Chapter 135 134 Another Double Lucky Draw!
Chapter 135 134. Another double lucky sign!
Different from the golden bamboo in the fairy bamboo forest in the Shangqing Leifu Cave Heaven in Longhu Mountain, and also different from other bamboo forests in the bamboo sea of southern Shu.
The bamboo grown on this piece of true yin land looks gray on the outside.
However, it grows healthily and has lush branches and leaves.
Lei Jun can also sense the rich spiritual energy contained in it.
The surface of the bamboo is gray, but it looks unique and conspicuous in the green bamboo sea.
Not only Lei Jun feels good, but the big guy following him feels even better.
The giant rolling eyeballs kept spinning, and the tongue quietly stretched out a few times.
The huge body, under Lei Jun's nose, walked out a sneaky look and quietly approached those gray strange long bamboos.
But was immediately blocked by Lei Jun.
The rolling looked at Lei Jun pitifully, and his fat round face revealed a very human desire.
"There are so many spiritual bamboos around, you can eat whatever you want, but this one is not good, I have something to use." Lei Jun patted the other's head.
He rubbed it twice.
That rolling is obviously a picky eater.
He had been eating non-stop all the way here.
But now that he saw the better gray bamboo, he looked down on the green bamboo next to him.
Hearing Lei Jun say that, his eyes rolled around and looked at the green spiritual bamboo next to him, obviously with a bit of disgust.
Lei Jun temporarily ignored this greedy kid.
He focused on those gray bamboos.
His first and most important goal in entering Bashu this time was this land of true yin.
If not, he would not have come to Bashu on purpose.
He found this land of true yin.
According to the hints of the Heavenly Master Seal and the True One Altar in the depths of his soul, this is exactly what Lei Jun expected.
But the problem now is how to convert expected returns into actual returns.
Before, when these gray bamboos were still bamboo shoots, Lei Jun found that they were not his real target.
Although, they grew on this land of true yin.
However, the True Yin Land resonated with the True One Altar, but the bamboo shoots did not.
Therefore, Lei Jun was not in a hurry to harvest them at that time.
Now, the bamboo shoots grow and grow into long bamboos.
Lei Jun carefully sensed that the Heavenly Master Seal and the True One Altar still did not recognize these gray bamboos.
Some of the senses still came from the True Yin Land under his feet.
But it seemed that the spiritual power in the ground did not produce the crystals that Lei Jun wanted, at least not the gray bamboo in front of him.
Lei Jun has begun to seriously think about whether he should try to dig away all the spiritual soil in the entire mountain?
Technically speaking, because he has the help of the Xirang Flag, although it is a bit difficult, it is not impossible to achieve.
The question is, can this achieve his expected goal?
Lei Jun does not want to use this method of really cutting off the roots unless it is absolutely necessary.
The heaven and earth are spiritual, and the qi is pulling.
The birth of many spiritual creatures originates from nature.
Artificial forced changes may successfully give birth to or accelerate the birth of a certain spiritual creature.
But it may also prevent some spiritual creatures that would have been born from coming to the world.
After thinking about it, Lei Jun decided to wait and see.
He found that the growth and maturity speed of this gray bamboo seemed to be particularly fast.
The natural length of its lifespan was much shorter than that of other spiritual bamboos and Lei Jun's expectations.
... Could it be that this bamboo had to bloom?
A guess suddenly occurred to Lei Jun.
As far as he knew, although not all, many bamboos bloomed when their lifespans were often at the end of their lifespans.
Will the life and spiritual power of this gray bamboo reach the extreme sublimation at that time and thus be transformed... Lei Jun thought.
With this guess, he was no longer in a hurry and continued to wait patiently.
According to the current growth of the gray bamboo and the flow of its life breath, that day is probably not far away.
Therefore, Lei Jun did not leave the bamboo forest this time, but built a hut in the mountains and waited for the gray bamboo to bloom.
He continued to practice meditation according to his usual pace of life.
The fun of a little adjustment every day was to "fight wits and courage" with the super giant rolling to curb its greed for gray bamboo.
Although in the mountains, Lei Jun still has contact with the outside world and roughly knows the changes in the world situation now.
In Bashu, the storm has finally subsided.
The Shushan Sect, which has been seriously injured, needs a period of stability and cultivation.
Fortunately, no other forces have troubled them during this period.
