It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 297 Thirty-Sixth Heaven Covenant

"Principal Taoist Gumu, I have met fellow Taoist Li and fellow Taoist Tiehu."

This person smiles lightly, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

Li Qinglin, Centennial Tiehu, and Taoist Gu Mu, the three visions and wills are intertwined and integrated at this moment. They are not separated from each other, but they can be controlled separately. They share the senses and magical powers. It is extremely strange.

The new talent of the century-old iron tree, the imperial seal, can be used as the body of various spiritual plants planted, and then integrated into one of its own spores to possess the spirit.

In the end, a walking figure similar to a puppet can be enlightened.

This talent was beyond Li Qinglin's expectation, it was an unexpected surprise!

"I wonder what's so special about you, what's your ability?"

He looked at Taoist Gumu who was connected to his own self and was his second incarnation.

Li Qinglin suddenly became playful and said seriously.

Li Qinglin looked solemn, pinched the magic formula, and several green wood magic urn Tao rhymes turned into brilliance and floated into the ancient wooden Taoist's body.

Moreover, his physical body is so strong that he can even use his bare hands to take down a second-level magic weapon with a white blade.

Li Qinglin couldn't help but look happy when he looked at the lush green sky, like a fairy in a pot falling into a thousand jungles.

The ripples spread layer by layer, and several arowanas emerged from the water and fell into the water with a splash.

On Taoist Gumu's chest, the root vines rustled toward both sides, revealing an empty space where the [Heavenly Blue Sea Squirt Beast Bone] was integrated.

Taoist Gu Mu is indeed worthy of his Taoist title. His wood magic is extremely exquisite, almost like a natal magical power. Flowers bloom in an instant, and flowers and trees are replaced with ease.

"Then I'll start..."

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist," Li Qinglin said.

Li Qinglin thought for a moment and suddenly remembered something.

Then he took out the [Celestial Green Sea Squirt Beast Bone] from the storage bag. This bone is a rare treasure in the world. It can be used as a basis for the Foundation Establishment monks to achieve the strength of the fake elixir. It naturally contains power far beyond the foundation Establishment's imagination.

Even if a limb is broken or an arm is broken, it only needs to be absorbed and sutured with a few more spiritual plants and spiritual trees to restore it to its original state.

It's just that the cost is huge. One bad move and Mu Taoist will be completely destroyed, but it doesn't matter. It's better to die with a poor Taoist than to die with a fellow Taoist, so just suffer from the ancient Mu Taoist. "

Taoist Gu Mu nodded with a smile.

Behind the two of them, a century-old iron tree swayed in the wind, and the spiritual dew slipped from the branches and leaves, crossed a height of several feet, and fell into the cold pool with a ticking sound.

That's fine, the key is that the self-healing ability is extremely powerful. As long as your feet are on the ground, you can continuously draw energy from the earth's veins from the ground to repair yourself.

If I were to let Mu Taoist go to Yi Mo Valley to explore and obtain the follow-up skills of the Photo of Returning to the Origin and Resurrection of the Soul, I am afraid it would be a little insufficient. "

"The magic power is majestic, not inferior to that of mid- to late-stage foundation-building monks, and the self-healing ability is abnormal... The only flaw is the lack of offensive power.

Li Qinglin nodded, came to Taoist Gumu, and with a wave of his hand, [Celestial Green Sea Squirt Beast Bone] floated down and flew towards Taoist Gumu's mouth.

Half an hour later.

"Although it is limited to the strength of the hundred-year-old iron tree, the Mu Taoist who was sealed by the imperial decree cannot have the strength of the fake elixir. However, if the formation is arranged, the sky blue hibernating bone can be used as the heart energy hub of the Mu Taoist to guide out a trace of [Wind Crystal] The Taoist rhyme of Hai] is probably enough to run rampant in the foundation building period.

Taoist Gu Mu looked straight at Li Qinglin and said,
"Fellow Taoist, please take a look."

Gradually, wisps of terrifying coercion came out of Gu Mu Taoist's body.

……

Spring March.

