I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Inside the Qiankun bag is a piece of white tortoise shell, the whole body is as smooth as jade, the inspiration is restrained, the concentric ring pattern is clear, and there is no flaw on the ten-foot-long tortoise shell. It should be a turtle with a lifespan of more than [-] years. Back scutellum.

This was supposed to be the only treasure for cultivators in the foundation building period to refine the magic weapon for body protection and defense, but he didn't expect it to have been kept in the treasury until now, and he finally encountered it.

Feng Yuanjiu stroked the Fuxiqin, which was the size of a jade pendant, and decided in his heart that his luck seemed to have increased a lot since he got the soul of the piano, and it seemed that every time he fell asleep, a pillow would be brought to him.

For example, he was short of a tortoise shell at his hand to perform Lianshanyishu, so he met a piece of white tortoise shell that was perfect for him in this secret storehouse.

Now that he found something he wanted, Feng Yuanjiu would not continue to waste time in this secret storehouse. He fiddled with the Qiankun bag, and moved the white tortoise shell inside into the starry Qiankun bag on his waist. Yuan Jiu didn't delay any longer, stepped into the door and exited the secret vault.

But after a breath, he returned to Wutong Valley.

Feng Yuanjiu bowed respectfully and saluted, his movements were as pleasing to the eye as flowing clouds and flowing water: "Please also ask the elder to open the next secret storehouse entrance."

After a wave of familiar inspiration, the same Guangmen as the previous one appeared behind Feng Yuanjiu's left rear.

Feng Yuanjiu stepped in without any hesitation.

The portal is no longer full of exquisite shelves, but stone pillars made of jade. There are 110 five stone pillars in total. A treasure of heaven, material and earth that inspired inspiration.

Feng Yuanjiu used the flying talisman to barely pass through the stone pillars, and finally chose a spirit boat that could be driven by spirit stones among the many treasures.

The third secret library is the tops of mountains floating in the mist, with a total of 36 peaks. If you don’t go to the top of the mountain, you can’t see what treasures are placed on the top of the mountain.

Feng Yuanjiu tried the flying talisman, halfway through the flight with the help of the flying talisman, he could no longer approach those floating peaks.

At this time, Feng Yuanjiu also understood why his second uncle gave him a mediocre speed shuttle—although the speed was mediocre, it was just the limit of his current cultivation, and it was used to climb peaks to retrieve treasures and then It's just right.

After figuring out the imperial formula, Feng Yuanjiu stepped on the shuttle and slowly lifted into the air. When he flew over the mountain peak closest to him, the shuttle failed instantly and fell straight down.

He fell to the ground with a bang, covered in grass clippings, but luckily the shuttle was not damaged, Feng Yuanjiu took the shuttle back into the palm of his hand, slowly brushed off the grass on his wide sleeves, and pinched it clean again. Yi Curse, just tried to climb up two steps, his feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and all the spells lost their effectiveness. After a little calculation, he could barely climb a mountain in three days. After realizing "Lian Shan Yi", you don't have to rely on luck to choose.

After calculating the heaven's secrets with Lianshan Yishu, Feng Yuanjiu flew towards the second floating peak without hesitation.

Duiwei's second floating mountain is covered with snow, and it looks like a whole piece of flawless jade from a distance. However, it does not have the hardness and warmth of beautiful jade when it falls on it. The bone marrow was soaked, and a fine layer of hoarfrost instantly hung on the temples and eyebrows, as if they were about to be frozen into ice sculptures at the flick of their fingers, and it was so cold that people panicked.

The "Taiyi Guiyuan Xuanlu", which is running on its own in the meridians, is stimulated by the cold evil, and the speed of operation is more than three times faster in an instant. The white metal essence, the black water attribute essence and the yellow earth attribute essence are as fine as filaments. Compared with the slightly thicker red fire-attributed true essence and blue-colored wood-attributed true essence, they are entangled in one place with the tendency of the five elements to generate and restrain each other, wandering through the eight extraordinary meridians, and the cold evil that invades the meridians will flow into them wherever they pass. The black water attribute is within the true essence.

The chill in the body gradually receded, and the stiff legs and feet regained consciousness. Feng Yuanjiu observed the true energy in his body circulating for a week, and confirmed that there was no abnormality except that the water attribute true energy was growing at an undetectable speed. , then withdrew from the inner view and raised his feet to walk to the top of the mountain.

The waist-high snow made it very difficult for Feng Yuanjiu to walk. Fortunately, he was tenacious by nature and had a firm heart for the Tao, so he managed to climb to the top of the mountain when the hourglass in his hand was pouring out the last grain of sand.

Not a single blade of grass grows on the mountaintop platform, hot flames spew out among the black rocks, and red crystals the size of a fist are suspended in the purple flames, jumping and churning.

The force of repelling and squeezing space that suddenly appeared and grew larger and lingered around the body. The moment Feng Yuanjiu was pushed out of this place, Feng Yuanjiu didn't even think about it, and directly reached out and grabbed the red crystal suspended in the flames.

