Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"There are actually three hundred wisps of acquired purple energy. It really gave me a surprise. Fellow Taoist is affected."

Inside Qingjing Palace.

Zhang Jing sat on the futon and said with a warm smile, a little apologetic in his tone.

In his palm, wisps of acquired purple energy kept shuttling in the air like a dragon, and the mysterious radiance that came out reflected the entire quiet room in lavender.

Zhang Jing could even think with his heels that he could use Dogen Qingyun to smelt so much acquired purple energy in just a few years, and the Houtu clone would definitely not have a moment's rest.

Otherwise, according to his estimation, it would be quite difficult to obtain two hundred wisps of acquired purple energy this time.

You must know that in the meantime, in order to meet Qing Yunxian, the other party went to the Yellow Beast Domain of Nanchanxianzhou.

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite." Houtu's clone smiled gently.

The words just fell.

Then a ray of golden light flew out from the void behind Zhang Jing, landed on the ground, and turned into a three-legged divine crow. Then in just a moment, the divine crow transformed into a tall and tall young man.

The man's face is almost exactly the same as Zhang Jing's, but his temperament is more majestic, violent and wanton.

The other party just stood there, like a brilliant sun blooming with infinite brilliance, which no one dared to ignore.

This is

"Our fate is all tied to your body. Such pretentious words will make other Taoist friends laugh at you."

As soon as the Golden Crow Taoist body appeared, he scolded him unceremoniously, as if he was very dissatisfied with Zhang Jing's gentle attitude as his true body.

Hear the words.

The Houtu clone couldn't help but glance at Zhang Jing, his eyes seemed to ask: Is this fellow Taoist Jinwu definitely the Taoist body you gave birth to?

The next moment.

"Houtu has met fellow Taoist."

"Aren't fellow Taoists in seclusion in the Great Sun Realm?"

Zhang Jing and Houtu's clones looked at the Golden Crow Dao Shen at the same time and said in unison.

"I've met Daoist Fellow Houtu."

The Golden Crow Taoist body first nodded slightly towards the Houtu clone, then walked directly to Zhang Jing and said carelessly:

"Brother Taoist, don't you want to use the jade talisman to turn the acquired purple energy back to the innate? I came out specially to observe."

"Haha, if that's the case," Zhang Jing's eyes flickered slightly, "then I agree with fellow Taoist, let's start now. To be honest, I am also very curious about how the jade talisman reverses the acquired state into the innate state."

"good!"

"Very good."

The Golden Crow Taoist body and the Houtu avatar nodded in agreement, with a flash of curiosity on their faces.

Not long after.

Zhang Jing opened his eyes and his eyes became calm.

The breath on his body has calmed down.

His eyes dropped to the wisp of acquired purple energy in front of him, and then his mind moved to communicate with the jade talisman that was as stable as a mountain in Niwan Palace.

With a 'buzz' sound, only four points of five points of merit were left in an instant. At the same time, a strange wave followed Zhang Jing's gaze and went straight into the wisp of acquired purple energy.

The mysterious and mysterious creation energy spread out instantly, tightly surrounding the three-foot area around the acquired purple energy, forming a looming cocoon.

one day!

Two days!

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As time passed by, the purple light inside the cocoon shrank to an imperceptible trace, and the flickering aura became purer.

Zhang Jing and the others stared at the cocoon in front of them, not even looking away for a moment.

finally.

Accompanied by a very weak sound of bubbles bursting, a brilliant purple light burst out from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and endless innate opportunities also poured out like a tide.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

"Is this the innate purple energy, the rare treasure that monks use to understand the laws of the great road? It is really extraordinary."

Jinwu Daoshen stared blankly at the trace of innate purple energy that kept appearing in the void, and murmured in his mouth.

Just through this trace of purple energy, he seemed to see the path of the sun that filled the sky and the earth, shining in all directions, eternally hot, and majestic.

"If I have enough innate purple energy, maybe I can quickly complete the way of the sun and transform into a true innate sun god, controlling the power of the sun."

He licked his lips, a look of desire flashing in his eyes.

A nearly identical expression also appeared on the face of the Houtu clone at this moment, but that trace of desire only lasted for a short moment before quietly disappearing.

The Houtu clone knows that this process consumes so much resources and luck that it may not be enough to fill several worlds.

At least, you have to wait until the main body is promoted to the Hedao realm, and then all the thirty-six Tao bodies plus yourself step into the Hedao and fully exert the power of the innate sacred essence in the body before you can plan this matter.

And they have one and only one thing at the moment: to complete the dharma of the emperor in the Jade Tower and Xuanqiong of the Thirty-Six Heavens of Taiyi.

The moment when the Dharma is complete, it is the time when the deity unites all the ways, transforms into the One, and reaches the realm of unity.

Right now.

A figure slowly approached.

