Yu Sha

Latest website: What he saw was a palm-sized glazed treasure box. At this moment, even without opening the seal on it, Chu Weiyang could clearly see a bunch of seeds sealed in the treasure box.

Maybe it's because the sealing technique is very strange, or maybe this dark world still has weirdness that Chu Weiyang has never seen before, but when he looks at it now, the handful of seeds are still full of vitality, with a dark green color on the surface. .

Chu Weiyang controls part of the alchemy master's inheritance. The inheritance itself may not necessarily be so outstanding or supreme, but with the "Flicking Finger Alchemy Chapter" as the foundation, Chu Weiyang masters all the extremely complex alchemy inheritance. .

Because of this, Chu Weiyang could easily identify the heels of the dark green seeds at this moment.

It is not a supreme treasure medicine, but if it is cultivated, it is also a very rare and top-quality wood-based spiritual material. And according to the records in the Alchemy inheritance, this ordinary wood-based top-quality spiritual material was already used in the past. They are rare, and may have been inherited and preserved improperly. They have been extinct for many years in the Dan River Valley.

Gently weighing the glazed treasure box in his hand, Chu Weiyang could understand that what he was holding now was actually what a monk should gain after winning an orthodox battle.

He could already imagine the mentality of the sages of the Panwang Sect in the past who created this realm of reality and reality, and used the various Tao and Dharma in this realm to hone their descendants.

Chu Weiyang had already experienced one of the battles in person and had a solid understanding of the matter. This was not a life-and-death battle, but just a mild and gentle discussion of techniques.

He thought to himself that even if he had not shown excellence in so many fields, at the level of pure Tao and Dharma, fighting with others might not take much effort.

In the final analysis, this is a accumulation of Tao and Dharma, not the face of real living beings.

And for such an opponent, even if he wins in battle, the rewards given by the sages of the Panwang Sect will only be relatively equal top-grade spiritual materials that are in line with the principles and principles of the fight. It won't be some meaningless gift of supreme series.

These may have been commonplace in the past.

But after such a long period of time, the intervening time itself has become the extraordinary legacy of the ancient Saint Sect.

This kind of top-quality spiritual material that has become extinct in the human world, both in terms of its irreplaceable effects and in terms of its continued significance to alchemists, are far superior to ordinary supreme treasures.

Moreover, Chu Weiyang can understand that not all Tao and Dharma are as "mild" as the Tao of Wood and Evil Qi. The interpretation of Tao and Dharma itself is indeed different.

And after experiencing this, taking into account the unique significance of training the younger generation in this world, Chu Weiyang is willing to believe that the cohesion and manifestation of this opponent's figure should also follow a certain process from weak to strong. law.

Then Chu Weiyang has almost logically deduced and guessed that if he faces those opponents who truly master the supreme series of methods and wins them, perhaps it is a legacy gift from the sages, and the same Taoism will be the same. The supreme series.

In this dark and silent world, there are only sounds and no words, but even after just experiencing such a battle, Chu Weiyang has already gained too much insight from this silence.

Moreover, Chu Weiyang had also thought deeply that the darkness and silence in this world was too unreasonable.

When I think about everything that is presented in front of me at this moment, the root cause is just a little bit of dim yellow aura that I showed when I just entered this place.

Chu Weiyang has good reason to suspect that all these battles are just the "appetizer" of this world of virtuality and reality, a prelude to the study and consideration of the legacy of the sages.

Perhaps only after passing the test of this dim spiritual light could Chu Weiyang be able to see the true face behind the darkness and silence of this realm of reality and reality.

Chu Weiyang didn't know what kind of words the Qingzhu Patriarch found out from the pile of old papers in the past, and finally decided to venture out into the sea alone, and finally planned to condense the Five Yun Tianluo Umbrella.

But looking at it now, the legacy of the Ancient Saint Sect in this world does indeed have the foundation to carry the hopes of the ancestor of Qingzhu!

Whether it is to teach Ancestor Qingzhu that there is a possibility to go further, or to teach Ancestor Qingzhu to have enough foundation to revitalize the Panwang Sect!

And just when he was thinking about this, when Chu Weiyang looked at the colorful galaxy hanging in front of him, his mind couldn't help but surge up.

What is this?

This is a true form diagram as numerous as the number of galaxies! This is a Taoist inheritance as vast as the number of galaxies! This is a legacy gift as numerous as the stars!

So, almost as soon as he thought of this, Chu Weiyang could hardly suppress the surging emotions in his heart. When he raised his hand, the Five Yun Tianluo Umbrella that had just been lifted up in the air had already landed on Chu Weiyang again. With time in Yang's hand, the Taoist's extremely powerful magic power surged towards the magic umbrella.

He wants to dig out this ancient treasure bit by bit with his own hands!

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To the west of the extreme west, in the wind of Sumeru.

In this black storm and the endless sharp edges of Sumeru's power, all strange things are the breeding ground for birth and evolution.

I don’t know how many times Uncle Shang has guarded the open Xumi Crack, but there seems to be a unique rhythm behind this disordered fighting. The strange existences that appear on the other side of the Xumi Crack are accompanied by As time goes by, and as the black storm intensifies, its shape and quality become increasingly weird and ferocious.

At the same time, this kind of weirdness and ferociousness makes the air blow that was born out of time more and more difficult to resist.

