Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune starts from Tianshi Mansion

Chapter 136: Expanding Opportunities, True Yin Bamboo Core (2 updates, 10,000 words arrive)

The old Taoist priest Huang Sanqian is dying.

Instead, his face lost the gloom and fanaticism just now.

Although he was dying, his face was peaceful.

"No...it was Pindao who lost his mind before...it was Pindao who was wrong..."

Huang Sanqian looked at Lei Jun and said with difficulty: "I don't know what to call you, friend? Thank you for stopping Pindao..."

Lei Jun nodded slightly, then shook his head again and said honestly:

"I really don't like what you're doing, but apart from that, another reason is that I won't allow you to use the blood river method to stop the Jade Belt River for seven days."

Huang Sanqian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Do fellow Taoists also need to use the Yudai River? Haha... No matter how you say it, this life of a poor Taoist must be over.

Even if there are no Taoist friends, the poor Taoist forcefully sacrifices the evil way of blood to refine the magic sword, which is against his own Taoist tradition and will not succeed...

If you dare to cross...to cross the catastrophe of the natural chasm, there is no hope at all...you will only die without a burial place.

It’s a pity that at the end of this life, I have done something wrong and nothing has been accomplished! "

As he spoke, his voice gradually became fainter.

Then the old Taoist priest's aura was completely cut off.

Lei Jun looked at the other party and shook his head slightly.

He waved his hand and disposed of Huang Sanqian's body as well.

The Yudai River has been successfully cut off by him.

And it is a relatively normal method and does not pollute water sources.

The stream water, because of Lei Jun's magic, gradually began to accumulate.

Lei Junjing waited for three days.

The stream must not only be temporarily cut off, but must be restored later.

Otherwise, winning the lottery will turn into winning the lottery.

Unable to sense any changes in the Xirang flag and the talisman left by him on the north side of Xiaoye Peak, Lei Jun stayed in the upper reaches of the Yudai River.

This unexpected incident caused by Huang Sanqian forced Lei Jun to take some time to deal with the aftermath.

He had no intention of doing things in a high-profile manner, he just wanted to prevent anyone from approaching the upper reaches of Yudai River again.

A very small number of those monks who escaped returned in less than three days.

But Lei Jun noticed it early and asked his panda to scare it away, so that the other party did not dare to approach.

The good news is that there are no more unexpected complications.

The monks who escaped also knew that the so-called treasure left by the predecessor's cave was Huang Sanqian's trap.

In this way, no one will call their friends to take risks again in a short period of time.

As the fortune teller above said, Lei Jun's trip was a smooth one.

There was no real descendant of the Blood River Sect coming.

According to Lei Jun's estimation, Huang Sanqian should be just like Chen Yi, who just accidentally obtained the secret technique of blood river.

Then, the old Taoist priest took a risk and wanted to use the blood river secret technique to help him refine a magic weapon, thereby breaking through the bottleneck of his cultivation.

Unfortunately, this is destined to be a fantasy.

Chen Yi didn't mention that he might have other bigger secrets. He practiced the blood river secret technique just as a secret killer move in a fight.

His own Taoist tradition is to truly focus on the Taoist Fulu sect and practice the true teachings of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.

But here, the blood river method has begun to erode the foundation of the old Taoist Huang Sanqian.

Let's assume that there are extraordinary talents in this world who can transcend the boundaries of body and law and integrate the two completely different Taoisms of Wumen and Taoism into one body.

But at least it's not Huang Sanqian.

Deep down in his heart, he was afraid and understood that with the situation in front of him, even if the Blood River Magic Sword was made for him, he would have no hope of surviving the catastrophe and achieving the fourth level of heaven to extend his life.

If you dare to cross the natural chasm, you will probably die in disaster, and there will be no second outcome.

...But he was unwilling to give in after all.

Like a drowning man grasping for straw, he wants to grasp even the most illusory hope.

"But having said that, the Blood River Sect is really running around. In the Wumen Five Paths Tradition, they are both annoying and active."

Lei Jun looked towards the northwest.

Although it cannot be seen, that side is in the direction of the top of the ancestral court of the Shushan Sect.

Huang Sanqian accidentally obtained the secret technique of Blood River.

As for why the descendants of Blood River suddenly appeared in Bashu, I think the reason was the previous civil strife in Shushan.

The Descendants of Blood River are like sharks that smell fishy smell. Wherever there is fighting, they are there.

On the one hand, they are bloodthirsty and easy to kill.

On the other hand, even if they do not kill people themselves, wherever the blood, murderous, and death energy are abundant, it is a treasured place for their practice.

During the earlier battle around Longhu Mountain, the masters of the Blood River Sect had a hand in the fight.

This year's bloody civil war in Shushan also attracted people from the Blood River Sect.

