I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 91 Five-color Divine Mud, Duan De “leads the way”

On the rough stone platform, Fujin sat in silence with his eyes closed, his mind seemed to match that of the hazy figure sitting cross-legged in his consciousness, and an ancient sutra about how to stabilize the four poles sounded in his mind.

Outside, Long Monument sensed something, and a steady stream of green light overflowed from his body, filling the entire table, as if he was searching for it.

Not long after, dots of five-color brilliance circulated in the dusty table, and a strong artistic conception of life emerged. It was pulled by the green light of the dragon tablet, submerged into Fu Jin's body, and suspended in the sky above the life spring.

The three-leaf green lotus seedling that had been rooted in the Life Spring and was irrigated by the Jade Cauldron Immortal Liquid suddenly jumped out of the Life Spring and crashed into the five-color brilliance.

A few wisps of tender whiskers only touched the brilliance slightly, and on the twigs that had not seen any movement for a long time, a new bud instantly sprouted, and it is still growing.

But at the same time, part of the power of the five-color brilliance was sucked away, and it gradually dimmed, and the main body like a mud ball could be vaguely seen.

hum.

The dragon stele hummed softly, knocking down the green lotus seedlings, and then released a wave of power, forcing the vermilion gourd that had the courage to come up at some point to evacuate. Then it covered the five-color brilliance with green light, and extracted the mystery of creation contained within it. The artistic conception of life, repair yourself.

Fu Jin never expected that he would miss such a wonderful scene in the Life Spring after only being immersed in it for half a quarter of an hour.

When he came to his senses, there was only a lump of plaster-like substance left on the fountain of life.

"What is this?" Something appeared out of thin air in his body, and Fu Jin's attention fell on the dragon monument.

He didn't know if there was an illusion, but he could feel that the dragon stele had a strange aura since he swallowed the ancient stele from Wanchu Holy Land. It seemed that it had been tempered and polished, and became perfect and flawless again.

"It can be used as a divine object like the Heavenly Essence Xuanqi, blending into flesh and blood to cultivate the seeds of immortality." Long Bei responded.

Even if most of the vitality of creation has been lost, the soil itself is still a supreme treasure rarely seen in the world.

"Mystical object." Fu Jin's expression moved slightly, showing surprise.

The god in the Void Mirror once reminded him that in each secret realm, he must walk the same path he took in the Wheel and Sea Secret Realm again in order to continue to grow his physique.

In the secret realm of the Dao Palace, he has absorbed an immortal substance from the fragments of the Nine-turn Immortal Pill. Next, he needs to find another one, and he also needs a rare divine object.

It's okay to say that immortal matter is as difficult as climbing to the sky for others, but for him, it is only slightly difficult. The only difficulty lies in the divine object that can rival the heavenly essence and profound energy.

Unexpectedly, this time I sneaked into the Wind Clan Divine Island and got an unexpected surprise.

There were voices of discussion in the distance. Fu Jin left this ancient stone platform and returned the same way, waiting for the final opportunity to understand the ancient stele of Tianzun.

The returning Fenghuang and the others couldn't help but say a few words after seeing the stone platform.

"what."

These people are all extraordinary and have keen spiritual senses. When their eyes fell on the stone platform, they felt that the previous artistic conception of life had disappeared.

"Did something happen after we left?" Ji Ziyue's dark eyebrows were curved and strange, and her eyes were full of doubts at this time.

The beautiful brows under the colorful mask of Fenghuang frowned slightly, and came to the stone platform without saying a word. The five-color rays of light surrounding him fell on the stone platform, and the truth was instantly clear.

"Shitai has been tampered with, could it be him?" Somehow, a figure flashed subconsciously in Feng Huang's heart.

That was the young man she met when she changed her appearance not long ago and went out to search for the inheritance recorded in some ancient characters in her clan.

The moment the two people got close, she felt an inexplicable feeling, as if there was some unknown connection hidden between the other person and herself.

"Could it be that he is also from the Wind Clan?" Feng Huang fell into deep thought. It wasn't until Saintess Dao Yi called softly that she woke up, faced everyone's gaze, and explained:
"The artistic conception in the stone platform has been eroded by the power of time and has dissipated."

After hearing such a statement, many people secretly thought it was a pity.

Although the origin of the stone platform is not clear, it will be of great benefit to oneself if one can comprehend that artistic conception for a long time.

"Another ancient artifact is missing from the world." Someone sighed.

Of course Fu Jin didn't know that due to various accidents, Feng Huang actually guessed that he was the culprit who took away the sacred artifact from the stone platform.

At this time, he stood in the distance, looking at the hall shrouded in mist, feeling speechless.

Just now he learned from other people's comments that if he wanted to understand the ancestral stele, he had to verify his identity on the genealogy before entering the main hall.

Although Fu Jin guessed that the Feng family had some relationship with Emperor Fuxi, he was not a member of the Feng family after all, and how could he get the genealogy from there.

"What can you do?" In desperation, he could only look at the dragon monument.

