Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 884: A tragic victory for the human world, goodbye Erniu!
The spiritual light on Zhou Xuntian's body lit up slightly, and the magic power of the Spiritual Transformation Stage was mobilized, and the air within three feet around his body was filled with tiny electric flashes.

Fang Jiuzun's red Taoist robe fluttered without wind, and the shadows of nine suns flickered behind him. He stared at the lightning pattern on Zhou Xun's forehead and suddenly sneered:
"I didn't notice it back then, but I let you grow up to this point, today..."

Before he finished speaking, the white sword sheath suddenly appeared between the two of them, and the white-haired swordsman's eyes were as cold as ice:

"Fang Jiuzun, with the enemy at hand, you'd better not act rashly!"

Fang Jiuzun narrowed his eyes, and the red flames around his body surged three inches.

When Zi Yu Tian Jun was around, he had to give in a little. Now that he is the number one cultivator in the human world, how can he give in anymore!
"Do you think Fang is afraid of you? You have been a coward for six thousand years, but now you are shouting loudly!"

"Friend Fang, the ghost clan has not yet been dealt with, and there is also the threat of the Crying Ghost Emperor. You and I should not hurt the relationship!"

Yun Ku Tianjun continued, but his body was clearly standing with Zhou Xun.
"That's right, Brother Fang, please think twice!" Ji Wanrenren added.

Immediately afterwards, Lord Yama, Lord Jinbi, Lord Xiong and others stood on Zhou Xun's side.

Originally, everyone was dissatisfied with Fang Jiuzun's actions, but they did not react because of the invasion of the ghost world.
Now everyone is saved by Zhou Xun.
His Zixiao magical power is the only hope of the human race, so he naturally will not allow Fang Jiuzun to act recklessly.

"Could it be that you all want to be Fang's enemy?"

Fang Jiuzun laughed in anger, and the shadows of the nine suns suddenly solidified, but the crowd did not retreat at all, and seemed to be surrounding him.

There were nearly ten Jindan cultivators. Even if he was in the middle Jindan stage, he was no match for them and his face was extremely gloomy.

At this time Zhou Xun came out and said coldly:

"Fang Jiuzun, now that the human world is facing a formidable enemy, I will spare your life for now. Once we have truly defeated the ghost clan, I will then fight you in a decisive battle!"

Fang Jiuzun had an expressionless face. He looked at Liu Bai, then at everyone else. He smiled coldly, snorted, stepped into the void and disappeared.

Only after he disappeared did Zhou Xun come back to his senses. He glanced at everyone and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Uh-huh."

At this moment, True Lord Yun Ku could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
It turned out that he had been holding on just now.
Today, Yun Ku Tianjun and his companions fought hard for several times, and their essence was consumed innumerable times.
His twelve-armed golden body was in tatters, with six of its arms broken off at the root, and the broken parts were entangled with corrupt souls and black air.

The skin that was originally as bright as gold was now covered with spider-web-like cracks. Light golden Buddha's blood oozed out from each crack, burning golden spots on the sand.

"The Master's Golden Body"

Zhou Xun immediately made hand gestures, and purple lightning condensed from his fingertips, gently tapping into Yun Ku Tianjun's body.
Lightning flashed along the cracks, burning away all the evil spirits that were corroding the Buddha's body.

Yun Ku Tianjun groaned, and his thousand-foot golden body slowly shrank and finally turned into his original form.

Without the remaining ghost energy, Yun Ku Tianjun looked much better.

"Master, you!" Zhou Xun was extremely worried.
He had long heard that the human world lacked vital energy and that the recovery of the gods was extremely slow.

Seeing Zhou Xun looking over, the master smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just a few hundred years of life loss. I've lived for tens of thousands of years, this is nothing!"

On the other side, Ji Wanren's situation was even more serious.

The dragon robe on the chest of this Human Emperor was completely shredded, and five claw marks slanted from the collarbone to the waist and abdomen. The skin and flesh at the wounds were actually gray.

