Starting from the Wilderness, I worked hard to get a Heavenly Saint

Ji Zheng smiled. He had estimated his own strength. He should be able to kill an early Purple Mansion cultivator, and could also defeat a middle Purple Mansion cultivator. But if he met a late Purple Mansion cultivator, he would have to run away.

But when these fifty red Taoist soldiers are combined, their power is definitely at the late Purple Mansion stage.

He can hold on for a while, and his strength has definitely doubled compared to before.

If he encounters Ju San again, he will have no chance of survival at all, and he can easily be killed with the Xiao Xuan Huang Big Handprint.

"But why didn't I leave the Stone House?"

Ji Zheng was puzzled. He was standing in the main hall. The thousand-foot-high stone pillars were very rough, so he could only stand on the ground farther away.

"But usually I am moved out of the Shi Mansion directly, so this time it is the senior who wants to see me." Ji Zheng thought.

Swish!

A red-faced man appeared in front of Ji Zheng.

"Senior!" Ji Zheng called respectfully.

"Yes." The red-faced man nodded, "I kept you here because I want to ask you about the magic in your hand."

"Magic?" Ji Zheng was surprised. His Xiaoxuanhuang Big Handprint was top-notch in front of ordinary cultivators.

But in front of a senior like Shi Fu, it should be very ordinary.

Ji Zheng was puzzled, but he did not refuse. After all, it was just a spell, and he estimated that there were a lot of such spells passed down in the Shi Mansion.

"Senior, this is what I got from the relics of an immortal named Ju Hua, who was an immortal who lived for millions of years." Ji Zheng said respectfully.

He would use his magic, but he could not forget his roots. No matter what benefits it brought, this was indeed given to him by the magic weapon spirit of the immortal Ju Hua.

It's a kind of fame.

"Immortal?" The red-faced man raised his eyebrows. He had no ill will towards immortals, but he didn't take them seriously either.

But a wandering immortal is still an immortal, and his vision would not be so low that he would use such a wasteful method to practice magic.

"Could he be a disciple of some ancestor god? A descendant?" the red-faced man pondered.

He also quickly read through the small Xuanhuang handprint given by Ji Zheng.

"What a waste... No, it's this picture..." The red-faced man has such a high vision. The masters he follows are all the strongest since the ancient Pangu world.

He is much taller than the immortal Juhua.

It can be seen at a glance that the importance of this small Xuanhuang handprint lies not in the earth-based wonders, but in the handprint diagram.

"This is not something that a so-called immortal can successfully modify. Ji Zheng, is there anyone else who has obtained this spell except the immortal Ju Hua?" asked the red-faced man.

"Modify?" Ji Zheng blinked. "Senior, is there something wrong with this spell?"

No problem, it seems that there is no need to modify it.

"The magic is not... well, as long as you don't practice too much, it will be fine." The red-faced man shook his head.

"After all, you are very poor now, so this waste has nothing to do with you." The red-faced man said with a smile.

The biggest problem with this spell is waste, but...how could a poor cultivator have such a problem as waste?

So for Ji Zheng, there is no problem with this spell.

Ji Zheng: “…”

"But the most powerful part of this spell is not the earth-based wonders. Of course, it is also very powerful. It can use earth-based wonders to reduce the difficulty of cultivation. The person who created this method is probably not much lower in realm than my master."

"If you achieve celestial immortality in the future, you can go to the point where this spell originated and take a look. Perhaps you will have a chance to cultivate the true Xuanhuang Great Seal."

"The real Xuanhuang Great Handprint?"

Ji Zheng was surprised that his spell had an advanced version. He wouldn't become even poorer, right?

“Don’t worry, the real Xuanhuang Great Handprint is not so expensive to practice, and its power is much stronger than the so-called celestial immortal.”

The red-faced man thought for a moment and found a metaphor.

"For example, in this Daxia world where you are, when you have cultivated the true Xuanhuang Great Handprint."

"It's easy for you to kill the world here with one slap, and all life will return to chaos."

"It's considered a top-notch spell."

Ji Zheng blinked and killed a big world with a slap. Doesn't that mean he has the power of a true god?

The True God Daozu is an unrivaled powerful being who can rule dozens of worlds as big as the Great Xia world where he lives.

"Okay, after saying so much, you should leave."