At least, during each attack, the spiritual light and mana that evolved towards a dim color during the collapse process were "contaminating" the power of Shang Bo's Golden Elixir Dao Fruit in a very subtle process.

And even the cautious Uncle Shang, faced with this pollution itself, never even considered the possibility of eliminating it through subsequent cultivation and practice of techniques, so as to isolate and cut off all crises in the bud, and did not even think about it. When the source of that pollution is traced back to his own Tao Fruit, Shang Bo will cut off all the power of the polluted Tao Fruit from himself.

In this way, little things add up, and those little strands of Taoist power are hard to come by, which makes Uncle Shang extremely regretful.

As the existence revealed in the Sumeru crack becomes more and more strange and troublesome, with every resistance and mutual attack, the power of the Tao Fruit that Uncle Shang needs to cut becomes stronger. A little.

This situation is getting worse and worse, almost becoming a vicious cycle.

Very early on, Uncle Shang already had a tired look on his face, and now when he looked again, it was rare that Uncle Shang was really out of breath.

That kind of exhaustion seemed to be no longer limited to Uncle Shang's emotions, but radiated from his mind, and then spread to his physical body, penetrating through Uncle Shang's three elements of spirit, energy, and spirit.

Perhaps he also felt that Uncle Shang's aura was getting worse in this increasingly vicious cycle. In the carriage nearby, the young man had not made the noise of turning the pages of a book for a long time, nor had he opened his mouth to disturb Uncle Shang with questions. mood.

Just now, another fierce battle passed like this.

Yes, it was no longer an ordinary blow to each other across space.

Perhaps the existence on the other side of the Sumeru rift is still an understatement of a blow from the air.

But now, after taking this blow, Uncle Shang had to show off his cultivation skills, actively used secret techniques, overlapping several offensive techniques in an instant, and struck away.

As for the aftermath of this blow, Uncle Shang was quite confused in dealing with it.

Until the end of the fierce battle, what Uncle Shang cut off with great pain was not only the power of the Tao Fruit that was getting thicker and thicker, but also a flag in the gilded divine flower.

At this moment, the treasure was really swaying in the storm, and you could even see the broken materials that were being corroded in the dim yellow light.

The damaged flag disappeared in a flash, and you could still clearly see the mysterious shape of the "Tailed Fire Tiger" depicted on it.

Logically speaking, for one of the magic weapons to be damaged like this is actually a very traumatic thing.

But when he looked at it, Uncle Shang was not that miserable.

On the contrary, around him, the gilded divine flower was spinning around. At first glance, there were still twenty-eight auras floating in it, but one of the auras seemed to have become darker.

At the same time, a ball of bright yellow magical flames shone in the palm of Uncle Shang's palm. Several kinds of supreme treasure materials were burned in the fireworks, but when he looked at it, it didn't seem like he was using a weapon. means.

Sure enough, almost instantly, the treasure material was melted, and then, the red aura was wrapped in mana, and instantly sank directly into the gilded divine flower, flowing straight towards the dark aura. .

It seems that the appearance of the magic weapon and the true spiritual origin inside have long been separated from each other.

Now, it is Uncle Shang who is reshaping the appearance of his magic weapon True Spirit.

At the same time, Uncle Shang's more spiritual thoughts were not in the process of smelting precious materials. On the contrary, when he was doing all these things, Uncle Shang was raising his head and looking at the hanging An array diagram.

After paying such a high price, naturally, Uncle Shang also intercepted the power from a single blow in the air. As the Sumeru crack closed, the power that had lost control would be revealed under the control of Uncle Shang's magic power. It comes from the very essence of Taoism.

This is the practical way of Hunyuan Dharmakaya.

And since the wind of Xumi Realm was opened, Uncle Shang did not feel that his cultivation was weakening after experiencing all this. On the contrary, Uncle Shang felt that after observing all things, he was at the level of Tao and Dharma. Instead, it goes one step further.

The cultivation of the power of Tao and Fruit is nothing more than years and months of effort, but the progress of Tao and Dharma is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought.

So, under Uncle Shang's expectant gaze, finally, at a certain moment, the magic circle seemed to collapse on its own, but it was clear that at the same time as it collapsed, it intertwined and resonated with each other in another form.

Immediately afterwards, something that looked like a catalog and a talisman array appeared in Uncle Shang's field of vision.

The moment he saw this catalog, Uncle Shang was suddenly startled.

What caught Uncle Shang's eyes was no longer the Thousand Eyes Picture Book or the Thousand Hand Seal Picture Book... it was no longer the layered display and confirmation of certain parts of the human body.

For the first time, what appeared in front of Uncle Shang was a strange and mysterious existence that was extremely complex and mysterious, similar to the seal patterns on talismans.

But when he was observing these, as if he thought of something, Uncle Shang was suddenly startled, and then turned his head to look in the direction of the carriage.

"Little Lord?"

When the words fell, the rare sound of turning the pages of the book sounded again, and then, the young man's voice sounded again.

"It is the Tao and Dharma of the Liu family of Dieshan. It was recorded in the family's classics. This family died out seven hundred years ago. Even earlier, the last golden elixir of this family was stationed outside the boundary nine hundred years ago...

As for whether the person is dead or alive, as Uncle Shang said, things outside the boundary cannot be known by people in the human world. "

Just hearing the young man's voice, Uncle Shang's expression suddenly changed. When he looked at him, he looked like an old farmer, with a sad look on his face.

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