I have 99 innate treasures

Chapter 295 The Supreme Wishful Treasure Scroll
A wisp of Fu Qingfeng's soul has been traveling day and night since it left the Huangquan Immortal Realm, speeding all the way, almost crossing the territory of China, and only arrived at the hiding place of Liang Qingtian and Liu Ziyu at noon today, floating quietly in the air.

Fu Qingfeng, who was standing on the other side of Liu Ziyu, looked up as if he had noticed something.

When he looked into the eyes of his own soul, many images suddenly flashed rapidly on the surface of his pupils. In an instant, all the information that the soul knew was known to him in just a short moment.

"Zhang Qianren joined the Huangquan Dao Sect?"

"The Taoist of Baihuan was once the Taoist Lord of Baihuan?"

"Does Taoist Baihuan know that we are hiding here with Liu Ziyu?"

As Fu Qingfeng's face changed in shock, this wisp of soul instantly turned into a stream of light emitting a mysterious aura and returned to his body, causing his aura to suddenly increase by about 20%.

Such a sudden change alarmed Liang Qingtian, who was sitting on the other side of Liu Ziyu and was comprehending the great Dao.

He opened his eyes and looked at Fu Qingfeng in surprise and doubt, wondering why the other party's aura suddenly increased so much.

But before he could ask, he heard Fu Qingfeng say in a deep voice: "We can't wait any longer. I just learned that among the cultivators patrolling around and looking for us, there are cultivators from Huangquan Dao Sect."

Liang Qingtian frowned when he heard this. Isn't this a well-known fact?

Since Dayu established the country, he would require disciples from various sects and schools to join some government offices of the court and serve Dayu every few years.

To this day, Dayu has been infiltrated by all the major sects and turned into a sieve.

Of course, all the major sects were also infiltrated by Dayu at the same time.

Fu Qingfeng seemed to know what he was thinking. As soon as he finished the previous sentence, he said in a cold voice: "The Huangquan Dao Sect and I have a grudge. I am worried that they will report the news that we are hiding here to the earthly immortals."

When Liang Qingtian heard what he said, his eyes suddenly flashed and he looked at Fu Qingfeng with gloating. If he could beat Fu Qingfeng, he would probably have laughed out loud.

A few days ago, because he did not collect all the information, Fu Qingfeng's plan to control Liu Ziyu was ruined, and he was often scolded and given the cold shoulder by him.

Fu Qingfeng said in a gloomy voice: "I will take the initiative to apologize to His Majesty after returning to Louwailou. The most important thing now is how to hide from those patrolling monks and escape from here safely."

Liang Qingtian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Leave through the teleportation talisman?"

Fu Qingfeng shook his head. "I've already said last time that this place is still within the imperial city. If the vibration of the teleportation talisman triggers the formation, the five earthly immortals will appear in front of us in an instant. By then, not only will Liu Ziyu fall into Dayu's hands again, but even Louwailou will be found by them through the energy of the teleportation talisman."

"By then, you and I will be blamed for our crimes!"

Liang Qingtian blinked and said, "How about Brother Fu use a ray of his soul to attract their attention?"

After he finished speaking, he added: "Since this matter was caused by Daoist Fellow Fu, it is better to atone for the sin with this merit. When he returns to Louwailou in the future, His Majesty will also forgive Daoist Fellow for this matter."

After hearing this, Fu Qingfeng looked at Liang Qingtian coldly, but this matter was indeed caused by him, so he couldn't say anything. With his eyes flickering, he could only nod with a gloomy face.

Then he straightened his clothes and sat up straight, silently reciting the art of distraction in his mind.

Soon, a translucent illusory figure that looked exactly like him stood up from behind him.

The illusory figure walked to the side and sat cross-legged. After inhaling and exhaling a few breaths of spiritual energy, the figure gradually solidified, and even the body exuded the aura of a spiritual cultivator.

Then, without saying a word, he turned into a beam of light and streaked across the sky. The next moment, thousands of beams of light appeared from all directions and rushed towards the beam of light at an extremely fast speed.

Fu Qingfeng opened his eyes, stood up and grabbed a corner of the iron cage that held Liu Ziyu, and said in a cold voice: "My clone can only deceive them for a while, leave here quickly!"

When Liang Qingtian saw that Fu Qingfeng had indeed created a clone, he didn't say anything more. He stood up and grabbed a corner of the iron cage.

The two men did not dare to fly with swords or in the air, so they could only infuse spiritual energy into their legs, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. They took advantage of the cover of the dense forest and quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests.

At the same time, in the cave on the second floor of Zhuxian Tower;

Qin Mu placed the Jade Disc of Creation against his forehead, comprehending the latest derivation of the "Tai Shang Ruyi Bao Juan" from this innate treasure.

After a moment, he put the Jade Disc of Creation into the Qiankun Realm, sat cross-legged on the side, took out all the forging materials he had on him and placed them aside.

This "Taishang Ruyi Treasure Scroll" which consumed 10 million points of luck to derive is the most exquisite treasure-forging technique Qin Mu has ever seen. It covers everything. In addition to recording the methods of refining instruments, refining spirits, refining the void, and refining seals, it also records a "Taishang Tribulation True Fire" that is not inferior to any of his magical powers.

This kind of true fire is driven by good luck or bad luck. The power and even the properties of the magic weapon forged from it also depend on the consumption of good luck and bad luck, and it will randomly add a characteristic similar to supernatural power to the magic weapon.

Qin Mu recalled the contents of the "Tai Shang Ruyi Bao Juan" and began to mobilize the luck in his body. Through the secret control method recorded in the scroll, he released it from his palms and condensed it into a flame similar to a golden lotus.

Then, he followed the method of controlling fire recorded in the treasure scroll, injected a wisp of his spiritual consciousness into the Supreme Calamity True Fire, and began to control the lotus-shaped flame to change into various shapes.

According to the records in the treasure scroll, the initial flame can be transformed into nine forms, which is the first stage. The flame can be reduced to the limit and then transformed into nine forms, which is the second stage. It can be stretched and expanded to the limit and then transformed into nine forms, which is the third stage.

When you can control the flame and change its size at will, it can be considered a masterpiece.

After Qin Mu recalled these contents, he concentrated on controlling the fist-sized lotus-shaped Supreme Tribulation True Fire and making it change its shape to the same size.

Then the shape of the white lotus flame began to slowly change into the shape of a house.

At this time, the talent of the extreme fire spirit root began to take effect, allowing Qin Mu to easily detect the instabilities inside the white flame and make adjustments.

About half an hour later, a flame outline roughly the same as the shape of the Qin Mansion courtyard gradually formed on his palm.

Qin Mu stared intently at the white flame courtyard and began to control it more finely, making rooms, doors, windows, and even furniture appear in the courtyard.

This was the first time he devoted his whole heart to completing a task, and he unknowingly ignored the passage of time.

After an unknown amount of time, the courtyard came to life. Not only did floor tiles appear in the courtyard, but even the hollow patterns on the windows were visible.

It wasn't until there was nothing left to adjust or change that Qin Mu finally came to his senses.

Only then did he realize that a layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead because he was too nervous.

He held up the fist-sized flaming courtyard with one hand, and used the other hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Then he admired the courtyard carefully with shining eyes, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.

(End of this chapter)