Chapter 204 A beacon for the world
On the other side, Xu Xuan received the enshrined items and opened them. It turned out to be materials for practicing the Ascension Sutra.
The essence of vegetation and sky, this is the cultivation method obtained from this world.
Xu Xuan took out a green crystal, held it in the palm of his hand, ran the Feathering and Ascension Sutra, closed his eyes and meditated, and then absorbed its essence.
The proficiency increased little by little, and the cultivation speed of the Feathering Ascension Sutra was indeed dozens of times faster. It was really good to practice with the ideas of this world.
"How about I become an Ascension Sutra and study another seed?"
Chongtong also studies seeds.
It does not necessarily have to have all the functions, it is equivalent to a part of the function of the Ascension Meridian. The essence is absorbed through the seeds and recycled after maturity.
In this way, you don't have to worry about not being able to use these abilities. At most, your magical powers will be weakened a little.
Not only the Feathering Ascension Sutra, but also the Double Eyes.
If you are worried that some of the abilities are too weak, you can also add the abilities of other spells.
For example, Golden Light Curse, Ziwu Yang Gang, Heavenly Demon Body, etc.
"Yes, just do it!"
While the inspiration in his mind had not disappeared, Xu Xuan devoted himself to the process of studying the secret method.
The seeds of Taoism can only be used for rapid cultivation of spells. If they cannot be used for cultivation, the golden elixir cannot be given out to others for cultivation. Moreover, the golden elixir does not have this ability.
While Xu Xuan was in retreat, everything was developing.
In Linghuazhai, there was a red-haired monk with ghostly eyes standing in front of Yang Dian. This man's whole body was completely transformed into a ghost, and his appearance was extremely human-like. This was what Linghuazhai said.
The Taoist temple system is divided into: three capitals, five masters, eight deacons and eighteen heads. This person is one of the three major leaders under the Guanzhu.
"Yang Dian, today I appoint you as Shantou and in charge of Tianyi Mine!"
Everyone said that they took out a Dharma basket and wrote Yang Dian's name on it.
"Thank you all!" Yang Dian said with a smile.
The other four people climbed to a new level and began to show their talents.
The next day, Yang Dian went to the Scripture Collection Pavilion to check the sect's secret book.
As the practice of Taibai Lung Gold Sword Qi deepened, Yang Dian's appearance gradually began to change, his skin became paler and his hair became harder.
This made Xu Xuan couldn't help but worry. Is the pollution in this world really that strong?
In this case, can the seeds still be used?
Yang Dian reads the fundamental skills of the sect.
Xu Xuan obtained a copy of the Yaksha Ghost Body Mind Technique, which can be used to cultivate up to the peak of Daoji. The remaining Yang Dian is not qualified to view it.
"We have to find an opportunity to study the purification method, otherwise the seed recovery will not be usable."
In the bronze hall, there are countless manuscripts on the table next to it, most of which are about research on legal types.
There was also a storage bag containing sunflowers, magic wolves, magic monkeys, tear bamboos and other materials. He found that this stuff was quite popular with everyone in the Demon Sect in the Mirror Realm.
After all, such weird things also need to be cultivated, and the world is full of them, which is equivalent to a relatively cheap material.
"In this way, we can use this difference to bring the monsters from this world to the mirror world, and then import the essence from the mirror world. The cultivation speed will be faster, and the artificial spiritual veins can be maintained."
Finally found a way to make money.
Soon, he got the materials and Taibai Feijin Sword Qi and other original techniques, but he didn't get the seeds. After all, they were not in the same world, so it was a bit difficult to recycle them. After all, the scope of the mirror's influence was only a few miles around.
And they may not be able to practice normally.
After coming back to his senses, Xu Xuan continued to devote himself to the project of studying the exercises.
Practice and study at the same time.
Living in the deep mountains and old forests, guarding a spiritual vein alone, it is leisurely and comfortable.
He wouldn't dare fly around in this world.
The perspective gradually moves upward, and the outline of the entire continent emerges.
All living beings are in various forms, separated by life and death.
People are fighting every minute, and people are dying every moment.
Mortal souls seem to be shrouded in a big net, enclosed in one place for the enjoyment of different forces. Some people are still living ordinary lives, but the disaster has not yet struck.
On the southeastern coast, a huge mountain is suspended in the void, with streaks of light coming in and out, giving it a fairy-like atmosphere.
This is Yujing Mountain, the largest sect in the southeast.
The land with a radius of three thousand miles of the giant mountain is the core of Yujing Mountain.
Yujing Mountain is famous for eating rosy clouds and drinking dew. If you look closely, you will find that there are formations in the cities under the mountain. This formation can absorb the essence, and the Taoist priests of Yujing Mountain practice this.
The common people went to the temple three times a month to worship and contribute their energy. The monks would also receive part of their income from cultivation by their superiors.
Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps.
Even so, many people are flocking to Yujing Mountain.
Because even though this sect is like this, once it gets ahead, it will enjoy endless glory and wealth.
Ordinary people have no complaints. After all, when overseas demons invade, they rely on a sect in Yujing Mountain to withstand it.
