Chapter 570: : The preserved Yuanying

The futon was spirited, his expression changed, and then it changed.
Then, the futon tool spirit said slowly: "I am the futon under the seat of Wuchang Sanren."
"After a long period of time, now I have a broken body and linger. This dojo was the first dojo of the Taoist Temple of Truth and Void in the past, and countless Taoists have been cultivated. From this dojo, the Wuchang Sanren gained soaring!"
The futon tool spirit, said in memory.
It seemed to be talking about a very distant thing.
Du Qingke slowly listened to the futon's spirit.
Du Qingke also had a lot of feelings about this matter.
Du Qingke had also slightly heard of Wuchang's scattered people.
Wuchang Sanren is a powerful character.
The Taoist Temple of Truth and Void in ancient times was also a Taoist temple that shocked all directions.
From the Taoist Temple of Truth and Void, countless powerful monks walked out.
Among them, Wuchang Sanren is the most powerful one!
However, the age of the Wuchang scattered people is too far away.
For these legendary figures, there are more legends and myths left.
In people's minds, Wuchang Sanren is already a mythical figure.
Nowadays, I heard that the futon spirit said that this Wuchang Sanren can soar in a hundred days, showing that his strength is also terrifying.
"Wuchang Sanren are the strongest monks in ancient times, and they are unfathomable. Similarly, the Taoist Temple of Truth and Void is one of the best in ancient times. This dojo is definitely not simple!"
Du Qingke thought.
Du Qingke is ready to find something in this Taoist temple.
This time, Du Qingke turned upside down and watched this well.
"Wow, come out! It's time for you to perform well!"
Du Qingke clapped his hands and released the roaring sky.
How can there be less treasure hunting occasions-Xiaotian.
Xiaotian began to be on the ground-constantly sniffing, hoping to find some abnormalities.
The area of ​​this dojo is also huge.
Du Qingke did not worry for a while.
As long as Xiaotian is here, you will definitely gain something if you search slowly.
After all, Du Qingke still trusts Xu Tian very much.
Sure enough, half an hour later.
Xiaotian knocked the ground with the dog melon seeds.
"Master, I'm sure there is something in the underground!"
Xiaotian said affirmatively.
"it is good!"
Du Qingke nodded and said.
Du Qingke slammed a fist and hit the ground directly.
"Crack, click!"
The ground began to crack inch by inch.
Then, all the earth, stone, bricks and tiles on the ground fell down.
A huge pit appeared.
With that, this pit appeared.
The other side of the dojo is also obvious.
The scene in front of him stunned Du Qingke for an instant.
It turned out that under the ground of the dojo, there were rows of iron boxes.
Du Qingke opened an iron box casually, and saw a Yuan Ying inside the iron box.
It can be said that in almost every iron box, there are many Yuan Ying hidden.
The size of these infants is the size of an adult's fist.
Each Nascent Soul still exudes a "holy" breath until now.
Yuan Ying is not easy!
Since ancient times, Yuan Ying has been the essence of Taoist monks.
Only a monk with a very strong cultivation base can produce-Yuan Ying in his Dantian.
For the ascetic, each Nascent Infant is equivalent to the second life of a ascetic.
Du Qingke dragged a Yuan Ying in the palm of his hand.
The cold feeling of the tentacles hit my heart.
"Yuan Ying!"
"The time is long and the years are merciless. No matter what a powerful monk you were, and how outstanding you were! In the end, it will turn into a cup of loess!"
At this moment, the spiritual consciousness of those strong men on the Nascent Soul was all wiped out.
However, the iron boxes used to hold Yuan Ying are very magical.
Relying on the role of the iron box, the "liveness" of Yuanying was preserved.
Let these Nascent Infants still have powerful energy today.
In fact, this is exactly what Du Qingke wanted.
In this way, without the spiritual consciousness of those strong people, maintaining the "Natural Infant" is a natural supplement and inheritance.
Otherwise, all of these Nascent Souls have the power of autonomous spiritual knowledge. When the time comes, all these Nascent Souls will awaken and start the trick of "robbing the house".
Now, instead, things went well, leaving Du Qingke no worries.
"Yuan Ying! A cultivator who wants to cultivate a Nascent Ying in his body must at least reach the-King state!"
The rows of small tin boxes in front of him are no less than ten thousand.
Inside each iron box, there is a Yuan Ying.
This calculation means that there are tens of thousands of Yuan Ying in the underground of the dojo.
Du Qingke shifted his gaze to the futon spirit.
Fu Tuan Qi Ling replied: "Don't be surprised. Don't be too weird. During the heyday of the Taoist Temple of Truth and Void, it is far more powerful than you might imagine!"
"Back then, Taoist temples often had great sages who preached three thousand! Moreover, a long time ago, Taoist temples had a rule. Every powerful Taoist who'shouyuan exhausted-natural sitting' must seal up his own soul Essence, to stay in the future!"
Futoni Ling said slowly.
"It's so good!"
Du Qingke nodded.
"The years are long, and the ages have passed in a blink of an eye. Unconsciously, the underside of the dojo ~EbookFREE.me~ has accumulated so many sealed infants."
Futoni Ling, explained.
This remark also indirectly demonstrated the power of the Taoist Temple of Truth and Void.
You know, these sealed Nascent Infants are all left over by the cultivators who have exhausted their lifespan and become naturally sitting.
Those cultivators who fell on the mountains and rivers, or died in battle with others, could not survive.
"It's unimaginable, how powerful the original Taoist Temple of Truth and Void was!"
Du Qingke couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
The futon is also very proud.
"To tell you the truth! In fact, the iron boxes used to store the Nascent Infant are also treasures. Those iron boxes are made of meteorite iron from the outside world, and they have wonderful effects!
"The world is so big that you can get so many meteorite irons from the sky, so few!"
Futon Tool Ling said proudly.
"But, so what!"
Du Qingke stalled the road.
"Everything is dust to dust, dirt to dust!"
"The world is endlessly changing, mysterious and unpredictable! No matter what you are, the Taoist temple of truth and emptiness is incomparably tyrannical, and time has passed, and now it is in decline and decline. The dojo that remains is also rotten, and now there are only a few broken walls left!"
Du Qingke couldn't help responding.
Yes, tyrannical as the Taoist temple of truth and emptiness, as for the cultivators of tens of thousands of infants!
Also, the Wuchang Sanren who can soar in the day!
Have become the cloud of history.
What has happened in the distant past! ?
Futon Qi Ling seemed to recall some terrible things, and his face became distorted.
However, the futon is silent, and there seems to be a [memory fault] for those past events!