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Chapter Five Hundred and Two Innate Spiritual Roots

Chapter 502: Innate Spiritual Roots



Time passed little by little.

Xu Junming used the soul projection to stay in Jiu Shu's world for seven days before returning to Liaozhai World.

Looking at the cross-border teleportation array blooming with spiritual light in front of him, Xu Junming held the 'Netherworld Bone Flag' and looked on guard. However, until the wooden staff he got from Ren Wuji appeared in front of him, Lord Huosang did not come out to stop it.

"Strange, has he already left?"

Subconsciously activating the divine ball deduction, the threat hanging over his head has not diminished, but as his cultivation continues to improve, his strength becomes stronger and not as strong as before.

There must be a monster when something goes wrong, but Lord Huosang is stronger than him, so using the Divine Sphere to deduce the future doesn't provide much enlightenment.

However, the name 'Qiu Liang' became increasingly clear.

When he was deducing the name, the previously chaotic secret suddenly became much clearer.

"Daqi Dynasty! Is this person in Daqi?"

He pondered for a moment and shook his head.

There is no need to give up the practice at hand and go to Daqi to look for this person.

As long as you are in this world, it is impossible to transcend the Immortal Realm through practice, unless Lord Huosang has extraordinary means.

But even so, he was not afraid.

Not to mention the Fu Ya Po Dharmakaya Dragon Emperor who is already infinitely close to transcending the tribulation.

He also has stronger means.

Putting away the wooden staff and the Netherworld Bone Flag, he took a step and instantly appeared in a main hall.

In the huge and vast space, there stands a giant god three thousand feet tall, with the head of a bull and the body of a bull, with six arms and dark blue divine patterns all over his body.

Looking at this body, the body is full of energy and vitality, and the chest injury has been completely repaired.

Xu Junming's eyes showed uncontrollable excitement.

Thirty years.

In the past thirty years, he spent countless resources, including Cihang Pudu, who had cultivated to the peak of the soul, and all the dynasty dragon energy accumulated by the Dayong Dynasty for hundreds of years, and finally managed to repair the locked sword.

The wound left after a puncture.

Although it costs a lot, it's all worth it.

A puppet body made from the magical body of a high-ranking warrior from the Witch Clan is his last trump card to not be afraid of Lord Huosang.

His divine consciousness connected with the puppet talisman in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his three-thousand-foot body moved instantly.

In a flash of light, he transformed into a tall, yellow-faced man with a height of nine feet and a majestic build.

When Xu Junming waved his hand, the battle armor he had trained earlier, plus a eight-foot-long spear, flew into the big man's body.

Soon, a warrior with a helmet and armor, a terrifying momentum, and blood like a sea, appeared in front of him.

After examining it for a moment, he nodded with satisfaction.

With a wave of his hand, the wizard's puppet flew into his sleeve.

Turning around and going out, a huge black dog raised its head.

In thirty years, too many things have changed.

The black dog who once reached the golden elixir realm has now also advanced to the Nascent Soul realm.

One of the eight bulges between the shoulders and neck also cracked, and a new dog head grew out.

The current Heifeng looks like a two-headed Hades.

"Master, are you out of seclusion?" said the dog head on the left.

Before Xu Junming could say anything, the dog head on the right immediately complained.

"Sir, you've been in seclusion for the past few days, and Niu Kui went to the third master's place to hang out with Qingfeng again."

"This guy is really stupid. What can happen with a cow and a fox?" The dog head on the left has a face full of contempt.

The dog's head on the right winked momentarily.

"Maybe that stupid cow can create a new species, such as a fox head, a cow body, and a fox tail."

"Why not a cow's head, a fox's body, and a cow's tail?"

"Alright!"

"Hey, we should give it a name, like cow fox, fox cow or something like that?"

The two dog heads started a heated discussion.

Seeing them like this, Xu Junming couldn't help but shook his head. Ever since the black dog passed through the Nascent Soul Tribulation and grew a new dog head, it has become like this.

Looking at the seven remaining bulges on its neck, they are obviously heads that have not yet grown.

If you wait until these heads also grow and all nine of them speak at the same time, it will be a real headache.

"Black wind."

The dog head on the left who was talking happily looked towards Xu Junming.

"You go and guard Chongshan Residence."

"Black cloud."

The head on the right looked over.

"You go and guard the Sutra Pavilion."

Seeing the majestic look in his master's eyes, the two dog heads did not dare to neglect and pulled them to the left and right respectively. In an instant, the black dog that was twenty or thirty feet tall turned into two black dogs of similar size.

The light flashed and disappeared in front of Xu Junming.

After Heifeng advanced to the Nascent Soul, he awakened a unique innate magical power of the Nine Netherworld Dog, the "Distraction Technique".

Each head represents a clone and an extra life.

This magical power is very similar to Xu Junming's seven soul clones.

But its disadvantage is that every time a clone is created, the main body's cultivation is divided into two. Moreover, the clone cannot be cultivated.

This undoubtedly limits the potential of ‘distraction’.

However, one clone has one life, and as long as all the clones are not dead, the main body will not die, which is very precious.

