Build wood.
It was planted nearly six thousand years ago.
Zhou Yi used good luck jade dew to ripen it every day, and it has grown more than a hundred feet tall, and the spiritual energy it exudes is not inferior to the spiritual veins of Qingyun Mountain.
The fragments of the Yellow Ox soul were integrated into it using the method of animal soul refining. They were in a state of neither life nor death. Occasionally, they would experience fluctuations in consciousness. They were very close to and dependent on Zhou Yi.
No one can tell whether it is scalper's consciousness or Jianmu's consciousness.
This is the way to survive in death. If you succeed, you will build the foundation of immortality. If you lose, you will lose your soul.
This weapon soul method comes from the remnants of the weapon refining chapter of the Butian Sect. As a great sect that spans nine continents and the Dongsheng Divine Continent, there may be a remedy.
Gu Xiao said: "Junior brother, do you have a close relative who can barely survive with the weapon soul method?"
"That's true."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly. Huang Niu had been with him since he was refining his qi. He had been tossed and turned several times until he died. It can be said that he had deeper feelings than 99% of the people in the world. He asked.
"How did Senior Brother Gu guess that there was something similar in the religion?"
"That's natural. On the way to practice the immortal way, everyone will meet a few close friends..."
Gu Xiao muttered to himself, as if remembering the past, and sighed: "Most of them are like poor Taoists, sitting back and watching beauties grow old, while a few are infatuated and try every means to extend their lives and revive themselves."
"It is not limited to heresy such as corpse refining and ghost cultivation. However, this method will not last long after all, and you will face major life and death problems in the future. What's more, the evil spirit of zombies and ghosts affects the soul, and it is no longer true that you can barely extend your life!"
Everyone in the hall felt the same. Jin Dan Zhenjun lived five hundred years, and everyone's experience was described as ups and downs. Life and death were inevitable during this period.
Moreover, the Butian Sect is an authentic Taoist sect. It refines corpses and souls of close relatives. No matter how you look at it, it is the work of evil heretics.
Zhou Yi said: "Could it be that the weapon soul method was originally intended to extend life?"
"This method was not originally used to refine weapon souls, but was a method of converting qualifications developed by the sages in the teachings who studied the origin of spiritual roots and tried to create them from scratch or improve spiritual root qualifications for Taoists and future generations."
Gu Xiao eloquently said: "The sages searched for a superior spiritual object, such as a colorful lotus, a ten thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng, etc., and when their spiritual wisdom was about to be born, they used the method of seizing the body to obtain the spiritual body qualifications."
"Seizing one's body will not prolong life!"
Zhou Yi shook his head and denied that the method of seizing a body is a forbidden technique in the world of immortality.
However, Shouyuan restricts not only the physical body, but also the soul. The methods of transforming into gods and seizing bodies, such as Yuanling and Golden Corpse, rely on the tyranny of the origin of the gods to swallow other people's souls and forcibly merge into one!
Since the origin of the transformed god is tyrannical, the main personality will be a golden corpse.
Therefore, most of them will choose to take over a newborn child. Their cognition is completely blank and their self will not be affected much.
Such evil methods are applicable to the devil's way, and are taboo for the Butian Sect, so they have studied the art of seizing spiritual objects from their bodies. Monks who seize spiritual elixirs from their bodies will not be condemned by the human race.
"Seizing the body can't extend your life, then break the soul and grow with the spiritual creature."
Gu Xiao said: "The foundation of superior spiritual beings is equivalent to the spiritual root of heaven when placed in a human body, and the body is close to heaven and earth. It can be said to be once and for all. The sages who proposed this method have been studying for countless years, and they have not yet achieved great success until the body dies and the Tao disappears."
Zhou Yi said slowly: "But the success rate is too low?"
Gu Xiao nodded and said: "There is not even one in a hundred! As the spiritual beings themselves grow in intelligence and gain home field advantage, they will eventually overwhelm those who come after them, and only the monsters will emerge."
"Later, there was a master of weapon refining. After learning about this method, he integrated it into the weapon refining method and finally created the secret technique of weapon soul."
