Society is afraid of indulging in infrastructure in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 18 18. Emperor Yuanwu
According to legend, Zijin Xiao is a sacred bamboo in the Zizhu Forest in the South China Sea. No one knows what it looks like.

Even in the portrait of Han Xiangzi among the Eight Immortals, the ink on this immortal weapon is only a simple bamboo knot.

Only relying on such a superficial outline, it is impossible to draw out the real Zijin Xiao.

Mu Zixiao began to beat the beat in his hands, thinking of the tune of "Tian Hua Yin", which was composed by Han Xiangzi, with a deep connection.Sure enough, the formation gradually lit up, and the aura in her Lingfu was instantly sucked away.

Mu Zixiao realized that he was too big, and his spiritual power was not enough, still not enough.

He opened the storage bag, and stuffed the spirit gathering pills into his mouth for free.

The Spirit Gathering Pills were not enough, so the spirit stones just obtained were also used to make up the numbers to supply the spiritual power needed for the formation.

Master Rongyin gave Muzixiao five thousand middle-grade spiritual stones, which was really a large amount of money. However, once the formation came out, plus Muzixiao's own spiritual power in the early stage of foundation building, plus two bottles of spirit gathering Dan, coupled with three thousand middle-grade spiritual stones, this formation stopped the absorption of spiritual power.

An ordinary purple bamboo Xiao appeared in front of the formation.

The unpretentious look even made Muzixiao wonder if this was the legendary Zijin Xiao.

Mu Zixiao bowed his head and counted the spiritual power used to summon Zizhu Xiao, she had fully consumed the spiritual power that should be only available in the foundation-building Dzogchen realm.

She gently picked up the purple bamboo flute and stroked its lines. Now that Mu's body was slightly exposed, her spiritual power could no longer support her in playing.Fortunately, this purple bamboo flute was summoned by her, and it has the most profound connection with her. She can sense how much spiritual power it takes to play it, and how long this summoning can last.

Because the purple bamboo flute is the sacred bamboo of the South China Sea and has a close relationship with the wood spirit root, it can stay for seven days when summoned.Muzixiao solemnly put it into the storage bag, and wanted to go to the agricultural base to take a look today.

It just so happened that she had returned to her own body, which still had the earth spirit roots from the early stage of foundation building, so she could try the effect of the purple bamboo flute on Xianzhi soybeans.

Mu Zixiao was in a good mood after thinking about this. Using Mu Wei's body, he ran to Tianshu Hall, ready to tell the master the good news.

When she walked outside Tianshu Hall, she realized that she was blocked by the master's restraint. Her heart moved. Her original body was in the hall, and she went in after changing her soul.

Thinking about it, he exchanged bodies with Wei Ke again and returned to his own body.

Although there is no serious problem when the phaseless bone enters, it is not a human body after all. She felt a little cold as a living soul after staying for a long time. The realms of each spirit root are different, but the spirit power is very abundant, and the eyes and ears are clearer.

Mu Zixiao looked around and found that the master was not in the hall, but there seemed to be human voices coming from the back wing of the hall.

No, senior brother Tang Yan has been prevaricated by the master. This is the memory Wei Ke gave her simultaneously. Who is the queen?Still need to open the ban?

Mu Zixiao walked slowly to the back of the hall, and the voice from the wing room was faintly visible.

"The plan in the upper realm is so big that even I can figure it out, Zixiao...you must protect..."

Mu Zixiao closed his ears, but what he heard was only intermittent, he held his breath, and quickly approached.

"Mortal women are fragile...I can't go down to the next world..."

"I...are getting weaker and weaker...the Emperor of Heaven used the calamity of love to get married to me...after hundreds of lifetimes..."

Muzixiao couldn't hear clearly and felt a little anxious. This clearly meant what she wanted to know most, what was the connection between the master and the upper world.

"Who?"

"It's Zi Xiao."

Muzixiao breathed a sigh of relief and was discovered, "Master, it's me, can I go in?"

Shijun paused for a while, and said after a long time: "Come in."

Muzixiao pushed the door open, bowed first, bowed his head and apologized, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I was just curious, and I came over just now."

"Your realm is clear to me as a teacher. I already knew it when you entered the palace."

In fact, Mu Zixiao had expected in his heart that Master would definitely notice, otherwise how could she, a little foundation builder, hear these big secrets.

Although I didn't listen to it completely.

He raised his head and found that Master was the only one in the room.

"Master?"

I saw Shi Junxi looking towards the portrait in the wing room. It was a portrait of a young man so heroic that people dare not look directly at him. He was sitting on a chair with a spear in his hand. His face was resolute, but his eyes were careless. The chair is magnificent and the painting is lifelike.

There are faint flowing golden lines in the portrait, and it is obvious at first glance that it is not a simple fairy weapon.

So, Master is talking to a painting?

Shi Junxi looked at her confused look and pointed to the title on the right side of the portrait, Emperor Yuanwu.

This, this is actually an emperor?
(End of this chapter)