Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

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But for a moment, a giant mulberry with no root system, as high as one hundred meters, appeared in front of you.

The strong pure yang essence radiated out, making the surrounding area within a hundred meters of a furnace like falling into a fire.

Looking at the giant mulberry in front of him, Xu Junming nodded in satisfaction.

Sure enough, as he expected, the grade of the ‘Red Jade God Sang’ Supreme Spiritual Roots was preserved.

"If someone from the Pure Yang School knows that you have this hand, they will definitely not exchange it with you." Longdi said.

"They don't know, do they?!"

With a snap of his fingers, soon, a purple light burst out from the ground and turned into a purple purple potato boy on the ground.

"Zizhi, plant this red jade god mulberry on the 13th."

For the herbal Spiritual Roots, Xu Junming has two completely different systems and four different grades.

Tiandi Xuanhuang and A, B, C, Ding.

The former corresponds to Xiantian and the latter corresponds to Houtian.

Like the low-grade Xiantian Spiritual Roots he had obtained earlier, it is the ‘Yellow Level’, and the original ‘Xiantian Zhu Guo’ that has just been restored is the ‘Xiantian Spiritual Roots’.

Houtian Spiritual Roots is different.

The lower-grade fairy root corresponds to the ‘D’ grade, the middle grade celestial root corresponds to the ‘C’ grade, and the highest grade celestial root corresponds to the ‘Grade A’.

The letter T thirteen means that the red jade god mulberry is the thirteenth best immortal root he obtained.

The Spiritual herbs below the fairy roots have been eliminated from his medicine garden.

After a respectful response, Zizhi patted the medicine basket on her waist.

The tyrannical suction enveloped the red jade god sang, who became smaller and smaller and disappeared in the medicine basket.

"Go ahead."

"The disciple retire."

"By the way, you will personally take care of this Xiantian Zhu Guo when I am away in the future."

"Thank you teacher!"

Glancing excitedly at the middle-grade Xiantian Spiritual Roots next to her, Zizhi can clearly sense the turbulent and powerful Xiantian Qingmu Spiritual Qi and the almost endless Qingmu Taoist rhyme.

If he can be cultivated here, his Cultivation Base will surely be able to achieve great speed.

Waved.

"Go ahead."

After a deep bow, Zizhi's figure gradually disappeared.

"I will stabilize the Cultivation Base."

After leaving this sentence, the Dragon Emperor also disappeared.

He shook his head slightly, and finally glanced at the Ruiqi strip, after the brilliant Xiantian Zhu Guo, Xu Junming came out with good fortune Lingdao.

As the east rises and the west sets, the sun and the moon are waning, and three months have passed quickly.

At this moment, there are thousands of cultivators gathered inside and outside the Yellow Dragon Mountain, and countless auras are soaring into the sky.

The vast Magic power, the powerful aura is everywhere.

On the entire Yellow Dragon Mountain, there are four huge spirit boats suspended in the air, and in each of them are thousands of Dadaomen disciples sitting.

Beside this ark, there are seventy-eight spirit arks of different sizes, obviously one size smaller.

Their breath, although not comparable to the four great spirit boats, can be called tyrannical.

This is in addition to the Gate of Four Avenues, the Seventy-Eight Taoists of Central Plains come to the gate.

There are at least two to three Xuanxians sitting at each door.

When these arks go outward, there are some suspended pagodas, golden swords, and the like.

The disciple sitting on these Magical Items is the middle door of the one thousand and eighty homes in the Central Plains Taoists who own real immortals.

As for just the next door of Celestial Immortals, there are even more.

The total number of Rin Rin is probably no less than ten thousand families.

Except for these Sect disciples, most Rogue Cultivators dare not be so high-profile. Of course, those Rogue Cultivators of Cultivation Base are exceptional.

Seeing the time for preaching is approaching, when everyone is looking forward to it.

"Roar…!"

The powerful Dragon Yin instantly made everyone subconsciously look up into the air.

