Chapter 466 The Beginning of the Conference

"Refine spiritual roots... is there really such a secret method?" Yuan Ming couldn't help but doubt.

Since he embarked on the immortal path, he only knew that spiritual roots were innate, and had never heard of any acquired secret method or elixir that could refine spiritual roots and improve qualifications.

But this jade slip is so convincing, and it is so treasured by Qingtong. Could it be true?

If so, it would be a bit against the sky.

Yuan Ming continued to read, his expression gradually became excited, and then he was silent again, and finally smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The "Jumang Ling Jue" has a strange idea and a wonderful conception, far exceeding any wood-attributed secret technique or technique he had come into contact with before. The specific method of this technique is to first find a kind of Yimu spiritual plant, refine it with blood and blood, and then plant it, and always use magic power to warm it, and cultivate it into a kind of existence similar to the life magic weapon.

As the spiritual plant grows, the owner is fed back by it, and the spiritual root is then transformed.

However, the requirements of "Jumang Ling Jue" for spiritual plants are very strict. First of all, the grade cannot be too low, otherwise there will be no effect, or the effect will be very poor.

The higher the grade of Yimu spiritual plant, the better the effect of tempering spiritual roots.

Secondly, Yimu spiritual plant must be completely consistent with the attributes of the person who casts the spell. If it is slightly different, it will fail and suffer a strong backlash.

Yuan Ming picked up the blue and green seed. This thing is the spiritual plant that Qingtong found for him, Shuimu Lingnan.

Qingtong is a spiritual root with dual attributes of water and wood, and it is a perfect match with Shuimu Lingnan.

Yimu spiritual plant is not easy to find, but except for the spiritual species that are rare in the five elements of the tree of good fortune, the higher the spiritual plant in the world of cultivation, the more single the attribute.

There are many spiritual plants with pure wood attributes, and there are also many dual-attribute plants like Shuimu Lingnan. Three-attribute spiritual plants are rare and rare. As for the four-attribute Yimu spiritual plants, Yuan Ming has never heard of them.

"It seems that my spiritual roots are really unwelcome wherever I go. I might as well have one more kind to make up the five elements spiritual roots, so that I can also use the five elements fortune tree to improve it." Yuan Ming sighed secretly.

He couldn't use this technique, but Xiying could. She had five elements spiritual roots, and the five elements fortune tree just met the requirements.

But the difficulty of practicing "Jumang Ling Jue" is more than that. After finding a suitable spiritual plant and planting it, the difficult things begin.

The owner must participate in the growth of the spiritual plant throughout the process, and always use magic power to warm and refine it to maintain a close connection between the two.

Therefore, to practice "Jumang Ling Jue", one must be trapped in a certain place for a long time, and cannot leave even half a step, which is like being in prison. Only some real hardworking people can persist.

"Jumang Ling Jue" has a certain ripening effect, which can greatly shorten the time required for the growth of spiritual plants. However, the higher the spiritual plant, the longer it takes to grow. The five elements fortune tree is the spiritual root of heaven and earth. If you want to grow to the point where it can be effective, it will take hundreds of years.

Xiying seems to like traveling around, so this secret technique may not be practiced.

However, Yuan Ming can overcome this difficulty.

He can plant spiritual plants in the space of the Stealing Heaven Cauldron, and his magic power can enter it at any time to warm the spiritual plants without being trapped in a certain place.

"Well, this is the annotation left by others..." Yuan Ming read to the end.

There are a few lines of small characters at the end of the jade slip, which seem to be written by a different person than the previous ones.

According to the content of these lines of small characters, after practicing the "Jumang Ling Jue", it can not only improve the spiritual roots, but also have certain benefits for breaking through the realm.

Qingtong collected Shuimu Lingnan, on the one hand, to temper the spiritual roots, and on the other hand, he probably wanted to use the secret technique to help break through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul stage.

"It's really a wonderful secret technique, what a pity." Yuan Ming regretted it, put the jade slip and seeds back into the jade box, and put it away.

He then checked another red storage bag, which had no special gains, only some spiritual stones and materials.

Yuan Ming concentrated his mind to calm his mind, took out a pill and swallowed it, and practiced to refine it.

At the same time, he controlled his soul to operate the Huanxin Jue, refining the increasing wish power and improving his soul.

This time, Xiying took the lead in rescuing Yan Sijing. Although Yuan Ming was not a male chauvinist, he did not want to hide behind a woman every time, so he had to improve his strength as soon as possible.

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Three days later, the Immortal Fruit Conference officially began!

In the morning, the road leading to the outside of Fusang City was crowded with people. The land in the city was precious, and the competition venue was set at the Liuhuo Lake outside the city.

In addition to the 128 islands that were eligible to participate in the competition for the Immortal Fruit Conference, there were nearly 500 islands that came to watch the competition.

There were at least tens of thousands of cultivators from all over the East China Sea.

Fortunately, Fusang Island was the largest of the first-class islands, and it was strong enough in both territory and strength. Otherwise, it would not be easy to restrain these foreign cultivators.

As cultivators from Hongzhi Island, Yuan Ming and Xiying had no pre-match nervousness at all. They did not even follow Bishuirou and other cultivators from Hongzhi Island to the competition venue first. Instead, they mixed in the crowd and walked slowly.

"It is said that the sunrise beauty of Fusang Island is the best in the East China Sea, and it has the reputation of 'blue sea raises golden waves, and the divine bird forms a sky fire', but I have never seen it in the past few days." Yuan Ming said casually like a tourist on a trip.

