The west.
The sky is full of yellow sand, the wilderness of Gobi is extremely desolate and barren.
Saint Zhunti is sitting on the rock and has been guarding this place for more than a month.
A big crack suddenly opened in the ground, the treasure was filled with light, and the treasure was born!
With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zhunti used the power of a saint to grab the Lingbao in his hand. He felt the grade of the Lingbao and showed joy on his face, "It's actually a high-grade Lingbao from the day after tomorrow. Hahaha, it's really rare..."
…
In the vast East China Sea, there is an unnamed fairy island.
The large array of light curtains dissipated, and Shen Gongbao slowly walked out. His aura was weak, and his energy and spirit were all damaged.
Shen Gongbao was only a Xuanxian, and his magic power continued to circulate for more than a month, supporting the yin and yang array. If he couldn't hold on, he really couldn't hold on.
Longxuhu secretly ran out from the back island, his face full of concern, "Boss, have they broken the formation?"
"Didn't you see that the formation has been broken?"
"Ah?" Longxuhu's face instantly turned ugly, and he couldn't stop the pain in his heart. "Doesn't that mean we have to pay a lot of compensation?"
"The formation is broken, but not completely broken."
"It doesn't matter, I can't pay for it."
The leader of Tongtian Cult is a saint of the Supreme Purity and is famous for his formation practice. He personally took action, but he did not directly break the formation, but drained the formation master's mana, causing the formation to collapse without attack.
Does this sound good to say?
It definitely damages the saint’s face.
As Shen Gongbao spoke, he took out a green-skinned gourd and placed it in the palm of his hand. It was about three inches in size. The whole body was crystal clear and the mouth of the gourd was surrounded by fairy aura.
The red-skinned gourd was refined by Hongyun into a loose gourd, with a fierce reputation and awe-inspiring power!
The yellow-skinned gourd was taken away by Taiyi and refined into an immortal-killing gourd. When the flying knife came out, it was also powerful!
This green-skinned gourd was also grown from the gourd vine and was personally sacrificed by the saint, so its power should be even more terrifying!
The power of Shen Gongbao's soul penetrated into the gourd, and he suddenly felt a fragrance coming to his face. The soul was intoxicated, like a dream.
Dao's body staggered slightly, as if he was drunk.
Shen Gongbao was dumbfounded, "Is there a gourd wine cellar inside this gourd?"
The gourd space is like a small world, filled with spiritual fruit and spiritual roots, which naturally ferment and seep out drop by drop.
Under the spiritual fruit root, there is a small pool of clear spring, um... it should be wine.
"The top-grade Xiantian gourd? Was it used by Tongtian Cult Leader to make wine?"
What a waste!
On second thought, Shen Gongbao thought of Taiqing Laozi holding the purple gold gourd to hold the elixir, and he felt relieved.
"He is worthy of being a saint. He has a great family and a great business. He is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. It's useless."
At this moment, the Hongyun spirit in Shen Gongbao's red-skinned gourd absorbed the essence of Renshui and the three-light divine water, and he woke up at some point.
The remnant soul became much more substantial. When he saw the green-skinned gourd, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "How did this nourishing gourd get into the hands of fellow Taoist?"
"They just gave it to me."
"Yunyang Gourd? Do you have any explanation?"
"The gourds produced by the gourd vine are different and have different uses. Pindao's red-skinned gourds were born with a hint of innate evil aura, so Pindao refined them into the Sanpo gourd."
"But this green-skinned gourd has the power of innate nourishment. It forms a small world inside and will automatically absorb the aura of the outside world and nourish the small world."
"It's a pity that Saint Tongtian used it to make wine."
"However... for the Sage of the Supreme Purity, the resources are fully utilized. Ordinary fruits are put into it and nourished by the spiritual energy. Over time, they will turn into spiritual fruits. The wine produced is delicious and nourishing."
Only when a saint is omniscient and omnipotent, and can do whatever he wants, can he act in a manner consistent with that of a saint.
"Fellow Taoist, please rest assured and recover. When the opportunity comes, Pindao will save you from disaster." Shen Gongbao said, then he threw another Renshui flat peach and half a drop of Sanguang divine water into the Sanpo gourd.
"Hongyun thanks fellow Taoist for saving me, I shed tears of gratitude..."
Shen Gongbao returned to consciousness and carefully measured the green gourd, "This drink should taste good."
Shen Gongbao raised the green gourd, lifted it slightly, and poured the clear and sweet wine into his mouth.
How can it be described as sweet?
A few drops of wine splashed to the ground.
Then they saw the dragon-bearded tiger hurriedly lying on the ground, sticking out its long tongue, "squeaking, slurping and licking."
"Hmm...Why are you feeling a little dizzy?" Shen Gongbao drank a few sips, and his body began to sway.
Longxuhu lay directly on the ground, his cheeks were red, and he burped, "It tastes good, it tastes good, it tastes really good."
The two of them fell asleep drunk at the same time.
This sleep lasted more than a month.
Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.
The leader of Tongtian Cult was sitting on the futon in the main hall, meditating on it for more than a month, "It's mysterious, it's really mysterious."
"I actually thought of using the balance of Yin and Yang as the base of the formation, combined with the stars of the Zhoutian. If anyone enters the formation, if they form a large formation, the trajectory of the stars of the Zhoutian will be recorded, and then reproduced more perfectly... …”
"The person who came up with this great formation is truly a genius!" Leader Tongtian also cherishes his dignity, but he does not regard it as fateful as Yuanshi.
Compared with Nianpi, Master Tongtian obviously admires Shen Gongbao more.
"The second brother is not good at formations. This formation must not have been taught by the second brother, but he understood it himself? But the two qi of yin and yang are not ordinary things. Maybe they are the things of the eldest brother."
