Ye Changqing transmigrated to the Tianyuan Realm, still in his mother's womb when he awoke. He discovered that his mother, Murong Ling, who was childhood sweethearts with King Wu, was merely a ...
"boom!"
The scene instantly became chaotic, and several weapon spirits directly summoned their own bodies, ready to attack.
The Divine Body of Ten Thousand Daos, a person was born in ancient times. He wanted to unify all the Daos into one, practice the three thousand great Daos, become extremely powerful, and become one of the human kings.
It was the most powerful existence at that time.
All the divine soldiers present were tempted.
Even the three martial arts spirits on the bookshelf could no longer sit still, and vaguely wanted to join the battle to seize the spot to leave.
"stop!"
"If anyone dares to make a move, I'll smash them to pieces and throw them into the trash. If you don't believe me, you can try it!"
Xiao Ling frowned and shouted loudly, and all the restrictions poured into the attic, and all the weapons and skills finally stopped.
If the owner of the Taoist Palace had not left a letter asking Xiao Ling to take good care of these sacred objects and wait for the right person to choose them, she would have long been unable to stand the temper of these old guys.
I wish I could slap them all to death!
Although she didn't understand what the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Body was, it looked very powerful. At least these old weapons were willing to leave the Dao Palace.
Those holy medicines outside came out of the soil one after another, grew roots and small feet, squatted at the door, watching the fun.
After all, the Taoist Palace is too boring.
Everyone is asleep.
Of course... more people also want to fight for the spot to go out, but since these weapons and skills all have ideas, they will definitely not have the chance.
I couldn't help but sigh silently in my heart.
When Ye Changqing saw this scene, he touched his nose. In fact, he really wanted to say that if possible... he could accept it if Quan left the Taoist Palace with him.
Xiao Ling curled her lips and said, "I would like you to take them all, but the rules of this Taoist palace do not allow it. You can only let one treasure recognize its master. If you subdue a second treasure and let it recognize its master, these restrictions will take action."
She was also very desperate.
Ye Changqing's dark eyes rolled around, and he chuckled, "Sister Xiaoling, they can only be taken out after they recognize their master. If I refine one weapon or technique, I won't refine the rest."
"Without recognizing their master, is it possible for them to voluntarily follow me out and enter the transmission channel together?"
Xiao Ling's eyes lit up when she heard this: "It seems we can give it a try. We have always followed the rules before, and those people didn't dare to have such an idea."
"But forget about these weapons and techniques, as they all have restrictions. You can try these small medicines."
Ye Changqing was a little excited. These dozen or so holy medicines were enough.
In the Taoist tradition of the Lingyuan Realm, every holy medicine is worshipped as an ancestor.
Even saints are unwilling to devour them, because... the place where they are can enlighten the surrounding flowers, plants and trees.
It can also make ordinary spiritual medicines grow rapidly, increasing the speed by at least dozens of times.
This is the clan's treasure.
It is a reproducible resource.
And…if there is a real need, just pick a few leaves or a petal, the medicinal properties are enough for a saint or a strong person to practice.
More than ten holy medicines... not to mention anything else, at least they can quickly produce batches of Dao-level spiritual medicines, which can enable the Qingyang Sect and even the Su family to grow rapidly.
If my cultivation level improves, it will be equivalent to having an endless supply of Dao-level elixirs for refining pills.
"Great, great, we finally escaped from the clutches of the female devil." A ginseng medicine king clapped his hands and spoke excitedly.
The other medicine kings were also dancing with joy.
In this Taoist palace, they face the danger of death at any time. If they were in the outside world, they would be the ancestors of a Taoist sect.
And even if they want to roam freely in the human world, no one can stop them.
Of course, following this monster with a divine body of ten thousand ways, there might be hope of transcendence. Who wants to be a medicine forever?
“Bang!”
Xiao Ling's figure disappeared, and when she reappeared, she was already beside the Ginseng Medicine King. She stretched out her jade hand and slapped the ginseng medicine king, sending it flying hundreds of meters and diving into the medicine field.
The many Medicine Kings instantly became obedient and stood upright at the door, not daring to show any joy.
Then he looked at Ye Changqing and smiled faintly: "Okay, the annoying medicine spirit has gone away, let's continue."
"This old cauldron is a quasi-imperial weapon, named the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron. It seems to have been refined by some Daoist sovereign as his life-saving magical weapon. It was quite famous in the ancient times and would be great for refining pills. Its former owner was a quasi-imperial alchemist, and seemed to be quite famous."
The spirit of the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron showed an angry look. What do you mean by "seemingly quite famous"?
His master was famous throughout the world back then, and countless powerful people lined up just to refine a pill for him.
"This arrogant sword is called the Qilin Sword. It seems that an old Qilin was injured and nearing the end of its life. It was willing to transform into a sword spirit and stay in the world forever. It asked a great emperor to refine it. It is also very good."
"And this spear, this sword, and this halberd are all quasi-imperial weapons. I forgot what they were called, but they all have impressive experiences and were once very powerful."
Many weapon spirits glared angrily. What did that mean? We are dignified Quasi-Emperor Weapons, why did we skip the introduction?
"These techniques are not bad either. The True Dragon Technique is rumored to have been stolen by a human emperor who entered the True Dragon Clan. Practitioners can reach the limits of their physical bodies. Practicing martial arts can help them cultivate. If they fight those old guys, they will definitely have an advantage."
Upon hearing this, the little dragon on the bookshelf stood with his hands on his hips, feeling very proud.
"This is the Nirvana Method, which was given to the human race by the great emperor of the Phoenix clan."
"After practicing, you can become like the mythical phoenix. Every time you achieve nirvana, your potential and combat power will increase. Even if you are severely injured and only have a drop of blood left, you can still be resurrected. If you have many enemies, you can choose this. It is a must-have magical skill."
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