Because of the concentration and evolution of morality and spiritual energy, more mortals can practice cultivation, which can be said to have created an era of cultivation.
Bai Qiandao only sighed for ten minutes before his heart receded and he returned.
If the Six-Heaven Seal is successful, the mind and soul can only stay for ten minutes, but it is heart-to-heart with the Five Elements Plane, and there is no sense of separation.
Now that his power has greatly increased, if he meets the eleven cultivators of the Great Compassion Sect again, he will be able to harvest lives relatively easily with all his strength.
As soon as he came out, he saw a fat Yingjun flying towards him in a hurry.
After this infant king, he chased a peak infant king, who looked proud and shouted as if he was chasing a rabbit.
"Don't chase me, I really didn't get the Bingzang Sword..." Fat Baby Jun also kept shouting without slowing down at all.
"Nonsense, you must have taken it. If you don't hand it over, I won't let you go." Peak Infant Lord smiled, chasing the speed with ease.
"Don't bully others too much. After all, I am also a disciple of the Xie Yue Sect. Aren't you afraid of my sect?"
"What am I afraid of? Will Mantian Sect be afraid of an evil sect?" Peak Infant Lord was very disdainful.
"You don't know, I am the seed disciple of Xie Yue Sect. I... Huh? Qiandao, help me!" When Fat Yingjun saw Bai Qiandao standing in the air, he flew over as if he was seeing a relative, and wiped the air. tears.
Bai Qiandao looked at him with a smile and said, "Cheng Qingsong, how come you are outside and are in such a miserable state?"
"I can't help it. He's a peak infant king. He's chasing after me as if I owe him." Cheng Qingsong wiped away his tears and hid behind Bai Qiandao.
The Peak Infant Lord has flown over, laughing and saying: "The Junior Infant Lord is hiding behind a Peak Taoist, you should go back to your mother's womb!"
Bai Qiandao asked quietly: "You want to kill him?"
Peak Yingjun shouted wildly: "Not only will I kill him, you will also be killed by me. This is your destined fate."
Bai Qiandao looked calm and said: "If you are not a good person, just destroy him!"
Having said this, he waved his hand gently, and Peak Yingjun was struck by a powerful force and died in astonishment.
At the moment of death, he still didn't understand how he could kill himself so easily as he was just a Taoist?
Cheng Qingsong's eyes widened with disbelief, and he rushed to Bai Qiandao again, raised his thumb, and said sincerely: "Qiandao, you are still like this when you get outside!"
Bai Qiandao smiled and said, "That's right, with me here, you can walk sideways in this fish-sinking secret realm."
Cheng Qingsong also grinned, feeling in his heart that he was right to have always been in love with him and regarded him as a good friend.
"Qiandao, let me tell you, there is a forest of artifacts thousands of miles away. There are countless treasures inside, some of which are spiritual. They were only discovered recently. Many cultivators are there to rob them. Let's go and rob them!"
"Is it like the Bingzang Sword you got?"
Cheng Qingsong chuckled, took out a spiritual sword, and said: "The mid-level spiritual treasure flew towards me for no apparent reason. I took it away without any resistance... Who would have thought that the peak infant king would see it? Then he chased after me..."
This Bingzang Sword came out with consciousness: "Little fat man, he wanted to take me in, but I didn't want to. I was flying around and saw that you had an eye for me, so I turned to you."
Cheng Qingsong nodded quickly and said, "Thank you! Thank you very much! I will never treat you badly. We will be brothers from now on, good brothers!"
The Bingzang Sword shook left and right in his hand, and he realized: "It's just that you are so stupid, I regret it a little..."
"Ah? Don't regret it! We are brothers, good brothers!"
Cheng Qingsong was very anxious. He couldn't control the mid-level spiritual treasure and needed this treasure to surrender on its own.
Bingzang Sword came to consciousness: "I was free, but you humans came in, and there were many powerful people. They disturbed me. I was so panicked that I flew around and threw myself at you. But you are too timid, and I am here You are by your side, but you only care about escaping, and I don’t hesitate to remind you!”
Cheng Qingsong was stunned, then gave a silly smile and said, "I don't know what you mean either!"
"You're just a coward and you still won't admit it?"
Cheng Qingsong immediately nodded again and said: "Whatever you say is what it is, but now I know that with you by my side, I dare to fight the palace master... Oh, I'm just a junior palace master."
Bingzang Sword swayed back and forth and came to his senses: "This is not bad. I hope I made the right choice and won't be wronged along with you."
"No, never, we are brothers, good brothers!"
Cheng Qingsong beamed with joy and took the Bingzang Sword into his body to nurture it. Even good brothers would betray him, but as long as he nurtured it for a long time, the belongingness of this spiritual treasure would greatly increase, and he would eventually become loyal and there would be no reason to betray him.
The Forest of Instruments was originally in a secret place. It was discovered by a group of people ten days ago. Only then did word spread, attracting many cultivators to come here to fight for it.
When Bai Qiandao and Cheng Qingsong arrived, they saw a series of fights, with blood flowing all over the ground and soaking the forest like knives and swords.
The trees here are quite strange. They really look like swords and knives. They stand straight and bend.
And if you split a certain tree, you may have good luck and a rare spiritual treasure will fly out.
What are flying in the forest are some spiritual treasures, treasures that have no independent consciousness and can fly. Spiritless treasures are either hidden in the heart of trees, buried shallowly underground, or just on the ground, covered by deep leaves.