"Originally, spiritual weapons were extremely rare in Dongsheng Divine Continent. Since the secret technique of weapon soul came into existence, we have been able to refine pseudo-spiritual weapons, and our strength has been greatly increased. I am really grateful to the sages!"
The world of immortality is by no means static, but is progressing through the exploration of monks from generation to generation.
The past may not be better than today!
The secret technique of weapon soul traces back to its origin, maybe it is not for refining the weapon, just like the little blue tablet is for treating angina pectoris. In the end, it brought great progress to the world of immortal cultivation. It was no longer necessary to spend thousands of years to cultivate spiritual weapons, which was a huge progress.
There was silence in the hall. Everyone pondered for a long time and bowed to thank Gu Xiao.
"Thank you so much for the guidance, Uncle Gu/Master!"
Sitting and talking about Taoism does not mean talking about martial arts and magical powers.
Perhaps an allusion or a fable can help people gain insights into the path of spiritual practice, and this trip will be worthwhile.
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Senior brother said so much, but because now there is a solution?"
"Junior brother is right."
Gu Xiao took out a wish power bead from his sleeve and said: "This thing is born from the incense and is condensed by the wishes of all living beings. Its root has a mysterious and mysterious connection with the soul and spiritual wisdom!"
Wish beads do not necessarily come from people. Offerings from spirits and monsters can also produce incense.
It's just that the evil thoughts are complicated, which affects the quality of the wish beads and causes the users to have evil thoughts. Therefore, few monks develop evil followers.
Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, "Please give me some advice, senior brother."
"There are two ways, one fast and one slow."
Gu Xiao said: "The quickest way is to refine the wish power beads directly, but the thoughts in the incense are mixed, which can easily cause confusion of the mind. The slow way is to be worshiped by all living beings, and the incense obtained condenses into the wish power, and the source can be controlled to make the thoughts pure. It’s safer.”
Zhou Yi said: "Even if it is relatively safe, there is still the danger of backlash."
"Compared to what you get, what does this mean?"
Gu Xiao said: "That is a matter of changing the spiritual root qualifications and breaking the rules of heaven and earth. How can there be no consequences? Besides, after the soul is condensed, the wish power beads will not be used anymore, and the impact will not be big!"
Zhou Yi couldn't help but said: "The Wish Power Pearl is truly a thing that defies heaven!"
Spiritual roots, whether Jiuzhou or Dongsheng Shenzhou, are randomly given by God.
Maybe the world does not allow classes to solidify, giving all living beings a glimmer of hope. Maybe the world of cultivating immortals is not strong enough. Ascension to the immortal world can change talents. Anyway, no one can break the iron law of "spiritual roots".
The Wish Power Pearl has changed the rules to some extent.
In the future, as long as those second-generation immortals make their ancestors happy, even if they have low talents, they will be able to seize spiritual objects from their bodies and become spiritual roots.
Pei Yuanzhou sighed: "Fortunately, it requires high-quality spiritual objects, and it takes hundreds of years to cultivate, and it also consumes a lot of incense and wish power. Otherwise, wouldn't Dongsheng Shenzhou become a family rule?"
"That's right. Wouldn't it be more terrifying?"
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly. If the threshold is not high, it may be difficult to form a monopoly. It is the transformation of the foundation that cannot be completed by low-level monks, but it has further consolidated the class of the immortal world.
Not to mention the poor casual cultivators, even small sects cannot guarantee the inheritance, and can only watch the high-ranking big sects and clans continue uninterruptedly.
"We can't stop this."
Gu Xiao said with a smile: "Besides, my sect has the ancestors of the immortal world watching over it. No matter how much the world of immortality changes, no immortal would dare to turn the Butian Sect into a family property!"
Everyone in the hall kept saying yes, and they were very proud of being the founder of the immortal world.
In the future, when Xia Ju ascends to the throne, he will not be a casual cultivator without a foothold. There will also be the Butian Sect in the immortal world!
"Maybe so..."
Zhou Yi was worried and wary of the wishful beads.
