According to legend, Zijinxiao is a sacred bamboo in the purple bamboo forest in the South China Sea. No one knows what it looks like.

Even for the portrait of Han Xiangzi among the Eight Immortals, the ink on the immortal artifact is only a simple bamboo knot.

This superficial outline alone cannot lead to the real Zijin Xiao.

Mu Zixiao began to beat the rhythm in her hands, thinking about the tune of "Tianhua Yin" in her mind. This is a piece of music composed by Han Xiangzi, and it has a deep connection. Sure enough, the formation slowly lit up, and the spiritual energy in her spiritual palace was instantly

suck away.

Muzixiao realized that he had overestimated his spiritual power and that it was still not enough.

Open the storage bag and stuff the magic pills into your mouth one after another for free.

If the Spirit Gathering Pill is not enough, the newly obtained spirit stones will be used to make up the number to supply the spiritual power required for the formation.

Master Rongyin gave Muzixiao five thousand middle-grade spiritual stones, which was really a large amount of money. However, once the formation came out, plus Muzixiao's own spiritual power in the early stage of foundation building, plus two bottles of spirit gathering

Dan, coupled with three thousand middle-grade spiritual stones, this formation can stop the absorption of spiritual power.

An ordinary purple bamboo Xiao appeared in front of the formation.

The simple and unpretentious look even made Muzixiao wonder if this was the legendary Zijin Xiao.

Muzixiao lowered her head and counted the spiritual power used to summon Zizhuxiao. She had expended enough spiritual power that should only be found in the foundation-building Dzogchen realm.

She gently picked up the purple bamboo flute and stroked its lines. Now the spiritual power of Mu Wei's body could not support her to play. Fortunately, this purple bamboo flute was summoned by her, and it has the most profound connection with her. How much spiritual power is needed?

She could sense how long this summoning could last.

Because Zizhuxiao is the sacred bamboo of the South Sea and has a close relationship with the wood spirit root, it can stay for seven days when summoned. Muzixiao solemnly put it into the storage bag, and wanted to go to the agricultural base to take a look today.

It just so happened that she had returned to her own body, which still had the earth spirit roots from the early stage of foundation building, so she could try the effect of the purple bamboo flute on Xianzhi soybeans.

Mu Zixiao was in a good mood after thinking about this. Using Mu Wei's body, he ran to Tianshu Hall to prepare to tell the master the good news.

When she walked outside Tianshu Hall, she realized that she was blocked by the master's restraint. Her heart moved. Her original body was in the hall, and she went in after changing her soul.

Thinking about it, I switched bodies with Wei Ke again and returned to my own body.

Although there is no serious problem if the phaseless bone goes in, it is not a human body after all. Her living soul feels a little cold after staying there for a long time. When she returns to her body, a warm current pours into her whole body, and she feels refreshed. Every part of her body feels refreshed.

The realm of spiritual roots is different, but the spiritual power is very abundant, and the ears and eyes are clearer.

Mu Zixiao looked around and found that the master was not in the hall, but there seemed to be human voices coming from the wing at the back of the hall.

No, senior brother Tang Yan has been prevaricated by the master. This is the memory Wei Ke gave her simultaneously. Who is the queen? Do you still need to open the restriction?

Mu Zixiao walked slowly to the back of the palace, and the sounds from the wing were faintly heard.

"The upper realm has such a big plan that even I can plot it, Zi Xiao... you must protect..."

Mu Zixiao tied up his ears, but what he heard was only intermittently. He held his breath and approached quickly.

"Mortal women are fragile...I can't go down to the next world..."

"I...are getting weaker and weaker...the Emperor of Heaven used his love calamity to marry me...after hundreds of lifetimes..."

Muzixiao couldn't hear clearly and felt a little anxious. This was clearly what she wanted to know most, what was the connection between the master and the upper world.

"who?"

"It's Zi Xiao."

Muzixiao breathed a sigh of relief and was discovered, "Master, it's me, can I go in?"

Master Jun paused for a moment, then said after a long time: "Come in."

Mu Zixiao pushed open the door and entered, bowed first, lowered his head and apologized, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I was just curious, and I came over just now."

"My master knows exactly what state you are in. I already knew it when you entered the palace."

Muzixiao had actually expected that the master would notice it, otherwise how could she, a small-time foundation builder, hear these big secrets.

Although I didn't listen completely.

He raised his head and found that Master was the only one in the room.

"Master?"

I saw Shi Junxi looking at the portrait in the wing. It was a portrait of a young man who was so heroic that people dared not look directly at him. He was sitting on a chair holding a spear. His face was resolute, but his eyes were a little careless.

The chair is magnificent and the painting is lifelike.

There are faint golden lines flowing in the portrait, and it is not a simple fairy artifact at first glance.

So, Master is talking to a painting?

Shi Junxi looked at her confused look and pointed to the title on the right side of the portrait, Emperor Yuanwu.
Chapter completed!