Chapter 158 Borrows the spirits of the people in the world to seize the good fortune of the world.
"Duotian Fortune Pill?"
In the Taoist temple on the top of the Shangqing Palace, Qingxuan was a little perplexed by the inquiries of the elders. Among them, including Qingxuzi, many of them are older than Qingxuan in terms of seniority, and many of them are monks from the Sword Immortal era or before, or even from ancient times.
In terms of status, Qingxuan is of course the highest, and the cultivation base of Huashen in the previous life is now at the peak of Jindan. According to the principle that those who have reached the level of cultivation come first, no one has any objections to him as the head teacher of the entire sect.
And these elders who did not live in the age of living immortals, and heard all kinds of rumors about living immortals every day, are naturally very curious about living immortals. Their love for "The Road to Immortals" is not weaker than those young people outside.
A group of old men watched "The Road to Immortals" for the pure purpose of understanding the great power of the living immortal and seeing how strong the other party is.
The answer is that it is so strong that it suppresses Moyuan while crossing the catastrophe.
Ordinary people and little monks have no idea about this, but those who have reached the Nascent Soul level in their previous lives are very aware of how terrible the catastrophe is. Take Nascent Soul Heaven Tribulation as an example, out of 10 monks, generally only 4 succeed. Many people have almost used up all their belongings in order to cross the catastrophe, using all means such as magic weapons, pills, methods, etc. It is commonplace for all magic weapons to be destroyed successfully.
Hundreds of years of accumulation are only for the success of crossing the catastrophe.
Qing Xuzi took the printed scroll and asked, "Master, is it true that the Tianjie Pill has reached the level of transforming gods?"
According to "The Road to Seeking Immortals", the catastrophe of Duotian Haohua Pill has reached the level of transforming gods. Such a powerful God of Heaven Tribulation may not be able to block it. It is understandable that Living Immortal, as the top God of Transformation, can resist it. But while resisting and suppressing Moyuan, it was completely beyond their imagination.
"Will there be exaggeration in this? Even the top Huashen should not dare to be distracted in the face of Huashen Tribulation. "The Road to Immortals" must be exaggerated."
"Heavenly Tribulation will change according to the cultivation level of the person who crosses the tribulation, and the living immortal alchemy to forcibly stop the Heavenly Tribulation is absolutely high but not low."
"Also, if the Taiyin Fairy failed to cross the catastrophe before, if she tried to forcefully save her life, she would definitely be punished by the heavens. With all kinds of causes and effects superimposed, I am afraid that the living immortals will not be able to protect themselves in the face of the catastrophe."
Several other people argued endlessly with their rubbings, compared to the focus of ordinary monks. Ordinary monks only think that living immortals are powerful, and they don't understand the rules of heaven and earth. For example, the Taiyin Fairy failed to cross the tribulation and was rescued by the living immortals. This alone gave them a glimpse of the penetrating cultivation of the living immortals.
These old Taoist priests can see the essence more clearly, so the first reaction after watching "The Road to Immortals" is impossible.
"Is it possible that after doing all this, Shixian has already exhausted all his fuel? It is not impossible for a top-notch Transformation God to burn himself out."
"It makes sense, maybe Zai Shixian finally stepped into the Realm of True Immortal."
Facing the quarrels of many elders, Qingxuan drank the bitter tea unhurriedly. Like before, many people did not believe in the strength of the living immortal.
To be precise, their vision is only this point, and the power of the fairy elder has exceeded their cognition.
If I wasn't in that era, I might be like them.
But he was in that era and had seen the power of immortals, so he could naturally laugh at them for making a fuss. These are just basic exercises for the immortal head, and the wonderful things are yet to come.
For some reason, an inexplicable sense of superiority surged up.
Qingxuan does not intend to explain too much about this, the more explanations they have, the less they believe it. Seeing is believing, hearing is believing, and time will tell. Just like now, they have raised the strength of Xianchang to the limit of their cognition.
That is, the top power, analogous to the sword fairy or even stronger.
"Teacher, tell me the truth. Is what is written in "The Road to Immortals" true?"
