A glimmer burst out from Xuankong's eyes. Zhenren Qingxu is worthy of being a scattered saint in the world. He could see his current situation at a glance. Yes, Xuankong is indeed still a Taoist practice in Taiyi Tianxian, but it is not that he lacks his understanding of "Tao", but that the spiritual platform is sealed and cannot absorb more magic power to impact the Daluo realm.

He was trapped in the Illusion Pavilion in the Void for billions of catastrophe and spent endless time in the eternal void. He had already had a deep understanding of the true meaning of "Tao". However, he had never been able to access the spiritual energy of the outside world and could not practice, so he was delayed in being shackled in the Taiyi realm.

Now that I finally came out, Xuankong realized that things were far from that simple.

In addition to suppressing Xuankong's magical powers, the black lotus, the soul of Wutian Buddha, can also hinder his practice. If he cannot accumulate enough spiritual energy to transform magic power, how can he impact the Daluo realm?

This is really an unsolvable problem. It is not that no one can solve the problem in the three realms of the Wutian Buddha's black gold and black lotus. It is just that the person who can solve such black lotus is not the saint Hunyuan, but at least he is an ancient god who has entered the quasi-saint Taoist practice.

When Xuankong was traveling in the past, there were many celestial immortals and many Taiyi, and even with many Daluo immortals, they also had some friendship.

But quasi-saints and saints are all those who stand at the top of the world of gods and demons. Where was Xuankong in the past qualified to make friends? Even where was the way to their temple, Xuankong was invisible.

Dai Zhenren asked, "My friend Xuankong, I have just suppressed the magic weapon of the God-Suppressing Pill Bead before, but why did it be so easily taken in your hand?"

It’s not that Dai Zhenren Han Xuankong’s magic weapon, but Chun just felt curious.

Xuan Kong smiled and said, "Actually, it's nothing strange to say. When Fairy Caiyun died in the battlefield of the Gods, it was Jiang Ziya who enthroned her as the God of Xingyun and ranked among the 24th thunder generals of the Thunder Division under the command of the Puhua Heavenly Lord of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God."

The saints nodded. This story is well known to everyone in the three realms, so they are naturally familiar with it.

The five colors make people blind, the five sounds make people deaf, the five flavors make people feel refreshed, and the eye-popping beads can make people blind. However, even if the magic weapon changes so much, it is still a bit of a connection with the person who refining it.

Since its owner is Fairy Xingyun Shencaiyun, then the treasures that restrain it will naturally have to be searched in this direction. Fortunately, Xuankong had already met the fairy Hanzhi, the god of the Thunder tribe, and was even more suspended by Fairy Hanzhi.

Although this Fengpao may not be comparable to the magic weapon of the Gods, it is also a possession of Fairy Hanzhi. It is more than enough to restrain a piercing bead without a master.

The real man in Xicheng said, "So that's it."

His interest was not on this, but was always looking at the black golden black lotus that was conquered on the Xuankongling Platform. He was very surprised. He could see at a glance that the black golden lotus platform was transformed by the black lotus, the soul of the Buddha Wutian, and it was almost comparable to the innate artifact.

After he reminded him, the saints' eyes also moved to the black lotus on the Xuankong Lingtai.

Xuankong tried to use his magic power, but he didn't expect that the black golden black lotus was as if it was welded to death on his head, and it didn't move at all. He used his strength to pull it, but instead caused the magic power in his body to chaoticly rushing around. For a moment, the pain was so painful that it was sweating.

Perhaps it was because Xuankong touched the black lotus and activated it. The black golden black lotus suddenly flew into the air, and the black light shone everywhere to nail Xuankong firmly underneath.

Xuan Kong was shocked and secretly cried out: "No, he already knew about this lotus platform and the soul of the Heavenless Demon Buddha. I escaped from the Void Fantasy Pavilion!"

In the blink of an eye, the black golden black lotus rose in the wind and soon became a solid shape the size of a basketball. It looked particularly simple, with some raised black lotus petals on the surface, and a lotus platform in the middle, and a phantom gradually appeared on it.

Qingtongjun and other saints also knew that this was the incarnation of the Buddha Wutian’s soul, and he must not be allowed to condense into shape, otherwise no one of the saints present could escape from the palm of the Buddha Wutian’s hand.

At that moment, Xiaoyou Zhenren and Qingxu Zhenren reached out their hands at the same time, and their magic power was placed on the black lotus at the same time. This was to use their magic power to lift the lotus platform.

But it was obvious that they were really underestimating the black lotus, the soul of Wutian Buddha, and a black light suddenly shot out from the black lotus. They beat the two sanctified saints so that they flew out three feet and could not get up.

The real person in Xicheng was shocked. Although the magic power of these two saints was not as good as that of themselves, they could even use the magic power to exert even the Five Mountains of the Divine Mountains, but they could not move this small black golden black lotus.

Qing Tongjun pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Buddha Wutian is the great saint of the Demon Realm. He was born in the devil disaster at this moment, and I am afraid that he has already had a quasi-saint Taoist practice. You and my magic power cannot open this lotus platform. For the sake of this plan, I can only use the technique of stealing the sky and changing the sun. I will conceal Xuankong's traces first. Let's talk about it."

What he said was the right reason. It was not enough to make a fight with the Buddha Wutian. However, if it was just a change of shape and shadow, the art of changing fate of the sky and changing the sun was the secret skill of their scattered saints.

Among the saints, Qingtongjun had the highest magic power, and he no longer hesitated. He reached out and took out the palm-sized incense burner from his sleeve. Above the incense burner was suppressed by the divine beast Pixiu, and he didn't know what treasures were placed in it.

Qingtongjun didn't go to lift the cover, but just recited the mantra silently. The guardian Pixiu on the incense burner immediately opened his eyes and the cover flew into the air automatically.

As soon as the lid was opened, a slight fragrance floated out from it, and all the saints felt refreshed.

Qing Tongjun smiled and said, "This is the alchemy tripod I used to refine alchemy. Today I am going to use this treasure to perform the substitute technique!" After all, Qing Tongjun's magic magic was so wonderful that Xuan Kong also looked at it intently.

The small incense burner was filled with mist. Qingtongjun thought about it and then stretched out his fingers to pinch the true artifact. A blue pill the size of a thumb floated out of his sleeve. Xuankong didn't know what type of pill this was, but just looking at Qingtongjun's cautious expression, he knew that this was a treasure.

Qingtongjun threw the elixir into the incense burner, and at the same time, he changed thousands of magic tricks in his hands. In fact, this life-changing technique has existed in ancient times. Wu Ji, the star master of Wude, was a disciple of Jiang Ziya. He was originally a woodcutter in the mountains, but later he accidentally killed someone in the city because of his impulse.

It was King Wen of Zhou who drew the land as a prison, temporarily released Wu Ji, and let him go home to take care of his mother until the autumn was rectified. The mother ordered him to ask Jiang Ziya for help, and Jiang Ziya accepted him as his disciple to teach Taoist scripts and military tactics, and asked him to dig a pit and use a spell to crack the innate numbers.
Chapter completed!