Suddenly ripples appeared in the originally emptied mid-air, and gradually a huge and magnificent crystal palace about a hundred meters long appeared in the mid-air.

Haven't waited for everyone to slow down.

In the same way, three suspended peaks appeared in the air.

"Is it the Crystal Palace of the Sihailong Clan and the Sanshan Flying Island of Penglai Mountain, Xuandu Mountain, and Kongming Mountain?!"

Everyone instantly recognized the origin of these four fairy artifacts.

The Dragons of the Four Seas have always been in the same spirit. Although there is only one Golden Dragon in the Four Seas, few other forces dare to offend.

In contrast, Penglai Mountain, Xuandu Mountain, and Kongming Mountain, although they encounter external threats, they will join hands against the enemy. But when it comes to unity, it is far inferior to the dragons.

However, it is not an easy generation to be able to cultivate from a poor and white Rogue Cultivators all the way to a golden fairy. In particular, the lord of Xuandu Mountain, "Xuandu Daoist", has cultivated as a golden immortal for tens of thousands of years. In terms of seniority, he is even higher than the celestial master Zhang Chongyang.

The strength of a body is even more unfathomable.

The Golden Light of Kongming Mountain and the Two Mothers of Golden Clouds are also rare female golden immortals in Shenzhou of Chixian County. The two jointly hold the Xiantian Lingbao ‘Blue Water God Luo’, and no one dares to provoke them.

The original strongest "Penglai Mountain" among the three mountains. Since the failure of the veteran Transcends Tribulation three thousand years ago, although there is still a golden fairy in charge, its strength has fallen to the bottom of the three mountains.

Looking at the Crystal Palace and the three hills, although standing parallel to the spirit boat of the Fourth Avenue Gate, they automatically came to both sides.

Li Wuji smiled faintly.

"Several disciples from all over the world are not mediocre."

"The four sages of Penglai, the three sages of Kongming, and the two sages of Xuandu are so famous that they are no weaker than our disciples." Zhang Shaoyang smiled.

Since leaving Xu Junming's Chongshan Residence, except for Lin Lingsu who wants to refine the sky thunder, he has returned to the ark of the gods.

The remaining three people gathered on the Heavenly Master Dao Dharma Ark.

"You said, will people from Jin, Liao, Xixia and Nanzhao come?" Zhu Haozhi asked suddenly.

"Jin, Liao and Xixia don't know, but people from Nanzhao will definitely come."

Zhang Shaoyang's tone was affirmative.

"Because of the Shaman's Tomahawk?" Zhu Haozhi said.

"Si Zhan wants to take back the Sorcerer God's battle axe and wants to be crazy. He couldn't shake Shaohao's seal before, that's all. Now that this battle axe is in Xu Junming's hands, he won't give up anyway."

Zhu Haozhi nodded in agreement.

"Actually, I'm curious, what kind of conditions did Xu Junming offer? I actually made Si Zhan refused without even thinking about it." Li Wuji said.

"I also want to know what can be more precious than the three top-grade spiritual objects and the top-grade fairy root'Phoenix Jujube'."

Zhang Shaoyang echoed the road.

Zhu Haozhi pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "It's not Xiantian Lingbao, right?"

Zhang Shaoyang and Li Wuji looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

What can be more precious than three superb spiritual things and a superb fairy root is either Xiantian Spiritual Roots or Xiantian Spiritual Roots.

Xiantian Spiritual Roots are too scarce, basically impossible.

On the contrary, it is Xiantian Lingbao, although there are few.

But with the long inheritance of the Witch Clan, it may not be absent.

Moreover, the witches do not repair Magic power, unless it is a Xiantian spirit treasure that fits their own principles, the rest of them will not be able to use it.

"Xu Junming is really lucky, as soon as he bought a Xiantian Lingbao, someone will immediately give it away." Zhu Haozhi said with envy.

