novelapdf Chapter 444 Spirit Root Formula
Chapter 444 Spirit Root Formula
After blowing out flames and burning the Valley of the Birth, Mo Chuan flew straight into the sky.
After plunging headfirst into the wind and confirming that there is no "tail", then escape into the Dao Furnace for Sacrifice.
At this time, on the Qianli Continent, the disciples of the Valley of the Birth were standing with their backs, looking at the hundreds of real dragons cruising in the sky with horror and vigilance on their faces.
Farther away, there were several dead bodies.
——That is the cannon fodder sent by the owner of the Valley of the Birth Fairy to test.
When Mo Chuan's figure suddenly appeared beside him, everyone shuddered, and the owner of the Birth Fairy Valley clasped his hands in horror and said, "Humble job Chu Yanrang, pay my respects to senior!"
"Tsk tsk, just hit the snake with the stick?" Mo Chuanpi said with a smile.
"The humble job has no eyes, and I don't know the name of the senior. I have offended him so much, and I hope the senior will forgive me!" Chu Yanrang noticed the unkindness in Mo Chuan's tone, and knelt down with a plop, kowtowed and bowed.
"It can be bent and stretched." Mo Chuan nodded, looked around the crowd and said, "It takes a lot of waste to raise real dragons, and now I have finally made up a batch of blood food, which is just right for the real dragons to eat meat."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the cultivators turned pale. Before they could beg for mercy, Mo Chuan's next words gave them hope again.
"However, the way of heaven is ruthless, and there is still a glimmer of life left. It's not easy for a poor way to obey God's will. The poor way will ask a few questions. If you answer well, you will live; if you don't answer well, hehe..."
Mo Chuan smiled coldly.
"Senior, please speak bluntly. I will know everything in a humble position." Chu Yanrang quickly echoed.
"it is good!"
Mo Chuan nodded in praise, and then heartfelt words emerged in the hearts of all the monks.
The practitioners were so frightened that they either looked around, pretended to be calm, or panicked.
Not long after, some monks came forward and answered Mo Chuan's questions one by one.
An hour later, Mo Chuan fell silent after sorting out the collected information.
First of all, this world is called Yingzhou.
Yingzhou is surrounded by oceans, each with its own name. Xianlu Island is located in the sea of reefs, so it got its name because of the endless reefs.
In the eyes of Yingzhou people, it can be called a barren land where birds don't shit.
Secondly, he finally had a clue about the theory of spiritual roots.
Although they don't know the specific appearance of various spiritual roots, they have their own formula for identifying spiritual roots:
——That is, the origin of the immortal school is far away, the spiritual roots and branches intersect with each other, and Huang Tingwu has no source of flow, and it penetrates the five internal organs and twelve laws.Irrigate Shenzhen with Xuangu Huali, irrigate Changqing essence and enter the gate of heaven, the golden room turns around in Zhongguan, the green and white are clearly suitable for Niwan...
In the formula, various iconic characteristics of spiritual roots are marked.
Contrary to Mo Chuan's initial conjecture, the more concise the meridian branches, the better, nor the more the better.
The focus depends on where the meridian leads to?
for example:
——Tianlinggen is the most complicated, and its symbolic feature is that it is as complicated as an ancient wood, and it penetrates the five internal organs and twelve luns, which is rare in the world.
However, the discovery of this spiritual root formula obviously cannot meet Mo Chuan's needs.
What he wants is like a detailed map, not a formula.
It is true that when you see the real thing, you can recognize it at a glance if you correspond to the formula.
But he dared not take the risk.
Therefore, it is best to witness the appearance of Tianlinggen with your own eyes.
In the end, apart from the theory of the spiritual root, Mo Chuan's heart sank as well as the origin of the Valley of Birth.
Rather than saying that it is Chu Yanrang's property, it is better to say that it is the property of the Chen family of Xianlu Island.
In other words, Chu Yanrang is just Chen's white gloves.
It is not only fishing for gold, but also the "Zion" of Xianlu Island.
The market demand is here. If you don’t do it, someone will naturally do it. It’s better to control it in your own hands than to lose sight of it.
If the ground spirit root emerges.
It's also good to kill people and silence them at the first time, and seize the baby to raise them.
What made Mo Chuan feel depressed was that it wasn't just the Chen family who was secretly doing this inhuman gray industry.
It seems that all the major families in Yingzhou have dabbled in it!
At least, the big island owners that Chu Yanrang knew were all developing their wives business in private.
"The way of human beings, damage is not enough to give more!"
Mo Chuan sighed endlessly, feeling very bad.
Even if he burns down the Valley of the Immortals in the world, he cannot burn the Valley of the Immortals in people's hearts.
