Chapter 109: Hunyuan Talent! Making Talismans!
Within the vast void.

The divine tortoise carries three thousand worlds on its back and travels in the long river of the Great Dao.

The vision is magnificent and unprecedented.

Even when Duobao Taoist, Nan Ji Xian Weng and others were reshaping their roots, they did not evolve such a heaven-defying phenomenon.

"Junior Sister Gui Ling has integrated the essence and blood of the Black Tortoise, the essence and blood of Senior Beihai Black Turtle, and the essence of his soul, and added the power of creation of the Qiankun Nirvana Pool. Her footsteps have reached the limit of an innate god."

"Junior Sister Gui Ling will encounter few shackles and difficulties on her path of cultivation! Once she achieves enlightenment, she will have the opportunity to comprehend the Great Dao of Hunyuan and create the fruit of Hunyuan Dao!"

Muchen was extremely calm as he explained to everyone.

Qiankun Nirvana Pool is not a treasure for either attack or defense, its strongest effect is just to reshape the foot.

As long as there is enough energy!

Even the footsteps of chaotic creatures can be achieved.

"After all, I have never seen the world! I think this turtle spirit is quite clever, and I have a lot of karma with her. Why don't I take her in as my daughter and teach her the infinite Taoism?"

The Black Turtle of the North Sea stared at the Turtle Spirit Mother in the Qiankun Nirvana Pool with fiery eyes.

He hadn't had this idea before.

But now, the idea of ​​cherishing talent has filled his heart.

"Since you have such good intentions, I naturally cannot stop you!"

Master Tongtian said slowly with a smile on his face.

With the help of the North Sea Black Turtle in teaching the Turtle Spirit Mother how to practice, he can finally be a little lazy.

"Thank you, Master, my two uncles, and my foster father for helping me rebuild my heels!"

The phantoms and strange visions around the Turtle Spirit Mother disappeared. She was very grateful and knelt down in the hall, kowtowed to several people.

There was a burst of discussion and the atmosphere became extremely lively.

At this moment.

Muchen waved his jade sleeves and said to the Three Pure Ones and the others, "By chance, I got a top-grade innate spiritual root called Nine-Leaf Mysterious Sword Grass, which has infinite power of creation."

"Especially for fellow apprentices, it can help them understand the laws of the sword!"

The words fell.

The Nine-Leaf Black Sword Grass was suspended in the air.

Nine leaves, each with a different law, cut off the sun, moon, and stars. The boundless Dao rhyme is sharp and fierce, tearing the space apart.

The sword intent was mighty and raging.

"Clearly"

The sound of swords echoed in the hall.

Inside the body of Tongtian Sect, the Four Zhuxian Swords and the Qingping Sword were shaking wildly. They were summoned by the Nine-Leaf Mysterious Sword Grass and wanted to manifest themselves in the world and absorb the sword laws it exuded.

"Big Brother, this Nine-Leaf Mysterious Sword Grass is not an ordinary thing. Just by taking a look at it, I have realized many sword principles and learned some magical attack methods."

“If I use the Nine-Leaf Mysterious Sword Grass to refine a spiritual treasure, its power will surpass Uncle Tongtian’s Qingping Sword and reach the level of a half-step innate treasure, becoming the most powerful sword spiritual treasure in the world!”

Taoist Duobao rubbed his hands and said to Muchen.

That’s right, he’s itching to try his luck.

If we could be so extravagant as to refine a spiritual treasure with the best innate spiritual roots, wouldn’t it soar to the sky and blind the world’s titanium dog eyes?

"Get out of here!"

Before Muchen could respond, Patriarch Tongtian slapped Taoist Duobao on the back of his head.

He stared at the Nine-Leaf Black Sword Grass with great care.

With his divine eyes, he naturally saw the extraordinary nature of this top-grade innate spiritual root.

“Disciple Muchen, plant the Nine-Leaf Mysterious Sword Grass together with the Space Willow Tree, the Immortal Ancient Tree and other spiritual roots, and nourish them with the Three Lights Divine Water and the Eternal Divine Water.”

