Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 629: The Spiritual Pond of Creation, the Iron Umbrella recalls the past

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In addition to the old demon Xingxiu, the ancestor Honglian, and the monk Chuanxin, these old monsters are not easy to deal with.

This is what Xu Junming knows. No one knows what kind of giant monsters and monsters are hidden in these two thousand miles of Shushan.

After listening to Ao Tian's words, Ren Wuji also calmed down.

"My dear, what Ao Laosi said makes sense. We can't give those demons a chance. In addition, I think with the wisdom of those guys in Emei, especially the treachery of that guy Qi Shuming, they will definitely take this into consideration."

"Therefore, it is necessary to take advantage of the opportunity of sword competition to show your cards with them first!"

Xu Junming pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"By the way, those old monsters are rare tool men, stay with me when the time comes." Ao Tian said quickly.

"This is your main purpose, right?" Ren Wuji said.

"Of course. But I also think about it for everyone. A tyrannical Chongshan world is our strongest foundation."

Although what he said was true, it was somewhat high-sounding now.

"By the way, I. Where is my Guangcheng Golden Pill?" Ao Tian said, licking his face.

"Do you need it?"

"I have already given you the head of the Great Witch, what else do you want?" Ren Wuji said.

Seeing the three people glaring at each other, Ao Tiansan smiled and said, "Well, I'll go back first. It's quite troublesome."

The figure flashed and disappeared instantly.

"This bastard knows how to take advantage!" Ren Wuji turned his head and continued, "I, please give me one more, two Guangcheng Golden Pills, and I can advance to the level of Xuanxian!"

Seeing him swearing, Xu Junming waved his sleeves.

"Get out of here too!"

"If you don't give it, I won't give it. Why are you so angry...!"

The voices gradually faded away.

Seeing Xu Junming's gaze, the Dragon Emperor raised two fingers expressionlessly.

‘Boom’, spiritual energy surges.

Before Xu Junming could slap him with his palm, the Dragon Emperor disappeared instantly.

"None of these bastards makes me worry!"

Shaking his head, he turned and walked towards the backyard.

The Creation Spirit Pond is filled with this extremely rich spiritual energy, and the milky white translucent water exudes a faint three-color glow.

Nine cyan lotus flowers, three golden lotus flowers, two parallel lotus flowers, and seventeen white lotus flowers occupy a small area of ​​water and are growing vigorously.

The acquired creations include Green Lotus, Bodhi Golden Lotus, Albizia Julibrissin, plus the ‘Yaochi Jade Lotus’ that Xu Junming obtained from the Light Realm from childhood.

Although there are only four kinds, they are all top-notch immortal root immortal species, treasures that are hard to find in the world.

Not far from the lotus flowers, a ten-foot-tall milky-white boulder with nine orifices on top stood in the calm water.

The thick spiritual energy flew from all directions. When it was within seven feet of the boulder, it had turned into a clearly visible white air column. When it was within three feet, it had almost turned into substance.

It was as if nine white pillars were growing out of the boulder according to the Nine Palaces Bagua.

Through the Dantian bronze mirror, you can see inside the stone, a fat boy about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a sexy red robe, holding a black clay pot in his arms, sleeping soundly.

The whole person was wrapped in extremely rich spiritual energy.

"It seems like this guy won't come out unless he drains the spiritual energy from the Nine-Aperture Spiritual Stone."

Xu Junming waved his hand, and Li Gui and Guangcheng Jinzhou flew in.

It formed a triangle with the black clay pot that was already inside, and slowly flew around the obese boy.

Finally, I took a look at the Creation Spirit Island in the middle of the Creation Spirit Pond, which was surrounded by mist, clouds, and clouds. I thought about it and didn’t go there again.

A flash of light popped up from his crooked finger. Not long after, Pang Xian walked in with a cautious look on his face.

"Disciple Pang Xian meets the Patriarch."

"Do you know why I called you here alone?"

"The sin of a disciple!"

"Knowing your guilt, what are you guilty of?"

He raised his head carefully, wanting to see the ancestor's face, but he didn't expect to meet Xu Junming's half-smiling eyes.

His heart trembled and he quickly lowered his head.

"Shouldn't disciples question the patriarch's decision in public?"

"Really? In your mind, I, the Patriarch, am so petty that I can't even listen to the reasonable suggestions of my disciples?"

"Disciples don't dare!"

Seeing how nervous he looked, Xu Junming stopped teasing.

"Okay, get up."

"Disciples don't dare."

"There is no courageous person among my direct disciples of Chongshan Academy!"

Intrigued by his tone, Pang Xian quickly stood up.

"That's right!"

After patting his shoulder, he patted the gourd on his waist, and a dark iron umbrella flew out from it.

Seeing it, Pang Xian's expression changed instantly.

"I have kept this Four-Elephant Umbrella since you were reincarnated. Now it is also a top-grade celestial weapon. If you add the talisman inside, it will be even more powerful."

Xu Junming didn't use any of the immortal talismans he got from Panluo's treasure house, so he put them all inside.

Coupled with daily accumulation, the number of talismans in the Four Elephants Umbrella has reached one million.

Not counting the iron umbrella, the power erupted from these spiritual talismans was comparable to high-grade immortal weapons.

With a rush of magic power, the Four-Elephant Umbrella slowly flew in front of Pang Xian.

"Now that you have become a soul again, it's time for it to return to its original owner!"

Pang Xian's expression changed drastically, and he finally took a deep breath.

