After Zhunti Daoist led Wulongzi away, Hu Le finally let out a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.
Having just spent time with such a powerful figure, he didn't show it on the surface, but deep down he was under a lot of pressure.
After all, not long ago, Daoist Zhunti forcibly converted a Taiyi Golden Immortal to Buddhism.
However, upon further reflection, he recalled the treasure-refining techniques taught by Daoist Zhunti and felt that he was being overly cautious. Perhaps Daoist Zhunti didn't even have such intentions? He was simply overthinking things.
Anyway, it's good that you've left.
After all, what's the point of a little rabbit always hanging out with a lion?
Even if the lion acted docilely and didn't open its bloodthirsty jaws at him, that was no reason for the little rabbit to let its guard down...
Hu Le suddenly remembered the art of refining treasures that the Taoist Zhunti had taught him, and he felt a little itchy. Standing on the auspicious cloud, he shaded his eyes with his hand and looked around. He saw a small island with lush vegetation not far to the southeast.
He urged the auspicious cloud to fly to the sky above the small island, circled once, and finally landed in front of a bamboo forest.
Hu Le stepped into the bamboo forest and quickly found a thriving green bamboo. He flicked his finger and unleashed a sword light, cutting off a section about three feet long and as thick as a thumb.
He held it in his hand and tried it out. It felt quite comfortable in his hand, so he removed the outer branches and leaves, and the green bamboo instantly became a bare walking stick.
Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground, placed the bamboo staff across his knees, and began to continuously inject restrictions into the bamboo staff.
The treasure-refining technique of Daoist Zhunti does not require the power of water and fire, nor does it have strict requirements for materials. The only requirement is that there must be no mistakes when imprinting the restrictions.
Hu Le knew his skills in refining magical artifacts were somewhat rudimentary, so he was inevitably a little cautious when he started refining them.
But then I thought, this bamboo staff is just an ordinary piece of spirit bamboo, which can be found everywhere in the primordial world. Even if it is broken, there is nothing to regret.
As a result, he relaxed completely, and the hand seals he was making became much smoother.
However, perhaps because he was relaxed, the process of refining the magical artifact went exceptionally smoothly.
As the last restrictive talisman was driven into the bamboo staff, all the restrictive talismans instantly and automatically linked together, transforming into a series of restrictions.
A layer of shimmering light began to flow across the surface of the bamboo staff, making the staff itself appear even more lustrous and emerald green.
As the final divine restriction was completed, the radiance flowing on the bamboo staff disappeared into its interior.
The refining process is now complete!
Hu Le didn't expect things to go so smoothly this time; he succeeded on his first try. It was a world of difference compared to his previous experience in the Heavenly Fire Workshop.
He held the bamboo cane in his palm, examined it carefully, and found that he had indeed succeeded.
He casually placed the bamboo cane aside and took out a bamboo stalk from the gourd that looked like black jade.
This bamboo is called the Innate Black Jade Bamboo, which he obtained during his last journey through the prehistoric world.
It is said to have been created from a fragment of the Primordial Spirit Root Bitter Bamboo after it was broken. Although it cannot be compared with the Bitter Bamboo itself in terms of grade, it is still considered a top-grade spiritual root.
These spiritual roots are worlds apart from the ordinary bamboo staff we just used.
The material of the artifact used by Hu to prove his Dao should at least be an innate spiritual root.
What are magic artifacts made from ordinary spirit bamboo? Putting aside other mysteries, in terms of the most basic hardness alone, they are far inferior to those made from innate black jade bamboo.
With the experience of his previous success, he was full of confidence and began to use his magic to wash the innate black jade bamboo several times before imbuing it with a restriction.
As time passed, and seeing that he only needed to add a few more restrictive talismans to complete the crafting, a smug smile appeared on his face.
However, the next moment, with a snap, the smile on his face froze.
As one of the talismans inside the spirit bamboo suddenly erupted, it immediately triggered a chain reaction. All the talismans burst together, colliding and crushing against each other. With a crisp sound, the innate black jade bamboo exploded, turning into countless fragments that flew in all directions.
ha???
It failed?
How is that possible?
He glanced at the bamboo cane beside him and was momentarily dazed. After a while, he finally came to his senses.
I, Hu, simply refuse to believe it!
So he got up and went to the bamboo forest to cut two bamboo sticks, and then refined them again in the same way as before.
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
Unsurprisingly, both bamboo staffs failed to be forged in the end.
Now, he finally realized that he had no talent in this area at all, and his previous success was purely by chance...
Hu Le shook his head helplessly, picked up the bamboo cane beside him, and waved it in his palm.
Well, since it's the only one that succeeded, it must be fate. Let's just make do with it for now.
After all, even ordinary spirit bamboo, with the growth of his cultivation and magical power in the future, and with careful nurturing, will not be too weak in power.
He carried his bamboo staff out of the island, stepped on auspicious clouds, and continued flying towards the easternmost point.
This time, he encountered no further setbacks on his journey and finally saw a stretch of emerald green on the horizon that connected heaven and earth.
As Hu Le flew forward and got closer, the green became brighter and brighter, and the outline of that towering tree could be vaguely seen.
This is Jianmu!
Hu Le slowed down the speed of Xiangyun. Since the destination was not far away, there was no need to rush.
As expected of the towering Jianmu tree, seeing it in person is much better than hearing about it!
As they drew closer, the shape of the Jianmu tree became clearer and clearer, even eliciting a gasp of amazement from someone as knowledgeable as Hu Le…
Just as Hu Le arrived, an old dragon perched atop the Jianmu tree suddenly opened its eyes and glanced at Hu Le in the distance.
As the old dragon lifted his eyelids, a long river of destiny could be seen flowing slowly in the depths of his eyes.
This old dragon was none other than the Candle Dragon that had blocked the entrance at the foot of Jade Capital Mountain.
oh?
So he's a descendant of the gods. Huh? He's actually very close to that little brat Taiyi.
The old Candle Dragon occupies the source of the River of Fate. Although it cannot completely control the fate of all people, it is extremely easy for it to see through a person's background.
However, the injuries he sustained when he attained enlightenment have not yet healed, so he naturally has no interest in meeting a stranger from the divine race.
He glanced at it, then slowly closed his eyes and began to continuously absorb the innate vital energy of the Jianmu tree to nourish his physical body and primordial spirit...
Hu Le's cultivation level was too low, so he naturally didn't notice the old Candle Dragon's spying. Instead, he rode auspicious clouds to the front of the Jianmu tree, circled it a few times, and kept marveling at it.
This Jianmu tree is extremely unique. It is emerald green all over, as thick as a pillar of Zhou Mountain, and the lower half of the tree trunk is as smooth as a mirror without any branches. Countless roots are like ancient dragons taking root in the earth.
The upper half of the tree trunk pierced the sky, shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Hu Le flew upwards, passing through several layers of fierce winds, thunder, and fire, until he finally saw some branches sprouting on the Jianmu tree.
The branches are sparsely covered with leaves and bear some bell-shaped fruits.
He flew closer, casually picked a few Jianmu fruits, wiped them on his sleeve, put them in his mouth, bit into one, and the flesh instantly turned into a stream of juice that flowed into his throat.
"Oh? It tastes pretty good, a bit like a peach, and the innate wood essence contained within the fruit is surprisingly abundant."
Hu Le munched on the Jianmu Spirit Fruit as he rode the auspicious cloud upwards.
He wanted to see how the Jianmu tree connected to the heavens...
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