Chapter three hundred and fifty seventh tasteless
Half a step is a general term for the gap between the human world and the dark world. It means that one could have reincarnation in one step, but because of its deep obsession, it is more than half a step. Because of its special nature, many random cultivators who have achieved success come back here to try to make breakthroughs in order to use the special environment here to make their own breakthroughs fail and survive half-dead.
Therefore, in every place, there are more or less gatherings of scattered cultivators with advanced cultivation. Some of them are still struggling, while others have given up.
Therefore, their attitudes were different when facing the little demons who were looking for it.
Some had a smile in their eyes, some were filled with obvious malice, and some were watching the little demon come to the managers here with a playful expression.
"Former... Former... Senior! This is what my master asked me to bring." The little demon, who had not yet completely transformed, spoke tremblingly and handed over the half-rolled Taoist sutra in his hand.
"It's just a river god who is a small river, and dares to claim to be the lord of the mansion?" The manager is a casual cultivator who condenses the Yin God. He just doesn't know because he has been staying for a long time, or has not had spiritual objects to nourish the body for a long time, or practice the problem of practicing. His face is pale, and he can't see a trace of blood. His whole person looks a little stiff, and it's not surprising that he is regarded as a zombie.
He picked up the half-rolled Taoist sutra and said stiffly: "Boy, what happened to your river god, you even took out this thing. I thought he would keep this thing until he died."
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Although the manager had no expression on his face, the sarcasm in his words was obvious. A casual cultivator said curiously: "Old man Yu, what is the origin of this thing? It can make you evaluate it like this."
The manager named Old Man Yu held the half-roll of Taoist scripture and spoke ironically: "Do you know the blessed land of Tianzhu Mountain?"
"Of course I know, where is the rare blessed land of our generation. Unfortunately, it has been defeated now. The earth's energy has shifted and the blessed land has collapsed. It is said that there are no cultivators on Tianzhu Mountain now."
The person who answered was not a fool, and immediately guessed that this sutra had something to do with the blessing land of Tianzhu Mountain, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Old man Yu knew what the other party was thinking at a glance, and coldly broke the other party's fantasy: "You think you are the only smart person in the world. When the blessing land of Tianzhu Mountain was in decline, everyone could go. Didn't everyone find anything useful? This half-rolled Taoist sutra..."
Old man Yu threw him on the table: "Thirty years ago, when he was discovered, he was priceless; ten years ago, he was a good thing; now he is just a useless person."
"Why do you say that?" The little demon raised his head, his divine power surged, and his pupils turned into snake pupils, but the Qingshui God descended on the little demon with some method.
"I told you back then that you would sell it as soon as possible. You didn't listen. Although your sutra was one of the inheritance scriptures of the Tianzhu Mountain Blessings in the past, how long has the Tianzhu Mountain Blessings been defeated now? It's been a hundred years! The earth veins on earth are moving. Thirty years ago, if someone took this volume of Taoist scripture and followed the Tianzhu Mountain veins, even if he couldn't find the fundamental inheritance of the Tianzhu Mountain veins, he could find some earth qi left by the blessings. A piece of earth qi purified by the blessings is a good material to build a new blessings. Your sutra is naturally priceless."
Old man Yu looked at the little monster whose face became ugly and smiled strangely: "Ten years ago, the veins of Tianzhu Mountain began to change, and the earth energy left by the blessed land naturally collapsed, but at that time, the earth energy of the blessed land must have been left, so your sutra can still be called a good thing. As for now, without the assistance of Tianzhu Mountain, how much content in your sutra can be used for people to practice? The breath may be related to the inheritance of Tianzhu Mountain, but can it be found?"
"Why didn't you say that?"
Qingshui Shen, who was attached to the little demon, asked, and Old Man Yu still laughed: "Because I was threatened, he said that I would not be allowed to interfere in the matter of Tianzhu Mountain for a hundred years. So thirty years ago, I thought about asking you to buy the Taoist scriptures, and I was so angry with him. I didn't expect that you were so greedy and short-sighted."
"So that's it! I said why you were so attentive at the beginning..." Qingshui God opened the half-volume Taoist sutra, pointed to one of the paragraphs, and said, "Although you are right, the premise is that my Taoist sutra does not involve how to build a blessing land."
As soon as this statement came out, many casual cultivators who had given up on Old Man Yu were focusing their eyes in the hands of Qingshui God. Behind Old Man Yu, a huge shadow that had mostly disappeared from the void appeared. A terrifying and cold aura fell, suppressing everyone present.
He looked down at the direction pointed by Qingshui God. The shadow behind him disappeared instantly. He himself slowly returned to his position and said to everyone beside him: "Who are you interested in accepting this order?"
"Old man Yu, is the content of this sutra true?" A casual cultivator who also condensed the Yin God and had a cold breath all over his body stepped forward, without the theory of Qingshui God, staring at the manager and asking.
"It's true! But it doesn't involve the fundamentals, just mentioning a little bit, for you and me, it's just a reference. Why, are you interested in it?"
The casual cultivator, who was called the old ghost, looked at the Qingshui God: "Is there any more content in the other half of the Taoist sutra in your hand that involves the blessed land? How many are there?"
"Not much!" Qingshui Shen was silent for a long time. Under the old man's smile, he chose to tell the truth: "There is no fundamental content involved. Most of them are how to choose the earth veins, build traction formations, and some taboos and taboos. How to build a blessed land is not specific."
"Is this true?" The old ghost looked at Qingshui God, pondered for a while, and said, "I can take this order, but as a reward, you not only want to give me a complete Taoist scripture, but I also want a Mingxi River Qi."
When Qingshui Shen heard this, his face changed slightly. The Mingxi River Qi is one of the fundamentals of a river and represents the self-purification function of the river. Because the attributes and tendencies of each river are different, the name of Mingxi River Qi is different. For example, the Mingxi River Qi of Qingshui River can be called Mingxi Qingshui Spiritual Qi.
Extracting such a spiritual energy will inevitably damage the vitality of Qingshui River. He must have to work hard for twenty or thirty years before repairing it.
Unlike the change of Qingshui God's expression, Old Man Yu said as if he was pointing out: "Old ghost, are you determined to come?"
"My body can't last long, and I don't expect any blessings anymore. Now I don't have that time to sacrifice the magic weapon. If I want to continue living, I can only go this way."
Although the old ghost said this as if he was very sad, many casual cultivators around him showed envious expressions when they heard this. After hearing this, the clear water god also looked righteous: "Get a deal."
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