Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune starts from Tianshi Mansion

Chapter 135 Two people meet and sign again!

It is different from the golden bamboo in the fairy bamboo forest in Qingleifu Dongtian on Longhu Mountain, and also different from other bamboo forests in the bamboo sea in southern Sichuan.

The long bamboo growing in this land of true yin looks gray on the outside.

However, the growth is healthy and the branches and leaves are green.

Lei Jun can also sense the rich spiritual energy contained in it.

The long bamboo has a gray surface and looks unique and conspicuous in a sea of ​​emerald green bamboo.

Not only did Lei Jun feel good looking at it, but the big guy following him felt even better.

The giant rolling eyeballs kept spinning, and his tongue quietly stuck out a few times.

The huge body suddenly showed a sneaky look under Lei Jun's eyes, quietly approaching those strange gray bamboos.

But he was immediately blocked by Lei Jun.

This Gungun looked at Lei Jun pitifully, with a very human look of longing on his chubby face.

"There are so many spiritual bamboos around, you can eat them as you like. This one is not good, I can use it." Lei Jun patted the other person's brain.

I kneaded it twice.

That Gungun was obviously a picky person.

I obviously ate all the way here while walking.

But now that I have seen the better gray bamboo, I look down on the green bamboo on the side.

When it heard what Lei Jun said, its eyes rolled around and looked at the green bamboo next to it, with an obvious look of disgust.

Lei Jun ignored this greedy kid for the time being.

He focused on the gray bamboos.

When I entered Bashu, my first and most important goal was this land of true yin.

If not, he wouldn't have made a special trip to Bashu.

He found this truly dark place.

According to the prompts from the Tianshi Seal and Zhenyi Altar deep in the soul, this is exactly what Lei Jun is looking forward to.

But the problem now is how to convert expected returns into actual returns.

Previously, when these gray bamboos were still bamboo shoots, Lei Jun discovered that they were not his real target.

Although, it grew up in this land of true yin.

However, the place of true Yin resonated with the True One Dharma Altar, but those bamboo shoots did not.

Therefore, Lei Jun was not in a hurry to harvest at that time.

Now, the bamboo shoots are growing and the bamboos are growing.

Lei Jun felt carefully that the Tianshi Seal and Zhenyi Dharma Altar still did not recognize these gray bamboos.

Some feelings still come from the land of true darkness beneath my feet.

But it seemed that the spiritual power in the earth did not give birth to the crystal that Lei Jun wanted, at least not the gray bamboo in front of him.

Lei Jun has begun to think seriously, should he try to dig out all the spiritual soil in the entire mountain?

Technically speaking, because he has the help of the Xiyang Banner, although it is a bit difficult, it is not impossible to achieve.

The question is, can this achieve his desired goal?

Unless absolutely necessary, Lei Jun didn't want to use this method of truly eradicating the roots.

There is spirit in the heaven and earth, and the qi machine pulls it.

The birth of many spiritual creatures comes from nature.

Man-made changes may successfully give birth to or accelerate the birth of some kind of spiritual being.

But it may also prevent some spiritual beings from being born.

After thinking about it, Lei Jun decided to wait and see.

He discovered that the gray bamboo seemed to grow and mature very quickly.

The natural length of its lifespan is much shorter than that of other spiritual bamboos, as Lei Jun expected.

...Is it possible to make this bamboo bloom?

Lei Jun suddenly had a suspicion in his mind.

As far as he knew, there were many, although not all, bamboos. When they bloom, it is often when their lifespan comes to an end.

Will the life and spiritual power of this gray bamboo usher in the ultimate sublimation and transformation at that time... Lei Jun thought to himself.

With this guess, he was not in a hurry and continued to wait patiently.

According to the current growth of the gray bamboo and the circulation of its vitality, that day is probably no longer far away.

Therefore, Lei Jun did not leave the bamboo forest this time. He settled in his own cottage in the mountains and waited for the gray bamboo to bloom.

He still followed his usual pace of life and continued to practice meditation.

The fun of adjusting a little every day is to "match wits and courage" with the super giant Gungun to stop it from attacking the gray bamboo.

Although he is in the mountains, Lei Jun still has contact with the outside world and is probably aware of the changes in the general trend of the world.

In Bashu, the storm finally subsided.

The Shushan Sect, whose vitality has been severely damaged, needs a period of stability and cultivation.

Fortunately, no other forces came to trouble them during this period.