He urged the Hutian God to perform magic and came to the backyard of Chongshan Residence.

After more than thirty years of sacrificial training, the Creation Spirit Pool has reached the peak of the realm of spiritual treasures, and has accumulated enough foundation to overcome tribulations. If Xu Junming hadn't suppressed it, it would have become an immortal weapon ten years ago.

He took out the wooden staff he got from Ren Wuji.

Although this unknown innate spiritual root has been dead for many years, there is still a trace of the innate Taishi Aoki root energy in its remaining tree heart.

Fundamental Qi contains good fortune, which means that it may be revived in the future in a sufficient spiritual Qi environment.

Xu Junming's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Hopefully we can save it."

Release your palm, a nine-foot-long wooden staff as thick as an adult's wrist, and resemble a sapphire, slowly fly towards the Creation Spirit Pond.

As if he sensed something, the innate Taishi Qingmu fundamental energy inside the wooden stick began to circulate rapidly like blue smoke.

In an instant, the sky above the Creation Spirit Pond was extremely dense, and strands of spiritual energy ribbons with brilliant aura flew towards the wooden staff like spiritual snakes.

As more and more spiritual energy is absorbed by the wooden staff, a faint cyan glow blooms from the inside of the wooden staff.

Gradually, a small bulge appeared on the thick bottom of the wooden staff. The bulge became more and more slender, like the roots of jade, stubbornly growing out.

It looks like a toddler. Although it is slow, you can see that it is growing continuously.

When the root grew to three feet and gradually turned brown, three protrusions appeared next to it.

At the same time, a light green bulge slowly grew out from the top of the wooden stick. The pink and tender green color was like the buds growing out of the dry branches when spring came. It made people feel happy, as if watching

There is hope for the future.

Time passed little by little, and when the spiritual energy accumulated over the years was absorbed above the Creation Spirit Pond, the spiritual water in the pond was also reduced by one-fifth.

What was once a wooden stick has turned into a small tree one foot three feet tall, green in color, with three branches and seventeen long and narrow leaves.

"Live!"

Xu Junming was excited.

Originally, he was just trying it, but he was not 100% sure. After all, this unknown innate spiritual root had been dead for too long.

I never thought it would actually work in the end.

You must know that this is the innate spiritual root, which contains the supreme treasure of the Way of Wood. As long as it is there, under the Chongshan lineage, generations of disciples who are proficient in the Way of Wood can be cultivated.

When it grows big enough, any leaf will be the top material for cultivating spiritual talismans, and even a branch can be transformed into an immortal weapon in the hands of a skilled weapon refiner.

If this innate spiritual root is a spiritual fruit tree, it would really be a super jackpot.

It is completely possible to refine elixirs that would make immortals envious.

All kinds of benefits quickly flashed through Xu Junming's mind.

After a long time, I took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

Although he knew that the material of the innate spiritual root was tough and powerful, he still subconsciously used his magic power to carefully lift it up and plant it in the center of the spiritual island in the Creation Spirit Pond.

This innate spiritual root has just regained its vitality. If it wants to grow, it will take a lot of time and a huge amount of spiritual energy to water it. For a while, it will not be able to play any big role.

But, even so.

With it suppressing the Dihuang Mountain, our own Cave Heaven Dharma Realm, and even the small thousand worlds in the future, will never have to worry about the decline of spiritual energy into the Age of Ending Dharma.

Of course, if the world wants to advance, there is no way to automatically reduce spiritual energy in order to accumulate foundation.

No matter how strong the innate spiritual root is, it cannot compete with the world that gave birth to it.

"Dao Ancestor bless you, this must be an innate spiritual fruit tree, even if it has a shallow foundation, it doesn't matter."

After praying silently, Xu Junming walked out of the backyard of Chongshan Residence after looking at the young tree that had completely taken root and was full of vitality.

With a quick step, we arrived at Taiyuan Cave.

The once bare top of the cave has been covered by a simple but grand stone palace.

Outside the stone hall, a high-spirited man in a green robe was holding dozens of red roses to flatter a beautiful girl in a green dress, with a golden robe in her hair.

"Qingmei, I picked this from my master's garden. It has a rich aroma and long-lasting color. Moreover, if you smell it for a long time, it can also beautify your face."

Monsters, as long as they are female, care more about appearance.

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng's eyes instantly lit up.

"Brother Niu, this flower is really so good."

The cry of "Brother Niu" made Kui Niu's bones crisp up. The cow's eyes narrowed, a faint blush appeared on its long black face, its expression was excited, and its big head nodded fiercely.

"Don't worry, Qingmei, this is what the master said, and I will never give it back!"

"I never said that."

A faint voice came from the side of the two people.

Niu Kui's expression froze, and when Qingfeng saw Xu Junming, her beauty immediately turned pale and she quickly knelt down.

"Uncle, forgive me. Brother Niu stole the flowers that uncle planted for me. If uncle wants to punish me, then punish me."

After glancing at her, Xu Junming turned his head.

"I can't see how you, a stupid cow, with your big and thick looks and a black-faced look, managed to capture someone so quickly."


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