I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 697 How to go?
When Zheng Xiaoming was still observing the battle from a distance, he saw a huge bronze tripod standing in the depths of the imaginary court.

Although the form and the runes on it are a bit unfamiliar, Zheng Xiaoming can tell at a glance that this copper tripod is his purple gold soul refining furnace.

But it should be the purple gold soul refining furnace that has been transformed and upgraded by some more powerful powers.

With the completion of the construction of the Purple Gold Soul Furnace, on the battlefield of the virtual court, all the dead monsters and the corpses of soldiers and horses of one's own side were sucked into the copper tripod for refining, and new soldiers and horses came out!
This completes one of the biggest shortcomings of the imaginary court!
And what attracted Zheng Xiaoming to the bottom of this world should be this purple gold soul refining furnace that has just been built.

When he watched it for a long time, a mysterious voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Since you are here, can you come and talk!"

"Little friend?"

"Since my little friend has cultivated to the realm of the unity of all dharmas, then everyone is naturally a fellow Taoist!"

Following the words, at some point in front of Zheng Xiaoming, a Taoist priest with white hair and childlike face appeared.In particular, this Taoist's white eyebrows drooped, making him look particularly conspicuous.

"Patriarch Baimei!" Zheng Xiaoming said.

The Taoist said with a smile: "Although it is white eyebrows, it is not the real ancestor!

Little friend, you should know that Master Baimei, who taught Shushan in the past, has fallen with the annihilation of the world, and now I am nothing more than a little bit of spirituality left! "

Zheng Xiaoming was horrified, is it so powerful with just a little bit of spirituality remaining?
You must know that Zheng Xiaoming's golden core is condensed, after all methods are unified.The two paths of ancient cultivation technique and imaginary lord have been integrated into one, and the power level has reached the upper limit of the world.

That is to say, even if there is someone in this world who is stronger than Zheng Xiaoming, at most, they are stronger in quantity, not in quality.

It's nothing more than someone who has practiced longer and has a deeper foundation than him.

In terms of realm, everyone is almost the same!
It's the same even on the Yadis side.

In other words, the white-browed Taoist in front of him is also of the same level as Zheng Xiaoming.

Maybe they will be stronger than Zheng Xiaoming in terms of strength, but everyone is the same in terms of realm.

Zheng Xiaoming has already stood at the top of the power in this world.

But now, the Taoist Baimei actually said that he is just a spiritual remnant of the former Patriarch Baimei...

Doesn't this nima mean that he, Zheng Xiaoming, is nothing more than a hair of Patriarch Baimei!

Although he knew that the white-browed patriarch was strong, Zheng Xiaoming was still very unconvinced if it was said that he was so strong!

The white-browed Taoist smiled faintly: "Young friend, all dharma is unified, and your power has reached the peak of this world. However, the world today is nothing more than a virtual world. Dare I ask you, have you ever cultivated the magic power of the primordial spirit..."

One sentence choked Zheng Xiaoming, this is really not the case!
In order to cultivate the mana of the primordial spirit, first the golden elixir must cultivate the primordial fetus, then the pill breaks into a baby, and then the primordial baby grows into a primordial spirit.

Only at this time is it qualified to be called primordial mana.

He, Zheng Xiaoming, is still a thousand miles away, and the ultimate power of this world has already been locked here.

Of course, although Zheng Xiaoming's personality is not very good, but he doesn't like to argue with others very much, so he asked thoughtfully at this moment: "So, you can let me cultivate the mana of the primordial spirit?"

Patriarch Baimei said: "There is a way. And I have already sent many people, such as Zhai Leng, and you, my little friend..."

Zheng Xiaoming just wanted to say, old man, don't talk nonsense, when did you send me to practice what primordial mana?I do not know how?
But immediately remembered something: "Could it be that the nine-turn golden body last time...?"

The white-browed Taoist sighed and said: "That's right! Originally, you have the best aptitude, and you are the most qualified to cultivate the mana of the primordial spirit, far better than Zhai Leng...

But you have no destiny with the Shushan Sword Sect... Your fate is in Cuiwei Mountain... It's a pity, Cuiwei Mountain's foundation is too thin! "

Zheng Xiaoming understood a little bit, and felt embarrassed in his heart.The trip to take pictures in the virtual world back then was probably to use the remnant power of the former practice sects in order to break through and cultivate the mana of the primordial spirit.

However, Zheng Xiaoming is the inheritor of Cuiwei Mountain, and he followed Cuiwei Mountain as soon as he entered the virtual world to take pictures.

Cuiwei Mountain is just an inconspicuous little sect among the many sects in the practice world back then.

However, the Shushan Sword Sect is a super sect that is in charge of the world's leaders.

Perhaps the remaining power of the Shushan Sword Sect can allow Zheng Xiaoming to cultivate the mana of the primordial spirit.

However, the power of Cuiwei Mountain only allowed Zheng Xiaoming to learn the Nine-turn Golden Body Technique... other than that, there was no progress at all.

Zheng Xiaoming said with a sneer: "You can't blame me. What's more... By the way, Zhai Leng is not the inheritance of Shushan Sword School, he is from Kunyun School!
Uh, I don’t have the consciousness to say this now, can the ancestor send me there again?This time I plan to turn my back on my teacher and go to Shushan..."

Before the white-browed Taoist could speak, there was a faint voice: "Now that your cultivation has reached this level, who else can send you there?"

Huh?Who is speaking?He is also a guy of the same level!
Unexpectedly, there are actually two such existences in the imperial court of the virtual world.

He murmured in his heart, and then he heard Taoist Baimei say: "This is the great ancestor of Chu!"

When Zheng Xiaoming heard it, he was immediately in awe: "So it's Emperor Taizu..."

Anyway, he can be regarded as a courtier of Great Chu, and he is the Marquis of Xiayang of Great Chu.

"The Marquis of Xiayang doesn't need to be too polite. Originally, according to the meritorious service of the Marquis of Xiayang... the Zijin Soul Refining Furnace is no longer just a mere township prince.

But the meritorious deeds of others are somewhat different from the meritorious deeds of the virtual world.If Xia Yanghou is completely returned to the virtual world one day, I will naturally reward him well! ! "

The implication is that Zheng Xiaoming's Purple Gold Soul Refining Furnace has contributed too much, and the Great Chu Emperor in the world has no way to canonize it...

It is still necessary to wait until Zheng Xiaoming's physical body dies, and he will be included in the virtual world. At that time, he will be under the jurisdiction of the court of the virtual world, so that he can be rewarded for his merits.

However, Zheng Xiaoming has now cultivated to the state where all dharmas are unified, standing at the pinnacle of power in this world.If you want to wait until he dies, then you really have to wait slowly...

Zheng Xiaoming pondered in his heart: "Isn't this great ancestor trying to renege on his debt? I have long heard that the Great Chu great ancestor was very stingy... It is recorded in the history books..."

Then I heard the Great Chu Taizu say again: "Or another way to pay for the merits!
Although Xiayang Hou can't use the power of Shushan to cultivate the mana of the primordial spirit, but Xiayang Hou, as a township lord of this dynasty, can use the energy of this dynasty to cultivate it. Would you like it? "

Hearing this, Zheng Xiaoming beamed with joy, and said, "Of course I would! It's just how should I go..."

The white-browed Taoist said: "With the current performance of my little friend, I'm afraid I need to go by myself! No one else can do it."

"How to go?" Zheng Xiaoming asked.

(End of this chapter)