Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 930 50. Unintentionally Refining the Island as a Treasure

Jiuying actually broke through the earth's crust, and in an instant, magma surged up, ancient poisonous flames and various evil spirits rushed up, and the surrounding area suddenly became a sea of ​​​​fire, and the heavy and turbid air in it rolled. If you accidentally inhale a little, you are still a monk It will also pollute the primordial spirit, not only will you not be able to make an inch of progress in your life, but as time goes on, your merits will gradually decline, which is extremely beneficial.What's more, the gravel poisonous flame fused the aura and the turbid aura into one, and tiny explosions of aura continued to occur between them, rumbling into one piece.During this period, there was no way to absorb the spiritual energy. In a word, the blessed land was completely destroyed.

But after Jiuying activated, regardless of the life or death of other monsters, he slipped away in the chaos. After fleeing dozens of miles, he turned into a Taoist. The color of pride.His body gradually submerged in the sea water, the one over there was just for him to play at will, but it proved that it is feasible to use the power of sentient beings to achieve a golden body, so he changed to another place, and he went straight south, going down thousands of miles.

Mo Xian fell into crisis for a moment, he didn't dare to absorb the spiritual energy around him at all, the omen of the weapon repair is very grand, but don't forget, it's not entirely his own credit, but the external spiritual energy. People in it just send out a little introduction, the external spiritual power responds, and even the outer spiritual power responds. Therefore, the power is small but the effect is large. Under normal circumstances, it is spread thousands of miles to form a sequence. With Zhaojing, it is inevitable to be polluted.

Therefore, with the heavy turbidity, Zhao Jing immediately shrank, and Mo Xian took the initiative to shrink Zhao Jing. If Mo Xian was a monk of Yuanshen, there might be no way to do this, so he had to rely on treasures or his own body protection to fight against it, but Mo Xian Xian is a free and unfettered monk, and the free and unfettered monk is close to the Tao. Although he dare not absorb the polluted spiritual energy, it already contains both ends of life and death. However, Mo Xian has his own way, like the sea of ​​vacuum, from the space around him, When the quantum fluctuates, a large amount of vitality is extracted, and the amount is extremely large.

Even though Mo Xian's efficiency was not high, the extracted pure vitality instantly formed a ball of light, a ball of light expanded rapidly in it, and the explosion sounded.The spiritual energy and the turbid air are gradually becoming chaotic, and there are no living beings in it. Within a radius of tens of miles, there is chaos. The monks of the Taoyuan Sect stop dozens of miles away, and their evasion cannot match Mo Xian, so escaped.

Looking at the confused mass in front of them one by one, Wen Yijian flashed his sword light, entered it, and as soon as he touched it, countless robbery dust exploded, forming a spectacular scene, rolling and crawling, and he exited in a panic. His head was gray and his face was ashamed, and he yelled fiercely.

Yan Xiaohan's heart sank, Mo Xian was in it, even Wen Yijian was powerful, even though Mo Xian's skill was higher than Wen Yijian, he might not be able to bear it.

While anxious, a ball of light suddenly exploded from it, and Mo Xian swayed up from it, and when he got out of it, within a radius of a few miles, a bright white brilliance illuminated, like a big sun.

Once the calamity fire came out, Mo Xian let out a long sigh of relief. The big sun around him suddenly went out, and the omen scene reappeared, one yin and one yang spirally intertwined, and countless lives were born from it. This time there was no strange beast, but the scene was extremely spectacular. Like a miracle, plants and animals came out one after another, hanging down, the brilliance reached a range of more than a hundred miles, suppressed from the sky, and as soon as the periphery of the brilliance entered the confusion, a strange scene appeared immediately, like muddy mud, began to Precipitation, yin and yang are like a primer, the turbid scene begins to separate, the clear air rises, and the turbid air descends. With the double helix brilliance penetrating into every dust, the calamity recedes, and an island dozens of miles above the sea surface is formed. , the central volcano also gradually stopped erupting, and a piece of land began to form, but Mo Xian's Zhaojing was consumed bit by bit and merged into the island. , is also the essence of Buddhist charity.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them. This is the real supernatural power. Pingkong created a continent on the sea, right in front of everyone's eyes. The turbid air polluted the spiritual energy, and Mo Xian had to consume his own scenery, and was almost polluted by the heavy turbid air flowing upstream several times.Fortunately, he is not only Xiaoyao who is a tool cultivator, but the deity is also a emptiness. At a critical juncture, he combines the yin and yang avenues and transforms them into a landscape.However, a part of his vision fell into this island, and it would take less than ten years to rebuild it. It would be difficult to restore the grandeur of tens of millions of miles before.

But it's not impossible, he found that he was actually connected with this island, and he understood in an instant that by doing this, he was treating those ancient poisonous flames, heavy turbidity, and magma as the things he had refined. For him, this island is equivalent to a super-large magic weapon he made. Although the blessed land is destroyed, but thousands of miles of dragon veins gather here, there will be evil spirits and spiritual veins here. , is undoubtedly a treasure land, but mixed together.

But if it is formed naturally, it is not easy to deal with, but now it is like a large magic weapon. For Mo Xian, it is much more convenient to deal with. It is a good place. Mo Xian has already determined that this place belongs to Yuxianzong of.

Wen Yijian and many other monks landed on the island, Wen Yijian sighed: "It's a pity, a good place, where spiritual energy and turbid energy are mixed, it would be great if they could be separated!"

He shook his head and sighed, Mo Xian smiled and said: "That's fine, this island is a good place for all kinds of creatures, I happen to have no place to land in the South China Sea, so I just occupy this island, and I can be a neighbor with you, But the island is barren and needs to be redeveloped.”

"It would be great if you can come here, but you can occupy a better island." Wen Yijian said.

"There is a volcano on this island. After it is opened up, you can get earth fire, heavy turbidity and lightness. It is a good place to refine magic weapons." Mo Xian said.

"So that's how it is. If that's the case, this place is a good choice. This island appeared because of you, so you can give it a name." Wen Yijian said with a smile.

"The light spirit and the heavy and turbid air are mixed together and become one. We simply call this island a mixed island." Mo Xian thought for a while and said.

"Hunyi Island, the name is good, and it has a Taoist demeanor." Wen Yijian laughed loudly. Everyone congratulated Mo Xian for getting an island. They didn't think much about it. Moreover, in the South China Sea, there are many sea monsters who can be strong. Aid is also what they are happy to see.

In Yuxianzong Mengsi Mountain, Mo Xian's true self and Lu Ru were under a pine tree. A game of chess was played in front of them. Mo Xian stopped and looked to the south. Lu Ru asked, "What happened?"

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