Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 720 The Treasure of Enlightenment, Pen and Book (4K)

The place where this innate spiritual treasure falls is not in the mountains and rivers, but in a fairy city.

When passing through Xiancheng, Zhang Jian had some whim in his heart.

Even if you are directly entering this ancient city called Jintian.

But in a 'residential house', a trace of the aura of the innate spirit treasure was detected.

That's when the innate spirit treasure senses the approach of a destined person, and the treasure creature is naturally inspired.

Zhang Jian swept across this 'residential house' with his eternal will. He said it was a 'residential house', but it was actually the house of a low-level practitioner. This practitioner seemed to have given up on the road to longevity, and chose to live and work here in peace and contentment, marrying a wife have children.

Under the eternal will, he could see an old immortal cultivator sitting under the jujube tree in the yard. , which is equivalent to the peak of Qi training, only half a step away from foundation establishment, but this half step has become his natural moat.

In each side room, there are also several beautiful women, and those women are all mortal creatures.

If Zhang Jian did not intervene, after the old man finished his last journey, their descendants would be silently transferred to the realm of the human world.

Complete the move without knowing it.

Zhang Jian's eyes fell on the small courtyard, to be precise, on the neck of a young grandson beside the old man.

It was a small dark-colored gourd with green-colored patterns all over its body, which was very mysterious.

The small gourd is tied up with a hemp rope.

Although the little gourd also has innate weather, it is not what Zhang Jian is looking for, but there is another innate weather mechanism in the gourd that slightly resonates with Zhang Jian's primordial spirit.

That's a hidden object within an object, a hidden treasure within a treasure.

Zhang Jian knocked on the door of the courtyard immediately, and saw the door open after a short while, and a twilight figure looked at Zhang Jian with slightly surprised eyes.

"I don't know who knocked on the door, so why?"

His eyes were a little wary, and he noticed that Zhang Jian was not a familiar face around him.

But Zhang Jian's clothes were extraordinary, and he had an otherworldly demeanor, which made him dare not underestimate him.

Zhang Jian smiled slightly.

"Go and report to the Patriarch of your family, and say that someone wants to give him a fortune!"

Hearing this, the old housekeeper's expression became solemn, and he went to report in a hurry, and soon after, he saw an old man in brocade clothes walking out of it.

This is the old monk under the insight of Zhang Jian's eternal will.

"I don't know what monk you are, but I don't seem to know you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jian just smiled, without waiting for him to fully open the middle door, the door opened naturally with a wave of his hand, but the faces of the old man and the servant changed, only feeling that they were completely unable to move under this coercion.

Zhang Jian stepped into the courtyard and came under the jujube tree in a short while.

At this time, under the jujube tree, there were several young children sitting on the ground playing with their buttocks naked.

Zhang Jian's eyes fell on one of the younger children on the ground. He looked like he was only one or two years old, and his voice was childish.

"Patriarch Wu, can you hand over the gourd on your young grandson to me?"

Zhang Jian looked at Wu Ming!

Zhang Jian did not take it himself.

If he took it by himself, the whole of Wu would probably be left behind.

Zhang Jian seldom did this. The higher his morality, the more he cared about Yu Yu, and he would not easily commit murderous thoughts.

And once the killing intent is activated, naturally there will be no sequelae.

The old man's face changed slightly, but he reacted in an instant. He hurried to the young grandson, took off the gourd from his neck, and then walked to Zhang Jian, offering it with both hands.

"Senior, this junior even picked up this thing at the door of the house a few days ago. Seeing that it is made of strange workmanship, I secretly decided to make a toy for my grandson. I never thought it was a senior's thing!"

Zhang Jian glanced at the old man.

"This thing is so precious, are you willing to give it up?!"

Zhang Jian smiled slightly, but did not take it. He just flicked his sleeves, and saw the green gourd suddenly swell in Wu Ming's hands. It seems to be able to swallow the sky and the earth, and annex the nether world.

It was a congenital gourd.

Although it is not an innate spirit treasure, it is at least a middle-grade acquired spirit treasure, and may reach the level of a top-grade acquired spirit treasure!

Seeing these strange signs, Wu Ming's expression was startled at first, but then his expression changed drastically.

Dang even fell to his knees.

"Senior, Wu Ming is willing to dedicate this rare treasure to senior, but please spare these old grandchildren, senior, because they don't remember anything and don't understand anything!"

Zhang Jian looked at the old man and smiled slightly.

The old man was obviously worried that he would kill someone to silence him.

He said calmly.

"You are a good fortune, you know the trade-offs!"

"You don't have to worry, I have no malice towards your Wu family, but you will have a great fortune waiting for you today!"

