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Chapter sixty two

Yue Chen stretched out his hand and pulled Jin Ling, blinking into the sea, and Jin Ling suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked at Master Miaoran and said: "Since your sect has accepted me, I will give you some benefits. However, I have agreed in advance that without my consent, no one can enter the bottom of the stone tower and seize my pool.

Divine water, that’s mine!”

Master Miaoran looked clear. He nodded gently and said: "This place is yours. The pool of sacred water including this stone tower is yours. No one is allowed to act recklessly!"

Speaking of which, he was helpless. The bottom of the stone tower had been restricted by Huo Li. These people didn't even have the Cave Void Realm, so how could they break through the restrictions imposed by the Pure Yang magic weapon!

Seeing that Master Miaoran was not greedy, Jin Ling took a high look at him and recognized the Xianzong somewhat.

He pointed to the door of the stone tower and said: "There is a magical power above this stone door. You can learn it."

As soon as he pointed, golden light flickered on the stone door, and a scripture appeared.

Everyone hurriedly looked towards Shimen and suddenly exclaimed.

Laws of heaven and earth! This is an extremely great magical power. It is recorded in the classics that this magical power is only available to the giants. I didn't expect it to be available here.

However, when everyone thought about it, they understood that this magic formula must have been left behind by the giant clan after his death.

However, if you learn the techniques of the giants, you will have to bear the consequences.

But none of the monks present flinched. Cultivation is basically about the jungle. Those who can cultivate to the soul are the proud ones of heaven. Now that a truly great magical power is in front of them, no fool will not learn it!

Soon, everyone wrote down the magic formula, and Master Miaoran immediately decided to add this magical power to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion so that qualified disciples can practice it.

Seeing that everyone had written down the magic formula, Jin Ling said to himself: "There is some Jin Ling mica in the sea. I guess you also need it, right?"

His light words shocked everyone!

Jin Ling Mica, the top divine material in this world, would definitely become the divine material for the Pure Yang Magic Weapon. He even asked people if they wanted it!

As soon as he finished speaking, all he saw was a sword and a cauldron, disappearing in the blink of an eye like a real dragon entering the sea.

Master Miaohua and Master Miaoyan moved the fastest, one transformed his sword into form, and the other directly threw the magic weapon in.

The rest of the people were not to be left behind, and used various means one after another, either throwing magic weapons into the sea, or simply directly manifesting the soul's dharma body into the sea, to fish for mica!

It’s not that people don’t have the means to move mountains and seas, but there are too many people. Under a random explosion, if the place is blown through, what should I do? It’s better to obediently go into the sea and fish it out.

Taoist Tai Lin did not make any move. He looked at Yue Chen suspiciously, knowing that his disciple Yan Guo had his hair pulled out, so why should he be left out?

When Yue Chen saw his master looking at him, he hurriedly touched the Qiankun bag and smiled at his master.

Tailin Taoist understood clearly, but he didn't say anything. He just threw the Shenxiao Purple Thunder Pagoda into the sea and ignored him.

As for Huo Li, he took Jin Ling and added another layer of restrictions outside the stone tower. Now no one can even enter the stone tower.

After leaving, I had to rebuild a place to stay outside.

There was the Yuanshen elder from Lianbaofeng who was good at refining armor. He stretched out his hand and threw it, and a small palace flew into the air. In a few breaths, it turned into a magnificent palace, sitting on the stone island.

The defense of this hall is not weak, it can block attacks from those below the Yuan Shen, so it can stand firm in this sea of ​​suffering and provide some added protection to subsequent disciples.

There were many futons in the hall, and the monks entered the hall to make some repairs and meditate one after another.

With this breath adjustment, I found that the spiritual power here is indeed very active. When it usually circulates for one week, it can circulate here for two weeks.

Everyone was very happy. In addition to Taixuan Zhentian, the sect now has another treasured land. The disciples of the sect will surely grow stronger and stronger. There is no need to worry about the sect not being prosperous!

It has been said that it has been two years since Yuechen joined the sect, but he has not even been to the cave of the sect.

Firstly, his realm is still low and he does not need to go to the cave to practice. Secondly, his master and ancestors are all stationed at Shenlei Peak, so he does not want to go to the cave to practice for the time being.

His master, Miaozhu Zhenren, wanted to wait until his master was promoted to Yuanshen before retreating to Taixuan Zhentian to practice in seclusion. Now the plan has not changed. It is estimated that when he comes out of the sea of ​​suffering, his master will go to the cave to practice.

Go all out to break through the realm of cave virtuality!

Not long after, magic weapons and Yuan Shen Dharma Bodies rose from the sea one after another, each carrying the collected golden mica and flying toward the temple.

Master Miaohua's sword intent was wrapped in several bowl-sized pieces of golden mica and came at a high speed.

With a wave of his sleeve, the mica disappeared without a trace. The others who wanted to see how many pieces he had picked up couldn't help but rolled their eyes and hid their own gains.

The last thing to come ashore was a large cauldron. After the cauldron came out of the water, its light shrank. After shrinking several times, it turned into a small cauldron the size of a fist. It flew directly into the sleeves of Master Miaoyan and disappeared!

However, everyone also guessed from his smiling expression that he might have picked up a lot, and his mind became a little more active. In the future, he would have to ask for some mica to refine treasures for his disciples.

Master Miaoyan didn't know that these people were already eyeing his Golden Spirit Mica, so he smiled at Jin Spirit and said: "Thank you for the gift, little friend. If you have any treasures that you want to refine in the future, you can come to my treasure peak to refine it.

I will definitely try my best to refine it for my little friend!"

Seeing this, the rest of the people also promised Jin Ling that they would do their best to help if they needed anything.

Yue Chen's eyes lit up. This was all a favor. It seemed that giving up some mica to win over these people was a right move!

Jin Ling was also very happy. He had never dealt with so many people. Now that everyone was thanking him, he didn't know how to express it. He just nodded shyly.

On the other hand, Yue Chen was extra happy for his friend. He kept smiling and nodding in response, saying thank you to all the ancestors and uncles!

Everyone couldn't help but twitch their mouths when they saw it, and sighed for the golden spirit. Although this golden spirit lived a long time, he was alone. Due to various reasons, he didn't even grow up, and his mind didn't twist for such a long time. It was obvious that he was

Really pure soul.

How can people not like such a simple and sincere Jin Ling? I didn’t see that Master Miaohua was already looking more and more satisfied. He was determined to win!

When Yue Chen saw the Shenxiao Purple Thunder Pagoda coming back, he looked at the pagoda with some curiosity.

It seems that he has not said a word to Lei Che yet. This pagoda is very cold and cold. No one except his master, Taoist Tailin, pays attention to it. He doesn't know what the temperament of the person who made him is.

Yue Chen tugged at Master's sleeve and asked with his eyes how many pieces of mica he had picked up. Taoist Tailin stretched out his green-white fingers and counted the numbers.

Yue Chen opened his mouth wide, he was indeed a pure Yang magic weapon, he could pick up things faster than others.

With these golden mica, plus the ones in his hand, God Thunder Peak will be able to produce many more magic weapons, and the competition between the peaks will be exciting in the future!

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