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Chapter 982: What did you do?

"Don't be so nervous. I just want to ask, where is Shangqing Tianzun now?" Chen Muyu asked.

Jin Jiao paused, "Brother, I can't answer your question. After the Great War of Chanjie, Shangqing Tianzun retired. Maybe, probably, he might be practicing in seclusion outside the Thirty-three Heavens, or maybe... In Biyou Palace..."

"Where is it thirty-three days ago? Where is Biyou Palace?" Chen Muyu then asked.

Jin Jiao said, "Thirty-three days away is the highest latitude space of the immortal world. It is filled with the violent energy of chaos. If you don't reach the Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm, you dare not enter at all. Even if the Da Luo Jin Immortal has insufficient cultivation, it will be easy to enter. Lost!”

"Have you been there?" Chen Muyu asked.

Jinjiao nodded, "Teacher has a palace thirty-three days away. Of course I have been there, but Teacher always leads the way."

Chen Muyu nodded slightly, "What about Biyou Palace?"

Jinjiao continued, "Biyou Palace is on Ling'ao Island. After the Great War of Chanjie, Ling'ao Island disappeared from the fairy world. Some people said it was lost overseas, while others said that the Heavenly Lord of the Shangqing Dynasty moved it to Sanya. Thirteen days away!”

Chen Muyu touched his chin. He hadn't hung up his beard for many days, but now he could pick it up.

"Senior brother asked these questions, do you want to see Shangqing Tianzun?" Jin Jiao asked.

Chen Muyu came to his senses, "Why, can you let me see him?"

Jin Jiao laughed dryly, "Senior brother is joking, I don't have that ability!"

Then ask a whistleblower.

Chen Muyu gave him a look, and Jinjiao said sarcastically.

"I heard that there is a Sanqing Palace thirty-three days away. Have you ever been there?" Chen Muyu asked again.

Jinjiao touched his forehead. He didn't know where his senior brother heard it from, and immediately said, "Of course, Yinjiao and I served the teacher in the Sanqing Palace back then, and we left after the interpretation..."

"Really? When will you take me to see it?" Chen Muyu said casually.

Jinjiao laughed dryly, "Senior brother, I don't have that ability. With my current cultivation level, although I won't perish after entering the thirty-three days, I will definitely lose my way..."

"Okay, okay!"

Chen Muyu interrupted him, "Xiao Jinjiao, I'm not telling you that you can't do anything small. I don't know whether you are really incapable of it or not. I am so disappointed..."

Jin Jiao said calmly, "Senior brother, if you want to go to Thirty-Three Heavens, you can find senior brother Xuandu..."

"Xuandu?"

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows. As a sworn brother, he still only hears his name but never sees him.

Jin Jiao said, "Senior Brother Xuandu is already a strong man in the middle and late stages of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Realm. Ask him to take you to Sanqing Palace and let him do it!"

Chen Muyu touched the beard on his chin.

"But not now, senior brother, in the next half month, please take care of the Nine Continents Ancestral Line..." Jin Jiao added.

Chen Muyu patted him on the shoulder, "Should I say it or not? Your verbosity is on par with that of Tang Sanzang from Buddhism."

Jin Jiao laughed dryly. He originally wanted to ask Chen Muyu why he wanted to go to Sanqing Palace, but now he wisely closed his mouth to avoid being accused of talking too much.

…

In the following time, Chen Muyu has been practicing, but the progress is not particularly smooth.

Skill is constantly accumulating, but the realm is always growing at a rapid pace.

Although this kind of speed is still terrifying compared to ordinary people, Chen Muyu is not satisfied.

What he wants is to eat a big fat man in one bite.

It sounds unrealistic, but it's not impossible.

The cultivation of the Twelve Golden Immortals is all within myself. Now that I have reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, if I want to break through to a higher realm, the top three flowers of the Twelve Golden Immortals should come in handy, right?

In the dantian, the thirty-sixth grade ice lotus held in Yuanying's hand is the three flowers on the top of the Twelve Golden Immortals. It can be said to have gathered all the cultivation of the Twelve Golden Immortals during the Great War of Interpretation.

It can almost be regarded as the cultivation level of the twelve Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm peak monks. It is said that the twelve Golden Immortals combined back then were almost invincible in the Hunyuan Realm. Together, the twelve people could even compete with the strong men in the early Hunyuan Realm.

One can imagine how powerful this is.

However, Chen Muyu still doesn't know how to use the power in the ice lotus.

Although Nascent Soul held it in his hand, it now looked like it was just a piece of decoration.

At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, Chen Muyu sat cross-legged in front of the mountain wall, his mind sinking into Nascent Soul, and he carefully felt the ice lotus in his hand.

This thing was ice cold. Yuanying tried to take a bite. It was quite hard and a bit harsh on the teeth.

The system scanned it and found that the price was too expensive and the system temporarily refused to recycle it.

Oh, this is the first time this has happened to me.

However, Chen Muyu didn't expect to recycle it. After all, he could think of how rare this thing was with his toes.

Xuanyuan Gong was running, mobilizing the chaotic energy cultivated by Yun, and Chen Muyu directly injected it into the ice lotus.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but in a daze, Chen Muyu felt that a leaf of the ice lotus shone slightly with golden light.

"Does this thing still need to be cultivated?" Chen Muyu was a little suspicious that the lotus flower had not fully grown yet.

Immediately, Chen Muyu mobilized the chaotic energy in his body and directed it towards the ice lotus.

I can feel that there is indeed a change, but the change is not obvious.

Chen Muyu hesitated for a moment, then separated a little of the chaos essence in his body and injected it into the lotus.

Now, it's obvious.

One of the flowers and leaves bloomed with a faint purple-gold color.

That is the color of Chaos Essence.

It's very light, but noticeable enough.

It seems that it needs the essence of chaos to nourish it.

It's a pity that I have just broken through the realm of Da Luo Jinxian, and there is not much chaos essence in my body. This thing can only be produced by the concentration and qualitative transformation of the chaos energy.

It seems that the next training must focus on the cultivation of the essence of chaos.

…

Five days later, with the help of the Jiuzhou Ancestral Veins, Chen Muyu had stored enough Chaos Essence, and the first flower and leaf of the Thirty-Sixth Grade Ice Lotus had completely turned purple-gold.

Chen Muyu's mind sank into Nascent Soul, and he reached out and picked off the leaf.

The melon is ripe and the stem falls.

Put the leaves in your mouth and they melt in your mouth.

A massive amount of purple-gold energy surged out, pouring crazily into Chen Muyu's dantian.

horrible!

All the essence of chaos.

Chen Muyu was caught off guard and almost didn't react.

Quickly use Xuanyuan Gong to absorb this terrifying power.

…

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Muyu woke up and when he opened his eyes, he saw a face in front of him.

Jin Jiao was looking at him eagerly.

"Why are you looking at me?" Chen Muyu asked.