The technique of incense conferring gods will cause the world of immortality to solidify. No matter who wins or loses, it will be used to give birth to true gods in the future, and the method of converting basic talents will allow the descendants of true gods to still be true gods.
In a completely solidified world, where the bottom path is hopeless, disaster will surely arise!
"These are all matters considered by the elders in the sect. A mere Nascent Soul has no right to speak. Even if the Dongsheng Divine Continent is destroyed, it's not like I haven't seen it before. At worst, I'll find another place to go."
"Besides, if the Butian Sect has a poor Tao, the orthodoxy will not be cut off!"
Zhou Yi is thinking about the Butian Jiao Sutra Pavilion. If he can pack it up and take it away, it can be said that it will lead to the path of ascension.
Everyone shared the benefits, and the subsequent banquet was no longer interesting. After a few days of excitement, they said goodbye and went back to the cave to practice.
The fairyland is lonely and not as carefree as ordinary people imagine!
For example, Yuanying Taoist Lord may live for thousands of years, but most of his years are spent in retreat, or collecting spiritual objects, elixirs, and weapons, and the years he really spends on feasting and enjoying are less than two or three hundred years.
On the contrary, those monks whose path was cut off and who simply lay down in ruins lived a particularly nourishing life!
…
half year later.
Qingyun Mountain.
Zhou Yi celebrated his return and issued the first mountain god order.
All temples of the mountain god Hebo have added ox statues, symbolizing perseverance, dedication and loyalty, for the people under their rule to worship.
The gods didn't have any objections. Zhou Yi had never paid attention to his subordinates in the past ten years. Such a cold and undisciplined attitude made them feel guilty. Now that they have a need, it is reassuring.
Xu Zhixian, the god of Wushan, suggested: "Sir, what does the Ox God represent? Isn't it too rare..."
A rare priesthood will result in a small number of worshipers, and the power of incense will naturally be shallow.
"It doesn't matter, I'm in no hurry."
Zhou Yi said: "The wish power beads condensed in this statue must be pure and flawless. No rewards or blessings are allowed. As long as people with such qualities voluntarily recognize and worship."
Jianmu is an innate spiritual root, a rare spiritual creature in the world.
After the Ox takes form, the path to immortality is as smooth as a smooth road, and no evil thoughts or resentments are allowed to enter it.
Qingyun Mountain governs fifteen million people. Even if there is no reward, many people offer incense and worship. The condensed wish beads are indeed pure, and the only impurities are mostly the worshipers' expectations for their descendants.
Another half year passed in a blink of an eye.
Kunlun Cave.
During the voyage in the sea, the space orbs left by Yuan Ling and Tiger Emperor have been completely integrated into this space.
It originally expanded from more than 100 feet to more than 300 feet, making the area nearly ten times larger.
Lingshen dolls have opened up more spiritual fields, planted elixir seeds, and taken care of them carefully every day without spending lifespan to ripen them. Many of them have grown to be two to three thousand years old.
In the bamboo forest in front of the Taoist temple, pure spiritual bamboos were planted just for viewing. As a result, after four or five thousand years, each one was regarded as a rare spiritual thing. What was planted in the mountain temple was only the grandson of bamboo.
Or maybe the spiritual wine stored in the wine cellar has been sealed by secret methods for thousands of years and has condensed into a paste. Each jar is priceless.
No matter what magical powers, secrets, or great teachings, time is the most precious wealth!
Zhou Yi entered the cave and landed in front of Jianmu, muttering to himself.
"Niu'er, Niu'er, there's nothing I can do to do this. As the tree grows, it's almost impossible for you to transform. I hope Lizhu will have troubles in the future, and he will be able to keep his true self by reciting Tao Sutras more in the future!"
As he spoke, he used the Jade Dew Technique, which consumed a thousand years of life and condensed into a drop of juice like glass and jade.
Buzz!
Jianmu vibrated slightly, emitting cheerful and joyful emotions.
The jade dew of creation dripped into the trunk of the tree, and the sound became clearer and clearer. There was a faint sound of children whispering in Zhou Yi's ears.
