On the beach, Chu Weiyang's figure walked out of the blue aura.

In just the blink of an eye, Chu Weiyang had already sealed the crimson demon vein blood light in his hand in a jade pot.

In the same place, he only held the Xuanzhen Treasure Book.

At this time, there was no illusion of any memory on the Xuanzhen Treasure Book reappeared, but in the continuous rotation of the mirror light, the tadpole characters of the ghost talisman array were revealed one by one, and the hazy Dao rhyme intertwined and resonated with each other, turning into an invisible net, sealing a bit of true spirit inside.

In a short time, I can see the hazy divine form of the *** master suddenly shining from a certain tadpole text, and then suddenly snatching a wisp of soul power from the true spirit, and then hid it back into the tadpole text.

And in this process, Chu Weiyang was able to truly see the most subtle spiritual changes in the soul of the female monk who belonged to the Blood Demon Dao monk, because of the seizure of the soul power by others.

And after the escaping qi was captured by the Xuanzhen Treasure Book, there was no need to perform any cruel secret methods of soul snatching, relying on the Dao Technique of Leaving the Yin and Ghost Evil of the Hate Palace, Chu Weiyang was already able to use this to gain insight into those messy memory fragments.

Just a glimpse of the lightning between the stone and fire, the light and shadow between those repeated have already hung in Chu Weiyang's mind, these strange memories have not been fully revealed, have not completely burst out, in an instant, the "Autopsy Refining Diagram" on the spiritual platform has already fallen with bright light, and these memories have been suppressed.

If the memory aura is sealed into a tangible Taoist book, it is full of phantom fragments, which can teach people to see the general idea at a glance, but the real details are all hidden in the Taoist book, waiting for Chu Weiyang to look through it with his divine thoughts.

And after doing this, Chu Weiyang looked at the true spirit itself that was imprisoned on the surface of the treasure mirror with a rather hesitant gaze.

The foundation of the Bloody Dao arises from the meaning of the Tao and the Fa, and what is taught to people at a glance is all the qi that cannot be cultivated, which is where the flaw of these Dharma veins lies at the source.

Of course, what Chu Weiyang originally cared about was not the harmony between the Tao and the Fa, no matter how high the Dao was, it was always no match for the Xuanming Danding Righteousness, the Ting Chang Mountain Mystic Law, and the Barbarian Tyrant of the Hate Palace.

All he cares about is the inheritance of the Earth Master's lineage.

Don't look at Fang Cai, Chu Weiyang almost only took this life with a few thunderbolts in succession, because there was a gap between strength and weakness in the foundation of his own Dao Law, but in addition, it was the Thunder Dao Law that naturally restrained the Earth Master Method.

The former is a celestial phenomenon, the latter is a terrain; The former is the cardinal of Zhu Qi, but the latter is the intertwined array of Qi into Feng Shui; The former should be a hexagram in the laws, and the latter should be a hexagram in the laws.

And removing these, only purely learning the Fa itself, is still a promising and prosperous vein.

Whether it is Feng Shui, moving mountains to catch up with the veins itself, or using all evils to evolve the Wuji Seal Pattern Array, they are all rare and exquisite means outside of the heavenly phenomena.

This person was able to figure out how to control the Earth Master Method with the power of the Blood Demon Dao, which was already a very awakening means.

And Chu Weiyang thought of the hazy light and shadow that Fang Cai saw from her true spirit at that glance, so his concern for the earth master lineage became more and more inseparable with the birth of more and more ingenious ideas.

Finally, when Chu Weiyang was muttering for so long, the group on the Dharma Boat leaned close to the beach, and Pei Wenli, who was the leader, held the apricot yellow flag that originally fell into the sea, and respectfully presented it to Chu Weiyang.

Looking at the magic weapon that was still full of spiritual light, Chu Weiyang finally made up his mind at this moment, thinking of the actions of the *** master just now, this kind of Yin spirit refined into the rune array also has the means to improve, in this way, the roughness of the Dao and the law is no longer even a problem.

As soon as he thought of this, almost with the flash of Chu Weiyang's mind, the divine thought pulled the invisible and phaseless net that intertwined and resonated on the Xuanzhen Treasure Book, and suddenly tightly wrapped that true spirit, and then fell into a tadpole text that passed through the ghost rune array.

Only between the lightning and the fire, everything that happened in the tadpole text was almost a replica of the experience of the previous master, splitting the underworld in one point, and the Sen Sen Dao Palace was established

, the female cultivator's soul turned into a yin spirit manifestation and sat in the Yin Netherworld Dao Palace.

After doing this, Chu Weiyang stretched out his hand and put away the apricot yellow banner presented by Pei Wenli.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Weiyang crossed Pei Wenli's figure and looked at the group of people who were in a panic mixed with further expectant expressions.

Under the blessing of the Island Protection Array, Chu Weiyang stopped and the majestic coercion of the Foundation Building Realm swept towards them from all directions.

This time, Chu Weiyang even gave up breaking their Dao hearts with the lives of some people and the red blood.

For Chu Weiyang, every time he survives, he is a part of his dojo heritage, which means that the resources on the cultivation path are more abundant.

Compared to these, any shock and reassurance are all insignificant.