... Before the civil strife began, it was precisely because the external environment was finally relatively stable that the internal contradictions of the Shushan Sect finally lost their suppression.
But Shu is stable, but the world is not.
Not long after Lei Jun set up camp and built a hut in the bamboo sea in southern Shu, a real big thing happened in the Tang Dynasty.
The current Tang Emperor Zhang Qilong passed away.
Earlier, the Western Regions were in chaos, and the human race won, killing countless big monsters and resisting the big monsters outside the human world. The Tang Dynasty did not lose an inch of land.
But in terms of the casualties of practitioners, the Tang Dynasty's practice world was really destroyed by half of the country.
In the Western Regions War, the human race practitioners can only call it a tragic victory at best.
Many cultivators of various paths, whether high or low in cultivation, suffered heavy casualties.
Even Emperor Zhang Qilong himself almost died in the Western Regions.
Although he returned to the capital alive, he was still seriously injured. Not only did he not recover, but his condition got worse.
Finally, after less than two years, the emperor passed away.
The future of the Tang Dynasty has reached an important crossroads.
Inside and outside the capital, and even in and outside the entire Tang Dynasty, countless people were moved.
"The injury has not healed for so long, everyone should be prepared..."
Green smoke ignited at Lei Jun's fingertips, and a thousand-mile sound transmission note burned to ashes, and then dissipated into nothingness: "It depends on what results will be achieved next."
For him, the temple is still far away.
However, he paid more attention to this matter.
After all, the turmoil in the country has far-reaching impacts.
Not only affects the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.
There are also famous families such as the Five Surnames and Seven Famous... Lei Jun's eyes flashed a little cold, and then quickly returned to peace.
He restrained his divergent thoughts and focused on his own cultivation again, waiting for the true yin land and gray bamboo in front of him to regenerate and change.
The years are long in the mountains.
The midsummer passed quietly.
In the mountains, which were not so hot, it began to feel colder at night.
The weather gradually turned into autumn.
On this day, Lei Jun found that the gray bamboos had changed again.
The gray color on the surface of the long bamboo gradually faded.
Instead, there was a clean white color.
Even the bamboo branches and leaves gradually turned white.
So this clump of white bamboos was more conspicuous in the green bamboo forest.
Lei Jun carefully sensed the vitality of the white bamboo and the spiritual energy contained in it, and a new understanding came to his mind:
This strange spiritual bamboo will soon usher in the end of its life in this extremely short period of time.
It will also be the most extreme sublimation.
... But until this moment, Lei Jun still could not feel the recognition of the spiritual bamboo by the Heavenly Master Seal and the True One Altar in the depths of his soul.
Even though the spiritual bamboo has turned from gray to white.
Could it be that we must wait until the moment it blooms?
Lei Jun was guessing, and the light ball in his mind suddenly flickered, and then the words appeared:
[The land of true yin, the work of gods, the opportunity is natural, the finishing touch. ]
Lei Jun's heart trembled.
Then three fortunes flew out of the light ball this time.
After reading the fortune carefully, he raised his eyebrows: "This is really..."
First, good news, this time a new best fortune is drawn!
I have waited for many times, and finally another best fortune comes.
Then, it is still good news.
The worst of the three fortunes this time are all middle fortunes, and there is no bad fortune.
The previous two times were to seek good fortune and avoid bad fortune, first double middle and bad, and then double bad.
This time, the bad is finally over.
Then, there is a little problem at the end.
The three fortunes are as follows:
[The best fortune, after the Yudai River is cut off for three days, the Yudai River will be restored, and return to the north of Xiaoye Peak. A fourth-grade opportunity can be obtained, which can be expanded later, without risk, no future troubles, and great luck! ]
[Middle-upper fortune, Xiaoye Peak North waits for three days, and a fifth-grade opportunity can be obtained, without risk, no future troubles, and good luck. ]
[Middle-upper fortune, the Yudai River is cut off and does not recover, return to the north of Xiaoye Peak, nothing is lost, nothing is gained, and it is flat. ]
Lei Jun read the fortune, and his mind was a little subtle.
He had been in and out of the Shunan Bamboo Sea several times, and had been staying here recently, so he had a preliminary understanding of the surrounding environment and terrain.
Xiaoye Peak refers to the mountain forest where he is now.
