Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Time passes quietly.

One year!

Two years!

Five years!

…

This day.

The main peak of the dojo is inside Qingjing Palace.

It's finally almost finished. This method of making clones is really complicated. No wonder my uncle told me to be extremely careful when making sacrifices to make clones.

A slightly aged voice suddenly sounded.

Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes, a look of exhaustion flashed in his eyes.

in front of him.

A nine-aperture stone body that is about half a foot high is filled with extremely rich vitality. At the same time, there is a trace of undetectable sacred energy lingering around, as if telling the extraordinary within.

From time to time, strands of thick yellow fairy light hang down from the stone body.

The moment when the fairy light touches the ground.

It was like a sudden tremor.

Wutu Xuanhuang Immortal Light! I didn't expect this guy to have awakened such a powerful talent before he was successfully refined.

It really deserves its name as an innate divine embryo.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but recall the introduction of Uncle Lingfang, and a hint of expectation arose in his heart.

Although this innate nine-aperture stone fetus is no longer innate and sacred after it is taken away from the world that gave birth to it, after all, it was born extraordinary and will definitely be able to refine a powerful clone.

Can't say.

His fighting power might even be better than his own.

It doesn’t seem right to say this, since both of them are themselves anyway.

Suddenly.

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed, as if he suddenly recalled something.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.

correct!

He had previously thought that after the sermon was over, he would go and see if he could bring out Master Ying from Xiaoxu Tian of All Gods. Unexpectedly, he was so busy refining the clone that he forgot about it.

After all, he had promised to others.

and.

Now he seems to have become a true disciple. Logically speaking, it should be someone with authority.

Think of this.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but glance at the stone tire in front of him.

next moment.

A chaotic seal with a faint purple color appeared from the center of his eyebrows.

The moment the Tao Seal appears.

Zhang Jing felt that his mind was connected to a vast world, which seemed to be real and illusory, and seemed to exist and not exist. There is a huge and indifferent consciousness entrenched in it, high and boundless, with the supreme god supreme.

He had a thought.

In an instant, his thoughts of taking away the fairy spirit of Wan Shen Xiao Xu Tian were fed back to that majestic consciousness.

Subsequently.

Before Zhang Jing could react, a piece of information popped into his mind.

Not long after.

Zhang Jing opened his eyes and couldn't help but reveal a smile that made him laugh or cry.

A true disciple only needs three million luck. After paying for the luck, you can take it away at will? Is it so straightforward?

Three million fortunes are nothing, but this kind of life actually needs to enter the Ten Thousand Gods Little Void Heaven in person? Taiyi Pavilion?

He suddenly understood.

It turns out that Taiyi Pavilion also has the function of connecting to the Immortal World of Flowing Light.

No wonder the Taoist sect wants to set up Taiyi Pavilion in every area of ​​Qingxiaoxuan Tomorrow.

The next moment.

Zhang Jing's mind communicated with Liuguang Fairyland again.

All of a sudden.

Hundreds of thousands of densely packed light points, bright or dark, appear in the perception.

His consciousness couldn't help but probe towards one of the bright spots, and soon he discovered that it was a world similar to the Little Void Sky of Ten Thousand Gods that he had entered.

The familiar staircase to the sky, the familiar phantom of the spiritual god.

The only difference.

The environment and even the distributed demon spirits in each level of Xutian were different from what he had experienced before.

And at this moment.

This side of Ten Thousand Gods Xiaoxu Tian is very lively.

Thousands of young figures shuttled through it, either climbing the stairs to the sky, hunting demon spirits, or practicing in seclusion, all of which happened at once.

In Xiaoxu Tian, ​​when it comes to the path to immortality and the opportunity to enter the upper world, no one dares to slack off.

finally.

Zhang Jing's eyes gently fell on a man standing proudly

I really miss the Little Void Sky of Ten Thousand Gods opened by one side. Tsk,

He thought to himself.

There was a trace of nostalgia on his face.

