Chapter 273： Green Vatican Bamboo

The antique courtyard and the mellow inscription on the door forehead, if it is placed in normal times, everyone may still be in the mood to appreciate and appreciate it, but at this time, none of the people can be in a good mood!

Even Xu Qinghuan, who got the Thick Soil to Wood Spirit Pill, had a somber face. In the past hundred years of the Zhengyang Sect, there has never been a real golden elixir fall, but he didn't expect it to happen today.

Yu Jie led the crowd into the ancient courtyard of the mountain house, bypassed an exquisitely carved brick screen wall, walked through the courtyard paved with square bricks, and finally took their seats in the hall.

After a full hour, Ma Ying, Xu Qinghuan, and Zhang Shiping walked out of this 'near mountain cloud house', and the three bid farewell to each other and left.

Zhang Shiping was in a heavy mood, and only then did he understand Master Xu's intentions, he was really well-intentioned, there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, Master Xu always said that both kindness and kindness disappear, and no one owes each other, but he didn't think that the more he owed, the more he owed. But with his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation establishment, at most he can only help with some trivial chores, which is not important.

If he has the cultivation base of Jindan, he will be able to rank in front of all the masters and uncles of the sect. If he has the strength of Nascent Soul, he may be able to help the sect survive this calamity! It's just that his speed of practice is too slow, this kind of thought emerged in Zhang Shiping's mind, he has never been so urgent, even before that, he still felt that his practice was not slow, and he was a little complacent about it.

Think about Duyu Zhenjun of the Xuanyuan Sect, one of the five sects in the South China Sea, who entered the sect to practice at the age of twelve, established the foundation at the age of eighteen, formed the alchemy at the age of fifty-seven, and became a baby at the age of more than three hundred. Compared with Zhang Shiping, there is a world of difference.

But what Zhang Shiping didn't know was that there were two distracted venerables Xuanshan and Xifeng behind him this time. Great cultivators, standing in front of their two venerables, will be torn apart in an instant.

It's just that this time even Master Uncle Xie was caught in an accident, and it might be extremely dangerous. In Zhang Shiping's heart, he prayed that Master Xu would be safe and sound! He stopped and looked up towards Zhengyangzong. There were white clouds in the sky, and the gray dogs were changing!

After a while, Zhang Shiping withdrew his eyes, walked along the alley long street with a low voice, and after walking for a short distance, turned left and walked into a small alley, which was only half a foot wide. Most of the houses are two-story pavilions with slightly raised eaves.

A few children wearing crotch pants and tied horns were running in the alleyway, shouting for joy. The two women in plain floral clothes behind them were talking and laughing while paying attention to these children.

But neither the two women nor the children running around noticed Zhang Shiping. Zhang Shiping turned sideways slightly, and a child with a fat face ran past Zhang Shiping, and the children behind him ran back and forth in this small alleyway.

Zhang Shiping passed by these people, in this Zhou Tian Hua Wu magic circle, the other party didn't know that there were immortal cultivators living here. When he was about to bottom out in this alleyway, he turned and walked towards a narrow stone gate.

When he entered the door, an extremely lush aura rushed towards Zhang Shiping.

"As expected of a place where the great formation gathers spirits, the concentration of this kind of spiritual energy must not be much different from that of the third-order Lingshan Mountain." Zhang Shiping took a deep breath of spiritual energy. This kind of cultivation environment dispelled the depression in Zhang Shiping's heart to a certain extent Qi!

He sighed deeply, and Zhang Shiping put his hand into a dragon head with a **** mouth on the stone gatepost on the right, and made two clicks, and he turned the stone beads in the dragon's mouth and fangs. The place where the spirits gathered in the magic circle was instantly shrouded in a cyan aura. After checking the magic circle, Zhang Shiping walked towards a small stone room inside.

In the stone room, the aura was bright, and Zhang Shiping sat cross-legged on a turquoise futon. As soon as he took his seat, he heard a 'huh', and his eyes showed surprise. He stood up and looked carefully at the turquoise futon.

"Green reeling bamboo!" Zhang Shiping looked at the futon made of glossy green bamboo strips, and carefully looked at the strange patterns of gold and silver floating on the bamboo skin, which looked like paintings or words. Looking at these strange patterns , Zhang Shiping exclaimed!

Qingfan Fazhu does not refer to any specific spiritual bamboo, but various spiritual bamboos that are more than 500 years old. By chance, this strange pattern was derived.

The futon with gold and silver patterns in front of me, the green Buddhist bamboo used is considered to be above average. For monks who often practice on the futon, the speed of refining mana will be 10 to 20% faster than usual. But Zhang Shiping doesn't need this at all, the bronze lamp is enough for him.

The reason why Zhang Shiping was so surprised was because of all kinds of magic tools made of Qingfan Bamboo, with the help of Qingfan futons for a long time to practice, monks can more easily break through their own small bottlenecks, this is the reason why Zhang Shiping exclaimed.

However, the gold and silver patterns of this kind of green Buddhist bamboo cannot be preserved for a long time. After a period of time, this kind of gold and silver patterns will automatically dissipate for no reason. precious.

After Zhang Shiping was surprised, he fell into silence. He silently sat on the futon and meditated for a while.

He first tried to practice with the help of the Qingfan futon. Under the magical effect of the Qingfan futon, the speed of his refining spiritual energy was accelerated a bit, but Zhang Shiping reckoned that the speed of refining mana was faster than that of a monk with two spiritual roots. Even a little slower! As for whether the bottleneck is loose the time is too short, Zhang Shiping has no way of finding out!

After running the "Fire Crow Jue" for a big week, Zhang Shiping stopped. He looked indifferent, put his right hand on his knee, and tapped lightly with his index finger.

He sighed, his spiritual sense penetrated into the storage bag at his waist, and a bronze lamp appeared in Zhang Shiping's hand, and he placed it around.

Then he took out five bronze lamps with different shapes in a row, and the six bronze lamps formed a circle.

Zhang Shiping didn't know if he would light up the bronze lamp and speed up his practice in this Zhoutianhuawu magic circle, and the speed of refining spiritual energy would become faster. Uncle Yu, who was in charge of the magic circle, would notice this.

But Zhang Shiping thought about it, if he didn't use the bronze lamp to practice, then he would be an ordinary monk with three spiritual roots. It's too sad to be alive, under the wing of Xu Shishu and others, and not even qualified to know the news!

Zhang Shiping then wiped his own storage bag, and a boy-like puppet appeared outside Zhang Shiping's feet, with an oil pot made of clay next to it.

Zhang Shiping shot a red aura towards it. The puppet carried the oil jar and filled the six bronze lamps with oil one by one, and then the orange flame slowly rose.

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