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Chapter five hundred and sixty thousand years warm jade lotus



"Master Amitabha, are you just going to let them go?" the white-browed monk came up and asked.

When he became enlightened, he received a lot of favors from Master Changmei. Of course, he had to repay such great karma, so he has been responsible for guarding the Ningbi Cliff Immortal Mansion for many years.

Now that the Ziying Sword, the treasure of Mount Emei, is lost, of course he wants to get it back to understand the cause and effect.

After whispering the Buddha's name, Zen Master Tianmeng said helplessly: "The old monk is ashamed that he is no match for the True Monarch of Chongshan. What can I do?"

"I still have some connections with Zen Master Zunsheng. He has achieved the state of 'Anagami Arhat' for many years. His magic power is very high. Coupled with the old monk and his junior disciple Kongtuo, he will definitely be able to suppress the second ancestor of Chongshan!"

Zen Master Tianmeng glanced at him and shook his head slightly.

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"Just now we were two against one, which was already despicable. If we do it again, all the Buddhist practitioners in the world will laugh at me."

The white-browed monk frowned, "The Purple Ying Sword is a treasure of Emei. If it is lost, it will probably affect the killing of the immortals after Jiazi!"

Zen Master Tianmeng thought for a moment.

"Didn't True Lord Chongshan just say that after ten years, he will let the disciples of Emei Sect come to collect the sword? If ten years later, he follows the promise and returns the sword to Emei, then the matter will be abandoned. If he is greedy, he will not take the sword with him.

Still, I have no choice but to do this."

Although Monk Baimei felt that his fellow disciple was a bit pedantic, his cultivation level was far inferior to that of True Monarch Chongshan. Without his help, if he came to him, he would just end up being beaten by others.

After all, he Baimei is also an Arhat who has achieved Buddhahood, and he is not willing to suffer such a big loss.

It's so embarrassing.

Therefore, the matter of recapturing the Ziying Sword can only be left for ten years.



Cangmang Mountain Snake King Temple.

Xu Junming and Dragon Emperor sat cross-legged in the center of the hall.

"Why are you blocked by Tian Meng and Bai Mei?"

"Old Changmei has placed a restriction on the Purple Ying Sword. If a non-Emei direct disciple gets the sword, it will trigger the restriction left in the sword and notify the nearby Emei disciples or the person responsible for guarding the sword."

"I see. Show me the Purple Ying Sword?"

The Dragon Emperor slapped the gourd on his waist, and a purple lightning bolt rushed out of the hall.

"Haha, in my Chongshan residence, I can still let you run away?!"

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the lightning trembled endlessly, but he had no resistance and was caught in Xu Junming's hand.

The light silver seal flashed, and the Ziying Sword fell silent instantly.

A two-foot-seven-inch-long, lavender-colored, sheathed long sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

Feel the rich innate sword energy above.

"It is indeed an innate spiritual treasure!"

Like his Creation Spirit Pond and Tiangong Divine Furnace, the Purple Ying Sword is also a low-grade innate spiritual treasure that fulfills the twelve innate spiritual prohibitions.

"You want to stay?" Dragon Emperor asked.

Xu Junming shook his head.

"Although the baby is good, it involves too much cause and effect, so I can't take it now. And I promised to return it to Emei in ten years in public, so how can I slap myself in the face!"

'choke'!

Unsheath the sword.

A three-foot-long bolt of cold electricity passed through the sky.

The strong sword energy is unparalleled in sharpness.

"What a sword!"

Xu Junming sighed in admiration.

Although his 'Four Elephants Divine Sword' has been painstakingly practiced for many years, it is still far inferior to the innate Ziying Sword.

After holding a sword flower in his hand, he returned the sword to its sheath.

"Ten years are enough for me to understand these twelve innate spiritual taboos. By then, it won't matter whether I have this Purple Ying Sword or not."

The most precious thing about the innate spiritual treasure is the swordsmanship contained in it.

If Xu Junming could refine an acquired sword with twelve innate spiritual restraints, its power would be no worse than the Ziying Sword.

As for the innate sword that can enable people to realize enlightenment, although he does not have it, he does have the bronze mirror that can enhance enlightenment.

Put away the Purple Ying Sword.

"Didn't you already capture Gu Chen? Didn't you find Qingsuo Sword?"

The Dragon Emperor shook his head.

"In the deep fire of Qingsuo Sword, the shadow of the bronze mirror in my Dantian is not your true body after all. It cannot be seen that far."

He patted the gourd on his waist, and the spiritual light sprayed out.

A tall, middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with a violent and powerful aura, and a thin face appeared in front of the two of them.

There was a red iron chain tied around his waist, and a silver talisman was pressed against his brow.

Not moving!

"Is this Gu Chen?"

Xu Junming said with great interest.

"If there is no second person bound by the Fire Cloud Chain in Cangmang Mountain, that would be him." The Dragon Emperor said.

"Tsk tsk, Ao Tian should thank you very much. This is the first coolie at the level of a god."

Suddenly, the silver talisman on Gu Chen's head flickered, and his body trembled.

Xu Junming saw this and smiled faintly.

"If my sealing talisman could be broken off so easily, I would have learned the art of sealing over the years."

Raising his palm, black divine patterns shone, and the phantom of a black divine gate appeared.

"Come!"

In an instant, Gu Chen's soul flew out of his body and was swallowed by the human soul gate.

His whole life was presented in front of Xu Junming.

The figures of Xin Shuangchen, the leader of Tianyin, Ren Shou, the white-browed needle man, and the six monsters of the universe, such as Xinru Shenni, have all appeared in it.

But what Xu Junming is more interested in is the secret of miraculous skills in Gu Chen's memory.

