Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 482: Innate Spiritual Roots

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Time passed little by little.

Through the projection of his soul, Xu Junming stayed in the Jiu Shu world for seven days before returning to the Liaozhai world.

Looking at the cross-border teleportation array blooming with spiritual light in front of him, Xu Junming held the 'Netherworld Bone Flag' with a guarded expression. However, until the wooden staff obtained from Ren Wuji appeared in front of him, Lord Huosang did not come out to stop him.

"Strange, has he already left?"

Subconsciously urging the Divine Ball to deduce, the threat hanging over his head has not diminished, but as his cultivation continues to improve, his strength becomes stronger and not as strong as before.

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster, but Lord Huosang is stronger than him, and using the Divine Sphere to deduce the future doesn't provide much enlightenment.

However, the name 'Qiu Liang' became increasingly clear.

When he was deducing the name, the previously chaotic secret suddenly became much clearer.

"Daqi Dynasty! Is this person in Daqi?"

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head.

There is no need to give up the practice at hand and go to Daqi to find this person.

As long as you are in this world, it is impossible to transcend the fairyland in practice, unless Lord Huosang has extraordinary means.

But even so, he was not afraid.

Not to mention the Fu Ya Po Dharmakaya Dragon Emperor who is already infinitely close to transcending the tribulation.

He also has stronger means.

Putting away the wooden staff and the Netherworld Bone Flag, he took a step and instantly appeared in a hall.

In the huge and vast space, there stands a giant god three thousand feet tall, with the head of a bull and the body of a bull, with six arms on his ribs and covered with dark blue divine patterns.

Looking at this body, the body is full of energy and vitality, and the chest injury has been completely repaired.

Xu Junming's eyes showed uncontrollable excitement.

Thirty years.

Over the past thirty years, he had spent countless resources, including Cihang Pudu, who had cultivated the great demon body to the peak of his soul, and all the dynasty dragon energy accumulated by the Dayong Dynasty for hundreds of years, and finally managed to repair the locked sword. The wound left by a puncture.

Although it is expensive, it is all worth it.

A puppet body made from the magical body of a high-ranking warrior from the Witch Clan was his last trump card against the Great Lord Huosang.

His divine consciousness connected with the puppet talisman in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his three-thousand-foot body moved instantly.

In a flash of light, he transformed into a tall, yellow-faced man with a height of nine feet and a majestic build.

As Xu Junming waved his hand, the battle armor he had trained earlier, plus a eight-foot-long spear, flew into the big man's body.

Soon, a warrior with a helmet and armor, a terrifying momentum, and blood like a sea, appeared in front of him.

After examining it for a moment, he nodded with satisfaction.

With a wave of his hand, the wizard flew the puppet into his sleeve.

Turning around and going out, a huge black dog raised its head.

In thirty years, too many things have changed.

The black dog who was once in the Golden Core realm has now advanced to the Nascent Soul realm.

One of the eight bulges between the shoulders and neck also cracked, and a new dog head grew out.

The current Heifeng looks like a two-headed Hades dog.

"Master, are you out of seclusion?" said the dog head on the left.

Before Xu Junming could say anything, the dog head on the right immediately complained.

"Master, you have been in seclusion for the past few days, and Niu Kui went to the third master to hang out with Qingfeng again."

"This guy is really stupid. What can happen with a cow and a fox?" The dog head on the left looked full of contempt.

The dog head on the right winked instantly.

"Maybe that stupid cow can create a new species, such as a fox head, a cow body, and a fox tail."

"Why not a cow's head, a fox's body, and a cow's tail?"

"also!"

"Hey, we should give it a name, like cow fox, fox cow or something like that?"

The two dog heads started a heated discussion.

Seeing them like this, Xu Junming couldn't help but shook his head. Ever since the black dog passed through the Nascent Soul Tribulation and grew a new dog head, it has become like this.

Looking at the seven remaining bulges on its neck, they are obviously heads that have not yet grown.

It would really be a headache if all nine of them opened their mouths at the same time.

"Black Wind."

The dog head on the left who was talking happily looked towards Xu Junming.

"You go and guard Chongshan Residence."

"Black cloud."

The head on the right looked over.

"Go and guard the Sutra Pavilion."

Seeing the majestic look in their master's eyes, the two dog heads did not dare to neglect and pulled to the left and right respectively. In an instant, the black dog, which was twenty or thirty feet tall, turned into two black dogs of similar size.

The light flashed and disappeared in front of Xu Junming.

After Heifeng advanced to the Nascent Soul, he awakened a unique innate magical power of the Nine Netherworld Dog, the "Distraction Technique".

Each head represents a clone and an extra life.

This magical power is very similar to Xu Junming's seven soul clones.

But its disadvantage is that every time a clone is divided, the main body's cultivation is divided into two. Moreover, the clone cannot be cultivated.

This undoubtedly limits the potential of ‘distraction’.

However, one clone has one life, and as long as all of them are not dead, the main body will not die, which is very precious.

