People are in the heavens, breeding pacesetters

Zhang Jingyun clicked on the reward introduction: the broken mirror is reunited, the sky is nourished and self-reliant, all things can be nourished, and then a simple and full bronze vial appeared in his hand.

The Yangtian bottle is only about the size of a palm, with a slender mouth and a slightly bulging belly. The body and bottom of the bottle are engraved with some special patterns, as if they were made in nature.

It looked like a small bronze bottle, but as soon as he got his hands on it, Zhang Jingyun knew by touch that the material of this bottle was not bronze, but a metal he had never seen before.

Holding the Yangtian Bottle in his hand, Zhang Jingyun didn't even feel that it was a magic weapon or a spiritual treasure. It was ordinary and unremarkable.

However, as Zhang Jingyun poured mana into it, the lines on the bottle body and even the bottom of the bottle began to shine, and bursts of spiritual light appeared before his eyes.

"This is... the light of a spiritual treasure. The bottle has spirituality. It is the same as the golden bowl given to Fahai by the Buddha. In terms of grade, it is at least a spiritual treasure."

Zhang Jingyun was thinking about refining it, but when he poured most of his mana into the Heavenly Cultivation Vase, it didn't elicit much reaction.

It was not so difficult to refine the golden bowl of Fahai at the beginning. Zhang Jingyun blinked. Could it be that the level of Yang Tian Ping was far higher than that of the golden bowl?

"What level of spiritual treasure is it?"

Zhang Jingyun's heart was filled with excitement, and time passed by. When he poured all his mana into the Yangtian Bottle, he barely got any feedback.

"Can this bottle nourish a whole world?"

Zhang Jingyun said with a surprised look on his face that he could nourish a whole world. He said in a big tone that all things in the reward introduction were not an exaggeration.

From the feedback, we learned that the bottle has the function of nourishing yin and cultivating spirituality. Taking magic weapons, elixirs, and spiritual objects into the nourishing sky bottle can greatly improve the level.

To exaggerate, people can be raised by throwing them in, but Zhang Jingyun learned from the feedback that with his current cultivation level, he can at most use a bottle to raise a seriously injured and almost wiped out person.

Of course, not everyone can be raised well. At least, those who are limited by their cultivation and whose realm is far beyond Zhang Jingyun will almost disappear into ashes. Zhang Jingyun cannot raise him even if he wants to.

“Nourishing the elixir, increasing the age of the elixir, etc., the effect seems to be similar to that of Old Demon Han’s Sky Palm Bottle.

It’s just that the Sky Palm Vase is of a higher grade. It is the first Xuantian object born from chaos when the way of heaven first appeared. Although my Sky Nurturing Vase is said to be able to nourish all things, it is not necessarily higher than the Heaven Palm Vase. . "

Zhang Jingyun thought thoughtfully, Yang Tian Ping himself can't refine it yet, and it can't be compared, but the ability he is showing now is indeed good.

"Nine-turn Mysterious Technique, Heaven-raising Bottle, two rewards. If you use it properly in the future, you will have enough confidence even if you go to the immortal world." Zhang Jingyun put away the Heaven-raising Bottle, and put several magic weapons and spiritual objects into it to nourish Yun.

Zhang Jingyun had previously thought that after the skills were perfected, there would be no magic formulas after becoming an immortal that would affect his practice. With the Nine Transformation Mysterious Skills, the problem was easily solved.

It's just that Zhang Jingyun didn't practice the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique immediately. First, this was in the main world, the Age of Dharma Ending, where aura was not manifest and there was no way to practice. Zhang Jingyun's cultivation in the main world was supported by his own resources.

The second is the conditions for practicing the Nine-turn Mysterious Technique. The reason why the Nine-turn Mysterious Technique is so powerful that it can make Yang Jian stand out among the gods and become a lot stronger is inseparable from the difficulty of practicing the technique.

Each round of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique consumes a huge amount of resources. If it were in the prehistoric era, there would be all kinds of spiritual objects in the world, so it would be convenient to practice, and it would be okay in the period of being a god.

In Zhang Jingyun's case, he can travel through various worlds and utilize the resources of each world. The highest level world he has experienced so far, the White Snake World, has a cultivation environment that is incomparable with the prehistoric and god-conquering periods.

However, the Lingbao Heavenly Nurturing Bottle obtained by Zhang Jingyun can help Zhang Jingyun to a certain extent, as it can nourish elixirs and spiritual objects for cultivation.

"No, the White Snake World has not been unblocked yet, but the corresponding Ghost Story World has been thawed. You can go there to practice the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique."

The World of Ghost Story is lower than the World of White Snake. In the trilogy, we have not even met a single god-level character. In the World of White Snake, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Emperor Zhenwu, etc. are all extremely powerful gods.

Zhang Jingyun's body flashed, he entered A Chinese Ghost Story, and came to this world again. Zhang Jingyun unexpectedly discovered that this world seemed to have more spiritual energy.

