One person monopolizes the dragon veins of one place, this kind of thing has never happened in the past.

Although in ancient times, the pattern of the world has not yet fallen apart, famous caves are everywhere, and Kyushu is not as narrow as it is now, but now Kyushu is newly cobbled together after the catastrophe a thousand years ago, just some intact places selected, not as vast as before, if in the past, even a very small sect can have a mountain gate and occupy a dragon vein, but it is necessary to maintain the operation of the mountain gate, for everyone up and down the door to use, if the head wants to monopolize it is impossible, Zhang Qian is not so burdened at all, he is alone。 Moreover, the dragon veins of this Puyang City are by no means weak, and they contain the vitality of heaven and earth every day, which is comparable to a blessed land of a famous mountain.

From now on, Zhang Qian will not be afraid that the pure yang vitality will be exhausted, and with the help of external forces, the Qi Xing Zhou Tian Realm can also make great progress in a short period of time.

In addition, there is also a large surplus, which can supply the operation of two ancient spirit treasures.

The two ancient spirit treasures in Zhang Qian's hands need to consume a large amount of pure yang vitality every day, and the breathless armor is still acceptable, when not in use, it turns into fine dust and integrates into the flesh and blood in the body, and the body can also carry it, and that exquisite** Tower, its own weight is extremely terrifying, weighing more than 100 million catties, only with the strength of the body can not afford at all, must be driven by the lonely straight man all the time, originally a little stretched, non-sunny day, when the sun is full of real fire, it is difficult to use it to defeat the enemy, usually can only maintain the basic operation, offset their own gravity, and now ingest a large amount of dark iron, piled up, has to Zhang Qian to support its own strength to operate normally.

If this problem is not solved, the mobility of the Linglong ** Tower will be greatly limited, and not only will it not be able to play its original role, but it will become a heavy burden.

Now this dragon vein stone pillar can just come in handy, Zhang Qian waved his hand, the dragon vein stone pillar was integrated into the earth vein, a piece of heaven and earth vitality like a big tree root system spread along the rock layer, the soil spread, the whole space is like a seed of awakening, constantly expanding, the original radius of only ten miles of space in just a few breaths expanded to twenty miles, although the length and width of the change is only doubled, but the entire space, but expanded more than ten times! The stability of the space is also getting higher and higher, and when you glance at it with your divine sense, it is like a glass mirror, with few flaws and gaps, and it is getting smaller and smaller, even if Zhang Qian now relies on the Breathless Armor, it is difficult to perform the method of leaving the stream in it.

In the void in the distance, the lonely man stood with his head held high, and a vast aura emanated from his body.

He is a delicate ** tower spirit, and he lives with it.

Linglong** tower into the dragon vein stone pillar to be strengthened, his strength is naturally rising, now Zhang Qian only feels that his breath is strong, like the abyssal sea, it actually makes him have a feeling of difficulty breathing, has completely suppressed him, before this, Zhang Qian relied on his own several powerful means, still has the confidence to deal with Gu Zhigong a few tricks, and now this dragon vein stone pillar melts into Linglong** After the tower, it is estimated that he no longer even has the capital to compete with it, and he can imprison himself in a single thought, but Zhang Qian's soul imprint remains in it, and every move of the lonely prince must be controlled by him, and this terrifying power is also equivalent to being in his own hands, but he is not worried about this, the dragon vein stone pillar is integrated into the terrain pattern, although the entire space is expanded by more than ten times, but the pure yang vitality is more abundant, and there is no need for Zhang Qian to support it with his own true qi.

In the ground under your feet, bursts of pure yang vitality are exuded all the time, like clouds and steaming fog cages, like a fairyland.

Although a large part of it is used by the lonely and straight public to maintain the exquisite** The daily operation of the tower, but the remaining part is also quite abundant, the pure yang vitality emitted between a breath is equivalent to the synthesis of Zhang Qian's continuous operation for thirteen weeks, within half an hour, a pure yang Dan can be condensed, Zhang Qian naturally will not waste such an opportunity, immediately sit down cross-legged, and start to run the small Zhoutian, the pure yang vitality out of the purple mansion, slowly moving along the meridians, to the thirteenth week, if it is usual, it should be exhausted, but now every time it runs for a week, the outside world has heaven and earth vitality from the pores into the meridians, and its own pure yang vitality flows together, and the momentum increases sharply。

It actually broke through the shackles in one breath and continued towards the fourteen weeks, until the fifteenth week, and then it collapsed and fell back into the Purple Mansion.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhang Qian directly raised the cultivation realm by two small Zhou Tian, and the speed was simply outrageous.