Zhang Jian waved his hand and took the jasper gourd into his hand. He glanced at Wu Ming, and saw a strange divine power fall into Wu Ming's body while waving his hand. His body began to change with the naked eye. His old, broken body He is exuding vitality, and the dead energy everywhere is being washed away by the enveloping divine light. Although his face is still old-fashioned, his core is exuding vitality.

Zhang Jian thought for a while, and took out another flat peach from his hand.

The flat peach turned into a beam of light and fell into Wu Ming's body.

Zhang Jian just sealed this 6000-year-old flat peach into his body, releasing vitality little by little, nourishing his origin, he smiled slightly.

"Do you feel it, this is the first gift I gave you, the body of immortality!"

"Thank you senior!"

Hearing this, Wu Ming's face was overjoyed, and the face of the old servant behind him couldn't help but change drastically.

"The value of the thing in your hand is extraordinary. Although it will basically not be of any benefit to you, it is only a disaster, but this seat does not bother to take advantage of you!"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Jian waved his hand and a green orb appeared again.

That is the congenital green lotus seed.

It was also formed by the third grade of the Xiantian Lingbao, the Xiantian Qinglian. At the same time, Zhang Jian took out the Nine Heavens Qinglian Picture of the Houtian Lingbao in his hand and turned it into two streamers of light and injected it into Wu Ming's body.

"I see that you have a wood-type physique, but your aptitude is average. Today I will help you to reverse your foundation. After you absorb the innate good fortune essence deep in the innate lotus seeds, you will be able to transform your foundation and set foot on the road of immortals and gods." Not difficult!"

"As for the other treasure, when you reach the end of your practice, you will know its magical effect!"

Zhang Jian sighed a little at this time.

The Nine Heavens Blue Lotus Picture of the Acquired Spirit Treasure helped him a lot, and he overcame difficulties several times.

However, this treasure is of limited use to him now, and simply giving it to Wu Ming can be regarded as the end of cause and effect.

Wu Ming was full of joy at this time, but he never thought that there would be such a good luck when the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry.

When he raised his head, he saw that Zhang Jian had already left, so he could only continue to kowtow to show his gratitude.

But after getting up, his eyes fell on the old servant who was still in shock, and his eyes became extremely cold like an ancient well for many years.

Seeing this, the old servant's expression changed instantly, and he came to his senses.

"Patriarch, please forgive me!"

"The villain follows the Patriarch, has always been loyal, and never dares to have two hearts!"

He followed Wu Ming when he was young, and he was very clear about the methods of this old Patriarch. The other party's intentions were much more ruthless than those of others.

Wu Ming's eyes fell on him, and he closed his eyes after a while.

Seeing this scene, the old servant was flustered, like beating a drum, but he didn't dare to have the slightest abnormality.

Wu Ming's face was cloudy and cloudy, and the light and darkness changed. He took a deep breath for a moment, and took out a jet-black flag from his hand.

It was an ordinary heresy artifact, the ecstasy banner.

For monks on the ninth floor of the Qi refining period, it is still precious.

For this old servant who has been with him since he was young, he has never killed him after all. The ecstasy banner in his hand can seal part of the memory of the other party, but there are still hidden dangers after all.

However, Wu Ming is still willing to bear this risk.

As long as he was careful, and Wu Deng was old and weak, he didn't have a few years to live, so there wasn't much risk.

He waved the pitch-black banner in his hand, shaking slightly, Wu Deng was immediately entangled in a black air, and slowly passed out on the ground.

Zhang Jian's eternal will is huge, but the movements in the Wu family's compound are completely captured by his eyes.

Zhang Jian's expression was noncommittal. For him, pointing Wu Ming casually was just a matter of pleasure.

In addition, the scene in the Wu family's mansion is somewhat similar to the layout in Fengyang County, which reminded him of the years in Fengyang County.

If it weren't for his extraordinary talent, perhaps today's Wu Ming would be the same as in the past.

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Outside Kam Tin City.

At this time, Zhang Jian had an extra jasper gourd in his hand.

The gourd is two to three times larger than normal small gourds. The body of the gourd is round and transparent, which is very pleasing.

Feeling the strong innate aura emanating from the jasper gourd in his hand, as well as the innate charm of its overall flawless body, his eyes fluctuated a little. This baby already possessed a part of the essence of innate spiritual treasures, but unfortunately, it may be because there was not enough time to conceive it The month, or the innate source is incomplete, so it failed to become an innate spirit treasure, but after being refined, it is also a very high-quality acquired spirit treasure.

A purple-yellow dragon-shaped fairy light in Zhang Jian's hand blended into it, and after a while, he began to refine it.

