Chapter 995 Grand gathering
Shenmu Island.
This island is lush and green, covered with all kinds of copper trees.
This kind of copper wood is bright yellow in color, with a faint metallic color on the outside. Copper wood that is ten years old is a good material for refining various giant ships and treasure ships.
The treasure ship refined by this method can carry tens of thousands of pounds, and is not afraid of typhoons and sea monsters. It is the number one treasure ship in the East China Sea.
Hundred and thousand years of copper and wood are enough to refine magical weapons.
And the ten thousand year copper wood, also known as the ‘Red Yuan Bronze Mother’, can already be used to refine the pure Yang treasure!
The famous Shenmu sword on Shenmu Island is made of this material.
At the deepest part of the island, there is a ‘Yuanci Well’!
This well is extremely deep, and it goes deep into the ground for unknown distances. Once any gold or iron object comes close, it will be attracted by the force of the magnetism, making it difficult to escape.
The old man Shenmu has an ordinary appearance, with a slightly convex head. He is wearing a gray robe and has a circle of gray light around his body.
He was sitting cross-legged in the void, as if there was a natural magnetic force between heaven and earth that made him levitate. He looked at Duanmu Long in front of him: "Disciple, have you thought clearly? Once you use the 'Yuanci Well' as a boost, you can break through At Yuanshen Pass, I'm afraid that I will be like my master in the future. Even if I cultivate the earthly immortal magic, it will still be difficult to get out of Shenmu Island!"
Duanmulong wore a green robe and looked resolute: "Master, there is no need to say more. With my qualifications as a disciple, even if I reincarnate for three lives, I am afraid it will be difficult to knock on the door of Yuanshen... With the help of our secret method and the help of Yuanci Well, we can If you obtain the fruit of the Immortal Dispersing Skill, you will have no regrets in this life! What's more... the master is a scholar of heaven and earth. In the future, he may not be able to deduce his Yuanci mana to the level of heavenly immortals, and then he will be able to get rid of the shackles of the Yuanci Well."
“That’s alright…disciple, you can go.”
Old Shenmu shouted.
Duanmulong immediately turned into a green light and threw it into the Yuanci Well.
The fundamental inheritance of his sect was deduced by the old man Shenmu. He cultivated the power of Yuan Magnetic. With the help of this well of Yuan Magnetic and the foundation of Duanmu Dragon, he was sure to break through the Yuan Shen.
Just like this, with a body of mana combined with this Yuanci Well, even if you become a Yuan Shen, you won't be able to leave the island for even half a step.
The old man Shenmu watched his beloved disciple disappear, but his face became much more serious, and he kept calculating with his five fingers: "Long'er will definitely become a soul this time, get the fruits of dispersing immortality, and even have a chance...but this chance has a lot of cause and effect. . This Shenmu Island seems to be suffering from a **** disaster? Fortunately, it is not the fault of my disciples... It seems that ordering my disciples to prepare for that grand event has the effect of dividing the catastrophe..."
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A few days later, Shenmu Island.
On the temporarily built pier, treasure ships arrived one after another.
All kinds of immortals from the East China Sea suddenly appeared, and even took the opportunity to open a sea market. There was a dazzling array of all kinds of goods, which made it almost overwhelming.
King Xiaoyao's treasure ship was mixed in among the many giant ships, just like a small one. It moored in a low-key place and took everyone ashore.
“Shenmu Island is gentle and welcomes all fellow Taoists.”
A ray of light flew over, revealing the figure of one of the women, who turned out to be Wen Wan.
She looked at Zhuo Yifan and said politely: "I don't know who you are?"
“I’m Zhuo Yifan, this is King Xiaoyao of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and I’m here to participate in the celebration!”
Zhuo Yifan politely handed over his hand.
“It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zhuo…”
Wen Wan smiled slightly, but felt a little disapproving in her heart.
Even when ‘Hanshan Swordsman’ Peng Xifan was alive, the sect behind him was only a third-rate sect for Shenmu Island, let alone Zhuo Yifan.
What's more, Peng Xifan's sect was almost wiped out when they got into trouble with Xin Hongyun, the killer of the Shushan sect.
Hanshan Swordsman escaped by chance and was rescued by a mortal.
Peng Xifan passed away more than ten years later, and the Taoist inheritance fell into the hands of this mortal, which is indeed a bit fanciful.
“This fairy girl, I am the younger brother of the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, and I came here specially to attend the grand gathering of the fairy family…”
Seeing Wen Wan's amiable demeanor, King Xiaoyao couldn't help but muster up the courage to step forward to talk.
Unexpectedly, Wen Wan just said lightly: "It turns out he is the prince in the world..."
Then he ignored it, which made King Xiaoyao very unhappy.
He was like this, and the mortal warriors on the treasure ship were even more submissive. After seeing Wen Wan and Zhuo Yifan leaving, they all dispersed and went to the sea market to find opportunities.
‘Though I don’t know who the stranger is who taught me the three sword skills...but he must be a swordsman and swordsman...I have no immortal fate, otherwise why didn’t my benefactor accept me as his disciple? ’
Cui Feiniang felt sorry for herself in her heart, but she did not worry about gains and losses.
Seeing that the young farm boy A Niu was a little dull, he couldn't help but step forward as he thought of the other person's previous help: "Brother A Niu, why don't you go to the sea market and seek some luck?"
She saw the young prince heading to the market with his butler and all kinds of treasures. She wondered if he could get what he wanted.
A Niu stammered, and seemed to be more tired from talking to Cui Fei Niang than from the previous battle with the murloc pirates.
He smiled honestly and said: "I'm a bit stupid...I'm afraid that the immortal family will look down on it..."
At this moment, a ray of rays of light flew over, making it colorful and colorful.
