Starting from the outermost fur, Zhen Yuanzi began to constantly understand the natural formation here layer by layer.

Ten years have passed in a flash...

Zhen Yuanzi's progress in comprehending the formation only reached the outermost layer of fur. If he wanted to fully comprehend the formation, it would probably take thousands of years.

After feeling the slow entry, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but complain: "Why are you entering so slowly?"

You know, this is just a formation, so he can understand and control it so slowly. If he encounters a few more formations, wouldn’t it take to spend the Zixiao Palace preaching?

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head slightly, just as he was about to give up.

Suddenly, Buzhou Mountain trembled, and the formation restriction in front of him seemed to be directly peeled off by this tremor, and it was displayed in front of him in a minute.

Zhen Yuanzi was happy and hurriedly continued to comprehend. Now his speed of comprehending the formation has increased sharply, saving a hundred times more time than before.

Then, he simply slowly integrated his soul into the formation.

Originally, this was a very dangerous behavior, but Zhen Yuanzi was not afraid at all. As he expected, this natural formation did not repel any of it.

Half a month passed in a flash. From the beginning of realizing the formation, Zhen Yuanzi finally began to refine this formation.

The natural formation here is called Zhongmiao Xuankong Array.

After the formation is fully opened, it can cover a range of millions of miles. Everything in the formation becomes false, damages the spiritual consciousness, eliminates magic power, and invisibly kills the cultivators in the formation.

"Good luck! Good luck..." Zhen Yuanzi was overjoyed and laughed.

He was worried that although he had unparalleled defence, he was a little stretched in the enemy, and he encountered these Miao Xuankong formations.

But if he refined the Miaoxuan Kong arrays and condensed them into a formation plate in his palm.

Jie Shi raised his hand and summoned him. The formation instantly covered a radius of millions of miles, and all the monks in the formation were to be slaughtered.

When he thought of the future scene, Zhen Yuanzi's heart became excited again.

After more than half a month, a mysterious light flashed on Mount Buzhou, and the wonderful Xuankong arrays instantly turned into a disc and flew into Zhen Yuanzi's hands. Zhen Yuanzi lowered his head and smiled, and put it in his body with satisfaction.

Now that the formation has been refined, there is no obstacle between his spiritual sense and scanning.

Suddenly, Zhen Yuanzi was stunned and stared at a place. In his eyes, there was a fairy tree with nine flowers on it.

The shape is like a lotus, with the words "Huangzhong" engraved in it.

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked, and then he realized that the fairy tree in front of him was actually one of the five Hongmeng innate spiritual roots that were as famous as his ginseng fruit tree, Huang Zhongli.

According to legend, this tree blooms in ten thousand years and bears fruit every ten thousand years. It will only mature after ten thousand years. There are only nine fruits in thirty thousand years.

Now, it should have just been growing for thousands of years.

In another twenty thousand years, this tree will be regarded as ripe fruit. Unexpectedly, I just refined the formation and encountered such a good treasure.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled.

Huang Zhongli stood proudly on a huge fairy stone just a hundred feet away from him.

I immediately put away Huang Zhongli with the magical power of the universe in my sleeves, and carefully crushed some spiritual treasures with a low level to take their essence and nourish them.

After he returns to Wuzhuang Temple in the future, he can plant it.

After putting away Huang Zhongli, Zhen Yuanzi's face became even more happy. He had come to Buzhou Mountain to look for treasure, but he never expected that he had just arrived at the hillside and encountered such a treasure, which was a bit beyond his expectations.

Immediately, Zhen Yuanzi walked towards the top of the mountain again, wanting to see if he could meet any good treasures.

But the higher you go, the greater the suppression of the spiritual consciousness by Buzhou Mountain.

However, even so, Zhen Yuanzi still harvested many low-grade spiritual roots and medium-grade magic weapons while climbing the mountain, and it was much higher than the spiritual treasures he had harvested during his travels.

Finally, Zhen Yuanzi stepped onto the top of the mountain, and Pangu's pressure here was stronger than the rest.

Zhen Yuanzi barely explored his spiritual consciousness, but in the void three feet in front of him, he felt an inexplicable fluctuation, which was very familiar to him.

It seems to be...

"Chongtian?"

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but find out his spiritual sense, wanting to explore what kind of treasures exist in this cave.

But when his spiritual sense first came into contact, it was completely bounced away.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly, and couldn't help but wonder, and then walked towards the ripples without thinking.

Now he has infinite luck. As long as he is not too desperate, it is unlikely that anyone can kill him, and with his luck, he can always get rid of danger.

Zhen Yuanzi walked into it, and after penetrating the mysterious ripples, he saw an extremely narrow cave at a glance.

In the cave, there was some endless mist everywhere, and there was a faint purple feeling.

This made Zhen Yuanzi feel a little curious. He immediately raised his hand to shoot out a magic power, and a shallow purple aura emerged from the thick fog.

After taking it in his hand and looking at it carefully, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but look shocked.

He exclaimed: "It's actually innate purple qi. How could there be innate purple qi here?"

The innate purple qi is a treasure that existed before the prehistoric world was opened up.

Moreover, as far as he knows, this innate purple qi has some relationship with the opportunity to become a saint in the future, and is the key to becoming a saint in the prehistoric world.

In his memory of his previous life, it is said that Hongjun gave each of them a ray of innate purple energy, which could be cultivated into the level of a saint.

He looked at the purple meaning contained in the thick fog in the field, if he extracted it all.

Then this number can cultivate at least ten saints!

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help swallowing, and then began to refine the thick fog and extract the innate purple qi here.

As the thick fog became thinner, the innate purple aura in his hands became more and more intense.

Zhen Yuanzi's joy was even stronger.

I don’t know how long it took, but all the thick fog here had been refined by him, and the innate purple aura in his hand had gathered into a spherical shape.

It was the size of a head, which made his joy even stronger.

Zhen Yuanzi let out a long sigh, then put away all the innate purple auras. When his opportunity comes in the future, he can use this to successfully break through the level of the saint.

After he put away the purple air, he was watching the scene and found that a fragment of a jade plate was quietly floating on the high platform in the scene.

It was the size of a leaf, surrounded by mysterious Taoist rules, which seemed to be familiar.

Zhen Yuanzi stepped forward, raised his hand and touched it lightly, and saw an extremely mysterious law pouring into his body, making him widen his eyes in an instant.
Chapter completed!