Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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Surrounded by the endless true fire of the sun, a head with golden feathers, twelve crown-like feathers on its head, and a three-legged crow growing out of its belly was prostrate, as if sleeping.

It was the three-legged Golden Crow corpse that Xu Junming obtained from Kongsang Mountain.

From the time he left Chang'an to now, he has used the great magical power of 'retracing the origin' to transform the Golden Crow corpse three times.

Its size has shrunk from the initial 3 million feet to 2.7 million feet.

The body is smaller, but the true sun fire in the body is more condensed, especially because after being occupied by the 'demon', the demonic energy that grew in the flesh and blood has completely dissipated.

Sitting cross-legged on the altar next to him, his halberd fingers extended forward.

“Go back to your roots.”

The crystal-colored divine power of time bloomed, covering the Golden Crow corpse like lightning.

Under the powerful divine power of time, the body of the three-legged Golden Crow gradually shrank.

About a quarter of an hour passed, and Xu Junming quickly withdrew his magic power.

He took a deep breath with a tired look and slowly gathered his magic power.

The Dantian that was once full now only has a shallow layer left.

Fortunately, the efforts were not in vain. The body of the Golden Crow in front shrank again by tens of thousands of feet, the true fire of the sun became more condensed, and the death energy in the body also faded a lot.

After briefly recovering his mana, he got up and headed to Tiangong Hall.

In the huge Tiangong Hall, there are three hundred-foot furnace cauldrons.

A three-legged golden cauldron shaped like a lotus is the first middle-grade innate spiritual treasure ‘Tiangong Divine Furnace’ that Xu Junming practiced.

A red copper alchemy furnace with four legs and a swollen belly was obtained by him from Taoist Qiankun of Wuji Mountain's Qiankun Cave. He called it the 'Purple Zhi furnace'. It was a top-quality Daluo Lingbao.

A four-legged, straight-walled bronze alchemy furnace was the top-grade Daluo Lingbao 'Hundred Refining Furnace' that he had just obtained from the Yaoyue Palace in Kongsang Mountain.

In addition to the Hundred Refining Furnaces, there are blazing fires in the Tiangong Divine Furnace and the Zizhi Furnace. The former is rich in elixir fragrance and steaming medicinal gas;

Obviously, one of the two furnaces is refining elixirs, and the other is refining weapons.

In fact, due to the grade of the Tiangong Divine Furnace, Xu Junming basically doesn't use the elixirs and magical weapons produced by the Tiangong Divine Furnace. They are used to enrich the treasure house of Chongshan Academy and reward meritorious disciples in the future.

The elixirs and magic weapons refined by Zizhi Furnace were passed down to himself and his disciples.

Whether refining elixirs or refining weapons, the two furnaces never stop.

Even if Xu Junming couldn't spare the time, he would use his avatar to refine elixirs and weapons.

Anyway, with his current level, even a clone can easily refine some elixir magic weapons that are not Da Luo's.

"With this Hundred Refining Furnace, more elixirs and magic weapons can be refined in the future."

It is no lie that a good alchemist can support a sect.

He activated his consciousness and looked at the situation in the Hundred Refining Furnace.

Since he got the stove, he has not started using it. Instead, he has slowly maintained it with a slow fire. With the help of the time power of the Hunyuan Divine Sect, he has maintained it for three hundred years before he is ready to open it.

When he realized that the heat was about the same, his palms flew and a series of seals flew into the Hundred Refining Furnace.

Gradually, the alchemy furnace that had been covered in dust for two epochs began to bloom with a faint aura.

At first, he didn't dare to go too fast, because there was also a furnace of precious and top-grade Daluo Spiritual Pill inside.

As the spiritual light became stronger and stronger, a trace of frost-white medicinal energy flew out from it.

Slowly, more and more medicinal gas was released, forming a crescent moon above the stove top.

A strong Taiyin aura spread out.

Xu Junming paused with his palms and drank.

"open."

With a "boom", the top of the stove flew up, and the rich frost-white medicinal gas rose into the sky. At the same time, nine spiritual lights rose into the sky.

Xu Junming, who had been prepared for a long time, suddenly felt a strong constriction force coming down from the top of Tiangong Hall. A purple gold gourd collected the elixir and slowly flew into Xu Junming's hand.

Peering in with his spiritual consciousness, nine pills the size of dragon's eyes were rolling in the gourd space.

Five of them are frosty white, exuding a strong lunar aura, rich aura, and superb divine patterns; one elixir is like a vast world.

The last four were gray-black and lacked spirituality, so they were obviously useless elixirs.

Xu Junming, who had seen the books in the wooden building of Yaoyue Palace, already understood the origin of this elixir.

Taiyin Soul Replenishing Pill.

It is refined with the cinnamon fruit of the innate spiritual root laurel as the main medicine, and 3,600 kinds of spiritual herbs such as dragon root grass, golden bell flower, and white wind grass as auxiliary medicine.

Daluo's best elixir is specially designed to repair wounds to the soul.

Obviously, this Taiyin Soul Replenishing Pill was used to repair the soul of the Moon Rabbit above the laurel in Yaoyue Temple. However, the battle between the lich and the lich was too fierce, and Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun, Xihe, and Wangshu all died in the battle.

As a result, this elixir has existed in the Hundred Refining Furnace for two epochs, but it has never had any effect.

He reached out and made a move, and four useless pills flew out.

Holding it with his right hand, he pondered for a moment and activated the Dantian Time Talisman.

“Go back to your roots.”

The newly restored mana is quickly consumed.