Most of the treasures are swords, but there are also others in the shape of towers, bowls, spears, etc., each with its own purpose.
The cultivators are snatching spiritual treasures, which generally have more magical powers. Although spiritual consciousness has not yet been born, they have the potential to evolve into spiritual treasures.
In the vast universe where spiritual treasures are scarce, spiritual treasures are eagerly fought for by cultivators. Even palace masters are willing to give in. Maybe there is a treasure that they are satisfied with!
Most of the people fighting for it were Taoists and Yingjun. There were a few palace masters struggling to grab a low-level spiritual treasure. There were also a few palace masters who were either searching around or standing quietly in the air, their perceptions overwhelming.
"Grab it!" A voice suddenly shouted from beside me.
Bai Qiandao rolled his eyes, Cheng Qingsong's face was full of excitement and eager to try.
"You have obtained a mid-level spiritual treasure, aren't you satisfied?"
Cheng Qingsong said with a smile: "There are never too many treasures. Aren't we here just for the treasures?"
"I didn't say that, I just came to take a look."
Bai Qiandao looked around calmly. He was just like this. He focused on his personal strength and was not too interested in the treasure of pregnancy. He felt that he was destined to get it.
In this way, he also gave birth to several rare treasures, such as the golden hoop, the spiritual rope and the time and space beads. These were contaminated with strange Thai stone powder and he considered them to be very important.
Venerable Manyun is imprisoned in the soul-capturing mirror. He wants to conceive this woman into spiritual consciousness. Although this woman is still very malicious, she is slowly changing.
Zixuan furnace is his alchemy furnace, and there is also a fire phoenix who wants to be reborn in nirvana. Naturally, he has to be pregnant and raised, so as not to be snatched away by the untamed Phoenix God after he succeeds in nirvana.
He has no idea of gestating the fire phoenix into spiritual consciousness. Although the goddess has the arrogance of a god, compared with the vicious Venerable Manyun, he still has a trace of compassion for the goddess. As long as she is domesticated, she can If you obey orders, you won't be in trouble.
Now, he took out the Sky Set Ball. This small treasure has special effects and can be used to search for treasures.
After exploring like this, Bai Qiandao was greatly surprised. The small fairy sword he had seen in Daqi Mountain was actually hidden here.
He hesitated in his heart, the Little Fairy Sword was too ferocious and he could never control it, so he shouldn't take the risk!
On the contrary, he discovered another low-level spiritual treasure hidden a hundred meters underground, and a mid-level spiritual treasure hidden in... a small straight tree, both of which had no aura and were surrounded by illusions.
Lingbao has spiritual consciousness, and his spirituality is even stronger. He doesn't want to fight with humans, so he hides himself deeply, and the palace master's spiritual consciousness cannot detect it.
He grabbed it with his big hand, reached deep into the ground, scratched through the slightly illusory space of the low-level spiritual treasure, and grabbed the treasure directly.
With his strength, he has been able to control low-level spiritual treasures. Unlike before when he encountered powerful treasures and threw them directly into the shackles of a snakeskin bag, he could hold them in his hands and watch them.
This is a sword-shaped spiritual treasure, called the Universal Sword, which is offensive. It is jumping at this time, and there is a roaring thought, but it cannot escape from the palm of the hand.
Cheng Qingsong was so shocked that he managed to capture a low-level spiritual treasure for him easily. It's quite magical. Now I have the protection to bully others!
"Don't jump again, or don't blame me for destroying you." Bai Qiandao glared and scolded.
Putian Dao's thoughts whimpered and he didn't dare to jump around anymore. Although I was not convinced, this human being was too fierce and I couldn't afford to offend him!
"Don't! Destroying a low-level spiritual treasure is such a waste of nature."
Cheng Qingsong was anxious. He didn't know whether what Bai Qiandao said was true or not, but he felt distressed.
Bai Qiandao smiled again and said, "It's very obedient. Of course I won't do that."
"You...do you really have this intention?" Cheng Qingsong stared at him.
"If you don't agree with me, I will destroy you if you want. Why not?"
My brother is so domineering, I am speechless!
At this time, a mid-level palace master's voice came from a distance: "That little Taoist, give me that spiritual treasure."
Bai Qiandao looked at him with authority, and the pressure radiated. The mid-level palace master shuddered, his body shook, and he did not dare to speak anymore.
God, where did this weird Taoist come from? His pressure makes me feel stressed and terrified. I can’t mess with him!
There were also palace masters who looked over and saw that the middle-level palace master was withered and did not dare to come forward. Being able to catch the low-level spiritual treasures proved to be extraordinary.
They were all thinking in their hearts, was another Guan Luochen born?
Cheng Qingsong gave Bai Qiandao a thumbs up again, he is really domineering, I admire him very much!
Bai Qiandao put away the Putian Sword, grabbed the small tree again, and caught a jade flute-shaped mid-level spiritual treasure.
This Lingbao is a resource-based Lingbao, and its combat power is relatively weak, but after all, it is a Lingbao with palace master level combat power. It bursts with energy and almost bulges out of the palm of the big hand.
"You still dare to play tricks on me?"
Bai Qiandao shouted loudly and exerted his supernatural power and big hands, and the mid-level spirit treasure was immobilized and he obediently caught it for him.
"Lingtou Flute, well, it can produce medium-grade spiritual energy, but it doesn't have much effect on me. How about accepting him as my master?"
The spiritual flute swayed from side to side, sending out thoughts: "No, I'm used to being free and I don't recognize anyone."
