With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 167 Visiting Kunlun

Jingming forty-three years.

It took more than ten years for the Great Zhou Dynasty to regulate the Hun River.

The remediation plan was changed several times.

In the end, he chose an approach that ran counter to the plan Ma Qianli left behind when he left.

The muddy river water must be redirected into the old river channel.

The idea is good, but the process is difficult.

Officials who do things are stupid.

The oppressed laborers were miserable.

People's livelihood after a disaster is very difficult.

Nowadays, sects are even more pervasive.

Ever since.

Certain things just happened naturally.

some day.

Some people worked hard and dug out a one-eyed stone man in the old river.

Engraved on:

One eye of the stone man could stir up chaos in the Muddy River and stir up rebellion in the world.

It soon spread among hundreds of thousands of oppressed laborers.

For a time, the crowd was excited.

Liu Yuantong, the divine envoy of Wenxiang Cult hidden among them, felt that the time had come.

Then they incited the workers to behead the river management minister and revolt!

Because all of them wore red scarves on their heads, they called themselves the Red Scarf Army.

Its power is like a raging fire, vast and powerful.

The news spread to the capital, and the government and the public were shocked.

And at the same time.

The entire sect of Zhou Dynasty also looked at him with suspicion.

Up to Taoism and Buddhism.

Down to Huang Tiandao and Sanxian Sect

Everyone in countless sects was shocked and sent people to inquire about the news.

No one knows where this ruthless sect came from.

How dare you be the first in the world.

They did what they had always wanted to do, but never dared to do.

But if they are allowed to follow suit

Still, let’s take a look.

Although there was chaos in the Zhou Dynasty.

But there was no trace of death.

You still have to be careful about things like rebellion.

Li Zhen didn't know that there was another rebellion in the world.

But even if you knew it, you probably wouldn't be surprised.

There is such a thing as rebellion.

Even when Zhao Qing was in office, it was common.

Although it looks a bit bigger now.

Inside, there is some spiritual power mixed in it.

But for the current Zhou Dynasty.

should

It's not a big deal, right?

Compared with pacification, maybe think about why rebellions happen.

This is the question that all the senior officials in the capital should think about right now.

Of course, these are things that the big guys should be concerned about.

It has nothing to do with Li Zhen, a little wandering Taoist priest.

At this time, he was still thinking about his own weapon refining.

I've seen in story novels before that refining weapons for cultivators is as easy as rubbing mud.

Once the fire is burning, the various materials will blend together perfectly.

Finally, add the so-called restriction, and a magic weapon will be freshly baked.

But when he really got started and started trying.

Only then did I realize that this was more or less taken for granted.

Refining weapons is difficult.

It's definitely not something that can be done with a general assembly line process.

But it takes a long time to polish.

Compared with weapon refining in the ordinary sense.

Li Zhen felt that what he was doing now.

In a sense, it's like a natal magic weapon.

One person, one weapon, stay together for life.

It is something that can be commanded like an arm and is completely consistent with one's own nature.

It is also an object that can carry one's thoughts and thoughts, as well as the principles and principles of life.

One glory and one glory.

To put it simply, it is probably a unique and growable artifact.

The only drawback is that it needs to be bound to the soul.

These are some of the things Li Zhen has summed up after continuously refining the Hunyuan Pearl over the years.

He still likes this bead that he polished by himself.

after all

And who can not like a piece that doesn’t place much importance on the quality of its materials.

What about an artifact that can grow with its owner over the long years?

Come to think of it, as long as you are a practitioner.

After knowing this, I am afraid it will be difficult to refuse such a temptation.

For example, the white fox is always curious.

How did Li Zhen turn the original black and numb piece of iron into what it is now?

Always around to ask.

Sometimes, I get tired of being asked.

Li Zhen will tell it that true knowledge comes from practice.

If you have time to ask, why not try it yourself.

Then, in the future.

There are always people who can see a white fox beside the stream outside Yuanjun Temple on a bright moonlit night.

Gradually, it became a rural legend nearby.

That's where it first picked up the ugly piece of iron.

Now, it wants to pick up another piece.

Go try what Li Zhen said and find out.

Keep it true or not.

The little fox, who has been hanging out with Erqingsi for a long time and has become a little unclear, can fool him like this.

But for the cunning Li Xianling, Li Zhen's argument doesn't work.

It's not like he was hiding it or being stingy or anything.

Chief Li Daozhang, when did you become such a person?

it's just

At the moment, he has not figured out any specific regulations on weapon refining.

