Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 1,203 Jasper Confused Willow, the True Spiritual Root of Illusion

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He stood up slowly and walked out of the hut.

The small lake ahead that was transformed by the endless Hongmeng Qingmu spiritual energy has been swallowed up by the gourd vine.

With the help of Emperor Cang Yang's accumulation of tens of thousands of Yuanhui, Gourd Vine and the thirteen natal gourds not only successfully advanced to the middle level, but also stepped past the early stage and reached the middle stage.

If not for the limitations of Xu Junming's Taoism, Thirteen Gourds could continue to grow.

Even so, it can be regarded as a great opportunity, which directly saved him tens of thousands of dollars in hard work and cultivation.

Without Hongmeng Qingmu spiritual energy, the small lake now only contains ordinary Hunyuan level spiritual water. Although it is rare, it is of little use to him.

In the small lake, there are also some green lotuses that he cultivated from Chongshan World.

Because the time is still short, these acquired spiritual roots are only a little sharp.

With them embellishment, combined with the lush and green bamboo forest in the distance, the scenery becomes more and more beautiful, and it becomes more like a good holy land for monasticism.

Around the hut, a huge strange willow tree rises from the ground, and its huge crown spreads out, covering dozens of acres of pavilions.

The dense wickers are covered with red flowers, and the faint floral fragrance is intoxicating.

The rich rhyme of Jiamu Dao is no less than that of his gourd vine.

This is also the biggest harvest he took from Emperor Cang Yang - the Jasper Confused God Willow.

After seeing the jade dish left by Emperor Cang Yang, I learned that although the spiritual root belongs to the genus of Jiamu, its flowers are actually phantom spiritual objects.

If it is mature, picking one at will will be a natural low-grade Hongmeng spiritual treasure. If all the spiritual flowers are integrated, it will be a middle-grade Hongmeng spiritual treasure with five spiritual restrictions.

However, the Jasper Mystical Willow Sanwanyuanhui blooms only once, with thirty-six flowers blooming at one time, which is really rare.

From the records of Emperor Cangyang, we can see that after he obtained the Jasper Mystical Willow, he matured once.

Unfortunately, it coincided with the battle between the Wild Realm and the Demon Spirit Realm. In order to increase his own foundation, he took out all the spirit flowers.

The flowers that bloom for the second time will be fully mature with less than three hundred yuan left. When they merge with each other, they will become a middle-grade Hongmeng spiritual treasure.

Unfortunately, before his wishful thinking came true, Xu Junming took away the treasure.

It's really time and destiny.

After using the formation to protect him, he was not worried that the fragrance of flowers would make him fall into an illusion.

Next to the Jasper Mysterious Willow, there is a huge octagonal bluestone altar. Its rich spatial charm makes it easy for people to guess its purpose.

Xu Junming walked to the stage and pressed the magic formula.

Mighty spiritual light converged from the four stone pillars towards the center. Soon, a black space channel grew from small to large, quickly taking shape.

After sensing the familiar aura again, Xu Junming waved his hand, and the jade box carrying Xuanyin Rakshasa spiritual water and the azure space gourd flew into it at the same time.

Then the aura dissipated and everything returned to calm.

Xu Junming sat cross-legged, his consciousness sinking into the sea of ​​consciousness, and soon the phantom of Tiangong Taoist appeared on the opposite side.

"This Xuanyin Rakshasa Spiritual Water is a middle-grade Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure. Where did you get it?"

"Someone brought me the main material for refining the spiritual treasure, and I promised to give it to her in three hundred years."

"Three hundred years is a bit short."

"Use the time gourd to slow down the flow of time. Three hundred years will be more than enough."

After nodding slightly, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Let’s briefly talk about the conflict between Xuanyin Lingpo and Zhuge Wentian.

Taoist Tiangong, who was familiar with his character, immediately understood, "You want to provoke a fight between the two of you, while you reap the benefits from behind?"

"It's true that I'm reaping the benefits. I don't know how to provoke a war. It doesn't matter whether they fight or not. But if you are seriously injured or die, I won't be polite. Anyway, even if I don't exist, there will still be people who will stand up and fight for the glory. The Yang Sect's foundation was how Zhuge Wentian wrested the Chiyang State from the Cangli Sword Sect."

"There is no fool who can become a powerful person in Hongmeng. Be careful to draw water from a bamboo basket and get nothing."

"Haha, it's okay. If there is no chance, forget it, I won't lose anything."

"You make up your mind." After saying this, he spread his left palm and said, "Take out the treasure Xuanyin Lingpo gave you and open your eyes."

Xu Junming stretched out his hand and pointed, and the ferocious ancestral dragon skull appeared instantly.

But it's not a real thing, but an illusion of its spiritual consciousness.

