The heavens start from the bottle mountain

Chapter 563
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The powerful sword energy, like a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, pierced through the crimson wall.

Compared to the first time, it was much easier this time.

A gap appeared, and Xu Rui's heart was shocked. With the help of the space power of the Kongming Sacred Tree, he compressed the space around the natal puppet Xu Xuandu to the extreme, and passed through the gap.

When he landed, he saw a familiar hall around him.

In the center of the main hall is a familiar bronze lotus.

And on the copper lotus, a big milky white conch floats up and down.

This conch is about ten feet big, and its surface is covered with sharp cone-shaped protrusions.There are lavender patterns on these adult finger-sized bumps.

Of course, with Xu Rui's knowledge, he could tell at a glance that these patterns were actually spirit patterns.

"Natural spirit patterns, the original body of this conch, is at least a Dao species."

The innate spirit pattern is the appearance of supernatural powers, and the vast darkness associated with it is at least the power of fifth-grade supernatural powers.

After simply looking at it for a moment, he swung the dragon-slaying sword, and the sharp sword energy quickly severed the connection between the conch and the formation.

Stretching out his hand, the big conch fell into his palm.

When touched, the golden finger manifested.

"Mitian Faluo, the sixth grade is medium."

After leaving the imprint of his spiritual consciousness in it, Xu Rui showed a hint of surprise on his face.

This snail is worthy of the word 'Mitian'.

The dark space inside is as large as 30 miles.

And there is a rotating force inside, as long as you enter it, no matter how you fly, you will always revolve around the conch, and you will never be able to fly out.

Unless there is a spatial positioning like Xu Ruikong Mingshen Tree, or an equally mysterious method, there is no way to find the boundary.

Moreover, there is no aura in this conch, and the result of constantly consuming mana is to die of exhaustion in it.

In the end, the sky-shattering conch itself is also extremely hard, which can resist the middle-ranked Zifu heavy treasure of the sixth rank.

As soon as the mana was urged, Xu Kunlun and Xu Buzhou flew out of it.

Looking at the scars cut by the dragon sword, Xu Rui's heart moved, and the idea was swallowed by Fa Luo.

The powerful devouring power is actually dozens of times stronger than Xu Kunlun's iron chewing method.

In less than half an hour, the sword mark had returned to its original state.

As far as Zifu Chongbao is concerned, as long as it is not a destructive serious injury, or the spiritual energy of the outside world has declined too much, it will basically not let it fall down the rank.

"What a sweet baby."

Xu Rui played with it for a long time before he reluctantly put it in his dantian.

The internal space of this celestial conch is huge, and it also contains amazing pinching power. It is a good thing for collecting people and things, and loading the universe.

The space of 30 miles is enough to accommodate a dozen earths.

In addition to the Tianji Hall, the Tianxuan Hall is next.

Xu Rui was not in a hurry to let the three natal puppets in, but let them meditate and recover their mana before preparing to continue.

Just going in.

Suddenly received a message from Mirage Dragon.

"Master, one month will be the start of the Fa Conference, please come back earlier."

"One month?"

Xu Rui pinched his fingers and sighed secretly.

"I didn't expect time to go by so quickly."

It has been nearly a year since he entered the Jade Lotus Cave, to practicing the Erlong Bell, and then to entering the two halls of Tianquan and Tianji.

When working hard, you don't feel the passage of time at all.

After glancing at the majestic Tianxuan Hall, Xu Rui stepped back.

He had been planning for the Dharma Conference for three years, and he invited the strongest in the world, and it was impossible to cancel it.

"Anyway, the Jasper Lotus Secret Realm won't run away here, and it won't be too late to come back after my puja is over. Maybe it can make my strength go a step further."

After the idea settled down, he urged Kongming Shenshu Cave to open the space channel, and let Xu Xuandu return to Shenjian Peak of Tianzhu Mountain.

Xu Kunlun and Xu Buzhou who stayed behind did not leave either.

Sit down cross-legged, and use the inspiration far beyond the outside world to increase your cultivation.

If someone is dishonest in the Fa conference, they can increase the number of members in time.

As for Xu Rui's deity.

A move in my heart.

The projection of the Kongming Sacred Tree once again appeared above the head. The mysterious and extraordinary Kongming Sacred Tree, with its luxuriant branches and leaves, suddenly cast a ray of spiritual light.

The space ahead was shattered, and a space passage appeared soon, and the other end of this space passage was the Jasper Lotus Secret Realm.

After the two parties got through, ideas flooded in like a tidal wave.

Xu Rui was immersed in this abundant inspiration, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

For the Kongming Sacred Tree, the growth of the inner hole means that it will continue to mature and its power will continue to increase.

Therefore, the Jasper Lotus Secret Realm, which is almost twice as rich in inspiration as the Kongming Shenshu Cave, must not be missed.

"This wool needs to be squeezed a little more. It would be great if it could be annexed."

In addition, in addition to pulling wool and accelerating the growth of Kongming Shenshu Cave, Xu Rui also meant to weaken the secret realm of Jasper Lotus.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for the last thing in Tianshu Palace to fall into his hands.

One must know that this treasure might be a top-notch Zifu treasure that he had never seen before.

It's too precious.

As long as you encounter it, there is no gift of giving up.

……

Time passed little by little.

During this month, the Shenjian Peak of Tianzhu Mountain, which was originally not well-known in the practice world, became the center of stirring up the world.

True Monarch Xu Xuandu of Beiming.

Along with this Fa conference, more and more people know about it.

Swish.

A flash of light galloped from a distance.

In this aura package, there are three men, old, middle-aged and young, who are also wearing blue gowns and have a graceful bearing.