If you really want to ask, there are only three words:

By feeling~

But even this statement obviously cannot satisfy Li Xianling.

Because after trying hard to feel it, she could not establish a so-called connection with the sword in her hand.

Ever since, driven by some obsession to make the sword fly.

Li Xianling, who used to go out for chivalrous activities all the time, only returned to Yuanjun Temple every now and then.

I've been hanging out here a lot lately.

It made Li Zhen a little irritable.

I can't fight but I can't, and I dare not leave even if I rush.

Simply go out and avoid it.

Just last time, Sister Jiao was recovering from her injuries and left in a hurry.

He also left a message asking him to visit Kunlun Mountain when he was free.

Originally, Li Zhen didn't pay much attention to it.

Maybe they were just being polite.

But now, he has a reason to go.

Leave nature and the little fox to guard Yuanjun Temple.

Li Zhen rode Erqing for the first time in a long time and stepped out of the temple.

Before leaving.

Er Qing also gave the little fox a proud look.

It's like saying:

Although I, Lao Niu, am not as talkative as you, a vixen, around the master.

But so what?

The master always uses mine when he goes out.

Hey~

Erqing chuckled.

Taking an arrogant step, he disappeared from sight.

But it didn't see it, the white fox didn't notice its eyes.

Even, there is no emotion about Li Zhen's temporary departure.

On the contrary, after something disappears, it seems as if something attracts it again.

Excitedly, he ran back to the yard.

Only Zi Zi looked at all this, chuckled and shook his head.

As expected of the Taoist Priest’s little fox

It's really similar to him in some directions.

It's like saying:

Grinding stone.

Li Zhen only discovered it when he came to Kunlun Mountain.

This famous mountain and river that has become world-famous in recent years has actually become like this.

The same as when he last arrived.

Not to mention that they are somewhat similar, they are completely unrelated.

Clouds and smoke fell from the sky, covering the entire stretching mountains and rivers.

The mist is so misty that it doesn't look like the human world.

It looks a bit like the legendary fairyland.

And Sister Jiao is also very generous. It didn't take a moment for him to arrive.

Then he saw a hole in the clouds opening in front of him, revealing a huge head.

It has strong horns and majestic eyes.

But after seeing Li Zhen for a moment, his eyes became much gentler.

"You finally came."

"The fruit at my house is ripe. Please eat it."

She invited happily.

"Okay, it just so happens that I also brought wine."

Li Zhen patted Er Qing's backpack and readily agreed.

Although I came by invitation.

But it is the most basic courtesy to bring some gifts when visiting your home.

Although Li Zhen rarely visits other people's homes, he is still aware of such things.

Wine is the magic drunk that I have been carrying for many years.

After all these years, I still haven't found out where Feng Chong died.

In this case, let's use the wine we are going to give him first.

Come to think of it, he didn't mind.

Kunlun Mountain is Sister Jiao’s home ground.

With her leading the way, there is no need to worry about getting lost.

By the way, she also did her best to be a landlord.

I took Li Zhen around to see the scenery of Kunlun Mountain.

But to be honest, there is nothing interesting about the clouds and fog.

Compared to this.

Li Zhen was even more looking forward to it, being shrouded for a long time by this kind of cloud and mist that had the effect of gathering the spiritual power of heaven and earth and was rich in the aura of dragons.

What changes will happen to the creatures in the Kunlun Mountains?

It sounds like there is something to look forward to.

Maybe you can come over and take a look from time to time in the future, just for observation and gathering information.

Thinking of this, Sister Jiao's body, which was disappearing and appearing in the clouds and smoke, suddenly stopped.

Facing the hazy building complex above, he asked thoughtfully:

"That's where the Kunlun Sect is."

"Would you like to... go up and have a look?"

Kunlun sect?

Li Zhen thought for a while and shook his head.

He brought a gift now, but he couldn't be a guest at both houses.

Next time, next time.

Seeing Li Zhen's refusal, Sister Jiao didn't say anything more.

Move forward again.

A dragon and an ox are both very fast.

Not long after, his vision suddenly became clear.

A valley hidden among the mountains appeared in Li Zhen's sight.

"Sit anywhere and I'll go pick the fruits."

Leaving Li Zhen where he was, Sister Jiao flew in the air and left quickly.

Li Zhen didn't mind either, he just looked around at the legendary dragon's lair with interest.

Just

There's nothing new about it either.

I didn’t see the gleaming treasures, nor the splendid Dragon Palace.

