Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

Taoist He Luo closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then suddenly turned into a golden light and went straight to the southwest of Tianzhu Peak.

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Southern Foot of Buzhou Mountain

Yuyang Peak

Sitting cross-legged in the cloud-shrouded place, facing the rising sun, Liu Bai began to check in.

"Ding, Bu Zhoushan successfully signed in, rewarding three thousand years of mana."

"Ding, you have successfully signed in at Yuyang Peak in Buzhou Mountain, and you will be rewarded with a top-grade magic treasure Yuyang bracelet."

Liu Bai chose to accept it in his consciousness, and the majestic vitality of heaven and earth was smelted into pure mana and poured into the body of the willow tree thousands of miles away, like a drop of rain falling into the ocean.

But in the hand of his Absolute Beginning Dao Body, there was a crystal clear bracelet out of thin air.

This is the top-quality Yang jade warmed from the earth veins of Yuyang Peak. It has been tempered systematically and turned into a magic weapon. Although it is not listed as a spiritual treasure, it is still a rare treasure.

Liu Bai has wandered around the Buzhou Mountains for more than a hundred days since he became proficient in the method of shielding heavenly secrets, looking for a place with his real name to check in every day.

After more than a hundred days, he has gained a lot from the magic weapon alone.

Such as Hanyun Baoding, Michen Banner, Luoshenfang, etc., are all top-grade magic weapons, each with its own magical powers and mysteries.

Any one falling into the hands of ordinary monks can attract a large group of people to watch.

Liu Bai stuffed all these magic treasures into the Xuanyu Gourd, wanting to see if the Xuanyu Gourd could help them become spiritual treasures.

These days, he is also familiar with the way of the magic weapon.

In the prehistoric world, there are countless treasures of heaven, material and earth.

A small grass picked by the side of the road is likely to be a fairy medicine that only grows an inch after tens of thousands of years.

A stone randomly picked up on the peak may become a divine stone that can knock down the Jinxian Yuanshen after a little sacrifice.

At this time, Liu Bai would always feel that the nameless valley where he was rooted seemed extremely barren, and wondered if it was because the spiritual power of the nearby land veins had been absorbed by the willow tree.

It's just that although there are countless rare treasures in the prehistoric world, in addition to innate spiritual treasures such as Xuanyu gourds, more of them are acquired magic treasures collected by monks from heaven, material and earth to refine them.

To be precise, what was first refined can only be regarded as a magic weapon.

The magic weapon is also divided into four grades, and the high-quality magic weapon is not much worse than the magic weapon, but it can't be as arbitrary as the magic weapon, and it can't be stored in the primordial spirit as you like.

The magic weapon is the embryonic form of the magic weapon, and then after countless years, it is slowly warmed and sacrificed with the primordial spirit, mana, essence, etc., so that it can produce spirituality and slowly grow into a magic weapon.

This is an extremely long process, and it is not guaranteed to be successful.

Many monks spend their whole life sacrificing only one talisman and sacrifice their lives.

In order to cultivate the spirituality of the magic weapon, he even took his own heart and blood to feed it.

There are also monks who simply don't raise magic weapons, and only cultivate supernatural powers and physical bodies.

However, the vast majority of monks are still willing to spend hard work to warm up the magic weapon.

After all, any magic weapon has mysterious and unpredictable supernatural powers, and it is a sharp weapon for life and death, like an arm and a finger, and it can also be used as an incarnation outside the body and a place for the soul to rest.

In the prehistoric world, magic weapons are divided into four grades according to the degree of spiritual power contained.

Low grade, middle grade, top grade, best grade!

And once the top grade magic weapon breaks through that shackle and incorporates a ray of dao rhyme, the magic weapon will be promoted to the Houtian Lingbao.

The supernatural power of Houtian Lingbao is not weaker than that of Xiantian Lingbao, but one is born with Dao rhyme, while Houtian Lingbao comes step by step.

Today, when almost all the congenital spiritual treasures have been divided up by the top powers, it is the dream of every ordinary monk to raise an acquired spiritual treasure!

It's a pity that the threshold for a magic weapon to be promoted to a spiritual treasure is too high. Even Daluo Jinxian needs tens of thousands of years of nurturing to be able to incorporate that touch of dao rhyme.

Many monks sacrificed magic treasures for tens of thousands of years, and they could only refine magic treasures into top-grade ones, and even top-grade ones were nowhere in sight, let alone promoted to spiritual treasures.

But now, the mysterious jade gourd in Liu Bai's hand can directly upgrade the magic weapon to a higher level only by warming it up for a period of time.

For example, the bloodthirsty needles, feather giant swords, etc. that he put into the Xuanyu gourd before, after being warmed by Xuanyu for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, they have now advanced into top-grade magic weapons.

If this is known to those monks who have worked so hard to warm and nourish the magic weapon for tens of thousands of years and cannot make an inch of progress, they will be so depressed that they will vomit blood.

However, Liu Bai would not easily show off this kind of treasure to others.

Now he has much more means than before, he doesn't even need to sacrifice the immortal gourd, not to mention the Xuanyu gourd, for ordinary enemies.

"Yuyang Peak has already clocked in for several days, and it is estimated that the Daoyun here has almost been acquired."

Liu Bai stared at a jade belt-like river hundreds of miles away, feeling the real name that appeared in his heart, and said to himself: "Let's go to the bank of constant water next stop."

He was about to leave when he suddenly had a feeling in his heart and turned his head to look in the direction of Tianzhu Peak.

I saw a golden light coming quickly through the clouds and mist, and it came close in the blink of an eye.

The golden light fell in front of Liu Bai, and the figure of Taoist He Luo appeared.

"You are Taoist Changqing, right? It's easy for poor Taoists to find... Hey, your mana fluctuations are only in the Golden Immortal Realm?"

Taoist He Luo looked at Liu Bai in surprise, a strange red flashed in his eyes, and murmured: "I haven't gathered the three flowers on the top, I haven't reached the Daluo realm; I haven't condensed the five gods in my chest, Didn't reach the Taiyi Realm... only a mere Golden Immortal Realm, how did you kill my five juniors that day?"

Liu Bai sensed that the other party was using some magical power to probe him, but he was unmoved.