...Before the civil strife began, it was precisely because the external environment was finally relatively stable that the internal conflicts of the Shushan Sect finally lost their control.

But the land of Shu is stable, but the world is unstable.

Not long after Lei Jun set up camp in the Bamboo Sea in southern Sichuan and settled in a cottage, something really big happened in the Tang Dynasty.

Today, Emperor Zhang Qilong of the Tang Dynasty passed away.

In the early demon chaos in the Western Region, the human race won, killing countless great demons, and resisting the great demons in the human world. The Tang Dynasty did not lose an inch of territory.

But in terms of the casualties among practitioners, the practice world of the Tang Dynasty was really destroyed by half of the country.

In the war in the Western Region, the human cultivators could only suffer a miserable victory at best.

Many monks from all walks of life, with high or low cultivation levels, suffered numerous casualties.

Even Tang Emperor Zhang Qilong himself was almost buried in the Western Regions.

Although he returned to the capital alive, he was still seriously injured. Not only did he not recover, but his condition became worse and worse.

Finally, after less than two years of delay, the emperor of the day was still Dragon Yu Bintian.

Where the Tang Dynasty will go next has reached an important fork in the road.

Countless people inside and outside the capital, and even within and outside the entire territory of the Tang Dynasty, were affected.

"The injury has not healed. It has been delayed for so long. Everyone must be somewhat prepared..."

Green smoke ignited at Lei Jun's fingertips, and a Thousand Mile Telephone Note burned into ashes and disappeared into nothingness: "It depends on what result will be achieved next."

For him, the temple is still far away.

However, he paid more attention to this aspect.

After all, the country is in turmoil and its impact is far-reaching.

It not only affects the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion.

There are also famous families like Wu Xing and Qi Wang... Lei Jun's eyes flashed with a cold light, but they quickly returned to peace.

He restrained his divergent thoughts, refocused on his own cultivation, and waited patiently for the regeneration and changes of the True Yin Land and the Gray Bamboo in front of him.

I don’t know how long the years are in the mountains.

Midsummer passes quietly.

In the mountain forest, which was not so hot to begin with, it started to feel chilly at night.

The weather is gradually turning into autumn.

On this day, Lei Jun discovered that those gray bamboos had changed again.

On the surface of the long bamboo, the gray gradually fades.

Instead, it was a clean white.

Even the bamboo branches and leaves gradually turned white.

So this clump of white bamboo is more conspicuous in the green bamboo forest.

Lei Jun carefully felt the vitality of the white bamboo and the spiritual energy contained in it, and a clear understanding arose in his heart:

This weird spiritual bamboo is about to reach the end of its life in this extremely short period of time.

It will also be the most extreme sublimation.

...But until this moment, Lei Jun still couldn't feel the recognition of this spiritual bamboo from the Heavenly Master Seal and the Zhenyi Dharma Altar deep in his soul.

Even though the spirit bamboo has turned from gray to white.

Could it be that we have to wait until it blooms?

Lei Junzheng guessed that the ball of light in his mind suddenly flickered, and then words appeared:

[The land of true Yin, miraculous craftsmanship, natural opportunity, the finishing touch. 】

Lei Jun's heart trembled.

I saw three fortunes flying out of the ball of light this time.

After reading the signature carefully, he raised his eyebrows: "This is really..."

First of all, good news, this time there is a new sign!

I waited many times, and finally someone came to visit me again.

Then again, good news.

Of the three fortunes this time, the worst is that they all won the lottery and failed to win the lottery.

The two previous times were to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, first with double mids and lows, and then with double mids and lows.

This time it finally came.

So finally, there is a little problem.

The details of the three signatures are as follows:

[Sign up, three days after the Yudai River is cut off, if you restore the Yudai River and return to the north of Xiaoye Peak, you will get a fourth-grade opportunity. You can expand in the future, no risks, no future troubles, good luck! 】

[Winning the lottery, waiting quietly in the north of Xiaoye Peak for three days, you can get a fifth-grade opportunity, no risks, no future troubles, good luck. 】

[Winning the lottery, the Yudai River has been cut off and will not recover. Return to the north of Xiaoye Peak. Nothing is lost, nothing is gained, it is flat. 】

Lei Jun had read the fortune and had some subtle thoughts.

He has been in and out of the Shunan Bamboo Sea several times, and has been staying here recently, and has a preliminary grasp of the surrounding environment and terrain.