"Yes." Long Bei's response was simple and straightforward:
"If you can't enter the main hall, then let the ancient monument in the main hall come out to see you."

Before Fu Jin could understand the meaning of these words, the dragon stele suspended in the life spring shook slightly. The pattern of a human head and a dragon body on the surface suddenly came to life, and faint power fluctuations were sent out, moving towards the ancient monument. Go to the main hall.

buzzing.

A sharp trembling sound suddenly came from the main hall. The people of the Wind Clan who were sitting in front of the ancestral stele, releasing their spiritual consciousness to understand the mystery of the ancient stele. Before they could react at all, they saw the ancient stele standing in front of them, rising from the ground. He stood up, revealing the complete body of the monument, and shot out of the hall.

Several old men guarding the hall realized something was wrong. Their expressions changed. Without even thinking, they activated their divine power and blocked the door of the hall. They worked together to create a sacred monument that looked similar to the ancient monument to suppress the power of all things. Welcome me hard,
boom.

bang.

crackling.

Several old men were knocked away by the ancient monuments.

Just when a terrifying aura was about to erupt from the depths of the sacred city, the ancestral stele fell in the center of the square in front of the main hall and stood still.

The corner of Fu Jin's mouth twitched, and his consciousness followed the others and looked at the ancestral tablet that was said to be left by the Ancient Heavenly Lord.

"Isn't it part of your body?" Fu Jin couldn't help but ask after seeing the very similar pattern of a human head and a snake body.

"It's just a spiritual mark of the great road." Long Bei explained:
"I have recovered all the fragments of my body in this world. If I want to complete them next, I can only repair and forge them with the help of fairy materials and sacred treasures."

Fu Jin understood the importance of the "Chaos Stone", and with the help of the Dragon Monument, he quickly saw what was hidden in the Dao Brand.

This is a magical technique.

The ancestral monument shook and flew out for no reason. The changes that occurred here had already alarmed the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan, Feng Jingyun.

A middle-aged man with a majestic figure stepped forward, his black hair disheveled, and his clear eyes swept around, which convinced the several old men who had stood up and quickly told them what had happened.

"Fly out on your own?" Feng Jingyun looked unusually weird.

Although this ancestral tablet is mysterious, after countless years of inheritance, the Feng family has unlocked some of its secrets.

It's not a magical weapon with consciousness, how can it fly out on its own?

He tried to use his divine power to control it, but this time without the Dragon Monument, he took action secretly, and the Ancestral Monument was easily hidden in his sleeve.

"Go back to the main hall first and resettle."

Feng Jingyun led several old men into the hall, and Feng Huang, who returned at this time, saw this scene and walked into the hall.

The others didn't know what happened, so they all stood here quietly, waiting for the possible interrogation by the elders who were about to come.

Fu Jin saw that the gate of the divine city was gradually closing, and felt anxious. He once again relied on the method that Long Bei had used when he was in the forest of steles. He hid behind a stone pillar and was shrouded in Dao patterns, hiding his figure and energy, and quickly ran towards the city gate. direction.

Just as he stepped out of the gate of the divine city, the elders of the Wind Clan each held their family trees and began to compare them to verify his identity one by one.

Using his divine power to urge the Dragon Monument, Fujin kept drinking the fairy liquid along the way. After leaving the Wind Clan Divine Island, he flew for hundreds of miles before stopping.

So scary.

He was almost blocked and his identity was exposed.

Without making any further stops, Fu Jin recovered some of his divine power, controlled the divine rainbow and continued on his way.There was no further delay along the way. He successfully passed through the Xuanyu Terrace in a small city and arrived at Purple Sky Capital, one of the ten ancient cities in the Central Region.

According to legend, this city was originally the capital of the immortal world. Later, it fell into the mortal world and became such a huge city that was famous all over the world.

At the cost of a piece of source, Fu Jin's figure disappeared into the domain gate of Zitiandu.

When he appeared again, he was already in Belvedere in the northern region.

As soon as he stepped off the Xuanyu Platform, he saw that the stone wall opposite was covered with wanted posters. Most of them pointed to a person he was very familiar with.

"Evan?"

Fu Jin was even more confused when he saw the person who issued the wanted order.

It's actually the Ji family.

But with Master Nangong Zheng's intervention, hadn't the two sides put aside their grudges?
Arriving at a teahouse in the city, Fu Jin quickly learned the cause and effect of the incident.

This feud started with a genius of the Yanyun Sect named Situ Feng. Because he took the initiative to provoke Ye Fan, his skills were inferior to others and he was severely injured. Later, a familiar disciple of the Ji family came to help, but was defeated one after another until both sides came to the battle. After bowing his head, Ye Fan killed him.

After the incident spread, the Ji family was furious and issued a wanted order with Yanyunmen. Ye Fan also disappeared with a young man named Tu Fei.

"Are you going to see the Green Dragon King?" Fu Jin guessed Ye Fan's movements.

