Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 18
Chen Xuanji shook his head hastily, "Thank you, Empress Zuwu, she is very grateful for allowing me to practice on Buzhou Mountain, and I dare not ask for anything else."

Not being rewarded for no merit, it is already excellent to be able to practice on this Buzhou Mountain.

The coercion of Pangu Dao, mysterious and unpredictable, is a hundred times better than practicing in other places. With this coercion, it is only a matter of time for Chen Xuanji to become a golden immortal.

"You don't want my things, is it because you look down on my Wu clan?"

Hou Tuxiu couldn't help frowning.

"The Wu Clan are descendants of the bloodline of the Great God Pangu, how dare I look down on them in my heart?"

Chen Xuanji said hastily.

After Houtu heard this, he smiled and didn't worry about it.

Looking up and down with a pair of warm eyes, he couldn't help but wonder.

"You want to use Pangu's will to stimulate potential, so as to achieve the Golden Immortal Body?"

Chen Xuanji nodded quickly, "The monks of Honghuang all pay attention to mana and the cultivation of the soul, but most of them neglect the body. I personally think that the importance of the body is never under the soul and mana. I want to borrow Pangu's cultivation here. The will will also polish the body to the realm of the Golden Immortal."

Hou Tu nodded, "The physical body is where the mysteries of the innate Taoist body lie. The tyrannical physical body is indeed beneficial to practice, but it is difficult for monks in the wild to practice the physical body, so the focus is on the primordial spirit and mana. Can you It’s good to have this awareness.”

Hou Tu couldn't help laughing as he said, "You are only one step away from the Golden Immortal in flesh. Today, I will give you a chance."

With a wave of Houtu, a thumb-sized, earthy-yellow crystal jade bead fell into her hand, "This is a drop of my blood, in which I have wiped away all the filthy air of the earth, and it contains pure The origin of the earth, you swallow it, and with the blessing of the origin of the earth, it will be extremely easy to practice in the flesh."

Hou Tu flicked his fingers, and that drop of Zu Wu's blood fell on Chen Xuanji's hand.

"It's too precious, I can't bear it."

Chen Xuanji instinctively wanted to refuse. In the Shangqing Palace, the Lord Tongtian taught him.

In today's prehistoric times, liches are fighting for the front, and catastrophe is pervasive. It is very dangerous. Try not to get involved with the two clans of liches.

Hou Tu seemed to see Chen Xuanji's worries, and smiled again, "You are cautious, but don't worry about anything, this drop of blood is given to you in my own name, it has nothing to do with the Wu Clan, you can accept it at ease That is, if you don’t accept it, I will be angry.”

Chen Xuanji couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to agree, and saluted Houtu, "Then I will thank Empress Houtu."

Hou Tu gave a soft "hmm", and then said, "The time, place and people are in harmony, and all three are ready, let's break through now, and I will protect the law for you, so that you will have no worries."

Now that he had already taken the blood essence, Chen Xuanji didn't hesitate, he raised his head and swallowed it, and the drop of blood essence was swallowed into his stomach.

Essence and blood entered the abdomen, and before the mana could be transported and refined, one could feel an overwhelming force, like a small sun, exploding in the body, and the terrifying energy almost blasted Chen Xuanji's entire body.

Seeing this, Hou Tu casually shot out a burst of mana, which landed on Chen Xuanji's body. In an instant, the blood essence of the ancestral witch fell silent, like a extinguished volcano, allowing Chen Xuanji to refine it.

"What a powerful force. It is worthy of the blood essence of the ancestral witch, the origin of the soil. If the descendant soil is helping me refine it, I will explode and die."

Chen Xuanji was secretly startled, the power of quasi-sage was too tyrannical, not to mention the innate holiness of Houtu, the incarnation of the Dao of Earth, with great virtues and loads, even a drop of blood, even Daluo Jinxian, would not dare It was as easy to swallow as Chen Xuanji.

Chen Xuanji transported mana, wrapped Houtu's essence and blood, and began to refine it.

With the beginning of refining, at every moment, there will be a majestic source of earth flowing out, washing Chen Xuanji's innate Taoist body, and every time it is washed, the Taoist body will become stronger, crystal clear, and radiant.

The internal organs, under the baptism of this source of power, are even more faintly glowing with a dark yellow light.
Looking at this scene, Hou Tu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a hint of a deep smile.

The prehistoric years don't count, the years go by, and in the blink of an eye, another ten thousand years have passed. On this day, on Buzhou Mountain, above the ancestral line, a terrifying and thick aura filled the sky. It turned out to be Chen Xuanji, whose physical body had already broken through to the Golden Immortal realm.

