Big dreamer

Chapter 1098 Meeting in the Wind and Cloud at Wuzhuang Temple

"Dream Stone, magical power of time..." Shen Luo's eyes moved, and a wave of waves surged in his heart.

Yuan Tiangang was absolutely right. The magical power of this jade pillow is indeed related to the magical power of dreams and time.

"What I'm good at is just divination and fortune-telling. People in the world spread rumors and always think that I am omnipotent. I may disappoint my little friend. There is nothing I can do about this treasure..." Yuan Tiangang shook his head and said.

"The Imperial Master is too modest. I just asked casually about this matter, please excuse Yuan Imperial Master." Shen Luo frowned, but immediately returned to normal and said with a smile.

"Although I can't repair it, when I just inspected the jade pillow, I made a prediction at the same time and saw an opportunity to repair the jade pillow." Yuan Tiangang suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile.

"Please ask the Imperial Master for advice!" Shen Luo breathed heavily and said with cupped hands.

"The hexagram is not clear. According to the above, you should gain something by going to Wuzhuang Temple." Yuan Tiangang said.

"Wuzhuang Temple!" Shen Luo's eyes moved and he cursed himself for being confused.

"Yes, why did I forget about this old boy Zhen Yuanzi? He has the Sun, Moon and Zhoutian Furnace in his hand. In the dream world, he can even repair the Heavenly Book and the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map. It shouldn't be difficult to repair the jade pillow."

The only trouble now is that in this real world, he and Zhen Yuanzi don't know each other.

However, based on his understanding of Zhen Yuanzi's character and his sincere visit, there is still a slight possibility of success.

"Thank you, Imperial Master, for your guidance. I understand." Shen Luo thanked him again.

"I have no friendship with Zhen Yuanzi. How to persuade him to repair this jade pillow magic weapon for you depends on yourself." Yuan Tiangang said.

"Yes, I will keep your advice in mind, and I will definitely try to repay you in the future." Shen Luo said sternly.

"It's a trivial matter, little friend, don't worry about it." Yuan Tiangang smiled noncommittally, then swayed and disappeared.

Shen Luo immediately put away the jade pillow, sat quietly in the side hall for a while, then went to say goodbye to Cheng Yaojin, and then took out a flying boat and headed towards Wuzhuang Temple.

He summoned the ghost general to control the flying boat. He sat down in the boat and turned over his hands to take out the complete version of the Pure Yang Book. In addition to the Pure Yang Sword Art and the Pure Yang Sword Style, it also recorded a treasure refining method that could The Pure Yang Sword Embryo was upgraded to the level of a magic weapon.

After years of warming and nourishing, the power of the Pure Yang Sword Embryo has become as powerful as ordinary magic weapons. However, the previous Chunyang Book only contained content about refining the sword embryo and warming it up. There was no record of how to upgrade it into a magic weapon. Pure Yang The power of the sword embryo is always limited.

Originally, Shen Luo was not in a hurry to advance to the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, but now that his body is infected by demonic energy, he needs the power of Pure Yang to protect his body and save his life. The Demon-Slaying Remnant Sword alone may not be able to do everything. If he can use the Pure Yang Sword If the embryo is promoted to a magic weapon, it will be more certain to suppress the demonic energy in the body.

Shen Luo's consciousness sank into the jade slip, and he carefully examined the treasure refining method inside, and his face suddenly became uncertain.

"It's actually advanced like this..."

The method of refining this pure Yang sword embryo is unique, and now the advanced method is completely different from ordinary magic weapons. It needs to use the pure Yang energy of the sword embryo itself to polish and refine it bit by bit to transform it into Pure Yang Restriction is very similar to sword sharpening and requires a lot of time.

"Forget it, it will take longer. With the Demon-Slaying Remnant Sword here, it should be enough to suppress the demonic energy in the body." Shen Luo's expression quickly returned to calm.

