Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 100: Dry Shield Axe and Treasure Bowl (Subscribe)
"Great witch, why don't you try it out first to see if the weight is right for you!" As he spoke, Li Xuanyang handed over the Gan Dun Qi Axe and said, "If you feel it's not heavy enough, I still have a lot of one-yuan heavy water in my mountain. You can refine it into the Gan Dun Qi Axe to add some weight."

Xing Tian reached out to take the Gandun Qi Axe, only to feel it sink in his hand. He waved it a little, feeling that it was very handy. He excitedly said to Li Xuanyang, "Haha, thank you very much, Immortal. If you have any instructions in the future, please come to Xing Tian. Xing Tian will go through fire and water to help you. Please accept my greetings!"

Li Xuanyang had not expected Xing Tian to do this. He waved his sleeve and helped Xing Tian up. "There is no need for this, Great Wizard. This is just a piece of cake for me."

"Besides, I was given a piece of Chaos Divine Iron by the Great Wizard. Honestly speaking, I am the one who got the better deal."

"However, if the Great Wizard ever breaks through to the Quasi-Sage realm, he can then return to Xuanyang Mountain and forge the Gan Dun Qi Axe again."

"Master, please don't joke. My witch clan is different from the Qigong practitioners like you. We dare not aspire to reach the realm of the ancestor witch." Xing Tian smiled but there was a hint of loss on his face.

The witch clan pays great attention to bloodline in their practice.

Among them, the twelve ancestor witches were all born from the essence and blood of the great god Pangu. The blood of the great god Pangu is the most concentrated in their bodies, so they are the strongest.

As for the remaining great witches, their bloodlines are naturally restricted, and it is almost impossible for them to break through to the realm of ancestor witches and be on par with the twelve ancestor witches.

"Great wizard, there is no need to think too much." Li Xuanyang smiled and talked with Xing Tian for a while. Xing Tian then said goodbye and left, carrying a dry shield and axe and returning to the Houtu tribe in a very ostentatious manner.

The Nine-Headed Feathered Insect glanced at Xingtian's back, snorted, and muttered, "Xingtian, you have some self-awareness. You know that you can't break through to the Quasi-Saint realm."

In response, Li Xuanyang glared at the Nine-Headed Feathered Insect and scolded it, "Don't talk nonsense."

The realm of the Ancestral Witch is the Quasi-Saint, but the Quasi-Saint realm does not necessarily have to be the Ancestral Witch.

In later generations, Xing Tian stepped into the realm of quasi-saint with the body of a great wizard and sat in the Ancestral Wizard Hall. Even some quasi-saints with great magical powers in the Xuanmen sect did not dare to despise him. In a fit of rage, he even wielded a Gan Shield and Qi Axe to attack the Heavenly Palace.

It shocked countless monks.

"Jiu Yu!" Seeing the Nine-Headed Feathered Insect being scolded, the Golden Crane Boy couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The Nine-Headed Feathered Insect glared fiercely at the Golden Crane Boy, then quickly stepped forward and said to Li Xuanyang as if presenting a treasure, "Master, the banana tree in our mountain has produced four spiritual fruits, and they seem to be about to mature."

Four spiritual fruits!

"Only four spiritual fruits?" Li Xuanyang couldn't help but look surprised.

The banana tree had already blossomed before the three sermons in Zixiao Palace. Now, at least three thousand years have passed, but it is still not mature, and has only produced four spiritual fruits, which makes him feel a little surprised.

"Master, the spiritual fruit produced by the banana tree is very strange. The spiritual light emanating from it is divided into four colors: yellow, green, blue and red." The Golden Crane Boy interrupted.

"Yellow, green, blue, and red!" Li Xuanyang's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of the scene when he encountered the banana tree on Mount Buzhou in the past. It was shining with four kinds of light: yellow, green, blue, and red.

But the difference is that this time, what was produced were four spiritual fruits, not banana leaves.

"Could it be that I have to get four more innate spiritual materials?" Li Xuanyang subconsciously thought of the innate spiritual materials, but he felt that it was somewhat unlikely.

The last time, the four banana leaves produced by the banana tree took who knows how many billions of years to mature.

But now, only more than three thousand years have passed, and the four spiritual fruits are about to mature. How could they be innate spiritual materials? At most, they are innate spiritual fruits similar to ginseng fruit.

"Four different colored spiritual fruits!" Taoist Bai Lian suddenly thought of an innate spiritual root and said, "Daoyou mentioned it back in Penglai. In the prehistoric world, there's an innate spiritual root that possesses all five elements. It's called the Five-Needle Pine. The spiritual fruits it produces are divided into the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and they all have different colors."

"Fellow Daoist, you mean that the four spiritual fruits produced by the banana tree are very similar to the spiritual fruits produced by the five-needle pine. One contains the five elements of earth, wind, water and fire, and the other contains the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth." Li Xuanyang calculated that it has been exactly four thousand years since the banana tree bloomed.

It seems that it takes a thousand years to bloom, a thousand years to bear fruit, and another two thousand years to adjust the feng shui and fire of the land before it can mature. In four thousand years, only four spiritual fruits are produced.

The five-needle pine takes five thousand years to bloom and bear fruit, and another five thousand years for the five elements to adjust before it matures.

"That's quite interesting." Li Xuanyang showed a hint of joy, waved to the Golden Crane Boy and the Nine-headed Feathered Insect, and said, "Alright, you all can go down!"

Seeing this, the Golden Crane Boy and the Nine-headed Feathered Insect had no choice but to retreat.

Li Xuanyang and Taoist Bailian returned to the main hall, sat facing each other, and began to sort out their numerous innate spiritual treasures, including the several Taoist Bailian had brought back. There were dozens of them, large and small. Besides the Book of the Underworld, the only high-grade innate spiritual treasures Li Xuanyang had obtained were the Marriage Book and the Treasure Lotus Lantern, both of which were transformed from the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Azure Lotus of the past.