As long as there is demand, such things will inevitably emerge in endlessly.
Even if he manages to organize Kyushu monks to level the world, as long as the theory of spiritual roots is still valid, Kyushu will inevitably follow the old path of Yingzhou.
He can't kill all the people in Yingzhou, can he?
"Manpower is exhausted, and we can't do it!"
Mo Chuan sighed, and with a wave of his hand, he suddenly used the technique of [Exporting Yuanyang], killing nearly half of the disciples of the Immortal Valley.
The rest of the people were all trembling, and some even fled for their lives subconsciously.
It's a pity that such a move by meng lang is just adding a dead soul.
After killing half of the villainous gangsters, Mo Chuan immediately controlled them with the law of talismans, and then left in a hurry to find his wife who was placed by him on the other side of the mainland.
Counting carefully, there are quite a few people, more than 30 people.
Of these, half were pregnant.
Unfortunately, most of the mind has been destroyed.
Mo Chuan comforted her with kind words, chose a girl who was still rational, and said, "What's the name of the girl?"
"Return to benefactor, little girl Meng Yunxian."
"Good name!" Mo Chuan praised, and immediately brought up the matter: "Poverty Taoist knows a place of utter desolation, thousands of miles of desolation, no one is there, and no one will find it. Are you willing to lead them to escape from the world?"
Meng Yunxian said gratefully, "Little girl is willing to go."
Mo Chuan nodded: "Very good."
As soon as the words fell, he immediately dissipated, left the furnace, and went straight to the outside of the atmosphere.
In the deep space, the stars are like sand, and the silence is like an abyss.
Witnessing the vastness of the universe, Mo Chuan swept away his unhappiness, resisted the urge to explore space, and flew towards the skull sky.
When it falls, the Yang God will appear immediately, and use the method of size and size as you wish, blowing up a body of thousands of feet, using your finger as a pen, and using the power of the sun, moon and stars as ink, splashing ink to form a huge Tianchi magic circle.
The world of skulls is said to be a land of absolute spirits, but the absolute essence is nothing more than spirit essence.
The starlight poured down from the galaxy is still an inexhaustible source of energy.
This may be the root cause of life activities in this world.
It's a pity that the land here is too barren, and as the last bit of water evaporates, the remaining life will also come to an end.
Now that Mo Chuan is here, even if the Tianchi magic circle cast by his great magic power cannot last forever, it is enough to protect his wives through the most difficult period of land reclamation.
Mo Chuan, who carved the magic circle, immediately called out the wives in the furnace.
"The name of this place is Tianling, and it is a terrific place that is isolated from the world. Everyone, stay away from the world here, so that you can rest and recuperate. The poor Taoist will repair your meridians and teach you wonderful methods. If you succeed in the future, you will be able to take revenge Well, it doesn’t matter if you are looking for a son, the poor will never stop you, I hope you don’t give up on yourself.”
Mo Chuan comforted him with kind words.
Even given the goals of "revenge" and "finding children".
Sure enough, his words made the eyes of many confused people light up a little.
Seeing this, Mo Chuan was somewhat relieved.
All he can do is this.
It is impossible for him to send these people into Kyushu, otherwise he will inevitably reveal the law of spiritual roots.
It is also impossible to stay in the stove for offering sacrifices.
There is no other reason, that is where he raises real dragons, real dragons are sexually promiscuous, God knows what they will do.
Therefore, the best place to settle down is this seemingly barren world of "Tian Ling Gai".
With the Tianchi magic circle as the source of energy, it is more than enough to support dozens of people to practice and survive.
"I will be determined to follow the instructions of the Heavenly Venerable, to cultivate with my heart, and to be used by the Venerable."
Meng Junxian was the first to worship Yingying, and responded loudly.
Mo Chuan cast an approving look, not paying attention to Meng Yunxian's cleverness.
The source of wives in the Valley of the Birth is often members of hostile families, so it is not surprising that they have vision and wisdom.
After that, Mo Chuan repaired the meridians for the few people who still had rationality, taught the Taoism of the Three Scenes of Yuan Qi Dao, and left countless Taoist scriptures, seeds, five animals, etc., as materials for land reclamation.
After everything was explained, Mo Chuan was about to turn around and leave, when Meng Yunxian said suddenly: "I implore Heavenly Venerable, name this place."
Mo Chuan pondered for a while and said, "Since he is a survivor of the Paradise Valley, he should be called Yu Qinggu."
"Yu Qinggu..."
Meng Yunxian murmured, and immediately kowtowed to the ground: "Disciple kowtows to Heavenly Venerable for giving me the name!"