Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The old woman lay on the corpse and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, with a strong look of confidence flashing across her face.

Zhang Jing's performance just now let her know that the other party really knew what the Opening Talisman was, so he naturally understood its value.

In this way, he would not have to die.

After all, she would never believe that there were monks in the world who were not interested in innate spiritual treasures.

No matter how small the hope of getting it is, as long as there is even the slightest possibility, you will definitely be willing to risk everything for it.

That is an innate spiritual treasure, born at the beginning of the opening of Hongmeng, a great world of Yifang, and a terrifying existence that carries the great avenue of Yifang!

If he recognizes his master, he will live a long and happy life.

Think of this.

The old woman couldn't help but secretly raise her head, as if she wanted to see Zhang Jing's excited expression, but... what greeted her was a pair of eyes filled with deep light.

It was as if making ordinary people crazy about opening magical talismans could not stir up trouble in the heart of the owner of these eyes.

"How can it be?"

The old woman felt a sense of disbelief in her heart.

"Location?"

Zhang Jing asked calmly.

At this moment, his face had already returned to its initial calmness.

It's not that Zhang Jing doesn't take the news seriously, it's just that he knows it very well.

Even an old woman in the Dharma Realm knows that either there are many monks who know this and the news has spread, or the talisman is currently in a terrifying and dangerous place, making it difficult for ordinary people to enter, let alone get it.

No matter what the possibility is, unless you are extremely lucky, the chance of obtaining this opening talisman is almost non-existent.

"But if it's convenient, you can go and watch the excitement. After all, what if it happens?"

Zhang Jingpo thought with some reluctance.

If the main body's cultivation level breaks through to the Hedao realm, then this time there is no need to fight for anything.

But the strength is not enough!

the other side.

After hearing Zhang Jing's voice, the old woman was stunned for a moment, and then like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, she told all the news she knew in one breath.

"The opening talisman is in the middle reaches of the Zhou River, but no one knows its specific location. We only know that it is in the hands of a human race."

"Now the real immortals in the middle reaches are crazy. They want to turn every area upside down. It is said that there are even people squatting at the exit."

"Sir, this old woman only knows so much. I hope you will spare her life!"

The old woman stared at Zhang Jing expectantly, her eyes filled with longing.

Looks extremely pitiful.

There was no concealment in her words.

Because the old woman knew very well that in the face of such a true immortal-level existence that had understood the laws of the great road and united the heaven and earth, any cunning means would undoubtedly be seeking death.

The only thing he can count on is the other person's compassion.

This sounds ridiculous, and it sounds even more ridiculous, but it is a bloody fact, a lesson learned through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"The middle reaches of the Zhou River are just right."

"By the way, how did you confirm my whereabouts?"

The old woman's body was shaken, and then she answered truthfully without thinking:

"Reporting to you, sir, we have placed hidden objects in various areas. With the secret method of locking breath for thousands of miles in the Shadow Pavilion and the magic power of retroactive imaging, we can quickly find out your specific location."

"only--"

"But what?"

"The secret agents who were responsible for tracking your aura once reported that your aura is difficult to lock on, and it comes and goes."

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed.

This should be due to the invisible gathering and dispersion of the innate cloud body.

In this case, if Guiying Pavilion wants to find his traces in the future, it will not be as easy as before.

He couldn't help but smile slightly.

To look back and take a picture, to lock your breath for thousands of miles, you must have a shadow and breath.

After asking clearly.

Zhang Jing could simply turn around and walk to the other end of the fairy city, where there was an ancient road leading to the middle reaches of the Zhou River.

And in situ.

Huhu - finally survived.

The old woman couldn't help but have a look of surviving a disaster on her face, and then, a trace of imperceptible resentment flashed from her eyes.

"The Guiying Pavilion in the Initial Immortal City is now destroyed, but Zhang Jing..." She carefully glanced at the cyan figure that was about to disappear from the corner of the alley with the corner of her eye, "Just wait, this matter is not over yet. !”

Just when the old woman was resentful.

A wisp of green sword light suddenly cut through the sky, becoming brighter and brighter in her eyes, until it finally occupied her entire field of vision.

The old woman's eyes darkened.

The pain, like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, came from every corner of the body.

"ah--"

The wailing sound only lasted for less than half a breath, and then disappeared completely.

After a long time.

A three-foot-tall man had just tremblingly emerged from a pile of corpses. The old woman couldn't help but feel chills in her heart.

"They're all... dead. What is that person's background? How dare he, how dare he?"

The three-foot-old man staggered towards the city gate, no longer caring about looking for traces of the stupid cow.

Something big happened!

Guanying Pavilion, which had been standing in the fairy city for who knows how many years, was actually eaten by a ruthless man without even a chicken running away.

