Great Dao Ji

Chapter 684 What a waste

"Quick! Quick!"

Under the starry sky, Feng Shiduo fell into an extremely excited state in the cave of Qianshan, running around and commanding.

After decades of baptism, filling the void and building land, Qianshan Cave is more than a hundred times larger than it was at the beginning?

The three thousand miles of spiritual fields have been expanded several times, spreading over tens of thousands of miles. The spiritual rice that matures every few years is piled up like a mountain, and a large number of spiritual birds are raised.

"Puff!"

Looking at the busy humans in the sky and the earth, Xiaoyue Tanlang snorted and lay softly on the ground again.

Let the cranes bow their heads and comb their hair.

Now, it is no longer the wild dog that was in danger of dying, but the king of hundreds of thousands of spiritual beasts and birds in this vast world.

In the starry sky, there is an indescribable huge furnace, in which the flames are blazing, roasting many spiritual materials.

Refining treasures in the true form!

The refining of the ‘Thirty-six Heavens’ is extremely complicated, and the amount of spiritual materials required is huge. Even if only one heaven is being refined at this time, it has consumed all the spiritual materials that An Qisheng has accumulated over the years.

Most of them were borrowed from the ‘Great Beginning Holy Land’.

“The spiritual treasure for the king”

Somewhere in the Qianshan Mountain, the prisoner Qian Shisi stared deeply and sighed.

An Qisheng’s promotion to Tongtian and his act of becoming a king against the will of heaven, no one could be more shocked than the prisoners like them.

How long has it been?

The previous fight seemed to be just yesterday, and the opponent who was almost the same has already reached the point where he can refine the spiritual treasure for the king.

Words cannot describe the complex emotions in the hearts of the crowd.

Witnessing the legend and confirming the myth, but being an insignificant background board in it, how cruel is it for the prisoners who think highly of themselves?

Roar~~~

Above the huge furnace, Ao Guang roared in anger, but he had been unable to break free from the restraints before, and it was naturally impossible now.

No matter how furious he was, no matter how unwilling he was.

He could only watch the tiny people like "ants" wandering on his dragon body, pulling out his dragon scales, and releasing his dragon blood.

"Particles make up everything, everything makes up the world, and using various spiritual materials to simulate the operation of the world, it is really possible to refine a miniature "world", which is different from the cave world, but the real world!"

An Qisheng whispered in his heart, but all his divine will was condensed in the true form.

Sensing the most subtle changes of the various Dao patterns in the furnace fire, sometimes increasing, sometimes decreasing.

This scene has lasted for half a year.

His injuries in the battle have not healed, and he has already started the process of refining spiritual treasures. Now, it is almost done.

Boom!

The furnace fire in the starry sky is blazing, and the Dao patterns are deep.

In the outside world, changes are taking place, and the spiritual energy everywhere is being aroused and rolling in.

"Again?!"

Looking up at the changes in the sky, the faces of many disciples of the Great Beginning Holy Land changed.

Many elders were scared.

The previous battle was still vivid in their minds, but the aftermath of the war took them several months to deal with.

Is it coming again?

Even Fang Yingqiu's expression changed slightly. The Great Beginning Holy Land really couldn't afford such a collision.

"Has King Yuanyang come out of retreat?"

Some people looked up at the sky, looking at the strong breath like a mountain and a sea, their hearts were shaken, and they were looking forward to it.

Since ancient times, there have been legends about the emergence of kings, but almost none of them have been confirmed.

This King Yuanyang is probably the only giant who has been crowned king in the tens of thousands of years of the Huangji Continent.

At this moment, among the many masters who have gathered here, there are many who have ulterior motives, but there are also those who come to worship sincerely and seek guidance.

But no matter what the purpose was, everyone was alarmed by the change in the sky.

"This kind of breath"

In front of the carriage, the porcelain doll-like child looked up, and a touch of emotion flashed across his innocent face.

Faintly, he could feel that the floating heavenly palace, which was like a whirlpool swallowing up the spiritual energy from all directions, had a deep and endless flow of Tao.

The sky was like a waterfall, and the flowing water was full of great power.

Whatever he saw was a terrifying deterrent.

"What does that person want to do?"

The old man with white hair and beard was also suspicious and lowered his head to look at the child.

"All things exist between heaven and earth, but heaven and earth are composed of all things. The changes of heaven and earth affect all things, and vice versa, the changes of all things will also affect heaven and earth! This is the origin of the strange phenomenon. The strong may not all have strange phenomena, but those who have strange phenomena will have the opportunity to become strong.

It's just that a simple individual is too small compared to heaven and earth. It must be above the cave to cause changes in the celestial phenomena. This person's cultivation is really unexpected."

The little boy sighed in his heart: "I probably can't do it."

The heaven and earth are connected, but not everyone can affect the heaven and earth. With a wave of his hand, the heaven and earth follow. Even if the Taoist Yuanyang is not in the Tongtian realm, I'm afraid he is not much different, right?

But, why didn't such an existence undergo the baptism of heavenly tribulation?

Huhu~

The wind rises in the sky, and the sea of ​​clouds rolls for thousands of miles. The essence rolls like a dragon and is swallowed by the vortex, causing changes in the celestial phenomena on a larger scale.

