Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter 1000 Eastern Wasteland Terran, Wanqiu

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“This is Wanqiu?”

Looking at the huge hills in front of him, Xu Junming, who had spent hundreds of years visiting it all the way, looked at it with interest.

This is a big mound with a diameter of nearly a hundred miles and a height of nearly a thousand feet.

Large and small stone houses start from the foot of the mountain and continue upward along the mountain.

At the top is a magnificent stone temple with a height of one hundred feet and a length of about three hundred feet, with curly leaves in relief.

From a distance, it exudes a calm and heavy, but it reveals a breath of majesty and majesty.

There is no doubt that this is the core of the Huaxu family in Wanqiu.

A golden light flew out from the stone temple, swift like a meteor, and came to the front like lightning.

A tall, majestic middle-aged man dressed in linen walked out of it.

It is the current Eastern Wasteland human princess “Fuxi”.

“Today’s hexagram shows that there are noble people visiting. I still wonder who is here. It turned out to be Chongshan fellow daoist. Welcome, welcome.”

“Haven’t seen in eight hundred years, the holy emperor don’t come here unharmed.”

Xu Junming smiled with cupped hands.

Since the last time he was separated from Fuxi in Buzhou Mountain, Xu Junming has been practicing the prayer flags, and later he practiced the ‘Dutian God and Demon Great Array’, which took a lot of time.

“Hehe, thanks to Chongshan’s generous help, now my Eastern Wasteland human race has grown a lot of yellow beam rice, hunger, thirst and hardship, greatly reduced, and the population has grown rapidly. This is all thanks to the merits of Daochang. Fuxi thanks you.”

“The holy emperor doesn’t need to be polite. You and I are the human race, so naturally we must seek development for the human race.”

“What the Taoist said is quite true…please.”

“Please.”

Under Fuxi’s personal leadership, the two went straight to the Great Hall at the top of the mountain.

Three-character divine writings are sealed on the tall plaque.

Longde Hall.

Stride in.

The spacious Great Hall is supported by twelve tall stone pillars.

There is a relief sculpture on the wall at the end, with a 30th-rank green lotus on the foot and a large axe with a long handle in his hand.

Xu Junming, who has urged the ‘Dutian God and Demon Array’ hundreds of times, recognized it at a glance. This is the Pangu god-tier.

Because of their looks, the human race generally thinks that they are also descendants of Pangu.

Therefore, from the beginning to the present, the Pangu god-tier is generally worshipped by the human races of every age.

There are many stone futons around the Great Hall.

In this age without chairs, futons are an indispensable hospitality.

After looking around for a week, Xu Junming smiled and said, “It’s a mysterious pot, Heavenly Dao Dao.”

“It’s also thanks to fellow daoist, the last time I talked about the Taoist, it opened my mind and gained a lot.”

“Please.”

“Please.”

After sitting down on the innermost futon.

As Fuxi waved his hand, two cups of spiritual tea emerged.

“This cup of spiritual tea can quench the thirst of fellow daoist.”

After thanking him, Xu Junming took it, took a sip, and the hot tea fell into his abdomen, a refreshing fragrance melted away, his mind was sober like never before, and a few hard-to-understand Taoisms instantly became clear.

My heart moved and blurted out.

“Xiantian Spirit Tea?”

“In the ancient times, my sister-in-law and I were transformed in Buzhou Mountain. By chance, we got a Xiantian spiritual tea.” Fuxi smiled.

He thought that Xu Junming had gone through ancient times and had already understood his heels, so he did not hide his relationship with Nuwa.

As for the Xiantian Spirit Tea, it is precious, natural and precious. With Sage backing up, who dares to come and snatch it?

Xu Junming was greatly envious when he heard it.

He has a few Houtian spirit teas of Da Luo level, but Xiantian spirit tea has never been heard.

“These great abilities, which have been transformed since the ancient times, are too deep.”

Of course, envy is envy, and he himself is not bad.

Up to now, there are five top-quality Xiantian Spiritual Roots: Huang Zhongli, Hollow Willow, Ten-pin Qinglian, Xiantian Polygonum multiflorum and Xiantian Calabash.

I’m afraid that in the entire prehistoric, several Sages do not have so many top Spiritual Roots.

