlling the 'Tai Shang Jade Ru Yi'. You should go back and practice for seven days. After you master this sect-suppressing spiritual weapon, you can go out to find that Taoist Xu."
"I will obey the orders of the master!"
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"Master Tao, please spare my life. Master Tao, I have my life. Since the little beast opened his spiritual wisdom, he has never harmed anyone's life. He has devoted himself to cultivating in the mountains. I hope Master Tao will understand and spare the little beast's life."
A yellow-furred fox was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to Xu Junming, his face full of sorrow.
"Let's go!"
Xu Junming waved his hand.
The fox looked overjoyed.
"Thank you, Master Dao! Thank you, Master Dao!"
After that, he stepped forward and ran towards the mountains like a desperate man.
"Whoosh...!"
The little bluebird screamed.
After touching its head, Xu Junming smiled.
"This fox's evil spirit is pure and upright, and has no evil spirit. Although there is no merit in its luck, there is no resentment. Obviously, as it said, it has not harmed anyone's life. I think it will not be easy to practice, so let it go."
The little blue bird tilted its head and called twice more.
"Master, I was born with the ability to look at anger, but I can't pass it on to you. Well, from now on, I'll catch more ghosts. If it's a demon, I won't do anything evil if I encounter it, so I won't have to worry about it for the time being."
The little blue bird nodded, flapped its wings and flew into the air, quickly disappearing from the horizon.
Xu Junming didn't care about it. With the top-quality magic weapon, the green wood staff, and the advantage of flying, few people could capture it unless they were golden elixir monks or innate ones with spiritual weapons in hand.
If you can't fight, you can still run.
Taking out the red fire divine light, after continuous practice, this treasure became increasingly perfect.
"It's time to think about overcoming the tribulation."
Without knowing the details of any spiritual weapon, he always felt that he had no confidence in doing anything.
However, the accumulation of red fire divine light is not as good as the Great Grinding of Yin and Yang, nor is it as good as the Earth Emperor Pagoda whose material has reached the perfection of the cave.
Therefore, if you want to increase the chance of the Red Fire Divine Light overcoming the tribulation, you have to find a place with strong fire aura.
Xu Junming waved his hand and hit the bamboo stick, a light blue light flashed through, and the dense wattle and mugwort automatically separated to both sides, and a path wound into the distance.
This bamboo staff was used by him in exchange for the spiritual bamboo ritual training from Hu Sanniang. It is now a low-grade magic weapon of the three treasures.
Pulling grass to repel snakes has many uses.
After passing through this mountain ridge, a large river appeared in front of us.
It rains a lot in the north in summer, so the river channel is very wide, and the rich water vapor blows into your face, which makes you feel refreshed.
Because the place where he stood was still in the wilderness, there was no ferry, and naturally there was no ferry.
Fortunately, as a Taoist cultivator, among the hundreds of white spiritual talismans in Xu Junming's Dantian, there are also water talismans. Although they are not core Taoist talismans, they are enough to cross the tens of meters wide river in front of them.
"Jingle bell…!"
Just as he was about to cross the river, the copper bell hanging on his waist suddenly rang.
He stopped and took off the bell to take a look.
Only the word "xiang" is seen, shining brightly on the surface of the copper bell.
Xu Junming's pupils shrank.
This copper bell is a soul magic weapon that he made using the nine hundred smelting red copper from Wuyang Mountain. It is different from the "Yimeng Huangliang" which is the soul magic weapon.
This 'soul-catching bell', in addition to shaking the soul, its greatest function is to track the enemy.
As long as the enemy's soul is grasped, there will be no escape within a hundred miles.
If you only hold on to the enemy's magic power, the bell will ring within thirty miles.
Ghost energy, monster energy, resentment energy, blood energy, evil energy, and other strange energy will ring if they come within ten feet of Xu Junming.
This magical weapon that gathers warning and tracking was created after he learned about many magical weapons of the same type.