Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

Therefore, Yu Yuan turned his attention to the Hongmeng Purple Qi. He had read about this mysterious power in the books of the Biyou Palace. The Hongmeng Purple Qi evolved from the Taichu opportunity and contained various rules and powers. After the Taichu Daozun merged with the Great Dao, he gave it to several elites under his tutelage, calling it the foundation for cultivating saints. The so-called foundation for cultivating saints, in Yu Yuan's view, is equivalent to an admission ticket to enter the ranks of the sacred: if you want to become a saint who is on the same path as the destiny, you must obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Otherwise, why did the Minghe Taoist, who seemed to imitate the Taichu Daozun and obtained a lot of good results, still fail to reach the realm of a saint?

The reason is obvious. After the Great Dao Master entered the Great Dao, if he did not obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he would not be able to reach the supreme saint realm of heaven's grace. Yu Yuan was lying on his rocking chair, and when his mind was gently floating, a damaged small copper gong rushed out from the central palace, shining with brilliant five-colored light around it, like a divine charm jumping, and making a clear sound.

After two months of recuperation, the state of this broken clock gradually recovered to its original strength after his failed attempt to travel to the future. Since then, Yang Xiang has developed an unusual habit. Every time he explores a world that does not belong to his ideal goal, he will immediately take measures to end the travel and then return to the real world.

This method did reduce the energy demand of the little broken clock to a certain extent. It only took him two or three days to travel to other worlds. After Yang Xiang verified the effectiveness of this method, he frequently used this "teleportation" ability in the near future.

Every time he moves, as long as he finds that the destination is not what he wants, Yang Xiang will immediately stop shuttling and return to the original reality. This process is a blessing for this little clock - a combination of work and rest, and a balance between work and life. Although it sometimes looks like an overworked dog who has just rested for a while and has to work immediately, in fact, this is also an ideal mode for it. It only takes a short time to complete each "task" and it can get several days of "leisure".

However, looking at the problem from another angle, if it has been in a state of being able to "serve" and is suddenly asked to work continuously, then it may think that it is quite unfortunate... But these are not important, anyway, Yang Xiang did not let it worry about these. Therefore, after throwing these chaotic thoughts into his mind, he skillfully controlled the power of "traveling through time and space" and set foot on the road of time and space jump again. When a ding sounded, the "time and space bell" vibrated gently for a moment and then released a brilliant chaotic divine light, wrapping his entire body, as if completely taking away his traces on the leisurely chair and stepping into the unknown depths of the universe. The familiarity brought by this action is like meeting an old friend again, which seems to indicate that he can travel back and forth freely. When Yang Xiang withdrew from the narrow space gap, accompanied by a gentle sound, his eyes captured a vast and deep world. The ancient atmosphere blew towards him, and at the same time, a faint fierce breath could be vaguely felt mixed in it.

In such a place, Yang Xiang felt an extremely abundant life energy coming towards him. Its abundance was even dozens of times greater than that of the places where the gods stayed in the East China Sea, so much so that the energy seemed to flow like liquid.

He looked around and felt an ancient and vast universe in the magnificent scene before him: against the backdrop of dragons dancing and flying, and giant dragons hovering on the peaks, golden birds of prey flapping their wings and piercing the sky, and flowers and butterflies flapping their wings across the sky.

His footprints landed on the top of a green mountain, surrounded by endless peaks. White clouds gathered at the middle of the mountain to form an ocean of white clouds, while some distant peaks appeared to be shining and covered with spiritual vines and spiritual trees. The world here seemed to be full of countless possibilities... Yang Xiang once learned from the treasure book in the Jade Palace that since the beginning of the chaos of heaven and earth, the air has been filled with extremely thick spiritual charm. It was only because the three tribes fought fiercely for the dominance of heaven and earth at that time, and there were many complex competitions between forces, including the destruction of the Western Holy Vein, which caused some continental fragments to drift away. These free areas later gradually formed more than 3,000 universes. During this period, the spiritual veins of the prehistoric world had never been interrupted, and they were always nourishing this world.

This battle also caused serious damage to the luck of the primitive world, and the energy of heaven and earth was greatly reduced. Then, due to the fight between the witches and the demons, the pillars of the Weizhou land were broken, the sky tilted to the northwest, the earth sank to the southeast, and the four elements were disordered, causing the energy of heaven and earth to be lost continuously, and the overall energy concentration of the primitive world further decreased.

By the time of Yu Yuan, the energy resources of the heaven and earth had become almost barren. Therefore, many immortals and gods opened up caves and blessed places between the immortal islands and mountains, gathering energy from millions of kilometers for their cultivation.

