Stained with ominousness! As soon as these words came out, Li Qing's pupils shrank slightly. To be honest, he didn't know much about the specific situation on this side of the Wild West. He only knew that there was a forbidden life place, Yuezhao Ridge, and an immortal power, Zhuyue Palace. Beyond that, he knew nothing more about either place. Especially Yuezhao Ridge, a forbidden land for life. He had heard of this name at most, but he didn't know why it was called a forbidden land. "Ominous? How do you say this?" Li Qing's face became a little more solemn. He was still looking forward to this monthly event, but his heart suddenly became anxious, fearing that he would be severely punished. "It seems that fellow Taoist Wuji has been practicing in seclusion for too long, and he has never even heard of these things." "Actually, I don't know the specific situation. No one can figure it out." "But some people say that Yuezhao Ridge is actually a burial pit from an extremely ancient era. Later, this place was shrouded in the moonlight for many years and accumulated a lot of lunar power."
Someone told me the origin of these trees. Seemingly sensing Li Qing's inner fear, Master Xuan Gu chuckled and said: "Haha, Fellow Taoist Wuji doesn't need to be so afraid. In fact, as long as you don't be too greedy, grabbing one or two spiritual objects at the Zhuyue Festival shouldn't have much impact." If you think about it carefully, it is indeed a bit invasive. In fact, throughout the ages, this evil forbidden place has indeed swallowed up the lives of many monks. At this moment, Li Qing finally had a certain sense of reality about the so-called Yuezhaoling. This is the back hill of Zhuyue Palace, surrounded by strange spiritual trees planted one after another. While the two were talking, they finally arrived at the venue where the grand meeting was held at Zhuyue Palace. After listening to Master Xuan Gu's narration, Li Qing couldn't help but fell silent. His thoughts were swirling in his mind, and he was thinking about whether he should compete for the spiritual objects distributed at the Zhuyue Festival. At this time, Li Qing felt a little relieved, thinking that it would be better to act according to the situation in the future. All kinds of weird reasons are probably related to Yuezhaoling. For example, he would never interfere in external disputes, and he would only recruit female cultivators as disciples. "The Zhuyue Palace has been passed down for so many years, and so many Zhuyue events have been held. Only a few accidents have occurred." "These spiritual trees must be moon crown trees, right? A type of spiritual tree that can only grow in such a strange environment." Since then, this powerful immortal force has been passed down to this day, strictly abiding by the ancestral precepts of the first generation. The moon is Taiyin. There is a reason why you risk your life even though you know it is a forbidden area. "Yes, in the entire Great Wilderness, I am afraid that only Zhuyue Palace and Yuezhao Ridge are suitable for the growth of this kind of strange tree." The reason for this is that there are many precious spiritual objects and opportunities in Yuezhao Ridge.
According to rumors, the rise of the first palace master of Zhuyue Palace was related to this. It is unknown what is buried in the ancient burial pit, but it is illuminated by the moonlight all year round and accumulates the power of the lunar calendar. "All in all, this forbidden area is quite full of evil spirits. Once trapped in it, even monks in the pill-forming stage will be at risk of death." "I heard that Zhuyue Palace's Pure Moon Pill and Yue Palace Brewing are based on the fruits and buds of these spiritual trees, but I don't know whether they are true or false." "Hiss, look at those old trees. They must be nearly ten thousand years old, right?!" As soon as this call came out, it instantly attracted the attention of countless monks present, and they all followed the sound. Even Li Qing was no exception. He looked intensely at the deepest part of the back hill, where three vigorous moon crown trees took root deeply. These three moon crown trees are very different from other trees. Not only are the trunks covered with layers of old bark, but even the leaves are greener. In addition, these three old trees also exude a pure spiritual energy. The most magical thing is that every leaf of these three old trees seems to be breathing in the moonlight. A spiritual tree that is nearly ten thousand years old! This is definitely the most precious material for refining Mu Dao magic weapons! There are many monks practicing Mu Dao techniques present, such as Zhenren Mu Long! After he saw these old moon crown trees, his breathing suddenly became extremely heavy. He stared at the three old trees without blinking, as if his whole body was about to sink in. There is no way, he is not only a monk who practices Mu Dao Kung Fu, but also has a strong interest in cultivating various spiritual plants. Back then, he made a deal with Li Qing for a rare Resurrection Grass, and informed Li Qing of a location containing yin and yang spiritual liquid. After seeing these moon crown trees, my mind naturally couldn't calm down. Soon, while everyone was amazed, a bright full moon slowly rose from behind the mountain. True Lord Yuexuan is here! After seeing the moon disk, everyone had to restrain their burning gaze no matter how much they longed for these moon crown trees. Only Mu Long's eyes still showed reluctance. It was rare for people who loved vegetation to be as enthusiastic as him. Perhaps sensing the mood of the visitors around him, True Lord Yue Xuan chuckled and said: "You have misunderstood. These old trees just look more vigorous, but in fact they are only a little over five thousand years old." "These three Yueguan trees are already the maximum age that I can cultivate in Zhuyue Palace." As soon as these words came out, "Master Yuexuan, these moon crown trees have a thick layer of old bark on their trunks, plus the dark green leaves, I think they are at least 9,000 years old, right?" The others nodded subconsciously, which was similar to their opinion. They didn't believe anything that a tree that was only 5,000 years old looked like this.
However, Master Yuexuan said calmly: "When I start to draw moon energy from Yuezhao Ridge, you will understand this." "I think there are only moon crown trees that are nearly 10,000 years old in Yuezhao Ridge, at least I can't grow them in Zhuyue Palace." After hearing Master Yuexuan's explanation, the others nodded doubtfully and stopped asking questions. The cultivators present were scattered in various positions under the night sky. The strong men above the Jindan stage stood in the air, and the cultivators in the foundation building stage stepped on magic tools to fly in the air. No one landed on the ground. After all, they would have to fight for the spiritual objects brought from Yuezhao Ridge, so it would be better to occupy a favorable position early. Just when everyone was looking forward to it, the Zhuyue Festival finally began. Only a soft voice was heard from a palace: "Please give me the moonstone!" As soon as the voice fell, holy figures like fairies from the Moon Palace floated in from all directions. These female cultivators of Zhuyue Palace formed a strange formation and then began to activate their magic power. Boom! The ground in the back mountain began to tremble, and leaves fell from the moon crown tree, blending with the gauze-like moonlight pouring down under the night sky, forming a very artistic picture. Soon, a milky white strange stone emerged, and as soon as it appeared, it attracted and gathered the moonlight scattered around. The next moment, all the female cultivators of Zhuyue Palace shouted together: "Welcome the Saint!" Buzz! In the main hall of the Moon-Chushou Palace, a slender figure rose into the air. She stepped on the air, and every step she took was as gentle as a dragonfly touching the water, flying over at a leisurely speed. Almost every monk invited to the scene couldn't help but look back, wanting to see the beauty of the contemporary Moon-Chushou Palace Saint. It was a beautiful face, with poetic eyebrows and picturesque eyes, and skin whiter than snow, like a banished fairy coming to the mortal world. Behind her, a white ribbon danced in the wind, making her temperament look even more extraordinary. It was such an ethereal woman who easily captured everyone's attention, causing most monks to hold their breath. And Li Qing in the crowd widened his eyes. It was not because he was confused by the beauty of the saint, but because he knew this woman! "It's her."