"I am Taoist Gumu, nice to meet you, Taoist Li and Taoist Tiehu."

When this person chuckled, it gave people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

Li Qinglin, Centennial Iron Ho, and Ancient Wood Taoist, the three visions and wills are intertwined and integrated at this moment, inseparable from each other, yet they can be controlled separately, sharing senses and magical powers, which is extremely strange.

The new talent of the Centennial Iron Bull is the Sealed Touji, which allows it to use various spiritual plants it grows as its body, and then integrate one of its own spores into it to attach a spirit.

Eventually, you will be able to create a walking being similar to a puppet.

This talent was beyond Li Qinglin's expectations and was truly a pleasant surprise!

"I wonder what's so special about you, what abilities do you have?"

Looking at the Taoist Gu Mu in front of him, who is connected to his true self and is actually his second incarnation.

Li Qinglin suddenly became playful and spoke seriously.

Taoist Gu Mu looked straight at Li Qinglin and said, "Fellow Taoist, please look."

Half an hour later.

Li Qinglin looked at the gloomy and gloomy scene, which made him look like an immortal in a pot who had fallen into a jungle, and couldn't help showing a look of joy.

Taoist Gumu really lived up to his Taoist name. His wood-related magic was extremely sophisticated, almost like an innate magical power. For him, making flowers bloom in an instant and transplanting flowers and trees was a piece of cake.

Moreover, his physique is so strong that he can even catch swords with his bare hands and fight against second-level magical weapons.

That’s not all, the key is that its self-healing ability is extremely strong. As long as its feet are on the ground, it can continuously absorb the spiritual energy from the ground to repair itself.

Even if the limbs are broken, they can be restored to their original state by simply absorbing and stitching in a few spiritual plants and trees.

“His magic power is immense, not inferior to that of a cultivator in the middle or late stage of foundation building, and his self-healing ability is abnormal… His only flaw is that he lacks the power to attack.

If I were to ask Mu Dao Ren to go to Yi Mo Valley to explore and obtain the subsequent skills of She Xu Gui Yuan Yu Ling Tu on my behalf, I'm afraid it would be a little insufficient."

Li Qinglin thought for a moment and suddenly remembered something.

He then took out the [Sky Blue Sting Sea Squirt Bone] from the storage bag. This bone was a rare treasure in the world and could be used as a basis for foundation-building cultivators to achieve false elixir strength. Naturally, it contained power far beyond the imagination of foundation-building cultivators.

“Although the power of the Hundred-Year-Old Tiehu is limited, the Taoist Wood Master who was conferred by the imperial decree cannot possess the power of a fake pill, but if he arranges a formation and uses this Tian Cang Qing Zhe Bone as the heart energy hub of the Taoist Wood Master, and guides out a trace of the Dao rhyme of [Wind Crystal Sea], it is likely to be enough to dominate the Foundation Establishment Stage.

But the price is too high. If it goes wrong, Taoist Mu will be completely destroyed. But it doesn't matter. It's better for a Taoist friend to die than for me to die. Let Taoist Gumu suffer."

Li Qinglin nodded, came to the front of Taoist Gumu, waved his hand, and the [Sky Blue Sea Squirt Bone] floated in and flew towards Taoist Gumu's heart.

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist." Li Qinglin said.

Taoist Gumu nodded with a smile.

At the Taoist Gumu's chest, the roots and vines rustled and drilled towards both sides, revealing an empty space, into which the [Sky Blue Zhe Sea Squirt Bone] was integrated.

"Then I'll start..."

Li Qinglin looked solemn. He pinched his fingers and several Taoist rhymes of Qingmu magic talismans turned into light and floated into the body of Gumu Taoist.

Behind the two men, the century-old iron husk swayed in the wind, and spiritual dew slid down from the branches and leaves, flying over a height of several feet, and dripping into the cold pond.

The ripples spread layer by layer, and several dragon fish emerged from the water and fell into the water with a splash.