The top of Yujing Mountain, known as the God Emperor Peak, is where Zhongyuan Zijun, the leader of Yujing Mountain, lives.
Zhongyuan Zijun is one of the few Yuanyings in the world, but he has not shown his face for more than a hundred years.
At this time, a Taoist man was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff on top of the Divine Emperor.
Zhongyuan Zijun is also known as the Jade Faced Taoist by his colleagues. Today, when I saw it, it was indeed a jade face, a real jade face. His whole body seemed to have turned into jade, and his stiff and snow-white skin looked like a jade statue.
A dragon-headed man stood behind him.
"Zhongyuan, you are about to die." The dragon-headed man's voice was hoarse.
"Haha, I can't die." Zhongyuan Zijun's voice was hoarse. "It's still the old rules. Let's open our mouths appropriately. Your East Sea Monster Tribe invades from the designated place. The casualties should not be too large, not more than five million people."
"Okay, here are the materials you need." The dragon head man took out a storage bag.
The so-called incompatibility between humans and monsters is at best a friction among the people, and the upper-level people are basically on the same page.
For the demon clan, humans themselves are excellent food, and humans are also greedy for the resources of the vast sea.
The two hit it off immediately, and every once in a while they staged a double act of invasion and counterattack.
Is the difference between humans and monsters really that big?
…
In the center of the mountains, there are also mountain people who are dissatisfied with the king's rule. Most of these mountain people go up the mountains because they are afraid of the harsh government at the bottom of the mountains. They usually hide in the mountains and forests and make a living by hunting and gathering wild fruits.
As soon as there are more people, it becomes a village.
This place is not far from Xu Xuan's retreat.
There is a temple in the village, known as the Temple of the Tiger King.
Roar! !
In the Tiger King Temple, a tiger roar resounded across the sky.
I saw an old man lying on the altar of the temple. The old man's body was covered with tiger hair, his limbs grew sharp claws, and his figure gradually grew larger.
"Master!!!"
A young man shouted while holding a baby, followed by two teenagers.
"Run quickly, I've become a demon! Call me over!!"
The old man at the altar suppressed his desire to kill and said with his last bit of reason.
Whoosh! !
A figure flew in.
This is a bearded man nine feet tall.
"Boy, you came just in time, kill me!! Roar!!"
"Okay!" Fu Jian had no expression on his face, drew out his long knife, and slowly approached.
He didn't hesitate at all, because he knew that this was the fate of their sect, and that he would become a demon in the future, or that this was the fate of all immortal cultivators.
As the level of cultivation deepens, monks tend to be more or less demon-tainted, ranging from being cold and ruthless to dark and cruel, to severe changes in temperament and disowning all relatives.
Jie Jie! !
Dark laughter came from the void.
"No, devil!!"
Fu Jian's expression changed drastically, and when he looked up, he saw that his senior brother had already transformed into a tiger, his eyes were red, and he was spreading towards him.
boom!
The tiger directly knocked the talisman sword away.
Then he rushed to the outside world and started killing everyone.
Fu Jian held the magic sword and released the water and fire magic, but it still had no effect on the tiger.
One man and one tiger were fighting. Fortunately, the tiger was huge and not very sensitive, so Fu Jian had a chance to move.
But this is a hardship for the people in the village. If the tiger has no strength, it will just grab someone and eat it to replenish its strength, and their souls will turn into ghosts.
For a time, the cottage was filled with gloomy winds.
Fu Jian was sweating profusely.
Once completely demonized, there is no turning back.
Senior brother is hopeless and cannot be killed.
"Walk!!"
Seeing that he could not kill the tiger, Fu Jian had no choice but to protect his disciples and leave.
Roar! !
At this time, Black Tiger came with Yin Feng, and Yin Hun blocked their way.
It’s over!
Everyone was devastated, thinking that this time it was over.
Whoosh!
At this time, golden light pierced the sky.
Accompanied by pure gold feathers, hundreds of pure gold feathers pierced the clouds, shot all the ghosts, penetrated the tiger's limbs, and nailed it to the ground.
A man came down from the clouds.
White clothes and white robes, immortal appearance and jade bones.
At a glance, it seems that he is not from this world.
It’s daunting.
Two ghosts and gods appeared next to Xu Xuan, and the ghosts and gods trapped the tiger with iron chains.
Fu Jian was also smart and immediately led everyone to kneel down: "Thank you, senior, for your help!"
"No gift."
Xu Xuan looked at the tiger with interest. It was obviously a human being, and there were some invisible black faces around him. These faces were vaguely filled with demonic thoughts.
This person is obviously more deeply polluted by this world. Other monks have more or less symptoms, but this person is obviously more deeply polluted.
Fu Jian was about to step forward and kill the tiger, but Xu Xuan reached out to stop him.
"There's still hope." It's time to try out your own purification method.
"Senior, can he really save senior brother?" Fu Jian was stunned.
From ancient times to the present, no one has successfully cured Demon Ran, not even the powerful ones who stand at the top of this world.
Everyone is ups and downs in this big dye vat, and everyone must accept the mercy of fate.
If there really is such a person, he is the savior of this world and a beacon for the world.
(The remaining chapter will be published at nine o'clock)