Xiaoye Feng refers to the mountain forest where he is now.

The place of true yin is in the bamboo forest to the north of Xiaoye Peak.

The Yudai River is a clear mountain stream flowing through Xiaoye Peak.

The stream is small in size and rich in spiritual energy but not particularly abundant.

For Lei Jun, who has reached the three-day realm, it is an inconspicuous mountain stream.

But now according to the destiny, this Yudai River will directly determine Lei Jun's next harvest in Xiaoye Peak North.

Lei Jun carefully read the contents of the signature.

Fourth grade opportunity.

Expandable.

He intuitively felt that this was the true yin spiritual object corresponding to the true yang strange flower.

The opportunity that originally pointed to the True Yang Qihua was both at the fourth level, with average fortune and no sign of expansion. This may be because the True Yang Qihua alone was not enough to improve his foundation.

But now, Lei Jun is just short of the final kick.

The destiny indicated by this sign points to his opportunity to improve his own foundation again.

If you want to achieve your goal, you can't just stick to the true yin land in front of you, but you also have to do something over there at the Yudai River...

Lei Jun had an idea in his mind.

He looked back at the white bamboos, waved his hand, and the Xi soil flag flew out and landed on the mountain below the white bamboos.

The dim light flashed and disappeared.

Then, there was no more spiritual energy flowing out of this bamboo forest. Under the cover of green bamboo, the white bamboo seemed not so conspicuous.

Lei Jun then buried many of his own talismans around him.

The talismans all quietly blended into the soil and disappeared, as if they had never existed.

After making the corresponding preparations, Lei Juncai left Xiaoye Peak with his reluctant Gungun.

If possible, it would be best to leave a reliable helper here to watch over you.

But this one is not suitable yet.

Taoist Lei doesn't want to give it the chance to steal...

The bamboo sea in southern Shu is vast, with one person and one bear traveling through it.

Soon, a clear stream appeared within Lei Jun's field of vision.

After he determined the direction, he took the giant tumbler and walked towards the stream.

"The cave...born...treasure..."

Suddenly, there were intermittent voices, drifting down the wind into Lei Jun's ears.

Lei Jun listened carefully, and his voice suddenly became clear:

"...I didn't expect that there is a cave left by a senior master in this bamboo sea. There are even secret treasures in the cave. Let's hurry up and take a look!"

The group of people were in high spirits and galloped through the bamboo forest on the other side of the Yudai River.

Judging by their appearance, some are male and some are female, some are old and some are young.

Those with high cultivation and strength are in the second heaven, while those with low cultivation are still in the stage of refining and nourishing qi.

Lei Jun raised his eyebrows when he heard the sound.

It's hard to say about other places in the Shunan Bamboo Sea. He has already visited all the places around here.

I didn’t see any caves left behind by the senior masters.

The ball of light in his mind did not respond to this either.

Lei Jun shook his head slightly, paused slightly, and then started again.

He has a clear goal, he is the new Shangshangzhuo and Zhenyin spiritual creature.

Even if there really is some senior immortal cave, Lei Jun will not be distracted for the time being.

He had a preliminary judgment regarding the Yudai River that was cut off as mentioned in the fortune-telling.

It doesn't mean that it can be cut off anywhere.

Rather, it is necessary to choose a suitable point. After the mountain stream is cut off, the aura of the mountains and rivers will change, thus affecting the true yin land north of Xiaoye Peak.

However, as luck would have it, Lei Jun followed the Yudai River to the upper reaches and chose a suitable location to cut off the stream. As he walked, he actually found a lot of people gathering in front of him.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

The streams are also dyed with a little bright red.

Lei Jun frowned slightly when he saw this.

He didn't show up immediately. He pressed down on the huge body next to him and signaled the other party to stop.

The wind and thunder talisman "Night Wind" has been surrounding them, but they are not worried about one person and one bear being discovered by the outside world.

Although Lei Jun observed it, among the melee fighters, the one with the highest cultivation level was only at the third level of heaven.

But the location of their melee was too coincidental.

Lei Jun's gaze went beyond the crowd and into the distance.

Over there, in the bamboo forest beside the mountain stream, there is a hole in the rock.

In the entrance of the cave, there was a faint light coming from it.

It looks like the cave of the seniors that people talked about before.

but……

I was familiar with the surrounding environment before, but when I got here, there was no such so-called cave... Lei Jun thought thoughtfully.

