In a quiet room of the Swan Goose Temple, Zhang Yan sat on a futon and stared at a Talisman floating in front of him. He exhaled a mouthful of Spiritual Qi, and the Talisman trembled slightly and emitted a candlelight. When the light became brighter, he reached out and grabbed the ball of white light from his sleeve. 9v
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He had seen this thing before. It was a ball of essence formed by the Qi of the five metals in the veins of the earth. He did not know who had refined it into a small piece of meteoric iron. This method seemed to be used to make a good sword pill.
If it was tempered repeatedly with the True Fire and absorbed the Spiritual Qi of the sun and moon on a high platform every day, it might be possible to make a good sword pill after thousands of years.
However, Zhang Yan had the sword pill, so he did not need it. Now that he took it out, he wanted to make a "Sword Talisman of the Fighting Gate" recorded in the "Talisman Pouch Book".
Since he wanted to protect the main residence of the Immortal Palace for Tao Zhenren, it was better to prepare one more method.
This sword talisman was very powerful, but because it had lost the incantation of the Sect of Alchemy, it could only be used once. It was a life-saving talisman in times of crisis.
In the past seven days, he had spent almost everything. This talisman had gathered more than ten thousand Spiritual Shells' Spiritual Qi. If it was not for the fact that he had reached his limit, he would not stop even if he had to give up all the Spiritual Shells.
He even poured the Spiritual Qi from the Four Symbols God Killing Formation into the talisman.
He had used up a lot of this Spiritual Qi in the River Styx, and the remaining Spiritual Qi was not enough for refining medicine and weapons. He simply refined all of it into this sword talisman.
However, the spiritual Qi was enough, but it was still lacking a little Qi of the five metals. He could use this Spiritual Qi to make up for it.
The Spiritual Qi seemed to know that a disaster was coming, and it struggled desperately in Zhang Yan's hand. It made a hissing sound and shot out sharp Qi, cutting the furniture in the quiet room one after another.
Zhang Yan sneered, and a beam of light shot out from his mouth, trapping the soul. Then, he activated his inner breath, and spat out the golden light and raging fire on it.
About four hours later, he finally dispersed the five metal Qi. Then, he shouted and slapped the Talisman. A whistling sound rang out in the quiet room. The golden Talisman pierced through the roof tiles and shot up into the sky.
Zhang Yan also leaped straight into the clouds. He saw the Talisman hovering in mid-air, his whole body emitting a dense sword aura, and his eyes were cold. He smiled faintly and cast a spell. The Talisman turned into a golden light and circled around him before returning into his sleeve.
He was not in a hurry to return to the temple and sat cross-legged on the cloud. The wind from the sea made his clothes flutter noisily. He gazed into the distance and saw the changing clouds on the horizon, the fog blurred, the dark clouds pressing down on the sea as if they were about to collapse. It was as if the heaven and earth were boundless and the wind and clouds were gathering. * *
The auspicious cloud that emerged from the bottom of the sea grew brighter and brighter. It was obvious that the Immortal Abode would be born soon.
Although he could see the brilliance of the Immortal Abode, the Immortal Palace was actually erratic and had no fixed location. Other than Tao Zhenren, no one knew where it was hiding.
At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and the sky was dark and gloomy, but he was still sitting on the cloud, as if he was waiting for something.
When the hour of the Hai arrived, the two talismans he originally placed on the jade couch suddenly shook and rushed out of the dome. Two streaks of multicolored light flew out and illuminated the entire night sky.
Amidst the smoke, a colorful pheasant gave a faint cry. The smoke dispersed, revealing a graceful figure. A woman in red gracefully came over. She smiled and bowed to Zhang Yan, saying softly, "Thank you, fellow Daoist, for helping me escape from the confinement."
With a loud laugh, Lu Junbai, who had restored his old appearance, also walked over and cupped his hands in gratitude, "It's all thanks to fellow Daoist's help to get through this disaster!"
Zhang Yan smiled slightly and returned the greeting, "Fellow Daoists, please follow me into the temple for a chat. I have another important matter to discuss with you."
