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Chapter 759 The Taoist Master of the Qingmu Immortal Sect

There is no answer.

Yu Qianzi's face was filled with despair and his face was slumped.

Not long after, a bright star appeared in front of Guanghan Immortal Palace, adding a touch of life to the cold and dead starry sky.

This is not a star.

It is the small border realm of the Qingmu Immortal Sect, the Black Earth Realm.

The land in this interface is fertile, producing various levels of elixirs, spiritual rice, and spiritual trees. It is one of the most fertile interfaces under the jurisdiction of the Qingmu Immortal Sect.

"Welcome to Heavenly Lord, and welcome Jianzi back home!"

Several Nascent Soul Lords in power in the Black Earth Realm and hundreds of Golden Elixir monks went out 30,000 miles from the realm to greet him. Flowers fell from the sky all around, cranes danced, and golden lotuses emerged from the ground, forming a path of flowers.

All the monks knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, with their foreheads deeply prostrated on the ground, not daring to look upward.

However, the two have never been able to completely integrate, because sword cultivation is too special.

"Open it. I've been on the road for a long time and I'm exhausted."

Everything is full of vitality and of high quality, with very few inferior items.

This is one of the reasons why they accepted the defeated Sun Moon Jiange Yuemai hundreds of thousands of years ago, hoping to enhance their own fighting skills.

"Greetings to the Lord of Heaven, hello to the sword!"

Yu Qianzi was in a trance.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that the Qingmu Immortal Sect's fighting ability is slightly weaker.

The Nascent Soul Lord who was lying on the ground carefully stood up and activated the token with his magic power.

Guanghan Immortal Palace did not stop and flew straight towards the super teleportation array in the black earth world.

Shenyue Tianjun nodded slightly.

Behind them, many Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators were still prostrate on the ground. They were still there despite a long distance, and they did not move even half a minute.

Shenyue Tianjun nodded.

Below, mountains, rivers, and fields intersect, and spiritual veins are distributed in an orderly manner. The entire world is regarded as a garden of elixirs, and elixirs of different grades are planted according to the dry and wet nature of yin and yang in each place.

In the cross-realm teleportation array, another Nascent Soul True Lord prostrated on the ground, paid homage, and said respectfully: "The teleportation array to the sect is ready, please give instructions from Tianjun and Jianzi."

From exercises, to spells, to natal magic weapons, it is all closely related to this. It is a complete system, which has been passed down for a long time and has been well developed. It cannot be copied by revealing one or two spells and exercises.

In the void, a series of transparent and hazy space lines emerged, exuding terrifying power fluctuations that even the god-forming monks did not dare to ignore.

"Yes!"

More than a hundred years of living in the Dongji Demon Sect made her almost forget about the huge gap between Yuanying monks and Shenhua monks. There should be no communication between the two. Like ants, Yuanying monks can only Worship.

This is the cultivation technique of spiritual plants in the realm of Qingmu Immortal Sect!
The foundation of their clan.

Guanghan Immortal Palace shuttles in the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

hum!
In the bright white light, the space changed violently, and the Guanghan Immortal Palace disappeared.

The Nascent Soul Lord who was at the side still maintained a respectful posture.

It wasn't until after a few hours that he confirmed that the transmission was over that he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

He secretly reviewed his words and deeds and made sure that he had not offended Tianjun and Jianzi. Then he felt relieved, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed spiritual energy to practice.

Every few years, a Nascent Soul monk would offend the Heavenly Lord and end up with a miserable end. He didn't want this to happen to him.

……

The white light dissipated and the scene came into view.

Trees, all kinds of trees, pine trees, birch trees, sunflower trees, almond trees...

When Yu Qianzi opened her eyes, she saw all kinds of trees, the smallest of which were as thick as an adult's arms.

Various spiritual trees the size of houses, hills, and lakes come into view. As far as the eye can see, mountains and forests are rising one after another, and red, yellow, brown, and various colorful leaves and flowers come into view.

But the most popular one is undoubtedly green!

The mountains and plains, the sky and the earth, the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, and even the boundary walls are all green, with all kinds of spiritual plants growing there. Between the mouth and nose breathing, the spiritual energy concentration of the fourth-level spiritual veins is the last. There is no place in this world where the spiritual energy concentration is lower than the fourth-level.

Compared to the fussy spiritual energy control on the home planet of the East Ji Demon Sect, this place is terrifyingly wealthy.

Among the auras, the most abundant one is undoubtedly the wood attribute aura, the aura of grass and trees, the aura of hard wood, the aura of soft wood, the innate wood aura... All of these are extremely beneficial to wood attribute techniques and are the dream of wood attribute monks. of holy places.

Yu Qianzi felt a little uncomfortable.

This extremely rich wood spiritual energy was disliked by her Taiyin swordsmanship, and her technique was working faintly to attract the lunar moonlight and drive away the wood spiritual energy from miles around.

However, her childhood education prevented her from doing so.

In the Qingmu Immortal Sect, this is very unsociable and will attract many strange and repulsive looks.

"Sister Qianqian,"

"It's been a hard journey on my way to the Dongji Demon Sect as an envoy."

A soft and weak voice.

Just a few words can make people feel full of vitality and activate the wood spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Yu Qianzi subconsciously looked to her side, only to find that Shenyue Tianjun had left at some point.

She looked ahead.

A little girl, more than one meter tall, with a pure and charming appearance, wearing a complicated dark green palace skirt, is looking here with a cute smile.

Michiko Aoki, Ji Liuyue.

In the middle stage of the Golden elixir, she was one level weaker than her, just like that person, and the same as An Tuzi, the Taoist disciple of Five Elements. This may not be a coincidence.

They are the same kind of people.

Yu Qianzi bit her lip slightly.

"Daozi."

Yu Qianzi held the hilt of the sword in his hand and bowed in salute.

Just like many Nascent Soul Lords along the way, she also needs the same.

This is part of the strict order of the Immortal Sect. You cannot relax like you did in the Dongji Demon Sect, and you can ignore it even if you see another Taoist disciple.

"Sister Qianqian is so polite, you don't have to be like this."

Aoki Michiko Ji Liuyue bowed and returned the salute to Taiyin Jianzi, who was taller than him.

"As an envoy to Dongji Demon Sect..."

Yu Qianzi smiled bitterly.

She knew this was the sect's cover-up, and just as she was about to say something, she saw the man next to Aoki Michiko.

This man is tall, has a resolute appearance, and carries the Innate Bagua Chart on his back. Just standing there is a pressure as heavy as a mountain rushing towards his face, no less than that of Michiko Aoki next to him.

"I've seen him before, Xuanwu Daozi."

Yu Qianzi suppressed the clanging sword in his heart and saluted again.

"You are so polite, fellow Taoist Yu Qianzi. Zhongyuan came here unexpectedly and failed to inform us in advance. Please forgive me."

Chong Yuanzi said apologetically.

Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, Xuanwu Daozi!
There are similarities between Xuanwu Heavenly Palace and Da Ri Jiange. Their Taoist talent is not the most important. They both fight all the way up, kill their competitors one by one, and narrowly survive from every fatal battlefield, so that they can meet the great master. Ability to clone, crowned Taoist.

He is at the peak of the golden elixir.

"Fellow Taoist Fish,"

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Zhong Yuanzi asked directly: "In your opinion, does the Great Sun Sword of Dongji Demon Sect live up to its name, or is it just a boasted name to intimidate us?"

Yu Qianzi fell into thinking.

for a long time.

"I thought it was worthy of the name."

(End of this chapter)