The qi machine bloomed and suppressed without reservation, and then, the Xuanzhen Treasure Cave looked at the mirror light, and suddenly turned into a series of rune arrays, imprinted in everyone's eyebrows.

Waving his hand, too lazy to explain anything to them, Chu Weiyang had already turned around and looked at Pei Wenli on the side.

Before he could open his mouth eagerly, Chu Weiyang had already handed the jade pot in front of him. qs

"Servant, I am honestly afraid......

I can probably understand where Pei Wenli's panic is, he is counting the change in Fang Cai as his dereliction of duty.

However, with the cultivation of the Qi refining period, the monks of the foundation building realm can also be cleaned.

This was something that Chu Weiyang had never hoped for.

"Poor Dao only depends on how you do things, panic is not afraid, in fact, it is an inconsequential matter, in my place, there is no difference between good and bad, only the division between life and death, to be able to connect this demon vein with you, it already means that the idea of poor Dao, your panic itself, is insignificant!

Well, by the way, there is one more thing, originally your demon vein refining is not an overnight thing, don't you still have to recuperate the Dao body, and then I will send you one more thing, in the north of the island, according to the plan in the jade slip, build a nine-fold five-color earth altar, and complete it in two days, as soon as possible!"

While speaking, Chu Weiyang Fu took out another blank jade slip, swept his mind, imprinted all the seal patterns in it, and handed it to Pei Wenli together with the jade pot itself.

In order to listen to Chu Weiyang's various words, Pei Wenli's expression became solemn, and there was no longer any obvious emotion on his face, and he respectfully accepted these.

"Servant, obey!"

"Let's get to work."

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At the same time, in the open sea, north of the Hundred Snake Islands, the once nameless desert island, today is the majestic and magnificent Fire Scale Island.

As far as the eye can see, the island is wide, and the rolling hills can almost be seen from it.

At this time, in the midst of the staggered mountains and fields, more than 1,000 people are building on the island, and when they look carefully, they are not like what Chu Weiyang did on Lingfu Island, these more than 1,000 people are almost like miners, digging mountain rocks, and in time, there are pale ores showing spiritual light exposed under the sun.

And in the middle of the island, a lonely peak from the continuous mountains is like a sharp sword piercing the sky, and at the top of the mountain, there is a Taoist palace.

At this time, the door of the palace is closed, but the inside does not look dark, the incense candles on the four walls are bright, and the lights of the huge Taoist hall are bright, and in the center of the Taoist hall, on a futon carved from red warm jade, a burly man is opening his arms, and the Taoist robe is scattered on both sides, which is more wanton and uninhibited.

At this moment, the strong man was holding an octagonal square mirror in one hand, and when he looked at it carefully, the mirror was not smooth, but it looked very rough, not to mention the face of the strong man, so he could not even reflect the hazy outline of his body.

But when I looked closely, there was a vague aura inside, as if it was reflected from a very distant place.

Finally, as time passed slowly, the spiritual light in the octagonal square mirror stopped changing at a certain moment, and when I looked at it again, the spiritual light intertwined almost condensed into a mystery

The strange seal pattern spread out again in the next moment, turning into a hazy wheel of light.

Immediately after, a faint sound came from the light wheel.

"Big brother!"

Hearing this, the strong man sitting in place immediately showed a smile on his face.

"Second brother! Third brother! Have you ever escorted the treasure to the place? Have you seen the Envoy?"

Xu was really far away, and after a while, he could hear the hazy and vague voice on the other side intermittently transmitting.

"Big Brother...... We've arrived on the island...... The envoy has not arrived...... I heard that there was a lot of fighting in the depths of the open sea...... It's going to be delayed for a while...... But this time the demon veins are sufficient...... Big brother don't worry......"

In the same place, the strong man almost clenched his teeth, squeezed his eyebrows, and listened to the intermittent voice slowly passing the words outward, and when the last sentence of the Tao fell, the strong man suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Good! Good! Good! As long as there is a demon vein, Fire Scale Island will be able to stand here quickly, and our brothers will be able to complete the important tasks ordered by the envoy...... However, the second brother and the third brother, you should turn back as soon as possible, and the younger sister went to visit the Lingfu Island of Nalaoshzi, but I have not turned back yet, and I am the only one on the island, so it is not good to leave, and the more I teach me, I am a little uneasy......."

Hearing this, the intermittent voice at the other end of the octagonal square mirror fell into a long silence again.

「…… Good...... We ...... I got ......."

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The next day, Lingfu Island, north.

The nine-fold steps, the five-colored soil, and the majestic altar were shining in front of Chu Weiyang.

In all directions, the prayer buildings are lined up, and the hanging tulle is faintly depicted with the Wuji seal pattern, swaying in the sea breeze, hunting sound, slowly like a forest.

And in the staggered hanging curtain of the prayer building, there is a brass tripod embroidered with cloud patterns and Taiyin thunder seal, which is placed in these prayer buildings in a staggered manner.

In the ding, each place five-colored soil, burning red sandalwood, cigarette smoke, wrapped in a ghostly light, seems to reach the nine heavens.

At this time, far away, Chu Weiyang led a group of people and slowly walked towards the five-colored earth altar.

Boom-boom-boom——!

It was the sound of hundreds of monks' neatly collapsed footsteps, that was Hong Zhong Dalu, and that was the majestic vitality of the Jiang Palace.

That's Thunder!