The True Yin Land is in the bamboo forest north of Xiaoye Peak.
And Yudai Creek is a clear mountain stream that flows through Xiaoye Peak.
The stream is not large in scale, rich in spiritual energy but not particularly abundant.
For Lei Jun, who has already reached the third-day realm, it is a less eye-catching mountain stream.
But now, according to the fortune, this Yudai Creek will directly determine Lei Jun's next harvest in the north of Xiaoye Peak.
Lei Jun carefully read the content of the best fortune.
Fourth-grade opportunity.
Can be expanded.
He intuitively felt that this was the True Yin spiritual object corresponding to the True Yang Wonder Flower.
The opportunity that pointed to the True Yang Wonder Flower at the beginning was also fourth-grade, and the fortune was medium-to-high, without the words "can be expanded", probably because the True Yang Wonder Flower alone was not enough to improve his bones.
And now, Lei Jun is just missing this last step.
The destiny indicated by this lucky sign is that he has the opportunity to improve his roots again.
If he wants to achieve his goal, he can't just guard the real Yin land in front of him, but also do something in Yudai Creek...
Lei Jun has an idea in his mind.
He looked back at the white bamboos, waved his hand, and the Xirang flag flew out and landed on the mountain below the white bamboos.
The dim spiritual light flashed and disappeared.
Then, there was no more spiritual energy flowing out of this bamboo forest. Under the cover of the green bamboo, the white bamboo seemed not so conspicuous.
Lei Jun then buried several of his own talismans around.
The talismans all quietly merged into the soil and disappeared, as if they had never existed.
After making the corresponding preparations, Lei Jun left Xiaoye Peak with the reluctant rolling.
If possible, it would be best to leave a reliable helper here to guard it.
But this rolling is not suitable at the moment.
Taoist Lei doesn't want to give it a chance to embezzle...
The bamboo sea in southern Sichuan is vast, and a man and a bear shuttle through it.
Soon, a clear stream appeared in Lei Jun's field of vision.
After determining the direction, he led the giant roller upstream.
"A cave... a treasure was born..."
Suddenly, intermittent voices drifted into Lei Jun's ears with the wind.
Lei Jun listened attentively, and the voice suddenly became clear:
"... I didn't expect that there was a cave left by a senior master in this bamboo sea, and there were even secret treasures in the cave. Let's go and take a look!"
The group was in high spirits and rushed through the bamboo forest on the other side of Yudai Creek.
From their appearance, there were men and women, old and young.
The most powerful ones were in the second heaven, while the weak ones were still in the stage of refining and nourishing qi.
Lei Jun raised his eyebrows when he heard the voice.
It was hard to say about other places in Shunan Bamboo Sea, as he had already visited all the places nearby.
He did not see any caves left by senior masters.
The light ball in his mind did not react to this.
Lei Jun shook his head slightly, paused for a moment, and then continued to set off.
His goal was clear, which was the new top fortune and the true yin spiritual object.
Even if there was a cave of a senior immortal, Lei Jun would not be distracted for the time being.
He had a preliminary judgment on the broken Yudai Creek mentioned by the fortune.
It was not that it could be broken anywhere.
Instead, it was necessary to choose a suitable point. After the mountain stream was broken, the spiritual energy of the earth veins and mountains would change, thus affecting the true yin land to the north of Xiaoye Peak.
However, it was a coincidence that Lei Jun came to the upper reaches of Yudai Creek and chose a suitable location to cut off the flow. As he walked, he actually found that there were many people gathered in front of him.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air.
The stream was also stained with a little red.
Lei Jun frowned slightly when he saw this.
He did not show up immediately, but pressed down the huge body beside him and signaled the other party to stop.
The wind and thunder symbol "Night Wind" was always around, but he was not worried that the man and the bear would be discovered by the outside world.
Although Lei Jun observed that the highest cultivation among the fighters was only at the third level of the sky.
But the place where they fought was really too coincidental.
Lei Jun's sight passed over the crowd and looked into the distance.
Over there, in the bamboo forest beside the mountain stream, there was a cave entrance on the rock.
In the cave entrance, there was a faint light coming out.
It looked like the cave of the predecessors that people talked about before.
But...
I was familiar with the surrounding environment before, but there was no such cave when I came here... Lei Jun was thoughtful.
Either he really made a mistake earlier.
Or the cave left by this "senior master" was recently dug out.