It should be known that their Kongtong school also does not have the Xiantian Lingbao inheritance.

Li Wuji didn't have the Pure Yang School either. After a slight sigh in his heart, his eyes rolled.

"Your celestial teacher is afraid that you will have two more competitors in the future."

Zhang Shaoyang's mouth twitched.

Naturally, he knew that he was talking about the Shenxiao Dao, which was chiseled by the sky and the Chongshan Academy, which was about to open a school.

"Everything is our guess, what Si Zhan is trading for may not be Xiantian Lingbao."

Li Wuji and Zhu Haozhi smiled faintly and didn't say much.

Except for the Xiantian Lingbao, they really couldn't think of anything more precious than the four best fairy treasures.

"Roar…!"

The tyrannical dragon chant sounded again.

At the same time, he interrupted Zhang Shaoyang who was about to speak.

Everyone turned their heads and looked.

A golden light that swept across the sky dyed the entire western sky golden.

Bathed in the vast golden light, a huge dragon boat with a length of thousands of feet and no friends flew out from the top of Tokyo's Bianliang.

"The'Golden Dragon Boat' of Huangdi Xianting!"

"Is the immortal Emperor Zhao Kuangyin coming?"...

The arrival of the dragon boat caused a huge sensation among many cultivators.

Accompanied by the vast emperor's dragon, the dragon boat, under the attention of everyone, crossed the four spiritual boats of the Taoist door and came to the forefront.

The Golden Dragon Boat represents the Yellow Emperor Xian Ting and the Song Dynasty imperial family.

The two are one master of heaven and one master of the Central Plains, regardless of strength or influence, they are the strongest in the world.

Naturally qualified to occupy the forefront position.

"Huh, isn't Yang Ye here?"

Li Wuji did not sense Yang Ye's breath from the golden dragon boat.

"There is no breath of Zhao Pu either." Zhu Haozhi said.

There are no golden immortals on the entire Golden Dragon Boat. Instead, there are Fan Zhi, Wei Renpu, Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, Lv Mengzheng, Han Qi, Kou Zhun, etc., with the help of the Song Dynasty’s luck, the prime ministers who have become Xuanxian, and their students, appear. On top.

Although there was no Jinxian sitting in town, Li Wuji and others did not oppose the Golden Dragon Boat occupying the most prominent position.

After all, there was Zhao Ji, the current emperor Huizong sitting on it.

Everyone was talking, and time passed a little bit, and the warm light in the morning became dazzling.

The expanse of sunlight is spreading down.

Set off against the yellow dragon mountain, the color of Dai Dai Shan, full of vitality.

In an instant, a boundless and powerful aura radiated from the center of the Yellow Dragon Mountain.

"So strong!!"

Li Wuji and Zhu Haozhi looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Although it has long been known that Xu Junming, who can defeat the Witch Clan’s Upper Three Hole Cave Lord, is bound to be tyrannical in strength. But at this moment, the aura displayed by the other party gave them an unmatched sense of oppression.

Visibly tyrannical!

Lin Lingsu couldn't help sighing in the spirit boat of the gods, "Fortunately, we didn't make a move rashly, otherwise, even if you and my brother and brother join forces, I'm afraid they are not their opponents."

Next to him, Wang Wenqing, wearing a purple robe and a feather crown, nodded.

"It's no wonder that you can subdue southern Xinjiang, and your strength is indeed tyrannical."

If the golden immortals just feel that Xu Junming's aura makes them feel a little uncomfortable.

The Cultivation Base was lower than the profound immortals at a large level, and they only felt that a large mountain was pressing on the top of their heads, extremely heavy.

Other people with a lower Cultivation Base just feel like an ant. At this moment, a giant is watching him, as if he will be mercilessly beheaded by the other party if he changes a little.

This feeling of a sharp edge hanging from the neck makes most people dare not make the slightest change.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, even Bianliang, who has the emperor's dragon spirit, surrendered to this powerful aura.

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