Zhang Qian himself was not very surprised, the first time with the help of external forces, the effect was obvious, and the speed in the future would be far inferior, of course, if you compare the previous speed with it, it is beyond reach, and now it is not the cultivation realm that determines his strength, and the pure yang vitality can run in the body for a few weeks, in fact, it does not mean much to him, and the degree of impact is minimal. His real strength comes from several demonic powers and leakless spirit bodies in his body, as well as two ancient spirit treasures, even if his cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds now, and he directly enters the consummation realm of the three ** Zhou Tian, for his current strength, the range of improvement he can improve is extremely limited.

Unless he forms a golden pill and achieves a human immortal, this is a qualitative change, and a person becomes an immortal, and cultivation can play a decisive role in his strength.

It's just that cultivating to the realm is fundamental, and you can't give up easily, no matter how strong the magic power is, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, if you don't cultivate as an immortal, once the limit comes, it will still turn into a pile of dry bones.

But right now, it is not the time to improve the realm of cultivation, strength is the king, there is no strong strength to keep the life, what long-term considerations are in the air, unrealistic, Zhang Qian tried a little, and then woke up from the fixed realm, with abundant heaven and earth vitality as support, he was sure that within two months, he would cultivate to the consummation realm of the seventy-two small Zhou Tian, and then transfer to the Great Zhou Tian, but at the moment a bunch of affairs were in front of him, but it was not a retreat to practice, Zhang Qian took out the breathless armor from the flesh and blood in the body, and let it absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and store it' In the Young Cicada Spirit Array, the excess vitality allowed Gu Zhigong to refine into a pure Yang Great Dan.

Only by entering the realm of drawing and filling in the realm and comprehending the law of yin and yang can the pure yang true qi condense but not disperse, and turn into a great dan.

Linglong ** Pagoda is now a rare existence among the ancient spirit treasures, I am afraid that it is not weaker than the Nine Palace Golden Pagoda on Tianlu Peak, it is already close to the immortal weapon, and the lonely straight male body is one of the instrument spirits, the realm, The means are naturally not low, and it is still above the Jindan immortals, refining the Pure Yang Great Dan is naturally not a problem, and it is extremely easy, a cultivator who is in the realm of Qi Walking Zhou Tian is a great success, running thirty-six Great Zhou Tian, and the pure Yang Yuan Qi produced can refine about ten Pure Yang Great Dan, depending on the merits of the cultivation technique, but the thirty-six Great Zhou Tian will take at least two or three days to run, and he can't intercept a trace of pure Yang Yuan Qi, but who wants to work hard to make a wedding dress for others?

However, the vitality contained in the Linglong ** Pagoda can be refined into a Pure Yang Great Dan in an average of a quarter of an hour.

If you put aside the burden and let Gu Zhigong not intercept the pure yang vitality to maintain the operation of the two ancient spirit treasures, you can even become ten pills in a quarter of an hour, of course, Zhang Qian will not do such a thing as scraping the ground.

The two ancient spirit treasures are an important reliance for him to kill the enemy and save his life now, how could he give up two spirit treasures for a small fortune.

However, even so, Zhang Qian could refine three thousand Pure Yang Great Dan every month, which was not a small amount.

Now the spatial range and stability in the Linglong ** tower have increased tenfold, and what could not be done before may now have some hope, Zhang Qian immediately turned back and took the 10,000-year-old dark iron that had been separated from the ore vein into Linglong** In the tower, the whole world suddenly shook, the tower body sank down, and now the strength of the lonely and straight man has increased greatly, and it is also a little difficult, but it can be supported, the pure yang vitality has been consumed at an almost terrifying speed, and now there is a dragon vein stone pillar in Puyang City to provide the vitality of heaven and earth can barely be maintained, just at the beginning, Zhang Qian was squeezed dry, and it was impossible for the Linglong ** tower to carry such a heavy giant.

Zhang Qian's mind moved, and the western metal mountain range was suddenly connected from end to end, circling the city, like a base, just locking the ball-like 10,000-year-old dark iron in it.

Then he continued to search, until all the dark iron in this vein of more than 3,000 years was swept away, and then he stopped.

There was a sudden lack of support in the leylines, and it collapsed with a bang.

