Looking at the Nine Birds Sacrificing Plate for Bi Fang, it was slowly turning into quicksand and gray powder, but Zhang Shiping looked at another Nine Birds Sacrifice Plate with Chongming Bird painted on it for a long time, but there was no change at all.

He couldn't help but sighed, and flicked his sleeves, there were four more stone plates on the table in a blink of an eye, juxtaposed with the Nine Bird Sacrificial Plate with the Chongming True Spirit Bird painted on it.

Bi Fang, Shang Fu, Kunpeng, Nine-headed Niao, Chongming Niao... Zhang Shiping looked at them one by one, thinking to himself that there were five kinds of stone tablets he had obtained before, and among these five kinds of sacrificial stone plates, only There are two sacrificial stone slabs depicting Bi Fang, absorbed by the bronze lamp.

With deep eyes, he stared at the beating blue flame of the bronze lamp, and tapped the jade and yellow bamboo table with his right index finger, recalling the vision of the true spirit when the three-legged Golden Crow, Bi Fang and Qinglong fought decades ago.

It has only been a few decades so far, which is not too long in the eyes of Jindan Nascent Soul monks. Many monks thought of the green dragon phantom five or six thousand years ago, and connected it with the true spirit fight this time, thinking about the connection between the two times.

Five or six thousand years is an extremely long time for low-level monks, but for true spirits like them, it may be just a short moment. Zhang Shiping once speculated that the lifespan of a Qi-training cultivator is one hundred years, the foundation is three or four years old, the golden core is eight hundred years, and the Yuanying is more than two thousand years. When these true spirits arrive, how long can they live?

Thirty thousand years, 50,000 years, 100,000 years... a million years, or is it really possible to live forever and live forever?

Zhang Shiping was not the only one who thought this way, several Jindan monks who had a better relationship with him in the city had talked about this several times in the tea time after dinner.

Regarding these true spirit visions, the human race's views are almost like that of Zhang Shiping and other Golden Core cultivators. If the true spirit appeared in front of these Golden Core cultivators, perhaps a little bit of that presence could wipe out the low-ranking cultivators.

This has nothing to do with killing and sin, just like when people walk, they never care how much dust they step on.

However, because of the real spirit phantom fight, the relationship between the sea dragons and some birds and monsters suddenly turned cold. Yuanying Zhenjun next to him saw a big joke, but what most of them didn't know was that Venerable Hongyue was carefully controlling the level of the fight.

In the eyes of the monster clan, this is not just a simple phenomenon of heaven and earth, they value the purity of the bloodline of the clan more, and this bloodline is inherited by the ancient big monster and even the true spirit. The fighting of true spirits outside the territory naturally affected the relationship between the various races of the monster clan. Among them, there was naturally Venerable Hongyue who tampered with it in secret. It's just that this kind of thing, under the control of Huashen Yaozun, did not spread wantonly.

Originally, Venerable Hongyue wanted to take the opportunity to stir up conflicts between the monster clan with the blood of the three-legged Golden Crow and Bi Fang Zhenling in their bodies and the dragon of the sea clan, thereby weakening the strength of the sea clan and the monster clan. When I went to find Xuanshan to discuss with Venerable Xifeng, I just learned from the junior Nascent Soul of Xifeng Pavilion that these two people had left this world without saying a word decades ago.

When he was frightened and angry, he wanted to slap those Nascent Soul cultivators in Xifeng Pavilion to death. Fortunately, Venerable Xifeng left the location of the crack in the space to the descendants of the family, and when Venerable Hongyue came to look for it, Then hand it over to Venerable Hongyue, and Xifeng Pavilion escaped unharmed. And until Xuanshan and Xifeng had already left this world, the Nascent Soul cultivator of Xifeng Pavilion was able to be entrusted by Venerable Xifeng, so naturally he would not talk about it.

As for the space crack at the foot of Baimang Mountain and Yuran Mountain, after Venerable Hongyue learned about it, he left everything behind and rushed over to check it, but it was just as he expected, but the space crack was formed from Xuanshan and Xifeng. After the two of them passed, the world had almost been restored, and it was impossible for the cultivator to pass through, so he returned full of disappointment.

Without the help of the two comrades, he didn't dare to be too unscrupulous. He could only provoke the relationship between the monster clan a little bit, planted a few nails for them, and missed such a good opportunity.

He couldn't do nothing about this kind of thing just because Xuanshan and Xifeng left, otherwise, with the temperament of the two old fellows Qianmu and Qingjiao, they would definitely notice something.

Under the real and false, the situation in Nanzhou is still under the control of Venerable Hongyue.

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Time passed slowly.

Looking at the stone slab, Zhang Shiping found that 90% of it had been turned into dust, and only a small fist-sized stone remained. Turned into gray dust.

And the cyan-blue flame emitted by the bronze lamp became deeper~lightnovelpub.net~ and slowly turned into a deep blue. This kind of flame is already 70% similar to the Bifang real fire that was sent out in the vision of Bifang's real spirit at that time.

Zhang Shiping's eyes flashed, he immediately took the bronze lamp, turned around and entered the quiet room, sat cross-legged on the futon, and then used various ritual methods to observe the changes in the bronze lamp.

One day, two days... half a month later.

A young man in a light blue gown in the valley, holding a golden light pen with a very serious expression, the pen is stained with some cinnabar talisman paste that has been prepared, and stroke by stroke on a piece of yellow talisman paper that is three inches long and one inch wide On it, sketching, between the turns of the pen, it is already quite organized.

After he drew the last stroke, the aura of the runes on the yellow talisman flickered, the aura of heaven and earth slowly poured in, and the aura of wood attribute in the talisman gradually became stronger, but the next moment, The originally calm and calm boy looked towards Yan Zhong with a look of horror.

In the quiet room in the valley, I saw a group of faint blue flames just enough to envelop people, quietly floating in midair, and there was a faint silver-white flame in the faint blue flames.

Zhang Shiping sat cross-legged in the air, with his hands on his knees, palms facing the sky, silver and white flames continuously appeared from three inches around his body, merged with the blue flames, and then turned into strands of black flames, following his breath , into his nose and mouth, along with the aura, it melted into the meridians, and finally returned to the dantian.

There is a red pagoda and four green swords, floating in the black flames, and the precious light is floating.

Zhang Shiping's mind was leisurely, immersed in it, the spiritual energy in the green bamboo valley surged and came majesticly, and above the quiet room where he sat cross-legged, it turned into a spiritual energy vortex with a radius of two or three miles, almost comparable to the spiritual energy vortex after the alchemy. comparable to.