Grow from a fairy seed

Chapter 155: One thought turns into a god, one thought becomes a mortal, I’m here to have a fight with my senior

"This is wrong. Where did he get the three heavenly instruments? The last time he showed up, he only had one heavenly instrument, the Circle of Destiny."

"My luck has run out... Jiang Wuhuo is considered a leader among the younger generation. How could he be defeated so easily?"

"At the peak of the early stage of transformation, plus three heavenly artifacts... I am afraid that Princess Hongxiu is not his opponent."

The monks present were talking in low voices.

"quiet."

The sound of Yu Fan's laughter suddenly appeared and echoed in the ears of every Great Spiritual Chao monk.

The panic was quickly dispelled.

Wu Ming Daozi looked down at the monks from the Great Ling Dynasty: "Is there anyone else coming?"

"If you think you are strong enough, but your realm is not enough, I can suppress your realm and fight."

Jiang Wuhuo said coldly: "If you have the guts, you only need one heavenly magic weapon."

Wu Mingdaozi's face was calm, as if he had not heard this sentence.

Zhou Yusha stepped forward, preparing for a fight, but was stopped by Ning Quanxin's voice transmission.

"The Mingwang Lingzhu has 24 small cave worlds of its own. If you can't defeat it, don't take action."

"In that case, let me try."

Wenren Shuya's voice sounded.

She was wearing a white dress, which hid her true appearance. She was holding a blue orb in her hand, and her aura was still at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage.

……

Ji Qiu took a sip of tea and listened to Li Wenjie's words in the communication talisman: "How should I write this?"

"Princess Sea Spirit can summon six water dragons, and she can also disperse the water dragons and turn them into countless sea spirits to attack Wei Wei."

"But all sea spirits have been taken away by King Ming's spirit beads. The circle of destiny can restrain the past, present and future."

"Fortunately, Princess Hai Ling condensed a sea chart of all spirits, transcending the shackles of the circle of fate, and escaped... In fact, it was a defeat."

Ji Qiu said: "For news, just write it according to your position."

"If the result is not good, just describe the process. For example, Princess Hai Ling shows off her power and fights against the strongest Taoist disciple of the Samsara Tantric Sect. The battle is fierce."

"Write more about the battle process and just mention the result in one stroke."

Li Wenjie thought for a moment and exclaimed: "Brother Ji is smart!"

It turns out that you can still play like this!
Ji Qiu asked: "Da Lingchao, is there really no one who can beat this Enlightenment Daoist?"

Li Wenjie hesitated for a moment and said, "It feels like there should be, right? There are many powerful ones in the Three Divisions, Twelve Sects, Six Immortal Sects and Tiandao Immortal Sect."

"But... after careful calculation, Jiang Wuzhuo seems to be the best among his peers. No one can definitely beat Jiang Wuzhuo."

Ji Qiu sighed: "Three heavenly magic weapons are really difficult to fight."

Li Wenjie was a little confused: "There should be a lot of heaven-grade magic weapons in the imperial court, right? Can't we get a few together for Jiang Wuhuo to use?"

Ji Qiu smiled: "The power of a heavenly magic weapon is extremely strong, and its usage is mysterious. It is not like a low-grade magic weapon, which can be used as soon as you pick it up."

"Without running-in, it will be difficult to use a heaven-grade magic weapon temporarily to exert its true combat power."

Li Wenjie sighed: "Brother Ji's vision is completely different from mine."

In the late winter of last year, Li Wenjie finally broke through to the foundation-building stage with the help of a large amount of pills given by Ji Qiu and his cultivation experience.

But after his level improved, Li Wenjie realized more and more that the gap between Ji Qiu and him was getting wider and wider.

Think for a moment.

Li Wenjie asked: "Brother Ji...can you try it?"

Ji Qiu laughed out loud and said: "You think too highly of me. How can I possibly win against a Taoist who cannot be defeated by a Taoist sect or a court genius?"

Li Wenjie sighed: "Is the national destiny of the Great Ling Dynasty really going to decline?"

