Great Dao Ji

Wow~

The spiritual rain that evolved from the Tai Chi scroll and the slow rotation of the great mill of heaven and earth came down.

The spiritual rain, like the Tianhe bursting its banks, quickly poured all over the cave.

Immediately, the cave sky began to change.

The mountains are getting higher, the ground is getting thicker, the vegetation is growing rapidly, and the green shade temporarily covers the mountains and rivers everywhere.

It seemed that not long after, the cave was filled with more than ten times the energy.

Dongtian is growing.

"Tai Chi"

In the misty rain, Xuanji sighed softly, feeling more and more confident.

Among the ten major sects and the three major holy places in Dongzhou, there are many ways to avoid and overcome calamities, but there are only a few that can absorb the power of calamities to nourish the cave while overcoming calamities.

And those are all secret magical powers that only a very few people can practice.

The Tai Chi Diagram transformed the aura of calamity, and the cave sky was slowly growing. This scene was undoubtedly shocking, but Zheng Longqiu and others felt a little numb.

Several people's hearts were filled with deep frustration, and they faintly felt a deep despair.

There is no way forward

"Huh~"

Tianjiao City, Ninth City District, in a courtyard at the corner of a secluded alley, An Qisheng exhaled a breath of turbid air that was thick and bloody.

When he opened his eyes again, the divine light in his eyes seemed to burst out.

The catastrophe of the cave is different from the heavenly punishment of the human world. The latter is the will of heaven to kill the five monks against external spiritual inspiration. The former is just the spontaneous operation of heaven and earth.

Both are equally terrifying, but the former has the possibility of taking advantage of it.

After a catastrophe in the cave, his true form had improved, and his physique had also made slight progress, but his true form and physique had already reached an extremely high level.

The slight progress is already comparable to twenty years of hard training by ordinary masters of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm.

"It's time to practice other realms."

Thoughts came to An Qisheng's mind.

He has no obsession with cultivating several realms at all, because his "Tai Chi" is his foundation, and all other Dharma and Tao are the nourishment for "Tai Chi".

It doesn’t matter if it’s one realm or nine realms, whichever one is better, just cultivate whichever one is better.

All he needs to care about is whether the timing is right. The reason why he didn't practice spiritual aspect before was because for him, it would be more effective to practice one realm alone.

At this time, when the true form has been cultivated to a certain level, you can practice the spiritual form if you need to understand by analogy.

"Jiji~"

At this time, there was a squirming movement in the chest, and the 'little chicken' kept shouting and stuck out its little head.

With An Qisheng's protection, the little guy seemed to be very courageous. He nestled on his chest and ate the eggshells. He kept screaming at this time, but he was hungry.

"You little guy."

An Qisheng nodded its little head. Although this little guy is not a Kuangyan disciple, in a sense, it can be regarded as a continuation of Kuangyan Yan's life information.

Even if he fails to rescue Kuangtu Yan one day, the fact that this little guy is alive at least means that Kuangtu Yan has left his own traces in this world.

"Tuk~Tuk~"

This little guy was not vague at all. He raised his head and pecked An Qisheng's fingers. He was obviously very hungry.

This is also inevitable.

In the final analysis, this golden-winged roc was only transformed from a drop of blood, and was spawned by him. Its origin was no better than when he first came to this world.

If left alone, it would starve to death in at most half a day.

"Pa~"

An Qisheng turned it over with a finger and tapped its little head. We shouldn't get used to this habit of eating everything.

Get up and walk out of the courtyard.

The newborn golden-winged roc's favorite food is not spiritual grass, spiritual rice, or spiritual elixir, but the meat of spiritual beasts, and it is the meat of spiritual beasts with "dragon energy".

Of course, he doesn't have this.

The Wuyong Taoist Cave has gone through more than 20,000 years of calamity. Although part of the essence has been preserved because of the engraved stone tablet, there are no spiritual beasts left.

"Little man~"

Zhu Dahai, who was staring at the door closely, waiting for the guests to come, wiped the corners of his mouth and smiled innocently.

"Come out for a walk with me."

An Qisheng glanced at Zhu Dahai, who was originally bloated and fat.

This stupid fat man took countless kinds of random pills. Although he did not die due to his powerful bloodline advantage, it also affected the continued awakening of his bloodline.

It also poisoned the brain, which was already hard to use.

After the erysipelas went away, although he was still honest and honest, his eyes had a little sparkle, and he was not as stupid as before.

"Uh-huh."

Zhu Dahai nodded repeatedly, as if he was eager to see other people.

Afraid of communication, yet eager to communicate.

An Qisheng took out the 'little chicken' and handed it to Zhu Dahai, who hurriedly stretched out his big hands to catch it, drooling at the corner of his mouth: "Eat, eat?"

"You can't eat this."

An Qisheng was not bothered and nodded his head with a smile: "Remember."

"Uh-huh."

Zhu Dahai nodded seriously: "No, no."

"Tuk~Tuk~"

He nodded and wiped his saliva, but the little guy started drooling when he smelled his breath. Dapeng was famous for his love of eating dragon meat.

Zhu Dahai, who has the blood of "Pig Dragon", is certainly more tempting to him than An Qisheng.