... Lei Jun sometimes wonders, behind many fierce battles, are there people in the blood river secretly helping to fuel the flames, or even planning them?

Although they look bloodthirsty and violent, they don't seem like people who have the patience to do such delicate work, but combined with their cultivation path, it is really difficult for Lei Jun not to think too much.

"A shit stirrer... Okay, a blood stirrer." Lei Jun shook his head and restrained his divergent thoughts.

His attention returned to his primary goal at the moment.

As time goes by, the stream is cut off and the water accumulation naturally becomes more and more intense.

The spiritual energy contained in it also began to show signs of restlessness.

It seems as if a small flood or flood is brewing.

Fortunately, the amount of water in Yudai Creek itself is still limited, and Lei Jun's current cultivation strength is not comparable to that of the three-day monks.

He only needs to continue to bless his Jitu Yin Lei, which will be enough to continue to cut off the stream and gradually form a small lake upstream.

Within three days, it arrived as promised.

Lei Jun lifted his Jitu Yin Lei.

The accumulated stream water suddenly burst down.

Lei Jun jumped on the giant rolling shoulder, and one person and one bear rushed out with the stream downstream.

The rushing Yudai River flows through Xiaoye Peak again, bypasses the north of the peak, and continues downstream.

Lei Jun returned to the north of Xiaoye Peak, the land of true darkness.

After taking away the cover of the Xirang flag, we saw the white bamboo forest, which looked really terrible at this time.

But after just three days of absence, Bai Zhu seemed to be dying before his eyes.

Lei Jun didn't panic when he saw such a heart-wrenching change.

The spiritual bamboo grown in this land of true yin is very special.

There is such a strange change, but it shows that there is a mystery behind it.

Sure enough, after the Yudai River was restored, the white bamboos that had dried up suddenly began to sway.

The land of true yin below is also filled with spiritual energy.

Under Lei Jun's watch, Bai Zhu regained his vitality.

Then, these spiritual bamboos bloomed.

Numerous small white flowers, densely clustered together, are pleasing to the eye.

Although it blooms, the white bamboo itself does not immediately wither.

Instead, in the true Yin land below, the spiritual energy dissipated rapidly.

Lei Jun could clearly feel that deep in his soul, in the Tianshi Seal and Zhenyi altar, there was a breeze blowing out, through the soul, directly to the physical body.

After the True Yin Land dissipated, the objects that made them react finally became those white bamboos.

No, it is no longer Baizhu.

A lilac light suddenly appeared on the surface of the bamboo.

A flash of purple light passed by.

It seems to be sliding from bottom to top, like a glimpse of light.

As the purple light flashed, the white bamboo quickly withered.

This time, it was complete silence.

It's like reaching the end of life and reaching the end of life.

But the small flowers densely clustered on the top of the white bamboo now scattered in all directions, changing color from white to purple, like scattered stars.

White bamboo with purple pistils.

Lei Jun watched the scene in front of him quietly.

The giant Gungun, who was drooling at Bai Zhu and Bai Rui, now looked at Bai Zhu and Zi Rui, and was slightly stunned.

Lei Jun's mind is immersed in the Zhenyi Altar derived from the Tianshi Seal deep in his soul.

In the dojo, the lights of the Four Nines flashed together, and the canopy of Taoist flags kept fluttering.

He took out his own True Yang Qihua.

The shining white flowers are swaying automatically in the absence of wind.

No need to get too close, the Purple Bamboo flower on the top of the withered white bamboo in front of you trembles at any time, as if echoing the True Yang Qihua.

Nothing more needs to be said.

This is exactly what you are looking for.

Lei Jun took a long breath, then stepped forward to pick those purple bamboo flowers.

【True Yin Bamboo Core】

Such a name came to his mind.

Lei Jun put away these purple true Yin bamboo pistils, and then looked at the withered white bamboos.

The white bamboo weathered unexpectedly quickly, and ash and debris fell on the soil in the mountains and forests below.

Then, the white fades quickly.

Everything seems to return to the nature of the world.

Lei Jun could no longer feel the true Yin spiritual power here.

The spirituality of this land of true yin was lost.

Everything seems to be for the ultimate sublimation of that moment, giving birth to the gorgeous purple pistil.

...but this kind of thing does not always happen.

Comparing the three fortunes, Lei Jun felt like he was in a clear mind.

If you do nothing and just stay in the truly shady land north of Xiaoye Peak, although the white bamboo will bloom, I am afraid that what will bloom will only be white bamboo stamens.

That is the fifth-grade opportunity mentioned in the lottery.

Although it is a good thing, it is probably not the true Yin spirit that Lei Jun wants.

And referring to fortune telling, this true yin land may not be reused to cultivate white bamboo.