He got up, and an indescribable glow shone on the innate body.

In the rays of the sun, streaks of dark yellow colors flickered, and when you pinched your hands, there was a crackling sound in the void.

"Flesh body golden fairy, try today, the power of the flesh body!"

Chen Xuanji gave a soft shout, and with all the energy and blood in his body, he squeezed his five fingers, and blasted his fists fiercely towards the ancestral vein of Buzhou Mountain.

"boom!"

With a punch, there was an explosion sound, and a large hole with a radius of more than ten meters burst out on Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain was transformed by Pangu's spine. It has been baptized by the pressure of Pangu Dao for countless Yuanhui, and it has become extremely strong. It is already extremely remarkable to be able to punch a big hole of more than ten meters.

Looking at this scene, Chen Xuanji secretly sighed, "What a terrifying power, the Golden Immortal in flesh is really powerful. If it were me before, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to smash out a big hole with a radius of one meter."

With that said, Chen Xuanji turned around and bowed deeply to Houtu, "Thank you, Empress Houtu, for your kindness."

"You don't need to be too polite. Since your physical body has broken through, you are willing to come to my Houtu Tribe as a guest, and it is also a good time to see the prosperity of my Houtu Tribe."

The ancestral veins of Buzhou Mountain are divided into twelve large tribes, each tribe is ruled by an ancestor witch, surrounded by stars and moon generals.

Among them, in the center of Buzhou Mountain is the Pangu Hall, which is also the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witches discuss their affairs.

An embarrassing smile flashed across Chen Xuanji's face, and he politely declined, "Thank you, Empress Houtu, for your kindness, but I came down from Kunlun Mountain, and I wanted to travel to the prehistoric regions and gain knowledge. This time I have practiced in Buzhou Mountain for a long time. When I have a chance, I will go to the Houtu Tribe to visit the empress."

Seeing this, Houtu smiled and did not force him, "Since that is the case, then I will not force you to stay. I wish you a smooth journey in the prehistoric times."

Seeing this, Chen Xuanji hurriedly bid farewell, and flew out of Buzhou Mountain by controlling the golden light of Zongdi.

Looking at Chen Xuanji's figure, the smile on Houtu's face slowly disappeared, and a look of sadness came to his cheeks, "The Lich War has been going on for so many years. The Wu Clan has already shouldered huge karma, and today we will have a good relationship. I hope It won't be used in the future."

Hou Tu sighed, and the black and yellow light on his body flowed, and transformed into a thousand-foot-tall ancestor witch's Xiantian body, then lit the oven, and continued to throw the fierce spirit in the black pot into it.

On this side, Chen Xuanji harnessed the golden light of Zongdi, and quickly escaped to Buzhou Mountain, while exhaling a foul breath.

This time I got a drop of ancestral witch blood, no matter what, I still owe the Wu clan a favor.
It's just that his current cultivation base is still shallow, so we can only talk about it in the future
After leaving Buzhou Mountain, Chen Xuanji traveled along the prehistoric land.

This trip to the Kunlun Mountains, apart from cultivating the five qi in the chest and proving the way to the Golden Immortal, has another purpose, which is to hunt for treasures.

At this time, the prehistoric period was between the Lich's First War and Nu Wa's enlightenment, and most of the Lingbao with names and surnames had already been born.

But there is still a spirit treasure that is still in the process of being conceived, and it will shine brilliantly in the hands of the two Sanxians when it is the time of the Conferred God Conferred Calamity.

This treasure, called Luobao money, is the first coin in the world. It was conceived in Wuyi Mountain and contains 48 innate immortal auras, ranking among the best innate spiritual treasures.

This treasure is very mysterious. When fighting with others, it can fall into the magic weapon.

Using this treasure does not consume mana, nor does it depend on the user's realm. The only thing that is consumed is the user's luck and merit, which is equivalent to a process of buying and selling, using merit and luck to buy a magic weapon.

Later, Luo Bao Qian was born, and by chance, it was obtained by two loose immortals in Wuyi Mountain, Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao.

The two casual cultivators did not have much luck. After obtaining two magic weapons, they fell into Zhao Gongming's dragon-binding rope and Dinghaizhu during the Great Tribulation of Conferred God.

His merit and luck were not enough to support consumption, and he ended up dying.

Later, the Luobao money fell into Randeng's hands, and he was never seen to use it once, so he must have known the disadvantages of this treasure and dared not use it lightly.

(End of this chapter)