Destiny Martial God

In the Huaiyu Mountains, inside the Taoist temple!

"The Taoist temple is fake, the spiritual tree is real!"

"The bright moon is fake, the breeze is real!"

"Perception is fake, enlightenment is real!"

Looking at the three incense sticks that were completely burned to ashes, Ta Ling explained with admiration in his eyes.

"Ta Ling, you mean that the three incense sticks that Qingfeng just lit are real, but the improvement of my state of mind is just my own illusion." After hearing Ta Ling's further explanation, Yu Haoran frowned and guessed.

"That's right!"

After retracting his gaze from the incense sticks, Ta Ling nodded to confirm and continued to explain in detail.

"Yu Haoran, the Taoist temple that seems to be real in front of you is actually just an illusion of the peak level of the God level."

"The reason why the formation of the peak level of the God level can deceive even me, a weapon spirit who is proficient in formations, is that Zhen Yuanzi uses the means of combining the real and the virtual to enhance the authenticity of the illusion."

"Tower Spirit, since you just used the Chaos Seal of the Body Domain Tower to re-examine the Taoist temple, did you find the ginseng fruit tree, one of the three treasures?"

The Taoist temple is virtual, the treasure is real, the virtual and the real are combined!

After hearing the tower spirit's speculation about the means by which the great god Zhen Yuan arranged the Taoist temple, Yu Haoran immediately thought of the key task of entering the cemetery and asked hurriedly.

"Yu Haoran, this is also one of the important reasons why I was confused by the Taoist temple at the beginning."

Nodding, the tower spirit said with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Because this illusory Taoist temple not only grows the ginseng fruit tree, one of the three spiritual roots, but the ginseng fruit tree is real."

"Ta Ling, take me to steal the ginseng fruit tree immediately!"

No matter whether the Taoist temple is real or fake, real or fake, as long as the ginseng fruit tree is real and can be successfully stolen, then this adventure will be considered a success.

Therefore, Yu Haoran immediately stopped the work and stood up and instructed the tower spirit.

"Brother Dao, have you rested?"

But at this time, the voice of Qingfeng came from outside the wing room.

"Ta Ling, you just said that Mingyue is fake and Qingfeng is real. Could it be that Qingfeng is a flesh and blood body with a complete soul?"

The voice of Qingfeng outside the wing room made Yu Haoran suddenly think of the Qingfeng Mingyue mentioned in the tower spirit's initial explanation, and a horrifying thought flashed through his mind.

Zhenyuan God is a famous martial god in the Middle Ages. As his disciple, and after practicing in the Middle Ages and the recent ancient times, what level did Qingfeng really reach?

Fortunately, the negative answer given by the tower spirit made him secretly relieved, otherwise, he would immediately give up the idea of ​​stealing the ginseng fruit tree and leave the cemetery immediately.

It turned out that Mingyue was fake and Qingfeng was real, which meant that Mingyue Daotong was completely a virtual object created by the formation, while Qingfeng Daotong was a puppet made of puppetry and residual soul.

"Tower spirit, what level of strength does Qingfeng have after the combination of puppetry and residual soul?"

While secretly relieved, Yu Haoran urgently wanted to know whether Qingfeng was a threat to him, or whether it would affect his action of stealing the ginseng fruit tree.

"The residual soul is thirty-six points, which makes the strength of Qingfeng in each cemetery fall to the peak level of the three calamities and half gods."

After introducing here, the tower spirit changed his tone and warned with a solemn look.

"However, if the residual soul uses the illusion array and predicament in the Taoist temple, it will allow him to exert a terrifying strength that is infinitely close to the realm of the God of War."

The tower spirit's final warning immediately cooled down Yu Haoran's fiery desire to steal the ginseng fruit tree immediately.

After sitting cross-legged on the bed again, he looked up and responded to Qingfeng outside the wing room.

"Daoyou, please come in!"

Qingfeng pushed open the wooden door of the wing room and came in, holding a tray in his hand, which was covered with a red brocade.

"Daoyou, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." Qingfeng put the tray in his hand on the table and bowed to apologize.

"Daoyou, you're polite. I just finished my breathing and was planning to find you to visit the style of Senior Zhenyuan's Taoist temple." After retracting his puzzled look from the tray, Yu Haoran replied casually.

"Brother, the Taoist temple is still the place where my master practices in seclusion. Before getting the master's approval, you'd better stay in the wing room to rest." Hearing that Yu Haoran was going to visit the Taoist temple, Qingfeng quickly put away his smile and warned him seriously.

"Brother, please don't blame me. I will remember it in my heart!" Seeing Qingfeng's sudden change of expression, thinking of the terrifying strength that the other party could exert with the help of the Taoist temple's formation, Yu Haoran quickly stood up to apologize and promise.

"Brother, it's okay if you have the intention!"

Yu Haoran's apology and promise made Qingfeng's serious expression replaced by gentleness again, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he reached out and pinched a corner of the brocade covering the tray, and explained with a smile.

"According to my master's instructions before his travels, all the distinguished guests who enter our Taoist temple, if they are talented, if they are respectful, and if they are recognized by our brothers, can obtain an opportunity from our Taoist temple."

"Opportunity!"

After hearing Qingfeng's explanation, Yu Haoran pondered for a while, and then asked in shock.

"Daoyou, could it be the ginseng fruit that can make people become gods on the spot and live forever!"

"Haha...!"

After hearing Yu Haoran's guess, Qingfeng suddenly laughed, and while laughing, he uncovered the brocade covering the tray.

Then, Yu Haoran saw a spiritual fruit on the tray that looked like a three or four-year-old doll, but was shrunk by more than ten times.

"It's really a ginseng fruit!"

Yu Haoran stood up suddenly from the bed, with an extremely shocked look in his eyes.

"Brother Dao, although this spiritual fruit is a ginseng fruit, it is far from the effect of becoming a god on the spot and immortality as you said." Yu Haoran's shocked reaction made Qingfeng very satisfied. He put down the red brocade in his hand and explained with a smile.

"Brother Dao, what do you mean?"

It is so difficult to break through the mystery of life and death and achieve immortality. Countless top evil geniuses who fell on the threshold of becoming a god have proved this. How could Yu Haoran not know that ginseng fruit does not have such a heaven-defying effect.

However, it is true that ginseng fruit can break the shackles of human life and allow martial emperors to gain a lifespan of more than ten thousand years.

It is true that ginseng fruit can greatly improve the talent and understanding of warriors, infinitely increase the potential and accumulation of warriors themselves, and directly assist in breaking through one or two major realms.

Therefore, there are rumors of becoming a god instantly and living forever.

"This is for Brother Dao!" Qingfeng pointed at the doll on the tray and reminded with a smile.

Looking down at the smiling doll on the tray and looking up at Qingfeng with a gentle look on his face, Yu Haoran couldn't help but fall into deep thought.