After the white pistils are formed, the spiritual power of the True Yin Land is still likely to dissipate.

And to a certain extent, it is equivalent to wasting part of it.

Only as it is now, plus the impact of the Yudai River's resumption after three days of interruption, can the spiritual power of the True Yin Land be fully stimulated, without wasting any bit, and supplying all Bai Zhu can.

So the white pistil was taken to a higher level and the purple pistil was bloomed.

That is the real true Yin bamboo core, the fourth level of opportunity.

As for the water flow of the Yudai River that was cut off, it was not restored within three days...

Congratulations to you, you won the lottery, the white bamboo will die immediately.

There are no purple pistils and no white pistils.

It is true that there is nothing to lose and nothing to risk, but nothing is gained, and all this hard work has been in vain.

"Honestly, I think in that case, it should be considered as winning the lottery. The time cost and energy cost are also paid." Lei Jun sighed.

Fortunately, he didn't return empty-handed.

Not to mention anything else, as long as he has this True Yin Bamboo Core, his trip to Bashu will not be in vain...well, there is also you.

Lei Jun smiled and patted the huge fur ball next to him.

Rub two handfuls on each other's round head.

Na Gungun was turning his head to the side and sulking.

After so many trips, it didn't catch anything delicious.

He was also thrown out by Lei Jun like a cannonball and bombarded the Blood River Formation.

The fur was stained with blood, and it took a long time to wash it off.

But the big guy quickly turned back, his two little eyes rolling around, looking at Lei Jun pitifully.

"This true Yin bamboo core cannot be eaten by you."

Lei Jun had a bamboo shoot-like golden bamboo in his hand, and he shook it at the giant rolling ball again: "But we can go home this time. When we get back, we will try to find something for you to enjoy."

The big fur ball shrank its head and rolled its eyes again.

Lei Jun actually saw something very human in it.

The other party seems to be doubting him...

However, the giant Gungun shook his head and succumbed to his appetite, following closely beside Lei Jun.

After Lei Jun smiled, he turned around and looked at Xiaoye Feng and Shunan Bamboo Sea in front of him. He straightened his expression a bit.

Today, he once again experienced the beauty of nature.

Just as the fortune said.

A miraculous workmanship and a natural opportunity.

Although I added the finishing touch, it is precisely because of the original mystery of nature.

A slight difference can lead to completely different results.

Lei Jun took out his Taoist miniature capsule.

The so-called microcosm in a bag is a method similar to the Buddhist Mustard Seed Sumeru and the Confucian Jingtianweidi, which open up a small space and fit it into a small space, making it easier to carry things.

Lei Jun took out the incense table, incense burner, Taoist flags, mirror, token, magic sword, magic ruler and other objects from the miniature bag.

Then, he stepped on the steel pole, set up a formal Zhaijiao dojo, burned incense, prayed to heaven, and offered sacrifices to heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

At his signal, the giant Gungun followed his example and put on a bunch of incense along with him.

Green smoke curls up into the sky.

After doing all this, Lei Jun just collected the incense case instrument.

He jumped onto the giant rolling shoulders:

"Okay, we can officially go back to the mountain!"

Lei Jun was not in a hurry and immediately refined the True Yang Strange Flower and True Yin Bamboo Core.

After all, I'm away from home.

Before I had no choice.

Now that he had a choice, he decided to return to his mountain gate first.

After returning home, everything is ready and the environment is stable, and then I can officially start the ritual of raising my roots and bones for the second time.

Before leaving, Lei Jun went to Yushan Temple and left a letter, asking the old temple owner to pass it on to Shushan Jichuan and others. He thanked them for their hospitality and extended an invitation to visit Longhu Mountain when they had free time. .

Then, he officially left Shu and embarked on his return journey.

Compared to driving with two legs when he went there, Dao Zhang Lei upgraded to four-legged driving on this trip.

The giant rolling, with four claws spread out, climbed over the mountains and ridges, as if walking on flat ground, at a very fast speed.

Just stir the garlic under your feet from time to time and roll it a few times.

It won't hit Taoist Lei, but it will add some fun to his long journey.

One person and one bear, they wandered like this, wading through mountains and rivers, back to Longhu Mountain.

The majestic fairy mountains in the distance are still the same as before

The market town at the foot of the mountain is full of fireworks.

Thunderclouds intertwined in the sky on the top of the mountain, and thunder light flashed, like a fairyland.

Lei Jun entered the mountain gate and arrived at the main Tianshi Mansion halfway up the mountain. He met his junior brother Chu Kun first.

When Chu Kun saw Lei Jun, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Brother Lei, are you back?"

Lei Jun looked him up and down:

"Junior brother, you have grown taller."

PS: The second update today. Although there are two updates today, it is still 10,000 words. I will continue to work hard tomorrow.