The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

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Xu Xuan's mind retracted from the message.

There is nothing interesting about this information, but you can just take a quick glance at it to see how far your skills have been cultivated.

"This war should be the most costly war in the three hundred years since I came to this world, right?" Xu Xuan thought to himself.

The total assets add up to 500 million spiritual stones. It cost nearly 200 million low-grade spiritual stones to build the small spiritual veins in the fifteenth domain, build the spiritual veins in the two worlds, and then expand the Qiyun Mountain spiritual veins.

Before going into seclusion, I left 300 million to Bai Fa.

The total consumption of this battle was just over 200 million low-grade spiritual stones, and the current inventory is less than 100 million.

The main one is the Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation. The formation isolates the space and avoids large-scale destruction. At the same time, it strengthens the strength of the disciples and avoids large-scale casualties.

The spiritual energy consumed by this formation every minute and second is simply astronomical. Of course, it doesn't matter if this small amount of spiritual stone is consumed. Xu Xuan still values ​​people more.

This world does not produce spiritual stones, so we can only get them from another place.

Xu Xuan turned his attention to another world.

In the Mirror Realm, there is a large city in the South China Sea. The city is close to the inland, and most of the residents are farmers.

In the hot summer, people work in the fields with their heads down. The scorching sun makes people sweat profusely, their mouths are dry, and big beads of sweat are constantly appearing on their dark skin.

An old farmer took off his straw hat and fanned himself vigorously. He wiped his sweat and said to the brother beside him: "No, if it doesn't rain again, this year's harvest may be ruined."

"I heard from the village chief that he plans to pay homage to the Dragon King with the village chiefs of Qingshan and Sanyang. The rain should be coming soon." The honest middle-aged man took the bamboo tube from his elder brother and drank a few sips of water.

"That's good, that's good. Let's all go and worship him. The Dragon King will definitely appear."

In the afternoon, before sunset over the Western Mountains, a tall altar was built in the temple in front of the village. A statue with a body and a dragon's head was enshrined in the temple.

The old man was dressed in fine clothes, standing on the altar, lighting incense and chanting words. The green smoke condensed into substance and formed a straight line, as if communicating with the dragon god in the dark.

"The little man prays for rain, and all the people are saved; the gods are merciful and give rain and wetlands; the living beings are saved, and the rain abides and the water dries up; the weather is smooth, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe."

"bye!"

The village chief led thousands of villagers to worship.

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

After three kowtows, the temple priest recites the incantation.

Boom!

There was a thunder on the ground, dark clouds gathered, and it rained heavily.

Heavy raindrops fell on everyone, instantly turning them into drowned rats.

The crowd did not panic, but cheered while holding the rain in their hands.

"It's raining!! It's raining Lord Dragon!!"

"Long live!!"

This rain was not an ordinary cold rain, but a spring rain with divine power, which made everyone more energetic.

Some people knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to thank the Dragon King for his great mercy.

The Dragon King does not necessarily respond to every request. For example, during this two-month drought, they asked for rain two or three times before the Dragon King showed mercy.

If Muramasa hadn't reflected that they were not pious enough, which led to such a situation, they might have suffered from drought. This time they also learned that the gods cannot be fooled, and those who do not believe in piety will suffer serious consequences.

Deep in the South China Sea, the Dragon Palace moved to the deep sea.

There is a large space like an inverted crystal bowl in the depths of the ocean. There is a magnificent Dragon Palace inside. Shrimps, soldiers and crabs will patrol outside the Crystal Palace. There are even huge white dragons, green dragons, mirage dragons, falcon dragons and other dragon genera. As dragons, these are naturally transformed from the sea spirits of the sea spirit family.

Not everyone is as talented as Ao Qin. After all, he was also the first clan leader to break through this realm under the personal guidance of the Taoist Master.

Wisps of invisible power of faith spread from all directions to the center of the Crystal Palace.

Sitting on the coral throne was a handsome young man with golden horns and golden robes.

The young man leaned back half on the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and absorbed the endless power of faith.

The water snake and clam spirit maids stood aside quietly, not daring to express their anger. The Dragon King of the South China Sea was not bad-tempered, but he would still be punished for disturbing his practice.

Ao Qin closed his eyes and drew a map in his mind. This was a map of the South China Sea and the surrounding land. It was a large area, covering hundreds of millions of people. Dotted on it were the Dragon King's temples.

The Dragon King's temple may not necessarily be dedicated to him, but even to other subordinates of the Sea Spirit Clan, he will take a certain share.

The structure of the dragon clan in the South China Sea is in the shape of a pyramid, with Ao Qin at the top, followed by various dragon clans below, and the water clan and human temples below.

Ao Qin ate the big head, and the rest were divided among the rest, including the temple Zhu who had just been worshiped, who was actually one of the dragon clan's forces.

From top to bottom, a strict hierarchical system is formed.

Xu Xuan has been in seclusion for more than a thousand years (mirror world time), and Ao Qin also broke through the Nascent Soul three hundred years ago. The Hai Jing clan who was unable to practice entered the Tao, and immediately burst out with powerful energy. Not to mention that their cultivation level was thousands of miles, but It can also be said to have a solid foundation.

With the expansion of his territory over the years, Ao Qin has not failed to compete with other surrounding forces. Every time he defeated the enemy with his strong physical strength, the Nanhai Dragon Clan can be considered a good medium-sized force in the South China Sea.

"Watching with fear, walking on thin ice." After absorbing the faith, Ao Qin had this thought in his heart.

As a religious force, fighting for world hegemony is inevitable, and expansion is also inevitable. Unlike those who are true cultivators, they can practice hiding in a quiet place.

If you want to expand your faith, you can only occupy other living spaces step by step. Those who don't have an owner are fine, but those who have an owner need to keep fighting.

Because faith comes from mortals, large-scale killing of mortals is prohibited, so it is inevitable to have rifts with other demon clans and offend many demon clans.

So Ao Qin felt as if he was standing in the crater of a volcano, and the volcano in front of him might explode at any time.

One is that the dragon clan interferes with him and discovers his true identity; the other is that the nearby demon clan unites to deal with him.

No matter what it is, the power of the Dragon Clan in the South China Sea will be destroyed, so a mere Nascent Soul is not enough to have the capital to be arrogant.

Unless the Immortal in the Mirror comes in person.

Of course, this is impossible.

"Master Immortal in the Mirror..." After more than a thousand years of inquiring, Ao Qin faintly discovered a big secret. There were actually two sects in the world related to the Immortal in the Mirror. Until now, they are still looking for it, and they have even had frictions.

At this time, the mirror in my arms emits warm light.

Ao Qinping withdrew his men and took out the mirror respectfully.

"What are your orders, Lord Immortal?"

"Within twenty years, it is possible to collect more various cultivation resources and 200 million spiritual stones!"

"Yes!" Ao Qin raised his head and asked again, "Does the Immortal have any other instructions?"

"Only."

"Okay, can I ask you something?"

After receiving Xu Xuan's reply, Ao Qin told the Nanhai Dragon Clan the current dilemma they were encountering.

"It's very simple. I'll give you four words - keep a low profile and spread your branches. Don't try to monopolize the benefits if you are not cultivated enough. The Sea Spirit Clan is spread all over the sea. How long will it take for you to transform one by one? Since there is a South China Sea Dragon Clan, Why can’t there be an East Sea, a West Sea, a North Sea, a Black Sea, and a Red Sea?”

Xu Xuan's words suddenly made Ao Qin realize. (End of chapter)