Buzhou Mountain

Tianzhu Peak.

As the main peak of Buzhou sacred mountain, when you look up from a distance of 100,000 miles away, the Tianzhu Peak is like a giant pillar that reaches the sky, smooth and round, reaching the blue sky from the Nine Nethers.

But if you get closer, Tianzhu Peak will look like a towering cliff, with no end at a glance.

When I got closer, only the blue and black rocks were left in front of me.

There is nothing else besides this.

This morning.

A golden light fell from the sky into the hillside of Tianzhu Peak, and appeared on a cliff, describing old, with white hair and hair, and wearing a blue Taoist robe.

This person is the Taoist He Luo who guards the Tianming Palace.

Soon, two golden lights fell down, and two figures appeared, and they were all the same as Taoist He Luo, like twin brothers.

After a moment, the golden light appeared again.

This time, seven golden lights came from different directions and finally fell in front of Taoist He Luo at the same time.

The golden light dissipated, revealing seven identical figures, all of which were the same as Taoist He Luo.

Taoist He Luo bowed and muttered, saying, "Thank you, fellow Taoists, I have already found out the traces of Taoist Changqing, let's come back first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the nine "He Luo Taoist" beside him bowed to him together, and then turned into phantoms and merged into his body.

Taoist He Luo closed his eyes and pondered for a while, suddenly jumped into a golden light and headed straight to the southwest of Tianzhu Peak.

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Southern Foothills of Buzhou Mountain

Yuyang Peak

Liu Bai sat cross-legged in a place where clouds and mist were shrouded in, facing the rising sun, and began to check in.

"Ding, Buzhou Mountain successfully signs in, and rewards three thousand years of mana."

"Ding, the sign-in in Buzhou Mountain Yuyang Peak will be rewarded with a top-quality magic weapon Yuyang bracelet."

Liu Bai chose to receive it in his consciousness, and the majestic energy of heaven and earth melted into pure magic power and merged into the willow tree body thousands of miles away, just like a drop of raindrops falling into the ocean.

However, a crystal clear bracelet appeared in his Taichu Daoti hand out of thin air.

This is the best Yang jade warmed from the earth veins of Yuyang Peak. It is tempered by system and refined into a magic weapon. Although it has not been included in the ranks of spiritual treasures, it is also a rare treasure.

After Liu Bai was familiar with the method of blocking the secrets of heaven, he had been wandering in Buzhou Mountain for more than a hundred days. He looked for places with real names every day to check in and sign in.

After more than a hundred days, he has gained a lot from the magic weapon alone.

Such as the Cold Treasure Cauldron, the Michen Banner, the Lost God House, etc., they are all top-quality magic weapons, each with their own magical powers and mysteries.

Anyone who falls into the hands of an ordinary monk can attract a large group of people to spy on it.

Liu Bai stuffed all these magic weapons into the Xuanyu Gourd, wanting to see if the Xuanyu Gourd can help them get into the ranks of spiritual treasures.

These days, he is also familiar with the way of magic weapons.

In the prehistoric world, there are countless treasures of heaven and earth.

A grass picked by the roadside may be a fairy medicine that has only grown inch after tens of thousands of years.

A stone picked up at will on the top of the peak may be a divine stone that can knock down the golden immortal soul with a little sacrifice.

Whenever this happened, Liu Bai would always sigh that the nameless valley where he was rooted seemed particularly barren, and he didn't know if the spiritual power of the nearby earth veins was absorbed by the willow tree.

However, although there are countless strange treasures in the prehistoric world, in addition to innate spiritual treasures like the Xuanyu Gourd, there are more acquired magic weapons made by monks collecting heavenly and earth treasures.

To be precise, what was refined at the beginning could only be considered a magic weapon.

Magical instruments are also divided into four grades. High-quality magical instruments are not much worse than magical weapons, but they cannot do as they wish, nor can they store them in the soul as they wish.

