Celestial being

Under Yuan Ming's instructions, Wulu and the other four got busy preparing for the upcoming journey.

Yuan Ming, on his own, found the Fire Wing Immortal among the imprisoned monks of the Three Realms Sect.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, activated the mysterious Eye of Reincarnation, and once again went deep into the Fire Wing Immortal's memory.

In the previous interrogation, Yuan Ming had obtained valuable information about the Wentian Secret Realm from Huoyixian's memory.

It was a secret realm shrouded in mist. The first leader of the Three Realms Sect, Gongshu Lingren, once stepped into it and left behind his own weapon-refining inheritance, waiting for the destined person to inherit it.

Gongshu Lingren, this name is very popular among the Izumo world's weapon refiners. He was the number one weapon refiner in the Izumo world at that time, and the value of his inheritance is naturally immeasurable.

After learning about this, Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel a strong interest in it.

However, the memory of Fire Wing Immortal did not record the specific location of the inheritance place in detail.

The map recording the location has always been in the possession of the leader of the Three Realms. The last owner was the Black Emperor, and now I am afraid it has fallen into the hands of Su Wu.

The entrance to the Wentian Secret Realm is extremely secretive. Even if the Three Realms Sect has the map, it has never succeeded in obtaining that inheritance.

The most intuitive manifestation is that the Three Realms Sect's leader's token, the Three Realms Immortal Order, has never revealed its true appearance in front of the world.

This order is a magic weapon at the level of a Taoist treasure, possessing the magical power to imprison all things.

Legend has it that after the refining was completed, Gongshu Lingren activated it several times, showing its powerful power.

But after that, he hid the Three Realms Immortal Order together with his inheritance in the Wentian Secret Realm.

The Seven Emotions Ban of Taoist Qi Po was modeled after this treasure.

Yuan Ming went deep into the memories of Fire Wing Immortal and others for the second time, trying to dig out more detailed information about the inheritance place.

However, after a lot of hard work, he still got nothing, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

At this moment, Huazhi and others' preparations were completed.

Yuan Ming had no choice but to temporarily put down his thoughts and led them into the Shura Palace.

The group of people disappeared in a flash, speeding towards Changqing Island.

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On the coast of the South China Sea, there are vast expanse of blue waves. Above the sea, a towering palace appears out of thin air, like a mirage.

Yuan Ming led Huazhi and four others out of the palace, their eyes like torches as they identified the direction ahead.

Then, with a gentle wave of his hand, Shura Palace disappeared without a trace, and everyone turned to rely on their physical bodies to escape, speeding away in the direction of Changqing Island.

The place where the Mahayana ancestor lived was naturally extraordinary, and Yuan Ming did not dare to act rashly.

He knew very well that flying away in the physical body was not only a sign of respect for the Mahayana ancestors, but also a reverence for the way of cultivation.

After flying only a few hundred miles, everyone saw a huge flower basket floating on the sea in front of them, as spectacular as an island.

In the flower baskets, the flowers are in full bloom and the fragrance is overflowing. The elegant floral fragrance is intertwined with the smell of the sea breeze, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Among the clusters of flowers, Nangong Xian'er stepped out, her figure light and graceful, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Ancestor expected that fellow Taoist would arrive in the near future, so he specially ordered me to come here to wait for you." Nangong Xian'er flew into the air and smiled sweetly at Yuan Ming, with a pleasant voice.

"I wonder if the other fellow Taoists have arrived?" Yuan Ming thanked him and asked immediately.

"Fellow Taoist was the first one to arrive." Nangong Xian'er shook his head and said softly.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming nodded slightly, feeling a little surprised.

He followed Nangong Xian'er onto the flower basket and continued towards Changqing Island.

Along the way, the two exchanged their cultivation experiences. Nangong Xian'er's attitude was enthusiastic but measured, and Yuan Ming answered fluently. The two of them talked more unknowingly.

Huazhi and the others remained silent, watching their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

After an unknown amount of time, everyone saw smoke and clouds lingering on the sea in front of them. In the haze, a huge banyan tree poked out of the canopy, like a blazing sun rising from the clouds, exuding a shocking aura.

As the flower basket dived into the smoke, the aura around it suddenly became thicker, as if you were in an ocean of aura.

Yuan Ming took a deep breath and felt the spiritual energy pouring into his body. Every time he exhaled and inhaled, it seemed to come faster than an hour of practice.

Huazhi and the others behind him were even more shocked. They almost subconsciously speeded up the speed of breathing in spiritual energy. After just walking a short distance, their cultivation level improved a lot.

"This is the place where the ancestors lived. Over time, the concentration of spiritual energy is naturally extraordinary. You are all new here. Although you are fine, remember not to overdose, so as not to stagnate the meridians and miss important events." Nangong Xian'er saw this and smiled. reminded him.

Yuan Ming is very determined and will not be fooled by the spiritual energy in front of him.

He secretly lamented in his heart that when he was practicing in the past, he had also worried about his spiritual veins, but now that he saw that Nangong Xian'er and others had such a superior cultivation environment, it was no wonder that most of the Mahayana disciples were better than others.

Not long after, the flower basket docked, and Yuan Ming and others set foot on Changqing Island.

In the mist, you can see the flowers and plants on the island are flourishing, the spiritual mist is filled, and a strong breath of life blows towards your face.

Yuan Ming seemed to be able to feel his longevity increasing invisibly, but he knew that this was just an illusion caused by absorbing a large amount of life breath. He quickly made up his mind and continued to move forward with Nangong Xian'er.

