Chapter 42: Muling Pearl, Black Wind Arrives to Assist

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  But it is said that before Pangu the Great opened up the primordial chaos, there were countless great ways gestating in the midst of the chaos. There were 3,000 years of slow evolution of magic spirits, and countless spiritual treasures gestating in the midst of the chaos.

  Those spiritual treasures themselves contain the primordial great Tao, innate vitality, and are called pre-heavenly spiritual treasures. Among them is a spiritual treasure called the Five Spirits Pearl, which is said to be a set of spiritual treasures transformed from the five lotus seeds of the Primordial Blue Lotus that created the world.

  Composed of five pre-heavenly spirit pearls, namely gold, wood, water, fire and earth. A single pearl is an extreme pre-heavenly spirit treasure, but if the five are combined to set up a pre-heavenly five elements array, it's like having five flags, enough to rival a pre-heavenly ultimate treasure.

  However, it is different from the Five Elements Flag. The Five Spirits Pearl excels at attacking, while the Five Directions Flag excels at defending. These two things originally belonged to a demon god in the Primordial Chaos, the Five Elements Heavenly Venerable.

  When the heavens opened, the Five Elements Heaven Lord perished. The four flags of the five directions changed hands several times, and finally fell into the hands of Hong Jun Lao Zu, who bestowed them upon the saints of the Human and Tian teachings, as well as Yaochi Xiwangmu and the Western Guide Daoist. Only the Northern Xuan Yuan Water Flag was nurtured and repaired in the Blood Sea, and was eventually obtained by the Minghe Teaching Ancestor.

  The five spiritual pearls were originally obtained by Feng Zu, and later returned to Nüwa. Later, they were reincarnated as Nezha, the "Great God of the Three Altars" in the Battle of the Gods.

  The remaining four spirit pearls were silent and invisible, never appearing in the vast expanse of the Hongyuan. Unexpectedly, the wooden spirit pearl appeared here at this moment.

  It seems that this wooden spirit bead must have been obtained by the Supreme Old Lord and later given to Shennong. Otherwise, when Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs, he would have died from poisoning countless times, even if he were a great immortal like Daluo.

  Although Lao Jun's Nine-Turn Golden Elixir has the function of defying heaven, but every time it needs to be detoxified with elixir, isn't that too extravagant?

  It turns out that the reason it appeared here is that Shen Nong hoped to leave a Daoist legacy in the mortal world, and this pearl was originally meant to be left to his disciples. But who would have thought that Hong Haier would accidentally arrive here, and even more so, carrying the Sacred Object of the Human Emperor, without going through any trials, he obtained the ultimate treasure.

  "Haha! The ancients did not deceive me!"

  Thinking of this, Hong Haier appeared again in the form of Pigsy, but he didn't care about his image at all. He wiped his mouth with a swish of saliva and stared at the wooden Lingzhu in his hand with gleaming eyes.

  No, what's in hand doesn't count as one's own, only when it's eaten and digested does it count. Hong Haier thought to himself, but he quickly sat down cross-legged and began to use the Upper Clearness method to refine the two spiritual treasures that had just fallen into his hands.

  The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the grand hall was filled with flickering lights. Outside the gate, Little Red seemed to have sensed Hong Haier's state as well, quietly guarding the entrance with a vigilant gaze towards the wide platform below...

  Thirty-Three Skies, Fire Cloud Palace.

  Fuxi, dressed in a black dragon robe, is playing chess with Xuan Yuan, who wears a golden dragon robe, in a courtyard. From time to time, he turns his head to glance at Shen Nong, who is arranging flowers and plants nearby, seemingly not needing to expend much mental effort on the game of chess with Xuan Yuan.

  "Huh?" At this time, Shennong seemed to have sensed something, stopped the work in his hands, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face, followed by a big smile.

  "It seems that the emperor's brother has good news."

  Fuxi, who was playing chess beside him, couldn't help but laugh at this.

  "Good news?"

  Xuan Yuan was deep in thought, trying to figure out how to break the chess situation, when he heard the words and raised his head, looking at Fuxi with some confusion, then glanced at Shen Nong beside him. After that, he buried his head again, but suddenly shouted: "Heavens! What move was I thinking of making just now?"

  Having said that, he raised his head with a hint of resentment and gazed at Fuxi opposite him.

  "Ah!"

  Feeling Xuan Yuan's gaze, Fu Xi let out a sigh and shook his head.

  "The emperor's brother had piercing eyes."

  Shennong saw the look on Xuan Yuan's face, but he also smiled and walked forward, sitting down beside him. He looked at the two of them and said, "If my intuition is correct, my disciple will be born soon."

  "Oh?"

  Xuanyuan, who was beside him, also smiled with joy. He pushed the chessboard aside and said, "Such a joyful occasion should be celebrated."

  "Hey!"

  Fuxi saw that Huangdi was going to rely on Qizhen again, shook his head and stopped paying attention to Huangdi. Instead, he looked at Shennong and said: "It's worth celebrating, we've been living in this Huoyun Palace for too long, it's too boring."