Leader Tongtian thought back to January, his heart felt like a cat's paw tickling, and he couldn't help shouting loudly in his heart, "I really want to understand it."
"Yunxiao."
The holy seal of the Tongtian leader summoned Yunxiao.
"Disciple has met the teacher." Yunxiao saluted.
"Then has Shen Gongbao left?"
"I haven't seen him leave the island, so he probably hasn't left yet." Yunxiao's beautiful eyes were stunned for a moment, and then she said.
"Teacher, do you want to invite him to the island?" Yun Xiao tried to ask.
"I think so too."
Yunxiao hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Teacher, he is a disciple of Uncle Yuqing..."
Leader Tongtian smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter, red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, Sanqing is one family, second brother's disciple, I can't even meet the last one? Second brother is not a narrow-minded person."
"Yes, the disciple will go and summon him."
"Um."
The clouds turned into a soft spiritual light, leaving the Jin'ao Island of Biyou Palace and traveling to the Wuming Fairy Island.
No one was seen.
"Is it possible that he left?"
After Yunxiao's spiritual consciousness explored the fairy island, a bright smile appeared on his delicate appearance.
In the middle of the island, Shen Gongbao and Longxuhu were lying on their backs, still hungover.
"Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist."
In his sleep, Shen Gongbao heard a sweet voice calling.
Consciousness gradually awakened, eyes drowsy.
What caught his eye was Yunxiao's impeccably beautiful and exquisite face, who was shouting softly.
Shen Gongbao sat up suddenly, and he felt a headache as if it was exploding.
Shen Gongbao covered his head with both hands, feeling dizzy and having a splitting headache, "I am afraid... I am afraid that I drank the fake wine of Shangqing Saint... I have such a severe headache."
Yun Xiao chuckled lightly, "Fellow Taoist, please don't slander the teacher. The spirit fruit of this gourd has been stored by the teacher since the Long Han era. The fermentation of the wine is now delicate and mellow, with strong staying power."
"Back then, Sister Bixiao secretly drank a sip of the teacher's fairy wine, but she fell asleep for half a year. The wine was rich in spiritual power, but she couldn't drink too much."
Shen Gongbao glanced at the attribute panel subconsciously.
Name: Shen Gongbao
Race: demon
Qualification: Xiapin Xiantian (50W/100W)
Cultivation: Middle stage of Xuanxian (2000W/3000W)
Physical body: Fourth turn of Xuan Gong (1500W/5000W)
"I...remember that I just realized Tao Xuanxian?"
Shen Gongbao was a little dumbfounded, "When I woke up, it was natural to reach the middle stage of Xuanxian? And it was about to break through to the late stage of Xuanxian?"
"What's going on with the Nine-turn Xuanyuan Gong? The progress suddenly increased by tens of millions?"
The practice of Nine-turn Xuanyuan Gong is extremely difficult and requires a huge amount of blood, mana, and essence.
"A few sips of fairy wine can have such an effect?"
"What kind of fairy wine is this? It's more effective than any golden elixir!"
"And there's a whole pool!"
Shen Gongbao was a little excited, and before he could get excited, his headache got worse.
"Ugh!" Shen Gongbao grunted in pain.
Seeing this, Yun Xiao chuckled and shook his head, leaning forward slightly.
Shen Gongbao only felt a fragrance coming from the tip of his nose. It was very fragrant and refreshing.
A pair of slender, soft hands touched Shen Gongbao's temples and rubbed them gently.
It feels warm and smooth to the touch.
Shen Gongbao raised his eyes and met each other.
Bright and clear eyes, long eyelashes, flawless cheeks, crystal earlobes, red lips... She is truly beautiful.
When Bixiao woke up from a hangover, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao also took turns soothing her sister's headache.
But Shen Gongbao didn't expect that Yunxiao would be so brave?
Such an intimate gesture would cause Shen Gongbao to misunderstand.
"Fellow Taoist, is your headache better? The fairy wine has a strong stamina and cannot be soothed by magic power. So gentleness can soothe it a little bit." Yunxiao's voice was as gentle as water, giving people the feeling of a big sister next door.
She possesses high magical power, unparalleled formation skills, peerless appearance, gentleness and thoughtfulness, all rolled into one.
"Okay... better."
"Teacher summoned fellow Taoist disciples to Biyou Palace for a talk. Please don't refuse." His voice was gentle and hard to refuse.
"Um."
"Huh?" Shen Gongbao nodded first, then was stunned, "Sage Shangqing summoned me?"
"Could it be that you regretted it and want to get the gourd back?"
There is a pool of immortal brew in the gourd, which is extremely precious. Shen Gongbao has already thought of using it to practice cultivation quickly.
"The Yunyang gourd belongs to senior brother Qingping. How can the teacher take it back?" Yunxiao explained with a chuckle.
"Too."
"The saint summoned the poor and unknown person..."
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to belittle yourself. Your skills in formations are unrivaled in history. Although your magic power is weak now, your reputation will surely spread throughout history."
"Fairy Yunxiao is so ridiculous, I just want to live a good life."
Living a good life includes a wide range of things, being carefree, free and unrestrained.
Looking back at the prehistoric times, even a saint might not be able to live a good life like Shen Gongbao.
After a while, Shen Gongbao's head no longer hurt, "Thank you fairy for your help, you can go to Biyou Palace."
"Fellow Taoist, just call me Yunxiao."
Two streams of light flew up and flew towards Biyou Palace.
On the Unnamed Immortal Island, the dragon-bearded tiger was still drooling and sleeping soundly. It could be faintly seen that his body was glittering and translucent, as if his bloodline had reached the critical point and showed signs of evolutionary mutation.