Huge shaking reverberates from the depths of the earth's core, forming a chain reaction, all thousands of miles are shaken, if on the ground, such a scale of collapse is not enough to cause too much impact, but deep underground, the plate is broken, but it is like a thousand zhang pavilion was suddenly sucked away from the cornerstone, the consequences can be imagined, a terrifying earthquake swept through Puyang City, no inch of land within a hundred miles is complete, all were shaken into powder, like weathered loess, sand and dust like a huge wave rolling to the sky, thousands of miles of yellow clouds, no light in the day, in the dust and sand fog barrier, a faint black shadow from the ground a bottomless crack suddenly flew out, like electricity！

It's so fast that it's hard to tell with the naked eye, and it's gone in the blink of an eye.

This black shadow is naturally Zhang Qian, who is carrying the armor of lifelessness, and it is a loss to have this armor to protect himself, otherwise he would not want to escape from the center of the earth safely.

At this time, it crossed the sky and quickly passed through the dust and sand, tearing a crack in the yellow clouds in the sky.

Now all the people within a radius of a hundred miles of Puyang City have turned into powder, and the ground has collapsed three zhang, like a huge crispy cake, which was smashed by the hammer of the gods, such a big movement, I am afraid that the neighboring states have been sensed, Zhang Qian does not want to stay here for a long time, otherwise people will come to see it, it is very likely that there will be some unnecessary associations, and immediately take out the jade talisman left to him by the Xuanjie Daoist, sense his specific location now, and rush towards it.

Just when he left Puyang City, at this moment, in Pengcheng, Shuzhou, it was the meeting of the wind and clouds, and the undercurrent was surging.

The people in the city only feel that there are more and more strangers in the city every day, and more Taoist priests dress up, now it is the year of Taoism, Taoism is respected as the state religion, the status of the Taoist is very high, not only do not have to pay taxes, but also every year by the imperial court reward, but all Taoist priests are rich and oily, and now come to the city of these Taoist priests spend their money like dirt, the people in the city make a fortune, a scene of peace and prosperity, but forget the ferocity of the ghost, although the rumors have spread to Pengcheng, but the people here have not taken it seriously, at least no one in Pengcheng has not died from the harm of unjust souls and evil ghosts, even if the rumors sound extremely terrifying, but there are these Taoist masters, but also peace of mind.

Aren't these Taoist priests in charge of praying for the souls of the dead and praying for disasters?

These ordinary people have shallow knowledge, and the things they can accept are also extremely limited, and the ghost trouble is to see it with their own eyes, and they only listen to rumors, and they can only think of the three or five wandering ghosts who are unwilling to be reincarnated, and stay in the world to harm people's lives. I also can't imagine that these Taoist priests in the city today are completely different from the laymen who rely on doing things and doing things as a profession on weekdays, and they are out-and-out masters outside the world, and even have immortal positions.

Therefore, the turbulent Peng Cheng was still as calm as ever in the eyes of ordinary people, and he didn't feel a little crisis and abnormality, but he was much more annoyed than before.

Taoism does not advocate that cultivators display their supernatural powers in the world, and Taoist ideas can be disseminated, but the method of cultivation cannot be promoted.

The resources in the world are limited, and if everyone cultivates the Tao, wouldn't it be a situation where there are too many monks and too little porridge.

Second, people's hearts are complex and difficult to control, and if there are many cultivators, everyone can rely on their supernatural powers to do whatever they want, how can they abide by their ways, the world is bound to be in chaos, and the power of the heavenly court will be shaken, just like in ancient times.

Rugui Kezhan is a time-honored inn in Pengcheng, it has been dozens of years, three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, so that every place is full of the vicissitudes of time left by the traces of simplicity, although it is not the largest and best inn in Pengcheng, but it is the most quaint charm, Ding Yousan has been telling stories in this for more than ten years, the shopkeeper treats him very generously, including his room and board, the old guests are also familiar with him, every time he talks about the wonderful place to reward a few pennies, the daily income is also solid, the meal and meat, although it is close to the age of the sixtieth year, it is still not old, full of red light, big belly poop, a pair of mouths but very neat, now waving a folding fan, sweating profusely, talking about a storytelling.

It's called "The Case of the Green King Fu Demon", which tells the story of a god in the sky called the Green King, who went down to the mortal world to kill demons and eliminate demons.