Among them, the thin marriage bond was transformed from the petals of the Chaos Blue Lotus. Although it has no defense and attack capabilities, it can control the fate of all living beings in the prehistoric world. It also has a companion spiritual treasure, the red thread, which can be said to be a thread that connects a thousand miles of marriage, which is mysterious and extraordinary.

When the human race is born in the future, you can use the marriage book to control the fate of the human race and obtain a part of the human race's luck and merit.

The Precious Lotus Lantern, also formed from the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Azure Lotus, is the foremost of the four great spiritual lamps of the prehistoric world. The lamp stands nine inches tall, its entire color pure white, like ice and snow.

Its shape is like a blooming lotus, and the lotus heart is the wick.

This lamp is good at defense, and the wick contains the seven treasures fire, which can burn all filth. Anyone with seven emotions and six desires will be controlled by it. In addition, it has the power to shake the heaven and earth and change the destiny of the universe.

In addition, there are innate spiritual treasures such as Nine-Colored Rainbow Clothes, Lingxiu Piaoyi, and Four Seas Bottle.

In comparison, Taoist Bai Lian's harvest was much worse. There were only a few items in total, almost all of which were ordinary innate spiritual treasures. Only one item, the Fenbao Cliff, was considered top-grade. It was taken out by Taoist Bai Lian and looked like an uneven rock.

"It's not an innate spiritual material, but an innate spiritual treasure!" Seeing the Treasure-Finance Cliff taken out by Taoist Bai Lian, a hint of surprise flashed in Li Xuanyang's eyes. He shot a golden divine light at it, and saw that the Treasure-Finance Cliff slowly changed, gradually revealing its original appearance, and turned into a golden treasure basin.

The body of the basin is engraved with spreading auspicious clouds and various innate spiritual treasures. The bottom is decorated with Ganoderma cloud patterns and five blessings patterns. It contains the mystery of blessings and virtues, and can gather the aura of blessings and virtues from the ancient times, and can even create something out of nothing.

Of course, creating something out of nothing is just a saying, and it does not mean that spiritual treasures and materials can really be created out of thin air. Instead, it means that the gathered aura of blessings and virtues can bring together many opportunities and treasures.

In other words, obtaining the treasure bowl is equivalent to the cultivator having great luck and being able to often encounter various spiritual treasures and materials.

"This treasure bowl is quite useful." Li Xuanyang waved his sleeves and turned the treasure bowl into a ray of golden light, which fell into the Chaos Spirit Spring in the mountains. He wanted to see what kind of treasures it could gather.

The treasure bowl is not omnipotent. At most, it can gather ordinary innate spiritual treasures. For a quasi-saint with great supernatural powers like Li Xuanyang, it is of little use.

For ordinary living cultivators, the treasure bowl seems to be a supreme treasure, but in fact, while it constantly encounters opportunities, it is also accompanied by various dangers. It is hard to say whether it is good or bad.

Just when Li Xuanyang was sorting out many innate spiritual treasures, a lot of troubles arose again in the prehistoric world. A group of cultivators who returned from Zixiao Palace began to search for the fallen innate spiritual treasures, and the prehistoric world fell into chaos again.

The Three Pure Ones and others who had obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi went into seclusion to organize what they had learned from the teachings and refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Among them, the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa directly closed the mountain gate and activated the mountain protection formation, blocking off the area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles around East Kunlun Mountain and Fengqi Mountain. No outsiders were allowed to come in, and even the boys and mounts under their command were not allowed to leave the mountain to avoid causing trouble.

Even Lian Yin and Zhunti, after searching for innate spiritual treasures, chose to return to the mountains to meditate and refine the Hongmeng purple energy.

In the witch clan, in the ancestral witch hall, the twelve ancestral witches gathered together, each with a gloomy face and an ugly expression.

Di Jiang cast a deep glance in the direction of the Thirty-Three Outer Heavens before speaking calmly, "During the three sermons given at Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun established six saintly positions and bestowed seven streams of primordial purple energy. He also said that below the saints, all are ants."

The Three Pure Ones, Jie Yin and Zhunti are fine. Although they are powerful practitioners of the Qigong lineage, they have no interactions with the Wu Clan, let alone any hatred. I believe that even if they become saints in the future, they will not do anything to the Wu Clan. At most, they will give up some territory to allow them to practice their teachings.

But Nuwa is one of the great saints of the demon clan, and she is also the Queen of Nuwa in the heaven. Once she becomes a saint, the strength of the demon clan will increase greatly. When the Yuanhui period ends, the demon clan will inevitably return to the prehistoric land and have another dispute with the witch clan.

Faced with such a situation, even the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan who were in charge of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation felt the pressure.

"Hmph, I, the witch, don't believe that Nuwa, a saint alone, can treat the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation of my witch clan as ants!" Zhu Rong shouted angrily, obviously not taking it seriously.

"Zhu Rong!" Di Jiang snorted coldly and said, "Have you forgotten our last battle?"

When these words came out, Zhu Rong's face changed slightly. Thinking of Hongjun Daozu's magical powers, he suddenly fell silent.
Said: "Then what do you say we should do?"

"At worst, we can just attack Fengqi Mountain, kill Fuxi and Nuwa, and snatch her Sainthood and Hongmeng Purple Qi."

Gong Gong sneered and shouted, "Anyway, that old man Hongjun once said that my Wu clan will have its own opportunities in the future. It may be possible for us to use the Hongmeng Purple Qi to achieve the Dao and become a saint. At the very least, we cannot allow the demon clan to have a saint in charge."

(End of this chapter)