Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 178

The stream was quiet and no one came, and without realizing it, three months had passed.

In the middle of the night one day, the Wenyu tree finally ran out of inspiration, its whole body turned into stone, and the Mukui spirit pearl also became dim.

At this moment, Cao Wei's figure rose without wind, floating three feet in the air, and the majestic wood-type inspiration from the outside world and the magic power of "Zhou Tianmu Xuan Gong" he had practiced turned into two blue and green lights. The whole body hovered non-stop, chasing each other, until finally the head and the tail matched each other, and gradually merged into one place without distinguishing each other.

With the arrival of Yinshi, Cao Wei made a formula and chanted the mantra, and the circle of Mu Xuan Lingji around him burst into brilliant brilliance.If it is not separated by the "Ziwei Fighting Formation", others will be able to see the bright light here from a distance.

After a full hour, when the time of mao came, Cao Wei rested his palm horizontally on the top, and his palm below his dantian, and as he recited the formula in his mouth, the Mu Xuan Lingji surrounding his body slowly It slowly turned into two colors of one green and one black.

The green ones float above the Baihui, attracting the pure and empty energy from the high heavens to flow down, turning them into soaring rosy clouds, while the mysterious ones gather under the seat, linking up with the evil spirits of the earth, turning them into pieces. The black lotus with lotus petals like jade.

Cao Wei's eyes were closed tightly, his expression was calm, and while breathing in and out, he refined these two distinctly dry and prosperous inspirations into his body's hundreds of bones, nine orifices, and twelve internal organs, running along the sky.

It wasn't until the time of the mao had passed, when the hour of the hour had arrived, when the heaven and the earth were at peace, that he completely refined the two, and a hazy, clear aura emanated from his whole body, somewhat resembling that icy muscle and jade bone.

After the vision of cultivation around him completely subsided, then Cao Weifang opened his eyes and looked up at the line of sky above his head. At this moment, the sky was still gray and gray, and the gray flowing clouds seemed to have stagnated.

"I don't know where this Uncle Yan has gone?" Cao Wei sighed, then took out a brocade box, put the Mukui Lingzhu into it, and put it in the storage together with the Wenyu tree that lost its spirituality in the bag.

After finishing these chores, he practiced the method of "Collecting Herbs and Returning to the Pot".

After the first day of the rising sun, when the vitality of the sky and the earth dissipated, he took advantage of the opportunity to practice "Collection of Sunlight".

After half a stick of incense passed like this, when Cao Wei realized that the sun was so hot that he might hurt his soul, he slowly stopped.

After adjusting his breath for a while, he reached out and fetched a book beside him, leaning against the bluestone with his back, flipping through it page by page, and couldn't help admiring a few times when he got something.

This book was written in 2000 by a senior named Danqingzi Jindan in the Zongmen, and it is called "Danqing Jing".

This person is a person of asceticism. Apart from practicing, he spends the rest of his life on alchemy, which he loves most.

Before he crossed the Nascent Soul Tribulation Thunder, he recorded all the alchemy inheritance methods he had acquired by chance, as well as his hundreds of years of alchemy experience.

It's just a pity that this senior fell on the final heart demon tribulation, and his hundreds of years of cultivation were wiped out.

While keeping it, he only explained that the sect must pass on this book for later generations to borrow and pass on, but it must not be regarded as a standard, it can be learned but not like it.

In the following 2000 years, this book has been deleted and added by successive Yuanying and Jindan monks in the sect, so it has become one of the most important alchemy classics passed down by the Qingxia Sect.

Although after each alchemy, Cao Wei can use the convenience of prompts to find out the shortcomings in this alchemy, and then make targeted modifications.

From this point of view, in fact, there is no need to look at the classics left by the predecessors.

But the predecessors have pointed out a relatively flat road, so he doesn't have to go through the thorns and thorns a little bit, which can save some cost and time of trial and error.

Of course, the predecessors are not necessarily right, which requires him to explore the most suitable alchemy method according to his own situation.

Cao Wei carefully read this "Dan Qing Jing", and once again read from the beginning of alchemy to the refining of various foundation-building elixir, so it was noon.

He stretched his waist, yawned, put the book on the stone, and continued to practice cross-legged.

Time passed little by little, and the sky in the mountain stream here became dark again until night fell completely.

After the last week of operation, Cao Wei stood up, walked around the square inch of the formation a few times, and then waved his sleeves, and a glazed lamp next to the purple jade pole that was placed slowly lit up.

He read at night by the light, and continued to read from the place he had seen during the day until he turned to the last page.

At this moment, the moon is in the sky.