He raised his hand to impose a layer of restrictions around the flying boat, summoned the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, and began to refine it with the secret formula.

Waves of golden light rose up from the Pure Yang Sword Embryo. As he kneaded the sword, it gradually transformed into golden marks that merged into the interior of the sword embryo.

The method of sacrificial refining of the Pure Yang Sword Embryo is very complicated, which is one of the reasons why it takes a long time to upgrade the magic weapon.

However, Shen Luo's cultivation in the dreamland has reached the realm of Heavenly Lord, so this sacrificial refining method is only a piece of cake for him.

He pinched his hands quickly, and more and more golden marks were condensed, as if countless raindrops were integrated into the sword embryo. The pure Yang power contained in the Pure Yang sword embryo continued to refine, and formed looming restrictions.

The golden light of the sword embryo gradually became condensed, and the aura gradually became stronger, but the speed of improvement was too slow.

According to the records on the jade slips, it takes at least one year to refine each level of Pure Yang Restriction, and it takes at least twenty years to refine seventeen levels of Restriction.

Shen Luo didn't pay attention and continued to perform the rituals.

Wuzhuang Temple is located in Hezhou, Xiniu. When Shen Luo and Chan'er traveled west together, they passed by nearby and knew its specific location.

A few days later, he traveled day and night and arrived near Wuzhuang Temple.

The outer pool of Wuzhuang Temple is wide, the trees have long shadows, the rocks are cracked with moss and flowers are broken, the palace inside the temple is extremely dense and purple, and the towers are misty and colorful. It is truly a blessed land of Lingshan, not inferior to Mount Putuo.

There is a stele on the left side of the mountain gate. There are ten big characters on the stele, which are "Wanshou Mountain is a blessed place, Wuzhuang is a cave to the sky." Next to the stele is a very long staircase leading to the mountain gate above.

Shen Luo did not land directly in front of Wuzhuang Temple, but five miles away from the mountain gate and walked there to show respect.

At this moment, three rays of light flew past his head and headed straight for Wuzhuang Temple.

Although the escape light is very fast, Shenluo's spiritual consciousness is very powerful, and he can identify the monks among them at a glance. They are three monks in gray robes. Judging by their clothes, they are not disciples of Wuzhuang Temple.

The three of them are not weak in cultivation, and they are all Mahayana monks.

The three people landed directly at the Wuzhuang Guanshan Gate and quickly entered.

"Look at the clothes of the three people, they seem to be cultivators from the Tianshan Sect in the Western Regions." Shen Luo judged their origins from their clothes.

Then, there was a whistling sound in the sky, and two more escape lights flew over and landed outside the Wuzhuang Temple, revealing two people in black robes, who did not look like disciples of the Wuzhuang Temple.

"Why did so many cultivators from other sects come to the Wuzhuang Temple?" Shen Luo's eyes flashed with confusion, and he quickened his pace and soon arrived outside the Wuzhuang Temple.

At this moment, another huge escape light shot from a distance, and in the blink of an eye it arrived nearby, revealing the figure of a red-robed monk.

Shen Luo's face changed slightly. This person turned out to be a true immortal cultivator, holding a golden bowl in one hand and a green cane in the other. Both of them were radiant with spiritual light, and it was obvious that their grade was not low.

The red-robed monk nodded slightly to Shen Luo, fell towards the Wuzhuang Temple below, handed a green invitation to a Taoist boy guarding the gate, and soon entered the mountain gate.

"Invitation? Is there a celebration going on in the temple?" Shen Luo's eyes moved, and just as he was about to look down, he suddenly stopped and turned to look behind him.

I saw a long blue rainbow appear in the sky, with clouds surging around it. Wherever it passed, it was covered with dark clouds, thunder roared, and the momentum was terrifying.

The long blue rainbow came closer in a few breaths, revealing a young man in golden armor, who was an old acquaintance of Shen Luo, Ao Hong from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.