But before he ran very far, he saw that the villain seemed to have discovered something, and subconsciously looked towards the shadows.

In an instant, a golden arrow suddenly flew out, directly piercing the villain's eyebrows, and nailed him to the stone wall opposite.

Tread——

A group of soldiers wearing precious armor and expressionless faces came out of the shadows.

The leading creature in golden armor first glanced in the direction where Zhang Jing disappeared with fear, then slowly walked to the villain's body and pulled out the golden arrow bit by bit.

Obviously, this arrow was shot by him.

"Sir, this is the only witness, why are you?"

someone asked in confusion.

"Where are the witnesses? We are just here to collect the bodies. What does the fight between them have to do with us?"

The leading golden-armored creature looked at the speaker in confusion, then glanced at the many subordinates and yelled:

"What are you still doing standing here? Move more quickly and clean up the place."

"Yes, sir!"

In situ.

The golden-armored creature looked at the corpse of the villain with a gloomy expression, as if he was explaining softly or talking to himself.

"Catching you is tantamount to becoming an enemy of that green-robed being. If the other party comes back, we will be doomed. But if we don't arrest you, you will see us again, and we won't be able to explain it clearly in Guanying Pavilion in the future."

"So when I arrived, there was no one alive here!"

…

…

All Realms Auction House.

In a luxuriously furnished room, three figures sat opposite each other.

Wisps of smoke rose from the table and quickly filled the entire room, exuding a faint fragrance that made people feel relaxed and happy.

"The Ten Thousand Years Phoenix Divine Fragrance? Fellow Taoist Yan is indeed a high disciple of the Wanbao Dao Sect, and he is extremely wealthy."

A thin man inhaled the smoke into his mouth and nose, first closed his eyes and felt it carefully, then suddenly opened his eyes and said in surprise.

Phoenix God Incense is rare, and the Thousand-Year Phoenix God Incense is even more precious and unusual. It can effectively improve the effect of understanding the Tao Principles. For monks like them, it is a rare and rare treasure.

Say it.

The thin man turned to look at the young man in golden robes aside and said with a smile:

"Junior Brother Qu, the Ten Thousand Years Phoenix Divine Incense is very beneficial to the cultivation of Hedao realm. You are new to Hedao, so don't miss this opportunity."

The words just fell.

"This is our fellow Taoist Qu Junhou who has become famous in Qingjing Cave of Yuan Dynasty in recent years? When we meet him today, he is truly a genius."

Yan Chihong looked at the young golden-robed man, with a hint of shock in her voice.

Not even a hundred years after arriving in the upper world, he directly entered the Hedao realm. This speed of cultivation is truly astonishing.

Of course, Yan Chihong also knew in her heart that the other party must have encountered some unimaginable opportunity.

But what does it matter? The cultivation level of Hedao Realm is here for real and no one can question it.

"Qu Junhou has met Brother Yan Dao."

Qu Junhou cupped his hands and signaled.

"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome."

A trace of seriousness flashed across Yan Chihong's face, and she also raised her hands in response, not daring to be exaggerated at all.

"Taiyi Wuliang Dao Sect is indeed one of the top two immortal sects. There are endless monsters in the sect, which is really enviable."

He thought to himself, and another young figure flashed in his mind.

The two parties should be about the same age, and their talents are equally exaggerated, but the chances of that one may be worse than that of this one.

However, the identities of the two are somewhat interesting. The one with lower cultivation level is the true successor, while the one with higher cultivation level is not.

"Junior Brother Qu Junhou's breakthrough in cultivation was not at the right time. It happened to be that the teacher was not here, otherwise it would be the true inheritance now, haha."

The lean man said with a smile at the right moment.

"I see."

Yan Chihong nodded, and a golden urn appeared in her hand.

"This is the golden urn for the distinguished guests of our auction house in all realms. I hope fellow Daoist Qu can accept it."

However, before the words were completely spoken, a beautiful fairy wearing a long skirt and a slim figure walked up behind Yan Chihong, and said through the divine consciousness: "Master, Zhang Jingzhen came, saying that he wanted to See you."

Yan Chihong's smile slowly faded, and her eyes swept over the two people opposite, with a hint of embarrassment on her face.

After a few breaths.

"Let Junior Brother Zhang Jing wait for a moment. Just tell me that I have something important to do here and I'll go there when I'm done."

…

…

"Is there something important? Got it, thank you."

Zhang Jing nodded slightly, with a faint smile still on his face, seemingly not affected at all.

"Thank you for your understanding."

There was a hint of apology in Ya'er's sweet voice.

I don’t know how long it took.

"Haha, I heard that Junior Brother Zhang Jing is looking for me, but what's the important matter? The trade fair is about to start. Why don't you and I wait until it's over to discuss it in detail?"

