There was a soft sound of "poof".
Under Zhou Luo's boundless divine will, the rhizome of the Hedao flower was completely peeled off from the Immortal Transformation Pond.
Where you start, the fairy clouds are gorgeous, and there are nine colors of fairy light, which make the surrounding pool water more strange and magnificent.
Looking closely, one can clearly see the dense Dao marks intertwined in the void around Xianpa.
The branches and leaves are graceful, as if a great treasure house has been opened, and there are bursts of fairy sounds, echoing in the hearts of everyone.
Just one look made Duan De and Fu Xing next to him seem to be falling into a deep state of enlightenment.
"What a good baby!"
Duan De's hair was almost hanging to the ground. Unfortunately, he knew that this was not something he could get his hands on, so he could only enjoy it for a while.
Seeing that Zhou Luo successfully took out the Hedao Flower, the Chaos Body on the side naturally breathed a sigh of relief.
But immediately, as if he wanted to show himself in front of the master, he quickly said:
"Master, don't worry. In addition to the Hedao flower, there is also a kind of immortal material in this immortal pool. If it hadn't been here for many years, it would be difficult to detect it."
Hearing what Chaos Body said, Zhou Luo thought of the rumors in the original work and already had a guess in his mind.
The chaotic fairy light was hazy, hanging in the void above the Immortal Transformation Pond, leading Zhou Luo to somewhere in the pond.
After a slight impression, the yang energy here is not very strong, and there is no Tao aggregate flowing. At first glance, it is indeed unremarkable.
But Zhou Luo naturally trusted his new disciple, so he took the initiative and spread his divine power, breaking through the mud in the pool.
At first, only a little taiyin fairy light overflowed, but later the yin and yang divine fire was as vast as the ocean, almost igniting the entire fairy pond.
There are immortal treasures in the pool!
This is the common thought in everyone's mind.
In the end, black and white intertwined, as if it had turned into a furnace, and something was being exercised in it.
Zhou Luo's thoughts moved, and all the yin and yang divine energy in the sky were absorbed by his chakra, revealing the true appearance of the immortal material in it.
It was a huge Chaos Stone, rare in the world, and there were thousands of Chaos Qi hanging down, like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens hanging upside down, majestic and majestic.
Just such a Chaos Stone is already a priceless treasure.
What's more, when Zhou Luo opened his divine eye, he could clearly see that there was a piece of even more precious divine material in it - Chaos Fairy Essence!
As expected by Zhou Luo, it was the rare divine material used by the later Emperor Wu Shi in the original work to forge the Jidao Imperial Armament.
With only a slight hesitation, he pocketed it.
After seeing the treasure mountain, how can there be any reason to return empty-handed?
Moreover, Emperor Wushi had deep blessings, so he would not be able to find the same or similar immortal materials, so there was no need for him to worry.
Furthermore, Zhou Luo himself had a lot of treasures. Even if Emperor Wu Shi searched for immortal materials but failed to find them in the future, it would not be a bad idea to form a good relationship.
Putting away the Chaos Fairy Spirit, he saw Duan De and Fu Xing coming with him, but they were still empty-handed.
After a little thought, Zhou Luo fished out some heavenly materials and earthly treasures such as Nine Heavens Divine Jade from the Immortal Transformation Pond, which were enough to refine the handed down holy weapons, and gave them to the two of them, who were naturally elated.
The chaotic body is not in a complete state now, so Zhou Luo placed him, the Hedao Flower, the Chaos Stone, etc. into the wheel sea.
Unexpectedly, after traveling far away, his world would become so crowded. Zhou Luo couldn't help but smile.
Now, several of the most precious things in the Immortal Transformation Pond have fallen into his hands, and the remaining things are now difficult for Zhou Luo to see.
Duan De and Fu Xing were left to search, and the three of them left immediately.
On the way back, Duan De strongly suggested taking a look at the pothole located in the place of balance between yin and yang.
Zhou Luo was also quite curious about this and wanted to see what the burial place of Ming Zun was like, so he naturally agreed.
It was a hillside that was not too high and looked unremarkable.
Only the Master of Origin Technique can barely recognize that it occupies the core of the balance of yin and yang in the Immortal Land, and has the grand atmosphere of flying immortals in the world of mortals.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
In the deep pit, chaotic energy overflowed, but there was nothing else, not even a decent coffin.
Seeing this, Fu Xing couldn't help but complain: "Uncle, did you die of poverty in your last life?"
Duan De rarely refuted, and just looked straight at the pothole.
Zhou Luo carefully observed the expression on his face, not missing any detail.
After a long time, Duan De came back to his senses and scolded:
"What do you know! This place is the intersection of yin and yang. There is no need for a coffin. Being buried in it with a mortal body can make the most of the good fortune of this place!"
When it comes to tomb feng shui, Duan De is very knowledgeable.
Seeing that he had been staring closely at the trace where someone had been lying down, Zhou Luo couldn't help but joked:
"Taoist Master Duan, why don't you really lie down in there? We'll bury you. Maybe you'll turn back into Ming Zun when you wake up?"
Hearing this, Duan De also shuddered, with a look of horror on his face, and exclaimed:
"What Mingzun old ghost? A poor man is a poor man!"
"Go quickly, walk quickly, Pindao still has many archaeological projects waiting for you!"
However, when the three of them were halfway there, Duan De suddenly ran back, shouting:
"Master Dao, I left something behind, you go first!"
With a puff of smoke, he disappeared.
"Tianzun?" Fu Xing looked at Zhou Luo with a look of worry and help.
"This is the fate he deserves, and we don't need to stop him."
When Zhou Luo and Fu Xing slowly hurried back to the pit, they saw that Duan De had already laid down in it, tightly fitting.
Seeing this, Zhou Luo smiled and cursed:
"Taoist Master Duan, do you remember that dogs can't change what they eat?"
"Tch, what do you know? Master Dao, I am feeding a tiger with my body, devoting myself to the cause of Beidou archeology and dying."
As his voice fell, a faint golden mist suddenly filled the pit, wrapping Duan De in it.
At the same time, Duan De's voice became lower and lower:
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, Tianzun Zhou! I'm afraid I'm going to die, Master Taoist, so I'll leave my nephew to you for the time being. He's the only one in the Dushen Dao right now—"
This damn fat guy is about to fall into a deep sleep and talk nonsense.
As for Fu Xing's identity, when Zhou Luo saw him this time, he sensed that he was practicing the incomplete "Dao-cutting Heavenly Skill".
He had wondered before where Duan De got the fragments of Tian Gong, but now he finally found the source.
There is no immortal dynasty in this world. After losing the Golden Bridge on the other side, it is not surprising that Shinto declined.
Gladly accepting Duan De's commission, Zhou Luo left the Immortal Land with Fu Xing.
He was naturally planning to return to the Immortal Mountain, but taking Fu Xing with him would inevitably cause a lot of inconvenience.
After a little thought, Zhou Luo entrusted it to the Kunlun Sect and asked them to take good care of it and not neglect it.
Before leaving, he also taught the boy the complete Dao-cutting technique.
If he wants to revive the way of crossing the gods, Zhou Luo is naturally willing to lend a helping hand, but in the end it still depends on his own ability.
The ancient and majestic black mountains were already in sight, but Zhou Luo couldn't help but stare.
I saw what was obviously a quasi-imperial weapon in the Immortal Mountain, respectfully sending away a being shrouded in black mist.
