The master and apprentice of the Dust Dao Master did not know that there was a spirit stone under this soaphorn tree.

Perhaps on this planet, except for Lingxiao, even if normal humans see the spirit stone, they are unlikely to be able to see anything abnormal about it.

This involves the issue of the cultivation dimension, the spirit race is an existence more than one dimension higher than the human spirit cultivator, just like the god race only exists in myths and legends for human beings.

Even Zhang Yunxian couldn't spy on the true face of the spirit stone, because the spirit stone is not a stone in the general understanding, but is condensed by a large amount of spiritual power over thousands of years, and such a formation condition is almost impossible to have on the planet where humans currently live.

As night fell, the pilgrims on the mountain gradually returned, and the gate of the Old Mother Palace Scenic Area was completely closed.

Zhang Yunxian, Ling Zhi and Shi Qiaoer, after coming down from the scenic spot, found a restaurant with special farm dishes, ate something casually, and rested in the hotel for a while.

When it was approaching, the three of them took advantage of the night and quietly rushed to the location of the back door of the scenic spot that had been agreed with the chief of the dust road.

A Taoist boy was already waiting at the door, and he should have been instructed by Chuchen to wait here.

When Dao Tong saw them coming, he didn't speak, looked around for a moment, then opened the door and motioned for a few people to follow him in.

In the courtyard, Chuchen sat quietly under the soaphorn tree, and there were three more futons on the ground than during the day, obviously for Zhang Yunxian and them.

The four of them sat upright around the soaphorn tree in the east, west, north and south directions.

A crescent moon is like a hook, hanging high in the sky, and the smell of incense is faintly permeating the small courtyard.

Silence, emptiness, and the time of the child comes.

The original tall but plain soaphorn tree instantly became unusual.

From the trunk to the branches and leaves, the whole tree glowed with a hazy milky white halo, and a little spiritual power was like a starlight, slowly rising from the root of the tree, along the body of the tree, from the bottom to the top, as if gilding the tree with a holy coat.

Of course, this scene can only be seen by spiritual cultivators, and in the eyes of ordinary people, spiritual power cannot be seen at all.

Shi Qiao'er and Ling Zhi, two young girls, have long been shocked and fascinated by this dreamy scene that can only be seen in movie special effects, even though both of them have been cultivators for a long time, but it is the first time they have seen a miracle like this.

Zhang Yunxian is also a little trance, looking at this tree during the day, although it is full of antiquity, but it is far from being as full of spiritual charm as at this time, he is now looking at the soaphorn tree in his eyes, but there is a strange intuition in his heart, as if this tree has given birth to its own soul, although it can not be seen, but all the time, it is windless, revealing a joy and joy in his heart.

Isn't this tree a refinement?

Zhang Yunxian thought a little absurdly.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, what is the layman's heart feeling at this moment?" said the Dust Dao Master suddenly.

Zhang Yunxian carefully experienced the spiritual power in his body, and the degree of growth in such a moment of work was actually worth a few nights of penance on weekdays.

"What a rich spiritual power!" Zhang Yunxian couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "It's just Dao Chief, why can't you feel this spiritual power at all in the daytime?"

The Chief of the Dust Dao smiled and replied, "This question has also bothered me for a long time, but it was the master who woke me up later!"

"Oh, how does Venerable Master explain?" Zhang Yunxian asked curiously.

"Master, he didn't know the specific reason, but he told me that cultivators pay attention to the nature of non-action, and all the causes and circumstances in the world naturally have their own reasons, and since God has arranged for this spiritual tree to only emit spiritual power at night, the same is true. We cultivators should conform to the will of Heaven, and we only need to be in awe and gratitude for such an arrangement from God, so why do we have to be obsessed with tracing the source?"

Zhang Yunxian didn't know what to say, the negative thoughts of cultivators, he could fully appreciate them at the moment.

"What the Venerable Master said also makes some sense!" said in the end, he had no choice but to say so.

It's also a shame that the pair of masters and apprentices didn't have the idea of getting to the bottom of the matter, otherwise the spirit stone buried under the roots of the tree would have been dug up by them a long time ago, and it would not be known.

"Regarding the spiritual power incarnation, I don't know how far you have comprehended it so far?" Zhang Yunxian felt the spiritual power that continued to pour into his body, and asked Chu Chen.

Chuchen stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful in the air, turned over his palm, and a milky white spiritual power in his palm slowly turned into a cyan gourd under the gaze of Zhang Yunxian and the three of them.

At first, the gourd was only the size of a palm, and after the shape was fixed, it didn't see how the dust moved, but it swelled up quickly, and it grew to more than a foot tall in the blink of an eye.

"Wow! Grandpa Dao Chief, this gourd looks exactly like the real one!" Shi Qiao'er couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the amazing method of the Dao Chief.

Zhang Yunxian also nodded with some admiration, feeling that this gourd made of spiritual power did not seem to be a problem.

"Good means!"

"Alas......" who knew that when I heard Zhang Yunxian's admiration, I sighed gloomily, and said with some regret: "The key to spiritual power is not in things, but in transformation! Take this gourd as an example, although I can change it, but there is always a gap between what I have changed and the real gourd!"