"How much longevity did Pindao spend on ripening Jianmu? He cast spells at least three or four times a day. It's about 5,700 years now. Calculating it this way...it took more than 10 million years!"
Zhou Yi's eyes were dark, and he deduced from this that the Jianmu tree was at least ten thousand years old.
The specific age of the tree will not be known until the Ox takes form. Firstly, it is difficult to judge the innate spiritual roots. Secondly, as the tree grows older, the effectiveness of the jade dew created by it becomes increasingly ineffective.
"No, Jianmu itself has been planted for nearly six thousand years. As the tree grows older, the magical power of creation is almost ineffective. In the end, the poor Taoist relies on the Immortality Tao Fruit!"
Zhou Yi took out a wish power bead from his cuff, which was as clear as crystal.
Ordinary wish power beads can vaguely see the internal mist, but this one is almost completely transparent. Only by using the spiritual eye spell can you see a few traces of incense and wish power floating around.
"I don't know how many Wishing Power Beads are needed. If it doesn't work, I can ask Senior Brother Gu to make a convenience and erect a statue of the Yellow Bull in the City Emperor Temple. At most, I can exchange the condensed Wishing Power Beads one by one."
Zhou Yi used the Concentration Technique to unlock the seal of the Wish Power Pearl, and a rich scent of incense suddenly emitted.
The magic power circulates, guiding the incense into the building wood.
At the center of the building, a ball of green air is the consciousness born over time.
At this time, the consciousness is simpler than that of a child, almost like a blank sheet of paper, mixed with numerous soul fragments, which are the remains of scalpers' broken souls.
At the beginning, he casually occupied most of the conscious air mass. As Jianmu grew older, he could not even compare with Baiyi. Even if the scalper has many memories and has the origin of the golden elixir, he is no match for Jianmu's self-awareness in away games.
at this time.
The willpower of the incense is integrated into the consciousness group, and the remaining soul of the scalper continues to grow.
I didn't know what the power of incense was, but I knew it was a good thing. I subconsciously wanted to share the benefits, but I heard Zhou Yi scolding me.
For thousands of years, Jianmu continued to spend his lifespan to cultivate and support each other. Jianmu had already regarded Zhou Yi as his father. When he heard the voice, he immediately gave up his incense and vows and watched obediently as the scalper soul grew stronger.
After a long time.
The wishing power beads were exhausted, and the remaining soul of the scalper grew eleven in size.
"According to this ratio, it would take at least tens of thousands of wish beads to allow the remnant soul to completely occupy Jianmu's consciousness and become a new soul that carries the scalper's memory and personality."
"Qingyun Mountain produces more than ten of them every year. It takes thousands of years, which is not too long!"
Zhou Yi gently stroked the purple skin of Jianmu, which naturally had mysterious textures. He could understand the method of refining qi by copying it from time to time.
This should be the earliest method of cultivating the immortal way. No matter how efficient or powerful it is, it cannot compare to what it is now. Only its "qi refining" that directly points to the source can make Zhou Yi understand the path clearly!
After taking care of the spiritual field, the ginseng doll came over with a hoe, looked up at the Jianmu reaching into the sky, and asked with a small face.
"Xian Chang, when will Jianmu bifurcate?"
"soon."
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "It can take as long as a thousand years, or as long as hundreds of years. I will reward you with a branch when the time comes."
Hearing this, the ginseng doll jumped up and danced excitedly: "I have been waiting for this for a long time and finally today!"
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Niu'er is coming back soon. Do you still remember it?"
"A cow? A scalper!"
The ginseng doll pondered for a long time, looking through the memories from a long, long, long time ago, and just remembered every bit of the encounter with the ox. At that time, he loved sitting on the cow's head and looking into the distance, and suddenly asked.
"Chang Immortal, if I die one day in the future, will you spend thousands of years saving me?"
Zhou Yi gently caressed the head of the ginseng doll, a few green leaves trembling, his expression solemn and his tone firm.
"That's natural. Even if you go to poverty and fall into hell, I will resurrect you!" Your latest reading progress detected is "Chapter 290: Buddhist Arhat"
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