Or, he really made a mistake earlier.

Or, the cave left by this "predecessor" was recently excavated.

There were so many people who received the news and were attracted to come here to hunt for treasure. The news spread so widely that it was difficult not to make Lei Jun suspect that someone had done it deliberately.

So, is he the one who created this so-called senior cave?

Lei Jun glanced at the entire audience and gradually understood what was going on.

He felt a slightly familiar breath...

Although the Shushan Sect directly occupies a huge forest farm in the Shunan Bamboo Sea, the Shushan Sect does not prohibit others from entering and exiting other areas of the Bamboo Sea.

Monks from all over Bashu often travel to and from this vast and beautiful land.

Among the people present in the melee, Lei Jun did not see the successor of Shushan Sect.

The disciples of Yushan Temple didn’t see it either.

There are also a few people who practice the Taoist weapon refining sect, but they don't look like the main branch of Shushan, more like the miscellaneous inheritance after many generations, or the casual cultivators who have inherited the inheritance.

In addition, there are physical training warriors, military warriors, Confucian swordsmen, Buddhist monks, etc.

Dozens of people were fighting together.

However, there are no descendants of Holy Land-level sects or descendants of top aristocratic families.

They are basically people from small sects and small families, as well as some Bashu casual cultivators.

Right now, they are also fighting for themselves here.

But it's a pity...

It's a trap.

Suddenly, streaks of bloody light lit up in the mountains, and then flew into the air.

In mid-air, a small blood river formation gradually formed.

As the Blood River Formation rotates, the energy and blood that continue to devour the massacres of the monks below gather in the center of the Blood River Formation.

Lei Jun saw it from a distance and thought so.

No wonder I felt a little familiar before.

He hadn't noticed any Blood River monks hiding nearby before, so he probably had blended into the fighting crowd.

Sure enough, a figure took the initiative to break away from the battle group and flew to the Blood River Formation above.

However, he was not a monk from the Blood River Sect as Lei Jun thought, but an old Taoist who practiced the Taoist Weapon Refining Sect.

Apparently, like Chen Yi earlier, he had obtained some blood river secret skills.

The old Taoist priest sat on the Blood River Formation, kneading the magic formula with both hands, and sat cross-legged.

A huge suction force came from the Blood River Formation, which not only sucked the energy and blood of other monks below, but also sucked the water of the Yudai River upwards.

The stream merges into the blood river formation, and a new blood river is born before your eyes.

Under the influence of the bloody evil aura, the monks with lower cultivation abilities, especially those with weak souls and thoughts, became bloodthirsty and bellicose, wanting only to kill all living creatures in sight.

A few people with higher cultivation levels can still stay awake.

They looked at the old Taoist priests on the Blood River Formation and were all surprised: "Three thousand old Taoists, you are actually the evil Taoist of the Blood River?!"

The old Taoist priest sighed softly: "The poor way is not the evil way of blood and rivers, it's just... ugh!"

His name is Huang Sanqian, and he is considered a somewhat famous casual cultivator in southern Shu. He shamelessly claims to be a descendant of the Shushan branch and the branch of the side sect.

But a lifetime of cultivation depends mostly on your own hard work.

Being able to cultivate to the third level of heaven is already a top figure among casual cultivators.

In the southern Sichuan area, Huang Sanqian is regarded as a well-respected and accomplished person. There are often rumors that he helps guide his colleagues and juniors, and he has a good reputation.

Although he came to the cave to compete for the treasure today, Huang Sanqian seemed to have stopped making moves, and was unwilling to completely ruin the harmony with everyone.

How could anyone have thought that he would suddenly reveal his Blood River Formation?

"I'm sorry to all my fellow Taoists... But I have to fight this time today. I'm already one hundred and twenty-seven years old... I don't have time!"

In the Blood River Formation, under the red light, the old Taoist priest's face was blurred, and his expression was ashamed for a moment, but it immediately turned into determination.

Even a little crazy.

One hundred and twenty-seven years old.

For monks in the third heaven realm, this is already the middle-aged and elderly stage, and they are gradually starting to decline.

If the peak period from fifty to one hundred years old, although it may be small, still has some opportunities for progress, then starting from the age of one hundred, monks in the third heaven realm are almost destined to stop in the next three days.

There are no exceptions.

However, in the thousands and thousands of years of history of the monastic world, there have been only a few special circumstances.

