Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

Chapter 434: Qingjian Mansion Stele

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Lu Ping had just walked past the small pool in front of the central palace, and his spiritual thoughts suddenly relaxed. Lu Ping's heart tightened. From the small pool to the central palace, there was no longer any restriction. Thinking of the sudden appearance of Shura just now, these things obviously It is impossible to come from the outside like them. There is only one possibility for so long. This group of water Shuras directly entered the interior of the cave. Lu Ping looked back at the small pool behind him again. It was discovered that this small pool with a radius of only tens of feet was actually bottomless, and even with Lu Ping's divine sense, it was difficult to find where the small pool led.

Could it be that this group of water Shuras appeared from a small pool

Lu Ping stepped into the central palace with doubts. Although he had detected through his divine sense in advance that the contents of the palace at this time might have been wiped out by Shui Xiuluo in advance, and there was no chance of gaining anything, Lu Ping still couldn't help but ask. Come and take a look.

Just when Lu Ping stepped into the central palace, the sounds of fighting from the other two directions suddenly changed direction. Shura's sneak attack went in the direction where Qiao Weijie and the others were.

After a while, Qiao Weijie and Han Fei seemed to have noticed something, and they also moved towards the direction where Shuixiu and the other three were.

"This Han Fei doesn't look stupid!"

Lu Ping secretly thought, as for Qiao Weijie, Lu Ping didn't think that this kind of person would have such a brain at all, but the three real people of Shuixiu didn't know who came up with this idea, but in Lu Ping's view, among these three people, except real person Yang Sanyang Apart from being a dude, Shuixiu is really shrewd. The money tree looks simple and honest, but it is also a fox inside. Both of them could come up with this idea.

Combining the strength of five people, it should be easy to resist Water Shura, but with Water Shura's low intelligence and immortal racial personality, it may not be easy for the five people to completely get rid of their entanglement.

The central palace was already in a mess. Even though Lu Ping had noticed it in advance, he was quite discouraged when he saw such a scene.

Lu Ping tossed around in the palace to find the place where Qingjian Patriarch used to practice on weekdays. The rich spiritual energy clearly told Lu Ping that this was the place where the spiritual veins in the entire cave gathered.

Lu Ping probably felt the concentration of spiritual energy here, which was around five small spiritual veins. Lu Ping smiled in his heart, stomped his feet, and a blue light submerged in the ground. Lu Ping waited for a while, but there was no movement on the ground. With another stomp, a blue light that was more intense than before sank into the ground again, but Dabao still didn't get out of the ground.

As soon as Lu Ping's face changed, he was about to walk out of the palace, but when Lu Ping was about to leave the training room, he paused, as if thinking of something, he immediately turned around and searched carefully in the training room .

Speaking of which, there is nothing special in the training room of the ancestor Qingjian. There is a futon for meditation during training, and a teapot and cups are placed on a low wooden table. There are no decorations around the training room. Apparently, the practice room of Patriarch Qingjian, like most monks, maintained a simple style of penance.

Lu Ping's divine sense kept searching for something in the training room, but in the end he fixed his eyes on the futon on the training platform.

This futon is obviously inlaid with a top-level magic weapon of the Spirit Gathering Formation, and it is a good auxiliary weapon for daily cultivation. There is a similar auxiliary magic weapon in Lu Ping's own practice room.

Lu Ping took the futon in his hands and looked it over carefully, his eyes were flickering with blue light, he lowered his head to think for a while, then a slap with blue light flickering slapped on the futon, and the spirit-gathering formations depicted on the futon collapsed one after another , The surface of this top-level magic weapon was immediately torn apart. Lu Ping shook the futon in his hand, and the shattered futon fell down one after another, revealing a small stone tablet about a foot long.

Three vigorous and powerful characters are engraved on the stone tablet: Qingjian Mansion!

Lu Ping smiled "hehe", and held the stone tablet in his hand. The true energy in his body was circulating, and a blue light overflowed from the palm of his hand, extending towards the small stone tablet from top to bottom, until the small stone tablet was completely soaked by Lu Ping's blue true energy, The entire central palace trembled suddenly, and then calmed down again. The blue light on the stele suddenly subsided, and the surface of the stele returned to its previous appearance.

Lu Ping stood in the middle of the training room, stomped his feet again, and after a while, Dabao really got out from the ground, looked at Lu Ping and yelled twice, and then spit out three miniature Juling beads, with a very serious expression. Somewhat disdainful, it seems to be saying that such a cave with a long history, and the ancestor of the Dharma Phase, has only gathered five small spirit veins, and there are not many spirit gathering beads in it.

Lu Ping didn't have time to take care of the big treasure, so he waved away the three miniature spirit-gathering beads, then placed the two small traction array disks made by Hu Lili on the two small spirit veins in the training room, and carefully carved the Pulling the formation, preparing to pull two of the six spiritual veins back after returning to Huangli Island.

In the process of describing the formation, Lu Ping discovered that the number of spiritual veins in the training room could never be only six small-scale spiritual veins, but at least one medium-sized spiritual vein, but after three thousand years, the medium-sized spiritual vein The pulse is not suppressed by the magic weapon of gathering spirits, and the spiritual veins are constantly being lost.

After the miniature and small spiritual veins are pulled in, as long as a monk can imprison them for a while, it can guarantee that the spiritual veins will not be lost for several years or even ten years. However, once the spiritual veins are not only condensed, but become a medium-sized spiritual vein, That is what monks can imprison at will, and the suppression of the spirit-gathering magic weapon is necessary to prevent the collapse of the medium-sized spirit veins.