"Master, the time you said before is up -" Han Sheng reminded in a low voice, but just halfway through his words, his voice got stuck in his throat unconsciously.

Three looks that were either gentle, violent, or heavy fell on him.

It actually made Han Sheng feel suffocated for no reason.

It was as if the people sitting in the room were not three masters, but three ancient behemoths. In this moment, life and death could not be controlled by themselves.

next moment.

Zhang Jing, who was in the middle, smiled, as if the sun was shining through the clouds and melting the fog, and the pressure on Han Sheng suddenly disappeared.

"I understand, please go down first."

"Yes, sir."

Han Sheng respectfully stepped back to the door, then turned around and tiptoed towards the outside of the palace, not daring to make the slightest sound.

After a few breaths.

Han Sheng stopped, turned his head, and stared at the magnificent Qingjing Palace behind him with an extremely complicated gaze.

A trace of sadness suddenly arose in his heart.

Unconsciously, the master's strength has completely surpassed him.

Han Sheng had actually predicted this, but he didn't expect that this moment would come so early.

You have to know that I have only been following the master for a few years.

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Roar--

A shrill roar shook all directions, and the sound waves twisted the air into transparent ripples one after another, rolling towards the surroundings at extremely high speeds.

Subsequently.

A ray of green sword light flashed past.

The deafening roar suddenly disappeared.

next moment.

Sound waves, the earth, the wild ancient forest, ancient beasts... everything in front of Zhang Jing began to slowly separate to both sides.

On the smooth and mirror-like cut surface, the sharp sword intent is hard to dissipate for a long time.

Zhang Jing waved slightly, and the ancient beast in the distance and a piece of divine iron under the ancient beast were captured by the magic power, and then turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the cuffs.

At this moment, the mana aura surging from his body had suddenly reached the Dharma Realm.

"The forbidden ancient forest in the deepest part of the downstream seems to be nothing more than that. Why don't we just go to the middle reaches of the Zhou River to take a look?"

He thought secretly.

After all, for me, who has now reached the threshold of the Hedao Realm, it is too much of a waste of time to continue searching for opportunities downstream.

etc! I seem to have forgotten something.

"By the way, Hedao Trade Fair."

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes, and then he saw him shaking his head: "It's probably started now. It's probably too late to go back. Forget it, let's go directly to the midstream area."

"This Zhou River is really weird, and the passage of time is extremely chaotic."

but……

Zhang Jing seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes flickered.

Shadow Pavilion!

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"In Guanying Pavilion, as long as there are creatures still in the secret realm, there is no legend that they can't find them."

"Stupid cow, you are dead now! I was caught and imprisoned by the immortal city guards for so long. I am not a villain if I don't take revenge. Grandpa, I must step back!"

In a quiet alley.

A little man about three feet tall who still had a faint cow hoof mark on his forehead stretched out a small foot and kicked hard into the air, and then muttered to himself viciously.

After venting.

He raised his head unconsciously and stared intently at the small shop that looked simple and rundown, without even a signboard.

If the information dealer hadn't repeatedly sworn the oath before coming, he wouldn't have believed it even if he was killed, but the famous Shadow Pavilion was actually here.

There was little hesitation.

The villain climbed up the steps with difficulty, then climbed over the threshold, and his figure slowly disappeared into the shadows.

He didn't dare to use his magic power to fly in.

After all, if Juying Pavilion considers it as offensive and provocative, he will be dead.

Not long after.

in the room.

"Sir, we want to find a person. No, it's a cow. That's not quite right. Anyway, it's the specific trace of a minotaur. This is the prescribed reward."

The three-foot man carefully handed the storage bag in his hand to the old woman's hand, and then handed over the jade slip that recorded the target's aura and appearance.

"Find someone?"

The old woman confirmed again lazily.

She opened her mouth, and an indescribable smell spewed out, and the room was instantly dyed with a smooth yellow-green color.

"Yes, my lord."

The three-foot-tall man nodded his head like garlic, with an extremely well-behaved expression on his face, as if he didn't notice the smelly breath coming out of the old woman's mouth.

"Okay, pick it up in three days."

The old woman threw the jade slip behind her.

On the ground, the shadows flowed like water, directly swallowing the jade slip.

Then, as if he had discovered something, he saw the old woman's neck lengthening little by little, turning into a fleshy python holding the old head, and little by little she came closer to the three-foot-old man on the ground, and asked quietly:

"Little one, you have a nose, why don't you breathe?"

The green and greasy smell sprayed on his face, but the three-foot-old man could no longer smell the fishy smell.

Now he only felt wrapped in a terrifying chill, his body was stiff and he couldn't move even a little bit.

"Sir...Sir, I have been practicing the inner breath method since I was a child, so I don't breathe much on weekdays. I hope you can forgive me."