He stretched out his hands and took the Four Elephant Umbrella.

The current Pang Xian is actually Li Wubing, the registered disciple of Xu Junming in the previous life.

However, when resisting the Wushen Cult in the Liaozhai World, he unfortunately died in battle, and his soul was retained by Xu Junming. After being nurtured by the innate power of creation, his talent and understanding improved a lot. After being reincarnated again, he joined the four disciples of Qiao Shouxin's sect. Jin Yun passed the "Dizi Level" test of the Human Soul Divine Sect together and became a disciple of Yan Chixia.

Although he has changed from a second-generation disciple to a third-generation disciple, he has changed from a registered disciple to a direct descendant.

Only when you become a direct disciple can you know the real difference between a direct disciple and a named disciple of Chongshan Academy.

Not to mention anything else, the bronze mirror's great blessing on understanding is enough to make any monk irresistible to its charm.

"Disciple, thank you, Patriarch, for your support!"

A ‘perfection’ contains several meanings.

Not only for Xu Junming's willingness to spend a huge price to reshape his soul and accept him as his direct heir; but also for the other party's unreserved teaching and retention of the Four Elephants Umbrella to him.

"Practice hard. I'll personally give you a Guangcheng Golden Pill when I'm still half a year old."

"Don't worry, Patriarch, my disciples will definitely work hard."

"Go ahead."

Pang Xian bowed deeply, paused for a moment, then turned and left.

After looking at his back for a moment, Xu Junming turned around and walked into the Tiangong Hall.

In the huge Tiangong Hall, his incarnation is controlling the divine furnace, practicing the Pantuo Divine Spear and the Four-Elephant Sword Formation.

After many years of sacrificial training, Xu Junming had completely refined all the materials Xu Junming had painstakingly found into the state he wanted.

However, what he wanted was not a top-grade immortal weapon, but a top-grade immortal weapon above the ten-level immortal ban. Therefore, he has not started refining it yet, but has been understanding the art of refining it with the help of the bronze mirror.

And then improve your own weapon refining level.

Time passes little by little, and another year passes in the blink of an eye.

As the date for the sword showdown between Chongshan Academy and Emei approached, there were more and more monks around Yuzhu Peak in Zhongnan Mountain.

Countless people even rushed here after hearing the news.

Chongshan Academy, a famous righteous sect that rose like a comet, has become one of the most influential sects in the world of cultivation with the help of more than a dozen earthly immortals in its sect in only half a century.

The only ones that can compare with them are Emei and Kunlun.

It is a pity that in recent years, after the Yiyuan Patriarch ascended, Kunlun has become inaccessible. The so-called Nine Friends of Kunlun, except for capable people such as Master Tianchi and Zen Master Zhifei, are only at the Yuan Shen level.

The lack of top experts is Kunlun's biggest shortcoming.

Therefore, Kunlun, who led the group in the last massacre of immortals, became increasingly weak.

In contrast, Emei has good relations with Buddhism. Although Changmei Zhenren ascended to the throne, he left a rich legacy for Emei.

Coupled with the efforts of Qi Shuming and other three generations of disciples, Emei became more and more prosperous.

If Chongshan Academy hadn't emerged from nowhere, they would now be the undisputed leader in the righteous path of the spiritual world.

But everything has a if!

"Hunchback, why are you here?"

"You old woman can come, why can't I?"

The tall camel Yixiu sat down on the bluestone next to him.

Ling Hun, who was in ragged clothes, glanced at him.

"Is Fairy Han at Feixia Peak opposite?"

"When did you, an old codger, become so smart?"

"Haha, my old wife is right across the street, what do you think? But I advise you to give up. It would have been a good idea if you ruthlessly slaughtered the entire family, including your brothers, sisters-in-law, uncles and nephews, and not seeking revenge from you."

"You old man deserves to die. You won't pick up any pot, right?" Yixiu said angrily.

Ling Hun smiled and said, "You hunchback, why don't you know what's good and what's good, and you can't even hear what I'm saying? What I mean is, if you really agree with Fairy Han, just ask my old wife to help you make peace. Make peace."

Yixiu hesitated for a moment and sighed deeply.

"Forget it, her anger hasn't gone away, so all the efforts in the past are in vain."

"That's right. When they are all reincarnated, if you give them a little help, maybe Fairy Han can really change her mind."

Yi Xiu nodded and said, "Okay, don't talk to me anymore. Who do you think will win this time in the sword fight between Emei and a third-generation disciple of the Chongshan lineage?"

"Of course it's Emei!" Ling Hun said without hesitation.

"I wonder if you are an old coquettish fool. There are seven or eight third-generation immortals in the Chongshan lineage. In Emei, except for Ascetic Toutuo, Qi Shuming, Tu Long, Xun Lanyin and those two dwarfs, who can compare? ?”

"...And as we all know, True Monarch Chongshan is good at refining weapons. He also obtained the Guangcheng Golden Ship two years ago. The treasures in his hands are definitely not bad."

"...Emei wants to rely on powerful magical weapons as usual to overwhelm his opponents. It's probably impossible."

Ling Hun smiled and said, "You hunchback only knows one thing, but not the other. No matter how powerful Chongshan Zhenjun is in refining weapons, can the treasure he makes out of it be better than the purple and green swords?"

"Although the Guangcheng Golden Ship is famous, I am afraid that even the Immortal Lord Guangcheng will not keep such a good treasure."