  "But I still have to trouble my elder brother to take the upper hand for me."

  Shennong saw the two of them and also smiled, looking at Fuxi with a slight bow.

  "It's nothing."

  Fuxi heard the words and shook his head, then directly pulled out the chessboard on the table, took out two treasures, which were the top-quality pre-heavenly spiritual treasure, Hetu Luoshu.

  Only to see Fuxi spreading the Hetu Luoshu on the table, and then taking out a white jade tortoise plate and placing it on top. After that, he lifted his hand, and suddenly the stars appeared. There was a mysterious symbol that seemed to be both profound and obvious at the same time, which was struck into the shell of the tortoise plate.

  "Hum!"

  Innumerable silvery glows flew out from the River Chart and Turtle Shell, with colorful halos circulating above the River Chart.

  "Boom!"

  A faint sound echoed, and two clear marks appeared on the white jade tortoise board.

  "What is this?"

  Fuxi glanced at the mark on the turtle shell, but furrowed his brow and stretched out his left hand to recalculate repeatedly.

  He then let out a soft sigh and said to Shen Nong, who was standing beside him with a tense face: "The person who obtained the treasure in the Temple of Shen Nong is not a disciple of the Emperor's brother. He is one of the main characters of the next catastrophe, but I don't know why his aura has increased greatly recently. Having obtained all kinds of treasures, he also has the protection of a quasi-sage. He will bring the treasure and find the successor of the Emperor's brother."

  "Oh?"

  Xuanyuan overheard the conversation and became interested, as he was a person with great luck. He saw that Fuxi's words were not just simple talk, but rather there were many heavenly secrets that had not been revealed yet.

  "It turns out that's the case, no wonder I couldn't see that person's figure in the Temple of Shennong. It seems they have a precious treasure protecting their body." Shennong heard this and also had an expression of sudden realization, then looked at the Hetu Luoshu on the table, lost in thought...

  Mokusan-an Temple

  Outside the Temple of Shennong's Great Array, Xingxian and others were looking forward with a serious expression at a misty gate.

  "That little guy actually went in."

  Ling Kongzi's face turned gloomy as he gazed into the doorway, where countless miasma swirled, and starlight filled the sky, with endless restrictions.

  "How despicable!"

  The red-bearded boy beside him also gritted his teeth and said, "Who would have thought that we, who have been waiting for thousands of years, are now being used as a wedding dress for others."

  "Red beard!"

  Xing Xian beside saw the expression of Chi Xu Tongzi, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

  "It seems we're really not fated to get that Divine Farmer's Treasure."

  Feng Yun Cui's face remained calm, and he let out a light sigh as he glanced at Guan Zhi Gong and Shi Ba Gong beside him.

  "Heh heh."

  Wen De heard the words of Fu Yun Sou, and Ling Kong Zi let out a cold laugh. He then looked at the three people and said: "After all, the three Taoist friends still don't believe in fate, and want to come and fight for first place."

  "May you have infinite good fortune!"

  Upon hearing Lingkongzi's words, Fuyun Sou seemed completely unbothered, with a calm and serene expression, no longer speaking. It seems that the demons of Muxian An are not united either.

  "Never mind the idle talk, let's just enter the formation and rush up for a while. If we delay for another moment, that kid might have succeeded."

  Jian De brushed off Yun Sou's words, and the three of them didn't harmonize. Ling Kong Zi's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, then he swept his gaze over the crowd.

  "Great goodness!" The Red Whiskered Boy heard this and responded with a smile, then ignored the crowd and led the way through the gate in front of him.

  "Ah!"

  The red-bearded boy rushed into the formation, and Xing Xian hurriedly followed. The three of them, including Fu Yun Dou, also hastily caught up. It was Ling Kong Zi who walked at the very back, gazing at the silhouettes of the crowd, with a glint in his eyes, yet he remained silent...

  But it is said that the demons of Muxian An, fearing that Hong Haier would be the first to obtain the divine treasure of Shennong, all entered the great formation, attempting to break through and enter the Temple of Shennong.

  At this moment, in the 800-mile thorny ridge, a strange wind suddenly rose.

  What is a ghostly wind? This wind, however, is not like the usual mountain breeze. It blocks out the sky and sun, carrying with it a kind of murky yellow fog that gradually darkens the sky.

  The strong wind blew for half an hour before gradually dying down. As the wind subsided, a figure emerged from within it, unusually tall and sturdy.

  Look at him, his iron helmet is painted with fire, and his black gold armor shines brightly. His dark green silk robe has a windproof sleeve, and his black silk belt is long. He holds a black-tasseled spear in one hand, and wears a pair of black leather boots on his feet. His eyes are wide open, shining brightly in all directions - it's the Black Wind Ridge Black Wind Cave's monster king, Xiong Baigui.

  Only to see the demon king enter the thorny ridge, frightening all flying insects and beasts to escape, but he didn't stop either, and went straight to a secluded mountain valley...