Qinglian Monk sighed and said, "Although your cultivation is low, you can see things clearly. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info, since you can come here, you can be regarded as a person of fate, this seat will give you a creation. ”

Wei Xuanxi said: "Senior, are you willing to give Mochizuki Lotus to you?"

Qinglian Monk shook his head and said: "Moon Lotus is just an introduction, for thousands of years, I don't know how many strong people have been attracted, but no one has been able to come here. After today, this remnant of this seat will also dissipate, and it will be useless to leave it, if you want it, take it, as long as you have the ability to plant it. ”

Wei Xuan hurriedly bowed down and said, "Thank you seniors for reminding me." Even if you can't plant this lotus, you will never have any complaints about your predecessors. ”

Since the Qinglian monk died here, every eighteen years, a Mochizuki lotus has surfaced, but it was not until more than a thousand years ago that a strong man discovered this secret. In the past thousand years, of course, there are many strong people who want to take away the entire Moon Lotus, but no matter how hard they try, after leaving the Crescent Moon Lake, the Moon Moon Lotus will not survive for more than two hours. Wei Xuan was not worried. He has innate divine water, which can give birth to all things, and the Moon Lotus originally grew in the water, how can there be a reason why it can't be planted?

Qinglian nodded, and saw that the white bone suddenly stopped, and Mochizuki Lotus broke away from the white bone and slowly floated in front of Wei Xuan.

Only then did Wei Xuan see clearly that although the Moon Lotus was large, its rhizome was only a finger-thick three-section white jade-like tender lotus. He didn't hesitate, and with a move of his mind, he had already sent Mochizuki Lotus into the small pond in front of the villa in the bag.

Qinglian lay monk's eyes froze, and he said: "It turns out that the Qiankun bag is in your hands, and you can get this treasure, you can be regarded as a blessed person, and the creation of this seat is given to you, and there are no regrets." There is only one condition for this seat, you have been created by this seat, and you should send the bones of this seat back to the village. ”

Wei Xuan nodded and asked, "This matter is within the junior, but I don't know where the senior's hometown is?"

Qinglian monk said: "This hometown is in the Wuji Continent, hundreds of millions of miles away, with your current cultivation, you can't go, as long as you have this heart." There is a crescent knife under the bones of this seat, and after you have dripped blood and confessed to the Lord, you can store the bones of this seat. ”

There is a different space in the Qiankun bag, and there is also a different space in the ring, but the treasures with a different space are definitely not just these two, and the crescent knife mentioned by the Qinglian monk must be the same. Wei Xuan is not an insatiable person, he already has a Qiankun bag, a high-grade ring, a medium-grade ring, and four lower-grade rings, and he also gave a middle-grade ring to Cai Yan and Winnie, but he will not covet the treasures of the Qinglian monk, so he promised: "The junior will definitely cultivate diligently, strive to arrive at the Wuji Continent as soon as possible, send the seniors back to their hometowns, and hand over the bones and crescent knives of the seniors to the descendants of the seniors." ”

Qinglian said with a smile: "Without the protection of this seat, it is difficult to say whether those descendants are still alive or not. If you can reach the Infinite Continent one day, you only need to find a quiet place and bury your bones, and you don't have to worry about anything else. After thinking about it, he said: "That's right, you have a Qiankun bag in your hand, so naturally you can't look down on the crescent knife in this seat, do you want to keep it for yourself or give it away, you can do it yourself." Time is running out, so let's gather our energy and accept the creation. ”

Wei Xuan didn't dare to slack off, and quickly gathered his mind. I saw the afterimage of the Qinglian monk pointing towards the white bone, and the white bone suddenly shone brightly, and a majestic spiritual power surged towards Wei Xuan's body from all directions. Wei Xuan was shocked, and was about to resist with his strength, when he felt that the divine fetus in his mind shook slightly, and his cultivation was rising steadily.

Regardless of the type of exercise, the practitioner is transforming the heaven and earth aura or innate aura into his own power and using it for his own use, which is a long-term, step-by-step accumulation process. And now, what the Qinglian monk gave to Wei Xuan was the spiritual power that had been absorbed and refined. If Wei Xuan is a cultivator, these spiritual powers can directly allow him to break through the realm, but Wei Xuan's cultivation is innate divine skills, and these spiritual powers must be transformed into source power first, which also requires a process.

The excess spiritual power that had not had time to be transformed accumulated at the Weixuan Dantian and formed an "Inner Dan", or more precisely, a fake Dan. The spiritual power in the fake pill is being devoured and transformed by the divine fetus every moment, and this process will last for half a month. And half a month later, Wei Xuan's cultivation will skyrocket to the late stage of the Bronze God Fetal Realm.

Even in the aura environment of the late Eastern Han Dynasty, Wei Xuan would need at least two hundred years of penance if he wanted to reach the late stage of the Bronze God Fetus Realm, and what the Qinglian monk gave him was indeed a great creation. Wei Xuan suppressed his excitement, bowed down and said, "Thank you, senior!"

Qinglian Monk sighed and said, "It's a pity that this seat has been dead for too long, and the spiritual power has almost dissipated, so I can only help you get here." Finally, I will send you a few more pictures that you need to keep in mind, so that you can recognize your hometown in the future, and you can also recognize the evil spirits outside the territory. ”

Wei Xuan asked in surprise, "Extraterritorial evil spirits?"

Qinglian Jushi shook his head and said, "I don't have time to explain, you can feel it yourself." ”

There are three sets of screens. The first group is the hometown of the Qinglian monks, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the disciples under the Qinglian monks are like clouds. The second group is the perception of the cultivation of the Qinglian monks, to Wei Xuan's surprise, the Qinglian monks practiced the Qingxuan Divine Skill, which is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. The third set of pictures is the scene of the battle between the Qinglian monk and the extraterritorial evil spirits.

The battle is extremely fierce, and all kinds of supernatural powers and evil arts emerge in endlessly, which is thrilling to see and blood-scarring. At the last moment, the Qinglian monk raised the crescent moon knife and struck hard, only to defeat the evil spirit to ashes, and he himself was seriously injured and fell. And it was the last blow of the Qinglian monk that even collapsed the ground, forming today's Crescent Lake, which shows the great power of this blow.

What shocked Wei Xuan the most was the extraterritorial evil spirit, his body shape could change at will, as if there was no substance, and it was difficult for the Qinglian Monk to use the attack method to hit him. Wei Xuan's fetal transformation and shape-changing magic power can also change the shape and size of the body, but it is definitely not so arbitrary. If he encounters such an evil spirit, Wei Xuan thinks that he has no chance of winning. Of course, if you can fight with Qinglian Monk and become such an evil spirit, the realm will definitely not be low.

Just thinking about these things, he suddenly saw the afterimage of the Qinglian monk flickering slightly, slowly dissipating at the bottom of the crescent lake, and Wei Xuan didn't even have time to say a word.

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As the saying goes, the dead are greater. Wei Xuan had obtained such a creation in vain, and he had even more respect for the Qinglian monk, and bowed three more times to the white bone, and then raised his hand, wanting to take the white bone whole. Unexpectedly, this white bone had been at the bottom of the lake for too long, and he only moved slightly, and then it fell apart and made a mess, and the crescent knife under it was also revealed. Wei Xuan was about to take the knife in his hand when he suddenly noticed something unusual.