The plot is simplified, although it can be described by talking about two sentences, but the whole story is quite complex, with vivid twists and turns, it is said that it was the real thing of the year, someone saw a Taoist in Tsing Yi kill a frog in the Minjiang River, and word of mouth is known to the world, and after a demonized rendering, the cause and effect of the continuation of the cause and effect have become this "Qingwang Demon Case" , is not to speak sharply, not an hour or two do not want to finish, this Ding Yousan has already told the story to the end, drank three pots of tea, it can be seen that although this storytelling is lip service, it is not so easy, in other words, he would never say such a long commentary, but now it is a bloody investment.

Why? Now there are a lot of Taoists sitting in the hall, and this "Qingwang Fu Demon Case" is a story that praises Taoist immortals, and it is naturally pleasing on such an occasion.

These Taoist priests are generous, if they can win a smile, they will be rewarded, which is worth half a year's income on weekdays.

He saw that the long pear wood table in front of him was already full of gold and silver ingots, and now he was in pain and happy.

In an inconspicuous quiet corner of the inn, a handsome white-clothed Taoist sat upright, not touching the back of the chair. The table, as if afraid that the black household clothes would stain the robe, put a pot of mellow old wine on the table in front of him, and a few exquisite side dishes, although it is not a mountain and sea delicacies, the aroma is extremely attractive, and the taste must be very delicious, but the white-clothed Taoist did not even move the chopsticks, just looked at the old man on the other side of the table who was wearing green clothes and had a solemn face like a private school gentleman, eating a sip of wine, unhurried, the white-clothed Taoist was already frowning slightly, even though this meal smelled good, but in his eyes what was the difference between it and pig food?

Such a vulgar thing is not even eaten by the spirit beasts raised in the mountain gate, how can it be eaten?

But the master just ate it, he looked at it a little, even if the master didn't say anything, how could he be calm.

The dignified Taoist master can eat these things, is your junior more expensive than the body of an old man like me? Although the old man in Tsing Yi didn't say a word, the white-clothed Taoist could already feel the unhappiness in his emotions from the frequency of his toast and throwing spoons, and he could also guess what he thought, but let him eat these mortal grains, it was even more uncomfortable than killing him, but Shizun couldn't offend, his heart was whether to pick up chopsticks to accompany Shizun to eat with him, and the storyteller Ding Yousan who was listening to it talked about the wonders, his voice was suddenly high, extremely excited, the word Qingwang fell into his ears, he seemed to have found a way to escape, and smiled slightly.

"These mortals are really ignorant, how can there be such a number one person as Qingwang among the Taoist heavenly immortals and gods, just a cultivator, killing a dragon with shallow Taoism, and then what he said in his mouth is so fanciful. ”

There was a trace of lightness and banter in the eyes of the white-clothed Taoist, but he mastered the proportions very well, without giving people a feeling of arrogance and shallowness, only a kind of dustless atmosphere that was beyond the world and that everything did not enter the eyes of the law.

Coupled with his white-clothed Shengxue's dress, he is really like a true immortal outside the world.

"It's just a funny story, so why bother with it. The old man in Tsing Yi chewed and swallowed a piece of wild vegetables full of fragrance in his mouth, and then said: "What's more, the 'Qingjiao' is never shallow in Taoism, but the water god of the Minjiang River back then, but it is a pity that this son has the blood of the ancient true dragon, so he disregarded the decree of the heavenly court, and privately rained water on the sinners, violating the rules of heaven. ”

The white-clothed Taoist was extremely surprised when he heard this, but he didn't expect that the Taoist in Tsing Yi in "The Case of the Qingwang Fu Demon" was actually his own master, which invisibly offended him, and he smiled, with embarrassment, and secretly wondered in his heart, listening to what the storyteller said, this happened fifty years ago, and the master was already a master of the realm of the Five Qi Dynasty at that time, and even he said that it took a lot of effort, so this Minjiang water god is really strong enough. It is obviously not trivial that Xiaojiang, a tributary, has given birth to the true dragon bloodline, no wonder Shizun has attached so much importance to this place in recent years, and does not hesitate to work with a group of demons in Xiaowei Mountain, even at the risk of offending Emperor Dongyue, he also wants to take this place into his hands.

Now that there is a variable, I also personally sent someone to investigate, which is the reason.

The white-clothed Daoist thought of it in an instant, but he didn't say anything, just quietly complimented, "It turns out that the Qingwang praised by these ordinary people is the master of you." ”

(To be continued)