Nanli Guangxu Zhenjun's golden body is a middle-aged appearance with big ears on the one hand, narrow and feminine eyes, a straight nose bridge, and a generous Yintang; a golden ethereal Taoist robe, a jade crown hanging from the top of his head, a dusty sword in one hand, and a sword in the book Nanli Emperor, and a piece of gold jade Ruyi in the other, giving people a sense of majesty.

Zhang Yuanhao waved his hand, the door of the ancestral hall closed, he took out the incense, and the fire of spiritual power ignited it, and casually inserted it into the five-colored soil in the big ding, together with dense incense sticks.

As soon as his spiritual sense moved, Zhang Yuanhao looked towards the golden statue, only to see that there was a small space in it, which was full of purple luck, and the luck condensed into purple spars the size of thumbs, densely crowded in that space, very eye-catching.

Looking into the air again, through the top of the ancestral hall, you can see a swirling green smoke, in which all kinds of luck are interspersed and mixed, the green smoke and luck blend together, slowly turn into purple crystals, and fall into the golden statue in the ancestral hall.

"It's a bit similar to the Black Iron Sect, but it's much more clever than it!"

Zhang Yuanhao observed carefully, his face serious.

The Black Iron Sect could only let the mortals of Li Min offer incense to it and bless the religious fortune, but Nanli Guangxu Zhenjun ordered countless monks in the Dali Dynasty to incense it and bless the national fortune.

But in fact, if you don't get to the Yuan Baby, you can't enjoy the incense offerings, and the Black Iron Sect's practice can be said to be disobedient, but the Douyuan Immortal Sect just turns a blind eye.

Zhang Yuanhao looked at the purple luck spar densely inlaid in the golden statue, and his heart was hot, but he didn't dare to move.

He knew that every powerful person who enjoyed the incense offering was able to have a subtle sense with the golden body statue of his ancestral hall, even if it was thousands of miles away, a little Yuan Ying might be enough to wipe it out.

"Wait......"

Zhang Yuanhao was originally reluctant to leave, but suddenly a spirit, a pair of greedy eyes looked at the green smoke of luck in the air through the top floor of the ancestral hall.

Directly stealing the Qi Luck Crystals in the Golden Statue is likely to be detected, but what about stealing them from the Qi Luck Blue Smoke in mid-air?

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he glanced at the golden statue of Nanli Guangxu Zhenjun in the center of the ancestral hall with an indifferent face, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed open the door and walked out of the ancestral hall.

No one asked him about his situation in the ancestral hall, but a monk dressed as an old Taoist in the crowd looked at him a few more times, and a look of doubt flashed in his old eyes.

Standing still, Zhang Yuanhao watched Li Jiangkui enter the ancestral hall, and after the two doors were closed, he closed his eyes and rested.

In the sea of knowledge, a blue-green climbing fairy vine waved vine roots, like a hideous beast.

A little golden light did not enter it, and the huge immortal vine seemed to suddenly have a charm, exuding a reckless momentum.

Swish!

The body of the immortal vine suddenly appeared behind Zhang Yuanhao, who closed his eyes and concentrated, and a hazy majestic momentum appeared, Qin Yuanjiang stood beside Zhang Yuanhao, as if he had a feeling, and glanced at Zhang Yuanhao with some doubts.

As soon as the immortal vine moved, countless vines spread and climbed towards the sky.

"Huh......?"

In the crowd, the face of the old man in a wrinkled Taoist robe changed, his fingers pinched for a while, his face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat and flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Master...... What's wrong with you?"

When a delicate Taoist boy saw this scene, his face changed greatly and he was anxious.

"How could it be...... What is that, it shouldn't be......"

Lao Dao's eyes were blank, and his mouth was muttering, as if he had seen a ghost.

In mid-air, green smoke covered the mountaintops.

Large swaths of qi luck wandered and shuttled through it, dissolving and disintegrating in the mist of green smoke, and then gathered and condensed into a thumb-sized purple qi luck spars, about every two or three breaths, a spar fell into the golden statue in the ancestral hall and blended into the space.

In this world that ordinary people can't see, a huge blue-green vine plant like a beast of the wilderness spreads countless branches, like an octopus with outstretched tentacles, inserting the barbed branches into the green smoke in mid-air.

A cyan qi shot out from the ancestral hall, blending into the swirling green smoke in the air, and it was quickly mixed together. Immediately after, a brilliant purple spar condensed at the bottom of the green smoke above the ancestral hall and suddenly dripped down.

Phew!

A huge root screeched through the air, piercing through layers of green smoke, rolling up the hedron before quickly retracting into its body.

At the same time, the thick qi luck condensation mist in mid-air was like water droplets absorbed by the countless waving root vines, and the color gradually faded.

And the time for the purple qi fortune spar to condense also became longer and longer with the dilution of the qi luck condensation mist, from the initial two or three breaths to four or five breaths, then to a dozen or so breaths, and finally even dozens of breaths to condense a drop of purple spar.

"Enough, anything else could have happened!"

This was Zhang Yuanhao's absorption of the most Qi Luck, and in less than three minutes, he had absorbed all the Qi Luck equivalent to a hundred Zhuji Existences, which directly caused a significant change in the color of his Qi Luck Immortal Vine, and wisps of purple were wrapped around it.

Especially the four or five purple spars collected during this time, Zhang Yuanhao did not integrate them into his immortal vine body, but stored them in his own sea of consciousness.

Through his senses, although this thumb-sized Qi Luck Crystal did not contain much Qi Luck, its rank was a real purple level.

In Zhang Yuanhao's opinion, the luck of the cyan class can deduce the magic tricks, and the qi of the purple class will definitely be able to go to the next level, and maybe it will be able to perfect the true meaning and rhyme.

When the magic reaches the level of true meaning, the test is the pure comprehension of the essence of the Dao.

Like fire-based techniques, the common ones are burning the true intent, high temperature the true intent, and even destroying the true intent, destroying the true intent, and so on. This kind of true meaning extended from the essence of a certain path in a single spell mostly belongs to the non-advanced level of true intention.

And the true meaning that has truly entered the level may not be called the true meaning, but the law of Dao rhyme that can be mastered by the true people of the Jiedan, and there is one or several true meanings that are fused and mixed, and it has extremely powerful power.

This is what Zhang Yuanhao learned from Dan Yuanzi's Jie Dan Spiritual Consciousness Fragments, all the spiritual consciousness memories of a Dan Realm, if they can be used by him, it will definitely be of great help, but unfortunately, so far, he can only devour Dan Yuanzi's spiritual consciousness fragments in the Qi Cultivation Realm stage.

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At the same time, the Great Departure Dynasty, the capital of Jiuli.

Eighteen thousand years ago, Nanli Xuansha Zhenjun cultivated a Wanren Mountain Range as the Jiuli Imperial Capital with the peak of Yuanying Peak, and the entire imperial capital was a huge spiritual treasure, which could only be controlled by the lords of the Dali Dynasty in the past dynasties by virtue of the inheritance of the treasure.

Deep in the capital of the Nine Li Emperors, inside the Nine Emperors.

An illusory colorful villain sat in mid-air, endless purple luck irrigated down like a torrent, and the villain sat motionless with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the body of the colorful villain moved, opened his eyes, and a grand light burst out from his eyes, penetrating the Ninefold Emperor Que and shooting straight into the sky.