Chapter 54: Hell's Tower (2) Seeking Collection and Recommendation

  Tower of Hell (2) Seeking collection and recommendation

  Another large pile of Dan medicine jade bottles was scattered on the ground, Shen Long's hands flew out with a purple golden dragon, each dragon's mouth holding materials.

  The Tianzhu has finally changed shape, and everyone can see its shape clearly. It is a pagoda, a black pagoda, and the treasure is not yet formed, but it has already emitted a huge fluctuation.

  "Xuan Long fellow daoist, still retract the aura of the treasure, otherwise, the Heavenly Dao will be provoked." Hong Jun solemnly warned Shen Long.

  "What a hassle!!" Shen Long furrowed his brow.

  "It's not the heavens that are causing you trouble, but rather your treasure's pressure is too great. The countless living beings within a billion miles will be directly crushed by its oppressive might." Hong Jun waved his hand and sent out a wave of energy, immediately reducing the treasure's pressure, before explaining.

  "Hmph!" The young spirit coldly snorted in response, seemingly accepting his explanation.

  With both hands forming a seal, Shen Long's sealing method changed, and the speed of his seals slowed down. However, the purple-gold divine dragon that emerged from between Shen Long's two hands was exceptionally enormous. With a loud dragon roar, the purple-gold divine dragon charged towards Shen Long.

  "Go." Shen Long threw out an object, and the Purple Gold Dragon opened its big mouth, biting down on it as it flew towards the high tower.

  "What's with the alchemy hand movements? So sudden..."

  "Actually condensed the symbol into a giant dragon, and... that giant dragon is at least as big as the Golden Immortal level?"

  "What the giant purple dragon is holding in its mouth is a vein of ore, right?"

  "Not bad, and it's not just one, you see, another giant dragon is flying towards the tower, with a vein of ore in its mouth."

  "I'm really looking forward to it, I wonder what kind of magical treasure Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan can refine."

  "Yes, unexpectedly, the treasure can be refined in this way."

  One by one, the mineral veins were thrown onto the high tower by the purple gold dragon, then the giant dragon pounced on the mineral veins, merged into the mineral veins, and finally merged into the black high tower.

  As the ore veins continued to merge, the height of the tower was constantly decreasing. This was because every piece of ore had Shen Long's mark on it, so Shen Long's connection to the tower became tighter and tighter. Adding to that, Hong Jun wanted Shen Long to control the pressure of the treasure, so Shen Long deliberately made the treasure tower smaller.

  But just as everything was going smoothly, Shen Long discovered that his mineral collection was almost insufficient.

  Actually, Shen Long's mineral veins are quite numerous. In order to suppress his own cultivation problems, Shen Long has been constantly absorbing mineral veins to strengthen his body. For the sake of the mineral veins, Ao Kun even made a special trip to the Hongyuan Continent. Adding to that, there were also the mineral veins obtained from selling elixirs in the past and the ones dug up by the lecturing Daoist along the way. All added up, they are countless. However, they have all been used up by Shen Long to strengthen his body, and now he only has a small portion left in hand.

  "Fellow Taoists, hurry up! Who has a mineral vein? Use the mineral vein to exchange for elixirs." Shen Long urgently announced, then scattered another pile of elixirs.

  "Vains of ore, those are everywhere in the desolate expanse, who would bring that here, but I have a few pieces here, I wonder how much they can be exchanged for?" A great expert asked.

  "Take it yourself." Shen Long was in a critical situation and had no time to haggle.

  "Alright, I have eight of them here. Here you go." The powerful being tossed the ore vein to Shen Long, then reached into a pile of elixirs and pulled out an elixir jade bottle.

  Shen Long didn't bother to respond and directly released eight talismanic giant dragons, each of which carried a mineral vein in its mouth, charging towards the high tower.

  "I have eight here too."

  "There are twelve of them here."

  "Four clauses." "Three clauses." "Ten clauses."

  Their stock was not much, even if the dragon tribe Tianlong and Dilong knew that Shen Long had a habit of collecting mineral veins before, they only took out more than 300 mineral veins. They collectively took out more than 1,000 mineral veins, which only had a relieving effect, but it was far from enough. Shen Long looked up at the high tower and muttered to himself:

  "It's all right, the tower has only fallen a little. What can be done?"

  Looking at the pagoda that had just dropped by half, Shen Long furrowed his brow and fell into deep thought. A voice suddenly sounded in Shen Long's ear:

  "Do you need a vein?"