“The Saint Emperor has a great opportunity, which is really enviable.”

Each of the best Xiantian Spiritual Roots has its own unique function. The function of Xiantian Spiritual Roots is to assist in enlightenment.

Fuxi smiled, and between waving hands, an earthen bottle flew in front of Xu Junming.

“Since fellow daoist likes it, send these to fellow daoist.”

He asked for Huangliang Lingmi from Chongshan and asked him to owe Xu Junming a big Karma, which he would pay back a little.

Xu Junming could guess Fuxi’s thoughts, but he did not refuse.

Only when there are contacts, the relationship can last.

“Then thank you holy emperor.”

“My fellow daoist and I hit it off right away, you don’t need to be polite.”

After the two of them drank a few cups of tea, seeing that the timing was almost the same, Fuxi asked.

“Fellow daoist isn’t here, but why did you come to Wanqiu?”

“Still thinking about moving, and traveling all the way up to this point. By the way, let’s see how my disciples are here, are they fulfilling their responsibilities? Are there any slack in practice.”

“That’s the case. Fellow daoist rest assured, fellow daoist believers are generous. Since several small fellow daoist came here, for nearly a thousand years, they have done their best to train hundreds of thousands of qualified pawn officers for the Eastern Wasteland. There was a moment of slack.”

“As for the practice, under hard work, naturally you will be more diligent.”

“Being able to get such praise from the holy emperor, finally they did not live up to the poor explanation.”

Fuxi smiled and flicked his fingers.

An aura flew out, not long, a strong, tall man wearing a bronze half-length armor flew in.

After landing, the dragon walks and the tiger step, the breath is fierce.

Looks like Xiong Feng Liger, extremely domineering.

His body is full of blood, masculine like fire.

Xu Junming instantly felt a breath similar to himself from the opponent.

Martial Dao God General.

And he is also a middle-ranking general, Martial Dao of Realm, very rare.

“Bear Armor, see the Holy Emperor.”

“Free gift.”

“Fellow daoist, this is my Huaxu family’s chief general Xiong Jia, and your disciple “Northern Lingyun” from Chongshan is a close friend.”

Xiong Jia looked at Xu Junming for an instant, with a little surprise in his eyes.

This person who can’t feel the blood in his body is actually the teacher of his best friend?

He didn’t know that Xu Junming, who sealed his own breath with the magical powers of the seal, and isolated the inside and the outside with the magical powers of space, even if the Hunyuan power was here, it would be difficult to see through his Cultivation Base without a unique spiritual treasure.

As for the Northern Lingyun mentioned by Fuxi just now, they are among the second-generation disciples of Chongshan Academy, one of the few who cultivated Martial Dao, and has achieved the existence of Realm.

He also came to Wanqiu with Xue Zangyang.

Xu Junming is not very surprised to be able to become friends with this bear armor.

Martial Dao Cultivators have strong qi and blood, most of them have straight tempers and treat others with sincerity, so they can easily become friends with each other.

“My disciple is so lucky.”

“Senior praised, in the Martial Dao practice, Lingyun also helped me a lot.”

Xu Junming smiled and nodded, and said no more.

“Xiong Jia, where is Xue Dianling now?”

Xue Dianling is Xue Zangyang, one of the seven deacons of Chongshan, the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.

In order to better teach the Eastern Wasteland human race, they planted yellow beam rice, which was named the “Classic Farming Order” by Fuxi.

An official post copied from Chongshan Academy.

“Xue Dianling, he should be in’Luoshui’ at this moment.”

“Excuse me, please run and call Xue Dianling back…!”

“Holy Emperor.” After interrupting Fuxi, Xu Junming said with a smile, “If there is nothing to do, I will go directly. By the way, take a look at the spiritual rice they cultivated.”

After a brief consideration, Fuxi nodded.

“Since fellow daoist has this kind of elegance, let’s go there together.”

“The Holy Emperor is going too?”

“Haha, now everything in Wanqiu is on the right track. If it’s not a major event, I don’t need me to come forward. The fellow daoist came from a long way, and has great kindness to my Eastern Wasteland race. He is in love with reason, and my king should also accompany me well. fellow daoist.”

Hearing this, Xu Junming didn’t say much.

The two of them flew towards Luoshui.