Chapter 234 Sitting down
Chapter 234 Sitting down
"Ancient formation?"
When Li Quanqing and others heard Li Quanshu's words, they were shocked and surprise appeared in their eyes.
Any item in the world of immortal cultivation, no matter if it is an inheritance or a magical instrument, as long as it has the word "ancient" in it, it represents mystery and power.
It is rumored that in this endlessly long period of time, the human world was once extremely prosperous, and in ancient mythological books, there are even records of immortals descending to the mortal world.
It is nothing like today, where the entire world of immortal cultivation is almost in decline, it is hard to find a deity in the world, and even the East China Sea has been forcibly occupied by the demons.
Li Quanyi did not hide it, but smoothed the long hair hanging by her ears and took out a formation plate.
The formation plate seemed to be made of bronze, with thousands of long sword patterns carved on the surface, forming a slowly blooming lotus, revealing an indescribable antiquity.
"This is an antique I got at an auction in Qingyufang City when I was young. It's called the Thousand Lotus Sword Formation."
“I didn’t expect that when I infused it with my mana, I actually awakened the remaining array spirit in the array disk, claiming to be a relic of a great sect in ancient times that was famous for its array formations.”
“Under the guidance of the Thousand Lotus Formation Spirit, I was able to practice so quickly and even successfully refine the formation into my body, and successfully break through using the formation-building method.”
Li Quanyi told the story in detail about her experience, which showed that she was truly convinced of her family and did not hide anything.
"Thousand Lotus Sword Formation..."
Li Quanqing stroked his chin. As an immortal cultivator, he had a photographic memory. Naturally, he remembered this treasure and had seen it in Baoqingfang.
That was his first time to step out of the family and participate in a big auction, and it was at that time that he obtained the eggs of the longevity turtle.
Unexpectedly, Li Quanyi's luck was even stronger than his and he could have such an opportunity.
"This...Senior Array Spirit, can it hear our conversation now?"
Li Zongyao's face was full of fear. He had never trusted such ancient things and had always assumed the greatest malice towards them.
"Senior Qianlian usually sleeps all the time, and after I build my foundation, I seal it with my spiritual consciousness and magic power, so it is safe."
Li Quanshu nodded gently: "And Senior Qianlian once told me that it is not interested in the cultivators of the entire Li family. None of them are worthy of its attention. They are all useless in the art of formation."
"Hey! This senior Zhenling doesn't sound like he has a very good personality."
Hearing this, even Li Zongzhuo couldn't help coughing and blushing slightly.
Perhaps in the eyes of this ancient formation spirit, their formation skills that they were so proud of were just like playing house.
Li Quanyi took out a blank jade slip, recorded the method of refining the formation jade disc on it, and gave it to everyone to read.
Li Quanqing also observed it with his spiritual sense, and it was indeed a very high-level formation magic weapon, and it had the possibility of being upgraded, and could even be used as a carrier of the Three Thousand Great Daos.
"Just use this."
In the end, it was old man Li Zongzhuo who made the final decision and chose the jade disc as the container for his future existence.
You must know that the monks of the incense and fire sects hide in instruments, which are extremely difficult to replace. Therefore, choosing a magic instrument is equivalent to laying the foundation and must be done with caution.
"Quanqing, is it okay for you to refine this array disc?"
Li Zongyao also asked, looking even more anxious than the original owner.
Li Quanqing stroked the jade slip and pondered for a moment: "It's not a big problem. When the time comes, I will study with Elder Kunli and it will be no problem to refine a magic weapon embryo."
"That's good, that's good!"
When the two old men heard this, they couldn't help but smile, feeling relieved.
In the following days, Li Quanqing poured all his attention into studying this jade slip, and even called on Li Kunli to consult with him.
The two second-level refiners of the Li family joined forces and finally studied this ancient magic weapon thoroughly, making it possible to refine it successfully.
They even preached in the weapon refining hall for several days and nights to teach the family's weapon refiners. It was after this preaching that Li Quanqing completely overcame all the difficulties and truly mastered this array jade disc.
Three months later, the underground fire roared and burned fiercely, illuminating the entire secret room.
Li Quanqing stepped on the flames, holding a jade-colored round disc in his hand. It was truly successfully refined, and the surface was engraved with fine and profound lines, like the manifestation of the traces of the Great Dao.
He came to the depths of the Sutra Repository again. Li Zongzhuo looked even older, almost like a hunchbacked dwarf, with white hair and almost exhausted energy.
"Master, this will be your vessel for carrying the Dao in the future, so give it a name."
Li Quanyi spoke softly and sat cross-legged beside the old man, nourishing him with her own life essence to slow down his aging.
"How about calling it the Jade Disc of Creation?"
Li Quanqing said, holding the magic weapon high up. The jade was round and flawless, as if it was emitting a bright glow.
"Creation, these two words have too many consequences, so let's keep it simple, and call it... Green Jade Disc."
Obviously, Li Zongzhuo seemed to be bad at naming. He said the name without thinking at all.
The old man gazed into the distance, taking in the entire scenery of the Qingyu Cave Heaven, with thousands of lights and full of vitality.
He is about to continue to accompany his beloved family, who gave birth to him, raised him, practiced throughout his life, and eventually passed away in silence, in a new form of life.
Until the incense is extinguished, no one in the world remembers his name anymore.
"let's start."
Li Zongzhuo spoke softly, holding the golden toad statue in his hand. He had already thoroughly understood the inheritance of the incense and gods.
He actually only has a few months to live, but he is already impatient and wants to start a new life.
Without anyone knowing, in this scripture library, the old man began his own transformation ceremony.
Abandoning the physical body, the true spirit enters the vessel, incense is used as food, and humanity conferred the title of god.
There was an altar standing in the Sutra Repository, which was ancient and magnificent, with three floors and colorful colors, in a completely Shinto sacrificial style.
"The power of incense..."
The altar is surrounded by densely packed offering tablets. These are the ancestors who have passed away in the ancestral temple over the past thousand years. Every few years, the whole clan holds a grand sacrifice.
In the inheritance system of immortal cultivators in this world, there is no concept of incense, and it is difficult to penetrate with spiritual consciousness.
Therefore, Li Quanqing and his companions could only move all these tablets here. After all, if there was any place where a large amount of incense was hidden, it must be these things in the ancestral temple.
"Ancestors, please help me!"
Li Zongzhuo first bowed, and then, forcing himself to stand, he paid homage to the tablets.
Then, he walked up the stairs step by step to the top floor of the altar, where he sat cross-legged, holding the golden toad in his hand, and silently began to practice the Shinto system.
Must succeed!
Li Quanqing stared at that place nervously, and Li Quanshu next to him did the same, staring intently, afraid that something might go wrong.
Time passed bit by bit, and finally the night fell, the lights went out, and it was the time of the day when the yin energy was the strongest.
hum! !
Li Zongzhuo's body trembled slightly, as if his soul had left his body. An invisible spirit came out from the top of his head, and the air distorted slightly.
It was at this moment that the ancestral tablets scattered around the altar suddenly all burst into wisps of light golden glow.
(End of this chapter)