The burning pain that went straight into the soul was accompanied by a whirl of heaven and earth, as if a thousand years had passed, but it was only a blink of an eye that he returned to Wutong Valley.

The luxuriant sycamore tree still covered the sky and the sun, and the sunlight that fell from the gaps in the branches and leaves fell on the body of the young man fainted on the endless fallen leaves, leaving mottled spots on that too gorgeous face, but it didn't weaken him at all. Half looks.

Feng Yuanjiu fell into a coma from noon until the sun set.

Just when the Supreme Elder who was hiding in the depths of Wutong Valley was about to show up to find out, the boy lying in the fallen leaves finally opened his eyes.

A pair of natural charming fox eyes changed from misty to clear and indifferent. Feng Yuanjiu got up, even though there were a few weeds and three to five fallen leaves on his hair, it didn't make him less handsome.

The hand hidden in the sleeve silently clenched the fist-sized hard object in the palm, Feng Yuanjiu respectfully saluted Kong Kong: "Retire, kid."

Feng Yuanjiu bowed and paused for a few breaths. Seeing that none of the elders had any intention of speaking, he turned around and walked out of Wutong Valley with his back straight.

Outside the Wutong Valley, the little Tong Yuanbao was sitting on a tree branch and dozing off.

Feng Yuanjiu stood under the tree and looked up at Yuan Bao, then slowly slid to the ground leaning on the sycamore wood that was thick enough for three children to hug.

Without a trace, he hid the hard object in his palm into the Qiankun bag, and Feng Yuanjiu used the most basic water attribute rain talisman to lure a pool of clear water to land on Yuanbao's head: "Come down, help me back to the bamboo house."

Yuan Bao wiped his face, slid down the tree trunk, jumped lightly when he was two meters above Feng Yuanjiu's head, and landed firmly beside Feng Yuanjiu.

When Feng Yuanjiu returned to the bamboo house, he closed the door directly.

When pouring the ingot with the rain talisman, Feng Yuanjiu suddenly realized that this time the clear water he brought in was twice as big as usual, and the water attribute essence in his body seemed to have more than doubled in size.

Sitting on the cloud bed and looking inside, it is indeed so.

The true essence swimming in the meridians has become a bit thicker, and the water attribute true essence that was originally only as thin as a hair has become about the same thickness as the fire attribute true essence, and is more solid than it.

This is the beauty of "Taiyi Guiyuan Xuanlu". Under extreme circumstances, the relatively weak spiritual root can be strengthened according to the five elements' mutual generation and mutual restraint to balance the five elements in the body, thereby changing the insufficiency of innate aptitude. Nine is the root cause of still insisting on practicing this exercise after obtaining the "Secret Book of Immemorial Tianyin".

The biggest harvest of this treasure selection trip is the thickened water attribute spiritual root. Correspondingly, the cultivation base he just skipped three times has also gone from the early stage of the fourth level of Qi Refining to the fourth level of Qi Refining. later stage.

In Yubai's palm lies a dark red stone with no light. The true energy does not invade the soul and the spirit does not enter. It has a strange shape. Even with the experience of 300 years in his previous life and 18 years in this life, he can't recognize what this stone is. What use it can be, we have to leave it for a later date.

The Taiqing sect is about to open the gate of the mountain, and there is no delay. Fortunately, the turtle back and scute used for the Lianshanyi technique does not need to be refined. It only needs to be roughed to the size of a palm and then put it by your side every day to warm it up. It can be refined with the help of the earth fire and sky furnace, and the monks of the Jindan stage can directly use the pill fire to refine it, and it can be done in three days.

This is easy, since his primordial spirit at the foundation stage still can't see through Zhuang Bo's cultivation, Zhuang Bo is at least a golden core stage monk, so he can just ask him to help refine the turtle's shield armor.

The time to refine the turtle's back scute can just be used to prepare for a long journey, and when the preparations are complete, you can set off for Taiqing.

Having made up his mind, Feng Yuanjiu pinched the clothes-cleaning formula twice to get rid of the dust on his body, changed the long robe that was burnt at the edge of the cuffs, took a selfie in the mirror, and tidied his appearance to be flawless. He wiped some fire-removing plaster on the burned right palm and left the gate.

Outside the bamboo house, the moonlight shines like a wash.

Zhuang Bo was sitting on the steps of the bamboo house, smoking his golden pipe, exhaling a puff of smoke from his mouth and nose, as if he had become a fairy.

Feng Yuanjiu sat next to Uncle Zhuang, and helped him put new shredded tobacco into the cigarette pot: "Uncle Zhuang, I'm going to go to Taiqing to learn from my teacher."

Zhuang Bo should have expected it a long time ago, and there was no accident. He looked at Feng Yuanjiu with a smile in his eyes for a moment, and said, "Go, you can't come to the road if you are bored at home and practice hard behind closed doors. Our brother Jiu is Feng Yuanjiu. The young phoenix of the family is destined to spread its wings and soar above the nine heavens."

