Chapter 347 Four Years Later

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Several scenes flashed by, and Xu Junming showed a hint of shock on his face.

"How is that possible?"

He never thought that the Black Mountain Old Demon's real body would hide such an astonishing secret under the Black Mountain.

The first scene I saw was imprinted in my mind.

With his current strength, he is not qualified to touch it.

After reciting the Pure Heart Sutra silently several times, I finally calmed down the unnecessary thoughts in my mind.

Activate Lihuo to continue refining dragon teeth.

It took a full month of refining before this solid fairy dragon tooth melted into a ball of bone essence that was as bright as the scorching sun.

Normally, this bone essence would have been used by him to replenish himself. But now his physical body has reached the perfection of the Tiangang Realm. Unless he survives the heavenly tribulation and advances to the soul level, he will not be able to ascend to life.

But Xu Junming was unwilling to advance to Yuanshen before his magic power reached the twelve transformations of Yuanying.

Therefore, this bone essence can only be used for other purposes.

With a thought in his heart, Shang Situ flew from Chongshan Academy with a long banner in his arms.

Xu Junming waved his hand and injected the bone essence into the Netherworld Bone Flag.

It's as if I've taken Shiquan Dabu Pills, and the white bone flag is full of aura.

As Xu Junming flew in one hand after another, the momentum of the Netherworld Bone Flag became stronger and stronger.

For a moment, a thick white bone spiritual light shot straight into the sky.

“Boom…!”

The sound of thunder came, and the rolling thunder clouds spread for three hundred miles.

In an instant, the sky above Chongshanju became dark.

Thunder flashes and fire gathers.

The Lingbao Tribulation belonging to the Netherworld Bone Flag has begun.

With a 'click', the first shot fell.

The rolling thunder instantly enveloped the black flag. While the dazzling electric sparks jumped, it was like a handful of small hammers removing impurities from the ghostly white bone flag.

Xu Junming's handprints change like the wind.

Accurately imprint each eclipse onto the refined surface of the thunder flag.

After the thunder comes the fire.

After refining the impurities in the Netherworld Bone Flag, and with sufficient supply of bone essence, a new place appeared on the surface of the flag that could be imprinted with etched inscriptions.

In this way, forged by thunder and fire, Xu Junming was branded step by step.

Both parties cooperate in a tacit understanding.

Soon the ninth level of thunder and fire tribulation passed.

The thunderclouds in the sky dissipated, and a thick innate spiritual energy fell down.

As soon as this spiritual energy was integrated into the Netherworld Bone Flag, it instantly turned into a thick innate bone essence. The material of the Netherworld Bone Flag was rapidly improved. There were more and more places left for Xu Junming to imprint the etched text.

Gradually, Xu Junming's handprints changed faster and faster. At first, they could still be seen clearly, but later they completely turned into afterimages.

This time the treasure refining lasted four years.

In the first year of training, he was the fastest, and as he went to the back, his speed became slower.

Because the restrictions that each treasure material can hold are limited, it will be easy at the beginning, and the harder it will be as you go to the back.

Especially in the end, you have to be careful every time you imprint an eclipse.

Otherwise, the result of the Lingbao explosion will be that all previous efforts are wasted.

Of course, in order to avoid such a result, many weapon refiners leave a certain amount of leeway when refining treasures.

The spiritual power of a treasure material is brought out seventy-eight times, and then it stops.

But Xu Junming has the existence of bronze mirrors, and he is accustomed to digging to the extreme when practicing his magic weapons.

Of course, Xu Junming did not spend all of his four years practicing the Netherworld Bone Flag.

Yimeng Huangliang, Dihuang Mountain, and the Four Elephants Sword Formation have all undergone earth-shaking changes.

The cooperation with the Xuanjing Division also brought him many coveted top-quality materials, elixirs and spiritual roots.

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Looking at the bright tree in front of him that was protected from light, with lush branches and luxuriant aura, Xu Junming nodded with satisfaction.

"Purple Ginseng, this Feng Zi Ling Tea makes you take better and better care of me."

Feng Zi Ling Tea was originally a spiritual root treasured by the Xiajiang Shui Tribe. Ao Lin brought this tea as a gift when he visited him.

Later, Guan Hongxue, the Divine Sword King, destroyed the Xiajiang Shui Tribe, and this spiritual root came into his hands.

He beheaded Guan Hongxue again, and the Feng Zi Ling Tea was planted by Xu Junming in Baihu Peak.

Now more than four years have passed, and under the rich spiritual energy of Dihuang Mountain Cave, this top-grade spiritual root of the Big Cave has finally advanced to the first level, reaching the top-grade Big Cave.

A big fat doll three feet tall, wearing a straw hat on his head, carrying a small flower basket on his waist, and carrying a small medicine hoe on his back, emerged from the ground and bowed to Xu Junming.

"Thanks to the good fortune spiritual water given by the mountain master, otherwise purple ginseng would not be able to cultivate it and advance it."

Xu Junming nodded.

"How are the three 'Red Arrow Spirit Valley' plants I gave you last time being cultivated now?"

"The grade of Red Arrow Spiritual Valley is too high. It will probably take ten years to mature."

The Red Arrow Spiritual Valley is the middle-grade Spiritual Valley from the Big Cave that he exchanged from the Xuanjing Division.

The spiritual energy is pure, and although the spiritual effect is not as good as the Qihuang Dan, if the quantity is large enough, it can greatly enhance the monk's practice in the Nascent Soul stage.

However, the grade of this spiritual grain is too high, and it is very troublesome to cultivate it.

Especially time consuming.

Fortunately, Xu Junming is not in a hurry to eat it.

"In the future, Baihu Peak will no longer need to grow Dongzhen-level spiritual grains and spiritual teas."

Things at the Dongzhen level were no longer useful to his practice and were almost reduced to green plants decorating the mountain peaks.

Moreover, in the past four or five years, many talented people in Chongshan Academy have grown up and even advanced to the level of innate talent.

Although a few of them longed for the outside world and have left, there are still some ascetic monks who are quiet and dedicated to practice.

Xu Junming planned to assign Dongzhen-level elixirs and herbs as tasks for them to cultivate, and at the same time, he could exchange them for cultivation resources.

"Yes, Mountain Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly recalled bursts of thunder.

Seeing the thunderclouds gathering like galloping horses, Xu Junming was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"This girl, as soon as she passed through the Tianshen Gate, she immediately passed the tribulation."

With one step, I arrived at Qianyang Peak in an instant.

At this moment, standing above the tall Tianshen Gate, Qiao Shouxin, tall and gentle, wearing a long blue skirt and holding a wooden staff, looked up into the air.

Sensing Xu Junming's arrival, he looked happy.

"Master!"

"Concentrate on overcoming the tribulation."

After nodding quickly, he hit the wooden staff with a wave of his hand, accompanied by the blooming of strong magic power of the Tao of Creation.

"Qinglin Mujie!"

In the blink of an eye, thousands of giant trees more than ten feet high filled the sky for dozens of miles around.

The forest that suddenly appeared in mid-air was filled with astonishing green wood aura.

The calamity thunder struck down, and countless huge trees bloomed with spiritual light, blocking it.

Giant trees grow and die with each passing day, and although the tribulation thunder is getting stronger and stronger, it can't do anything to the trees.

The last thunderbolt was in sight.

The powerful thunder is full of destructive aura.

"Green mulberry sacred tree!"

Qiao Shouxin scolded, and the wooden stick in his hand shot out a rich green brilliance.

In an instant, the aura of green wood in the air became dozens of times stronger.
To be continued...