The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 127: To reduce and seek emptiness, to refine the bottle mountain

On the top of Pingshan Mountain, Wu Gong stood in the air.

Although I looked down at Pingshan Mountain several times, after I learned how to identify the terrain and set up formations, I saw a different look at Pingshan Mountain again.

I saw a strange peak standing among the mountains, shaped like a bottle falling from the sky.

The surrounding mountains are like thousands of bamboo shoots emerging from the ground. Pingshan is located in the center of the strange peaks and ridges. It is hollow inside and seems to be able to breathe, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth from all directions.

The entire Pingshan Mountain is filled with a mysterious Taoist aura that gathers treasures and energy. Although it is thin, it cannot be ignored.

Wu Gong could feel that an endless supply of earth energy, sky light, and starlight were being sucked into the treasure bottle, encompassing everything, and where gods and ghosts were hiding.

However, the colorful poisonous miasma surrounding Pingshan Mountain was filled with a fierce aura that was incompatible with the light of the sky and the starlight.

Over the past three years, the gathering of countless poisonous insects has created a dense poisonous miasma, the horrific corrosiveness of which is gradually destroying the mountain.

At the beginning, Wu Gong also absorbed the rainbow light energy bred by the poisonous miasma to improve his cultivation.

Now that times have changed, the rainbow light and colorful aura are no longer worth mentioning.

On the contrary, if this horrific poisonous miasma is left unchecked, this holy land created by heaven and earth will collapse in a few decades.

Riding the wind and controlling the air, Wu Gong circled Pingshan Mountain and was determined to completely eliminate the poisonous miasma.

Then a large formation must be set up to enhance the absorption capacity of Pingshan.

It would be great if the entire Bottle Mountain could be refined into a portable magic weapon.

However, that operation is extremely difficult.

To refine a mountain into a magic weapon, one must transform it into a human form and work with many assistants.

Otherwise, with Wu Gong's current level of cultivation, he would not be able to accomplish this task even if he drained all his energy.

"Pingshan, this is the place where Taoism was achieved, the original source, and the symbol of the holy land. What we need to do now is to reduce and seek emptiness, and only retain the essence of Taoism. This is the best choice."

Wu Gong returned to the small world, sat under the ancient tea tree of Wudao, and began to think about how to deal with the poisonous miasma.

If you don't want to take it away, you can just use the wood fire to burn it clean.

However, this is a huge waste.

Those Gu Masters work day and night without rest, which is why there are such a large number of poisonous insects and miasma. Burning them would be a waste of resources.

If you want to collect it for your own use, how to collect it and what to use is another big problem.

"In the Shushan world, there is the Five Clouds Peach Blossom Miasma, in the Zhuxian world, there is the Ten Thousand Poisons Returning to the Origin Bag, and in the Fengshen world, there is the Centipede Bee Bag. I don't have any of these poison-related magic weapons, so I can only refer to the shapes of these magic weapons and refine them again."

The ancient tea tree of Wudao is as vigorous as a dragon, and the whole tree is full of crystal and divine light.

The unique leaves shine with divine brilliance, and exude mysterious and profound Taoist aura.

Wu Gong sat cross-legged, and with the help of Taoism, his thoughts surged in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The magical weapons of the Qi-Miasma type are too limited. They can only absorb the miasma, not the poisonous insects."

"Poison bag-type magic weapons have extremely high requirements and require a space treasure. Otherwise, they cannot hold countless poisonous insects. I don't have a space treasure, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to refine it."

Wu Gong was searching for the various materials he had, when suddenly a small bag came into his sight.

This is a spirit beast bag, a third-rank magic weapon obtained a long time ago, from the world of Mortal Cultivation and Immortality.

Wu Gong always carried this spirit beast bag with him, but never used it once.

"The spirit beast bag has its own space inside. Isn't this a ready-made space item?"

Wu Gong was delighted and prepared to refine the treasure again.

But when I opened it, I found that the space inside was not too big, only about the size of a yard.

