Refining Demons to Become a Taoist: Refining 108,000 Insects at the Beginning

Qing Ling and Hong Ling followed Chen Ming's instructions and acted in a low profile.

They also knew what the three cave masters wanted, so they didn't put on airs. They gave in a few words and then entered the Floating Flower Cave together.

After three drinks, the atmosphere of the banquet was harmonious.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting thicker, the three cave masters said, "The thirty-six caves in the Cangwu Mountain are all occupied by monks, but our three caves are still less clever than the others."

"Fellow Taoists, do you have any suggestions?"

Hong Ling's intelligence was affected by the distracting thoughts of incense, and her thoughts were complicated. She made several turns in an instant, and there was no idea on her face.

Qing Ling said bluntly: "This matter is also simple. It only increases the spiritual power of the three of you in the cave, but weakens other places. What should I do if they all come after me and Hong Ling?"

"My real person won't care about these little things, but if it causes chaos in the mountains and causes trouble in front of the real person, it won't look good!"

"Is there really no chance of turning around?" Ge Yanran asked softly.

Taoist Fang Kun held her back and refused to let her ask any more questions.

Fang Kun stepped forward himself, stuffed a jade box into Qing Ling's hand, and said, "Fellow Taoist and I hit it off immediately. Inside is a spiritual grass belonging to the Xuanyin family, which will form a good relationship with Taoist Qing Ling."

Qing Ling had never encountered anything like this before. She stood up and waved her hand, refusing to accept it.

When Liu Ruxi saw this, he smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Qingling, just accept it. We are not cultivating the path of Xuanyin, so it is useless to ask for that spiritual grass."

"Fellow Daoist Fang, do you think so?"

Ge Yanran also took out a jade bottle at this time, handed it to Hong Ling's hand, and said: "This is the Baihua spirit brew I made myself. It will be slightly beneficial to the practice of Mu Dao. Fellow Taoists, please don't dislike it."

Hearing this, Hong Ling suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Ge Yanran carefully.

Ge Yanran felt uncomfortable looking at him and said: "What I practice is also a wooden way, and I am deeply sensitive to the changes in the wood energy in the mountains. In recent years, the wood energy in the vast mountains has gradually become deeper, and I have also benefited from it. This Baihua Spirit Brewing is also A heartfelt thought.”

Hong Ling thought for a moment, put away the jade bottle containing Baihua Spirit Brew, and said, "Fellow Daoist Ge is interested. If this thing is useful, Hong Ling will definitely remember it in his heart!"

After that, Hong Ling got up and said goodbye, and left with Qing Ling.

The jade box containing Xuanyin's spiritual grass was placed on the table, but Qing Ling did not take it after all.

Fang Kun picked up the jade box and said, "If fellow Taoist Qingling doesn't accept this thing, I don't know if our three-hole spiritual secret can still be accomplished."

"Let's see if Fellow Daoist Ge's Baihua Spirit Brewing is of any use!" Liu Ruxi said.

"If the matter is completed, your spiritual herb of Xuanyin will belong to Fellow Daoist Ge!"

Ge Yanran refined the bottle of Baihua Spirit Brew, and Liu Ruxi also put in a lot of effort, so that's why Fang Kun said what he said.

Fang Kun also knew the reason. After thinking about it, he handed the jade box to Ge Yanran and said, "Then I'll leave this thing with Fellow Daoist Ge for now, and we'll talk about it later when the matter comes to an end."

Ge Yanran smiled and put away Fang Kun's jade box without refusing.

"Hong Ling, how could you accept their things?"

"At that time, the idea changed and the other cave masters in the mountain started making trouble again. It won't end well!" Qing Ling asked in confusion.

Hong Ling said: "I accepted the Baihua Spirit Brewing for a reason."

"The Mu Dao energy contained in the Baihua Spirit Brew may be useful for the magical power that the real person is cultivating now!"

Qing Ling didn't say much after hearing this. If it was something useful to Chen Ming, Qing Ling wouldn't care even if Cangwu Mountain was in chaos.