  "Ah, how could I have forgotten him?" Shen Long thought regretfully, then looked up at Hong Jun. This guy was a super-rich man who always had the word "poor" on his lips, he must have some mines.

  "Hong Jun Daoist friend, how much do you have? Hurry up and bring it out." Shen Long asked anxiously.

  "Collecting ore veins is too troublesome, I didn't collect many either, only nine." Hong Jun said.

  "What? Only nine?" Shen Long suddenly felt a gloom before his eyes, thinking that it was normal, after all, Hong Jun had the time to collect the Xiantian Lingbao, and he was interested in the ore veins that could be seen everywhere.

  "Yes, gather them, I've gone to great lengths to collect them, take a look." Hongyuan stretched out his hand, and in it appeared a glass ball the size of a watermelon, inside which nine giant dragons were frolicking.

  "What...? This is...?" Shen Long looked at Hong Jun in confusion.

  "Of course, this is something I've collected with great difficulty from the mountains. Consider it a small favor to you, fellow Taoist." Hong Jun smiled and handed the glass orb to Shen Long.

  "The Chaos Ore, it's only available on the Mount Buzhou, and only you, Hong Jun, can obtain it." Shen Long said proudly, holding up nine pieces of Chaos Ore in front of Hong Jun.

  "Daoist friends have humbled themselves, and Daoist friends have also been to Mount Buzhou before, and have received the recognition of Mount Buzhou. From now on, it's only natural that they can collect the Hunyuan mineral veins." Hongjun said.

  "I'm not as good as my fellow Taoist, I went up Mount Tai but returned empty-handed." Shen Long recalled the last time he climbed Mount Tai, still with a lingering fear in his heart. He smiled and said to Hong Jun, then shifted his attention back to the black tower.

  With the nine Chaotic Mining Veins, Shen Long's seal formation technique became even slower, but each time he formed a seal, a purple gold giant dragon would float up and swirl around his head. When the dragons gathered to 999, a whirlpool appeared on Shen Long's head, stirring up the dragons before re-gathering them.

  A mighty dragon appeared, its body radiating an aura that could suppress even the strongest of the Daluo Golden Immortals. Shen Long tossed out a Chaos Mineral Vein, which the dragon directly seized, ignoring the vein's struggles as it had already developed sentience, and charged towards the High Tower.

  Not long after, with a loud crash, the black tower suddenly dropped by about one-ninth of its entire height.

  In the same way, Shen Long sent up the remaining eight mineral veins, and with a series of loud rumbles, the high tower lowered greatly time and again. When all nine mineral veins had entered the tower, after one final rumble, in front of everyone's eyes, it transformed into a precious pagoda only ten thousand meters tall. At this moment, there was not even the slightest fluctuation of magical power on the surface of the treasure, nor was there any pressure emanating from it, because Shen Long had already completely grasped control over the pagoda.

  "It's still better to have one's own self-cultivated treasure." Shen Long sighed.

  "Yes, the self-refined magic treasure is completely under my control. In some ways, even those innate magic treasures can't compare to it." Hong Jun also retracted his own fluctuating magic power and nodded in agreement.

  "Hmm." Shen Long nodded, recalling his past life, those saints, the ones who didn't use their own refined treasures, like Laozi's cane, Tongtian's qingpang, and the original Ruyi.

  "However, fellow Taoist, I've observed that this treasure pagoda is only an embryo. I don't know how you plan to refine it?" Hong Jun looked at the black treasure pagoda and asked Shen Long with a puzzled expression.

  "Hmph, the treasure I'm going to refine is one that will make all living beings tremble." Shen Long's expression suddenly turned cold and gloomy, his eyes gazing at the pagoda with a hint of eeriness. Then he continued, "Of course, for the first time it's opened, we'll need to use demonic blood as an offering."

  "Oh?" Hong Jun heard and looked at Shen Long with interest.

  "Heh heh, it's about to begin. Hong Jun, old friend, please lend me a helping hand when the time comes." Shen Long said with a smile after buying another round of drinks and making his request to Hong Jun.

  "Good." Hong Jun agreed, not only for their future cooperation, but also because he was interested in this treasure.

  "Alright, let's start."

  "River of Destiny, Revealed—"

  "What? The River of Fate, what are you going to do, fellow Taoist?"

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