Society is afraid of indulging in infrastructure in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 31 31. The Emperor
Mu Zixiao never refused again, put the things into the storage bag and bowed his head to think carefully.

The battle is imminent, and a piercing eye is beyond common sense, and they dare not think that they have any magical powers that they can summon.

Seeing that she was about to go to the Cangyunhai teleportation formation, she could indeed put away her fiery eyes, but facing the bone demon, she would definitely need more powerful magical powers.

It's just that her current spiritual power, together with the spiritual power of the two Nascent Soul Realm treasures in her hands, may not be able to summon other supernatural powers.

If you take a step back, even if you summon it, it won't last half a stick of incense.

Summon micrograms in your heart to evaluate the merits of suppression.

Wei Ke is equivalent to her companion magic weapon. There is no need to wear musical notes to communicate with Wei Ke. With a thought, I know that Li Wu has gone down the mountain to promote the cultivation of beans. The response is good, and the agricultural base has also researched sorghum and corn one after another.

If the merits are not suppressed, the wood spirit roots on Mu Wei's body can try to impact the golden elixir.

It's just that her body hasn't reached a safe place yet, and she can't be so rashly arranged to cross the catastrophe, and it can be suppressed to the foundation establishment Dzogchen.

Unexpectedly, she has never noticed that the initial stage of foundation establishment of her own earth spirit root has loosened. If it weren't for the gold and earth dual spirit roots on her body, she might have broken through a few days ago.

This earth spirit root was nourished and broken through by merit, but there are traces to follow. After all, the bean root system feeds back the soil nutrition, and the bean fairy plant feeds back the land spirit, which can be regarded as a piece of merit.

But the big battle is imminent, so what if it is promoted to the middle stage of foundation establishment?
Spiritual power is far from enough.

"Wei Ke suggested that the master use some magic tools and magic spells left by Yuan Ze Xianzun, maybe the spiritual power in them can just be replenished."

Mu Zixiao's heart skipped a beat, he groped in the Qiankun bag for a long time, and finally took out a stack of portrait charms at the bottom of the box.

"what is this?"

Nie Daiyu took a look, "What a heroic gentleman! The little portraits are so pretty, but his weapon is a bit like the god-killing spear of Emperor Yuanwu in the temple... It won't be a taboo."

The taboo will not be violated, because this small portrait is the portrait of Emperor Yuanwu himself.

Mu Zixiao had never seen Emperor Yuanwu in the temple, but he could be sure that the portrait in his hand was the real face of that emperor.

She secretly sensed the spiritual power of the portrait in her hand.

I don't know if I don't feel it, one of the summoning charms is equivalent to a thousand top-grade spirit stones, and she has 99 such charms.

She blamed Master wrongly. Although Master didn't give spirit stones, he gave a stack of spirit mines!
Mu Zixiao held the portrait charm in his heart, which made Nie Daiyu laugh, "It seems that Junior Sister Mu's Mr. Ruyi is the person in this painting."

He is not only my wishful husband, he is my god!My ATM!
Mu Zixiao wished to pay homage to Emperor Yuanwu. She was ashamed to say that she didn't even know his real name, and even once dismissed the spell. She was guilty of not knowing Mount Tai.

How did Muzixiao know that Emperor Yuanwu was sitting on the ninth level of the sky, staring at Muzixiao's portrait and looking at a stick of incense? Then he turned to look at the situation of Tianmoyuan. After confirming that Tianmoyuan was correct, he turned around again. He turned his head and looked at Muzixiao's portrait.

He was dressed in black, with golden dragon and auspicious clouds embellished on his sleeves, his silhouette with sharp water chestnut angles was like a sculpture, under his heroic sword eyebrows, there was a pair of eyes as bright as stars, with a sharp aura that made people dare not look directly at him.

He is like a magic weapon standing between the heaven and the earth, supporting the justice in the world and the rules of the universe.

And it has only been a thousand years since he took the position of God King.

The woman in the painting smiled sweetly, but she couldn't shake the half wave of Zhenwu Emperor.

Emperor Yuanwu, named Ye Zhenyi, is indeed an immortal with the highest force and divine power in the Three Realms, not to mention that he holds the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, the God-killing Spear in his hand.

And he is concentrating on completing the most important task right now, while routinely checking the status of Tianmoyuan, while protecting this fragile mortal girl in the lower realm.

"Dijun, didn't you say that as long as the upper realm doesn't intervene, you can let it go? You have been guarding here for almost a month without blinking your eyes."

Ye Zhenyi said in a deep voice: "I just ordered this matter, and there is no room for mistakes."

(End of this chapter)