"Every hundred years, send a disciple from the Xuanmen sect to learn the laws of the sword!"

Master Tongtian said with great distress.

Comprehending the laws of the sword will consume the essence of the Nine-Leaf Mysterious Sword Grass.

Only by supplying it continuously and taking it step by step, can this top-grade innate spiritual root not be destroyed.

"Disciple will obey Master Tongtian's order!"

Mu Chen shook his right hand, and the Nine-Leaf Mysterious Sword Grass turned into a stream of light and flew towards a valley in Kunlun Mountain. Here, the Three Lights Divine Water was sparkling, and many spiritual roots stood tall.

The innate energy surged and turned into the Milky Way.

It is actually a real paradise for immortals and a holy place for cultivation that is hard to find in the world.

"Space willow tree?"

"Ancient Immortal Tree?"

"Why have I never heard of it before? Could it be that it is just like the Enlightenment Tea Tree, all of which are Chaos Spiritual Roots?"

The North Sea Black Turtle was dumbfounded again.

The bumpkin has been identified!
"Congratulations, senior, you got the answer right!"

"What a shame there's no reward!"

Jade Ding Zhenren gave a thumbs up and said to the Black Turtle of the North Sea.

The latter took a deep breath.

What kind of existence are the Three Pure Ones and Muchen?

"Master Sanqing, Senior Beihai Black Turtle, fellow disciples!"

"I won't stay here! Junior Brother Xuandu will be back from the ancestral land of the human race soon, and I have a treasure to give him!"

Muchen bowed slightly and left Taiqing Palace.

After returning to the gate, he sat cross-legged on the enlightenment cushion, activating the way of the great dream, and his mind was immersed in the middle-grade chaos spiritual treasure talisman Qianyuan Banner.

In the vast space, Muchen stepped on the long river of dreams.

Time and space stagnated and solidified around him.

The talisman Qianyuan Banner was hung high in front of Muchen. Countless runes were flowing around this mid-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure. The rune methods and talisman secret techniques were endless and vast.

Each spot of light is a kind of talisman secret technique.

The rune laws surged out from the talisman Qianyuan Banner and gathered towards Muchen.

"The way of runes is vast and obscure! But my understanding is limitless. With the talisman Qianyuan Banner as a foundation, I can naturally master the laws of runes quickly."

"The perfection of the law is already the limit! If I want to reach perfection, I need to create the rune secret art myself, step into the boundless realm, and create a new precedent from the rune laws left by the Rune Chaos Demon God."

"This requires understanding and opportunity, and it cannot be achieved overnight!"

Muchen calculated in his mind.

I did not feel regretful for not being able to enter the realm of perfection of the law.

It is not easy to achieve perfection in the law.

Putting away the Great Dream Law, Muchen’s consciousness returned to his body and he opened his eyes to watch the clouds roll and unfold.

"As the master of the rune law, I can use the void as paper and the power of heaven and earth as a pen to carve talismans with just a thought! But for human beings, they need to make talismans step by step and comprehend the method of use."

"Forget it, I will try the crudest talisman secret technique!"

Mu Chen pondered for a moment and muttered to himself.

She casually gathered a brush, waved her jade sleeve, and a piece of jade fell in front of her.

Next, carve the runes onto the jade piece.

In a moment, a talisman was made.

Above it, thunder and lightning were faintly visible.

There is no need to expend huge amounts of mana and mental energy, the talisman will automatically condense the spiritual energy and rules, becoming more powerful and natural.

"go with!"

Mu Chen raised the corner of his mouth and threw this lowest-level thunder talisman thousands of miles away.

There was a hint of malicious amusement in his eyes.

I saw the great master Xuandu walking on auspicious clouds and heading towards the gate of Kunlun Mountain.

Suddenly, he exclaimed.

"Is there anything dirty?"

(End of this chapter)