Dark clouds circling the sky, and the dim sky curtain seemed to be about to press onto the ground.

In front of the Southern Man and Yuanqing Wei Taoist Temple, a small path appeared at some point, and thousands of steps spread from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Yuan Qingwei, who was sitting in front of Tongtian Sword, reached out and took the Tongtian Sword and handed it to the Taoist boy in front of him, saying, "A Yuan, someone is coming from the mountain. You can hand this sword to the other party, and then tell him that Mo Ze will go, there is something he needs."

The Taoist boy named A Yuan stretched out his hands, bowed to take the Tongtian Sword, and turned around and went down the mountain.

Yuan Qingwei looked at A Yuan who was leaving in the breeze and couldn't help but sigh that as a genie of the earth vein, he really had an advantage in his practice. Then he looked at the end of the path, looking at a thin young man standing there.

His body was filled with a strong and strong smell of blood, and a faint blue light appeared in his eyes. Anyone who looked at him would feel like he was stared at by the dead.

This person is Lu Ping who was sent away by Yuan Qingwei on Qingcheng Mountain. Now he is the deputy leader of Jiuyoumen.

This colleague, a young man who had realized the unique skills of the three families of Buddha and Demon, had also begun to prepare for the last preparation before forming the elixir and began to refine the qi.

‘Nine Netherworlds, or Ren Qianxing, are also very heart-warming about Lu Ping!’ Looking at Lu Ping below, Yuan Qing sighed slightly. With his eyes, he could naturally see that when the other party condensed evil spirits, the evil spirit collected was not only of high quality and very thick, but also very consistent with Lu Ping’s practice. It is not easy to find it.

After thinking about it, he no longer paid attention to the other party. The rescue on Qingcheng Mountain back then had actually repaid most of the cause and effect left behind in that year. Now he has sent the Tongtian Sword into his hands, even if there are still remnants, it has no effect.

He turned to look at the Nanman Demon Ze where there was an existence called the Heavenly Emperor Treasure House.

Of course, it is actually not right to call it the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor. In Yuan Qingwei's opinion, the correct name should be the site of the Human King or the site of the Witch Sect.

This is also the secret that Yuan Qingwei discovered in recent times as the time of the birth of the Heavenly Emperor Treasure House gradually approaches.

It was an extremely huge altar, where ancient existences were worshipped, either the place where the human kings sacrificed in ancient times, or the main altar of the witch sect, and it was also an important core for protecting the ancientization of the Southern Barbarians' generation.

After A Yuan came back, he explained a few words, took one step and came to the depths of the Southern Barbarians.

This is no longer a place that ordinary people can contact. There are towering trees everywhere, with straight and tall trunks and dense branches, like a huge sealed container, allowing mist as thin as white veil to flow between the trunks.

This scene, which is like a fairyland, is essentially a poisonous fog that devours countless creatures.

Yuan Qingwei reached out and pinched a wisp of mist and found that the poisonous fog contained some ancient aura, which was like his temple and did not match the current practice system. No wonder the Five Immortal Sect did not take root here.

With a long sleeve, the magical power of the golden wisp clothes emerged, and a light golden light banner enveloped the whole body, resisting the poisonous fog gathered around.

Yuan Qingwei took out the Sancai Observation Mirror and looked around, looking for the nodes to find the breath.

When laying out the barriers, Yuan Qingwei already had a good understanding of this ancient aura that was different from the current environment and closer to the ancient times.

This kind of witchcraft system may be very unfamiliar to those who practice today, but it is not a difficult problem to solve for Yuan Qingwei, which has several witchcraft systems as references.

After exploring the nodes, it is naturally easy to find the entrance.

It was an extremely huge ancient tree, with a trunk wrapped in rough bark, rushing straight into the sky like a pillar of heaven and sank into the void.

Ancient trees seem to exist, but in essence they are between reality and reality. The trunk itself is actually a phantom composed of countless seal scripts.

When he came to the ancient tree, Yuan Qingwei saw that a tree root in front of him was several meters in diameter, which was a huge tree.

And, very interestingly, although the ancient tree itself seems to be illusory, it is a real existence that wraps around the trunks and roots of the tree, like vines.

The roots of these plants are interlaced and entangled around the bark of ancient trees. They penetrate deep into the seal script. The leaves they produce are huge, but they bloom at the top of the branches and leaves, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, exuding a faint fragrance.

He stepped forward to pick a red bud, and felt the faint hot breath in it, and a very thin fire-attributed Tao condensed on it.

‘No wonder it is called the Treasure House of Heavenly Emperors. This is simply a simplified version or an alienated version of Jianmu!’

Yuan Qingwei looked at the giant tree in front of him, and obvious excitement appeared in his eyes. This is Jianmu!

When he traveled to so many worlds, Yuan Qingwei only saw detailed records about Jianmu in the information left by the Immortal God World. In the information he left behind, Jianmu can actually be called the wood of heaven, the treasure tree of the world, and even the wood of the Great Dao.

Its function is to carry many principles of a world, it can be used as a pillar of heaven to support a world, or as a channel to connect the two worlds. It can be regarded as the foundation of the world and even the authority of the Emperor of Heaven.

Although the Jianmu in front of me is unknown where it comes from, it should be the last legacy of the past principles of this world, or the product of mutual compromise after the collision between emerging principles and old legal principles.

Looking at Jianmu, Yuan Qingwei summoned the shadow of the Nine Sky Golden Ribbon without thinking, letting it float above his head, clear light flowing, immortal music resounded, and countless illusory Taoist principles and principles flowed out, colliding with Jianmu's phantom, making the originally illusory tree trunk completely a decoration, unable to stop Yuan Qingwei from entering.

After entering the interior of Jianmu, Yuan Qingwei clearly saw the existence of the old altar.

Above the altar, there is a small pool of water. A large amount of transparent liquid is filled with. A small transparent stone is suspended above the liquid. The stone is almost like a seed, but it is jade-like, crystal clear, emitting soft light, constantly emitting all around, reflecting the surroundings.

Yuan Qing bounced his fingers slightly, and a stream of light fell down the light emitted by the stones, which suddenly sparked a wave of light, and seal scripts appeared on the surface of the stones.

For a moment, infinite glory appeared inside the entire Jianmu, and at the same time, the words "Daoyu Jade" appeared in the air.

This is the product that originated from the collision between the ancient Taoist law and the foreign Taoist law. It can be called the general outline of the great way in this world. Yuan Qingwei greedily recorded the above content and turned to look at the stone in the center of the altar.

If he guessed correctly, this seed should be the seed of Jianmu.
Chapter completed!