Feng Yuanjiu always had a faint smile on his clear and cold face, as if the winter snow had just melted, taking up all the youth: "When I open up the world, I will definitely take you by my side."

Zhuang Bo, who guarded Feng Yuanjiu since he was a child, heard that Feng Yuanjiu had no intention of taking him on a long journey, and did not raise any objections. His childish face with snow-white beard and hair showed a bright smile, and Zhuang Bo said cheerfully: " Good! I will wait for Brother Jiu to achieve Dongxuan and cut off the evil thoughts of cause and effect!"

Cut off the cause and effect of evil thoughts and break through the barriers, and you will ascend.

Although Feng Yuanjiu's aptitude is mediocre, he has a firm heart towards the Tao, and never feels that the Tao is unpredictable. Apart from being influenced by the Yuanshen, it has nothing to do with Zhuang Bo's constant encouragement at this time.

Feng Yuanjiu placed the ten-foot-long white tortoise shell in the Qiankun bag in the courtyard: "Uncle Zhuang, I have something to trouble you before I leave."

Zhuang Bo looked at this jade-like turtle back scute: "It's a good material for making shields."

Feng Yuanjiu raised his hand and pointed at the tortoise shell: "There is no need to refine it into a magic weapon, just trouble you to refine it so that I can hold it in my palm."

Zhuang Bo didn't ask any more questions, he nodded and said, "It can be done in half a day."

Feng Yuanjiu was overjoyed when he heard the words: "It's so good! I'm just worried that the Yuntai Mountains are too far away, and I don't have enough time!"

This land of Jiuzhou is vast and rich in resources, with high mountains and long roads. Even though it is also on East Qingzhou, the Lianyun Mountains where the Feng Clan's Blessed Land is located is adjacent to the Yuntai Mountains where the Taiqing School's Daoist Temple is located.

In three months, the only way to get to the Yuntai Mountains is to cross the Lianyun Mountains. One can imagine the dangers involved.

Zhuang Bo knew this, but he didn't stop him. Taoism came out of the world to cross the truth, Confucianism entered the world to cross people, and the devil sect crossed himself to seek freedom. Taoism, immortals, and demons, no matter what they cultivate, they all go against the sky and only seek ease. Can't build a road.

Zhuang Bo raised his right hand and grasped the tortoise shell more than ten feet long from the air. At the same time, the fire in the palm of his left hand turned the tortoise shell, which was harder than gold and stone, into a ball of milky white liquid in just three moments.

Get rid of the chaff and save the essence, return to the source, and engrave the formation.

Zhuang Bo controls the fire with one hand, and pinches the formula with the other, his fingertips flutter like butterflies wearing flowers.

Feng Yuanjiu was amazed by this crafting skill, until Zhuang Bo called softly, he recovered from the shock, hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood from the heart towards the tortoise shell that was about to be formed.

In this way, the tortoise shell was connected with his mind as if it had recognized the master's magic weapon, and it moved according to his thoughts.

When the first ray of morning light bloomed in the sky, the tortoise shell was finally refined. The smallest was no more than the size of a jujube, and the largest could be five feet long. Feng Yuanjiu had a thought and put the tortoise shell, which was the size of an egg, into his palm to play with. He was very happy: "Uncle Zhuang, you are truly a treasure!"

Zhuang Bo chuckled, "It's just some crude tricks, what kind of treasure."

Feng Yuanjiu shook his head and said: "For me, you are a treasure. Without your protection, I can't say whether I can develop a sense of qi."

"Jiu Ge'er's current cultivation is all due to your hard work, what does it have to do with me?" Zhuang Bo refuted Feng Yuanjiu, and then immediately lowered his face, "This tortoise shell is made, Jiu Geer is about to set off .Before I leave, I have a few words to tell you."

Feng Yuanjiu stood up, stood with hands down, and made a gesture of listening to the elder's instruction: "Speak."

Zhuang Bo took a few mouthfuls of his golden cigarette pouch, and fumbled for a piece of sapphire from his waist: "Although the old man knows some tricks, he dare not teach you casually so as not to delay your search for the Dao. This longevity lock is Miss Lin. It was given to me before I left. She entrusted me to give it to you when you are an adult. The young lady said that this is the only thing your father left you. You should know what you should know."

This was the first time Feng Yuanjiu heard someone mention his biological father directly, he pursed his lips for a moment of silence, and asked, "Has mother ever told me who he is?"

Uncle Zhuang shook his head: "No. When Miss came back from exploring the ancient ruins, she had you. She kept her identity as a secret all along. Maybe the master knew, but other people only knew that the uncle had a higher level of cultivation than the lady. It should be a person with profound Taoism. great power."

When Feng Yuanjiu heard this, she nodded her head expressionlessly, but she was thinking in her heart--the road to cultivating immortals is long, not only to find her mother, but Xiao Yuanjiu has to find her father.