Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 745 The whereabouts of the fairy treasure

Facing Liu Qinghuan's questioning, San Sangmu was silent for a long time, and only then did he speak again.

"Don't go."

Liu Qinghuan almost thought she had heard it wrong, and said in amazement, "Aren't you leaving?"

In fact, since many years ago, he had the feeling that San Sangmu was about to die, but the other party never left, and he was busy, so he never pursued it.Hearing such an answer now, I really don't understand why.

"What do you mean by not leaving? So... don't tell me you're already dead, and you're just going to hang on?"

"almost."

"Oh, it's coming soon." Liu Qinghuan nodded: "Then what do you mean by saying you can't leave?"

The wooden stick that emerged from under the spiritual root tree shook, and seemed to be very wronged and said: "The bottle won't go away."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes were wide open, and her heartbeat suddenly became faster!

"Could the bottle you're talking about be the Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Bottle? Immortal Treasure?"

San Sangmu did not deny it.

Liu Qinghuan suddenly felt that the dust had settled.

Although he had long guessed that the seed might be a fairy treasure, this was the first time he got a clear answer.

It's just that he still doesn't understand that Xianbao can't leave the Mingshan Battlefield before the end of the battle season, but somehow he was able to escape with him, and escaped the search of Guibugui and another Mahayana monk.

Thinking hard to no avail, Liu Qinghuan was a little dazed as he watched the pure wood spiritual energy continuously flow out from under the spiritual root tree.

That is a fairy treasure, something that even Mahayana monks flock to!It's really in his dantian?

He raised his head and looked back and forth among the luxuriant branches of the tree of spiritual roots that seemed to lift the sky, trying to find that green seed... Naturally, he found nothing.

What made him happy was that because there was an incomparably huge gap between Xianbao's rank and his, the little aura leaked from it made his cultivation grow day by day.

Before Kongwu Taizun asked him how long it would take him to reach the Nascent Soul Stage Dzogchen, and he replied that it would take decades. This time is already surprisingly short. After all, he has not been in the Nascent Soul Stage for a long time, and it would be too eye-catching any sooner. .

In fact, with the wood spiritual energy leaked from the fairy treasure, and he is in the upper and clear cave, not to mention that he has three Tianying fruits that can increase his cultivation, I believe he will be able to cultivate it in a few decades The realm of great perfection.And the rest of the time, he reserved it for merging the Dao Realm.

Liu Qinghuan thought for a long time, and when she raised her head, she saw the wooden stick sneakily going to reclaim her roots. She turned her joy into anger and said, "Okay, no wonder you don't want to leave, so you want to take the fairy treasure for yourself!"

He grabbed the root that was trying to escape from his hand and pulled it out, causing San Sangmu to rush to fight for it. For a while, the root was dancing wildly, punching and kicking, it was a great battle!
After the fight, Nascent Soul hugged the bare wooden stick tightly with its limbs like lotus joints, and coaxed: "Do you know where that seed is, tell it to come out, let me see how about it?"

San Sangmu struggled hard, trying to escape from his control, but refused to answer the question.

Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to settle for the next best thing: "You have to tell me when it will become a tree, right? I can also make preparations. Where do you want to take root, or choose a place in our Donghua State?"

This is indeed a very serious and urgent question.The birth of a sacred tree will have far-reaching impacts, and the entire interface will benefit from it, and as it grows, it will release a majestic aura and improve the level of the interface.

Liu Qinghuan didn't expect San Sangmu to settle in the Wenshi Sect—that's unlikely, after all, it's a Shenmu, and if other sects found out, they might be extremely dissatisfied, not to mention that it would definitely involve Liu Qinghuan himself, which was inconsistent with his usual low-key behavior in principle.

But it is still possible to let Sansangmu fall in Donghua Prefecture, so the distance is not far away, and the aura is much stronger than other places, so it can be regarded as a field that does not flow to outsiders.

After some questioning, San Sangmu finally succumbed, saying that he would soon become a tree, but because he was reluctant to part with the fairy treasure, the wood aura leaked from the fairy treasure was also of great benefit to it, so he kept suppressing his growth, and he might still be able to survive. Press for another few decades.

It was only then that Liu Qinghuan realized that most of the aura released by the fairy treasure had been absorbed by it, and only a small part was left to him, so she couldn't help feeling sulky.

But after thinking about it, although the spiritual energy can quickly improve the cultivation level, it is not cultivated by oneself after all, and it will inevitably cause the foundation to be unstable. Safer.

Besides, I have lived with San Sangmu for many years, and I have relied on it for help in several life and death situations, so I don't care about it.

After sorting out the mess, Liu Qinghuan finally came out of his dantian, got up and walked out of the quiet room.

All eyes are straight and straight jade-encrusted purple bamboos inlaid with gold. This kind of spiritual bamboo has an excellent appearance. The sandalwood purple bamboo stems are as warm and soft as purple jade, and they are very beautiful hidden under the emerald green bamboo leaves with golden edges.

He stood still for a moment, condensed a piece of water mirror to take a picture, the person in the mirror still had a pair of lacquered eyes, and there was no change.

Zi Yanrou said that one of his eyes is black and the other white, these days whenever he is free, he takes a selfie in the mirror, trying to find out the clues.

Recalling the situation of that day, he just came out of Lele, and he was disappointed by the memory of Yan Hua who died in the battle, and saw that the Wenshi faction had resumed a little excitement, but it couldn't cover up the coldness that had passed away. So I sigh with emotion at the impermanence of birth and death, and meet for no time.

Perhaps it was this emotion that caused his eyes to appear strange. After all, what he cultivated was the way of life and death, and not long ago he had just touched the laws of heaven and earth related to life.

It's just that the realization at that moment was fleeting, and it disappeared before he found out, which is a pity.

With the water mirror removed, Liu Qinghuan tapped her toes and floated up to the top of a purple bamboo, sat down on the soft bamboo branch, and took out another wooden box.

Open it, and three chubby jade doll-like Tianyingguo are sleeping soundly.He grabbed one, didn't wait for the other person to cry loudly, and with a flick of his fingertips, the Tianyingguo turned into a normal fruit, and then he put it in his mouth, avoiding the strange feeling of swallowing a baby.

When Tianying fruit enters the stomach, it immediately turns into a fragrant and sweet juice, which flows to the limbs and bones along the meridians, bringing a sense of warmth.

Shangqing Youxu Dadongtian is very quiet, and there are not many people who can come in. Except for the two big monks of Huashen who have fixed caves inside, other Wenshi Sect Yuanying monks who are allowed to come in and practice usually gather in a place called At Qiongju Peak, a temporary cave was dug there for retreat.

But Qiongju Peak is far away from Zizhuhai, so the vast Zizhuhai only hears the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind every day, as if there is a quiet and soothing long drizzle, washing away the noise and chaos of the world. net.

The big cave formed the heaven and the earth, the sun rose and the moon set, and the movement was endless. Liu Qinghuan was not limited to a cave or a room, but sat on the top of the bamboo, fluttering in the wind as light as nothing, with an empty heart, immersed in the practice. among.

The dust of riches and honor, the sea of ​​clouds and mud, and the time flies by.

Life and death at the flick of a finger, several rounds of morning and evening, the sky is vast and immortal.

There are no years in the mountains, and there are thousands of years in the world.

　It was promised before that if the reward is more than [-] starting coins, one update will be added, so there will be another update later, but the time may be later.Readers who are waiting for the update don't have to wait, go to bed early, and it will be the same tomorrow.

　　
　
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