The scene of the previous invasion of Wanshen Xiaoxutian is still vivid in my mind, but almost fifty years have passed without realizing it.

How time flies!

Come to your senses.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

A certain moment.

Zhang Jing's eyes suddenly lit up.

Finally found it!

His thoughts returned to reality instantly.

After a while.

Master, are you looking for me?

Han Sheng appeared quietly in front of Zhang Jing, bowed and asked respectfully.

Hansheng, please go to Taiyi Pavilion in Wanfengyuan on behalf of me, and pick up a white cloud fairy named 'Master Ying' from Wan Shen Xiaoxu Tian No. 1385 who guards the Wan Shen Treasure House. Let’s go to the Shushan Dojo. I have already paid for the relevant luck, so you can just go there.”

When that guy arrives at the dojo, let Bing Leng settle him down. From then on, he will be considered a member of our dojo.

Zhang Jing ordered in a warm voice.

Hansheng knows.

After saying that, Han Sheng's figure disappeared.

In situ.

Zhang Jing closed his eyes again.

The spiritual consciousness came out of the body and went straight into the nine-aperture stone body in front of him.

The life fluctuations of the stone fetus become more and more intense.

At a certain moment, as if a certain barrier had been broken through, an extremely thick and vast aura began to grow rapidly.

…

…

Within the Ten Thousand Gods Xiaoxu Tian.

Hua Hua——

The sound of hard blocks rubbing against each other resounded throughout the entire space, as if it would never stop.

In fact.

Indeed, this voice almost never stopped.

It has been ringing continuously for fifty years!

Master Ying looked at the side he had just put together with burning eyes, his big eyes filled with the light of happiness.

It's only been 50 years, but we've already done a good job. It's really amazing!

There are five more sides.

He clasped his fingers and an excited expression appeared on his face.

That means it will take another five and a half years before we can put this thing together, hahaha!

For a while.

The clear and loud laughter covered up the sound of the friction of the 'block'.

But the next moment.

boom! boom! boom!

A series of banging sounds on the door suddenly sounded.

Can you please stop arguing? You're so annoying! After fifty years, can you calm down for a while, even just for a few breaths? Can you die if you let us have a good sleep?

Young Master shouted angrily and loudly outside the door.

Master Ying's laughter stopped abruptly.

…

…

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Tuk Tuk!

A soft knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Hear sounds.

Master Ying instantly stopped what he was doing, and immediately shouted aggrievedly toward the door:

We have already kept our voices down, why are you still not satisfied?

However.

There was no unexpected yelling from the young adult, and he was still answered with a gentle knock on the door.

One sound after another.

That guy Xiaoyou, can't you bear it anymore and want to take action against us? Zhang Jing said that barking dogs don't bite, and biting dogs don't bark.

Master Ying's expression changed and he timidly muttered to himself.

The more I think about it, the more I think it's possible.

Look, Xiaoyou used to yell, but now it's better.

Hey, just stop talking.

This is obviously an attempt to give Master Ying a hard blow!

hateful! I just had a little quarrel, so why did I treat him like this?

No, Zhang Jing said, strike first to gain advantage, strike later to suffer disaster.

Gudong~

Master Ying swallowed anthropomorphically and walked cautiously towards the door. A thick mace suddenly appeared in his hand. He didn't know where it came from.

Crunch——

The moment the door opens.

Wow, Xiaoyou, you are bullying the spirit too much, let's fight with you!

Master Ying let out a strange scream and swung the stick out.

He estimated the height, and this time he should hit the guy right in the face.

hey-hey!

Master Ying couldn't help laughing when he thought of the sight of Xiaoyou getting slapped in the face by him.

However.

Accompanied by a 'ding' sound.

Master Ying felt as if his club had hit something indestructible. The terrifying force of the shock caused the mace to fly backwards.

It's broken. It didn't hit Xiaoyou's biting dog!

Master Ying's smile condensed on his face.