532 Harvest
"Master, are you really not going back to Qingyun Country with me?"
Under a city wall, Chen Zi'ang looked quietly at Lu Shu beside him with a stick.
Lu Shu's face is so fleshy. Although it looks a little round because of his fatness, his appearance is actually the type with a fat face.
However, now his eyes are deep and quiet, and his appearance seems extremely soft. His ordinary appearance actually gives him a kind look, which makes people feel heartbroken.
"No, the king of Zexi is my friend. This country is known as a wise country. I think this is my destination."
Lu Shu smiled faintly, his face shone softly, and he bowed slightly to Chen Zi'ang.
"Immortal Master, say goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
Chen Ziang nodded, and saw Lu Shu turn around and walk towards the city in front of him. He stepped by his feet and his energy was thriving. Although he still did not use martial arts, he was always in harmony with the energy of heaven and earth.
"Is there really a person in the world who has achieved great enlightenment and become a Buddha immediately?"
Chen Ziqiang frowned slightly, and then slowly shook his head after a while. He looked up at the sky. An illusory light flashed in his eyes, and the figure in the place disappeared immediately.
Although there were few pedestrians around, there was no interruption. However, he, a living person, suddenly disappeared, and no one found out that something was wrong.
Disillusionment in all directions!
Chen Ziang, who was standing in the void, looked at the Qitian stick in his hand quietly, and suddenly smiled faintly.
The soul leaped, and the infinite auras in all directions were all in sight. The Buddhist scriptures and Zen sings in the sea of consciousness. The experience of reincarnation for several lifetimes was frozen at the moment when life and death converged.
"Life and death are impermanent, and the illusion of the ten directions is like dew and lightning!"
The Qitian stick in his hand looked forward, and time seemed to be frozen in this moment. The Tianlong Slash behind him shook slightly, and a dreamy stream of light had broken through the boundaries of space and appeared several miles away in this static world.
The dark stick body quietly broke through the void and revealed its shape.
The next moment, time began to pass, and the energy in all directions caused subtle waves.
This move was a move that Chen Zi'ang killed the eight-armed Holy King possessed Gao Qian with one blow. The subtle sensing of the heaven and earth energy, the ultimate speed, and the illusion of Zen in the ten directions combined, which led to this move that broke through the boundaries of time and space.
Under this blow, the god who possessed Gao Qian did not realize that something was wrong until Chen Zi'ang entered him, but it was too late.
"This trick is called the Ten-Pinyin Stick! It's not too easy to use for Yin people."
When the Ten-Straight Sticks make moves, they all depend on themselves, and they will hardly cause a reaction of the qi. When the opponent comes to his senses, the attack will have already hit the body.
Within three or four miles, even if it is a fake alchemy monk, as long as it is a protective magic weapon, Chen Zi'ang is sure to kill it with one stick!
The Tianlong Slash incited and led Chen Zi'ang to the direction of Qingyun Kingdom. On the way, he naturally had to count his own gains.
First of all, there is something on Wu Yue. A talisman of the Zhengfa Mountain can be named the lord of the eight hundred miles of mountain territory. However, it will take decades to consolidate the throne, and it is very difficult to escape, which is almost useless to Chen Zi'ang.
The reason why it is almost impossible is that the talisman of the Zhengfa Mountain can still borrow ground power with limited capacity and can be unlimited to the region.
If Chen Zi'ang used it, if he was surrounded by mountains, he could double his own strength in a short time!
This was undoubtedly a big help for him.
In addition, there is a magical practice method, "The Supreme Intense of the Greatest Method of the Great Heavenly Kicking Talismans and the True Body Dao Haotian".
This divine practice is a direct target of the third-level priesthood, which can control tens of thousands of miles of area, and its strength is almost equivalent to that of a cultivator who has just entered the spiritual world.
Moreover, even the soul is not enough in his divine realm!
"Sher..."
When he suddenly saw it, Chen Zi'ang was shocked. However, after carefully reading it, he left it helplessly behind his mind, because this divine Taoist technique came from a god who called himself the God of Hanzhen Taoism, and could only practice in the divine world where he was. In other worlds, because of the slight changes in the laws of heavenly laws, he could only practice to the fifth level, equivalent to a golden elixir cultivator.
The Jindan monk who was bound by the region and was unable to advance also made Chen Zi'ang give up speechlessly.
However, this divine practice method was actually Wu Yue's thing, not from the evil god he thought, which surprised Chen Zi'ang for a moment.