He urged Hu Tianshen to perform magic and came to the backyard of Chongshan Residence.

After more than thirty years of sacrificial training, Creation Lingchi has reached the peak of the Lingbao realm, and has accumulated enough foundation to overcome tribulations. If Xu Junming hadn't suppressed it, it would have become an immortal weapon ten years ago.

He took out the wooden staff he got from Ren Wuji.

Although this unknown innate spiritual root has been dead for many years, there is still a trace of the innate Taishi Aoki root energy in its remaining tree heart.

Fundamental Qi contains good fortune, which means that it may be revived in the future in a sufficient spiritual Qi environment.

Xu Junming's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Hopefully we can save it."

Release your palm, a wooden staff nine feet long, as thick as an adult's wrist, like a sapphire, and fly slowly towards the Creation Spirit Pond.

As if he sensed something, the innate Taishi Qingmu fundamental energy inside the wooden staff began to circulate rapidly like blue smoke.

In an instant, the sky above the Creation Spiritual Pond was extremely dense, and wisps of spiritual energy ribbons, like spiritual snakes, flew towards the wooden staff.

As more and more spiritual energy was absorbed by the wooden staff, a faint cyan glow bloomed from the inside of the wooden staff.

Gradually, a small bulge appeared on the thick bottom of the wooden stick. The bulge became more and more slender, like the roots of jade, growing out tenaciously.

It looks like a toddler. Although it is slow, you can see that it is growing continuously.

When the root grew to three feet and gradually turned brown, three protrusions appeared next to it.

At the same time, a light green bulge slowly grew out from the top of the wooden stick. The pink and tender green color was like the buds growing out of the dry branches when spring came. It made people feel happy, as if watching To the hope of the future.

Time passed little by little, and when the spiritual energy accumulated over the years was absorbed above the Creation Spirit Pond, the spiritual water in the pond was also reduced by one-fifth.

What was once a wooden stick has turned into a small tree one foot three feet tall, green in color, with three branches and seventeen narrow leaves.

"Live!"

Xu Junming was excited.

Originally, he was just trying it, but he was not 100% sure. After all, this unknown innate spiritual root had been dead for too long.

I never thought that it would actually work in the end.

You must know that this is the innate spiritual root, a supreme treasure that contains the path of wood. As long as it exists, Chongshan's sect can cultivate generations of disciples who are proficient in Mu Xing Taoism.

When it grows big enough, any leaf will be the top material for cultivating spiritual talismans, and even a branch can be transformed into an immortal weapon in the hands of a skilled weapon refiner.

If this innate spiritual root is a spiritual fruit tree, it would really be a super jackpot.

It is completely possible to refine elixirs that would make immortals envious.

All kinds of benefits quickly flashed through Xu Junming's mind.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

Although he knew that the material of the innate spiritual root was tough and powerful, he still subconsciously used his magic power to carefully lift it up and plant it in the center of the spiritual island in the Creation Spirit Pond.

This innate spiritual root has just regained its vitality. If it wants to grow, it will take a lot of time and a huge amount of spiritual energy to water it. For a while, don't even think about what great role it can play.

But even so.

With it suppressing the Dihuang Mountain, one's own Cave Heaven Dharma Realm, and even the small thousand worlds in the future, will never have to worry about the decline of spiritual energy into the Age of Ending Dharma.

Of course, if the world wants to advance, there is no other way to automatically reduce spiritual energy in order to accumulate foundation.

No matter how strong the innate spiritual root is, it cannot compete with the world that gave birth to it.

"Dao Ancestor bless you, this must be an innate spiritual fruit tree. It doesn't matter even if its background is shallow."

After praying silently, Xu Junming walked out of the backyard of Chongshan Residence after looking at the young tree that had completely taken root and was full of vitality.

With a quick step, we arrived at Taiyuan Cave.

The once bare top of the cave has been covered by a simple but grand stone palace.

Outside the stone hall, a high-spirited man in a green robe was holding dozens of red roses and flattering a beautiful girl in a green dress, with a gold hairpin in her hair.

"Qingmei, I picked this from my master's garden. It has a rich aroma and long-lasting color. Moreover, if you smell it for a long time, it can also beautify your face."

Monsters, as long as they are female, are also more concerned about appearance.

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng's eyes lit up instantly.

"Brother Niu, this flower is so good."

The cry of "Brother Niu" made Kui Niu's bones crisp up. The cow's eyes narrowed, a faint blush appeared on the long black face, the expression was excited, and the big head nodded fiercely.

"Don't worry, Qingmei, this is what the master said, and I will never give it back!"

"I never said that."

A faint voice came from the two sides.

Niu Kui's expression froze, and when Qingfeng saw Xu Junming, her beauty immediately turned pale and she quickly knelt down.

"Uncle, forgive me. Brother Niu stole the flowers that uncle planted because of me. If uncle wants to punish me, then punish me."

After glancing at her, Xu Junming turned his head.

"I can't see it. You stupid cow is tall and thick and looks like a black man. You captured someone so quickly."