The old man and the middle-aged man stood behind, while the young man with feather fan and scarf, who looked like a prince and grandson, stood at the front.

"Grand Master Uncle, this Xu Xuan has responded to everyone, but this time he really made a big splash." The old man said.

"That's right, Uncle Grand Master. I heard that there are big and famous forces in the cultivation world this time. Apart from the Tianji Pavilion, which has always ignored common matters, even the overseas abbot Xianzong has also sent people here. The cultivation world has not been like this for some years." It's lively, Xu Xuandu, the True Lord of Beiming, is famous all over the world this time, if he takes the opportunity to set up a dojo at the Shenjian Peak of Tianzhu Mountain, there will be another big sect in the world of practice." The middle-aged man smiled.

"A low-grade purple mansion treasure, a cultivated cave seed, and a sixth-grade high-quality spiritual fruit and elixir, no sect can resist the temptation of these treasures. As for establishing a sect? Hehe, Xu If Xuandu wanted to establish a great sect, he would not have sold Miexiancha and Dongtian seeds."

The old man and the middle-aged man nodded in agreement.

For any sect, Zifu Chongbao is an existence that suppresses luck, and as long as it is in hand, it will never be sold.

And the cave seeds are even more extraordinary.

As long as it is cultivated, it can be used as a retreat for the sect to ensure that when the sect declines, the sect will not be wiped out by the enemy.

It is the root of sect inheritance.

However, cultivating the cave is too troublesome and requires too many resources.

Except for those who are interested in establishing a family or establishing a large sect, monks will not bother with this kind of thing.

"Uncle Grand Master, the Shenjian Peak of Tianzhu Mountain is ahead."

The middle-aged man reminded.

The young man nodded.

"Huh? I didn't expect someone to walk in front of us."

The old man and the middle-aged man followed his gaze, and happened to see a powerful ray of light falling into Shenjian Peak.

"Come on, let's go and have a look."

As soon as the young man stimulated his mana, the already fast speed of escaping light instantly increased by one layer.

Soon we arrived at Shenjian Peak.

The person who just fell down felt the fluctuation of mana, and turned his head to look over.

"Bo Yungong is a member of the Tianhe Sword Sect."

A young man in a white Confucian robe spoke.

The voice just fell.

Swish.

The light fell.

The two sides looked at each other.

Standing at the front, wearing an old Confucian robe, a lun scarf on his head, and a short beard on his chin, the old man who looked like a teacher in a village school smiled and said: "I never thought that I hadn't seen the Lord when I came to Tianzhu Mountain, but I met him first." Guo Daoyou."

"Guo Songyang met Bo Yungong."

The two sides greeted each other.

"I never thought about a Dharma meeting, but Gong Bo Yungong personally came forward." Guo Songyang said.

"My Songyang Academy is not far from Tianzhu Mountain. The old man just happened to be free, so he just came here to take a look around and meet the rising stars in the cultivation world."

Just as Guo Songyang was about to speak, his keen spiritual sense instantly sensed the increasingly intense aura fluctuations.

Subconsciously turned his head to look, and soon saw a pale golden Buddha's light coming from the west at a fast speed.

Guo Songyang's expression turned cold.

"It's really lively today, even the bald donkeys from Arhat Temple have arrived."

"Amitabha, why did Patron Guo speak so rudely?"

Before the words were finished, the Buddha's light fell to the ground, and two monks appeared.

The front one, wearing a blue monk robe, has a thin face, and holds a string of 24 Buddhist beads in his hand.

Simple and simple, no frills other than that.

As for the monk behind him, he was nine feet tall, holding a magic wand, with a leopard head and eyes around him, and his muscles were knotted.

Guo Songyang snorted coldly, "Fazhi, haven't you retreated? Why did you come to Tianzhu Mountain?"

Arhat Temple is located in Kuocang Mountain in the north.

The Tianhe Sword Sect is located in Wushan, surrounded by the Yunlan River in the north.

Although the two sides are separated by three thousand miles, but for Da Zongmen, this distance is really not that far.

Therefore, in order to compete for resources between the two parties, there are often quarrels.

The relationship between them is naturally very poor.

"...On weekdays, I keep saying that all four things are empty. This is really a treasure. I don't see you as 'empty'. Instead, you run faster than ordinary people like me. You really don't even want to lose face."

Hearing this, the burly monk holding the magic wand could not help showing anger, and was stopped by the monk Fazhi in front just as he was about to explode.

"Amitabha, my Buddhist sect has its own laws and does not need to be instructed by Master Guo. Moreover, this is the Shenjian Peak of Tianzhu Mountain, not Tianhe Peak of Wushan Mountain. Master Guo is talking nonsense here, and where does he put the owner of this place?" Dharma wisdom is not soft Not tough.

Guo Songyang snorted coldly, he is not stupid.

How could it be possible to offend the owner of this place by saying nothing?

"Fazhi, you are really as treacherous as ever."

"Amitabha, Donor Guo misunderstood the poor monk too deeply. If you let go of your prejudices, the donor and I will definitely turn our hostility into friendship, and maybe even become close friends."

"Forget it, I don't want to have a friend like you."

After the words fell, he took the disciples and walked towards the top of the mountain in big strides.

"Let's go too."

After the old Confucian nodded to Fazhi, he led the people under his sect along the mountain road towards the top of the mountain.

Although Songyang Academy has no major conflicts with Luohan Temple, their teachings do not agree with each other, they are far apart, and they have no friendship.

Looking at their backs, Fa Xiang's eyes flickered, but there was no expression of joy or anger.

"Uncle, the people of Tianhe Sword Sect are too deceptive."

Monk Pang Da said in a muffled voice.

"A group of uneducated savages, don't pay attention."

"Yes, Master."

"Let's go too."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)