Lu Ping suddenly remembered the piece of pottery that looked like a fragment of a psychic magic weapon that he bought from Zeng Wu and others at the mortal market on Huangyu Island, and hurriedly took it out of the storage ring. At that time, Lu Ping suspected that the pottery was A fragment of a spirit-gathering magic weapon, now it seems certain.

As for why this spirit-gathering magic weapon appeared in the mountainside above the underground cave, it is easy to explain. The spirit-gathering magic weapon can not only leave the medium-sized spiritual veins in a short time, but also gather a part of the spiritual energy for monks to use. The ancestor crossed the calamity in the middle of the mountain, and carried this magic weapon of gathering spirits with him. At the critical moment of crossing the calamity, he absorbed spiritual energy to restore the true energy in his body. Obviously, his success fell short in the end. Not only did he disappear, but all the magic weapons he carried were also destroyed. do.

The patriarch Qingjian said repeatedly in his inheritance that he would not be able to survive the calamity in the mid-term of Faxiang, but in the end he still wanted to give it a go.

Just when Lu Ping was drawing the formation, Qiao Weijie and others finally got together, and the five of them worked together. Those Shuixiu Rome, who relied on stealth and sneaked around, were no longer opponents. At the same time, the five of them worked together to break the restriction much faster. , and immediately arrived at the pool in front of the central palace.

When everyone arrived, they realized that the restriction in front of the central palace had already been broken. The five of them glanced at each other, and immediately ran towards the middle of the palace. Qiao Weijie and Yang Sanyang ran most anxiously at the same time.

Qiao Weijie kept urging while running: "Hurry up, hurry up, otherwise the treasures inside will be taken away by the True Spirit Sect."

Although Yang Sanyang didn't speak, he was running even faster.

Both Qian Shu and Han Fei were a little helpless, while Master Shuixiu looked at the small pool in front of the palace without any trace, and then followed the crowd to the palace.

Just after Lu Ping finished drawing the last talisman of the traction formation on the ground, Qiao Weijie had already found the entrance of the training room. Seeing that Lu Ping was here, he immediately said aggressively: "Your surname is Lu, where is the treasure in this palace? If the True Spirit faction wants to eat alone, isn't it afraid of being stuffed to death?"

While Qiao Weijie was talking, a magic weapon appeared in his hand. There was a big disagreement, and he immediately wanted to fight. Then Yang Sanyang also chased him, and without a word, he immediately raised a magic weapon like a jade ruler and stood by Qiao Weijie's side , but he is about to look much more embarrassed. Daoist Yang Sanyang is the only alchemy early-stage cultivator among the group. When he was attacked by Shui Shura earlier, Shui Shura also knew that persimmons should be picked softly. It was obtained from the real Yang Sanyang. At this time, Yang Sanyang's image is more and more embarrassing. There are countless holes in his long gown, blood oozes from his left arm and right leg, and he was even stabbed in his buttocks.

Immediately afterwards, Master Shuixiu, Han Fei and Qian Shu also rushed to the secret room, and they could see the scene in the secret room without saying a word.

Seeing that the five people had already arrived, Lu Ping slowly stood up and asked the real Shuixiu beside him, "What did the real Shuixiu say?"

Seeing that Lu Ping ignored his words at all, Qiao Weijie immediately felt Lu Ping's contempt, his face flushed, and he pointed at Lu Ping and cursed: "Zhuzi, this time we will wait for the four factions to jointly explore this cave. You have notified the elders of each sect that if you, the True Spirit Sect, want to monopolize the treasures of the Central Palace, aren’t you afraid of the joint censure of the other three sects?”

Lu Ping's blade-like gaze forced Qiao Weijie not to look directly at him, and the words in his mouth trembled with fear, but he didn't want to show his timidity in front of Lu Ping, so he insisted on finishing his words, but it fell into the ears of others, but The voice of Qiao Weijie, who was aggressive before, became weaker and weaker, and even became weak.

Yang Sanyang couldn't help loosening the hand that had been holding the jade ruler tightly all the time, and glanced disappointedly at the stern Xuanling sect monk next to him.

Lu Ping was still too lazy to look at Qiao Weijie, so he looked at Reverend Shuixiu and said, "Does Reverend Shuixiu really have nothing to say?"

Master Shuixiu said indifferently: "The dust in the central palace has accumulated, and there is no trace of recent reaction. It is obvious that this place has been swept away before Brother Lu's arrival."

Qiao Weijie was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then his face turned blood red, he turned his head and gave Shui Xiu a deadly stare, and then turned his head to look at Lu Ping, as if he had suffered a huge humiliation.

Master Shuixiu, Qian Shu, and Yang Sanyang left Qiao Weijie's side without a trace, leaving only Han Fei standing there in embarrassment, while Qiao Weijie was still unaware.

The atmosphere in the training room became a bit subtle. Lu Ping was a master of art and bold, and the others did not dare to make a move first. Qiao Weijie originally wanted to persuade the other two factions to fight against Lu Ping, but he did not expect that Lu Ping dismissed it lightly. Instead, Qiao Weijie himself was isolated.

After a while, Master Shuixiu broke the silence and said: "There are six spiritual veins here, and Senior Brother Lu monopolizes the two best ones. It's somewhat unreasonable, right?"