The dragon seal in his hand was covered with cracks, and the five-clawed golden dragon on the seal had been broken into two pieces, and its eyes were dull and lifeless.

"The Ghost Mother's 'Nine Nether Corrupted Heart Claw' is really hard to deal with." Ji Wanren coughed and spat out two mouthfuls of black blood.

"If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Zhou arriving in time and killing the Ghost Mother, I would not have survived today."

Before he finished speaking, a loud 'boom' sound suddenly came from the distance.

Everyone turned to look, and saw that the thousand-foot-tall body of the Bear King collapsed like a mountain, smashing heavily into the sand dune.

There was a transparent hole in his chest, with white bones at the edge and a beating heart vaguely visible.

Jinbi Tianjun was even more seriously injured.

Previously, she had fought against the three great ghost gods alone, and had already burned out her life essence.

Most of the scales of the dragon had fallen off at this moment, and three sections of the dragon's tail were missing, with smelly ice crystals condensed on the broken ends.

If she didn't contain a trace of true dragon blood and had vitality far beyond that of an ordinary cultivator, her body would have probably collapsed and turned into a state of meditation long ago!

The other several incarnation gods, such as Yan Mo Zhenjun and Liu Dao Mojun, were not as seriously injured as the previous ones.

But it's not much better.

I'm afraid that the next hundred years of peace will be spent on recuperating.

Zhou Xun was about to speak when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked around but could not see the powerful Black Turtle Heavenly Monarch.

"Where is Senior Black Turtle?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the place suddenly fell silent.

Everyone showed sad looks.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun couldn't help but have a bad feeling.

Ji Wanren just sighed and took something out of his arms.

It was a seven-foot-long white jade turtle with dim star patterns on its surface and a crack running through the center of its carapace.

There is still a faint lingering aura belonging to the Black Turtle Heavenly Monarch!

"This is." Zhou Xun's fingertips trembled.

He really couldn't believe that the Black Turtle Heavenly Monarch, who had been chatting with him about heaven and earth in the morning,

The oldest incarnation of the human world, his soul dissipated in less than a day.
Only a body is left!

"At that time, there were thirteen incarnations of the ghost clan, and we only had ten!"

"The difference in numbers quickly put us at a disadvantage. The ghost tribe used three gods to hold back fellow Daoist Xiong and me."

"Hold the other fellow Taoists one on one,"

"The remaining three gods will all surround Fellow Daoist Jin,"

"In the critical moment, Brother Black Turtle burned his lifespan and soul as firewood to perform the forbidden method of the White Turtle clan - the Death Curse!"

"After destroying two ghost gods in a row, we have a chance to catch our breath!"

"Otherwise, we would have been defeated and perished before you, Brother Zhou, arrived here!"

Ji Wanren's voice was low, filled with uncontrollable sorrow.

Zhou Xun was silent for a long time, then slowly took the white jade turtle and stroked the cracks on the turtle shell with his fingertips, as if he could still feel the determination of the Black Turtle Lord at the last moment.

"Senior..." He whispered, and purple lightning flowed in his palm, transforming into strands of fine runes that wrapped the stone turtle.

In the lightning, the cracks on the tortoise shell actually glowed slightly, as if in response.

"Senior Xuangui risked his life, how can we let him down?" Zhou Xun raised his head, his eyes like lightning, sweeping over the crowd.
"Although the ghosts have retreated, the Ti Yu Ghost Emperor is still outside the world, watching covetously. If we can't recover our fighting power as soon as possible, the human world will be in danger!"

Liu Bai nodded, his white hair moving without wind:
"Fellow Daoist Zhou is right. We are seriously injured now and need to recover as soon as possible. But the ghost tribe is cunning and may not give us a chance to catch our breath." "That's right."

The dragon transformed by Jinbi Tianjun groaned softly, and a trace of fatigue flashed in the dragon's eyes.
"There is a dragon pool in our dragon clan's ancestral land. It contains the energy of heaven and earth, which can speed up our recovery from injuries."