Xiying wore a veil and covered her face with a veil, and smiled: "Only when the golden crow occasionally shows its figure, will this wonder appear. It is not always visible. But speaking of it, you still care about this?"

"I have seen such a poem in a book before, and now I have this thought when I come here." Yuan Ming also responded with a smile.

"If you really want to see it, there is a way. Before leaving here, try to make some trouble and alarm the Golden Crow, then you will have such an opportunity." Under the veil, Xiying frowned and smiled, as if she was really considering the feasibility of this matter.

"No need." Seeing this, Yuan Ming waved his hand hurriedly.

In the past few days, he has explored the Fusang sacred tree several times, but the Golden Crow monster has never appeared.

As the two of them rushed to the venue with the crowd, a large lake near the Fusang sacred tree was already bustling with people.

The lake is not too large, and the lake water ripples for some reason, reflecting the fire clouds in the sky, like a group of flowing flames, so it is named Liuhuo Lake.

There is a huge square on the shore of the lake, paved with white jade, smooth as a mirror, but there is no building like a ring, only a green stone platform.

There are thirteen tables on the stage, and behind each table, there is a flag with the name of an island written on it, which is the location of the thirteen first-class islands in the East China Sea.

The largest flag in the middle was embroidered with water waves and clouds, and the three characters "Fusang Island" were written on it.

At this time, there was still some time before the start of the Immortal Fruit Conference. The seats behind the thirteen tables were still empty, and the people in charge of the thirteen first-class islands had not yet taken their seats.

The seats of the second-class islands participating in the Immortal Fruit Conference were placed in front of the green stone platform, and each of them had a flag that belonged to them.

And farther ahead were other people who came to watch the game, including people from the second-class and third-class islands who failed to qualify for the competition.

Although they could not participate in the competition, their enthusiasm for watching the competition did not diminish. One by one, they fiercely discussed the performance of the islands in previous sessions and predicted the results of this competition.

At the front of the square, people from the more than 100 participating islands had arrived one after another and sat in their seats.

Under the flag of Hongzhi Island, Bishuirou leaned softly on the armrest, with a calm expression on her face. There was a pot of flower-brewed spirit wine beside her. She poured out a cup, but did not rush to drink it, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Haha, why is the Bishui Island Master here alone? Is there no one available on the island?" At this time, a rough man with a loud voice, rubbing his full beard, came to Bishuirou.

Behind him, followed a white-faced man with a feminine look and wearing a red gauze dress, and a young woman in coarse cloth. The former looked like a man with a male fetish, and the latter looked like a rough-skinned fire-making girl.

"What does it have to do with Luo Island Master if there is no one available on my island?" Bishuirou glanced at him and stopped looking at him, with contempt and disdain.

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that the Bishui Island Master will suffer a loss... Besides, the competition for the top 16 of the Fairy Fruit Association will be played in three rounds, and the people who appear in the three rounds cannot be repeated. It is impossible for the Bishui Island Master to appear all by himself, right? If there is no one available on Hongzhi Island, why not join our Luoshan Island? We are a perfect match and we will definitely get a place this time." The bearded man smiled mischievously without caring.

"Lord Luo is interested in coming to our Hongzhi Island. I don't mind giving you the position of deputy island master." Bishuirou sneered and said.

"Forget about the deputy island master. If Lord Bishui wants a guest to recommend his bed, I'm very happy. Haha..." The bearded man smiled lewdly and rubbed his beard as he went to his seat.

Bishuirou narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.

After a while, Yuan Ming and Xiying also chatted and laughed, rushed here, and sat down next to Bishuirou.

Xiying noticed that her expression was a little wrong, and asked: "Fellow Daoist Bishui, what happened?"

"Two fellow Daoists, if you meet someone from Luoshan Island in the competition later, can you be more severe?" Bishuirou asked softly without explaining.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming looked in the direction of the Luoshan Island flag and saw Lord Luo rubbing his beard and pointing at this side.

His hearing was extraordinary, and he immediately heard the other party's vulgar words that he would sooner or later press Bishuirou under his crotch, and he also understood why Bishuirou made such a request.

"If I'm lucky enough to meet her, it will definitely fulfill Brother Bishui's wish." Yuan Ming smiled and responded, and at the same time transmitted his discovery to Xiying.

After a while, the square was already crowded, and people from the corresponding islands were sitting under all the flags. The people from the thirteen first-level islands also came together and landed on the stone platform.

Unlike the three people from other participating islands, except for Fusang Island, which hosted the conference, the other twelve islands only had one person in charge on the stage, so it was impossible to see who the participants were at a glance.

After they greeted each other and sat down, a slender figure from Fusang Island, the host, walked to the front of the stage.

This person was wearing a white gauze dress embroidered with gold patterns, a white high crown on his head, a thin face, a gentle demeanor, five strands of snow-white long beard hanging on his chest, and a fairy-like overseas immortal posture.

Yuan Ming had seen this person before when he used his spiritual sense to investigate the situation in Fusang City. He was Xu Fu, the deputy island master of Fusang Island, the middle-stage Nascent Soul.

He raised his hand and pressed it lightly, and the whole square soon became quiet.

After saying some official words to welcome the guests, he went straight to the point and announced: "This martial arts competition aims to select sixteen islands with virtues that match their positions to participate in the subsequent ceremonies of the Immortal Fruit Conference. I hope you will uphold the heart of Taoism and strive for it with all your strength."

The "virtue" he mentioned was naturally martial virtue.

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, and a wave of water rippled in the void, and mist immediately filled the air, and a green water curtain more than ten feet high was suspended in the void.

On the water curtain, ripples appeared, and golden characters appeared on it, showing the group battle situation of this competition.