After passing through the mountains and forests, they came to the blue lake in the center of the island, and everyone boarded a small boat again.

There was already a Return to Void cultivator waiting on the boat for a long time. After everyone boarded the boat, he gently rocked the oar and the boat slowly sailed away from the shore.

Halfway through the boat, the surrounding mist gradually dissipated, and a cold wind suddenly appeared on the lake.

Yuan Ming was surprised to find that snowflakes were floating in the sky, and the crystal clear snowflakes fell one after another and landed on his shoulders.

He was amazed in his heart, because it was not winter at this time, how could the climate on the island be so weird?

Nangong Xian'er noticed Yuan Ming's surprise and explained: "Senior Binglan is reminiscing with his ancestors on the island at the moment. This sudden snowstorm may be the senior's trick."

Yuan Ming suddenly felt enlightened, but then he remembered something again, his face suddenly sank, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The flying snow was falling, and when everyone arrived at the island in the middle of the lake, they saw that the island was covered with light snow and was covered in silver.

The banyan tree in the center seemed to be protected by gods. There was no trace of frost or snow among its branches and leaves, which was surprising.

Everyone walked under the banyan tree and saw Taoist Mu and Patriarch Binglan sitting opposite each other from a distance. The chessboard was placed on the stone table, and the two were concentrating on the game.

Mu Taoist's expression was calm, while Patriarch Binglan's brows were furrowed, obviously deep in thought.

Sensing the arrival of everyone, Patriarch Binglan immediately relaxed his brows, smiled softly, and disrupted the chessboard with a wave of his hand.

"Xian'er is back." Ancestor Binglan smiled, his voice gentle and kind.

At this moment, Patriarch Binglan's complexion was rosy, and he looked completely different from the one he had been seriously injured in the hands of the Samsara Demon Lord before. It was obvious that his injuries had healed.

Seeing that Ancestor Binglan was cheating, Mu Taoist shook his head helplessly. Then he flicked his fingers and saw the black and white chess pieces flying into the air and automatically falling into the chess jar.

His gaze then crossed Nangong Xian'er and landed on Yuan Ming.

"Well, that's right. In a short period of time, you can understand the true meaning of the Five Emperors and cultivate the Five Elements Dao Fruit. You really have not wasted all my thoughts on you." Mu Taoist said, with a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"Thank you, senior, for your cultivation." After hearing this, Yuan Ming bowed respectfully and said.

Ancestor Binglan also looked at Yuan Ming, nodded slightly and said, "You are Yuan Ming, right? No wonder fellow Taoist Mu values ​​you so much. Such talent is indeed rare in the Izumo world. Sima Changqin lost to you. It’s not an injustice.”

"In the battle that day, I was lucky enough to win. If I really talk about my strength, I may not be able to beat fellow Taoist Sima." Yuan Ming said humbly.

His words not only showed respect for Ancestor Binglan, but also did not reveal any hostility towards Sima Changqin.

"The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. In the future battlefield, the demons will not treat you fairly." Ancestor Binglan shook his head.

Yuan Ming nodded silently, deeply convinced.

Ancestor Binglan then changed the topic and his tone became gentle.

"I shouldn't have paid much attention to the grievances between you juniors. However, the Fengwu Guqin was given to Changqin by me personally. Without it, Changqin's strength will be greatly reduced. Now the demons are ready to take action. The war is about to break out, I hope you can return the guqin to Changqin for my sake."

"Senior, you are serious. The grudges between me and Sima Changqin are just jokes. When he comes, I will return the guqin. As for the one hundred pieces of sixth-level spiritual wood, there is no need to mention it again." Yuan Although Ming felt unwilling in his heart, he pretended to be generous on his face.

The enmity between him and Sima Changqin is very deep. Returning the guqin is tantamount to endangering the enemy. Naturally, he will not hand over the guqin in vain, but must exchange it for some benefits.

But Mahayana’s face still had to be given, and in front of so many people, Yuan Ming believed that Patriarch Binglan would not let him suffer.

At this moment, Mu Taoist spoke: "Know your shame and then be brave. If Sima Changqin takes back the guqin easily, he will inevitably be mentally deficient in the future."

"What fellow Taoist Mu said is absolutely true. But now that the war is tense, Tiansheng Academy's resources have been invested in the front line, and it is difficult to gather a hundred pieces of sixth-level spiritual wood at the same time. Let me make the decision and use an exercise as a countermeasure. What do you think about the price?" Patriarch Binglan nodded slightly when he heard this.

"It all depends on the seniors." Although Yuan Ming was dissatisfied in his heart, he replied respectfully.

Ancestor Binglan smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed, and countless words suddenly poured into Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, quickly converging into an extremely mysterious technique.

"This method is called "One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones", and it is ranked seventh on the Heavenly List of Creation. I think it should be enough to be worth the hundred pieces of level six spiritual trees." Ancestor Binglan said calmly.

Yuan Ming's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly became ecstatic.

When he saw Su Wu perform this technique before, he was yearning for it, but he never expected that he would be able to obtain the complete technique from Patriarch Binglan.

Every skill that can be ranked on the Heavenly List of Creation is a priceless treasure. Although those hundred pieces of level six spiritual trees are precious, they are still slightly inferior to "One Qi Transforms Three Purities".

"Thank you for the gift, senior." The resentment in Yuan Ming's heart disappeared, and he respectfully saluted the ancestor Binglan.

Then, he took out the Fengwu Guqin, presented it with both hands, and handed it into the hands of Patriarch Binglan.