However, Zhu Dahai had rough skin and thick flesh. Even if he fell into the lava, it would be like taking a bath. Of course, this little guy couldn't hurt him at all.

Tianjiao City is the imperial capital of Tianding Kingdom. It is even more prosperous than Dingtian City. The nine major urban areas are progressively developed. The closer to the center, the more prosperous they become.

The ninth district seemed to be the same as the Blue Sea City, mostly with ordinary people, and mostly restaurants and inns. The most sold items were rouge, powder, cloth and many meats.

After walking for dozens of miles, we arrived at the eighth district, which was completely different.

Ordinary people still accounted for the majority of people walking on the street, but there were more monks, and unlike other cities, the two were clearly divided and did not interact with each other.

The relationship between ordinary people and monks in this city was much more harmonious.

There were monks selling spiritual medicines, and ordinary people buying spiritual medicines. There were monks walking around the streets and selling them, and there were ordinary people who were high up on the sixth floor of the restaurant, eating spiritual beast meat and drinking magic wine.

And the horses, strange beasts and spiritual beasts in ordinary cities were no longer the horses, strange beasts and spiritual beasts in ordinary cities, but vehicles running on special streets.

"Law is for the people, people and monks live in harmony, that Tianding Emperor is interesting."

An Qisheng stopped to watch, with thousands of pictures flowing in his eyes, and everyone in the whole city seemed to be flashing in his eyes.

All the information of this city was captured in an instant.

The ninth city district was newly built, but the eighth city district had been developed for more than a hundred years. There seemed to be two worlds separated by one city.

The only thing in common was the dense array patterns and textures that far exceeded any other city.

With the blessing of countless major arrays and textures, this impregnable Tianjiao City was created. Unless there was a force that could smash the entire Tianjiao City with one blow.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to damage a single brick or tile in the city.

This meant that no one below the mighty could be presumptuous in this city with powerful restrictions, and those above the mighty dared to take action.

They were about to face the Tianding Emperor, who was known as the strongest person in Dongzhou at that time.

This person could remain safe and sound under the pursuit of the Litian Holy Land, and even ascended the throne to become an emperor. This existence was not something that ordinary people could afford to provoke.

Listening to the hawking sounds that came one after another in his ears, An Qisheng walked into the city.

Two rows of tall buildings stand tall, with the "Exotic Treasure Pavilion", "Divine Weapon Shop" and "Law Wine House" lined up like the Blue Water City. On both sides, the tall buildings are set off by countless flexible vendors.

Here, elixirs are also the mainstream currency, but they are not the "True Form Pills" and "Dharma Form Pills" of other places, but "Tian Ding Pills"!

Anyone who wants to trade in Tianjiao City must use Tian Ding Pills.

Tianjiao City is also the only city in Dongzhou that does not use the "True Form" elixirs as currency. This involves the hatred between Emperor Tianding and the three holy places.

But even if Emperor Tianding is so powerful, only Tianjiao City where he is can do so.

The three holy places are still unshakable.

"This Taoist, I have a channel here that can exchange "Tian Ding Pills" with lower fees. Do you need it?"

A sneaky boy in a cloak came to An Qisheng's side and whispered.

"Oh?"

An Qisheng glanced at the boy, who seemed to have just condensed his true form, but his breath was unstable, as if he had used pills to push it up.

"In Tianjiao City, we are the only family that can exchange for 'Tian Ding Dan' privately."

The boy whispered.

"Really?"

An Qisheng did not comment, glanced at the boy indifferently, and walked towards the 'Spirit and Flesh Pavilion' on the side of the road.

Of course, he did not have 'Tian Ding Dan', but the more than ten great masters of all methods in his cave heaven had a lot of various pills.

There were also millions of Tian Ding Dan.

It was a bit exaggerated to buy this street, but it should not be a problem to buy half of the street.

There is a weakened formation platform in Tianjiao City, which can be moved within a radius of 30,000 miles of Tianjiao City. Although it is not very useful for great cultivators, it is naturally very useful for ordinary people and some small cultivators who have condensed their true forms.

It is precisely because of the convenience of walking that Tianjiao City has a large amount of fresh meat prepared.

You know, this is the meat of spiritual beasts.

There are many kinds of spiritual meat in the Spiritual Meat Pavilion, but the meat with dragon aura that An Qisheng needs is the most.

This is due to the character of the 'old dragon king'. He has spread all over the world, and his descendants alone are tens of millions, passed down from generation to generation. Even many people have the aura of the dragon clan.

So much so that now, countless thousands of years later, dragon meat has become the most common delicacy for cultivators in the world. This is something that the 'old dragon king' didn't expect.

He picked some at random and fed the hungry little golden-winged roc.

He bought tens of thousands of pounds of various dragon meat at random, and An Qisheng turned left when he went out. He didn't walk on the street, but walked to an alley.

Zhu Dahai scratched his head, as if he felt something, but seeing that An Qisheng ignored him, he could only follow him.

After a while, An Qisheng came to a quiet courtyard.

The third update is over, good night everyone. Finally, I recommend a book "Hong Kong General News Starts from Prison Storm". If you are interested, you can go and read it.