So many people received the news and were attracted to come here to search for treasures. The news spread so widely that it was hard for Lei Jun not to suspect that someone did it on purpose.
So, who created this so-called senior cave?
Lei Jun looked around the scene and gradually got an idea.
He felt a familiar breath...
Although Shushan Sect directly occupied a huge forest in the Shunan Bamboo Sea, Shushan Sect did not prohibit others from entering and leaving other areas of the Bamboo Sea.
There are often cultivators from all over Bashu who travel to this vast and beautiful place.
Among the people fighting on the scene, Lei Jun did not see the descendants of Shushan Sect.
The disciples of Yushan Temple did not see them either.
There were a few people who practiced the Taoist weapon-refining sect, but they didn't look like the orthodox branch of Shushan. They looked more like the miscellaneous inheritance after many generations, or the casual cultivators who got a little inheritance.
In addition, there were also martial artists who practiced physical training, martial artists who practiced fighting, Confucian swordsmen, Buddhist monks, and so on.
Dozens of people were fighting in a mess.
However, there were no descendants of the holy land-level sects or the children of the top aristocratic families.
They were basically people from small sects, small families, and some casual cultivators from Bashu.
Right now, they were also fighting for themselves here.
But unfortunately...
It was a trap.
Suddenly, there were streaks of blood, which lit up in the mountains, and then flew into the air.
In the air, a small blood river formation gradually condensed.
As the blood river formation turned, it continuously devoured the blood and qi lost by the cultivators below, and gathered in the center of the blood river formation.
Lei Jun saw it from afar and thought to himself that it was indeed the case.
No wonder he felt a little familiar before.
He had not noticed any Blood River Sect monks hiding nearby before, and probably mixed in with the fighting crowd.
As expected, a figure took the initiative to leave the battle group and flew to the Blood River Formation above.
However, it was not the Blood River Sect monk Lei Jun thought, but an old Taoist who practiced the Taoist weapon refining school.
It seemed that he had obtained some Blood River secrets like Chen Yi earlier.
The old Taoist sat on the Blood River Formation, pinching the magic formula with both hands, sitting cross-legged.
A huge suction force came from the Blood River Formation, not only absorbing the blood and qi of other monks below, but also sucking the water of Yudai Creek up to the sky.
The stream merged into the Blood River Formation, and a new blood river was born.
Under the influence of the bloody evil spirit, the monks with lower cultivation strength at the scene, especially those with weaker souls and will, became bloodthirsty and belligerent, and only wanted to kill all the creatures in front of them.
The few people with higher cultivation were still able to stay awake.
They looked at the old Taoist priest on the Blood River Formation and were all surprised: "Old Taoist Sanqian, you are actually a Blood River Evil Daoist?!"
The old Taoist priest sighed lightly: "I am not a Blood River Evil Daoist, but... hey!"
His name is Huang Sanqian, and he is also a well-known casual cultivator in the southern part of Shu. He is thick-skinned and dares to claim to be the descendant of the branch of the branch of the branch of Shushan.
But he has been practicing for a lifetime and has relied on his own hard work.
To be able to cultivate to the third level of the sky is already a superior figure among casual cultivators.
On weekdays, Huang Sanqian is also a Taoist with some popularity and reputation in the southern part of Shu. There are often rumors that he helps to guide fellow Taoists and juniors, and his reputation is good.
Although he came to the cave to compete for treasures today, Huang Sanqian seemed to stop at a certain point and was unwilling to completely hurt the harmony with everyone.
Who would have thought that he would suddenly show a Blood River Formation?
"I'm sorry, fellow Taoists... but I have to fight this time today. I'm already 127 years old... I don't have time!"
In the blood river array, under the red light, the old Taoist's face was blurred, and his expression was a moment of shame, but it immediately turned into firmness and determination.
Even a little crazy.
One hundred and twenty-seven years old.
For cultivators in the third heaven realm, this is already the middle-aged and elderly stage, and they are gradually starting to go downhill.
If the middle-aged plateau from fifty to one hundred years old may be small, but there is still a little chance of improvement, then from the age of one hundred, cultivators in the third heaven realm are almost destined to stop at the lower three heavens.
There are exceptions.
But in the history of the cultivation world for thousands of years, there are only a few special cases.