Qingxuan replied unhurriedly: "Most of them are true, but some of them are adulterated."
"Where is it true, and where is it false?" Qingxuzi immediately asked, "Is this catastrophe fake? Or the power has not reached the level of transforming gods? I heard that those who have great merit will be less aggressive."
Daoist Qingxuan interrupted his chattering question: "Heavenly Tribulation is true, far surpassing my Transformation God Tribulation. Duotian Good Fortune Pill was obtained by the Immortal Elder from an ancient secret realm, and the main medicine needs the holy medicine of ten thousand years. Do you think this kind of elixir can be refined without a catastrophe?"
Everyone was silent, and when they heard that the Heavenly Tribulation was real, they felt that their cognition had been broken. Surprise can no longer describe the mood at this moment, it is more a deep feeling of my own insignificance.
They no longer doubt the head teacher, and the other party can't lie to themselves.
Qing Xuzi asked in a muffled voice: "Then what is fake?"
Maybe the living immortal is really that strong, but the injury must be more serious than in the portrait.
If it was just an ordinary painting or text, they would not think so carefully, but as far as they know, every painting and every word of the authentic "Road to Immortals" contains artistic conception. This is a top-level powerful work that has reached the pinnacle of becoming a **** in the previous life. Even if there are some deviations from the facts, it will never be fake.
Where does the false thing come from?
"This painting is adulterated." Qingxuan Daoist pointed to the last painting as they expected.
Experiencing such a big battle is just a little embarrassing, and it is obviously impossible to see that the injuries are not serious, at least they think so.
The living immortal has run out of fuel at this moment, and Fairy Taiyin has inherited his legacy and become the pinnacle of **** transformation.
Everyone's eyes lit up slightly. Maybe they had been watching the sky from a well before, but at least they guessed one thing right.
"The injury was too serious. At that time, the fairy head was not in such a mess, and his clothes were not torn."
Qingxuan's tone was calm, without too many emotional fluctuations, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.
It can fall into other ears and stir up waves for a while.
Qing Xuzi looked inside his body with his spiritual sense, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his ears. A monk's memory is infinitely stronger than that of ordinary people. After gaining divine consciousness, he has a photographic memory and ten lines at a glance are the basic operations, so he should not be wrong.
Others more or less did the same thing.
They heard right, but they still couldn't believe it.
"Also, the ten-thousand-year holy medicine is not for cultivation, but for soaking in water to drink. Of course, the rabbit is crying. The ten-thousand-year-level holy medicine is indeed precious, but it is just a joke for the immortal. "
Qingxuan took the scroll and pointed out a place with flaws everywhere. In his opinion, Rabbit's "Road to Immortals" is really a big problem. Everywhere shows the hardships of the immortal, but in his memory, the elder immortal was still in the mood to listen to the music in the moon palace the night he finished refining the good fortune pill.
To say that there were indeed injuries, but to say that they were serious would be an exaggeration.
"Why don't you talk?"
Qingxuan raised his head and looked at the wide-eyed crowd, and couldn't help recalling that they compared the living immortal with others before, and then an inexplicable joy welled up in his heart.
I don’t know if Qingxuan did it on purpose, but he continued:
"Also here, the elixir of ten thousand years is actually somewhat flawed. So the fairy elder helped it overcome the calamity, and then refined it before the catastrophe was over. In fact, two catastrophes came together."
"besides."
Qing Xuzi suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head again and again and said: "Enough is enough, we have already understood, the head teacher should stop talking."
Furthermore, he was afraid of going mad.
"Master, seeking knowledge is the quality that a monk should have. I told you that the immortal will pay back in the end"
Seeing what the teacher said, Qing Xuzi hurriedly surrendered, and the others also hurried out of the courtyard.
"Headmaster, Pindao suddenly remembered something, so I'm leaving first."
"Me too."
Looking at the backs of everyone leaving, Qingxuan couldn't help laughing heartily. These old clappers finally understand that everything I said at the beginning is true, right?
Not long after, another figure came in, Yang Lichuan, Minister of the Ministry of War, also holding a bunch of scrolls in his arms.