There are two types of people who can access the path of immortality.

One is the Tianyin Sect’s Secret Code of Zhenjiao.

Baiyu Scripture!

The other is the ‘Xuanyin Shenma Sutra’.

The former can be cultivated to the Xuanxian level and is a Taoist dual cultivation secret book.

The latter is a Xuanyin Demonic Technique, which involves cultivating the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Flag and the White Bone Gods and Demons of the Twelve Yuan Chen. If you practice it to the extreme, you can become a true immortal.

It is also the technique that Gu Chen is now majoring in.

I took two blank coins and recorded them, then put them into the Sutra Pavilion.

"These are the thousand-year-old warm jade lotus and the eighty-one Xuanyin Beast Gathering Flags that I collected from Gu Chen."

A lotus flower with the mouth of a bowl, which is as big as a bowl and contains rich pure Yang essence; and a long banner with eighty-one sides, three feet and three inches, in black color, flew towards Xu Junming.

Xu Junming has heard the name of Ten Thousand Years Warm Jade Lotus countless times in the morning.

Take it and take a look.

"Innate spiritual material?!"

The entire third-grade warm jade lotus flower, which is the size of the mouth of a bowl, is all condensed from the pure innate Taishi pure yang energy, and there is no trace of acquired energy.

"Let's give this treasure to Chen Lin. He majors in Chunyang Taoism, and he happens to use this warm jade lotus flower to practice his natal spiritual treasure."

"Aren't you planning to let him use the Sanyang Yiqi Sword as his natal spiritual treasure?"

"Although the Three Yang One Qi Sword is good, its potential is not as good as the innate spiritual material."

With a wave of his hand, a blue long sword and a silver needle flew into the hands of the Dragon Emperor.

"This Canglang Water Sword is also a rare celestial weapon. In addition to these eighteen White Sun Needles, you can take them. You will have something to reward your disciples and descendants in the future."

The Dragon Emperor waved his hand and put away the two treasures.

"The Xuanyin Gathering Beast Banners are made of condensed evil spirits from the ground. The ferocious spirits inside are not in line with the way we practice Taoism, so we throw them away together. It is just rare to use ten thousand refined iron to make the banner poles."

Object, please help me refine a magical sword."

"It's rare that you are so active. You don't have a crush on someone and plan to accept him as your disciple, right?"

The Dragon Emperor shook his head.

"It's not me. This is for Huo Wuhai. As the Patriarch, I have to give you a few treasures."

"It's rare that you can think of this, just leave it to me."

There was a pause.

"You have been carrying me in Cangmang Mountain for so many years. In addition to the thousand-year-old warm jade lotus, have you found any other treasures?"

The Dragon Emperor nodded.

"Really? Take it out and have a look." Xu Junming said with great interest.

The latter waved his hand casually, and the green gourd at his waist spurted out a vast five-color spiritual light.

Surrounded by the spiritual light is a cliff nearly a thousand feet high, as solid as white jade, and rich in aura!

The cliffs are covered with strange flowers and grasses. The top one is three feet tall and spreads out over half an acre. It is as big as a palm. Among the thick emerald leaves, there are green fruits the size of a child's fist.

Xu Junming recognized him at a glance.

"Thousand-year-old red fruit? Judging from its appearance, it should be six thousand years old. It is considered precious, but for you and me, such a red fruit is not a rare thing."

"However, this big stone is extremely rare. It contains spiritual energy and innate creation. It is most suitable for cultivating elixirs and fairy seeds. But it is far inferior to my creation island."

The Dragon Emperor smiled faintly, "It seems that you sometimes make mistakes."

Xu Junming's heart moved and he moved the bronze mirror to take a look. Everything inside the rock was instantly exposed to his eyes.

Underneath the rock is a tree root that occupies most of the space inside the boulder.

The roots of this tree spread out to 500 to 600 feet, enough for dozens of people to hug it.

But there is very little life inside, and it has obviously been dead for many years.

But from the roots of the tree, Xu Junming could still clearly sense the extremely thick innate Taishi Yimu spiritual energy, and at the very core, the extremely thick innate Qinghua fundamental energy.

The innate Qinghua fundamental qi is also called the innate medicinal qi!

Xu Junming was shocked.

"This tree root was originally an innate spiritual root!"

The Dragon Emperor nodded.

"It should have been an innate red fruit, but it died for unknown reasons. Its residual energy gave birth to several new red fruits!"

"But over the years, apart from the one in front of me, the rest were discovered to have been taken away by the practitioners at Baiyuya."

Xu Junming nodded happily.

No matter how many Zhuguo spiritual plants others took away, they were still not as good as the innate spiritual roots hidden in the white jade cliff.

Although it was already dead, he knew very well after having come into contact with several kinds of innate spiritual roots that even if the innate root seedling died, it would still leave a glimmer of hope.

As long as it can be stimulated, it can be reborn again.

The creation spirit water in his creation spirit pool is the perfect thing to bring this innate red fruit tree back to life.

"Haha, you have been in Cangmang Mountain for many years, and you finally found a valuable treasure!"

He reached out and made a move, and a string of water droplets flashing with the aura of creation appeared in his palm. With a flick of his fingers, a space channel the size of an adult's fist appeared in front of him. The aura of creation flew in, and then accurately covered the key points of the tree roots.

Being nurtured by nature, the originally weak and almost imperceptible vitality in the tree roots became strong in an instant.

Xu Junming stretched out his hand and patted it, and the six-thousand-year-old red fruit tree was shattered on the spot with a bang, and the pure Yimu spiritual energy was poured into the roots of the tree.

After receiving two doses of powerful supplements, the entire tree roots were filled with vitality.


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