Yu Yuan was in the highest realm, and he did not take the lack of Yuanli he faced to heart. What he was most concerned about was that the rich aura of heaven and earth in front of him was very likely to represent the beginning of ancient times, or even a longer history!

In other words, this time I not only chose the right location, but also found the right time!

He released his spiritual sense to sense his treasure.

As expected, only the four acquired artifacts, namely "Qiankun Ruyi Bag", "Hun Tian Lei Hammer", "Bone Chain" and "Xuan Mo Ling Arrow", can be operated. The other innate weapons have all become illusory and hazy, which suggests that there are still similar creatures in this world.

After clarifying his situation, Yu Yuan extended his divine sense to search around for some spiritual creatures to inquire about relevant information.

However, although there are lives that can open up their spirituality, they are silent about this matter. They have no idea what era it is, where they are, or even what the red cloud represents.

After spending a few breaths without obtaining any useful information, Yu Yuan turned into a golden light and flew away.

For Yu Yuan, time has become very precious.

According to the Chaos Clock, he can stay in this area for a maximum of thirty minutes.

Therefore, he needs to race against time to clarify the current historical period and location and try his best to collect more information.

In just a few breaths, Yu Yuan saw a seven-colored mist floating above a huge mountain. "A precious thing has appeared!" His eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately extended his consciousness to observe the scene inside the mountain.

He did not stop because of the wealth he saw, but whenever a treasure appeared, it would definitely attract many high-level cultivators. As expected, during his investigation, he found several men who were more than ten feet tall, wearing simple animal skins and with unusually strong bodies, circling the center of the valley and gradually converging their movements, showing extreme vigilance.

These people—are the Wu Clan! The moment he saw these primitive and rough-dressed figures, the word "Wu Clan" flashed through his mind.

What surprised him was that the creature surrounded by the group of giant witch warriors was not a ferocious monster, but a plant.

This plant is only a few feet tall, with a faint golden luster all over its body. Its leaves are large and wide, flowing like a large fan.

A refreshing fragrance slowly emanated from it. Between its huge golden leaves was a gigantic flower bud, as big as a millstone. The flower was gorgeous and dazzling, shining with soft light. A peaceful glow filled the air, lingering in the purple clouds.

It is obvious that the colorful clouds that just appeared before our eyes came from this strange flower bud.

This is probably the root of a magical medicine, and at this moment the warriors of the Witch Clan are heading straight for this destination.

However, Yu Yuan at this moment had no time to watch these wonderful scenes.

In order to quickly understand the situation here while avoiding others from using the portrait to track him, he used the art of transformation to change his appearance. His body became abnormally large, and his Taoist robe was transformed into a barbaric leather jacket.

After he was ready, he stood in front of many Wu clan strong men like a landing eagle. When he appeared, these big men who were holding their breath and staring with full concentration were slightly frightened, but they soon relaxed.

The chief man looked at Yu Yuan in confusion and asked, "Which tribe are you from? Why have I never seen you before?" There was a hint of surprise in his tone as he asked.

"I am a great warrior from the 'Mother Earth Tribe', my name is Pan Dapan!" Yu Yuan declared himself directly.

"Where is this? How many times has Zixiao Palace held classes? Has the demon race's kingdom of heaven been established? Do you know our great god, Venerable Hongyun?"

Upon hearing this, the chief witch glanced at Yu Yuan in confusion, and ignored his question, saying in a cold voice: "I am indeed Pan from the Earth Mother Tribe, but I have never heard of a witch with the same surname as me in the Earth Mother Tribe."

"Humph?"

It's incredible.

Yu Yuan was a little surprised. After carefully observing the big leader, he found that the man in front of him was indeed very similar to the "Pan Da Pan" in his memory, like a younger and slimmer version of "Pan".

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped. The younger version of "Pan" said, "Sir, I think you changed your appearance on purpose to confuse us and make us leave to get the spiritual root. Hehe, you didn't even think about it. We, the Wu Clan, have decided to take possession of this spiritual root!"

He ordered: "Come quickly, dig it out from the root together!"

"understand!"

A group of Great Witch Clan warriors immediately rushed over, holding various rough witch weapons in their hands, such as stone axes and wooden sticks made of bones.

At this moment, a golden light was seen illuminating the entire area, and a golden halo bloomed above the spiritual root. From the center of the halo emanated a breath that shook the heavens.

"Bah!"

A stream of air shining with golden light rushed out from the top edge of the spiritual root, then went around and spread out in all directions.