The night sky was low and the bright moon was in the sky. A Mysterious Snake's Nine Orifices Great Sea Boat was anchored on the sea. The waves below were tumbling, but the boat was flashing with green aura rainbows, as if there was an intense battle going on.
Qiu Ju was scurrying around on the conveyance light. He was forced into a difficult situation by a flying needle that was as thin as a cow's hair. Seeing that he couldn't dodge it no matter what, he had to say, "Senior Martial Brother Ceng, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"
The flying formation was suddenly taken away by someone. The white aura on the opposite side dissipated, and a young Daoist walked out. He was wrapped in a black robe, and his feet were on cloud shoes. He held a three feet long ganoderma in his hand, and the crown was ten feet wide, like a green umbrella. He smiled faintly and said, "Junior Martial Brother Qiu, you're too humble. Your Nanhua Sect is good at controlling spiritual birds and strange beasts. If it wasn't for your flower falcon being taken away by Shen Minggu, and you couldn't use 70% of your original Daoist techniques, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to defeat you so easily."
Qiu Ju originally had a sunken nose and thick lips, and his forehead was like a tree wart. His appearance was weird, and now that he heard these words, he felt like his sore point was poked, and his expression turned even uglier.
That day when he went against Shen Minggu, he couldn't take it anymore and made a bet with him. In the end, he was defeated, and even lost his spiritual bird.
Although the other party was covering for him on the surface, he was secretly mocking his Nanhua Sect for not having the help of a spiritual beast. However, he wasn't good with words, so he just moved his lips, and couldn't make a sound.
Zhu Jiu, who was standing at the side and watching the battle, saw that the atmosphere was a little stiff, so he walked over with a smile. He patted Qiu Ju's shoulder and sighed, "Senior Martial Brother Qiu, don't mind him. My Senior Martial Brother Ceng Han has been in Daoism for a hundred and thirty-five years, and has met countless fellow Daoists. His foundation is very solid, and now he's only one step away from Core Formation. This' Star Yin Ray Needle 'has been practiced to perfection, and his cultivation is far above mine. It's not wrong for you to lose."
Qiu Ju was silent for a moment, then he cupped his hands and said, "Senior Martial Brother Ceng is brilliant, I'm not as good as you."
Ceng Han smiled proudly, then looked to the side and saw a girl in a white dress standing there quietly, like a pure white lotus. He asked, "Sister Xin, you are a disciple of the Yuan Yang Martial School, why don't you tell me if there are any flaws in my acupuncture technique? Can it win against Shen Minggu? "
This woman was called Xin Chanzhen, and she was a true disciple of Yuan Yang Sword Sect. That day, she sensed the location of the Seven Ultimate Pillars, so she came all the way to the East Sea. She and Ceng Han were old acquaintances, so they walked together.
Ceng Han asked this question with the intention of showing off, hoping to hear some good words, but she thought about it seriously and said, "Although I don't know Shen Minggu, according to what Senior Martial Brother Qiu and Senior Martial Brother Chu said, with Senior Martial Brother Ceng's ability, he still had some chance of winning, but now he's more likely to lose."
Ceng Han heard this and felt a little uncomfortable. He frowned and said, "Why? I'd like to hear Junior Martial Sister's opinion. "
Xin Chanzhen said calmly, "Shen Minggu's Yin Yang Flying Dagger can be used at close range, and it's extremely fierce. But it has a flaw, and that is, it's not easy to fly during a fight. If you suddenly meet, the one who makes the first move will have some advantage."
Ceng Han didn't agree at first, but after hearing this, his face turned serious, and he couldn't help but nod in agreement. He said, "That's reasonable. After my two Junior Martial Brothers lost to him, I knew that if I fought him face to face, I wouldn't be able to win even after a day and night. Only by making the first move will I have a chance of winning. But Junior Martial Sister Xin, why don't you think I can win?"
Xin Chanzhen faintly said, "Shen Minggu is aware of his own weakness, so he set up a trap and won the Flower Falcon from Senior Brother Qiu. With the falcon's help, he can advance and retreat at will when facing the enemy. For the time being, he has no weaknesses to look for."
