"Please invite some fellow Taoists! The leader and several elders have been waiting at the treasure house for a long time -" Ling Zelan summoned the flying boat and invited a few people to board it.
Yan Feiyue and Qi Guanyu's stay at Jinghongmen for several months was not in vain. Looking at the scenery that became familiar to her eyes, she couldn't help but wonder:
"Isn't this the barren mountain where Master Jing lived before? Is this the treasure house?"
"I made several fellow Taoists laugh. I only found out recently that the three most important treasure houses of Jinghong Gate are on this barren mountain -" Ling Zelan's expression was really hard to describe.
The flying boat stopped halfway up the barren mountain. The current head of Jinghong Sect, Jing Xianzhuo, the deputy head Jing Kun, the leader of the wood-type mountain peak Jing Nan, the leader of the fire-type mountain peak Jing Xing, and the leader of the gold-type mountain peak. That is to say, Qi Yizhi, the second elder of the Qi family, is indeed already here.
As for the reason why the second elder of the Qi family, Qi Yizhi, has not changed his surname to Jing, it is because the Jinghong sect unanimously decided after internal discussions that when the sect recruits another peak master of the water system peak, people from the lower realms of the Qi family will also come up. Later, Jinghong Sect will hold a master succession ceremony, at which time the two newly appointed peak masters will change their names together.
"These kids have made great progress!" Jing Xianzhuo has been busy lately, so he hasn't paid attention to the situation of Yan Feiyue and the other kids. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for a few months, the cultivation of these people has improved by leaps and bounds.
"Senior, thank you. We stayed on the Five Elements Mountains of Huajing Sect for several months——" the speaker, Wei Sheng Suwen, answered in unison.
"Master, then open the treasure house!" Deputy Master Jing Kun couldn't help but urge when he saw everyone was here.
"Okay, this mountain is divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower. The bottom is the Lingshiku. The deputy head Jingkun is responsible for the financial expenditure of the entire sect, so the two of us have a piece of the access control jade plaque of the Lingshiku.
But every time the two of us enter, we must be accompanied by a peak master, and the account books managed by deputy master Jing Kun must be reviewed by the master and the peak masters together every ten years. "The leader, Jing Xianzhuo, first explained everything to everyone, and then handed a round jade plaque to Jing Kun.
"I will live up to the great trust of the master and all the peak masters——" After the deputy master Jing Kun took the jade plaque, he solemnly bowed deeply to all the monks present.
After seeing that there was no objection, Jing Xianzhuo continued: "The treasure house in the middle is the foundation that Jinghong Sect can still stand up to now. The master and the peak master each have one key to this treasure house, but When entering, you still need to be accompanied by a peak master or headmaster."
After Jing Xianzhuo finished speaking, he took out a bunch of jade keys from his storage ring and gave one to each person. In the end, there were still a few left. Everyone also understood that there were still a few keys in the high position of Jinghong Gate. Vacancies, these keys are reserved for those few people.
"Let's go in!" Jing Xianzhuo just put the key in the void, and a bottomless opening appeared on the wall of the hillside, two meters high and one meter wide.
When everyone saw him stepping in, they followed suit.
Qi Guanyu took Yan Feiyue's hand and stepped in, only to realize that this was a transfer formation. As soon as he opened his eyes, they arrived at a corridor in the cave.
After Jing Xianzhuo saw that everyone had arrived, he explained: "The two doors on the left and the right are the Dharma Treasure House and the Cultivation Technique House respectively. The only person holding the key to this treasure house is the Jinghong Sect Elder who holds the key. Only then can you enter. So, friends, please follow me and enter through the door on the left."
"Okay -" Qi Guanyu had just finished speaking when he heard deputy head Jing Kun say:
"Master, you can just take a few friends to pick out the gifts. Several peak masters and I want to see the techniques. We have been stuck at the bottom for these years and we really can't hold on any longer!"
"Yes, but don't forget the old rules. The techniques taught to disciples and above can only be copied, and the original version cannot be brought out -" Jing Xianzhuo also understands the difficulties these elders have experienced over the years.
If Situ Si and his family had not controlled Jinghong Sect for many years, how could the treasure house be self-proclaimed? Without the supply of follow-up techniques, how could the cultivation of several Jinghong Sect elders have stagnated in the Mahayana period.
After watching several elders enter the secret room on the right, Jing Xianzhuo led Yan Feiyue and others into the secret room on the left.
Wooden frames as high as three stories high are neatly arranged in the cave. The walls are embedded with night pearls the size of footballs. The halo is soft and not dazzling.
"The treasure house on this floor is full of seventh-, eighth- and ninth-level treasures. Several Taoist friends can choose one ninth-level treasure, or two seventh-level or eighth-level treasures.
If there is not what a few fellow Taoists need here, there is a treasure house at the top, which is the private treasury of the leaders of the Jinghong Sect in the past. If a leader ascends, he can take one tenth of it. If he does not ascend, it will be passed on to the next leader.
Having said that, in the past tens of thousands of years, the Jinghong Sect has never had a leader who could ascend. "Jing Xianzhuo felt a little lonely when he said this. Their generation has been delayed for too long. Ascension is unlikely. Hope can only be placed on the next generation.