It seems that Sister Jiao, who was a dragon just now, is still short of money.

Thinking jokingly like this, he chopped stones into tables and stood trees into stools.

He took out a jar of immortal drunkenness and placed it on the table, waiting quietly.

After a while, Sister Jiao returned.

As his body shrank, he settled into a suitable-sized recliner.

Several green-red fruits with dewdrops dripping from them fell on the stone table.

She gently picked one up with the tip of her tail and handed it to Li Zhen, saying warmly:

"For you people, this fruit can cure all diseases."

"In the past, many herb collectors risked their lives to go to Kunlun to collect herbs just to find it."

Li Zhen smiled gently and took it with his hand.

Although considering his current cultivation level which is close to perfect foundation building.

Ordinary worldly diseases will no longer breed in him.

But after all, it is Sister Jiao’s heart that cannot be let down.

So he picked it up, put it in his mouth and bit it gently.

It's cool, slightly sour and has a hint of sweetness.

Some of them looked like the cherry tomatoes I had eaten in my previous life, but they were different.

Because along with these flavors.

There were also traces of different kinds of inspiration pouring into his body.

Gentle and harmless, smart and natural.

In Li Zhen's unexpected thoughts.

Quietly wandering through the subtle inner parts of the body, one by one repairing some of the darkness that had never been noticed during past practice.

Unconsciously.

The fruits on the small tree in Dantian Daoji have grown a little bit longer and become a little bit more mature.

The surprise on his face flashed away.

Li Zhen knew that he had probably underestimated this fruit.

Perhaps in the past, its function was indeed to cure diseases.

But under the influence of inspiration, changes have already occurred.

Maybe……

This is what the so-called spiritual plant should look like.

Li Zhen smiled inwardly when he thought of the things he had dug in the fields before.

Comparing the two, they are like clouds and mud.

"Sister Jiao, do you have any seeds for this fruit?"

Li Zhen thought about it and asked a slightly presumptuous question.

But Sister Jiao is obviously not the kind of dragon who cares about these things with her friends.

She just blinked in confusion.

Then, he pushed all the fruits on the table in front of Li Zhen and shook his head:

"There are very few trees like this. There are only a few in the entire Kunlun Mountains."

"But if you want to eat, you can come to me anytime!"

She said so.

Hearing this, Li Zhen was not surprised.

This kind of creation, which belongs to the treasures of nature, material and earth, is often the product of various conditions.

Plant seeds?

Obviously, he thought too much.

Just a random question on a whim.

Sister Jiao just answered casually.

Neither one person nor one dragon took this matter to heart.

Only Erqing, who seemed to be grazing with his head down, was looking at the fruits on the table from time to time.

I felt a little anxious.

"Master, you have eaten, but don't forget my share!"

However, Li Zhen was destined not to hear its voice.

And since I have eaten the fruit, I naturally want to try the wine.

So Li Zhen opened Shenxian Zui and placed it in front of Sister Jiao.

Zheng also wants to imitate her and talk about the origin of this wine.

However, she could not wait to open her mouth.

Like a dragon sucking water, it sucked all the wine in the wine jar into its stomach.

"Hiccup~"

"This is your wine. It tastes surprisingly good."

The silver-white dragon scales shine in the faint sunlight in the valley, making its owner seem a bit lazy and relaxed.

As for Sister Jiao, she narrowed her eyes and said this.

Li Zhen was speechless for a moment.

liquor……

Is this how you drink it?

But after thinking about it, it’s good to have fun, and there are so many relationships that come with it.

Then he also smiled and said:

"If Sister Jiao wants to drink in the future, you can come to me."

"However, it will be in the capital."

"The capital, I remember it."

She nodded seriously.

……

The happy time of visiting friends is short-lived.

I wandered around Kunlun Mountain for a few days and discussed some issues related to spiritual practice with Sister Jiao.

Especially, it’s about the thunder tribulation.

After getting some personal experiences from some of the people involved, Li Zhen set out on his way home.

On the way, we also went to Liexiaoyao Palace.

When I met Zhao Qing, she was now younger again. She yelled at Li Zhen not to look at it and to forget about it immediately.

Obviously, although she got the method of practice from Li Zhen, she did not give up her original practice.

Li Zhen doesn't care about this, everyone has their own choice.

He can only give advice, not influence.

But, when he returned to Yuanjun Temple.

I saw a familiar figure from a distance, but it looked a little blurry in the sunlight.

He was slightly startled.

Then he walked up with heavy steps.

(End of this chapter)