Chapter 789 The Legend of Asgard

Su Zimo asked, "Dare to ask the two seniors, what is this?"

"Creating Qinglian!"

In the mouth of the guide monk, four words spit out.

Su Zimo was shocked.

Regarding the records of the creation of Qinglian, there were only a few words in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.

All Su Zimo knew was that the fortune-telling Qinglian was once the imperial artifact of Buddhism!

The imperial weapon is the magic weapon of the emperor's life. It has the general power of the emperor and the coercion of the emperor. It is much more powerful than the magic weapon in the hands of the ancestors of the Mahayana realm!

But, how could the legendary imperial weapon look like this?

The lotus platform is old, dimly lit, lifeless, without a single petal, bare.

Seeing the confusion in Su Zimo's eyes, the monk guide explained: "The fortune-telling green lotus in your hand has withered now, so that's why it's here."

"withered?"

Su Zimo's eyes were even more confused.

Weapons also wither?

The guide monk continued: "The creation of Qinglian needs the nourishment of the primordial spirit to rejuvenate and grow petals and lotus seeds again."

"In legend, there are nine grades of Fortune Green Lotus, and the highest grade is called Nine Fortune Green Lotus. Of course, there are also legends that the highest grade is twelve."

After a pause, the guiding monk shook his head again, and said, "Of course, it doesn't matter whether it's the ninth-grade or the twelve-grade. Because, the highest fortune green lotus that appears on the Heavenly Desolate Continent is only eighth-grade!"

"What grade is this lotus platform now?" Su Zimo couldn't help asking.

"No grade."

The guide monk smiled.

"Uh."

Su Zimo also smiled when he heard the words.

This fortune-telling green lotus has already withered, how can there be any rank.

"What exactly does this rank mean, and how is it divided?"

Su Zimo was full of doubts and asked again.

"Fortune Qinglian will be nourished by the primordial spirit and will rejuvenate. When it reaches the limit bottleneck, it will seize a fortune and experience a reincarnation."

The guide monk explained: "The so-called rank is to see that the fortune-telling green lotus has undergone several reincarnations. After one reincarnation, a layer of nine green lotus petals and nine lotus seeds grows, which is a first-grade fortune-telling green lotus."

"When the first-grade green lotus grows to the extreme, it will experience the second reincarnation. The lotus platform will give birth to the second layer of petals, and then add nine lotus seeds, and so on."

Su Zimo probably understood.

If you want to distinguish from the appearance of a few grades of fortune-telling green lotus, the easiest way is to see how many layers of petals this green lotus has.

The ninth-grade good fortune green lotus will have nine layers of petals.

It is conceivable that these petals are layered on top of each other, and the arrangement inside is dense and compact, with the smallest petals, and the more they bloom outward, the larger the petals!

The guide monk thought for a while, and continued: "If you can create Qinglian, you can reach the fourth rank, and you can compete with the Xiantian Zhenjun magic weapon! If you can reach the fifth rank, you can compete with the Xiantian virtual return magic weapon!"

"The creation of Qinglian itself has many mysterious and mysterious powers, which are beyond the reach of many innate instruments."

Innate magic tools are also difficult to reach!

This rating is too high.

Su Zimo looked at the dilapidated cyan lotus platform in his palm, and his heart was hot.

This is even more precious than getting an innate magic weapon!

"Ugh."

At this moment, the monk who led the way suddenly sighed and said, "Actually, for you, the creation of Qinglian is a blessing or a curse, or it is unknown."

"Um?"

Su Zimo was stunned.

How could such a treasure still be in trouble?

The guiding monk said: "For the green lotus to grow, it needs the nourishment of the primordial spirit, and the power of the primordial spirit it needs is extremely huge, no one can afford it!"

"Through the ages, the fortune-telling green lotus has been turned around several times, and at least dozens of Tianjiao have handled it, but most of them have been dragged down by it. Gradually, no one will touch this thing."

Qinglian needs nourishment from the primordial spirit, which will inevitably stagnate the cultivation realm of the cultivator.

"On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, the highest grade of Fortune Green Lotus is only eighth grade. That's why."

The guide monk said: "From ancient times to the present, only the ancient Buddha emperor has been the only one who, with supreme wisdom, supreme perseverance, and supreme courage, gave birth to the eighth-grade fortune-telling green lotus, which is the imperial instrument recorded in ancient books."

"With the power of the Buddha Emperor, I dare not try to breed the ninth grade!"

Su Zimo looked calm.

He wasn't worried about this.

Now he owns two Heavenly Rank exercises, "Purple Electric Art" and "Dari Tathagata Sutra", both in terms of speed of cultivation and the level of purity of the Primordial Spirit, they will be the best in the past and present!

Su Zimo didn't believe that, under the blessing of the two great heaven-level exercises, the fortune-telling green lotus could not be bred.

"The reason why this fortune-telling green lotus is so strange is because it is not a wild thing."

Zhenjun Yujun said slowly: "Legend, it came from the fairy world!"

"Um?"

Su Zimo was still thinking about how to breed Qinglian, when he heard the word 'immortal realm' in his ear, he was shocked, raised his head suddenly, and asked, "What immortal realm? Where is the immortal realm? How to get there?"

This is the first time Su Zimo has heard the word 'immortal world'.

He thought of Dieyue for the first time.

Before Dieyue left, she said that they were not from the same world.

As Su Zimo cultivated all the way, he gradually understood that Dieyue should be heading to another higher level and more magnificent world.

And this world, most likely is the legendary, ethereal fairyland!

Zhenjun Yujun shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Where is the fairyland, how can I get there, where can a cultivator at my level get in touch."

Su Zimo gradually calmed down and knew that his question was a bit abrupt.

"Xianjie is just the name in Xianmen."

True Monarch Yujun seemed to see Su Zimo's thoughts, and said a little more, saying, "People in the devil's sect call it the devil's world, and people in the Buddhist sect call it the world of bliss."

Su Zimo moved in his heart.

In this way, wouldn't the people in the demon clan call it the demon world?

"In short, there must be such a world outside the Heavenly Desolate Continent. One world is full of strong people, and immortals and demons are rampant! As for what it is called, there are different opinions, and some people call it the 'Upper Realm'."

"According to legend, some of the ancient emperors also entered the upper realm.

Hearing this, Su Zimo's heart thumped uncontrollably.

Su Zimo swallowed his saliva, calmed down as much as possible, and asked slowly, "Dare to ask the seniors, but in this Upper Realm, have you heard words like 'Great Wilderness'?"

"The Great Wilderness?"

After thinking about it carefully, Zhenjun Yujun looked confused and shook his head.

Su Zimo was relieved.

True Monarch Yujun's cultivation is only Nascent Soul Realm, and even if he knows some fairyland rumors, it may be just hearsay, and he can't get in touch with it at all.

Su Zimo believed that as his cultivation realm improved, he would know more secrets.

The distance between him and Dieyue will be getting closer and closer!

"This azure lotus has the ability to conquer the world and has unpredictable abilities. If you want to use the Primordial Spirit sacrifice to refine, you must be careful."

True Monarch Yujun warned: "If you find that the situation is not right, you should abandon it immediately, and don't hesitate. Otherwise, you will be dragged down by it, and when the oil runs out and the lamp runs out, it will be too late to regret it."

"Thank you senior for reminding me."

Su Zimo thanked him, thinking about fairy tales.