The path of luck is mysterious and mysterious, but Lu Zhong knows from inheritance that the destiny of innate gods is different from other gods.
Just listen to Huanglian's ancestor say: "I know a special fellow. This fellow has special luck in Fuyuan. Every once in a while, he always encounters some treasures. Now this fellow has fallen into my hands." !”
Hearing this, Fu'an suddenly realized and pointed at Patriarch Huang Lian and said: "No wonder you have made such rapid progress in these years!"
"oh?"
Lu Zhong's eyes were also slightly interested.
But he didn't show too many other emotions, he just said: "Fu'an, you and Ancestor Huang Lian go and bring that man back!"
At that moment, he released the grating in the air with a wave of his hand, and shot out a divine light that fell deep between Huang Lian's eyebrows.
"This is a forbidden law. If you don't have second thoughts, you will be freed after five hundred years! If you have other intentions, you will definitely die violently!"
Hearing this, Huang Lian's ancestor's face froze.
The two left in a hurry.
Lu Zhong took the jade box in his hand and entered Taichu Garden.
The innate ideas in his hand kept bursting out, and with the direct contact, Lu Zhong sorted out a piece of information one after another.
Wutu Linglian: A low-grade heaven and earth spiritual root. A ray of innate Wutu origin fell into the Wutu spiritual root and was bred in the sacred mountain. It contains the pure Wutu origin.
Note 1: One leaf of Wutu Linglian lasts for ten thousand years. Each lotus leaf contains rich innate Wutu origin and can be turned into a ninth-grade Wutu Linglian. After complete refining, there is a chance to obtain the body of the innate Wutu god. There is a certain chance A few words can be transformed into the spirit of Wutu, and there is a very small chance that they will be transformed into Wutu Yuanshi.
Note 2: Refining the first-grade spiritual lotus alone can strengthen the soul, and there is a certain chance of transforming the innate Wutu divine body!
Note 3: When the Coptis chinensis ancestor picked it, he preserved the complete rhizome. Planting it into the earth veins can suppress the spiritual eyes, nourish and improve the grade of the spiritual veins. If the original soil of earth attribute can be obtained within a hundred years, it will be possible. Chances of reviving the spirit lotus!
The third message made Lu Zhong's eyes light up.
Not to mention the original treasure soil of the Lingbao series, it is very rare to suppress the spiritual eye, nourish and improve the level of the spiritual veins.
Lu Zhong took a few steps to the core of Taichu Cave Heaven, and planted the spiritual lotus in a small spring that had just begun to grow next to the black land of less than half an acre.
Next to it are Jianmu branches, and to the right is Linglian.
Both of them were flowing with a hint of treasure, making Lu Zhong full of hope.
Visible to the naked eye, after the spiritual lotus on the right was planted in the spring, its slightly wilted roots began to stretch slightly, and the vitality inside was gradually stimulated.
This was obviously a sign of imminent survival, which made Lu Zhong overjoyed.
Lu Zhong just glanced at the depths of the surrounding fire river and frowned slightly.
"You have to find someone to take care of Taichu Garden, otherwise it wouldn't be appropriate for me to do it myself every time!"
"It also delays your practice!"
After thinking for a while, Lu Zhong came to the door of the Red Copper Palace.
His eyes fell on some heaven and earth flames, and a bit of divine light fell on a heaven and earth spirit flame, which was a purple-red flame.
Taiyi pure spiritual fire.
The firelight flickered slightly, and it suddenly transformed into a girl in purple clothes with two small buns standing upright.
When Wuzi appeared, she was slightly startled, and then bowed down: "See you, sir!"
"Your name is Jingling Boy. From now on, I will leave this garden to you to take care of!"
The child looked happy and nodded immediately: "Yes!"
Lu Zhong waved his hand casually, and another bit of spiritual light fell into the depths of Jing Ling's soul. It was a foundation-building formula, which was just right for an alien like Jing Ling boy who took the form of a fire spirit.
Lu Zhong continued to set foot in the Red Copper Palace and began his daily homework.
He divides his daily homework into three stages, one is to understand the inheritance of his own innate gods, the other is to understand the mystery of the nine-colored divine flames, and constantly improve the follow-up method of "Three Thousand Flames Divine Body".
The second step is to set aside some time to deal with the secular world of Yan Zong.
Fortunately, his own divine power can continue to improve, otherwise it would be difficult to be brave and diligent in such trivial matters.
Of course, being a monk means hitting the clock every day!
After sitting in the position of the leader of the Yan Sect, Lu Zhong will do everything above this position.
Hundreds of years pass by in peaceful daily life.
A hundred years is not too long for ordinary monks, and for a monk of the Yan Sect, it may not be enough for them to cross a big realm.
For the god Lu Zhong, a hundred years is even shorter.
Just like the big sacred tree, eight thousand years is spring and eight thousand years is autumn.
Over the past hundred years, several acropolises have appeared outside Yanshan.
Within each acropolis, there are hundreds of thousands of creatures living there, which is a rare thing in the red plains.
Within the Acropolis, there are creatures from all major races, with humans being the main ones.
For a time, the foot of Yanshan Mountain was very prosperous.
However, the large increase in mortal creatures has also continuously attracted the attention of some evil cultivators and evil gods. Over the past hundred years, some evil cultivators have penetrated inside, but after hanging the heads of several evil gods high on the gate tower of the Acropolis, After going to school, this desperate temptation became much more restrained.
At the sect's main peak, inside Mingguang Temple, several deacons from the Acropolis gathered together in accordance with the annual management. They entered the sect's main peak to report on their duties, compare annual expenditures, and present the materials collected each year.
This practice has been going on for decades.
"Elder Linghe, this is the general list of the sect's supplies this year!"
In the front hall of Mingguang Temple, a handsome elder dressed in white took over several mahogany boxes piled up one by one in front of many sect elders.
This scene was completed under the eyes of many elders.
In the dark, Fu'an and Yanshan Mansion watched quietly from the side.
A smile appeared on Fu'an's face. Under the leadership of the current sect leader Lu Zhong, the entire Yan Sect was glowing with unprecedented vitality.
Over the past hundred years, many innovative management concepts have emerged. The sect leader calls various strange management models management concepts, which continuously strengthens the sect concept of Yan Sect.
Over the past hundred years, the entire sect has eliminated many of its previous shortcomings, and the entire sect has a completely new look.
This kind of weather is called order, Jingyi!
Even Fu'an couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This sect master is indeed somewhat capable. No wonder even the rumors in the Yan clan have changed."
The face of Lord Yanshan next to him was also full of smiles: "The materials handed over by the four acropolis this year have increased overall compared with last year, and there are also many talented disciples detected among them. If you train them well, they will be able to slowly recover in a few decades." Come in handy!"
Hearing this, Fu'an shook his head and said: "Young man Lu is good at everything, but why do you want to recruit so many disciples? No matter how many disciples these disciples have, they can't compare to recruiting a god!"
Regarding this point, the founder Fu'an has always been critical.
When he founded the Yan Sect, it was not for some bullshit inheritance, but more for the purpose of collecting resources and keeping everyone warm.
It doesn't matter how many disciples you accept every year. Accepting so many is a waste of the resources the sect has gathered.
These resources are extremely precious, and they are still too few to be used on these ancestors!
If it had been in the past, Fu'an would have taken the initiative to intervene, and he would not even have thought of changing the sect leader, but now he has no choice!
The current sect master seems to have contacted the senior in the forbidden area, and there seems to be that senior's will in it.
That senior seems to be interested in cultivating some young talents?
