In the embassy, Su Yun looked at Jing Zhao, then at Shenxiansuo, and frowned slightly.
This magic rope was a treasure left to him by Cen Bo when he left Tianshiyuan. Previously, there was a seal left by "Mr. Wild Fox" in the magic rope, which prevented Su Yun from exerting the power of the magic rope.
Later, the ban was broken by Xue Qingfu, who then left a hidden ban in the Immortal Rope to monitor Su Yun's movements.
Later, Yingying summoned Cen Bo's spirit and broke the seal of Xue Qing Mansion. Only then did the divine rope truly fall into Su Yun's control.
But who would have thought that after Su Yun had been refining this great holy weapon for such a long time, it was instead taken away by the crazy old man Jing Zhao.
The Divine Rope is more handy in Jing Zhao's hands than in Su Yun's. It can be said that the secret of its use lies in one's heart.
"The Immortal Rope first hanged Uncle Cen, and now it's tying me up. This must be the master devourer of this treasure! If we were to select the most spineless Great Holy Spirit Soldier, this would be at the top of the list!"
Su Yun coughed, took out some Qinghong gold straw, and said: "Jiang Mu, this is the Lord of Huoyun Cave, my senior, you must not neglect him. You can exchange it for money to subsidize the expenses of the embassy." After saying that, he blinked.
Xing Jiangmu was surprised. These golden straws were long and heavy. They were all made of Qinghong Gold and were of extremely high purity.
Only after the end of the Argali Rebellion, when no new refining materials were developed, did people feel willing to use such a large amount of Qinghong Gold to refine treasures. Nowadays, people are reluctant to use such pure Qinghong Gold to refine treasures.
What Su Yun took out was actually straw made from Qinghong gold, which was so luxurious that it left people speechless.
"I made a little money this time, and I still have a mountain of straw here."
Su Yun glanced at Jing Zhao, then winked at Xing Jiangmu and said, "Go to Yuanshuo Tower and buy some clothes for the old cave master to make him look more fashionable. When you are done, I will go to Jiange with the old cave master to meet Sister Qingluo."
Xing Jiangmu understood, took the golden straw and went out, driving the argali chariot away, thinking: "My Lord wants me to find reinforcements! But, can the old leader of Yuanhui be a match for the old madman?"
He frowned slightly. The last time Jing Zhao was captured was when he was seriously injured by the God King of Jiehui and the Demon God Tai Sui in the underground city of Boshan County. He was then tied up tightly by Su Yun and later his soul was sealed by Doctor Dong. Even so, he still escaped.
"I'm afraid the old leader of Yuanhui can't beat the old madman, but now we have no choice but to ask him for help."
The Argali chariot went towards Yuanshuo Tower. When it arrived at Yuanshuo Tower, Xing Jiangmu jumped off the chariot and rushed into the tower.
"Xing Shaoshi, the old boss is not here."
The manager of Yuanshuo Building recognized him and said, "You are late. The old boss has been gone for a few days."
"The old boss has returned to Yuanshuo?" Xing Jiangmu was surprised.
The steward shook his head and whispered, "He left with Xia Mengjue. We don't dare to ask..."
Xing Jiangmu didn't think much about it, and was worried: "The old boss is not here, what should we do? Yuan Shuo has no other masters overseas except him..."
Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and said to the steward, "Let me borrow this precious place to hang a painting."
The steward was also an important figure in the Yuanhui, and hesitantly asked, "What does the young master want to draw?"
Xing Jiangmu drew a wooden box and said, "Please ask the manager to nail it to the wall with a knife."
The steward's eyes twitched, and he whispered, "Xing Shaoshi, you know the rules of the underworld. There are some things that cannot be touched. I, Yuan Hui, can hang this painting for you, but if you use weapons, you will have to bear the consequences yourself. I, Yuan Hui, will never offend Tongtian Pavilion for your sake!"
Xing Jiangmu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry! If anything goes wrong, I will take care of it myself!"