Moreover, through the records of the exercises, I also learned more about Shinto Chen Zi'ang.
Like gods, they generally do not violate what they say, and the power of oath is comparable to that of the great spiritual mantra of monks, etc...
"Shendao practice is indeed a convenient method. Once you enter the class, you can live with the heaven and earth, but you cannot be free and disagree with me."
He shook his head and completely put this technique behind his mind.
Gao Qian had two high-quality magic weapons on his body, purple gold robes, two medium-quality magic weapons, and seven or eight low-quality magic weapons.
Lu Yu and his wife had a set of high-quality magic weapons, as well as a luxury magic weapon, a windmill, a beast car in the four directions. The wheels were driven by the power of wind and fire, and runes fluttered on them, and the five colors were filled with light and constantly changing, which was also a treasure.
There are several other items, including two foundation-building pills!
Si Jian, a cultivator of the Huixian League, also had a lot of things on him, but after he went back, he was afraid that someone from the Huixian League would ask for it, so Chen Zi'ang glanced and put it aside.
In addition, there are also rewards from Lu Shu, such as a secret treasure, a high-quality magic weapon, a high-quality magic weapon, and a medium-sized magic weapon, Qingmu Shengsheng Wheel. These were originally Wu Yue's things.
With the Tiangang Thunder Stone obtained, the harvest of this trip was beyond Chen Zi'ang's imagination.
A few days later, when I returned to Qingyun Kingdom, a few days later, people from the Immortal Alliance came to me.
"Fellow Daoist Chen is here? I have no internal deacon in the Immortal League. I have any questions to ask for a visit!"
Before the courtyard, Si Wu wore a gray Taoist robe, his long hair was casually slinged behind his head with a wooden hairpin, and his three-inch white beard flew away, showing his fairy-like posture of Taoist bones.
"Fellow Daoist Si, please come in!"
A light flashed, and the courtyard guard hole opened a one-person entrance.
"I'm upset!"
Si Wu bowed slightly and slowly entered the courtyard.
"Do you come to ask for the relics of fellow Taoist Si?"
Chen Zi'ang sat upright in the stone pavilion and waved to him to sit down.
"As an elder, I should be concerned about Si Jian's death. As a member of the Immortal Alliance, I also hope that fellow Taoists can return Si Jian's relics."
Si Wu's body shines with his spiritual light, and his perfect cultivation of Taoist foundation was fully revealed.
"This is what fellow Taoist Si has. You can click a little."
Chen Zi'ang handed a Qiankun bag casually. He didn't like Si Jian's things. There was no need to provoke Huixian Alliance for this little thing. It would be better to please me and exchange for something he needed in this exchange.
"Fellow Daoist..., thank you!"
Si Wu didn't expect that it would be so smooth. Moreover, the two most important magic weapons in the Qiankun bag were still there, and it was unlikely that the other party would be greedy for other scattered items. Besides, even if you take some, it would be reasonable.
"Fellow Daoist, I heard that there are several trading venues in the trading market that are rich in materials, but not everyone can enter?"
Chen Zi'ang smiled faintly and asked for benefits.
"Indeed, do fellow Taoists have a place to go? As a deacon in the interior, I can still take out a few tokens."
Si Wu also had a smile on his face, and the other party's request was direct, which made him feel a little fond of, at least much better than some hypocrites.
"I heard that there are several big merchants who have a complete range of goods and everything."
Chen Zi'ang leaned out his body. This was the only channel he knew that could obtain a large amount of Gengjin essence at one time.
"Indeed, the transactions inside often cost tens of thousands of spirit stones, and most of them are large-scale transactions of various sects, and they have never been sold alone. People with casual cultivators may not have that much capital."
Si Wu looked at Chen Zi'ang.
"I want to go and have a look, I hope it will be convenient for fellow Taoists."
Chen Zi'ang bowed with a serious look on his face.
"If fellow Taoists insist on doing this, I can give it a letter of invitation."
Si Wulu added another sentence after wiping his beard.
"In addition, there will be a private auction soon, which is also very good. Fellow Taoists can go and have a look."
This is a gift.
"Thank you fellow Taoist!"
Chen Zi'ang bowed, and Si Wu asked about Si Jian's death again. Chen Zi'ang naturally refused to let it go too late. The battle was about to end and was completely thrown away.
Si Wu had no doubts. After all, the other party's cultivation was there and his attitude was good. Si Jian gave him the relics as soon as he said that, and he had no reason to investigate the other party. He could only secretly investigate the situation in the future.
Chapter completed!