Yang Lichuan hurriedly said as soon as he entered the door: "Master Qingxuan, there is something the Ministry of War wants to ask you."
Taoist Qingxuan glanced at the scroll in his arms, as if he was a prophet, and asked, "About "The Road to Immortals"?"
"The Taoist master is as good as a god." Yang Lichuan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then continued: "The Ministry of War wants to confirm whether the content of "The Road to Immortals" is true? How many falsehoods are there?"
It was the same as the previous elders of the same sect, except that Yang Lichuan was obviously more anxious.
Governments in various regions have always recorded and evaluated the combat effectiveness of reincarnated people. Among them, top existences like sword immortals and living immortals are naturally the top priority. The related research projects of the two of them can't be counted on two hands, among which there are hundreds of thousands of words in the report alone.
Not aimed at them, just necessary statistics, just like the big killer nuclear bomb in modern weapons. It is impossible for the government to turn a deaf ear to the two and turn a blind eye.
Every time Da Neng autorotation appears, it will provide a lot of information to the government. However, the information in "The Road to Immortals" has undoubtedly overturned the current government's assessment of the strength of living immortals. If the information in it is true, then the Ministry of War will probably destroy tens of kilograms of paper.
Qingxuan's eyes brightened slightly, he cleared his throat and said, "It contains a lot of false information, Mr. Yang, listen to me slowly."
He took the picture scroll brought by the other party to comment, and drew every false information. I don't know why Yang Lichuan felt that the Taoist priest was so enthusiastic today.
After burning an incense stick, Yang Lichuan stumbled out of the compound.
On this day, countless information about living immortals were marked as doubtful, and countless information that was originally confirmed was overturned.
The Qingxuan Taoist was no longer satisfied with waiting for others to ask, but went out of the courtyard directly to conduct science popularization for his disciples.
In fact, countless people gathered in the square of Shangqing Palace, listening to the legendary Taoist Qingxuan preaching.
"That day, the immortal came out of the town of Demon Peak, and in an instant, the purple air of heaven and earth came from the east, the auspicious clouds were thousands of miles away, and the sun and the moon were shining together! The holy medicine of ten thousand years rose into the sky, triggering a catastrophe, and thunder clouds enveloped a radius of 500 miles."
"Just when the melting pot of heaven and earth was about to take shape, Moyuan suddenly changed, and a great demon of the sky corpse ran out. The thunder above the immortal's head fought fiercely with it, and within a stick of incense time, he was blasted to death!"
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Mo Yuan was born 25 years ago, many things have happened, resulting in many turmoil. But under the command of Taoist Changsheng, everything returned to calm.
An insignificant event happened in the practice world today. It is harmless to the world, but it involves countless people.
The Mistress of the Moon Palace, known as the most beautiful woman in the world, is dying, with less than a year left to live. This attracted countless people from all over the world to send precious medicines, some were suitors of Taiyin Fairy, and some wanted to contact the Taoist of Longevity through her. Regardless of the reason, a large number of people gathered outside the Moon Palace.
Genius who has become well-known in recent years, a famous person in the practice world, a powerful party, various sects, major .
It can be said that there are monsters and ghosts, and people from all religions and streams have come.
It's just that the female cultivators at the beginning of the Moon Palace were all psychologically shadowed. Under normal circumstances, outsiders are not allowed to set foot in the Moon Palace, especially men. No one insisted on this. It's not because the average person in the practice world is healthy, but because the Immortal Immortal often lives here.
The number one longevity immortal in the world does not have his own inheritance and dojo, and the Moon Palace has taken over this position invisibly.
People stood outside the Moon Palace, looked at the White Jade Palace, and then glanced at the direction of Zhenmo Peak thousands of miles away, everything was self-evident. Between eye contact and conversation at the wine table, that person is indispensable.
If there is anyone in this world who can save the Mistress of the Moon Palace, it can only be that person.
far above Zhenmo Peak, Qingxuan cupped his hands to the Taoist in front of him and said, "Immortal Elder, don't you really want to see Rabbit Spirit? She's probably really dying."