"However, the storage capacity of the Dragon Transformation Pool is limited. I am afraid it can only accommodate three Taoist friends at most!"

"This is not difficult. My Ji clan passed down the teachings from the upper realm. There are also Heaven and Earth Primordial Stones in the secret realm. You can take them all out to help fellow Taoists recover from their injuries!"

Ji Wanren said in a deep voice, then took out a jade token with a dragon pattern, crushed it and turned it into a beam of golden light that shot straight into the sky.

Yunku Tianjun nodded slightly, clasped his hands together and said: "Although I have injured my origin, Buddhism still has the 'Nirvana Lotus Platform' to help us stabilize our souls and delay the worsening of our injuries."

Zhou Xun glanced at everyone, took a deep breath and said: "Okay! In this case, we will split up - Fellow Daoist Jin, Fellow Daoist Xiong, and Fellow Daoist Ji are the most seriously injured, so they will go into the Dragon Transformation Pool to heal first."

"Master Yun Ku used the Nirvana Lotus Platform to stabilize the injuries of fellow Taoists Yan Mo and Liu Dao. The rest of the fellow Taoists can also go to various secret places to heal their injuries!"

"Then what about the Western Desert Front?" Yun Ku Tianjun hesitated.
"With Liu in charge here, I will never let the ghost clan succeed!" Liu Bai said calmly.

Liu Bai's combat power is at the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. With him in charge, Ximo will naturally be safe!
"Then I'll have to trouble Brother Liu!" Master Yun Ku nodded.

"By the way, I have something else that I need your help with. If you can solve it, it may greatly improve my strength!"

At this moment, Zhou Xun suddenly remembered his last jade talisman. Now the top people in the human world have gathered here.

If we could use the power under their command, perhaps we could find the talisman.

"I don't know what it is, Brother Zhou, just give us your orders, and we will do our best!" Ji Wanren expressed his opinion immediately.

They saw Zhou Xun's strength with their own eyes today. Even if he was not as strong as the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm, he was almost as strong.
If he can improve his strength again and reach the middle stage of the Spiritualization, then he can join forces with Liu Bai.

Maybe he could even have the strength to fight Ti Yu.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun waved his hand and took out a purple jade talisman with an ancient character "Ji" engraved on it.

Liu Bai saw this thing and took it to examine it carefully:

"This seems to be a token of the Lei Xiao Sect. I have seen something similar in the hands of Brother Zi Yu before!"

"Yes, this item is related to the secret place of Lei Xiao Sect. There are seven of these talismans in total, and I have collected six of them."

"Now we only need the last 'hub' to complete the collection."

"By then, we can open the secret place of Lei Xiao Sect, and maybe we can find a way to greatly improve our strength and deal with the Ghost Emperor Ti Yu!" Zhou Xun nodded.

When everyone heard this, their expressions brightened.

The Leixiao Sect was a top sect that had terrorized the human world in ancient times. There must be a heaven-shaking opportunity hidden in its secret place! If it could be opened, perhaps it could really provide a glimmer of hope for the human world!
"Don't worry, Brother Zhou. We will immediately send a message to our disciples to search for the character 'Shu' with all our strength!" Ji Wanren said in a deep voice.

"Yes, our dragon clan is spread all over the world, and we can also send our clansmen to explore." Jinbi Tianjun's dragon eyes flashed slightly, and although his voice was weak, it was still firm.

Yun Ku Tianjun nodded and said: "Although the influence of the Boluo Temple is not widespread, it also has many disciples. I will send a message to various Buddhist temples and search everywhere!"

Lord Yama, Lord Liudao and others also responded one after another, and each took out their communication instruments to quickly convey the order to search for the character "Shu".

Zhou Xun felt relieved when he saw this, and said, "Thank you all for your help!"

Liu Bai handed the jade talisman back to him and said calmly: "This item is related to the survival of the human world, so we must not take it lightly. I will personally stay in the Western Desert and keep an eye out for any news about the 'Shu' character."