Ji Qiu did not answer.

Since the founding of the Great Ling Dynasty, no avenue related to luck has been developed.

But such a thing as luck should indeed exist.

Ji Qiu couldn't be sure and didn't know how to answer this question.

"We'll talk about it later."

Ji Qiu felt Wen Chunfeng flying over and cut off the chat with Li Wenjie.

"A god-forming monk is so arrogant! The one who really plays the decisive role is the Mahayana monk! Mahayana!"

"Isn't it just by relying on three heavenly magic weapons? With real strength, he can defeat Princess Hailing?"

As soon as Wen Chunfeng came, he started to complain non-stop.

Ji Qiu listened quietly and poured Wen Chunfeng a cup of light tea.

Wen Chunfeng didn't mind the heat, so he drank the tea in one gulp, stared at Ji Qiu and asked, "What do you think we should do?"

Ji Qiu said: "There are only two solutions."

Wen Chunfeng's eyes lit up: "You actually have two solutions? Tell me quickly."

Ji Qiu said calmly: "First, let the Mahayana monks come forward and directly kill Wuming Daozi."

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. The Great Ling Dynasty has the largest number of Mahayana monks, why bother with him?"

According to Ji Qiu's logic, this plan is the best.

It is better to lift the table than to follow the rules. I would rather give myself a slap than give the other party a chance to gain momentum.

Face is really useless.

But obviously, Wen Chunfeng didn't think so.

He frowned and said, "Isn't this a sign of weakness? In front of so many people, a Mahayana monk cannot afford to lose face like this."

"What about the other kind?"

Ji Qiu picked up the tea cup and said, "Get a few more heavenly magic weapons and give them to a stronger monk to use, and make an appointment with Wu Ming Daozi for half a year."

"Anyway, the defense line of Shaluo Mountain needs to be consolidated for a period of time, and the transportation lines behind it need to be opened up to replenish the consumed Naqi Pills."

"If he also possesses three heaven-grade magic weapons and trains the Southern Nian, I feel that Pavilion Master Zhou can defeat him."

Wen Chunfeng still frowned: "Wouldn't that make him arrogant for half a year?"

"This is not good either."

"Is there a way to kill him within seven days? Think about it quickly."

Ji Qiu was silent for a moment and asked: "Senior, you have to cover it up for me. Can anyone figure out my true identity?"

Zhou Yusha was beaten.

Ji Qiu has been looking to the west these days, but with the Mahayana monks present, it is really inconvenient for Ji Qiu to come forward.

Once Wen Chunfeng takes action, the situation will be different.

Wen Chunfeng laughed confidently: "I want to take action, no one in this world can spy on your identity."

……

Two days passed.

early morning.

Wuming Daozi appeared again and arrived in front of the Great Spirit Monk.

He opened his lips, and sounds appeared in the ears of many Great Lingchao monks.

"I'm here to challenge you. Is there anyone who dares to fight?"

Many great spirit monks showed annoyed expressions on their faces.

"Come again!"

"Where are the reinforcements sent by the imperial court? Haven't they arrived yet?"

"Jiang Wuhuo is really...the two Qinglong Qi blows are so powerful, how come he can't even defeat the Ming Wu Taoist."

"I heard that he is recovering from his injury and said he will play again."

While the monks were discussing in low voices.

Wu Mingdaozi's voice came again: "No one from the Great Spirit Dynasty monks can fight with me?"

Just now.

A beam of light rose into the sky.

Many people were refreshed!
Which big shot stepped up to the challenge? !

Oh, Jiang Wuhuo.

That's fine.

Everyone bowed their heads and continued to work, arranging formations and building residences.

Jiang Wuhuo took a heavenly magic weapon from the Qingfeng Sect, the Wujian Sword.

This is a magic weapon that can cut through space. The effect of the magic weapon is relatively simple, but its power is extremely powerful.

Jiang Wuhuo himself also has a Dragon Eye Armor, which is also a heavenly magic weapon. It can cooperate with his Qinglong Qi and greatly enhance his physical ability.