Congenital Nether Gourd: Top-grade Houtian Lingbao, which contains the seven ways of postmortem gods’ prohibition. It also contains a void and ghost space that can swallow and suppress immortal gods. The gourd also contains ghost real water, which can destroy the real body of immortal gods and the body of primordial spirits. .

Zhang Jian opened the mouth of the gourd at this time, and saw a ghostly radiance suddenly erupted from the mouth of the gourd. The radiance contained a deep and vast imperial aura, appeared outside and flew around, but suddenly fell into the depths of Zhang Jian's palm.

It was Lingbao who recognized the master by himself.

Zhang Jian spread out his palm, only to see an unusually thick magic brush with ghost energy emerging from the depths of his palm.

This thing also seemed to have sensed the incomparably thick nether power around him, and it turned out to be cast by itself.

Zhang Jian held this ghost brush, he interacted with the aura of the Xiantian Lingbao, and after a while, he grasped a copy of the mystery of this treasure.

Middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao: Nether judge's pen, which contains six innate immortality prohibitions!
This is a top-grade middle-grade congenital spirit treasure, which contains many laws of heaven and earth, good and evil, judgment, life and death, and reincarnation.

It is the same as the book of life and death in the depths of the nether world.

As for why it appeared in the gourd, I'm afraid it was brought out by the powerful monster clan when the nether world was just formed, and finally fell into the hands of the demon court.

At this time, Zhang Jian's face showed a smile that he couldn't hide.

He knew that the sustenance of cutting out the good corpse this time was finally settled.

Among the many innate spiritual treasures of the Nether series, the Nether Judge's Pen is incomparable to the reincarnation disk and the book of life and death, but it is also very important, and it contains a part of Nether luck.

The most important thing is the Lord of the Nine Nether Worlds who suits him.

As for the lower rank, Zhang Jian is not picky about food.

Furthermore, his evil corpse is the emperor's gold book, and his good corpse is based on the Nether Judge's pen, and the two complement each other.

One is the book as the body, and the other is the magic pen.

The fit is extremely high.

The grade is low, and he can find a way to make up for it in the future.

The Xiantian Lingbao itself also has a very strong growth potential.

After all, Xiantian Lingbao cannot be regarded as an existence with complete wisdom. How powerful it can produce depends on the wisdom of the person who owns it.

Zhang Jian was quite satisfied.

"If you take the road of beheading the three corpses, this can be regarded as a treasure of enlightenment!"

Such a thought flashed through Zhang Jian's mind, and he quickly suppressed it.

It's just that what he wants to take is not the road of beheading the three corpses.

However, if he could cut out the three corpses and borrow this secret method, his Taoism would be further improved.

If it is cut off temporarily, it will be of great help to him in the future.

While thinking, Zhang Jian directly turned the Nether Judge's pen into a stream of light and threw it into the depths of the gestating good corpse soul, and the two continued to blend and merge.

Not long after, Zhang Jian clearly felt that the good corpse melted instantly. Inside, a magnificent emperor dressed in the robe of Emperor Jiuyou, with a faint imperial aura and a face similar to his, walked out of it, and there was a magnificent divine power all over his body flow out of it.

After the emperor took shape.

There is also a majestic and vast divine energy that feeds back into his body from the depths of the Nether Judge's pen, and is absorbed by Daoguo Qingyun, which makes his Dihuang Daoguo divine light skyrocket, and the eternal Taoism is climbing steadily, as if he is about to break through a limit.

In the depths of the Daoguo Qingyun, the root of the Emperor of the Earth condensed in the map of the Daoguo, Shanhe, and Jiji is about to come out, and it wants to be completely combined with the Emperor, Daoguo, and Yuanshen.

At the same time, Zhang Jian felt that in the depths of the dark void, there was a majestic doom that was about to move. Once the root Dao fruit was born, there would inevitably be a backlash.

That was the fourth great catastrophe.

Zhang Jian quickly took back this step, he knew very well that this was not everything he wanted.

With the current foundation, even if one survives the Great Calamity of Destruction, one cannot reach the pinnacle, let alone the most powerful person in the realm of the other side.

The emperor's root spirit he honed has not yet met his expectations.

However, the good corpse of the Lord of the Nine Nethers cut out at this time was not limited by his noumenal realm. It conformed to the rules of the Nether Avenue in the depths of the Nether Judge's pen, and the root of the Nine Nethers had already taken shape.

After the Nine Nether Origin Dao Fruit took shape, Zhang Jian once again felt a great will to destroy come.

He knew that he might not be able to avoid the fourth catastrophe of destruction.

　The obsessive-compulsive disorder is too uncomfortable, and the mood has not recovered for a long time

　
(End of this chapter)