It is obviously unrealistic to accommodate the countless poisonous insects in Pingshan with such a small space.

After thinking about it, Wu Gong summoned the Kunlun Mirror, channeled the power of the artifact, and began to expand the space inside the bag.

As a ray of mirror light hit the spirit beast bag, the space inside doubled in size in an instant.

“This method is feasible.”

Wu Gong raised his lips, and kept urging the Kunlun Mirror to expand the space rapidly. After a while, the space in the spirit beast bag had become as large as a football field.

But, this thing is only a third-level magical weapon after all.

As the space expanded, tiny cracks appeared all over the bag, like an inflated balloon that could be damaged at any time.

"The materials are limited, and this bag has reached its limit."

Wu Gong stopped and looked at the spirit beast bag.

If you want to turn this thing into a magic weapon, you need to add more advanced materials.

However, the largest stock in Wu Gong's hands now is the Haiyuan Copper from Guixu in the South China Sea.

Metal treasures are not suitable for spirit beast bags.

Only things that have been nurtured by living beings are the key to improving their quality.

Among the four divine beasts, the Fire Phoenix is ​​the nemesis of poisonous insects, so it should be eliminated directly.

The Fire Kylin possesses demonic powers and is also a fire-type divine beast, so its attributes are incompatible.

Xuanwu is a water-based mythical beast and can be considered if one is refining a defensive magic weapon.

After much thought, the only thing that fits is the dragon.

It has dragon blood, and is of the poisonous dragon and demon dragon lineage. Poisonous fog surrounds its body. It is the best choice in every aspect.

As for the remaining one, there is also a Huo's immortal worm that can be used.

The giant insect's tenacity was rare in the world. It had been eating dead people for thousands of years, and its body was filled with accumulated poisonous blood.

However, compared to the magic dragon, Huo's immortal worm is much inferior.

"It's settled. If we can strip off the dragon's skin, this magic weapon will be ready."

After Wu Gong thought it through, he opened the space door without delay.

In a snowy mountain, a magic dragon was seen leisurely devouring a snow ape.

On the side, Jin Suanpan was so cold that his nose was running, and he was using a compass to calculate the direction.

The Kunlun Mountains are too large and covered with snow everywhere. They have lost their way.

The Kunlun Temple is hidden deep in the snowfield. Although Jin Suanpan has extremely high attainments in Feng Shui, it is still difficult to find it for the time being.

"Hey, can you do it? If not, go home and get someone else."

The dragon didn't like the extremely cold weather. It shook off the falling snow on its body and began to complain.

Jin Suanpan was shivering with cold. On the one hand, he had to find a dragon's burial site, and on the other hand, he had to take care of the mood of his ancestor, the Demon Dragon. He felt extremely exhausted.

"Wait a moment, Long Zun, it will be ready soon."

The dragon snorted disdainfully: "Soon? You've already searched several mountains, when will it be?"

Jin Suanpan was helpless. He would definitely die in the Kunlun Mountains if there was no magic dragon to lead him away.

He didn't dare to offend the dragon, so he just smiled and said, "It's almost there, it's almost there. After passing three, no, five more mountains, we should be able to find the Kunlun Palace."

The dragon spat out a mouthful of venom and said with disdain, "You are so weak and incompetent."

The two were bickering when they suddenly saw a space door opening in front of them and a voice was heard.

"Magic Dragon, Golden Abacus, please come back first. Let's stop exploring Kunlun Mountain."

Jin Suanpan was stunned for a moment, then immediately ran back happily.

"Please be merciful, Immortal Venerable. This is too difficult. Kunlun Mountain is too big."

The magic dragon followed closely and returned to the small world.

After comforting Jin Suanpan, Wu Gong sent him to the Worm Valley to practice with Sun Guofu. He then looked at the magic dragon with a smile.

"Demon Dragon, after you surrendered, you received no other rewards except the cultivation method. I am going to refine a poison magic weapon for you. Do you want it?"

(End of this chapter)