"But before you leave, I'll give you a small gift as a reward for clearing up my confusion just now."

As he spoke, the red-faced man smiled and touched Ji Zheng's forehead with his hand.

Swish!

Ji Zheng didn't even have time to react before he reappeared in the secret room he had entered before.

But Ji Zheng still had his eyes closed, immersed in the divine thoughts that the red-faced man gave him before he left.

"Ji Zheng, you are not yet the master's disciple, so I cannot give you the master's inheritance."

"But I can give you some hints."

"You can take a good look at the yellow manual in your storage magic weapon and try it out."

"It will do you great good."

"Carvings of gods and demons?" Ji Zheng opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

He had actually tried to carve those gods and demons before. After all, that was his first time killing someone for treasure.

I finally saw a book that seemed to have some adventures in it, so naturally I would give it a try.

But after carving dozens of statues of gods and demons, there were no strange signs, so Ji Zheng began to grumble.

He felt that Ju San was deliberately trying to disgust him by leaving a magical book in the storage magic weapon to make him work in vain.

But now… “You have to carve with your heart, with your heart, that’s how you carve these statues of gods and demons?”

Ji Zheng murmured, sat cross-legged in the secret room, and took out some stone materials and a carving knife.

He likes carving. After all, practicing is very hard, and he needs some entertainment hobbies to relax him.

Sculpture is his extracurricular hobby.

“But you have to be attentive when carving. What does it mean to be attentive?” Ji Zheng murmured, as if he had entered a hazy state.

He reached out and picked up the carving knife, carving on a piece of stone.

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

The stone was constantly being chipped away to remove waste materials, revealing the vague image of the Red Axe God and Demon inside, with glaring eyes and angrily chopping with an axe.

call!

After the last line was carved, the stone in Ji Zheng's hand turned into a red axe demon, with angry eyes, chopping ghosts and gods with his axe.

An unknown anger appeared in his heart, and Ji Zheng stretched out his hand and looked at him hazily.

His soul expanded with a hum.

Fury gushed out, and the soul consciousness broke free from the constraints of the body and looked towards the ant soil dozens of feet away.

[Inner Contemplation of the Buddha of Sun and Moon 0/400 (Divine Mind)]

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"My soul cultivation has made a breakthrough." Ji Zheng muttered to himself as he watched this scene.

Chapter 43: Dong Zi Qi

Ji Zheng could clearly feel that his thoughts seemed to turn into an invisible gripper, grabbing the surrounding soil and stones.

"This is the divine thought!" Ji Zheng's eyes lit up.

He flew around holding the wooden stick with his mind. He had been coveting this spiritual realm for a long time.

Generally speaking, the soul of a cultivator will gradually show strange phenomena as their cultivation becomes stronger.

Zifu is able to do two things at once.

All things have divine thoughts.

The Taoist Yuanshen has opened his third eye, and his spiritual consciousness can scan everything.

The spiritual realm he is currently in is generally a level of cultivation that only the Wanxiang Taoist can achieve.

It can control everything around you, and the magic weapon will fly faster and more fun.

"My divine consciousness can now control objects within a hundred feet around me. Although I can't do anything big, I can still control objects weighing a thousand pounds."

Ji Zheng was very happy. A thousand pounds was of course very common for a divine or demonic body cultivator like him.

With a casual swing of his arm, he could carry 180,000 kilograms of weight, enough to even lift a medicine cauldron. This was much stronger than just a thousand kilograms of weight.

But this is divine consciousness, "It can control magic weapons more flexibly, spells can be farther and faster, and even at will."

Ji Zheng suddenly had an idea, and a small Xuanhuang handprint appeared above his head.

"Stone!"

Xiao Xuanhuang's handprint was clenched into a fist.

"Scissors!"

Two fingers extended, like a pair of stone scissors.

"And the Rock Gun Technique."

Xiao Xuanhuan's big handprint swept across the air, pulling and stabbing, and putting away the gun, just like a real marksmanship master practicing the rock-stone gun technique.

"It's so flexible, and it can be used for such a long distance. Although it requires the special ability of the Little Xuanhuang Great Handprint to do this, the appearance of divine thoughts is of great help to cultivators."

"I feel like I can defeat another group of nine innate Taoist soldiers." Ji Zheng nodded, his eyes full of satisfaction with his own divine thoughts.