Upon seeing this, the steward ordered someone to fetch a knife, cut through the painting, and nail it to the wall of Yuanshuo Tower.
Xing Jiangmu waited anxiously, but no one came to take down the painting. Before he knew it, the sun had set, the lights came on, and the night market opened.
He was extremely anxious, not knowing what had happened to Su Yun. He wished he could take down the painting and return to Yuan Shuo's embassy. At this moment, the knife on the wall was pulled out, and a gentle voice asked, "Who hung this picture?"
Xing Jiangmu rushed out hurriedly, and saw under the dim light, a Yuanshuo youth wearing a cloak that covered the upper half of his face, holding a knife in one hand and a map in the other.
Xing Jiangmu was about to speak when he suddenly saw a dishevelled craftsman wearing a blue-white robe behind the young Yuan Shuo man. He was about fifty years old, with the years on his face like a knife. He was carrying a book basket behind him with rolled-up drawings in it. He was grinning at him as if he was laughing.
Xing Jiangmu looked behind the craftsman and was shocked to see two or three hundred Yuanshuo people in various costumes standing behind the craftsman, including men and women, old and young. Some were dressed brightly and beautifully, while others were unkempt. There were very few people who looked like normal people.
"Is this the picture you hung?"
The young man in the cloak took off his cloak, revealing a handsome face, and said with a smile: "Tongtian Tower does not have the rule of stabbing a knife into the secret key. Stabbing a knife into the secret key literally means that Tongtian Tower cannot bear it and summons the Pavilion Master to escort it. If it really comes to the step of stabbing a knife, the Pavilion Master will have to do it himself."
Xing Jiangmu stammered, "Sir, who are you?"
"Yuan Shuo Tongtian Pavilion, Yan Qingzhou."
The cloaked young man smiled and said, "This is the eldest senior brother of Yuanshuo Tongtian Pavilion."
The craftsman behind him grinned, revealing a simple smile, and nodded slightly to Xing Jiangmu.
"Behind the eldest brother is the 213th Taoist friend of Yuanshuo Tongtian Pavilion. There are also some Taoist friends who cannot leave Yuanshuo because of their official positions."
Yan Qingzhou said: "We have traveled across the ocean to fight for the Pavilion Master. So, the reason why you hung up this picture is..."
Xing Jiangmu calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Please rescue the Master of Tongtian Pavilion!"
In the Yuan Shuo Embassy, Su Yun activated the Honglu Transformation Great Unification Technique, mobilized the Seventy-two Caves and Liyuan, drew the vitality of heaven and earth, and improved his cultivation and magic power.
He benefited a lot from this trip to heaven, especially when the gods in heaven personally displayed various magical powers and taught him the magic and Taoism, which allowed him to comprehend many tricks of cultivation.
As he practiced his skills, his body and spirit both progressed simultaneously.
Jing Zhao, the master of Huoyun Cave, walked back and forth beside him, looking around anxiously.
“You’re practicing it wrong!”
Jing Zhao stopped and sneered, "There are nine abysses in the Li Abyss, and you have only cultivated the first abyss. You have only cultivated to the first level of the Spiritual Abyss!"
Hearing this, Su Yun opened his eyes and asked humbly, "I have never been to school, so I don't know the reason behind this. What is Jiuyuan?"
"One night the west wind startled the sleeping dragon and shook the bright pearl out of the Nine Abysses. The pearl worth a thousand gold must be in the Nine Abysses, under the chin of the black dragon!"
Jing Zhao said impatiently: "Did you hear that? Jing Longshuang, Mingzhu, Jiuyuan! Lilong! With your current cultivation level, you are only polishing the first abyss. If you continue to practice, you will never be able to refine Mingzhu, let alone let Mingzhu leave Liyuan!"
Su Yun seemed to be thinking about something.
He really hadn't been to school for many days, and even if he had, there were too few people who could teach him. The path he was following now was the path of the unified cultivation of both the mind and the spirit created by Yue Liuxi, Jiang Zushi, and Qiu Shuijing. However, even among these three, no one had succeeded in cultivation, and they hadn't even created a complete cultivation method.