Under the powerful power of time, the four waste elixirs quickly transformed, and their gray-black color gradually faded, gradually turning into four groups of frost-white liquid.

Extremely powerful medicinal energy and spiritual intelligence spread out from the medicinal liquid.

Xu Junming looked happy, and in one thought, countless divine words were derived, sealing the four pills.

Slowly condensing his mana, his Dantian, which had not recovered much, bottomed out again.

Fortunately, this Taiyin soul-replenishing pill is not as powerful as the three-legged Golden Crow corpses. With the help of the power of time, they can be restored to their original appearance in one go.

"If I have a chance in the future, I'll practice again."

With his current alchemy ability, he will definitely not be able to refine Daluo's top-grade elixir, so he can only leave it to the future.

As for using the magic power of time to deal with waste pills, there is nothing surprising. This is not the first time he has done this.

Not only waste elixirs, but also refining waste magic weapons can be restored to their original state.

Therefore, Chongshan Academy now has a special organization for collecting waste elixirs and waste magic weapons, saving a lot of resources.

After putting away the Taiyin Soul Replenishing Pill and four pills of medicine for the time being, Xu Junming reached out and made a move, and the Ziqing Tushita Fire that had been prepared flew into the Hundred Refining Furnace.

This great Luo spiritual fire obtained from Taishang Laojun's Tushita Palace, nourished by sufficient Taichu innate spiritual energy, has surpassed the original.

It became the main fire source of the Daluo level alchemy furnace of Chongshan Academy.

After summoning spiritual water to clean the Hundred Refining Furnace, the large and small boxes in the niches on the four walls were opened, and countless refining materials flew in.

With a slap on the gourd on his waist, a three-legged cauldron also flew in.

This cauldron is the 'Nine Condensing Cauldron' of his seventh disciple, 'The Holy Mother of Red Flowers', Miao Chufang.

He has been upgrading the magical weapons for his disciples, and now it is Miao Chufang's turn.

After leaving a clone to guard the cauldron, Xu Junming meditated and recovered his magic power.

"I don't know what happened to the monkey."

With a thought in his heart, he left Chongshan Residence.

After sensing Sun Shi's location, he took a step forward and arrived at a gorgeous mansion the next moment.

Being able to own a mansion covering hundreds of acres in the center of Mengchi City, where every inch of land is at a premium, is naturally extraordinary.

"Zhao Mansion is interesting."

The restrictions set up in the mansion can block the monks at the Yuan Shen realm at most. In his eyes, they are like children's toys, which can be broken easily.

He urged Hu Tianshen to perform his magic, and the next moment he came to Sun Shi's side.

Sensing his aura, Sun Shi, who was meditating, put down his guard and hurried forward to pay his respects.

"Master."

Xu Junming nodded, looking at his red lips and white teeth, he couldn't help but smile.

"You look so handsome like this. When you walk outside, you will definitely be able to charm many girls and wives."

Sun Shi transformed and returned to the monkey image with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth.

"Master, please stop making fun of me. I would rather fight dozens of monsters than pretend to be a 'coolie' like this."

"Ha ha…."

Xu Junming laughed out loud.

It is not in vain to make Sun Shi, an impetuous and bold guy, become such an embarrassment.

After laughing, he sat down on the chair next to him.

"Have you been able to figure out the reality here in the past few days in Zhao Mansion?"

"Hehe, of course."

As soon as the topic changed, Sun Shi, who was originally sullen and frowning, instantly regained his spirituality.

"Master, this Zhao Mansion is actually a nest of spiders. In the name of recruiting a son-in-law, they recruit strong men for them to harvest for sexual pleasure. However, these spiders do have some conscience. All men who have been harvested by them are given gold and silver, and even There are also elixirs and magic weapons that never harm lives."

"In fact, many monks are so greedy for the beauty of these spider spirits that they are willing to be their faces."

"In addition, these spider spirits also show kindness, build bridges and pave roads, and benefit the country. They have an excellent reputation in Mengchi City."

Xu Junming nodded.

When I was looking for a son-in-law, I looked at the ferocious looks of the Zhao family's servants and thought this place was a place of filth.

I never thought that I might have misunderstood the owner of this place.

"Master, do we still need to intervene?"

Just as Xu Junming was about to speak, the spiritual platform suddenly gave a warning, and he couldn't help but frown.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Before he could finish his words, he saw a magnificent fire coming straight towards Zhao Mansion.

'boom…! ’

A violent explosion sounded.

Rolling fire rose into the sky.

At the same time, the Zhao Mansion's protective formation began to fluctuate violently.

The light flashed, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Immediately afterwards, another big brass seal was knocked down hard.

‘Boom…, click…! ’

Two consecutive Baizhang Taoist spells completely exceeded the limit of the formation. With a sound like breaking glass, the formation was completely broken.

Three graceful figures soared into the sky.

Raising his hand, there were three miserable green auras, from which thick corrosive aura spread out, corroding even the aura wherever it passed.

The next moment, the bursting flames, like a storm tornado, roared towards the three corrosive spiritual lights.

The two sides collided with each other, making a loud crackle, and a thick sour smell filled the air, which was nauseating.

"Han Lingqu, is that you?"

The seductive woman in purple robe shouted sharply.

"Haha, isn't it just me?"

A middle-aged man wearing a fiery red Taoist robe, holding a fire cloud flag, a magic sword on his back, and an iron hoop on his head, who was neither a monk nor a Taoist, emerged from the darkness.

Looking at his slightly convex forehead, sunken eyes, downward hooked nose, and pointed and thin chin, you can tell that he is not a man with a broad mind.

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