Not only the tens of thousands of miles of heaven and earth where the Great Beginning Holy Land is located, but also the clouds farther away are stirred up.

The Wanyang Realm has endless and abundant spiritual energy, but for ordinary cultivators, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is unshakable and difficult to absorb.

Even the cave-heaven great power needs to swallow pills to practice. Even if it is a marquis who has achieved unity, it is difficult to practice with the help of the spiritual power of heaven and earth outside of battle.

It seems that there is an invisible force that completely locks all spiritual power and is difficult to shake.

But at this time, the spiritual power that is everywhere in the world is boiling, like a meteorite planet captured and pulled by a huge celestial body, sinking into a vortex at an unimaginable speed.

The celestial phenomena are changing, and they are getting more and more intense.

"The Wanlong Boat is humming, with signs of revival? Is that person refining his own spiritual treasure for the king?"

Miao Meng was originally staring at the sky, but suddenly his expression changed. He pinched his fingers and pointed at the Wanlong Boat from a distance, trying to suppress the boiling of the Wanlong Boat.

Boom!

Boom!

Under the change of the celestial phenomena, it is not only the Wanlong Boat that is touched. Miao Meng is comforting the Wanlong Boat, but the spiritual treasures brought by many other major forces have rioted.

Yuan Duxiu was slightly startled. He looked around and saw that a series of brilliant divine lights were rising into the sky. There was a breath of spiritual treasures reviving in all directions and many people were shouting in anger.

Except for a few people who suppressed the boiling of spiritual treasures, the spiritual treasures carried by other major forces were all revived.

Moreover, they were all king-level spiritual treasures. Although the marquis-level spiritual treasures were trembling, there was no sign of revival.

"The Tian Ge was triggered and revived. Is King Yuanyang refining a treasure?!"

"Spiritual treasures will not revive for no reason. This must be because he sensed a threat. He, he is really refining a king-level spiritual treasure?!"

"If he is refining a king-level spiritual treasure, doesn't it mean that he has reached the Tongtian realm? But why doesn't he have a heavenly tribulation? Is it possible that the legend is wrong, and there will be no heavenly tribulation when he is promoted to Tongtian?"

The scene in front of Dashi Mountain was boiling.

The expressions of masters from various forces and even many alien races have changed and shaken, either suppressing the revival of the Fengwang Lingbao or guiding the Fengwang Lingbao to stop reviving.

Many people are even more confused.

Whoosh~

The wind whistles between heaven and earth, and the spirit is still rolling.

Countless people look up, and many people can already see the Taoist who is looming in the endless clouds and mists.

The Taoist sits cross-legged in the clouds and mists, with no expression, but endless and complex Taoist patterns flowing outside, faintly forming a magnificent and sacred alchemy furnace with a heavy smell of fireworks.

The alchemy furnace has three feet and two ears, nine orifices and eight holes, and the patterns of Tao are deep, seemingly virtual and real, but it is difficult to see its size, as if it is only three feet six feet five inches high, and it seems to be so big that it can accommodate the world.

A crowd stared at it, some in amazement, some with a solemn expression, and some with deep fear.

"This spiritual treasure" the child gently pressed his chest and whispered to himself, without making any rash moves.

Among all the people present, he was the first to sense what the Taoist Yuanyang wanted to do, because the treasure in his body was also slightly touched.

This is what moved him.

For any spiritual treasure, its strongest time is naturally when it is in the hands of the first generation owner. As a spiritual treasure of the king, if this person really refines it.

Even if the material is slightly inferior, it is probably more powerful than any other spiritual treasure of the king.

What surprised him was that the Daowen Dan furnace was not the common "swords, guns, sticks" type of magic weapons, nor was it the "Picture Ding Pen Bell" type of spiritual treasure.

Strange, but dangerous.

"Do you want to take action?"

The old man lowered his head and sent a voice.

In his opinion, the "King Yuanyang" was refining treasures at this time, which must be the best opportunity to make a move.

"Wait a little longer"

The little boy shook his head slightly, looked around, and his eyes were deep: "I heard that the old guy from 'Taihai Wang Pavilion' has also come out of retreat, let's wait for him to make a move"

Facing such a giant, even with the information given by that person, it is necessary to be cautious. If there is a slight mistake, I am afraid it will be doomed.

Even if that person promised all kinds of benefits and complained about the severity, his mind was very clear. If there is a chance, he will make a move. If not, even if he retreats, he will never die.

Not only the little boy and the old man, but also many people with their own thoughts in front of Dashi Mountain are waiting.

After a long time, the strange phenomenon in the sky became more and more intense, and it was unknown how far it spread.

"I have been searching for the way for three thousand years and have not found it. I have doubted it several times. Until now, I have seen you and I know that it is not the world that is different, but our mediocrity"

Finally, a sigh sounded from the void somewhere, but it echoed in everyone's heart at the same time.

Huh~

A ripple appeared in the void, and then spread into waves.

In the sparkling waves, an old man with a heavy mood, white hair, but a little bright eyes slowly stepped out of the void.

He stared at the sky, sensed the surroundings, and finally his eyes fell on the white-haired Taoist priest who was like a god and saint in the clouds and mist above the floating palace.

As if he was inspired:

"Compared to you, I am really,

a waste"

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