With all the major forces in the human world working together to search, the efficiency will naturally be much faster.

Unfortunately, this jade talisman is not like the Tianyuan Order, which can sense other parts.
Otherwise, he would need to travel the human world like he did when he inspected the Tianyuan Spirit Armor 'Yuheng'.

With his current strength at the Spirit Transformation Stage, he could complete the entire human world in a few years at most.

After the discussion was concluded, all the gods said goodbye and left.

The thousand-foot-long dragon transformed by Jinbi Tianjun roared towards the sky, then swung its tail and soared into the air, flying towards the East China Sea.

Ji Wanren clasped his fists towards Liu Bai solemnly and said, "I will entrust the Western Desert to you, Daoist Liu!"

As he spoke, he took out a gilded tiger talisman and presented it with both hands, "This is the command order, which can mobilize all the monks on the front line!"

Liu Bai nodded slightly, his white hair falling on his shoulders like snow. He lightly tapped his fingertips, and the tiger talisman turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his sleeve: "With Liu here, the ghost tribe will not dare to cross the line."

Xiong Jun beat his chest with a sound like muffled thunder, shaking the gravel on the ground: "When I recover from my injuries, I will definitely tear that white-boned old ghost to pieces!" After saying that, he turned into a black wind and swept away, sending flying sand and rocks everywhere he passed.

The rest of the gods left one after another!
After everyone had dispersed, Liu Bai turned around and looked at the devastated battlefield. His white hair fluttered without wind, and his sword intent soared into the sky.

"Pass the order, the entire army will rest for three days and hold a celebration banquet!"

As night fell, the Western Desert Camp was brightly lit.

Thousands of bronze lamps were suspended in the air, and the flames were actually the rare "Blue Nether Fire", which illuminated the camp as bright as day.

Zhou Xun and Liu Bai sat alone at the head of the table, with the jade table in front of them filled with spiritual delicacies. The fourth-level "Snow Lotus Soup" was filled with chill air, and even the wine pot was carved from "Soul-Nourishing Jade" that could warm the soul.

He took a sip of "Millennium Drunk", the spicy liquor went into his throat, but turned into a warm current flowing to every part of his body.

Although the human world is facing a greater crisis, these are things that the few gods should worry about. There is really no need to pass on such pressure to the rest of the people.

After all, a hundred years later, there will be an even more terrible war waiting for them.

Until then,
How many monks in this entire camp can survive?

Let’s just let them relax a little during this hundred years!
While enjoying the food, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the tent.

"Big brother!"

The familiar voice made Zhou Xun's fingers tremble slightly.

Looking up, I saw the curtain being lifted and a young man in a moon-white sword robe striding towards me.

He has a simple face and honest temperament, just like an old farmer!

But with Zhou Xun's powerful consciousness, he could sense the sharp sword intent lingering around Wang Erniu.
"Erniu!" Zhou Xun stood up suddenly and patted his shoulder heavily.
After not seeing each other for many years, the simple and honest boy back then has now become the talented Saint of Jianhu Palace.

Wang Erniu's eyes were red: "Congratulations, big brother. I haven't seen you for many years. You have become a Divine Transformation cultivator!"

"You are not bad either, you have advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage!"

"Today, you and I will not go home until we are drunk!"

Zhou Xun laughed, pulled Wang Erniu to sit down, and personally filled a glass of "Qiannianzui" for him.

“How could the two alchemy apprentices from Hongye Workshop have achieved what they have today?” Zhou Xun raised his glass, his eyes full of emotion.

Wang Erniu smiled naively and drank the wine in the cup. "If it weren't for my elder brother's support, I would have died long ago!"

Then the two of them reminisced about the past, it was so joyful!
When Zhou Xun returned to the cave, it was already the second day.
The Blood Demon Ancestor sat in the yard waiting.

"Senior, after I find the jade talisman, I will immediately set out for the ghost world to find a way back to the fairy world!"

(End of this chapter)