"It's true that I feel it right. The overall concentration of spiritual energy is 20-30% stronger than when it came last time. Could it be that some major changes have happened in this world after I left?"

Zhang Jingyun thought in his heart.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the surrounding environment. It seemed to be somewhere in the suburbs. The official road was in the sky, but there were no people around. It looked quite desolate.

Zhang Jingyun was not in a hurry to find Nie Xiaoqian and others. Just now he subconsciously used the yin and yang wheel calculation method to calculate that he would have a lot of opportunities.

"My current strength is already at the top in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story. I am confident that I can kill even the old Black Mountain monster with one sword."

The old demon of Heishan was just a demon king who had just entered the void realm. In the White Snake World, Zhang Jingyun killed four or five such demons and didn't care at all.

The key is that Zhang Jingyun is so powerful, but he can still encounter opportunities on the road, which is very rare in this world.

Zhang Jingyun walked leisurely along the official road, looking for opportunities in the dark, and he would naturally encounter the so-called opportunities.

More than half an hour later.

He didn't see the opportunity, but met two monks. Zhang Jingyun couldn't help but secretly thought that it was bad luck. Ever since he dealt with Fahai in the White Snake World, he always felt that meeting monks when going out was not a good thing.

Now I have met two at once.

The old monk had a kind face, leaning on a Zen staff and walking steadily, as if his steps had been measured with a ruler.

Don't tell me yet.

This aura is comparable to Fahai's.

Looking up, Zhang Jingyun almost widened his eyes. This monk looked so familiar. He was exactly the same as the protector of the country, Pudu Cihang, whom he killed in A Chinese Ghost Story.

But Pudu Cihang looked a little scary. This old monk was approachable, with particularly long ears and wide earlobes that almost touched his shoulders.

Apart from the similarity in appearance, he had no connection with Pudu Cihang. As for the young monk next to the old monk, he looked even more familiar.

Who hasn’t watched Teacher Liang and Tang Wei...

Zhang Jingyun's heart moved, "These two monks, could they be Zen Master Baiyun and his disciple Shifang? How could they appear at this time?"

Zen Master Baiyun and Little Monk Shifang are the characters in the final part of the A Chinese Ghost Story trilogy, and the third part's combat power level is also the highest among the trilogy.

Before, Zhang Jingyun felt that Zen Master Baiyun's combat power and realm were stronger than Yan Chixia's. Yan Chixia was still far away from becoming an immortal, but the blood in Zen Master Baiyun's body had turned into golden Buddha's blood, and he was very close to becoming a Buddha.

Now, Zhang Jingyun saw Zen Master Baiyun with his own eyes, and it completely confirmed what he thought in his heart. He was already in the late stage of spiritual cultivation, and becoming a Buddha was just around the corner.

"Master, look, there is a person there. Our map was blown away by the wind. I will ask him how to get to Guobei County."

When the young monk next to the old monk saw Zhang Jingyun, he came to him in three steps and two steps at a time, then clasped his hands and recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Shifang and his master, Zen Master Baiyun, have arrived here. May I ask this donor how to get to Guobei County?" Shifang asked.

Zhang Jingyun's expression did not change, and he thought that it was indeed Shifang and Baiyun. How strong Zen Master Baiyun was in the trilogy, correspondingly, there were many pitfalls in Shifang.

Baiyun belongs to the realm of Arhat who has cultivated a golden body. Maybe his apprentice will be his last calamity. Baiyun can force the tree demon into a desperate situation in the away game. It is already very powerful. Shifang is useful. As long as he stays away from Zen Master Baiyun and does not hinder others, he is probably I can conquer Lanruo Temple by myself.

"Oh, no one knows Guobei County better than me." Zhang Jingyun was not bragging. When he was working as an undead knight in Guobei County, the young monk from Shifang was still chanting sutras in the temple.

"Why are you going to Guobei County?"

Zhang Jingyun asked.

Shifang said without thinking: "Master and I will escort Jin..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a deep voice: "Shifang!"

Zen Master Baiyun came in response to the call. Shifang opened his mouth and swallowed what he wanted to say. He and his master were escorting the Golden Buddha through Guobei County, but the Golden Buddha was too precious to be told to others easily.

"The old monk's Buddhist name is Baiyun. I wonder how the donor should be called?" Zen Master Baiyun said with a bow.

"Master, just call me Black Earth."

White clouds and black soil, Zhang Jingyun opened his mouth to come.

"Black Earth Donor, how can I get to Guobei County?" Shifang asked again, and Zen Master Baiyun also looked at him kindly.

"I'm going to Guobei County too, let's go together."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shifang looked at Zen Master Baiyun. The latter saw that Zhang Jingyun, apart from his great appearance, had no magic power fluctuations in his body. He was a mortal. He nodded and agreed, "Thank you, donor."

Naturally, he could tell that Kurotsuchi was a pseudonym.

Boom!

