Chapter 285 Each has his own chance!

Chapter 285 Each has his own chance!

"This place is great!"

"Suitable for cultivation!"

Chu Xun also found a place where the Confucian Emperor once cultivated. He was a little confused just by approaching this area. Under the ancient tree in front of him was a stone table and several stone chairs. It was the place where the Confucian Emperor rested and drank tea in his spare time, or met with old friends and talked about the Dao.

As he approached, this area began to become hazy and blurred. This was a disorder of time. It was also the first time in a long time that someone came here, disrupting the disorder of this place and making the scene in front of him disordered. The courtyard where he was began to have a strong vitality, and the outside was no longer a dark and gloomy killing formation.

Instead, the sun was shining.

Phoenixes soared.

Real dragons soared into the sky.

Everything was thriving.

In the small courtyard.

It was full of the atmosphere of a fairy courtyard.

A man in a Confucian robe also appeared under the ancient tree. He was dressed in white and smiling. His face was full of the texture of a Confucian scholar, giving people a very close feeling. His eyes were still so peaceful, but he looked as if he had seen through eternity. He looked at Chu Xun with a faint smile and said, "You are here!"

This is really an illusion.

It was as if the Confucian Emperor was personally welcoming Chu Xun.

"Sit down!"

The Confucian Emperor said gently.

Chu Xun looked around, and everything around him became blurred. Jian Qingzhu, Wang Ye, Li Sheng, and the Palace Master of the Desolate Heaven Palace had disappeared long ago. There were only him and the Confucian Emperor here. He also realized something and felt calm in his heart. Looking at this elegant emperor, he sighed. Who would have thought that he was afraid of death after so many years.

I want to look forward to infinite longevity, so I condensed the forbidden area, sealed myself in the dust, and tried to revive one day, but I was ultimately defeated by time and became a part of it. He sighed and didn't know how to describe his achievements. He became a forbidden area, and now it just isolated everyone from entering.

But if he had evil thoughts and succeeded in self-proclaiming, then when he woke up after a long time, his blood and qi would be dried up and he would have to devour the essence and blood of thousands of lives. At that time, countless millions of people would die in his hands. This made him feel complicated. A Confucian emperor who read the books of sages and did the deeds of sages eventually followed in his footsteps.

"Fortunately!"

Chu Xun sighed in his heart.

He didn't know why the Confucian emperor died in the end, whether it was because he gave up or because of other reasons, but he knew that if the Confucian emperor really succeeded, they would not have come here.

After sitting down.

The Confucian Emperor had a gentle temperament, as if he was treating a peer, and asked: "What is your specialty?"

"Formation!"

"Formation?"

The Confucian Emperor was slightly surprised, but he also said: "I will also touch on this a little bit, let's exchange some ideas?"

"Okay!"

The two sat and discussed. Chu Xun had not yet digested the content of the formation inherited by the sloppy old man. Now there was another emperor sitting and discussing, so he naturally did not want to give up this opportunity. At the same time, his attainments in formation were constantly increasing, soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only him.

Jian Qingzhu stared at the inscription and fell into fascination, completely ignoring that he was in a forbidden area. His eyes were sometimes clear, sometimes confused, sometimes dazed, and sometimes dreamy. The Confucian and Taoist breeze was constantly condensing in his body. If someone watched, they could even notice that he had even reached the realm of quasi-emperor.

The young Taoist Wang Ye also quietly closed his eyes, but whispered softly: "Confucianism can compete with my Taoism, and it is still of some standard. Today, I am also making the best of my strengths and making up for my weaknesses. I absorb the essence of your Confucianism not to learn, but to understand your Confucian methods so that I can compete in the future!"

Li Sheng sat there quietly, with an extremely outstanding figure and appearance. As the saint of Liuli Palace, she must first have outstanding appearance, and then have outstanding talent, such as her black hair like a waterfall, hanging down between her willow waist, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, and her body shrouded in holy brilliance.

These people all gained something, and the master of Huangtian Palace was no exception. He was also sitting cross-legged in the place he found. The bronze tripod did not dissipate, and he still had it on his head. His eyes also emitted a hazy Taoist rhyme in resonance. Several people in the group all had epiphanies and gained something, which made the courtyard quiet.

For a while.

Time passed slowly.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

A few days later.

Boom!

Deep in the forbidden area.

A slight tremor came, instantly waking up the people who were enlightened. They opened their eyes at the same time. They all stared into the depths, feeling a sense of crisis, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "The guardian of the imperial tomb?"

"Not sure!"

Jian Qingzhu also looked solemn. The deep in the forbidden area would not vibrate for no reason. There must be a reason. He looked at the Taoist rhyme lingering around the bodies of several people, and it was obvious that they had gained something. He also said: "Let's collect those big medicines first!"

"Okay!"

Several people nodded. Earlier, they were all rushing to their own opportunities and had no time to care about these big medicines. Now it was different. They quickly took all these things away.

"Pop!"

A bottle of mutton-fat white jade appeared in Jian Qingzhu's hand. He picked a big medicine and put it in the bottle, so that the big medicine would always remain at the moment of picking, and the other people also took out things.

The Lord of the Desolate Heaven Palace also had such utensils in his hands, but he thought that Chu Xun came from a barren land like the Eastern Region, so he took out a few bottles in his hand and handed them over, saying: "Use them first!"

"Okay!"

Chu Xun smiled slightly.

He did not refuse.

In terms of these tools, he was indeed lacking. He practiced or immersed himself in the Sutra Library all day long, and lacked too many things. He rarely went to the market and auction house in the practice world, so he lacked some unimportant things, but it didn't matter. He would make up for it after going out.

"What is that inscription!" The young Taoist priest also said casually.

"An imperial scripture!"

"What!"

The people who were originally picking were all stunned. They all looked up with stunned expressions on their faces, and Jian Qingzhu smiled and said, "A real imperial law."

"Hiss!"

People were numb.

Imperial law.

It's not something that can be auctioned, such as quasi-imperial law. This is often the strongest foundation of a sect, and it is not easily leaked. Even the core disciples do not have the qualifications to practice. Only a few people who are the controllers of the ancient Taoist tradition or the sons of the saints are qualified to practice this kind of imperial law and set up layers of prohibitions to prevent it from being leaked.

And now, that seemingly insignificant scripture is actually a scripture. How can they not envy it.

"You guys are not bad either!" Jian Qingzhu said with a smile.