In her heart, nothing is more important than Chen Ming's things!

The two returned to the top of the mountain, under the ancient tree.

Hong Ling arrived in front of Chen Ming, holding the bottle of Baihua Spirit Brew, and said: "Master, this is made by the master of Fuhua Cave at the foot of the mountain."

With a sweep of his mind, Chen Ming sensed that the Mu Dao essence in it was very pure. It could save some hard work of condensing the green jade talisman, but its effect was limited.

However, something is better than nothing.

Chen Ming collected the bottle of Baihua Spirit Brew and said: "The technique practiced by the master of Floating Flower Cave is also a type of Mu Dao. If you are serious about it, since you have used her things, you should have some reversal."

"Yes!" Hong Ling responded.

Seeing that she could help Chen Ming, Qing Ling felt happy and said, "Since it's useful, I'll ask the master of Floating Flower Cave for some more."

Chen Ming stopped her and said: "The master of Floating Flower Cave is only in the realm of visualization. It has taken a lot of effort to make this bottle of Baihua Spirit Brew."

"You ask her for it, but she doesn't have it in her hand. She has to refine it again, which delays her practice and will cause resentment. But it's not beautiful."

Qing Ling said hurriedly: "Master, I didn't think well and became anxious."

Chen Ming also knew what she was thinking, so naturally he would not be harsh and said, "Let's go practice."

After saying that, Chen Ming retreated into the Cave Heaven Dojo among the ancient trees to practice.

Qing Ling walked slowly to the spring on the top of the mountain, recited a mantra, and turned her body into a tree trunk. The roots penetrated into the spring and overlapped with the roots of the ancient tree.

The ancient tree was originally the transformation of the wooden heart conceived by her body, although it is now integrated with the spring to sort out the inspiration in the mountain.

However, Qing Ling can still change the direction of the inspiration after reciting the spell. Although it cannot change the trend significantly, there are many details that can make a difference.

As Qing Ling exerts his power, the spiritual power in Cangwu Mountain changes quietly. The originally shallow Fuhua Cave, Dian Cang Cave and Luoyan Cave, the three realms of spiritual power slowly become richer.

Ge Yanran's Floating Flower Cave was the first to change. She was startled during her practice, and after thinking about it carefully for a moment, a smile appeared on her lips: "It seems that the Baihua Spirit Brewing is useful."

"This spiritual grass belonging to Xuanyin belongs to me!"

Fang Kun and Liu Ruxi both sensed the changes in spiritual energy and were delighted.

It was not easy to find a place for cultivation where spiritual energy gathered. The amount of spiritual energy was very important to casual cultivators like them.

The thicker it was, the stronger the magical power would be, and the more powerful it would be.

Not to mention the impact on breaking through the barriers during cultivation.

However, Qing Ling changed the direction of spiritual energy in the mountain, and the spiritual energy in other places became a little shallow.

Qing Ling also extracted a little from various places and evenly distributed it, but the cultivators were very sensitive to the changes in spiritual energy and discovered it immediately.

In Cangmang Mountain, most of the cultivators occupying thirty-six caves and seventy-two divisions were in the visualization realm. Although they discovered the changes, they were frightened by Chen Ming's power in the concentration realm and did not dare to question him on the top of the mountain.

Even if they dared to come, Chen Ming would suppress them.

Now the spiritual energy of Cangmang Mountain can be said to have been saved and sorted out by Chen Ming.

The three fairies of the Wanfa Sect first extracted the spiritual energy to refine the law, and then were invaded and infected by the White Bone Master.

If it weren't for Chen Ming's efforts to turn the tide, the Cangmang Mountains would have been destroyed long ago.

Now the spiritual energy in the mountains is still relying on Chen Ming's cave temple to transform into an ancient tree and suppress it on the spring on the top of the mountain. It has gradually been sorted out and slowly regained its former atmosphere.

Some of the cultivators in the mountains can see these things clearly and think clearly, but some cultivators are confused.