West Kunlun.
Weak water river.
Zaoshan.
The hilltop that used to be like a pool of stagnant water has now been injected with a pool of living water, showing great vitality, all because of Zhan Yu's arrival.
The monks on Zao Mountain all held their breath. It was precisely because of this breath that they were completely different from the monks in Nine Blade Mountain.
The monks nearby all said that the monks on Zao Mountain should not be messed with, because they are all extremely resolute, they would rather break than bend, and they would rather die than die.
They guessed where the Zaoshan people came from, but they only found out that they were a group of monks who came out of the devil's cave. Because their Taoist foundation was destroyed by the devil's monks, their path to practice was cut off, so they were brave and not afraid of death.
The monks of Jiu Ren Mountain knew clearly. No wonder there was a lifeless air hanging over Zao Mountain, showing a sense of depression. It turned out to be a group of Taoist warriors.
More than a month ago, Zhan Yu followed Mo Lao to Zaoshan and gave him a spiritual wine containing the power of Taiyin spiritual liquid and shark beads. This spiritual liquid brewed with the power of more than a hundred kinds of precious medicines pried open Zaoshan. The monk's heart door allowed them to see the hope of Dao Ji's recovery.
Therefore, Zhan Yu's command immediately had more than 500 soldiers who followed him to the death. What's more coincidental is that after the female cultivators were separated to go to Tianyong City, there were still 365 male cultivators on Zaoshan, which coincided with the Zhou Dynasty. The number of stars in the sky.
After integrating the monks on the mountain, Zhan Yu started to implement the plan, took out the shark gauze and gave it to the cultivators, and ordered them to work hard to refine the flags required for the Five Elements Formation, ensuring that everyone had a formation flag, and he went back and forth to Chunyang Palace many times. Wanbaolou exchanged all his belongings for the spiritual materials needed to refine the formation flag, so everything went smoothly.
The Five Elements flags made this time are different from those in the past. The five-color unicorns on the flags have been replaced by new five-animal pictures. These five-animal pictures are exactly the dharma of the ferocious beasts contained in Zhan Yu’s five internal organs. You can display them by shaking the flag flag. The divine power of the ferocious beasts on it, when combined, form a formation flag. A single pole is also a rare magic weapon, which is very mysterious.
It can be said that the completion of the new flag incorporates all of Zhan Yu's understanding of the Five Elements. The formation he deployed has also been transformed from the Great Five Elements Qilin Formation into the Positive and Negative Five Elements Formation. The imprint of the Qilin Clan on his body has gradually faded away. , it can be regarded as breaking the old and establishing the new, and gradually comprehends the five elements.
On this day, Zhan Yu stood by the Ruoshui River, holding a handful of dates from the Date Mountain in his hand, eating one from time to time. Behind him stood a taciturn old servant with gray beard. This old servant was Shuiliu. The alienation of the body.
"A goose feather cannot float, a reed flower cannot be crossed...it takes only one scoop of three thousand weak water..."
Looking at the weak water river in front of him, Zhan Yu recalled the legend about weak water in his previous life, and was a little lost for a moment.
"Little Lord?"
Moli couldn't help but shout when he saw Zhan Yu was lost in thought.
Zhan Yu came back to his senses after hearing the sound, and seeing the doubt in Mo Lao's eyes, he said, "I was thinking, this weak water is so magical, if it can be used to refine treasures, it will definitely be able to refine a great magic weapon?"
Moli groaned, understanding in his heart: "Many monks have had this idea in the past, but they all failed."
Zhan Yu asked: "Why is this?"
Moli said: "Without him, weak water and magic power are incompatible."
Zhan Yu also knew the characteristics of this weak water, and asked: "This weak water can dissolve all kinds of magic power, so it cannot be sacrificed, and naturally it cannot become a magic weapon?"
Moli nodded: "It's exactly what the young master said."
"This is also true."
Zhan Yu agrees with Mo Li's words, but he still doesn't want to give up. The Flame Mountain and Ruoshui River are two dangerous places in the Kunlun Mountains. If the things in them can be refined into magic weapons, they will definitely enter. Among the spiritual treasures, the fire in the Flame Mountain and the water in the weak river are both unusual spiritual creatures, and they are really difficult to tame.
