Chapter 432 431 Tiandao: Leave the Golden Elixir Ceremony to Us!

Song He, who was forced to transform into a flower, was surrounded by a group of Yuanying.

The Yuanyings not only used their divine sense to see, but also touched it without hesitation - carefully inspecting the blooming dream flower.

Compared with divine sense, Yuanyings prefer to touch and feel with their own hands. Maybe there is a little metaphysical meaning, but this is the world of immortal cultivation after all.

Seeing such a magical spiritual plant, they really can't help it.

If it was just a flower, it would be fine, but these perceptions would be fully fed back to Song He, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

After enduring again and again, he hurriedly stopped: "Master, uncle, let me introduce it to you, don't touch it anymore!"

The Yuanyings stopped reluctantly.

Seeing the reluctance in their eyes, Song He shuddered immediately, and immediately stretched out his hand, and drops of pure water fell from the giant flower.

After leaving the petals, these water droplets floated in the air, reflecting the sun's halo and shining with seven colors, as if there was a rainbow in each drop.

At the end of the rainbow was a small island.

On the island were wooden houses, fields, and a spring.

Several Yuanying Zhenren were knowledgeable and immediately expressed their opinions with interest: "Dream world?"

"No, it seems to be a world transformed by the spirit of the divine consciousness."

"It is a bit similar to the inheritance treasure of the Seven-Colored Divine Deer..."

After discussing it in a flurry, they stretched out their hands and touched the strange water drop with their fingertips.

So, the water drop instantly merged into their bodies and went along the meridians to the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

When the water drop entered the sea of ​​consciousness, it began to work. As long as the Yuanying Zhenren moved their consciousness, they could directly enter this small water drop.

They thought that the world inside this small water drop would have many magical things, but unexpectedly, it was very ordinary.

If it wasn't a dream, one would even think it was just an ordinary island in the vast sea. Both the scenery and the spiritual power were no different from the real world.

They nodded.

Yes, if it was cultivated from the beginning, it would naturally be built slowly. If it was a fairyland at the beginning, it would not be a good thing for low-level cultivators.

It was just right to be ordinary.

So... how to build here?

The real people explored around with interest, but found that every moment of activity would consume spiritual consciousness, and these scattered spiritual consciousness were absorbed by the endless sea.

The sea was calm without a single wave.

When they wanted to get closer, they were blocked by a powerful force. Even the Nascent Soul and the God of Transformation felt a huge pressure.

"The power of Heaven?"

"So, like the New Moon Realm and Lotus Realm you created, it also relies on the absorption of spiritual consciousness to develop?"

"Tell me quickly, how to build it!"

The last sentence was said by Chunhui Zhenren, who had rolled up his sleeves to cultivate the only one-cent field.

However, there were no seeds.

She suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

It seemed that tending to a small field like this was a long, long time ago. After reaching her level of cultivation, even farming was done as she pleased.

Not to mention that she also had the treasure of the God of Spring.

Under the effect of that spring treasure, even if she just scattered a handful and left it alone, the spiritual plants could thrive.

Now that she suddenly had to do everything from reclamation to planting, she immediately felt a rare sense of freshness.

"Uh, it takes spiritual consciousness and corresponding seeds in exchange..."

Before Song He finished speaking, he felt a huge amount of spiritual consciousness directly gathered into the sea. In terms of quality, it was definitely the amount of an ordinary Yuanying meditating for a month.

Then, the real body of Chunhui outside threw out another storage ring - inside was full of seeds.

"Hurry up!"

"..."

Okay, the customer is the boss.

So Song He could only accept the seeds in silence, take a quick look, and then pass the seeds into the dream through the creative ability of this dream flower.

Chunhui immediately started to grow crops with a smile on his face.

As for the real bodies of those seeds?

Of course, they were accepted by Song He. Although they were just a bunch of seeds of the second-level spiritual plant Chunfeng Flower, they were also special goods that he had never seen before, and they were just right to fill his seed bank.

The consciousness of other real people who stayed outside naturally discovered this, and they all put forward their own requests - some wanted to repair the house, some wanted to expand the island, and some wanted Song He to provide spiritual veins of different levels for farming.

