Chapter 284 Spiritual Veins
Beijiang Domain, domain master's dojo.
Black clouds covered a villa with black tiles and white walls, and wisps of terrifying gloom emanated from it.
This is the Corpse Manor, where Lu Qian originally practiced, and now it has become Xu Wan's dojo.
In the villa, Xu Xuan was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back. Eighteen silver coffins were shining, frantically absorbing the Yin energy from the outside world.
Xu Wan followed her ancestor step by step, like a child offering a treasure.
"Ancestor, look, I have successfully controlled the silver-armored corpse!" After saying that, he fired a magic spell, and the red light penetrated into the coffin, making a rattling sound inside the coffin.
"It's not bad. Try to practice more and become a golden-armored corpse. Then you will be stronger."
The combat power of the golden-armored corpse is equivalent to that of the Dharma. As long as there is a golden-armored corpse, its status in the sect is equivalent to the golden elixir.
Xu Wan nodded and said, "Well, there must be a golden-armored corpse!"
"Pay more attention at ordinary times. Zombies absorb the filth of the world and can easily turn back on their masters."
"I understand, by the way, does the ancestor need to meet anyone else?" Xu Wan asked.
Most of the people here in Beijiang are from the Xu family and another earth, almost all of them are elites.
But think about it, even if you are not an elite, you cannot travel through time. The monks who come here are at least practicing Qi.
Over the years, hundreds of Qi-training monks have been imported, which is enough to show that the cultivation level of the people in that world is not that bad.
"No need, let me take a look."
Xu Xuan came outside the villa.
The main reason why this place can become a dojo is that there is a Yin Gathering Point. The fact that this point can be generated means that the spiritual energy in this place is relatively strong.
In the future, it will be easier to purify when passing through the cracks and swallowing spiritual energy.
"That's it." Xu Xuan thought to himself.
The reason why I chose this place was partly because it was a suitable place, and partly because of selfishness.
He wants to support the core among the core, and the Xu family is undoubtedly the most important core. After years of testing, it has been proved that they will not be easily corrupted, so it is appropriate to add a few seats to them at the upper level to help the stability of the Taoist sect.
After that, Xu Xuan settled here.
The world in the mirror, the Kingdom of the Feathered God.
The layout here is exactly the same as that of the Gouchen Dynasty, with the same roads and markets, the same strict registration, everyone is strictly divided into classes, and there are rules for the roads to be taken, the clothes to be worn, and weddings and funerals.
Anyone who breaks the rules here will be punished, ranging from imprisonment and exile to death by a thousand cuts.
Yuren City.
The city wall is thirty feet high and is completely white. The wall is covered with white jade and densely packed with animal patterns and demonic figures are carved on it, proving that the city wall is equipped with formations.
In the palace, all the civil and military officials kowtowed together, shouting for generations.
On the dragon's throne is an extremely beautiful feathered figure.
With white hair and white robes, skin like the white clouds in the sky, eyes like stars outside the realm, and three Dharma eyes between the eyebrows, it seems that he can see through everything in the world. The pair of snow-white wings on his back take his appearance to a new level.
"My emperor's merits are immeasurable, the sun and the moon shine together!"
"Plain body." Hulot waved his hand.
Looking at this prosperous scene, Yu Luo sighed deeply in his heart. When had he been so glorious, he could also be hunted down by the Red Immortal Sect and other sects.
In the end, he escaped smoothly and started a new business, turning the Feathered Divine Kingdom into a Nascent Soul power with a vast territory and hundreds of millions of people.
All this stems from the fairy in the mirror's extraordinary tricks. Ever since he picked up the mirror, his life has changed so much. No wonder so many people around the world are looking for the whereabouts of the fairy in the mirror.
"Prime Minister Wen, can you collect all the materials for Yanxia Pill?" Yanxia Pill is the main material for Xu Xuan's cultivation, and this cannot be ignored easily.
"Your Majesty, all the ministers have been collected." A Taoist with a tiger head bowed and said.
Hu Luo thought for a while and then asked again: "How many spiritual stones are there in the treasury?... They can be easily used."