Suddenly, he had an idea and said: "If we take a container to hold weak water, can we take the enemy into the container and use the power of weak water to defeat him?"
Mo Li was stunned when he heard the words, and felt that it made some sense, but after thinking about it, he had doubts: "If there is an object that can capture the enemy, I think I can subdue it without using the power of weak water."
"It's just my imagination."
Zhan Yu smiled casually, knowing that he had committed the problem of self-righteousness. If he could think of it, other monks could probably think of it too.
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Zhan Yu and Mo Li stood by the water, chatting about mysteries, from weak water to magic weapons, to magical powers, and then to the understanding of laws. They talked about everything. Mo Li had experience and Zhan Yu had ideas. This conversation was quite interesting. Hearty.
"Bo"
It was like a silver bottle being broken, and there was a crisp sound. With this sound, the back of the Kunlun Holy Realm Daluo on the other side of the cloud seemed to shake.
Immediately afterwards, a holy light suddenly bloomed at the highest point of the sacred mountain. This light was so vast that it instantly covered the Kunlun Divine Mountain and spread to the vast land outside the mountain.
This sacred light is so dazzling that it attracts countless immortals and gods from West Kunlun to look eastward, including the immortals who live by the Weoshui River.
Such a miracle naturally attracted Zhan Yu, who was talking to Moli. He was attracted by the divine light and stretched his neck to look to the east. But except for this light, he saw nothing. The grass, trees, mountains and rivers were all hidden in this divine light. There are no scattered traces in the light.
The somewhat noisy West Kunlun suddenly fell into silence the moment this divine light appeared.
Zhan Yu's mind was also snatched away in an instant, his body was immersed in the sacred light, surrounded by endless warmth, and all the truths he felt were in this holy light, and he could not extricate himself for a while!
Suddenly, there was a change in this holy light, and only five-colored clouds that were neither air nor smoke were seen floating, and strange flowers scattered from the sky. When they floated into the mid-air, they turned into nectar and fell down.
"Pattering..."
The rain of nectar filled Kunlun, fell to the ground and turned into golden lotuses. This wonderful sight called the gods and gods back to their senses.
Moli raised his head and bathed in the nectar rain, feeling unprecedentedly comfortable. The aura-filled nectar fell on the skin and instantly turned into aura, drilling into the body along the pores.
His eyes widened suddenly, and his mind was shocked. This rain of nectar could actually repair the damage to Daoji!
"We sincerely welcome Ancestor Hongjun out of seclusion, and thank you for your blessing!"
A misty voice came from the heights east of West Kunlun, full of joy and piety.
"We sincerely welcome Ancestor Hongjun out of seclusion, and thank you for your blessing!"
The shouts kept ringing, from high to low, from east to west...
Countless immortals and gods knelt down and worshiped, and the pious voices gathered all the way, gradually becoming like a mountain and a tsunami.
Zhan Yu couldn't help but feel pious in his heart. He knelt on his knees with a plop and shouted: "Welcome ancestor Hongjun to come out of seclusion. Thank you for your blessing!"
All this happened quickly and urgently. Zhan Yu knelt down on the ground and was extremely shocked. Judging from this situation, he must be the ancestor of Hongjun coming out of seclusion.
"However, these auspicious scenes of divine light shining from the sky, flowers falling from the sky, and golden lotuses emerging from the ground appeared one after another. Could it be that Patriarch Hongjun broke through to the holy realm this time in retreat?"
Zhan Yu couldn't help but guess in his heart. He knew clearly that Patriarch Hongjun was the real first saint in the ancient world. He was a saint who matched his body with Taoism. He just didn't know the specific time point when he became a saint. However, after careful calculation, it was probably The probability is that it will be after the dispute between Dao and Demon comes to an end.
The sacred light blooming from Da Luo's back gradually dissipated, and the beautiful West Kunlun once again came into the eyes of countless immortals. Moistened by the rain of nectar, the sacred mountain bloomed instantly and looked lush.
After the auspiciousness dispersed, the gods and gods all over the mountain did not calm down, but became even more excited. The departure of ancestor Hongjun would definitely shake the world, and the general trend of the world might change because of this!
So they rushed to tell each other...