Cao Wei is holding a book, lying on a stone, looking up at the starry sky.

After the bright moon passed by the stream, he stood up straight, continued to sit cross-legged, and practiced.

As he breathed out, the majestic spiritual energy in the green vine stream surged, and the dots of starlight and moonlight above the sky, both of them poured into this "Lagerstroemia incarnation", drowning his figure .

In the group of true spirits where the golden elixir is located, Cao Wei didn't need to use half of his own spirit stone at all, just the spirit energy in it was beyond what he could completely refine.

Such a boring and fulfilling life, day after day, passed like a white horse, and another month passed like this.

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One day, in a spiritual mountain, a brocade-robed monk came out of a quiet room in the cave.

After four months, Lu Zai finally got rid of the fire poison on his body, and his injuries nearly recovered.

He looked at the sky, then sacrificed his magic weapon, and after protecting his body with spiritual light, he galloped towards Zhidian.

In just two or three hours, he had already arrived in front of Qianjianling Mountain where Fang Ming was, and with a flick of his sleeve, a piece of jade turned into a red light flew out of the sleeve, and disappeared into the mist in the mountain.

After half a cup of tea time, the clouds and mist in the mountains dispersed to the left and right, revealing a passage several feet wide.

And in the cloud-shrouded attic behind it, dozens of charming girls in skirts were lined up on the cloud platform. Fang Ming and a graceful and luxurious woman seemed to be explaining something.

The next moment, Fang Ming shot out from the forest with the sword light wrapped around him, and arrived in front of Lu Zai in the blink of an eye.

He looked at the other party for a few times, and then smiled: "I thought it would take some time for you to recover, but I didn't expect it to be quite fast!"

"It's okay, with the help of Xuanming Ice Bed, fire and poison are no problem." Lu Zai said.

"Xuanming Ice Bed, but it belonged to that friend Yan Liqingyan in your palace? That old guy treats it like his lifeblood, how could he borrow it?" Fang Ming asked suspiciously.

"Of course my master came forward to persuade me with kind words, and the other party was also reasonable, so he lent me!" Lu Zai said slowly.

"Is Uncle Lu intimidating or luring?" Fang Ming asked.

Hearing this, Lu Zai smiled and said nothing.

Seeing its appearance, Fang Ming suddenly realized, and remembered the scene he had seen decades ago when he was still in the Qi refining stage.

Uncle Lu, who was burly and as strong as an iron tower, held his father's collar with one hand and held it up in the air.

Then he asked with a smile on his face: "Brother Fang, I, Brother Ning and Brother Niu drank wine, and urgently need some 'Wuyin tea' to hangover. Do you still have some treasures on hand?"

In Fangjia Wuyin Peak, only the tea produced by the two [-]-year-old spiritual tea trees is qualified to be called "Wuyin tea".

The annual output of this tea is only about four to five liang, and according to the rules, it must be supplied to the sect.

This kind of spiritual tea is so precious, even if Fang Fu keeps some of it every year, he doesn't dare to take it out openly, and of course he doesn't want to give it to these three guys, so as not to waste everything.

However, seeing Fang Fu shaking his head again and again, Ning Yanlin and Niu Shougang walked over slowly and looked them up and down!
Then the former laughed grimly: "Brother Fang, you have to think about it before you talk, or I will close the door and let Brother Niu go!"

Upon hearing this, Niu Shougang kicked Ning Yanlin aside.

Then he rubbed his hands, swallowed his saliva non-stop, and said eeriely:
"Brother Fang, if you don't take out a little today, don't blame Niu for taking you off your body and leaving a picture, and we will go to the gates of the main peaks of the sect's main halls and put them on for a few days in turn. Fellow Daoists appreciate it, and you will be famous by then!"

Between the words, he had already reached out to untie the belt of the talisman.

After a lot of exchanges like this, Fang Fu finally took out a small pot of tea, and took out ten tea leaves with a face full of pain.

For Fang Ming, this scene is still vivid in his mind, as if it was yesterday!
Thinking about it this way, what Uncle Lu is doing to that fellow Daoist Yan should be similar, otherwise, how could the other party borrow the life-like Xuanming ice bed!
"Let's not talk about that, brother and sister have chosen beauties for you to enrich the backyard again?" Lu Zai asked in a low voice, looking ahead.

"How could it be that good? These women were all carefully selected by the secular branches of our Fang family, and they were just sent over a few days ago. Right now, my wife is teaching them how to behave, and I asked Xiaoyu to come over to take a look afterward. You really beat me You have a good plan, and you gave your daughter of the Lu family to Brother Cao without telling me beforehand. Naturally, I can't lag behind in this matter!" Fang Ming responded in a low voice.