"..." How could these people answer the conversation? It was Wei Sheng Suwen, the official spokesperson, who came out and said:
"Master Jing, don't be so pessimistic. Now that all the obstacles in Jinghong Sect have been cleared, it's a good time for vigorous development and great ambitions. It's time to cheer up."
"What Taoist Fellow Weisheng said is that I am obsessed with the appearance -" Jing Xianzhuo is also a smart man, and he understood the deep meaning of these words right away.
Cultivation is to compete with the sky for fate. Opportunities are countless, and bad fate is not to be forgotten. Sometimes an opportunity can jump thousands of miles, and sometimes a bad fate can make you trapped for a hundred years. The road ahead is long, and it is all very difficult. It’s hard to say, everything is possible.
"Master Jing, do you have the ten-thousand-year black iron?" Shen Tuqi asked. He had long been coveting Guan Yu's ten-thousand-year black iron, but this thing is basically what everyone needs, so he has always been there. I searched hard but found nothing.
"There is still an inventory. Since fellow Taoist has spoken, let's take it! It should be enough to upgrade a natal magic weapon!"
Jing Xianzhuo walked to the back row, jumped up in the air, took out a wooden box an arm's length from the top, and placed it on the ground with a "clang". It was too heavy.
"Well, thank you, Senior Jing -" The value of the ten thousand-year black iron is comparable to that of ninth-level treasures, so he is satisfied with just this one.
"Senior, are there any spiritual plants suitable for wood-type spiritual roots to be used as weapons?" After all six of them advance to become gods, they should go out to do missions, so Tong Yi feels that it is time to arrange a companion for herself. weapons.
Hearing this, Jing Xianzhuo shook his head and said helplessly:
"If it were tens of thousands of years ago, our Jinghong Sect would still have had a few trees, but since Situ Si and his team took over the sect, all the good things on the surface have been plundered.
Ninth-level spiritual plants are hard to find for thousands of years. Even if they are available, they will not be kept in this dark treasure house. They must be planted in our Jinghongmen where the spiritual energy is the richest, the soil is the most fertile, and the sunshine is the most abundant. So now it is nothing left.
But there are still a few seeds of ninth-level spiritual plants. Fellow Taoist Tong might as well try to cultivate them——"
Tong Yi knew that ninth-level spiritual plants were rare, so she just asked casually. She didn't expect that there were seeds. It was an unexpected surprise. She immediately said: "It's good to have seeds -"
Jing Xianzhuo took down a forearm-long jade box from the same shelf, opened it carefully, and said to Tong Yi:
"Tong Taoist friend, the seeds of ninth-level spiritual plants are precious. I open this layer. You can see the seeds through the jade cover of the lower layer. There is the name of the seed next to it. Ninth-level spiritual seeds are extremely difficult to cultivate. You choose Two of them!"
"Thank you, senior. I will choose this Hundred Vein Root Seed and the Curling Pill Seed." Tong Yi looked at the ten seeds, considered them again and again, and finally selected these two.
Jing Xianzhuo nodded, took out two small boxes made of nearly ten thousand-year-old crystals from the bottom of the jade box, and handed them to Tong Yi cautiously.
"Senior, are there any soft swords of level eight or above that can be used as natal magic weapons? We have not been in the world for a long time, so we don't have many opportunities to go out and look for suitable natal magic weapons, which would make seniors laugh -" Yan Fei Yue said sheepishly.
"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be shy. This is the situation. This is normal. Some monks spend their entire lives unable to find the magic weapon they want. This situation also happens.
I happen to have a ninth-level soft sword here, called Thin Flash, which describes it as dazzling as lightning when it is swung. It matches you and fellow Daoist Qi very well! "Jing Xianzhuo opened the wooden box closest to him and showed it to everyone.
"What a beautiful ninth-level magic weapon -" Yan Feiyue couldn't help but admire. This is simply a handicraft. The handle is carved and refined from ten thousand years of crystal stone, and the silver-white sword body is made of ten thousand years of black iron. It is like a A beautiful little fairy.
"What a sword!"
Qi Guanyu had to admit that this was indeed a rare and good sword, and it was a ninth-level magic weapon when it was first formed. It should not have been upgraded at all until now. It can be seen that when this sword was first made, , all the conditions can be called the best in the world of cultivation.
"To be honest with fellow Taoists, this ninth-level magic sword was refined by one of my ancestors from the Jinghong Sect for her Taoist companion. Because his Taoist companion's spiritual root qualifications and cultivation were average, everything was refined for her. The best sword, so to speak, to protect her from harm.
This sword indeed followed the ancestor's Taoist companion throughout his life. In the end, the ancestor sealed the sword and only said that it would be left to a destined person. Then he gave up his cultivation and returned to the underworld to find his Taoist companion.
The attribute of this sword is water, and in the past few years, Jinghongmen has not seen any water-type single spiritual root monks, not counting sisters Jing Can and Jing Shu, so this ninth-level magic sword should be given to fellow Taoist Yan!
It should have been allocated to the best monks. It was me, Jinghongmen, who buried it in the first place. Now that it has you, it can appreciate the vast sky that it has never seen before, and take it to see the path of cultivation that it has never experienced before. It will be your best partner and helper. "