The two fought together.

Played for two quarters of an hour.

Jiang Wuhuo was defeated again.

The Great Spirit Chao monks who were paying attention here shook their heads secretly.

Zhou Yusha sighed: "The distance-free sword is very powerful, but unfortunately it has only been in hand for a day, and the power of the magic weapon is not even [-]%."

In a makeshift room, Wenren Shuya took off her disguise, with a hint of determination on her beautiful face.

In front of her were two heavenly instruments, both of which were transferred from the imperial court.

One is a dragon whip, and the other is a treasure cup.

The two heavenly magic weapons can respectively imprison the physical body and restrict the magic weapon.This is a heavenly magic weapon that Yu Fanxiao specially selected to suppress Wu Ming Daozi.

Wenren Shuya is trying his best to become familiar with them.

As long as she can exert [-]% of their power, she will have more than [-]% chance of winning against Wuming Daozi!
……

After defeating Jiang Wuhuo, Wuming Daozi did not leave, but continued to call the formation.

He would say something every once in a while.

Moreover, the rhetoric has become increasingly arrogant and provocative.

The monks of the Daling Dynasty were extremely depressed.

They obviously won the battle, why is Wu Ming Daozi so arrogant now?
A stream of light flew up again.

Bai Qingyu from the Tianji Sect came forward to fight with Wu Ming Daozi.

Bai Qingyu is in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and is only one chance away from breaking through to become a god.

He also has a heavenly magic weapon called Six Treasure Copper Coins. There are six coins in total. They can be used for divination in daily life and their power in battle is not weak.

The monks of Tianji Sect all looked nervous.

Several elders secretly said something bad.

Bai Qingyu has two heavenly magic weapons on his body.

Originally, Tianji sect sent him here to let him get acquainted with the heavenly magic weapon secretly, and then make a move after a while.

However, Bai Qingyu is not very old, only over 50 years old, and he is also an arrogant person.

He heard Wu Ming Daozi's provocation in his heart, and he couldn't bear it any longer, so he took action boldly.

Then he was seriously injured and lost.

Although his level was higher than that of Wenren Shuya, his use of magic weapons was not good enough, and he was unable to escape after being detained.

The Eight Powers Heavenly Seal hit him, almost shattering his Daoji.

The Huixu Elder of Tianji Sect took action to save Bai Qingyu's life.

However, the elder stretched out his vitality, checked Bai Qingyu's condition, and sighed softly.

Life can be saved, but fairyland is ruined.

The power of the Eight Mighty Heavenly Seals is truly astonishing.

The monks of the Great Ling Dynasty were stunned.

Although Bai Qingyu is not famous, he is actually quite powerful in combat.

As long as he breaks through the Divine Transformation Stage, he will be a genius who can compete with Jiang Wuhuo on an equal footing.

And this genius, who was just a hair away from becoming a god, was actually shattered from his path to immortality and became a mortal? !

In the distance, bursts of cheers came.

The Changlezhou monks, who had been beaten and retreated steadily, were now greatly boosted in morale!
Wuming Daozi's aura is actually a bit unfair.

Although the power of the heavenly magic weapon is good, it consumes a lot of vitality.

Daozi Wuming fought two times in a row, and his breath was a little messed up.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing in front of the Great Lingchao monk, without the slightest fear of being attacked.

The big spirit is heading this way...no one can go up and fight.

An hour later.

Wuming Daozi's vitality recovered and he once again sent messages to the monks of the Great Spirit Dynasty.

"Even if Princess Hai Ling hides her appearance, you can still tell from her figure that she is an extremely beautiful woman."

"If I can marry Pavilion Master Zhou and Princess Hai Ling to me at the same time, I will retreat immediately."

"But if you don't agree, there will be more and more conditions for you to retreat."

Wenren Shuya clenched his fists.

A cold snort suddenly appeared.

The owner of the voice is a woman.

Her voice is gentle and refreshing, but the Taoism contained in her voice is astonishing.

