Chapter 521: Red-haired Ancestor

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After joining the Zhong family and his son, Zhong Liang took his eldest apprentice, the "Five Wood Ghost Master" Fansen, and the four of them flew towards his cave together.

The distance of several hundred miles can be reached within an hour for Yuanying monks.

Zhong Ang, who had been here once before, flew into the valley with ease.

"Eh? Second brother, where is your cave-guarding spirit beast?"

He didn't see the three-tailed salamander, and Zhong Liang's face looked a little unnatural.

"Maybe my rhinoceros horn took me to feed him. That beast keeps making trouble without eating and drinking enough. It's really annoying."

He waved his hands pretending to be worried, "Brother, let's not talk about that beast anymore. Let's go in and talk."

Although he felt something unusual, Zhong Ang, who was eager to understand Bai Yang's diagram, nodded and strode into the cave.

Zhong Liang, who was secretly on guard, fell half a step behind without any trace.

A group of people came to the front cave.

At a glance, he saw the young Taoist sitting there cross-legged, with a green gourd hanging on his waist, wearing a green robe, and his hair hanging casually on the back of his head.

Not far behind the Taoist, a large red-scaled python was coiled into a snake formation, with a cool and spiritual look in its eyes.

There was another young Taoist huddled in the corner with a cowed expression.

When the four of them stopped, Zhong Ang turned around and said, "Second brother, is this the person you invited?"

"no."

Zhong Liang's face was full of vigilance. He held a long black flag tightly in his left hand and a cyan magic sword in his right hand.

"You are finally here. It really made me wait."

Zhong Ang, who knew something was wrong by looking at Zhong Liang's expression, casually waved his hand, and a pair of fiery red iron hooks flew straight towards Xu Junming.

The sharp energy cut through the air, making a chirping sound.

‘Ding’, Qingyue’s voice sounded.

In the unbelievable eyes of Zhong Ang and others, a thick-jointed finger blocked the extremely sharp iron hook.

"The good Binghuo Spirit Iron was actually sacrificed and refined by you into a pair of nine forbidden magic weapons. What a waste of nature!"

Following the voice, a black copper bell flew out of the palm of his hand.

A 'boom' sound.

The four people who had just prepared to escape suddenly looked dull, and the magic aura in their bodies also faded.

As Xu Junming advanced to the immortal path, the power of the Soul Falling Bell naturally became stronger.

After a small test, he successfully defeated the enemy.

He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the magic bag on Zhong Liang's waist flew into his palm.

After opening it impatiently, his eyes lit up and he took out a jade box.

Violently break through the restrictions above.

In an instant, the spiritual light surged!

The innate golden energy and ice energy overflowed the entire cave.

In the bright green and white aura, two blue and white strange flowers came into view.

Although the color is the same, the appearance is different.

The one on the left is obviously weaker, and the flower heart is not a golden fruit, but a red heart the size of a fingertip.

The one on the right, in the white calyx, is a golden bead the size of a dragon's eye, blooming with five colors of light.

"It is indeed the 'Morning Dew Spirit Flower'!"

After feeling happy, Xu Junming started scolding again.

"What a waste of nature, what a waste of nature. This plant is obviously not yet mature, so why was it picked?"

As an alchemist, he likes to collect and cultivate various spiritual plants, and he hates others trashing things.

After shaking his head to calm down, his heart moved.

Accompanied by a series of spiritual lights, a small green tree, three feet tall, divided into four layers from top to bottom, with a total of eleven leaves, emerged from above the head.

When Hong Changbao and Xijiao saw the small tree, for some reason, they always felt that there was a majestic and vicissitudes about it.

It seems that it is not only three feet, but tens of thousands of feet huge.

This small tree is the Palace Treasure Tree. When he first crossed over from the world of Chongshan, he brought him here with him.

In order to bring it here, it took three years to accumulate spiritual energy and activate the cross-border teleportation array.

With a wave of his hand, Zhong Ang and his son, Zhong Liang's master and apprentice, and Hong Changbao instantly flew up and disappeared into the top leaves of the palace's treasure tree along with Xu Junming.

Arrive at the square in front of Chongshanju.

"Master, you are back."

The black wind guarding the door came up to him.

He nodded, and with a thought in his heart, a middle-aged man wearing a red Taoist robe flew out of his sleeves. It was Hong Changbao's body.

He glanced at the latter who looked expectant.

"Go ahead."

"Thank you, real person."

The red phosphorus python surrounded the man's waist, and the man opened his eyes instantly.

"Niu Kui?"

Xu Junming's voice travels thousands of miles.

Not long after, a bolt of lightning flew from below and landed on the ground, transforming into a tall and sturdy man wearing a purple robe.

"master."

"Take the six of them to the White Tiger Palace and imprison them."

The world of Chongshan was opened, and after the palace treasure tree advanced to the immortal root, it once again grew four leaves.

It is divided into four halls: Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu.

There is Taiyuan Cave in Qinglong Hall.

White Tiger Palace is a newly opened prison.

In the future, when he meets those evil people in the evil way again, Xu Junming is not going to fight and kill them like before. Instead, he is going to save some money and pass it to Ao Tian who is still in the world of Chongshan through the cross-border teleportation array.

What a great free labor, no need to regret it.

With their selfless dedication, the efficiency of the Emperor Tower in refining acquired chaotic energy will only become higher and higher.

He casually threw the magic bags and magic weapons collected from the six people to the black dog.

"Tidy it up."

"Yes, sir."

Originally, Xu Junming had always been responsible for collecting the spoils of war, but now that he was in a hurry to cultivate the 'Morning Dew Spirit Flower', he left it to Heifeng to do it for him.

Dogs are loyal, and Black Wind is trustworthy.

When I came to the Creation Spirit Pond in the backyard, I was proud of the abundant spiritual energy support from the Shushan World. There was much more Creation Spirit Water in the Creation Spirit Pond than before.

The green hair on the nine white lotuses is much denser than before, and the golden lotus light is becoming purer.

The creation spirit fetus next to it was surrounded by rich spiritual energy, and its spiritual light fluctuated as if it was breathing.

Climb onto the Creation Spirit Island in the middle.

Xu Junming found an empty place.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, four bamboo sticks with flashing spiritual patterns covering a three-foot radius.

In an instant, spiritual energy surged inside, and the golden spiritual energy and ice energy surged.

All elixirs need a suitable growth environment. What Xu Junming is doing now is to use formations to create an environment that is most suitable for the growth of 'Morning Dew Spirit Flower'.

When he waved, a stream of three-color spiritual water flew over.

After the Creation Spiritual Pond was promoted to the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Creation Spiritual Water in it became more and more mysterious.

The three-color spiritual water was submerged into the Morning Dew Spirit Flowers. It was visible to the naked eye that they had withered and regained their vitality again.

After Xu Junming sprinkled the spiritual water three times, the lost roots grew back.

After carefully planting it, looking at the vigorous ‘Morning Dew Flower’, Xu Junming showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Zizhi?"
To be continued...