At this time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhang Yang suddenly felt that his immortal root tree vibrate, and there was a pain in his head, but then he felt that the swelling pain was actually decreasing, as if he had found a place to release it in a suffocated breath.

Zhang Yang put his consciousness on the spiritual platform, and now the Taixuan Sutra came out with golden light at a critical time, enveloping the wood immortal root, and the immortal root of the big tree really returned to its normal state, where was the aura of those swollen barks released?

"Ah, what's going on? Isn't my Wood Immortal Root already reaching the Ten Feet Great Perfection? Why is it still growing? Zhang Yang exclaimed.

It turned out that when he shook just now, it was those swollen spiritual qi that raised the main trunk of the wood immortal root several feet upward, and now it has passed ten zhang, and it continues to grow again.

The immortal root has passed the great consummation of the heavenly qualification, and it is still rising, what is the rhythm of this? Could it be that there is an immortal root that is even higher than the Great Perfection of Heavenly Qualifications?

As a result of this momentary absorption, the spirit grass began to wither again.

This is actually the pot-shaped stone that has become a fine and is fighting against Zhang Yang's wood immortal root in a life-and-death contest. It's just that this round Mu Xiangen won in a dangerous way, but it was a blessing in disguise, and he achieved a potential that was even stronger than that of the Tianpin qualified Immortal Root.

But the contest isn't over yet. The tub is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. He didn't explode Zhang Yang's immortal root all of a sudden, and he was a little annoyed. Since Zhang Yang did not explode when he was ten zhang, he decided to repeat the old trick at the pass of eleven zhang.

So the basin-shaped stone began to input spiritual energy into Zhang Xian's immortal root again, and after a while, Zhang Yang's immortal root grew taller again, but this time there was no feeling of swelling. It's a smooth way up.

Suddenly, the aura on the spirit grass disappeared all of a sudden, not withered yellow, but just like an ordinary grass.

The basin-shaped stone felt that this was a bottomless pit, and he was fooled, so he withdrew his aura and no longer made a wedding dress for the growth of Zhang Yang's immortal root.

But at this time, the golden light of the Taixuan Sutra on Zhang Yang's spiritual platform dimmed, and the wood immortal root also appeared abnormal, and the entire eleven-zhang tall tree was trembling, which was even more terrifying than an earthquake.

The basin-shaped stone that was about to give up thought that the opportunity had come, and thought that Zhang Yang's immortal root was about to collapse, so he began to input a large amount of spiritual energy, and finally it grew to thirteen zhang, and the big tree immortal tree became more and more stable, and the whole body began to be active, just like rejuvenation, and began to twist his butt again.

Seeing this, the basin stone knew that it had been fooled again. It began to stop releasing aura again, and after this time, it wouldn't be fooled even if it was teased.

But at this point, it's not like it gives up if it wants to. Zhang Yang Lingtai's Taixuan Sutra will not let it go.

I saw that the Taixuan Sutra suddenly burst out with blazing light, and Zhang Yang's spiritual platform was roasted with faint pain. And the branches and leaves of the wood fairy root also had an almost terrifying suction, making it impossible for the basin-shaped stones to retract their spiritual power.

Just now, it was the stone that forcibly sent spiritual power to explode the immortal root. And now, it is the fairy root that is trying to absorb the spiritual power, trying to suck the spiritual power of the basin-shaped stone dry.

Zhang Yang had to sigh that the Taixuanjing was too powerful, he thought he was dying, but it turned out that the Taixuanjing was silently setting up an ambush. However, this time the harvest was really huge, and it played a decisive role in the height of Zhang Yang's life.

And Zhang Yang's fairy root finally grew to a height of twenty zhang, and it actually bloomed full of flowers, and the fragrance of this flower wafted out of the spiritual platform, which could be smelled by the nose.

Zhang Yang's wood attribute immortal root has finally entered the Great Perfection. Moreover, this potential index is not the same as the general heavenly qualifications. Because every additional zhang is added, it is shocking, and those immortals will be shocked when they know it.

At this time, the pot-shaped stone was completely honest, and the aura on the spirit grass was also completely withered. As soon as the mountain wind blew outside, the withered spirit grass was blown away by the wind, leaving only a pot-shaped stone.

Now it looks like the compass that Zhang Yang used in his previous life to pretend to be a fortune teller. In fact, as a fortune teller, there is not much money from real fortune telling, and the main income comes from helping people read feng shui, and fortune telling and feng shui are almost the same.

Some family members who have passed away and hope to be blessed, will ask a fortune teller to find a feng shui treasure place to bury. There are also most people who buy a new home to decorate, housewarming or something, they will find a fortune teller to see, and it is no problem to earn tens of thousands of dollars a day.

I won't talk much about my previous life, but I will mainly talk about this world.

Finally, one of the immortal roots broke through to the Great Perfection, and the effect was far from predicting. Zhang Yang sighed: "No one has shown such achievements, just like a night walk in brocade." Hehe, those so-called immortals who abandoned Lao Tzu at the beginning, I will let you know how to write the word regret. ”

However, Zhang Yang was only proud for a moment, and he realized that there were still many problems behind, and the road to cultivating immortals was not so easy.

For example, although he is now in the Great Perfection of the Wood Immortal Root, he can't cultivate mana without cleansing the marrow of the I Ching to generate a sea of qi and cultivating the meridians and bone acupoints. If you don't have mana, you don't have supernatural powers, so you're an immortal who still cultivates a fart.

Next, he was going to split and cultivate the meridians and the sea of qi, but he didn't have the exercises. There is a Taixuan Sutra in the air, and only a few life-saving charms appear on it, and now there is no master to guide it, and this road depends on yourself to touch it, which is really difficult.

"It's dry, watch out for candles. Bang, Bang, Bang," the town's watchman shouted a safety slogan while knocking the bamboo cane in his hand five times.

After tossing all night, it is now five watches, and the people in the town have begun to get up.

Zhang Yang looked in the direction of the town, and suddenly there were some wisps of gas in the homes of those residents in the town that only he could see, flying in this direction, mixed with the smell of sandalwood candles.

These people worship God so early? Zhang Yang muttered. And when these incense qi flew over, they revolved around Zhang Yang and stayed by his side for a long time.

Is this incense property mine? Could it be that these really built a shrine for me? Burn incense and worship me every morning?

So Zhang Yang came to the roof of the villa to let himself see further.

Although it was still dark before dawn, and he couldn't see his fingers, some people were still lighting lamps, so that Zhang Yang could see some things clearly.

There is a family whose hall door is facing Zhang Yang's side, and the family can be seen hanging Zhang Yang's head on the ancestral shrine seat where the main hall enters, and lighting three incense sticks to worship him. After worshipping, the incense came to Zhang Yang's side.

But Zhang Yang only saw three families doing this, and there was no movement in the homes of the other residents.

Although Zhang Yang didn't know what this incense was for, those gods on the earth also cared about it, and it must be beneficial. Yesterday, these people all promised to build a shrine for him, and now the three families have fulfilled their promise, what about the others?

No way. There are still too many people, and it seems that I have to urge them.

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