Tu Fei's grandfather, Tu Tian, ​​and King Qingjiao were both among the thirteen major bandits in the Northern Territory. It was reasonable for the two of them to seek refuge there.

It is worth mentioning that when Ye Fan started fighting Situ Feng, there was already a bald-tailed black dog following him.

"The underground palace has not been opened yet."

Fujin sat in the teahouse for a whole day and didn't get any news, so he decided to stay in the city temporarily.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, he inadvertently glanced out the window and saw a familiar figure among the crowd downstairs.

He has a round head, a fat face, and a bloated figure. He is wearing a Taoist robe and looks like a young man.

It was when he first met Duan De in his disguise outside Wanchu Holy Land.

By the way, he seemed to have seen Duan De's wanted order in Wanchu Holy Land outside Xuanyu Terrace.

"The good friends I met in the Central Territory not long ago, and now we meet again in the Northern Territory, it's really God's will." Fu Jin sighed, and left with this appearance that was also easy to change.

This damn fat man showed up in Belvedere, he must have found a clue to the tomb.

He has no clue at the moment, and with the help of this professional, he may be able to find the target.

Fujin borrowed the green light of the Dragon Monument to cover up his Qi, and summoned the gods from the Taoist Palace. He divided his troops into two groups and followed Duan De.

Duan De was really worthy of his profession. As soon as he left the gate of Belvedere, he went straight to the ancient tomb in the wilderness.

The old crow crows, the sound is pitiful, Fu Jin frowns.

lost.

Duan De entered the tombs, just like he had followed his own home, wandering around and disappearing out of sight, making Fu Jin's calculations come to nothing.

"Did you find me?"

Fu Jin was a little suspicious, but did not act rashly. After taking back the gods, he came to the only few old trees and dead vines at the tomb.

As the Ancient Sutra of Immortality circulated, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the waist of the tree, as if he was connected with the old tree. He saw the decayed branches, deep-rooted roots, and the movement of the surrounding soil.

This is a wonderful combination of one's own body constitution and ancient scriptures, and has the ability to control thousands of trees.

Countless roots were like spider webs, piercing deep into the soil, and soon they felt somewhere.

Fu Jin's consciousness was attached to the roots of the old tree, and he clearly saw and heard a fat Taoist priest with a red face, like a country mouse, frantically digging into the earth and digging holes, approaching an ancient cemetery.

Whoosh.

The bloated figure entered the cemetery faster than lightning.

The roots are blocked outside the stone cemetery and cannot be seen inside.

Before he could make any adjustments, Duan De's figure appeared outside the cemetery again.

"Still not here.

"Could it really be in the former site of Belvedere a long time ago?"

Duan De murmured to himself, and his voice was clearly heard by Fu Jin.

However, the location of Belvedere has been changed several times and the eras are different. It is extremely difficult to find the target site.

Gritting his teeth, Duan De changed his position again and headed towards another cemetery.

After digging dozens of ancient tombs one after another, Duan De finally made a new discovery.

"Gai Jiuyou?"

Duan De in the cemetery exclaimed.

"It turns out that Gai Jiuyou really must have been here." Duan De, who was like a ground mouse, verified the clues he had obtained earlier and shouted excitedly in the cemetery:

"Belvedere 5000 years ago."

Fu Jin, who was watching everything quietly in secret, also smiled.

5000 years ago.

Hearing no other useful news, Fu Jin withdrew his consciousness, silently left the ancient tombs, returned to Belvedere, made some inquiries, and entered a bookstore opened by a mortal.

After waiting for an hour, Fu Jin handed three drops of Jade Cauldron Immortal Liquid to the son of the owner of the bookstore, Mingquan Realm, and at the same time received from him a book of Belvedere Fangzhi written 5000 years ago.

This was written by someone invited by the Lord of Belvedere at that time. It recorded in detail the geography, culture, customs and customs of Belvedere at that time. It was obtained and preserved by the bookstore owner who liked to collect ancient books.

Fujin found the former site of Belvedere, and finally located a desolate plain two hundred miles away.

"Put me here."

When they arrived at the place, before Fu Jin managed to get deep into the ground, the Dragon Monument actively transmitted power fluctuations.

Fu Jin was puzzled, but he still took out the dragon tablet and placed it on the ground among the rubble.

Under his gaze, the shallow Ba Dao hexagram runes on the back of the dragon stele shimmered and shimmered. Among them, the Kun hexagram runes "" symbolizing the earth fell off from the stele and slowly fell to the feet. in the earth.

hum.

The dragon monument chirped softly, and a moment later a discovery was made.

The Kun hexagram runes emerged from the ground and were draped over Fu Jin's body like a treasured garment with Tao patterns.

At this moment, Fu Jin felt a strong sense of closeness from the earth under his feet, and he could hardly help but blend into it.

"Walk."

The dragon stele flew up and fell into his arms. The Kun hexagram runes covered each person and the stele, and sank into the ground without opening any passage.

(End of this chapter)