In the middle of Shenmu Island, on the top of a palace, the copper bell in the bell tower began to ring without any wind.
Its sound was so powerful that it could be heard all over the island.
A copper-colored sword light flew out from the depths of the island, transformed into the figure of an old man from the sacred tree, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Fairy Piao Miao is here. How can this old and evil man be so virtuous and worthy of being congratulated by a fairy?"
She bowed her hands and said with a smile: "We live in the East China Sea. We are neighbors. Taoist friends and loving disciples have cultivated their souls, so we should come to congratulate you."
"Haha, fellow Taoist, please come to the Shenye Palace to serve tea!" The old man Shenmu was immediately overjoyed, and two rays of light fell into the depths of the island.
The group of people in Haishi were naturally stunned.
"Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising into the morning glow. If you look closely at it, it is as bright as a flower growing out of Lubo... The shoulders are as if they were cut into shape, and the waist is as plain as it should be. The neck is stretched and the neck is stretched, and the bright essence is exposed... I can't believe that there is such a thing in the world. Stunning fairy."
King Xiaoyao sighed with emotion.
“Haha...I don’t know much.”
A casual cultivator passed by and immediately sneered: "You are not from the East China Sea. You have never even heard of the name of the most beautiful woman in the East China Sea - Piaomiao Fairy Yun Shanshan."
“The most beautiful woman in the East China Sea, she truly deserves her reputation.”
King Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, and then he said sadly: "Unfortunately...I am an ordinary person, not a practicing person."
"Oh, how can a practitioner get close to Fangze? You must know that the number one fairy in the East China Sea was an immortal immortal who cultivated the soul. Later, he achieved the earthly immortal path and became a famous senior expert in this world. One of them."
The casual cultivator looked like a young man with peach blossom eyes. When he saw King Xiaoyao, he immediately felt like a confidant. He put his arm around King Xiaoyao's shoulders and said, "I think you are a promising talent... Want to cultivate immortality and become a Taoist? I'm here There is a "Peach Blossom Classic" that I can sell to you at a cheap price..."
“The Peach Blossom Classic? Is it serious?”
King Xiaoyao was a little moved, but an old slave with a sinister appearance and a shrill voice beside him said hesitantly: "It's not that our prince can't get a few Taoist books, he just wants to get a positive result, and doesn't want any dirty tricks." …”
“Serious, naturally serious, this method can cultivate the ‘Peach Blossom Evil’. This evil spirit is not born from heaven and earth, but comes from the world of mortals... There is a saying in this, which is called the Three Thousand Queens, soaring in the daytime..."
The peach blossom-eyed casual cultivator lowered his voice.
King Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly lit up: "This is good, I want to learn this..."
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Xiaoyao Wang is a noble man from Tianhuang, and at least he still has some property.
Even if it is junk, someone will collect it.
Comparatively speaking, those so-called people in the world of martial arts and martial arts tycoons have really hit a wall one after another in the sea market.
Selling yourself into slavery and getting an opportunity is like smoke rising from your ancestral grave.
Cui Feiniang and Daniel took a walk around. Although they saw some strange people and opportunities, they either asked for too high a price or looked down on them at all.
I immediately returned to my treasure ship, prepared to meditate and refine my Qi, and silently waited for the end of this grand event.
After a while, the bell rang again.
"This time...what kind of extravagant person is here?"
Cui Feiniang opened her eyes and smiled sweetly at A Niu.
Not long after, the voice of a master of ceremonies resounded throughout the island.
“Zen Master Yuekong has arrived…”
“Sir Tianlong arrives…”
“The Lord of Desolation has arrived…”
“Huashan sent Patriarch Liehuo to…”
“The leader of Shushan School Lingchan, together with a group of elders and disciples, arrived…”
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Old Shenmu didn't care about entertaining Yun Shanshan, and flew out again, with a smile on his face: "My little disciple is naughty, I really don't deserve such kindness..."
He was a little surprised.
Even if it is the joy of his disciples Yuanshen, Fairy Piaomiao and Zen Master Yuekong, it is enough to congratulate them as neighbors in the East China Sea.
How come the hermit masters such as Lord Tianlong and Lord Dahuang also come to congratulate you?
Not only the Lord Tianlong and the Great Wilderness God, but also the leaders of the Huashan Sect, Shushan Sect and other authentic Xuanmen sects came in person.
‘Even if I achieved Yuan Shen and founded a sect back then...it doesn’t seem to be so prosperous? ’
Old Shenmu was happy that his eldest disciple had saved his face, but he was also secretly sad.
At this time, he mustered up his energy and invited countless senior experts into the Shenye Palace to serve tea one by one. They were so busy that they didn't even touch the floor.
“Congratulations to my disciple for achieving Yuanshen, I hope to ascend in the future.”
The Lingchan boy drank the tea with a smile and then spoke.
"Thank you for your compliments, my fellow Taoist... My bad disciple has already refined his soul. He only needs to practice mystical skills silently for a while before he comes out to pay homage to all the seniors."
Old Shenmu replied with a smile.
In fact, Duanmu Long became a soul and was sucked into the Yuanci Well. At this time, he still needs to use Shenmu Island's exclusive method to resolve it in order to maintain his free body within the scope of Shenmu Island. Otherwise, he cannot even get out of the Yuanci Well, which is inevitable. Not pretty.
‘It’s strange...according to my calculations, my eldest disciple was lucky enough to be a fool, so he would not suffer the misfortune of the Yuanci Well absorbing mana...Why hasn’t the opportunity come yet? ’
Just as Old Shenmu was surprised, the disciple who was the master of ceremonies outside shouted loudly:
“The Qinghe Mountain Retreat...has arrived!”
As soon as these words came out, Old Shenmu suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the palace had changed!
(End of this chapter)