Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

In a certain open woods overgrown with weeds, there is a pond more than ten feet long in the middle, surrounded by exotic flowers and plants, but the middle is as smooth as a mirror.

But in the middle of the clear pool water, a fish with black light shining all over its body is swimming quietly. It has no scales on its body, and the light is the original divine light contained in its body.

Suddenly!

Not far away, a cloudy wind blew, causing ripples on the water surface. The eyes of the black fish swelled, as if sensing danger, the fish swung its tail, instantly submerged into the pool, and disappeared.

The cloudy wind comes first, and the black light comes later.

Heimang stopped at the pond, twisted and twitched, and turned into a figure. This person was wearing a black robe, and there was a slightly ferocious mark like black smoke between his eyebrows. He looked extremely handsome and became evil.

This person is Xu Yan of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

At this moment, he was like a wisp of black smoke, standing lightly on the pond without any ripples, and the breeze around him seemed to have stagnated after he came, not daring to blow.

Xu Yan focused his eyes on the deep pond, and after a while, he smiled very softly, the greed in his eyes was about to turn into substance and drip into the pond.

He chuckled, a wisp of black smoke appeared at his fingertips in vain, spiraling around like a swimming snake, flying up and down, flicked his fingers, and with a sound of "嗤", the end of the black smoke broke into the pond, and there were circles of faint waves in an instant. ripple.

After a while, Xu Yan's fingertips trembled, the black smoke trembled, he hooked his fingers lightly, and with a "poof", something jumped out of the pond, it was the black-striped fish from before.

Its head was bound by a thin thread transformed from black smoke, it struggled and swayed, and let out a miserable cry of "wuwu". No matter how swollen its eyes were and how pitiful it was, Xu Yan still sneered, There seemed to be a hint of cruelty.

Just after Xu Yan took the black-striped fish, there were a few muffled noises from the calm water surface, followed by a series of bubbles, and the water surface violently churned.

The next moment, a bloody tentacle as thick as a bucket and with suction cups like an octopus rushed out of the pool, opened its teeth and claws, and directly attacked Xu Yan.

Xu Yan snorted coldly, the black smoke from his fingertips was as sharp as a knife's edge, drawing a mysterious trajectory, directly cut off the attacking object, and sprinkled a large amount of black blood.

The water in the pool rumbled, turned into a water dragon, and suddenly spewed out, Xu Yan's face became more and more indifferent, and he shouted: "Looking for death!"

He was shaken all over, and countless thin black smoke shot out of his body, passed through the water dragon, and went directly to the bottom of the pool.

After a scream, the originally clear water in the pool was dyed black, and there was no more waves in the pond, and it became calm again.

"Octopus cuttlefish? I didn't expect that there was an underground river hidden below. If it hadn't escaped so fast, it might be good to taste cuttlefish."

Xu Yan sneered, that salivating look full of viciousness.

He tapped his toes, ascended into the void, looked around, felt something in his heart, and immediately pinched the magic formula, his body turned into a wisp of black smoke again, and shot away into the distance.

 …

the other side.

Yang Buyi searched for the induction, and after beheading a demon eagle, he found the second Luck Talisman in its lair.

At this moment, he suddenly turned around,

On a big tree not far away, a handsome and somewhat refined young scholar was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"This is Wen Xun from Haoranju. Your Excellency looks a little unfamiliar. Forgive my ignorance. I don't know which sect you are a disciple of?"

Wen Xun tapped his toes lightly, his movements were extremely graceful, and he landed lightly in front of Yang Buyi, looking at him with a smile.

Yang Buyi glanced at him indifferently, and said slowly: "Yuanhai Xiaoxiu, it's not worth mentioning."

"Heh, is that so, Jindan rank three, even if you have the strength of rank six, it is indeed a minor repair, hand over your luck talisman."

While Wen Xun was smiling, his face became vicious in an instant, and the folding fan in his hand directly pressed against Yang Buyi's throat, unexpectedly attacking him suddenly.

collapse!

The sudden explosion startled Wen Xun, and then his complexion distorted and became extremely ugly, even with a trace of fear.

Because when his folding fan touched Yang Buyi's throat, he couldn't advance an inch at the moment his throat squirmed, and his flesh body blocked his treasure, it was really horrifying.