The snow in Feng County has completely melted, and the feeling of spring is getting stronger. And dozens of miles outside of Feng County, there is a stream, coming from the deep mountains and wilderness, making a bend and gathering in a low-lying place not far from the official road.

The stream, carrying mist, skirted the high cliffs and low hills, bringing with it a hint of the solemnity and coldness of the wilderness.

【Pingyao Creek】

This place has always been a good place for people in Feng County to have a spring outing.

Of course, only the merchants in the outer city and the big families in the inner city can enjoy this leisurely life, and can afford the huge expenses of bringing warriors and their families.

But what no one knows is that on the other side of the Pingyao stream, tens of feet away, the water channel is getting wider and the light is getting brighter. There is a stone room at the bottom of the stream. Several fairy gems are inlaid on the wall, exuding a faint fragrance. light.

The stone room is very simple, with just a flat stone bed cut into the mountain wall. In front of the bed is a futon with a Yin-Yang Bagua pattern.

At this time,
On the futon, there is a brocade man sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, his hands facing the sky, and there is black and white yin and yang in his breath.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up the white clothes, and a faint foundation-building wave came from the man's body.

Su Yunqing opened his eyes suddenly, his face full of joy.

If he hadn't been worried about attracting the attention of spring tourists not far away, he would have even wanted to sing loudly and whistle loudly to soothe the pride in his heart.

"Zhuji, I'm done!!"

Su Yunqing's voice was very clean, but a little astringent. It contained ecstasy, pain, pride, anger, and some exhaustion.

He was born in the Yin Yang Sect, but this sect is almost passed down from generation to generation. His master is also his father, and he is also the only foundation-building monk in the family.

Since childhood, Su Yunqing's world has only been about cultivating immortals.

Spells, alchemy, talisman making, weapon refining, formations...

His father taught him the skills of cultivating immortals as if they were spoon-fed.

It seemed that... something was chasing the Yin Yang Sect from behind, making my father dare not stop.

It wasn't until Su Yunqing's sixteenth year, when his father was about to expire, that he told Su Yunqing the secret that the Yin Yang Sect had inherited for nearly ten thousand years.

It turns out that the Yin Yang Sect is one of the thirty-six caves under the Immortal Dynasty of Changsheng that spanned the entire Huainan Prefecture thousands of years ago: the descendants of the Xuanhun Sect from Kaiyuan to Qing Dynasty.

Thousands of years ago, the country of Dajiang was not yet stable.

Even though there is the behemoth of the Immortal Dynasty, controlled by the power of the God-Transforming Yuanjun, there are still monsters and ghosts emerging in an endless stream, and there are various foreign demons from overseas islands who covet it.

Then he divided the thirty-six caves and signed the "Thirty-Six Heavens Covenant", allowing him to guard the palace on his behalf, eliminate the evil spirits from thousands of miles away, and establish a bright and prosperous world.

It's a pity that people's hearts are fickle, and so are the immortals.

As the God-Transforming Yuanjun of the Immortal Immortal Dynasty soared into the sky, the newly born God-Transforming Yuanjun made drastic changes and tore up the "Thirty-Six Heavens Covenant".

Sweep all the caves from Xuanhun Kaiyuan to Qingzong into the dust of history and kill them all.

Su Zhu, the last sect leader of the Qing sect from Xuanhun Kaiyuan to the Qing Dynasty, was first recruited by the Immortal Dynasty of Changsheng and stayed away from the sect for thirty years, and was ordered to kill the Huangquan ancestor.

When he dragged his seriously injured body back to the sect, what he saw was ruins.

In the end, under the encirclement and suppression of a group of Yuanying True Lords from the Immortal Immortal Dynasty, he died in grief and anger.

Fortunately, before Su Zhu left, he had an ominous premonition on a whim, so he arranged for a bloodline to leave in advance, and used the method of confusing the heavenly secrets to disrupt the connection between this bloodline and Xuanhun Kaiyuan to Qingzong.

This bloodline remained anonymous and passed on with difficulty, eventually evolving into the current Yin Yang Sect.

(End of this chapter)