"There is no such thing in the treasury." Prime Minister Wen said with a wry smile.
After years of expansion, the Yuren Divine Kingdom has become more and more powerful, replaced by a treasury that has shrunk over the years. The treasury is now seriously empty.
"How many spiritual stones can be squeezed out?" Yu Luo still did not give up asking. After all, this was a task personally assigned by the Immortal in the Mirror.
"Three hundred million low-grade spiritual stones, no more."
Three hundred million low-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
This number is already very high, enough to strain the general sect.
Spirit stones are not the currency of traditional human forces. The Feathered God Kingdom has its own currency, and spirit stones are high-end coins that are superior to these currencies.
These 300 million low-grade spiritual stones are enough to build a medium-to-large artificial spiritual vein, which can last for thousands of years without any problems.
"Three hundred million is fine, all of it can be replaced with high-grade spiritual stones. Hand it in next month."
Yu Luo's words made the prime minister look bitter. Forgetting three hundred million low-grade spiritual stones, he actually had to replace them with high-grade spiritual stones.
Don't look at it as just a difference between high-grade and low-grade. In fact, the veins that can mine 300 million low-grade spiritual stones may not necessarily have 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
Since the emperor spoke, the prime minister pinched his nose and acknowledged it.
"As you command, Your Majesty."
"Okay, let's go."
At the end of the court meeting, Hulot took out a mirror, which reflected his appearance.
In the past, he had a black and dark image, and he looked like a big devil at first glance. Now he looks so good that outsiders can't help but give him a thumbs up and say that he is a true immortal.
All this still stems from this hidden secret.
The effect of this object is to turn people into light, become the incarnation of the Kingdom of God, and become without a body.
Maybe it was because the original demonic body was too strong, but when the two offset each other, it became like this, without the previous demonic aura.
Placing the mirror on the table, the emperor half-knelt down, his knees making a low thumping sound.
Yu Luolang said: "This junior wants to see the fairy in the mirror!"
Facing the mysterious and boundless Immortal in the Mirror, being a Nascent Soul is nothing, and calling yourself a junior is normal.
After a while, the mirror lit up with a faint light, and lines of text appeared.
The Immortal in the Mirror in the late Jindan stage spoke.
"Master Immortal in the Mirror, I have prepared 300 million low-grade spiritual stones for you."
"It's not enough. Add another 200 million. I just want the results." The fairy in the mirror was very cold.
Hulot gritted his teeth and said: "I obey!"
The next day, Hulot held another court meeting and gave the order forcefully.
If there is no one inside, we can only look for it from the outside. Hulot gave an order and the army was dispatched to fight in all directions.
The war actions of the Feathered Kingdom are just a small wave to the vast mirror world.
Heaven, human, and underworld.
The three realms are peaceful, and no one knows that a crisis is brewing.
This is a catastrophe sweeping through the three realms.
Weird world.
In the antique practice room, Xu Xuan was wearing a loose Taoist robe and sitting cross-legged on a futon. There was an elegant sandalwood fragrance lingering in the room. The thick woody fragrance made people feel peaceful.
The bronze mirror was placed in front of the table, and then the light flashed.
Wow!
A cloth bag appeared in front of the mirror, which was the first batch of spiritual stones.
Xu Xuan opened it and saw that there were about tens of millions of them; 500 million spirit stones were too many and they wouldn't be able to get them together for a while, so they had to divide them into batches.
"about there."
Xu Xuan put away the mirror and storage bag and opened the door. Dark green clouds were thick and dark, and he could not see his fingers below.
There are coffins placed in the open space in the villa. The coffins are suspended in the void and absorb the essence of the sun and moon. The eerie scene looks very strange.
Xu Xuan walked out of the room carrying the bag.
"Build a small spiritual vein here first, and then add a crack."
Starting from Beijiang, the fifteen Taoist domains will gradually have dojos. In the future, there will be more and more orthodox monks, and the speed of spiritual energy purification will also accelerate. Xu Xuan is very confident about this.