Wuming Daozi's expression changed slightly, he took half a step back and was protected by Master Kongzhi.

Master Kong Zhi clasped his hands and said, "I have long heard that Qin Zhi, the fourth mother of the Qin family, became more powerful after she married Emperor Daling."

"Fellow Daoist Qin is eager to protect his daughter. I can understand it, but please pay attention to the dignity of the Mahayana monks and don't take action again."

Master Kongzhi waited for a while.

No one answered.

Master Kong Zhi saluted and his figure slowly disappeared.

Wu Ming Daozi took a step forward and transmitted the message again.

"The generation of the Great Ling Dynasty is indeed no longer good."

"Beauty naturally deserves a strong man. I guess after today, Princess Hai Ling won't be able to look down on other men anymore, right?"

"If any fellow Taoist is not angry, you can take action and come to challenge."

No one answered.

The elders of the Tianji Sect are still trying their best to treat Bai Qingyu and see if they can continue his Dao foundation.

The young leaders sent by several sects were silent.

Bai Qingyu was seriously injured, which was a strong shock to them.

They know best what level of strength Bai Qingyu has.

If they take action now, the outcome may not be as good as Bai Qingyu's.

Sunset West Mountain.

Wu Zhi Daozi said a few words of provocation, turned around and left, safely returning to the camp of the Changlezhou monks.

The great spirit faces inwards.

The imperial court and the Taoist League were all quarreling.

"Go straight up and kill these Changlezhou monks!"

"We can't fight! The war will last for two or three days. Pills are extremely important. We don't have enough resources now. How can we fight?"

"Send someone to assassinate Wu Ming Daozi!"

"It can't be that simple. With three heavenly magic weapons in hand, it will be difficult to kill them quickly in the middle stage of returning to the void."

……

Qin Haishou had the same idea as Ji Qiu.

He tried his best to advise him to take action and kill Wu Ming Daozi.

"Your Majesty, what's the use of face?"

The head of the Tang family, Tang Tianren, has a different view.

"Of course face is useful. The Great Spirit is powerful in all directions. It is the strongest in this world. All continents are watching us!"

Qin Haishou asked with a gloomy face: "The head of the Tang family sounds righteous, but in fact he still thinks about business, right?"

"The transportation of materials has to go through Lingzhou, and your Tang family took advantage of this opportunity and made a lot of money."

Tang Tianren slapped the chair and said angrily: "Master Qin, I only think about the Great Spirit!"

"Face means majesty. If you lose your majesty, who among the people will believe you? Who among the monks below will be afraid of you? If people are disrespectful, they will secretly do bad things!"

"There will be trouble!"

Both sides insist on their own opinions, and neither can convince the other.

Emperor Daling, who was sitting in the first seat, was not in a hurry at this time.

Qin Haishou and Tang Tianren exchanged curses, then raised their hands and looked at the emperor.

"Your Majesty, please make a quick decision."

Wenren smiled after a long absence: "Don't worry, everyone. When Wu Ming Daozi comes to call for formation again tomorrow morning, someone will be there to deal with him."

Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment.

Someone deal with Wu Ming Daozi?

Who?
Wenren didn't say much after a long absence, he just waved and sent these family heads away.

"Oh, it's all up to you, kid."

"Can we really win?"

Wenren looked somewhat worried after seeing him for a long time.

the next day.

early morning.

The moods of all the Great Spirit Dynasty monks were extremely heavy.

A figure slowly flew over.

Wu Ming Daozi appears again.

Before he could speak.

A man in a black robe suddenly appeared, rose into the air, raised his hands and said, "Senior, come down and have a fight with you."

"However, the lower realm is low, so please seniors lock the realm at the late Yuanying stage."

All the great spirit monks looked up into the air with blank expressions on their faces.

Who are you?

Only in that temporary small building, Wenren Shuya suddenly clenched her skirt, pushed the door and walked out, her beautiful face was full of nervousness and disbelief.

(End of this chapter)