It is so rare that a cultivator who can break through from the third heaven to the fourth heaven after the age of one hundred, even if there is no progress in the future, is enough for him to leave a name in history!
As for one hundred and fifty years old...
Huang Sanqian didn't dare to think about it any further.
That was the twilight years when his own state was rapidly declining, and he would only regress and weaken, with no possibility of any progress. He could only watch the end of his life of 200 years waiting for him.
He was unwilling!
He wanted to fight for the last time!
Even if he had to give up all the character, dignity, and bottom line he had insisted on before.
As long as he could succeed!
And the hope was...
He stretched out his hand.
A magic sword with flashing precious light suddenly flew out of the fake cave and landed in front of Huang Sanqian in the blood river array.
The others were even more shocked when they saw this: "Did you arrange the cave?!"
Huang Sanqian said nothing, just focused on his magic sword.
The spiritual power of the blood river array kept flowing and began to help him to sacrifice the magic sword.
The others wanted to struggle and resist.
But they were already exhausted after the battle, and now they were attacked by Huang Sanqian, who was already the strongest among the crowd, so it was difficult for them to resist the blood river array.
Huang Sanqian's expression at this moment was a little gloomy and distorted under the reflection of the blood light.
He spurted out blood from his mouth and sprinkled it on the magic sword.
The magic sword suddenly flashed a more dazzling treasure light.
The suction of the blood river array also increased.
Under the traction of the large array, the flow of Yudai Creek has stopped, and the stream water has become the source of the blood river.
"It can succeed, it can succeed!"
The old Taoist in the array was excited to the point of being a little crazy:
"As long as I can hold on for seven days, I will definitely be able to refine this treasure, and I will definitely be able to break through the natural disasters and achieve the fourth level of cultivation..."
"Bang!!!"
Just as the old Taoist was dancing with joy, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.
The black shadow quickly moved from far to near, from small to large.
It was like a meteorite, flying out from the side and hitting Huang Sanqian violently!
Huang Sanqian wanted to resist, but found that he had no time to deal with it, and the whole person was knocked out by the black shadow.
"Boom!!"
The black shadow hit the blood river array like a giant cannonball.
There seemed to be a flash of spiritual light.
The blood river array shook violently, then collapsed and tore apart.
The magic sword trembled violently, lost control, and was pulled by the evil spiritual power of the blood river array. The surface was suddenly covered with cracks, and then broke into pieces.
In the sky, it seemed as if a bloody rain fell.
The stream water that lost its pull fell again, but it was dyed red and could not recover for a long time.
Those monks who survived the disaster were all stunned.
Everyone turned their heads and saw a huge round black shadow shaking its head in the collapsed bamboo forest over there, and stood up again.
It turned out to be a mountain leopard.
And the old Taoist priest Huang Sanqian was still on the rock, as if he had been crushed...
This mountain leopard looked quite difficult to deal with. It opened its big mouth and roared towards Yudai Creek, like a muffled thunder.
Everyone had suffered from the blood river array, and they were already seriously injured and exhausted. Seeing the fierce appearance of the mountain leopard, even if they had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to stay any longer. They took advantage of the collapse of the blood river array and fled away.
Soon, there was no one left in Yudai Creek except the bodies of the dead.
Lei Jun appeared beside the rolling body.
The big guy turned his fat face away from him, looking like he was sulking alone.
Lei Jun patted the other's shoulder and took off his Tianjiang Talisman from his shoulder.
He looked at the mess of Yudai Creek, sighed lightly, raised his hand, and a top-grade evil-repelling talisman flew out to purify the water of Yudai Creek in front of him.
Then, he cleaned up the bodies of the dead.
After completing these treatments, Lei Jun flicked his fingers, and his own natal Yin Wulei Zhengfa Talisman derived Ji Tu Yin Lei, which fell into the stream.
At the same time as the silent Yin thunder sounded, it seemed that there was yellow soil like Xiran growing in the water, and finally cut off Yudai Creek.
After doing all this, Lei Jun looked at the old Taoist priest who was lying in the bamboo forest behind Gungun.
He was dying, and was breathing out more than breathing in.
Lei Jun looked down at him and said, "Although you are determined to achieve enlightenment at all costs, I can't let you do it."
PS: This is the first chapter today. When I was writing it, I felt that it would be better not to divide it, so it is a 6k chapter. We will have a second chapter later.