"Excellent Your Excellency, nice to meet, nice to meet, farewell, farewell!" A trace of horror flashed in Wen Xun's eyes, and he clasped his fists pretending to be calm, turned around and flew into the void.

After wiping off his cold sweat, Wen Xun looked back, only to find that Yang Buyi was silently following behind him like a ghost, and he was startled.

"Teleportation? What do you want to do?" Although Yang Buyi had a smile on his face, Wen Xun felt chills all over his body.

"Leave now? Won't you stay and chatter a few words?" Yang Buyi grinned, put his hand on Wen Xun's shoulder, and said with a smile, "There's no need to say polite words, leave everything on your body, Hand over the luck talisman, maybe I will let you go."

"Hmph, I'm sorry..." Wen Xun took a step back and got rid of Yang Buyi's palm. His voice was low and expressionless, and he refused without hesitation. There was a touch of true strength secretly gathered in his palm. .

Yang Buyi heard this, his eyes turned cold, and his figure gradually became blurred.

The next moment, a figure appeared in front of Wen Xun as quickly as lightning.

With a palm thrust out, a five-element sword energy shot out from it, slashing towards Wen Xun's arm.

However, Wen Xun's reaction was also extremely fast, a short blade suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a sudden swing, a crescent-shaped yellow blade shot out, leaving a trace in the void, facing the Five Elements Sword Qi .

There was a muffled "bang"!

After a head-on blow from the yellow sword light and the five-element sword energy, they became deadlocked in the air.

"Small tricks!"

Yang Buyi sneered, turned his body and raised his other arm, and slapped forward again.

This palm is exactly the palm print transformed by the perfect divine skill of the top-level esoteric art. It is about ten feet in size. With a light grip, it shatters the crescent moon knife light, and continues to slap towards Wen Xun.

Wen Xun's expression changed. There was no way to avoid such a short distance. He could only open his mouth suddenly and spray out a green ball.

After turning around, it turned into a green wooden shield with a creaking sound. The spirit pattern on the surface flashed, and a green light curtain blocked in front of him.

"Boom"!

The green light curtain was hit by the giant palm, and the giant palm shattered, and when the light green wooden shield trembled, several cracks suddenly appeared on the surface.

Wen Xun only felt a huge force rushing towards him from the air, and his figure shot out involuntarily, hitting a big tree several feet away with his body and shield.

The big tree surrounded by several people was broken with a "bang" sound.

"This person's palm strength is as heavy as a mountain, and his body is like a treasure. It's really terrifying..." Wen Xun's expression changed suddenly, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Buyi laughed out loud, and at the same time, after a flash, he appeared in front of Wen Xun again, spreading out his palms.

"Hand over your things!"

"Fellow Daoist, stay on top of everything, I've already lost to you, what else do you want?" Wen Xun paled, coughed a few times, got up and said angrily.

"I'm afraid you have forgotten your situation. Please pay attention to your attitude. Didn't you just say that, hand over everything on your body, and I can let you go."

As soon as Yang Buyi raised his hand, his zhenqi surged, and the five elements zhenqi instantly condensed into a giant palm, and immediately pinched Wen Xun's neck, and said coldly.

Saying that, he brutally took his storage bag over, and found a luck talisman and many pills and treasures inside.

"You..." Seeing Yang Buyi's sudden movement, Wen Xun was annoyed, but he had no choice but to say coldly, "Okay, you've got the storage bag, I can leave now."

"Leave?" Yang Buyi sneered.

"What? Do you still want to kill me?" Wen Xun sneered, obviously fearless.

When Yang Buyi heard this, there was a hint of sneer in his eyes, before Wen Xun could speak again, the phantom shadow of the giant palm fell down like a hill.

After a loud bang and a scream, Wen Xun made no more sound. Looking at Wen Xun who was beaten half to death, Yang Buyi said a few words to himself:

"Bad attitude. Although the rules forbid killing people, they didn't say that you can't hurt people!"

Yang Buyi coldly glanced at the half-dead Wen Xun on the ground, soared into the sky and disappeared into the void.

 …

"Haha... I didn't expect that there was a lucky charm hidden in this chaotic stone forest, which is really surprising..."

A man in a yellow shirt smiled, stepped on the bodies of several stone figures, came to the central holy stone, jumped up, landed on the top of the stone, and picked up the luck talisman.