A burst of heroic laughter suddenly resounded in the room where Zhang Jing was.

Zhang Jing subconsciously followed the sound and saw a bright fairy light emerging from the void, landing on the ground and transforming into a burly man.

"Senior Brother Yan."

He was stunned for a moment, then shouted with a smile.

"Junior Brother Zhang Jing, long time no see... Hey, have you reached the Dharma Realm so quickly? You've entered the realm so quickly!"

The other party sat carelessly opposite Zhang Jing, seeming to sense something, and asked with a surprised look on his face.

Without waiting for Zhang Jing's answer.

Then I heard him murmur again: "It's a pity, if that person doesn't show up..."

"May I ask Senior Brother Yan, who are you referring to?"

Zhang Jing asked curiously.

"Ah, nothing, nothing."

Yan Chihong suddenly came back to her senses, smiled and shook her head, but did not answer, as if she was afraid of irritating the junior brother in front of her.

"By the way, Junior Brother Zhang Jing, you haven't told me yet, why did you come to see me this time?"

He quickly changed the subject and asked with a smile.

"Yes," Zhang Jing suddenly realized and asked tentatively: "Senior Brother Yan, is there an auction in this trade fair?"

"good."

"I wonder if I can add another treasure now?"

"Well," a trace of embarrassment appeared on Yan Chihong's face, and she said tactfully: "To be honest with junior brother, normally it can be added, but this is the Hedao realm trade fair, so we have some concerns about the level of treasures. Require--"

The words are not finished yet.

Yan Chihong's complexion suddenly changed, and then she asked tremblingly:

"Junior brother, how come you have such... something like this?"

He stared intently at the trace of mysterious purple energy in Zhang Jing's hand that seemed to dissipate at any time, and his eyeballs seemed to fly out of their sockets.

The whole person was extremely surprised.

Innate purple energy!

He swore that he was not mistaken. This was the innate purple energy that all monks in the Hedao realm dreamed of. With it, the speed of understanding the Tao principles would become terrifying.

This also means that the chance of attaining the immortal path is greatly increased.

Of course, there was only a trace of innate purple energy in front of him, and the effect was not that exaggerated, but it was enough to attract the attention of many Hedao True Immortals.

Yan Chihong took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

He looked at Zhang Jing solemnly, tried hard to suppress the trembling in his voice, and said word by word: "Junior brother Zhang Jing, are you sure you want to auction this thing? Do you know what it is and what terrifying effects it has?"

At this moment, he never mentioned the level of the treasure.

Just kidding, if the innate purple energy is not qualified to enter today's auction, then what other treasures can?

"I know that the innate purple energy can assist in understanding the Taoist principles."

Zhang Jing replied in a calm voice.

"and you?"

He looked at Zhang Jing in disbelief. Now that he knew this was extremely precious innate purple energy, he still wanted to sell it?

Are you stupid?

Facing the other party's horrified gaze, Zhang Jing smiled but did not answer.

"Junior brother, can I ask you a favor?" Yan Chihong swallowed and asked nervously.

"Senior Brother Yan wants to buy this trace of innate purple energy directly?"

Zhang Jing seemed to have expected it, with a faint smile on his face and asked calmly.

The other party nodded vigorously.

"As expected."

Seeing this scene, his eyes suddenly froze, and he followed the draft he had made before and said warmly:

"Senior Brother Yan, I still want to auction this trace of innate purple energy at today's trade fair."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Yan Chihong's face.

"but--"

Zhang Jing continued with a long voice, but it made the other party's heart ignite a ray of hope again.

"It's okay to give it to Senior Brother Yan just a little bit of innate purple energy, but Junior Brother has a condition."

Merely!

Hearing this harsh word, Yan Chihong's eyes couldn't help but twitch. However, the next moment, she saw that he seemed to have seen a ghost, and she shouted out loud: "Why do you still have it?"

Follow Yan Chihong's gaze.

I saw two more strands of innate purple energy coming out of Zhang Jing's hand. Each strand revealed bursts of extremely mysterious Dao Qi, making people reluctant to look away.

Whoops!

The sound of heavy breathing instantly echoed in the room.

After a long time.

"Junior Brother Zhang Jing, what are your conditions?"

Yan Chihong's eyes returned to clarity and she asked in a calm tone.

However, the way he secretly glanced at the innate purple energy in Zhang Jing's hand from time to time revealed that his heart was far from as calm as he showed currently.

"My terms——"

"Wind, fire, water, wood, metal, taiyin, cause and effect, time, space...etc., how many high-level innate artifacts with these attributes, senior brother, do you think will appear in today's True Immortal Fair?"

Zhang Jing straightened his back, and a sharp aura that was hard to describe in words suddenly burst out.