Magic weapons are the prototype of magic weapons. Then they go through countless years and slowly nourish and refine them with their souls, magic power, essence, etc., so that they can produce spirituality and slowly grow into magic weapons.

This is an extremely long thing and may not be successful.

Many monks only sacrificed one magic weapon in their lifetime and practiced their lives.

In order to cultivate the spirituality of magic weapons, I even feed my own blood from my heart.

There are also monks who simply do not raise magic weapons and only cultivate magical powers and physical bodies.

However, most monks are still willing to spend hard work to nourish magic weapons.

After all, any magic weapon has mysterious magical powers, and it is also a magical tool for the exchange of life and life. It is like a sharp weapon for the finger of the arm, and can also be used as an incarnation outside the body and a place where the soul is placed. It can be said to be of infinite magical use.

In the prehistoric world, magic weapons are divided into four levels according to the degree of spiritual power contained.

Lowest, medium, top-quality, top-quality!

Once the top-grade magic weapon breaks through that shackle and integrates a wisp of Taoist rhyme, the magic weapon will be promoted to the acquired spiritual treasure.

The magical powers of acquired spiritual treasures are not weaker than those of innate spiritual treasures. However, one is born with Taoist rhyme, while the acquired spiritual treasures come step by step.

Today, when almost all the innate spiritual treasures were divided up by top powerful people, it is something that every ordinary monk dreams of being able to warm up a acquired spiritual treasure!

Unfortunately, the threshold for the magic weapon to be promoted to spiritual treasure is too high. Even the Daluo Jinxian needs tens of thousands of years of warming to integrate that touch of Taoist rhyme.

Many monks have been sacrificing magic weapons for tens of thousands of years, but they can only refine magic weapons to the top grade. Even the best grades are nowhere to be achieved, let alone being promoted to spiritual treasures.

But now, the Xuanyu gourd in Liu Bai's hand only needs to be warmed for a period of time before directly upgrading the magic weapon to a higher level.

Like the bloodthirsty needles, feather giant swords, etc. that he put into the Xuanyu gourd before, they have now been upgraded to the best magic weapon after being warmed by Xuanyu forty-nine days.

If those monks who have worked hard to nourish magic weapons for tens of thousands of years but cannot make progress know, they will probably be so depressed that they vomit blood.

However, Liu Bai will naturally not show this kind of treasure to others easily.

Now his methods are much more than before. He usually fights against enemies, let alone the Xuanyu Gourd, and even the Immortal-killing Gourd is not necessary to sacrifice.

"Yuyang Peak has been checking in for several days, and I guess this authentic rhyme has been almost done."

Liu Bai looked at a river like a jade belt hundreds of miles away, feeling the real name that appeared in his heart, and said to himself: "Let's go to the shore of the Hengshui next stop."

He was about to set off when he suddenly felt a sense of emotion and turned his head to look towards Tianzhu Peak.

I saw a golden light passing by quickly in the clouds and mist, and in the blink of an eye, approaching.

The golden light fell in front of Liu Bai, and the figure of Taoist He Luo appeared.

"You are the Taoist Changqing, right? It's easy to find me... Hey, your magic power fluctuations are only at the realm of the Golden Immortal?"

Taoist He Luo looked at Liu Bai in surprise, and a strange red flashed in his eyes, murmured: "The three flowers on the top have not gathered, and the Daluo realm has not reached the Daluo realm; nor has the five gods in his chest condensed, and they have not reached the Taiyi realm... There is only a mere Golden Immortal realm, how did you kill my five junior brothers that day?"

Liu Bai sensed that the other party was using some magical power to explore him, but he was unmoved.

Under the cover of Guiyuanxiong's magic technique, the other party only saw him showing it out on his own initiative.

As for the three flowers on the top and the five gods in the chest, Liu Bai did not condense.

It's not that it can't work, but he's still hesitating.

He didn't want to practice gradually according to the methods on the Daoxuan Sutra, he wanted to take his own path.
Chapter completed!