"Idiot, that's not what you deserve!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the man's ear, and at the same time, a powerful monster aura permeated the void around him.

"Who is sneaking around here!" The man's complexion changed, and he quickly released his consciousness to check the surrounding situation.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from his ears, and then his back felt cold, and the beating heart in his chest suddenly ignited, it was a mass of emerald green flame.

The young man yelled, his eyes went dark, and his body immediately fell from mid-air, and the moment he landed, he "jumped", his whole body was wrapped in billowing green flames and turned into ashes, leaving only a mass of terrified spirits. Trembling, "Bi Yan...Boy..."

Boy Biyan seems young, and he looks cute and cute, but he did not expect to be cruel and decisive when he started his hands.

Boy Biyan took the Luck Talisman, with a satisfied expression on his face, and after taking the young man's storage bag, he immediately rushed away.

...

In a canyon that is tens of feet deep, a white cloud is slowly escaping close to the ground. Above the white cloud, a young man in white robes stands facing the wind. It is Yang Buyi.

In the next few days, Yang Buyi failed to find the Luck Talisman, and faintly felt that the luck around him became disordered. Every time he sensed it, he changed direction after rushing over. Obviously, the search and competition for the Luck Talisman came. later stage.

During this period, he had no contact with other sect disciples, but he discovered a lot of monsters and medicinal materials, and gained a lot.

After all, he already has three luck talismans, and has the qualifications to enter the inheritance. Now is not a good opportunity to fight with each other. Waiting for others to collect more luck talismans before robbing them is the way to wait for work.

Why not take this opportunity to find some spiritual herbs and medicines. After all, the medicines grown here are rare, and many of them surprised him.

Not long ago, Senior Renwangjian sensed that there was a treasure in this remote canyon, so he came here on a cloud.

Not long after, a fairy grass was found in a hidden crevice of the rocks, exuding bursts of extremely rich aura.

When he walked in, he found that this tall spirit grass was about an inch long, exuding a gorgeous light and accompanied by a faint fragrance.

"It turned out to be a three-thousand-year-old four-leaf clover." Seeing this joy, Yang Buyi couldn't help but mutter to himself.

If the clover is not a very rare spiritual herb, but this herb has a special feature, that is, it has the opportunity to transform.

Clover can be seen occasionally in some mountains and rivers with strong aura, and there is nothing special about it, but most of them are three-leaf clover, and four-leaf clover is extremely rare.

Clover is a low-grade elixir, while clover is a small holy medicine. The large span of it shows that its effect is extraordinary.

If people are lucky enough to get the four-leaf clover, they will not use it as medicine, but raise it well, and with it by their side, it will bring luck invisibly, which is its greatest effect.

Fairy Taiqing said before that Wenrou Tomb is rich in resources, but she didn't expect to encounter such a level of spiritual grass, so Yang Buyi was overjoyed.

As a small holy medicine, the Clover Clover already possesses spiritual wisdom. At this moment, it is not afraid, but flutters its four emerald green leaves, as if blinking, examining Yang Buyi.

Yang Buyi was not in a hurry, he smiled quietly and waited for its decision, after a while, the Four Leaf Lucky Immortal Grass uprooted, floated into his arms, and rubbed his face with its emerald green leaves.

With a chuckle, he took out an exquisite box without a lid and put it in it.

After harvesting a four-leaf lucky fairy grass, Yang Buyi was overjoyed.

This four-leaf lucky fairy grass will accumulate luck for him in the days to come, and maybe in a certain period of time in the future, his character will explode.

With the glazed bowl, the Four-leaf Lucky Immortal Grass will benefit from being by Yang Buyi's side. Maybe in the future, he will be able to achieve holy medicine, innate holy medicine, or even...

Yang Buyi nodded in satisfaction, and immediately soared up to the sky, condensing a cloud of white clouds, sitting cross-legged on it, the white clouds floating leisurely, while he let go of his consciousness, looking at everything below, looking at ease.

A mountain range, like a giant dragon sleeping on the ground, stretches out for thousands of miles.

The eight golden flame eagles Qingyue made long calls, hovered in the sky, spit out flames from time to time, and attacked the three people below.

The three of them were miserable, tired of parrying, looked at each other, and suddenly formed a sword formation with their sword tactics. At the same time, a powerful sword energy shot up into the sky, and there was a huge wave of spiritual power in the void.

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