The monk Dushi who had been fighting with him next to him also said: "Amitabha, sometimes there will be fate, and there will be no time to force it. It is not too late for the immortal elder, so don't leave any regrets."
The Taoist sitting in front of them turned his head slightly, and glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eye. The **** of the right hand overlaps the thumb and flicks them lightly.
Boom!
Accompanied by a loud noise, the two flew upside down and slammed into the mountain behind them, their bodies were so close that they couldn't move.
There was severe pain on his forehead, and a big red bump bulged out.
"Who said the rabbit is going to die? Even if it doesn't survive the Nascent Soul Tribulation, it still has 30 years of lifespan."
Qingxuan struggled to climb out of the mountain, and said: "But the true spirit of the rabbit is broken, and I'm afraid it won't last a year."
The injury will continue to worsen, just a few days ago when he went to visit the rabbit. Even if you don't enter the moon palace, you can still feel the other party's life like a candle in the wind.
Li Changsheng said: "Can Duotian Haohua Pill be saved?"
Hearing this, the monks and Taoist priests were taken aback for a moment, and they also learned about Duotian Haohua Pill from the head of the fairy a hundred years ago. At that time, at the Guanghan Banquet in the Moon Palace, the Immortal Elder boasted to them about the wonders of the Heavenly Fortune Pill, and also showed them the recipe of the Pill.
"But we don't have so many elixir." Qingxuan said, "Even if I take out all the wealth of my Shangqing Palace, we still can't get it out."
Dushi said: "Adding Buddhism is not enough."
"I have the elixir of ten thousand years." Li Changsheng shook the gourd on his waist, opened the lid and a burst of spiritual light flew out, and a vermilion fruit came into view.
"I usually use it to make water to drink, and it finally came in handy today, but the other materials are gone."
He has no family or sect, and he doesn't deliberately collect spiritual objects from heaven and earth. Not to mention the five thousand-year-old spiritual objects, there is not even a single spiritual stone on his body.
It can be said that he is penniless, and his daily expenses depend on rabbits.
Qingxuan and the monk were speechless, they always thought that gourd was a treasure. It is a rare spiritual thing to put some water in it and pour it out. I didn't expect it to be soaked with holy medicine.
"I'll go back and collect the materials for the elder immediately." Qingxuan was the first to come to his senses, and then Dushi also said: "Amitabha, the poor monk will also help."
After finishing speaking, the two turned around and wanted to leave, but were pulled by an invisible force the next moment.
"When you get all together, will the year of the monkey be?"
"What is the fairy head going to do?"
"Borrow from the world."
Li Changsheng stood up slowly, as if an ancient sacred mountain rose from the ground, but the two of them couldn't help but look up at the body that was clearly less than six feet away.
The fragments of the Demon Abyss scattered in this void trembled slightly, thousands of demon souls bowed their heads, and the poisonous miasma permeating the air dissipated. The scorching sun hanging high in the sky dimmed slightly, and there was only an inexplicable vibration between the sky and the earth. Countless monks raised their heads at this moment.
"Poverty Li Changsheng, today I borrow from the world people a thousand-year-old spirit of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and a 500-year-old elixir in 998. May the borrower raise his head three feet high and call my name Li Changsheng."
The sound spread thousands of miles, suppressing all the complicated things in the world.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths. Qingxuan and Dushi held their breaths, and then they narrowed their eyes and vaguely saw a white light on the sky, and meteors appeared and flew towards them.
Li Changsheng waved his hand and took all the thousand-year-old spirits of gold, wood, water, fire, earth into his palm, and countless elixir hovered around him. It took him less than a stick of incense to collect the spiritual objects that neither the Shangqing Palace nor the Buddhist sect could necessarily gather.
The two of them felt it was incredible, but somehow they took it for granted.
The grace of immortals is like the grace of heaven.
On weekdays, there is no way to send them away, and many people beat their **** because they did not send them out. This is a favor of the immortal, the more you send out, the more you will get back.
Sorry, I don’t know why I wrote the author’s message and found it disappeared the next day.
Last night was really uncomfortable, just one
(end of this chapter)