The wind and clouds suddenly rose, the sky suddenly became dark, the white clouds above the head turned black unconsciously, thunder sounded, and heavy rain was coming.

"Black Soil Donor, is there a shelter from the rain nearby?" Shifang asked after looking at the weather. At the same time, he took out a piece of cloth and covered the bookcase behind him. Apparently there was something precious inside, and he was worried about getting caught in the rain.

"There is a pavilion in front to take shelter from the rain."

Zhang Jingyun took Baiyun and Shifang along the official road and headed west to Guobei County. The more they walked along the way, the more familiar they felt. It was clearly the same scene as when he first came into this world.

"There really is a pavilion."

It was already raining lightly in the sky. Fortunately, Shifang Secret Road met Zhang Jingyun. Without the guidance of a local like him, the two of them might have been caught in the rain not to mention that they could not find the direction of Guobei County.

The three of them walked forward and saw a pavilion, where the swordsman Xiahou was chasing bandits. He killed several bandits with one sword. Blood spurted out and even splashed on the steamed bun in Zhang Jingyun's hand.

"I don't know what the scene will be this time..."

Zhang Jingyun and Master Baiyun walked into the pavilion one after another. The two masters and apprentices were resting in the pavilion. They took out some cooked brown rice and no vegetables, so they started eating. Baiyun winked at Shifang, who He gave Zhang Jingyun some rice with understanding.

"Don't bother me, little master. I have some here too." Zhang Jingyun took out steamed buns, pickles, beef, and wine from the bookcase he had prepared in advance.

"Two mages, together?"

Zhang Jingyun greeted warmly.

When Shifang saw Zhang Jingyun's side, there was wine and meat, and the brown rice in his hand suddenly lost its aroma. Although the wine and meat were inedible, the vegetables were good too.

"Amitabha, monks must abide by the precepts, and the donor can enjoy it himself." Zen Master Baiyun shook his head and said.

"Then I'll drink wine and eat meat, and you guys eat pickles." Zhang Jingyun handed over the steamed buns and pickles, but Zen Master Baiyun didn't refuse: "Thank you, donor!" After saying that, he and Shifang started eating together.

Zhang Jingyun has been practicing so far and rarely eats. The occasional meal is more formal than useful. However, he rarely has a meal, but he still has no peace.

Shifang was halfway through eating when he suddenly felt his butt tingle. Then he reached out and touched it and pulled out a skull from behind his butt. He was so frightened that he almost lost the steamed bun.

"Amitabha, it's unlucky!"

Shifang felt that he was unlucky, so he stood up with the skull and threw it into the grass next to him, not wanting to hit the people in the grass. Moreover, when they came out, there was a large group of them, all with ferocious faces.

"I did not do it on purpose!"

Shifang was shocked and apologized quickly, but the group of people ignored him and walked around Shifang without thinking.

It turned out that there was a murderous man at the end, carrying a four-foot-long broadsword, chasing them. Zhang Jingyun looked strange when he saw this scene.

Another time when I was eating steamed buns, I encountered someone chasing a robber. The man jumped in front of the robber and cut off two heads with one strike across all directions.

A stream of hot blood spurted out of his abdomen.

It just splashed on Zhang Jingyun's steamed bun.

The other robbers could not escape death. Their swords were crossed and they were all killed by this man in a few breaths. After all the robbers were killed, the man Shi Shiran walked into the pavilion and skillfully turned over the packages he had taken from the robbers.

"Hey, it's a good thing I caught up with you. Otherwise, all my savings would have been robbed by bandits. It wouldn't have been worth it!" The man was minding his own business and stuffed the unearthed silver into his waist. Don't dare to show off your anger. How could such a fierce person get his money robbed by bandits?

The old monk Baiyun next to him had been sitting there calmly with his eyes closed since he finished his fast, as if what happened around him had nothing to do with him.

As for Zhang Jingyun.

Ever since the fierce swordsman walked into the pavilion, his eyes had not been taken away from him, so much so that the swordsman couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey, what are you looking at me for?"

The swordsman wiped his broadsword clean and couldn't help but ask. Zhang Jingyun's face remained as usual, looking at the swordsman he just asked, "You don't know me?"

"Know you? Should I know you?" The swordsman walked up to Zhang Jingyun, grabbed a steamed bun and ate it as if he was familiar with it.

Zhang Jingyun nodded and said, "Indeed, he doesn't dare to be as presumptuous as you, and his cultivation level is slightly better than yours."

When the swordsman heard this, he immediately became unhappy: "Who are you talking about, who is more powerful than me? And who are you?"

Zhang Jingyun said: "You can call me Ning Caichen. As for the person I'm talking about, he looks very similar to you. He is a post-academic scholar of the Kunlun School, and his name is Zhiqiu Yiye."

"Knowing the autumn leaves?" the swordsman murmured.

Time passed and he saw Zhiqiu Yiye again, but the other party did not recognize him. Zhang Jingyun wanted to know what happened during the time he was away.

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