These requests were very scattered, but Song He understood that this was to help him find out the gaps and fill the gaps, and at the same time he wanted to see where his limits were.

So he immediately started to get busy.

After a few hours of busy work, he had a deeper understanding of his power - to be honest, it was a very rare experience.

In the past, he also used the power of harmony and the power of heaven to make some objects in the Mi Shen Tree, but this was the first time he created something in the outside world.

It was very beneficial for his experience accumulation.

He was originally very uncomfortable being trapped here, but then he thought about it and felt that it seemed not bad. It was good to be able to accumulate experience.

…

In this way, he quickly met the small test that was not difficult for several real people, and appeared and sat on the small stone bench carved by the headmaster himself.

The headmaster looked at him happily.

"How can you hold the ceremony in this state?"

He smiled and said, "You must have disturbed the queen's consciousness and made yourself look like this."

There was a bit of gloating in his smile.

Song Hequan pretended that nothing happened, and bowed his hands and said, "Uncle, you also see the potential of my spiritual plant. I want to open it unconditionally to the inner disciples of Lingye Sect and above."

Hearing this, the headmaster was slightly stunned, and then showed a relieved expression.

He looked at the disciple who had already concluded the golden elixir, and said in a deep voice: "Have you thought about it? If you really offer it to the sect, it can't be decided by you alone."

This is right.

To put it bluntly, the New Moon Realm and the Lotus Realm are still high-end goods that are not so popular, and few people can enjoy them. But this thing is closely related to tens of thousands of disciples.

It is not reasonable to leave it entirely to Song He alone.

Song He has the highest decision-making power, but the rest of the management power must be distributed and supervised by the sect.

In this way, we can ensure that no problems occur.

This is not because the headmaster does not trust Song He. On the contrary, the headmaster does not want Song He to put all his energy on this thing because of this matter.

The golden elixir has such magical powers, what about the Nascent Soul? What about the God of Transformation? What about the Ascension of Kunwu Mountain?

A single miracle is good, but it is only one.

The world is so big, there are always more opportunities waiting to be discovered.

Song He smiled embarrassedly: "Of course, the disciple understands this matter. Even if the uncle doesn't say it, the disciple will shamelessly hand over this mess to the sect."

"Well, your contribution is indispensable."

The headmaster nodded and agreed directly: "I will let the Seven-Colored Divine Deer Clan continue to help you, and then arrange for Tianwen Hall to reopen a hall to be responsible for this matter."

As he said, he blinked.

"Boy, a newly opened hall has great power. You are qualified to recommend, and I will consider it.

Now you are a Jindan Zhenren, and you should have your own subordinates and power."

"..."

Wow, this is simply asking me to place my own people.

He immediately thought of Wang Dawang who was still in Chenxi City, and decided to let him help him. It is a little bit inadequate for a Jindan to be the hall master, but it is not a big deal.

After all... who dares to intervene in this matter?

This is the territory of Song He, the newly promoted Jindan Zhenren of Xingke!

After a little consideration, he said:

"Then let Junior Brother Wang Dawang bring my Song family's nephews and descendants, the Exorcist Clan, as well as Kang Jue and Ye Rong to help me."

"Only a few people?"

The head of the sect curled his lips: "I know your cousin and nephews and nieces, there are too few people, I am prepared to give you 50 people.

Including the deputy hall master, deacons and other miscellaneous people."

"..."

Is there any difference between that and me making the hall empty?

He sighed helplessly: "You will definitely spoil me like this."

"Then let's see if you can become bad, kid, the power of the high-level cultivators of the Lingye Sect is very exaggerated."

The head of the sect waved his hand indifferently: "If you really become bad, I will let your master beat you with a willow branch."

"..."

Thank you so much.

Song He, who was silent for the third time, immediately changed the subject: "Uncle Master, I want to ask you something."

"You say."

"Do we have any contractual agreement with the Northern Territory Heavenly Dao?"

The head of the sect did not hide it: "Indeed, there is. You also know about the Northern Territory Ascension Plan. If it really succeeds, I will do my best to upgrade it to the Great Thousand World."