"It seems that you and I haven't visited Brother Cao for a long time. Since there is such a good thing right now, why not go together today, and tell him in advance to make him happy!" Lu Zai said with a smile.

"That's the best! But it's getting dark now, and it's too late for us to arrive at Baizhufeng, why don't we go early tomorrow morning?" Fang Ming said slowly.

As soon as the words fell, Fang Ming flicked his sleeves, and the clouds and mist behind him surged and closed together again, covering the cloud platform of the attic in the mountain.

Seeing this, Lu Zai glanced at him, and the two looked at each other and walked side by side with a smile. After flying for hundreds of miles, they landed in a city.

The two walked towards a certain romantic place with ease.

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When it was early in the morning, Fang Ming and Lu Zai got dressed under the wait of a group of beauties, and they went out of the house unhurriedly amidst the greetings of "Master, come again next time".

Then the two galloped towards the Baizhu Peak near the Pill Hall.

After one or two hours, they arrived in front of the red-sand bamboo forest in Baizhu Peak.

Niu Yuhan, who was practicing in the quiet room of the mansion, felt the fluctuations from the formation, and then stretched out his hand, and a sound transmission jade fell into his hand easily.

After looking at it again, with a thought, the restriction at the entrance of the red sand bamboo forest was removed.

Seeing this, Lu Zai and Fang Ming walked into it side by side, and when they arrived at the gate of the Cao Mansion, Niu Yuhan was already greeting him in front of the court steps.

"Xiao Yu pays respects to Uncle Lu and Uncle Fang!"

"Mo Duoli, what about virtue?" Lu Zai asked with a smile.

"Didn't my husband go to Youyun Daze with the two clan uncles, why didn't you come back with you?" Niu Yuhan was surprised and puzzled.

Suddenly, her face changed slightly, and she asked anxiously: "Could it be that something went wrong on the way?"

"Small rain, don't worry! The three of us had already returned to Fangyuan City from the dark cloud that day. Because I was poisoned by the fire, Fang Ming and I went back to the sect to recuperate first. De Cao went to Leiming Mountain, maybe it was Master Kui. Uncle will keep him by his side to teach." Lu Zai said slowly.

"Wait for a while, De Cao should be back. If he hasn't come back, we will go to Thunder Mountain to look for him." Fang Ming said without haste.

"Uncles of both races, please come into the house!" The worry on Niu Yuhan's brows still persisted.

"No, since De Cao is not here, let's visit Uncle Ning! You can relax, nothing will happen to De Cao's treasure protection." Lu Zai laughed.

After saying that, he and Fang Ming turned around and walked out of the red sand bamboo forest.

Niu Yuhan sent the two of them out, and with his back galloping towards Danfeng, he sighed in a low voice: "I hope so, but nothing unexpected will happen!"

But in the mid-air tens of miles away, Lu Zai no longer had the relaxed look before, he said in a deep voice: "It shouldn't be, why hasn't De Cao come back yet?"

"It stands to reason that he should have returned a long time ago. I will go to the Lingzhou Division of the Foreign Affairs Hall to inquire first, and see if there is any record of De Cao's whereabouts on the flying boat that travels between the Zongmen and Youyun Daze during this period." Fang Ming nodded and said.

"No, Decao is already a disciple of the True Inheritance, and his whereabouts are not for us to check. Even if it is just an inquiry, he will be arrested by the pickets stationed in the Law Enforcement Hall of the Spirit Boat Division. We should go back and find this Report the matter to Master, and he will come forward to communicate with Qing Ming, the deputy master of the Pill Hall, and then report it to the Master Xuezhu before making a decision." Lu Zai said in a deep voice.

At present, their identities with Cao Wei are not equal, and they are not qualified to investigate their whereabouts at all.

After all, when Cao Wei became a true disciple, the secrecy of all information about him was raised to a higher level in the Hall of Law Enforcement.

In addition to the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, there are also two deputy masters of the Jindan stage. These two are in charge of the internal and external affairs of the sect. Jindan monks take turns.

In the Law Enforcing Hall, the monks at the late stage of Foundation Establishment are called picket envoys, who are in charge of the law enforcement envoys in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and Foundation Establishment, and are responsible for some disciplinary affairs.

As for the outside world, they will be replaced by patrol envoys, and they will lead many law enforcement envoys under their seats to patrol in the secular world, deal with various sub-helm affairs, and punish evil cultivators or disciples who defected abroad!

(End of this chapter)