It is so rare that a monk can break through from the third heaven to the fourth heaven after a hundred years old. Even if there is no further progress, it will be enough for him to leave his name in history!

As for being one hundred and fifty...

Huang Sanqian didn't dare to continue thinking.

That was the twilight period when his condition was rapidly declining and he would only regress and weaken, with no possibility of progress. He could only watch the end of his two-hundred-year lifespan waiting for him.

He is not willing to give in!

He wants to fight for the last time!

Even if you give up all the character, dignity, and bottom line that you have insisted on before.

As long as it succeeds!

And the hope lies in...

He stretched out his hand.

From the fake cave, a magical sword flashing with treasure suddenly flew out and landed in front of Huang Sanqian in the Blood River Formation.

Others were even more uproar when they saw this: "Did you decorate the cave?!"

Huang Sanqian said nothing, just staring at his magic sword.

The spiritual power of the Blood River Formation continued to circulate and began to help him refine the magic sword.

Others are determined to struggle and resist.

However, they were already exhausted after the battle, and now they were attacked by Huang Sanqian, who was the strongest among them all, and took the lead. It was difficult to resist the Blood River Formation.

Huang Sanqian's expression at this moment was somewhat gloomy and distorted under the blood light.

He took the initiative to spit out blood essence from his mouth and sprinkled it on the magic sword.

The magic sword suddenly flashed with a more dazzling light.

The suction power of the Blood River Formation also increased.

Under the traction of the large formation, the Yudai River has stopped flowing, and the water has turned into the source of the Blood River.

"It can succeed, it can succeed!"

The old Taoist priest in the formation was so excited that he went crazy:

"As long as I can persist for seven days, Master Dao, I will definitely be able to refine this treasure, and I will definitely be able to overcome the catastrophe of the natural chasm and achieve the fourth level of heavenly cultivation..."

"boom!!!"

Just as the old Taoist priest was dancing, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The black shadow quickly moved from far to near, from small to large.

It was like a meteorite flying out diagonally and hitting Huang Sanqian violently!

Huang Sanqian wanted to resist, but found that he had no time to respond, and was knocked away by the black shadow.

"boom!!"

The black shadow hit the Blood River Formation like a giant cannonball.

There seemed to be a flash of inspiration.

The blood river array shook violently, then collapsed and tore apart.

The magic sword trembled violently, lost control, and was pulled by the vicious spiritual power of the Blood River Formation. The surface was suddenly covered with cracks, and then fell into pieces.

There seemed to be a rain of blood falling from the sky.

The stream that lost its traction fell down again, but it was dyed red and could not recover for a long time.

The monks who had survived the disaster were all dumbfounded.

Everyone turned around in a daze and saw a huge, round black figure shaking its head and standing up again in the collapsed bamboo forest over there.

It turned out to be a mountain wildebeest.

And the old Taoist priest Huang Sanqian is still on the rock, as if he has been crushed...

This mountain birch looked quite untouchable. He opened his big mouth and let out a low roar towards the Yudai River, like a muffled thunder.

Everyone was robbed by the Blood River Formation. They were already seriously injured and depleted of energy and blood. Now they saw the ferocious appearance of the Mountain Pit. Even if they had doubts, they did not dare to stay longer. They took advantage of the Blood River Formation to collapse and ran away quickly.

Soon, except for the corpses of the victims, no one else was left in Yudai River.

Lei Jun appeared next to Gungun.

The big guy turned his fat face away from him, looking like he was sulking alone.

Lei Jun patted the opponent's shoulder and took off his own Heavenly General Talisman from his shoulder.

He looked at the messy Yudai Stream, sighed softly, raised his hand, and a top-quality evil-proof talisman flew out, purifying the water of the Yudai Stream in front of him.

Then, clean up the remains of the victims.

After completing these processing, Lei Jun flicked his fingers, and his own Yin Five Thunder Zhengfa Talisman derived from Jitu Yin Lei and fell into the stream.

At the same time as the silent thunder sounded, it seemed that loess like soil kept growing in the water, eventually cutting off the Yudai River.

After doing all this, Lei Jun looked at the old Taoist priest lying behind him in the bamboo forest.

The opponent is dying, already in a state of exhaling more air and less inhaling.

Lei Jun lowered his head and looked at the other person: "Although you are determined to become enlightened at all costs, I can't let you get your wish."

PS: The first update today. When I was writing it, I felt it would be better not to divide it, so it is a big chapter of 6k. We will have a second update later.