Ceng Han was startled, and he also frowned in deep thought. Although he thought highly of himself, he wasn't a shallow person who wouldn't listen to good advice, so he immediately re-evaluated this opponent in his heart.
Xin Chanzhen's jade-like fingers lightly stroked the sword at her waist, and said, "If this Shen Minggu isn't Senior Martial Brother Ceng's opponent, I would also want to fight with him."
Ceng Han recovered from his thoughts, and said with a smile, "Junior Martial Sister Xin, don't be disappointed. I heard that the Chong Yue Zhen Temple has two disciples who are the best. One is Shen Minggu, and the other is Xu Cuo. Now that the Immortal Abode on the Sea is about to appear, all forces are gathering, and we also want to go and fight. When that time comes, Junior Martial Sister won't have to worry about not meeting a good opponent."
Chu Jiu coughed, and interrupted, "Senior Martial Brother, you and Senior Martial Sister Xin just arrived here, so you don't know. I heard that Xu Cuo fought with Qincang School disciple Zhang Yan on the sea a few days ago, and was defeated and captured. Now it's unknown whether he's dead or alive."
"Oh?" Ceng Han raised his eyebrows, and said, "Qincang School disciple? Junior Martial Brother has seen this person? "
Chu Jiu nodded, and said, "I have. That day, I don't know what method he used to kill Chong Yue Zhen Temple's Elder Beigong Hao, he's really amazing. We happened to be on Qi Feng Island that day, so we met him."
Ceng Han smiled coldly and said, "I've also fought with a few true disciples of the Yue Cang Sect, but none of them lived up to their name. Since this person has come to the Eastern Sea, he's most likely here to fight for the Immortal's Abode. Master said that the Immortal's Abode will appear in ten days at the latest. If I meet him, I'd like to have a good fight with him."
Chu Jiu had fought with Beigong Hao before, and the fact that Zhang Yan was able to kill him showed that he was extremely powerful. Therefore, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Senior Martial Brother, we are only going to deal with Tao Zhenhong's disciples on Master's orders. Let's not complicate the issue, shall we?"
Ceng Han raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, at this moment, a talisman flew through the air. He caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye, and immediately flew into the air to grab it. After removing the restriction, he placed it in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but feel refreshed. He raised his head, and said, "Master has already deduced the location of the Immortal Abode's appearance, and has specially sent a talisman to inform us, summoning us to meet him as soon as possible!"
Hearing this, Qiu Ju, Chu Jiu, and the others all showed excitement in their eyes. If they could get their hands on this Purple Jade Immortal Abode, their Great Dao would be within reach!
Only Xin Chanzhen's jade-like expression remained unchanged. Her beautiful eyes pierced through the waves, staring into the distance, and the magic sword beside her was giving off a faint cry.
At this moment, in the cabin of the sea boat, Lady Shan and Master Cai sat facing each other, sipping tea. Senior Martial Sister Cai said enviously, "That Fellow Daoist Xin must also be interested in fighting for that Immortal Abode. Sigh, they are all disciples of big sects, and have a lot to talk about. At first, they were still polite to us, but when that Fellow Daoist Xin came, she ignored us. "
At this point, her heart was filled with disappointment and jealousy.
Lady Shan saw through her thoughts, and couldn't help but advise, "Senior Martial Sister, we are Daoists …"
Before she could finish, Senior Martial Sister Cai interrupted her impatiently, saying, "Stop, stop, stop. Junior Martial Sister, why do you have to say that you want to be pure and have few desires? I, your Senior Martial Sister, cultivate Daoism to stay young forever, and it's enough for me to find a suitable Daoist companion to live freely in this world. Don't talk about immortality, your Senior Martial Sister isn't cut out for that. "
Lady Shan sighed, and said softly, "Senior Martial Sister, cultivating Daoism can't help you live forever. In the end, you're just a pile of dirt …"
Senior Martial Sister Cai glared at her, stomped her feet, and said, "Junior Martial Sister, everyone has their own fate. I just want to live a vigorous life, and as long as I have a few hundred years of happiness, I'm willing to die!"
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