The three-foot-old man opened his eyes wide and trembled while telling lies, with an expression on his face that he was about to cry.

Damn it!

The information dealer didn't mention that there was such a thing.

"Oh, really, let me see—"

The old woman said sadly, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the sound of light footsteps.

"who?"

The old woman retracted her neck, turned around and looked around, and found a slender figure wearing a green robe and carrying a fairy sword standing at the door.

His eyes then moved upward.

A young and immature face with a half-smiling expression burst into view.

"It's you!"

The old woman couldn't help shouting.

She recognized Zhang Jing instantly.

But... is that possible? That was the pursuit of a majestic Earth Immortal. Why did this person seem to be unscathed?

Even if an Earth Immortal comes to save him later, the time between the two is enough for a small Dharma Realm monk to die eight hundred times.

"Tell me, how did you find my whereabouts?"

Zhang Jing covered his mouth and nose and said in an indifferent voice:

"If you can't give me a satisfactory answer today, there will be no need for the Shadow Pavilion in the Initial Immortal City to exist."

While talking.

Zhang Jing waved his hand gently, and a large amount of clouds emerged from everywhere in the void, sweeping away the stinking smell that filled the room.

And the other side.

The three-foot-tall man's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he immediately looked at Zhang Jing aside with an incredulous look.

Did you hear it correctly?

Someone actually dares to threaten Guanying Pavilion?

"Zhang Jing, right? Who do you think you are, an earthly immortal? How dare a little Dharma minister threaten Guiying Pavilion, my original fairy city?"

The old woman's expression froze at first, and then she said in a cold tone.

The voice fell.

rustle!

Black-robed figures carrying the peak power of the Dharma appeared in every corner one after another, surrounding Zhang Jing in an instant, leaving no gaps.

In the alley outside, figures in black robes also appeared.

The murderous air machines are connected together.

"It's... it's over."

The three-foot-tall man's legs trembled, and a hint of despair appeared on his face uncontrollably.

"To say it, or not to say it?"

Zhang Jing seemed unaware of the changes around him. He just raised his eyelids lightly and looked directly at the old woman's cloudy pupils with indifferent eyes.

"Tsk, tsk, you'd better care about yourself."

The old woman said sarcastically, then waved her hand.

In an instant, figures in black robes rushed towards Zhang Jing one after another.

The rich, cold murderous intent and the majestic power fluctuations were all compressed in this room that was only five feet long and wide.

Formation patterns lit up.

In the eyes of the old woman, Zhang Jing was unable to escape and avoid at this time. There is no other way but to perish.

A faint smile appeared on her streaked cheeks, and she said in a hoarse voice:

"Being able to survive the hands of an Earth Immortal doesn't mean you are an Earth Immortal."

However.

Before the old woman's smile could fully unfold, it froze uncontrollably on her face.

Zheng!

With a sword cry, a ray of green sword light appeared, illuminating the room occupied by shadows.

next moment.

"ah!!!"

The sword light spread slowly, and the figures in black robes were cut into two pieces while wailing. They were piled on the ground in layers, squirming and looking extremely painful.

Some people want to become shadows, trying to connect their two halves of the body. It's a pity that the terrifying sword intent is like a tarsal bone, tightly entangled in these people's bodies, even if it turns into a shadow, they can't get rid of it.

"Hey, there are so many people out there, there are quite a few of you."

Zhang Jing grinned, then walked out the door with his sword in hand.

Just for a moment.

Continuous screams came one after another again.

In this way, Zhang Jing chopped from the east end to the west end of the alley, and then from the west end to the east end. He didn't know how long it took. Anyway, as soon as he felt warmed up, there was no one standing around.

And at this moment.

The old woman's face was pale and all the blood was gone. Especially when she saw the corpses in black robes crisscrossing the ground, her scalp exploded.

Hedao realm!

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Tread——

As soon as Zhang Jingfu entered the room, he saw the old woman kneeling on the ground with a plop, tremblingly begging for mercy:

"Please show mercy, sir. What do you want to know? I... the old woman must tell you everything. In addition, as long as you promise not to kill the old woman, the old woman will tell you a great opportunity."

"Oh, what a great opportunity?"

Zhang Jing stared at each other with interest.

"That's right, sir, it's about opening up the talisman. As you are, it's no longer necessary for the old woman to say more about how precious it is to open up the talisman."

The old woman hurriedly explained, fearing that if she spoke too late, the other party would kill her.

"Open the talisman!"

Zhang Jing asked word for word, his face filled with seriousness.

Although he didn't know much about the opening of magical talismans, he also knew that this top-notch rare treasure unique to the Zhouji River would cause a bloody storm every time it appeared, and even some immortals would personally end it.

Nothing else.

Because getting the opening talisman means having a chance to obtain the legendary innate spiritual treasure.