Starting from crossing the Fengshen

Time array.

More than a hundred years later.

Yin Qi's bloodline was completely transformed into Pangu's bloodline, and his body also completed the initial transformation.

The chaotic body is small.

The "Eight-Nine Profound Art" also broke through and entered the early stage of the seventh turn.

With his physical strength alone, he is able to defeat a quasi-saint.

At the same time, his previous bloodline magical powers: devouring, splitting, escaping into space, and making his words come true, have all been greatly improved.

Even his bones and comprehension had undergone a small transformation.

If he was at the initial stage of a lower-class god or demon before, then now he is at the peak of a lower-class god or demon.

Although they are all lower-level gods and demons, their abilities and understandings vary.

To achieve Pangu bloodline, transformation is in all aspects.

More than a hundred years in the time array is only twenty days in the prehistoric time.

……

Zichen Palace.

Yin Qi's real body quietly merged into the clone, and suddenly he felt a great joy coming from the void, and then a mysterious power also quietly descended.

"This is...a gift from heaven!"

Yin Qi was surprised and happy.

He didn't expect that by achieving Pangu bloodline, the great heaven would actually bless him.

His mind sank deep into his brain, and he saw a word "Tao" floating on the luck altar, or a "Tao" symbol, a high-dimensional Tao symbol, more complex than the Tao symbol on the Human Emperor Bell before.

Using the 'Tao' talisman as a medium, he can easily enter a state of enlightenment and is naturally in harmony with Tao.

Whether it is comprehending the laws or practicing, his speed is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Even the Three Pure Ones could not compare with him in terms of cultivation speed.

Not only his training speed, but his combat power is also far beyond that of ordinary people.

With his quasi-saint cultivation in both the ancient immortal way and the martial way, plus his cultivation in the chaotic body, Taoist talismans, and laws, he would be able to retreat calmly even when facing a strong man in the late quasi-saint stage.

As for the mid-stage quasi-saints, such as Chang Xi, they are no longer his opponents.

If he adds the Human Emperor Bell, he will not be afraid of the corpses of the saints.

Even if you are not my opponent, you can protect yourself without any worries.

Regarding this, Yin Qi could only say: Unexpected, but reasonable.

The primitive world was created by Pangu, and all things in the primitive world were transformed from Pangu's flesh. The way of heaven is naturally close to Pangu's bloodline, which is an instinctive feedback from the primitive world.

……

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

Yin Qi walked out of nothingness and looked at the couplet posted at the door:
A house of immortal immortals, a Taoist house with the same longevity as heaven.

Suddenly, two rays of light flashed in the void.

Two young Taoist priests appeared in front of Yin Qi. They bowed respectfully and asked, "What's your name, senior? What brings you to Wuzhuang Temple?"

The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door.

Even when facing the Golden Immortal, they can stand straight and remain calm.

But the person in front of him is a quasi-saint.

There was no need to exude any aura, just a glance was enough to make them feel their souls were frozen.

But this quasi-saint in front of me seems so strange.

Zhen Yuanzi is the oldest innate god and demon in the prehistoric world, and he is also a well-known good guy with a wide range of friends. They think they have seen all the quasi-saints in the prehistoric world.

Yin Qi smiled slightly and said, "I am Emperor Yin. I have something to ask Zhen Yuanzi. Please let me know."

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

The two of them waved their hands repeatedly.

One of them said, "Senior, please go into the temple first, we will go and inform the master."

As soon as he finished speaking, another person took out his phone and sent a message.

"it is good!"

Yin Qi nodded and followed the two into Wuzhuang Temple. …

living room.

Yin Qi had just sat down and taken a few sips of the immortal tea when he saw Zhen Yuanzi walking in quickly.

He stood up and bowed, saying, "I am Emperor Yin, and I am honored to meet you, fellow Taoist."

He is now a quasi-sage, so naturally he can be on par with Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi returned the greeting and said thoughtfully, "Hello, fellow Taoist. Please forgive me for my rudeness, as I don't see you very well. I thought I knew all the three thousand fellow Taoists who came to Zixiao Palace when I heard about it."

In his opinion, 90% of those who can achieve quasi-sainthood in the prehistoric world are fellow Taoists from Zixiao Palace.

Yin Qi smiled slightly and said, "I am not an old member of Zixiao Palace, and I have only recently achieved Quasi-Sagehood. It is normal that you do not recognize me."

"Oh I got it."

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but exclaim.

This person has never been to Zixiao Palace, but he can still become a quasi-saint.

It is truly a great wisdom and great opportunity.

"I just don't know what you mean by that, fellow Taoist?"

Yin Qi said, "For some reason, I would like to ask you for a small branch of the ginseng fruit tree. Of course, I am not asking for it for nothing. This is a box of Wudao Tea, which contains 100 pieces."

As he spoke, he took out a fairy jade box.

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned at first, then he smiled heartily and waved his hand, saying, "Daoyou, there is no need to be so. It is just a small branch of a ginseng fruit tree. It is not a precious thing. Boy."

Finally, he shouted outside.

"master."

The two boys, Qingfeng and Mingyue, hurried in.

Zhen Yuanzi said, "Go to the orchard, pick ten ginseng fruits, and cut off a three-foot-long branch."

"Yes, sir."

Qingfeng and Mingyue were slightly shocked, then agreed and left.

Their master is a good man and often uses ginseng fruit to entertain guests from all over the world.

But this was the first time someone asked for a branch.

After all, ginseng fruit is an innate spiritual root and cannot be cultivated at all.

Yin Qi thought that this trip would be smooth, but he did not expect Zhen Yuanzi to be so generous. He gave him ten ginseng fruits and was unwilling to accept his return gift.

But the other party didn't want it, so he couldn't refuse, so he hurriedly said: "Brother Daoist, you are too polite. In this case, you must accept this box of enlightenment tea, otherwise I will not be able to come again next time."

Seeing Yin Qi's serious expression, Zhen Yuanzi thought for a moment and took the jade box, saying with a smile: "In that case, I will be honored to receive it. I have only heard of this enlightenment tea tree in Zixiao Palace before, but I never thought that you would get it. You are so lucky."

Yin Qi smiled slightly and said, "It's all due to chance."

Zhen Yuanzi walked to the top seat and sat down, saying, "Today I will lend you flowers to offer to the Buddha and have a taste of this enlightenment tea."

As he spoke, he opened the jade box.

Suddenly, a mysterious breath came to your face, mixed with an alluring fragrance, making you feel your mind go blank and your thinking become more active than ever before.

“What a great tea!”

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise.

He looked at the tea leaves one by one, each one seemed like a masterpiece of heaven, with Taoist patterns interwoven on them.

In order to brew the enlightenment tea, he took out the Three Lights Divine Water and a purple clay teapot of the highest grade spiritual treasure level, and then boiled it with the Jiamu Divine Fire. Soon the hall was filled with the intoxicating aroma of tea.

In a pot of tea, he only put a piece of Wudao tea.

"Fellow Taoist, please!"

Zhen Yuanzi poured two cups of tea and placed one of them in front of Yin Qi.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

With his eyes slightly closed, he savored the taste, a look of enjoyment on his face.

In fact, with his cultivation at the peak of quasi-saint level, the effect of the enlightenment tea was almost non-existent, and he enjoyed the pleasure of the mouth more.

“Good tea, good tea!”

After a long time, Zhen Yuanzi finally opened his eyes and praised: "In this temple of mine, there are also a few tea trees with acquired spiritual roots, but compared with the enlightenment tea, I am afraid they will not be edible in the future." (End of this chapter)