Gradually, wisps of terrifying pressure emanated from Taoist Gumu's body.

…

March.

The snow in Fengxian County has completely melted, and spring is approaching.

The stream, carrying a thin mist, flows around high cliffs and low hills, bringing a touch of the solemnity and coldness of the wilderness.

【Pingyao Creek】

This place has always been a good place for people from Fengxian to go on a spring outing.

Of course, only the merchants in the outer city and the big families in the inner city have the leisure time and can afford the huge expenses of bringing along warriors and their families.

What no one knows is that on the other side of Pingyao Creek, dozens of feet away, the waterway gradually widens and the light gradually brightens, and there is a stone chamber at the bottom of the creek with several fairy gems inlaid on the wall, emitting a faint light.

The stone chamber was very simple, with only a flat stone bed carved into the mountain wall and a cushion with a Yin-Yang Bagua pattern in front of the bed.

At this moment, a brocade man was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, his eyes closed, his hands facing the sky, and black and white yin and yang energy entwined in his nostrils.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, lifting up the white clothes, and a faint foundation-building fluctuation emanated from the man's body.

Su Yunqing suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of joy.

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If he had not been worried about attracting the attention of spring tourists not far away, he would have even wanted to sing loudly and let out a long roar to express the heroic spirit in his heart.

"I have built my foundation!!"

Su Yunqing's voice was very clean, yet a little hoarse, and it contained ecstasy, pain, pride, anger, and a little fatigue.

He was born in the Yin Yang Sect, but this sect is almost a single-generation sect. His master is also his father, and he is also the only foundation-building cultivator in the family.

Since childhood, Su Yunqing's world has only been about cultivating immortals.

Spells, alchemy, talisman making, weapon refining, array formations...

His father taught him all the skills of cultivating immortals like cramming.

It seemed that... something was chasing the Yin Yang Sect from behind, making Su Fu dare not stop.

It was not until Su Yunqing was sixteen and his father was about to die that he told Su Yunqing the secret of the Yin-Yang Sect that had been passed down for nearly ten thousand years.

It turns out that the Yin Yang Sect was the descendant of the Xuanhun Kaiyuan to Qing Sect, one of the thirty-six cave heavens under the Changsheng Immortal Dynasty, which spanned the entire Huainan Prefecture ten thousand years ago.

Ten thousand years ago, the Jiang Kingdom was founded not long ago and its reign was unstable.

Even with the behemoth Changsheng Xian Dynasty and the power of Huashen Yuanjun, there are still endless monsters and ghosts, and various foreign demons on the overseas islands covet it.

Therefore, he divided the thirty-six caves into heavens and signed the "Covenant of the Thirty-Six Heavens", allowing them to guard a prefecture on his behalf, eliminate the demons and evil spirits in the vast miles, and establish a bright and peaceful world.

It’s a pity that human hearts are fickle, and so are immortals.

As the God of Transformation Yuanjun of the Changsheng Immortal Dynasty ascended to heaven, the newly born God of Transformation Yuanjun made drastic reforms and tore up the "Thirty-Six Heavens Covenant".

All the caves and heavens from Xuanhun Kaiyuan to Qingzong were swept into the dust of history and wiped out.

Su Zhu, the last leader of the Xuanhun Kaiyuan to Qing Sect, was first recruited by the Changsheng Immortal Dynasty and left the sect for thirty years. He was ordered to kill the Huangquan ancestor.

When he returned to the sect with his seriously injured body, all he saw was a ruin.

In the end, he died in grief and anger under the siege of a group of Yuanying Zhenjuns from the Changsheng Immortal Dynasty.

Fortunately, before Su Zhu left, he suddenly had a bad premonition, so he arranged for a bloodline to leave in advance, and used the method of confusing the heavens to disrupt the connection between this bloodline and the Xuanhun Kaiyuan to Qing sect.

This bloodline kept its identity secret and passed on with difficulty, eventually evolving into today's Yin-Yang Sect.

(End of this chapter)