"Dao Chief, can you lend me a look?"

"Of course, please take a look!" the chief of the dust path handed the cyan gourd in his hand to Zhang Yunxian.

Zhang Yunxian took a closer look, this gourd made of spiritual power, whether it was weight or feel, was a little less than a normal gourd.

He frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly seemed to have figured out something, with an excited smile on his face, and said to Izuchen: "Dao Leader just said that the key to spiritual power is to transform, right?"

Chuchen nodded, "That's right, this is what my master taught me back then!"

"Dao Chief, I think I probably understand, what is lacking in this gourd?"

"Oh, the layman is really very understanding, you can tell me, what is lacking?"

Zhang Yunxian gently threw the gourd twice, stroked the cyan skin of the gourd, and said slowly: "Spiritual power, the key is to transform! Normal gourd relies on a seed, which is irrigated and fertilized in the soil, moistened by sunlight and rain, and then takes root and sprouts, breaks through the soil, and grows into a Teng seedling, and then absorbs the most adequate nutrients before it can blossom and bear fruit, and finally after the baptism of time, the fruit slowly matures and becomes a real gourd......

"That's right! Everything in the world is inseparable from change, from small to large, from seed to fruit!" Chuchen also seemed to grasp a trace of inspiration, immersed in the majestic spiritual power, and frowned.

However, the gourd transformed by spiritual power only showed an instantaneous state of the gourd becoming a fruit, lacking a kind of life change and power. ”

"Yes, that's right!" Izuku chimed in.

"Dao Chief, please look!" Zhang Yunxian stretched out his hand and held the gourd flat in the air, releasing a wisp of spiritual power from his body, wrapping it tightly.

"It's ......" Izuchen's eyes suddenly widened.

He saw that the skin of this cyan gourd slowly began to fall off in the blink of an eye.

The place where the green skin fell immediately turned into a light yellow, and as the green skin continued to fall, the whole gourd turned a faint yellow.

Without waiting for the dust to make any comments, the skin of the light yellow gourd began to fall off again, and every time it fell off, the bottom became a golden color, and soon, the whole body of this gourd turned golden.

It wasn't over yet, the golden glow lasted for a few seconds, slowly starting to dim.

The golden yellow has turned into a withered yellow again, and the gourd has also become shriveled from the original verdant, but it is very strange that the dust is clearly from this shriveled gourd, and the strong vitality is felt.

"Click!"

Zhang Yunxian pinched the gourd into two pieces with his bare hands, and Chuchen was dumbfounded.

Because, he actually saw that inside this gourd, more than a dozen gourd seeds appeared, that is, gourd seeds!

"Hurry up and show me!" Chuchen was a little out of shape excitedly, grabbed the gourd scoop in Zhang Yunxian's hand, and watched it with bright eyes.

"I see!I see!hahahaha!" he burst into a hearty laugh.

"Dao Chief, the key to the transformation of spiritual power lies in transformation, this teaching of the respected teacher really made me suddenly!" Zhang Yunxian rubbed the dozen gourd seeds in the palm of his hand, and said to Chuchen with some feeling.

"The comprehension of the layman is more than ten times stronger than that of the poor road!" "Chuchen's eyes stared at the two-petaled gourd in his hand, and he praised Zhang Yunxian in his mouth, "The poor road was thirty years ago, when I heard this teaching from the master, but until now I have not understood the true meaning of it! If it weren't for the layman's guidance just now, the poor road would have to walk the wrong road for a few years in vain! Hahahaha! Thank you!"

"I'm really ashamed to be a master!" Respecting the teacher is the real master!" Zhang Yunxian praised convincingly.

At this moment, on the soaphorn tree, the spiritual power that was just like a vast ocean suddenly dissipated and became invisible, and in the surrounding air, no longer felt any fluctuations in spiritual power, and everything returned to the way it was before Zishi.

"Huh......" Several people invariably exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and they were all forced to end the absorption of spiritual power with some unfinished feelings.

"This spirit tree, which only has one hour a day, will glow with endless spiritual power, and the rest of the time, it is relatively normal!" Chuchen saw the puzzled look on Zhang Yunxian's face, and explained loudly.

"This tree is really interesting!" Zhang Yunxian muttered.

"If the layman is not in a hurry to leave, he can stay in Lishan for a long time, we cultivate the spiritual enlightenment every day, it is really a great pleasure in life!"

"The Dao Chief's ability to cherish himself without a broom, such a high wind and bright festival is really admirable! As long as the Dao Leader doesn't bother us, we must stay for a few more days!" Zhang Yunxian thought to himself, not only did he need to break through the level of spiritual power, but Ling Zhi and Shi Qiao'er both needed this huge spiritual power to complete the promotion of the Spirit Lord as soon as possible.

Looking at the world, where to find such a good place for spiritual cultivators to frantically absorb spiritual power like a plug-in? With such a good opportunity, of course he will not be polite!

What's more, for the spirit stone under the tree, listening to Lingxiao's meaning, for him, the meaning is extraordinary, and it is something that Zhang Yunxian is bound to get!

Therefore, since he was sincerely invited, Zhang Yunxian simply pushed the boat down the river, thinking to himself, it would be better to stay in Lishan for a few more days......