After Su Yun cultivated to the Yuandong realm, he could only rely on himself to explore how to cultivate to this realm. He had no idea whether the road ahead was correct or whether he had taken a wrong path.
Unconsciously, he had ignored the experience of his predecessors.
The most comprehensive explanation of the realm belongs to the unique skills of the old saints, and the Fire Cloud Cave is definitely the number one in the most in-depth research on the unique skills of the old saints!
Jing Zhao was crazy and talking nonsense. Sometimes he was reciting the unique skills of Emperor Xuanyuan, sometimes he was reciting the unique skills of Emperor Yu. Various explanations of Jiuyuan came one after another, making it a mess.
Su Yun tried hard to remember, but Jing Zhao was too crazy and his words didn't make sense.
Su Yun had no choice but to pick out key words and phrases from the saints or holy emperors in his words and ask about them.
Not long after, Su Yun asked all the saints in Huoyun Cave about their explanations of the Yuandong realm and fell into deep thought.
Jing Zhao was still muttering to him, talking non-stop, but Su Yun turned a deaf ear to him.
According to the records of the Saints' Secret Arts in Huoyun Cave Heaven, the Yuandong Realm is not just a Great Abyss, and the imprint rune is considered complete. The Yuandong Realm is actually a preparation for the next realm, the Liyuan Realm.
To reach this realm, one needs to use one's true essence and soul to dive to the ninth level of Liyuan. The ninth level is called the Mouth of the True Dragon. There, one's true essence and soul will merge into one to nourish the Lizhu!
However, Jiuyuan has extremely high requirements for spiritual nature and true essence. If the cultivation is not enough, the spiritual nature may be crushed.
When the soul reaches the Ninth Abyss, wonderful things will happen. The old sages called it seeing the Candle Dragon.
When you reach the Ninth Abyss, when the Li Pearl is about to be formed, you will see an immeasurable candle dragon coiled in the dark universe, circling a mountain, with its mouth open holding a pearl, illuminated by the candlelight, as if it is holding the core of the galaxy in its mouth!
That Zhulong is not a land Zhulong!
The old saints had many speculations about the Zhulong seen in Jiuyuan. Some believed that the mountain was Zhongshan Mountain, some believed that the Zhulong was an illusion transformed by the primordial energy and could not exist, and others said that the top of the Zhulong Mountain was the fairyland.
There are various opinions, and there is no definite number.
Su Yun comprehended the gods' explanation of the Yuandong realm, and immediately activated his true essence to escort his soul down to the Liyuan. His soul had already been extremely powerful, and his Yuan Qi was even more vigorous. This time when he went down to the Liyuan, he did not feel much pressure. He could only feel his true essence beginning to flow on the surface of his soul.
A faint light emerged on the surface of his soul, and the imprints formed by various magical powers emerged on the surface of his soul, constantly moving and illuminating Liyuan.
"This should be the Abyss of the Whirlpool. The magical power is like a fish, swimming on the surface."
No one knew how deep the Xia Li Abyss was. Suddenly, Su Yun felt his true essence seeping in and merging with his soul. His magical powers turned into runes and continued to be imprinted deep into his soul.
"This should be the second abyss, right? It's called the Abyss of Still Water."
Not long after, Su Yun saw the imprint of his magical power flowing in his spiritual body, and thought to himself: "This is the flowing water abyss that the old saints talked about."
The next level is to the abyss of flooded water, where supernatural powers overflow within the spiritual body, and true essence and supernatural powers merge.
Going down one more level, to the abyss of fertile water, his supernatural powers and true essence grew stronger and stronger.
…
When Su Yun's soul went down to the Ninth Abyss, only his soul was bright, and there was darkness all around.
Su Yun looked around and did not see Zhulong, let alone Zhongshan.
He was feeling disappointed when suddenly a bright light came from the distant darkness, and he finally saw Zhongshan and Zhulong, which were composed of countless stars and galaxies!