Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 612 Five Treasures Wonderful Tree
Just as Zhu Jin was teasing the female official, in the Wuming realm, Cao Wei, who had just come out of his meditation, seemed to sense something. He opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

At this moment, he waved his hand and summoned a jade slip sent by Ming Yong from the forbidden formation outside the palace, and sent out a wisp of his spiritual consciousness to read its contents.

After a breath or two, Cao Wei chuckled and said, "That True Monarch Jueyue from the White Horse Temple is really polite. He sent a visiting card to a mere Dongxu junior like me three days in advance?"

As soon as these words fell, Ming Yong's response came from the jade slip: "Xuanhong, my brother is outside."

Hearing this, Cao Wei stopped practicing, stood up, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, the person was seen outside the Wuming Palace.

Cao Wei looked at Ming Yong who was waiting here alone, and quickly stepped forward, bowed and said: "Brother, if you need anything, just call me, I will go there myself."

"Well, do we still need these polite formalities between brothers?" Ming Yong looked somewhat unhappy.

But it wasn't really angry.

After all, it was also born in the Lower Profound Realm. In this environment, it is normal not to speak its true feelings to others and to muddy the waters first when encountering things.

Who among those who can make a name for himself doesn't understand these most obvious principles?

When Cao Wei heard Ming Yong directly point out the truth, he chuckled, "Brother, didn't you say that Jue Yue is a person of high moral character? Why should we be so cautious about facing a great enemy?"

At this point, he said slowly, "Or was it that the attack by those Nether-Swallowing Curse Kings more than eighty years ago was done by True Lord Jueyue?"

Upon hearing this, Ming Yong frowned and asked, "Did you guess it?"

"It seems that I guessed it right." Cao Wei said slowly.

As they talked, the two walked side by side on the mottled bluestone road in the mountains.

"You seem to be indifferent to everything, but you are actually bright-minded and are good at seeking benefits and avoiding harm." Ming Yong sighed softly.

"Brother, you are joking. If I could run rampant in the world without any taboos, there would be no need for me to hide everything in my heart." Cao Wei said self-deprecatingly.

At this point, he asked calmly, "Did True Lord Jueyue tell you why you came here this time?"

Upon hearing this, Ming Yong stopped and flicked his sleeves, and a burst of colorful light appeared.

In the open space in front of the two people, a colorful glazed tree suddenly appeared. It was about ten feet tall, with five fist-sized spiritual fruits of different colors hanging on its branches. It emitted a hazy halo, as if thousands of people were chanting scriptures in it.

Ming Yong then gave a bitter smile and said, "This wonderful tree of five treasures is an apology from True Lord Jueyue. I am passing it on to you, brother. It is up to you whether you accept it or not."

"An object of faith?" Cao Wei asked.

"That's right. To be more precise, it's an object of faith at the level of a treasure that reaches the sky." Ming Yong nodded.

"Can this thing have the ability to save people?" Cao Wei frowned slightly.

"Maybe there is, brother. I'm not sure. But if you refine this thing, it can cleanse your soul, enlighten your nature, and be of great benefit to your practice. It is a rare treasure in all realms." Ming Yong said.

Hearing this, Cao Wei chuckled and said, "I'll accept it, but I'll let the tree grow here."

At this point, he suddenly frowned slightly and whispered to himself, "Is this how it feels? It seems that another senior is predicting my fortune. I'd better put away that magical power to avoid hurting myself."

Upon hearing this, Ming Yongtu laughed and said, "Could it be that besides that immature old boy Bo Shang, there are other True Lords who are so ignorant of their own life and death that they dare to cast spells to predict the future for me?" "Bo Shang should be fine, right?" Cao Wei asked.

Hearing this, Ming Yong chuckled, "That guy once went to Linglong Realm to listen to the teachings of Xuanji Venerable, and was taught a great magical skill called "Soul-Separation Doll", which can change life and death for others. How can he die so easily?"

"Venerable Xuanji's things are not so easy to get!" Cao Wei sighed.

“It’s not something an ordinary person can refuse. Xuanhong, Bo Shangke is far from being comparable to you, yet you were able to make Venerable Xuanji make some concessions and get back those spiritual eyes.” Ming Yong was quite moved.

At this point, it smiled and said, "It's over, it's over. I shouldn't talk about this anymore."

Ever since arriving in the Lingxuan Realm, he had a deep understanding of what kind of existence Xuanji, the ancient venerable, was!
There are not many people in the world who can make him give in!
Except for Cao Wei, the others are all ancient Mahayana monks of the same period, and each of them has lived for nearly tens of millions of years.

Since the birth of the five spiritual realms of Dai, Jiao, Huan, Xuan and Long, each spiritual realm reached its peak approximately every twelve years, and it also took about twelve years for each spiritual realm to decline and even fall apart.

But now, the spiritual worlds of Lingdai and Lingjiao have long been destroyed, and Linghuan has also reached its weakest time. All in all, it has been almost seventy-four Yuanhui.

Venerable Xuanji became a Mahayana monk about seventy Yuanhui ago, which is almost nine million years ago.

During such a long period of time, he had turned into an immortal disaster several times and was almost killed, but he managed to survive in the end.

But Cao Wei was only a Nascent Soul cultivator at that time, how could he allow such an existence to covet him or give in?
Mingyong also knew in his heart that there must be a huge secret involved.

The reason why I mentioned the old things today is because Venerable Xuanji has been possessed by the devil again and has become a disaster. He no longer has the ability to control the myriad worlds, observe with wisdom, and read the whole universe. That's why he has become a little presumptuous.

However, he did not want to delve into it further, for fear that even his own master, Venerable Taiyin, would not be able to protect him!
At this point, Ming Yong turned to talk to Cao Wei about the major events that had occurred recently in the Lingxuan Realm, and as they talked they turned to talk about even more distant past events.

After half an hour had passed, it finally said goodbye and left.

Cao Wei left the Five Treasures Wonderful Tree behind and returned to the Five Wisdom Realm, where he began to practice in peace and meditation.

……

……

In a flash, it was the third day.

In the realm of the Five Wisdoms, golden lotus suddenly emerged. Amidst the chanting of Buddha's name, a monk with red lips and white teeth walked out. He was dressed in a moon-white robe and looked exactly like the white cloud.

It's just that the temperaments of the two are very different. This person gives people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze, unlike the white cloud Buddha with a devilish heart.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Cao Wei stood up, put his hands together, bowed and said, "Junior greets Master Jueyue."

Hearing this, the monk also put his hands together and responded, "I don't deserve the title of Master. I am really presumptuous to come here uninvited. Firstly, Baiyun caused a lot of trouble to you when you were in the lower Xuan realm. Secondly, when you first arrived in the Taiyin Heaven after ascending, you were attacked by several underworld curse leaders. These two things were all done by me. I am really sorry for you!"

"Master, you are too kind." Cao Wei shook his head slightly.

Then he smiled and said, "This is not a place to talk. Master, please follow me."

After saying that, Cao Wei walked outside. The two of them came to the sacred mountain outside the Wuming Palace. In a wooden pavilion not far from the Five Treasures Tree, they sat at the same table facing each other.

(End of this chapter)