As the sun set, Jun Qianxian stood on the top of the mountain and looked at Zhushan reluctantly, but he also left a lot of good memories here, and now he is about to leave, but he is a little reluctant.

I saw that Jiuxuan, who was meditating on the eternal avenue in the bamboo house, suddenly saw a dark eye, the scenery changed, and he appeared on the top of the bamboo mountain in an instant. Jiu Xuan is like a great enemy, his expression is extremely solemn, someone can move them in mid-air, so that they have no ability to resist, this has to be a great power, ordinary quasi-saints, or powerful quasi-saints and strong people, I am afraid that only the high saints can.

"Nine Treasures"

When Jiu Xuan heard the familiar voice, he immediately turned his head and knelt down in front of Jun Qianyan.

Jun Qianyan looked at Jiu Xuan's cultivation and nodded, nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Jiu Xuan, have you refined that innate spirit treasure?"

"Master, the apprentice has refined the Mixed Yuan Bead and completely broken all the innate divine prohibitions inside, but he feels that he can't use them handily, and it seems that there is something missing. Jiuxuan hurriedly said.

"Well, I see," Jun Qianyan nodded, "I'll tell you about the origin of this innate spirit treasure." In other words, there is a Chaos Treasure in Chaos, named Chaos Pearl, which is one of the four Chaos Treasures. When the sky was opened, the Chaos Bead suffered a catastrophe, and the Chaos Bead was also destroyed, and its origin was split into many parts, each of which fused the innate immortal spiritual light into many innate spiritual treasures, namely the Dinghai Pearl, Zhou Tianzhu, Yin Yang Pearl, Sancai Pearl, Four Elephant Divine Beads, Five Elements Spiritual Beads, Bagua Spiritual Beads and other innate spiritual treasures, and a few pieces of fragments were obtained by the teacher when they opened the sky, and they were refined into Mixed Yuan Beads"

"I see, then my Chaos Element Bead is the origin of the Chaos Bead, and there is also the Chaos Origin of the Chaos Bead in it. Jiuxuan suddenly realized and immediately said.

"That's right, that's exactly the reason!" Jun Qianyan praised, "But don't worry, if you cultivate to reach the realm of the Golden Immortal, you can completely refine it, but there is still some creation."

"Thank you, Master!"

"Well, you have cultivated to the realm of heavenly immortals, and it is time for you to leave as a teacher" Jun Qianyan responded, saying the purpose of recruiting Jiuxuan this time.

"Ah, Master, but what did the apprentice do wrong" Jiu Xuan was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he knelt down in front of Jun Qianyan, and there was nothing else in his heart except panic.

Seeing Jiu Xuan's appearance like this, Jun Qianyan couldn't help but shake his head, helped him up and said: "It's not that you did anything wrong, but that you have stayed here for too long for the teacher, and it's time to go and travel, you can concentrate on cultivating here, this is the coordinates of the master's dojo, and you can come to find a teacher when you reach the realm of golden immortals in the future" He took out a piece of spiritual jade and carved the coordinates of the Eternal Island on it, threw it into Jiuxuan's hand, and then his figure flashed and floated away, never to be seen again.

"Master, Jiu Xuan will definitely come to find you" Jiu Xuan clenched the spirit jade in his hand and said with a swear.

"By the way, I hope you take good care of the purple bamboo on the edge of the cliff next to the bamboo house, and it may become your junior sister in the future, hahaha, go for the teacher."

A voice with a sense of freedom came from outside Zhushan.

"Yes, Master, the disciple must take care of the little junior sister" Jiuxuan knelt down with blurred tears in his eyes and bowed to the outside of Zhushan.

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Leaving Zhushan, Jun Qianyan traveled eastward all the way, stopping and stopping, and swayed for tens of thousands of years. Today's flood is no longer the thorny land of the past, and there is no one to live in the flood. Although there are only three or two kittens on the desolate land at this time, all this is enough to make Jun Qianyan feel gratified, after all, he is also the creator god of this world.

Jun Qianyan went to the east to see what the legendary dragon looked like in his previous life, along the way with a treasure umbrella and jade flute, sometimes chanting the sound of the avenue, teaching the avenue to the living beings, sometimes playing in the mountains and rivers, singing loudly, picking spiritual fruits to eat when he was hungry, drinking nectar when he was thirsty, and not using mana powers, anyway, his life span is unlimited, and there is too much time to spend.

Under Kunlun, slowly walked down a young man, a moon-white robe, a long hair tied up with a white belt, a long cane in his hand, and a mango shoes on his feet, just like a master who walked in the world, bamboo cane and mango shoes, stepping all over the world.

"I don't know how much time I have passed, but I am back here again" Jun Qianyan unconsciously walked to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, looking up at this legendary Chinese ancestral garden, the ancestor of ten thousand mountains. There is an indescribable leisure, atmosphere and Dao realm. Different from the earthly power and majesty of the heavenly pillars, Kunlun Mountain has a unique stability, as warm as jade, and as solemn as the Tao.

Kunlun, the supreme wonderland.

At this moment, Jun Qianyan is standing with his hands in his hands, standing on the top of Kunlun, looking down on all beings. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the snow-white robe hunting. The top of the mountain pitched, all living beings ants, even Jun Qianyan couldn't help but brush his long hair and sighed: "Small! No wonder in the future, the saints in the world will regard all beings as ants, and they will never be able to understand the state of mind of the saints!"

The tide rises and falls, the clouds spread and the clouds are comfortable, and you don't know how many days have passed, and the figure of Jun Qianyan is still imprinted on the top of Kunlun. The white clothes are like snow, fluttering like immortals, the mountain wind blows and rubs his long hair, and the clouds curl down the mountain. Between the pitches, Jun Qianyan's face showed a trace of pale and sentimentality: "People are in the net, the net is in the heart, and many troubles in life often come from being trapped. The sun rises and sets, the moon rises and the moon sinks, the way of heaven has a certain trajectory, and human life is the same, even if you think about it, life has its own trajectory, whether you want it or not, it is the same. It's better to follow everything with fate, to be able to live freely with fate, and not to miss a lot of good wind and water in life!"