But the breath is not bad at all, and the authenticity is generally the same.

"Ancestral Dragon Skull? Or Thunder Dao? It must be a good thing." After playing with it for a while, Taoist Tiangong showed a look of surprise on his face, "Such a powerful Tao Yun, is this the remains of the Supreme Being?"

"good."

Silent for a while.

"I didn't expect that the supreme level ancestral dragon would also fall." Tiangong Taoist sighed.

"So, we can't be complacent now. We are still far behind the real strong ones."

He could feel that after breaking through the Hongmeng, the seven of them were somewhat slack in their practice. This Supreme Dragon Bone is a huge wake-up call for them.

Tiangong Taoist nodded in agreement.

"This thing should be taken back to Chongshan and shown to everyone who breaks through Hongmeng."

"That's right. In this way, it will be much more useful than simply keeping it here." After a pause, "I will send him back to you later and put him in the Patriarch Hall. After the disciples break through, Once your cultivation is stable, let them take a look."

Taoist Tiangong nodded and said, "I have something to tell you. Yang Mei is likely to survive the tribulation. Do you want to come back?"

After thinking for a while, he shook his head.

"I won't go back, let him come here. The cultivation environment in the wilderness is more superior than that in Chongshan, and to open a Chongshan branch here, someone needs to come forward."

"Nu Wa is still in retreat?"

"Do you still need to ask me about this kind of thing?"

He rolled his eyes and said, "I don't have any clones left in the wild world. If not, who would you ask?"

"You two have been together for so many years, and you still don't understand each other's personalities? If she had left seclusion, I'm afraid she would have contacted you as soon as possible and followed her to the wild world."

"Haha, that's true."

Seeing him like this, Taoist Tiangong smiled and shook his head.

"I used to hear that marriage is a grave, but now it seems that it does make some sense. Having a Taoist companion will make your head stupid."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Junming's figure disappeared instantly without waiting for Xu Junming's rebuttal.

"This guy…!"

He shook his head slightly dumbfounded.

"Almost forgot."

He quickly used the soul connection to send a message to Taoist Tiangong.

"Then Xuanyin Rakshasa Spiritual Water Sacrifice and practice the five-way Hongmeng Restriction will be fine."

"Know."

It's not that he can lower the grade of the treasure, but that their current level of weapon refining can only produce five Hongmeng Restrictions.

Unless the Xuanyin Rakshasa spiritual water is of higher quality and greater in quantity, it will be difficult to refine the Sixth Path.

Leave the sea of ​​consciousness, take out the skull of the ancestor dragon, and open the space channel again to send it there.

This time he was not in a hurry to close it. About half a quarter of an hour later, a spiritual light came through, revealing a man wearing a green robe embroidered with bamboo leaves, a gold rope tied around his waist, a red gourd hanging on his feet, and Dorman shoes. , an old Taoist priest with white hair and a childlike face, holding a green bamboo staff in his hand.

Seeing Xu Junming, he quickly bowed and saluted.

"Disciple Yang Mei, see the teacher. The teacher's holy life is boundless."

After Xu Junming waved his hand to disperse the transmission channel, he smiled and extended his hand.

"No need to be polite, just get up."

"Thank you, teacher."

He looked up and down for a moment, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"The breath is rising and falling, surging like the sea. Sure enough, as your seventh uncle said, we are on the verge of a breakthrough."

"It's all thanks to the teachings of my mentor, otherwise I wouldn't have the disciples I have today."

"I haven't seen you in a few years. You are good at flattering me."

Yang Mei smiled and said nothing more.

"follow me."

The two of them came to sit in the hut in front, one after the other.

Xu Junming waved his hand, and the internal space expanded rapidly, and in just a moment, it had already turned into billions of miles.

With the middle-grade Hongmeng spiritual root of the Jasper Mystic Willow suppressing it, the space here is terrifyingly solid.

"I will protect you, and you can survive the calamity here."

"Disciple, obey."

Yang Mei sat down cross-legged, not in a hurry to overcome the catastrophe, but to polish her state of mind and magic power, and only start after everything reaches its peak.

Xu Junming didn't urge him and just practiced freely.

At the same time, time passed and Wang Zhao was waiting.

Staring at the closed door in front of her, Wang Zhao looked struggling and took two steps forward. Just as he was about to speak, he stopped instantly and slowly lowered his hand.

This happened again and again, more than a dozen times without making up my mind.

Sudden.

‘Squeak. ’

With a slightly hoarse friction sound, the closed door actually opened.

"come in."

Now, it is impossible to leave.

After taking a deep breath to calm down, Mrs. Zhao straightened her clothes, took lotus steps, and walked in.

Looking at Xu Junming lying on his back on the wicker chair, he quickly bowed and saluted.

"Wang Zhao's Lingqi has met the senior."