Oh, no wonder it doesn't like this place.

One does not need to fight for it, while the other has to fight hard for it. The former is indeed more attractive.

"Then..." Song He thought for a while and said what he saw.

The position of the Supreme Heavenly Dao is vacant, which may be of some help to the Lingye Sect.

But who knows that the head of the sect showed an expression that he had expected.

He laughed and said, "Sure enough, I just don't know which domain the spirit of the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao has reincarnated into."

As he said, he coughed lightly and glanced at the teapot and cup beside him.

"Where did this come from?" Song He quickly poured a cup of tea for the head of the sect, with gossip flashing in his eyes.

The headmaster drank a sip of tea with satisfaction, and said slowly: "Who else in the world can have more luck than Tiandao?"

Song He understood immediately.

No wonder everyone attaches so much importance to the luck of their disciples, it turns out that they want to use this to select the possible reincarnation of Tiandao.

Yes, who in the world can compare with the luck of Tiandao?

"Is it effective?" He suddenly became curious.

"Of course not." The headmaster shook his head: "Although our ancestors created this world, its development is not something we can control.

It is also very difficult to find its existence."

He obviously felt not so happy, and waved his hand at Song He: "You should think about how to hold your Jindan Grand Ceremony first."

The topic came back again.

But Song He's current situation is indeed unavoidable.

He could only walk within the range of Feiling Peak, and couldn't even return to his own cave. Although Feiling Peak was also huge, it was still a little short of the Golden Elixir Ceremony.

Originally, the head of the sect was planning to use a huge peak called "Feixian Peak" to hold the ceremony for Song He, but Song He was like this... they couldn't move Feixian Peak here, right?

That would involve the entire land vein.

But, not holding it would not work.

The news that Song He had formed a golden elixir had already spread, and the Tianqing Sword Sect, the Demon Sect, the Yuanjue Temple and other sects were ready to send people to celebrate.

Just waiting for a congratulatory post.

Not to mention that they had already notified the two seniors, Ju Mang and Bai Yan, from the upper realm, and even the formation for the divine consciousness to descend to the lower realm was being prepared in full swing.

After dragging it on for so long, I thought that Lingye Sect was unwilling to even hold the ceremony, which would be really embarrassing.

Both of them were at a loss.

We can't disturb Nuwa for such a small matter and exempt Song He from this little punishment, right?

At this time, Song He suddenly blinked his eyes, "Master, there are two guests who want to come in."

"Hmm? Who are they? Let them in."

Song He nodded, and after the master agreed, he untied the restrictions here, and the two dumplings immediately appeared in the air.

The armored dumpling glanced at the master.

"You are so ugly pretending to be old!"

The master was immediately angry and snorted coldly.

Did he want to become this old and frail?

Isn't it that showing his true appearance will make people feel a little too childish.

After spraying this sentence, the armored dumpling ran to Song He's side and patted his chest: "Song Xiaoyou, why don't you hold your Jindan Grand Ceremony here."

"How can this place withstand the consciousness of so many people... Wait, you want to help me?"

Song He's eyes lit up.

"Yes." The white ball fell into Song He's arms, "Brother Bei and I will help you, so that no matter how many people there are, we can carry it.

Besides, with the two of us building momentum for you, we will definitely make your Jindan Grand Ceremony unprecedented and unparalleled!"

The Heavenly Dao helps plan the Jindan Grand Ceremony!

Song He's eyes became brighter and brighter, but he still said modestly: "Hahaha, how can I be embarrassed..."

The armored ball frowned: "If you are embarrassed, then let's go."

It wanted to leave as it said that.

"!!!"

Song He hurriedly grabbed it and said helplessly: "This is the humility and politeness of the human race, why do you take it seriously?"

"Who told you to be polite to us. Remember, there is no such thing as politeness in the Heavenly Dao."

The armored ball snorted coolly, pulled the white ball and left leisurely.

After watching it leave, Song He felt something was wrong.

This Heavenly Dao, is it not teasing him on purpose? (End of this chapter)