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Volume 2: The Immortal Road is Endless Chapter 182: Two boys cast spells to transform the ordinary into a holy scene

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    The sun set very early, and the slowly opening night enveloped the entire Gujing Village. С¤£«¡ô, The magic techniques of the Immortal Family are indeed miraculous. No matter how the autumn wind rustles outside the courtyard and the grass and trees are swaying, there is peace and quiet in the small courtyard.  The two little guys Qingliu and Bitao looked around, feeling very dissatisfied.  Think about the Jade Sky Temple on Mount Tai that day. Although it is not as good as the Penglai Immortal Island, let alone the Nine Heavens Holy Land, it is also full of yaocao and fairy flowers, which is extraordinary.  Inside, the mist is scattered, the sun and the moon are shining, there are thousands of old cypresses, thousands of bamboos, the cries of quiet birds are close, and the sound of the spring is clear.  There are longevity deer and fairy foxes in the forest, there are spiritual birds and black cranes on the trees, yaicao and strange flowers never fade, green pines and cypresses are evergreen, and the blessed land of the fairy family is difficult to describe in words.  How can two people living in such an environment appreciate the worldly scenery? Even the most majestic and magnificent landscapes are just a handful in their eyes.  Since you can taste the essence of heaven and earth and the holy products of immortality, you cannot be humiliated by such vulgar scenes.  Qingliu's round eyes rolled a few times, and then he took the idea into his mind. He silently recited the mantra in his mouth, squeezed the seal with his hand, and shouted "Ji".  But I saw a piece of green water mist forming in the air, flowing slowly, as if it were alive, and seemed to contain infinite vitality.  Seeing that the mist had formed, Qingliu blew it into the wind. Suddenly, a breeze came in the small courtyard. The mist dispersed and fell on various flowers and trees in the courtyard.  In the blink of an eye, earth-shaking changes took place in the small courtyard.  Because Mo Fei practiced Qi, Gujing Village has strong spiritual energy, nourished flowers, plants and trees, and is full of vitality. Even in late autumn, it is still green.  But after all, they are ordinary trees and grasses. They are limited by the seasons. After the flowering period, they will no longer be as blooming as they were in spring and summer.  At this time, shrouded in water mist, changes occurred suddenly.  "Every flower and tree in the courtyard was sprouting leaves and pistils at a speed visible to the naked eye. For a moment, the garden was filled with fragrance and brilliant clouds. Compared with just now, it was completely different.  If other people see such a change, they will definitely be amazed and exclaim that it is magical, causing a huge sensation.  In fact, in the eyes of people in the immortal way, this is just a simple little spell "little magic". Even a young monk who has just entered the Qi training period can use it. As for the effect, it depends on the spell.  Depends on the person¡¯s cultivation level.  Qingliu Taoism is profound, and when used, it is naturally extremely easy. As soon as it is used, hundreds of flowers bloom.  The whole small courtyard was beautiful for a moment.  Qingliu looked around and felt that something was missing. After thinking about it carefully, it suddenly dawned on him that he took out a vermilion elixir from his sleeve and threw it into the air.  This elixir is the Zhuri Divine Pill that was refined by Master Daoyin back then. Although it is called an elixir, it is not edible. It is a kind of magical treasure with special uses in Xuanmen.  The flames of the sun carried by the elixir have the effect of destroying evil spirits and removing evil spirits.  Most of the evil spirits in the world are yin objects, and this elixir is their nemesis.  When Master Daoyin was refining the elixir, Qingliu was there to add fuel to the fire. When the elixir was completed, Master Daoyin gave him one.  Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, this treasure of the Immortal Family was overused and used as a lighting object.  Just imagine, if Master Dao Yin, who had already ascended to the immortal world, knew about it, he would definitely not know whether to laugh or cry.  "Bitao saw Qingliu repeatedly using his methods to transform the mundane world into a fairyland. She was eager to win. She stretched out her fat white hand and flicked her fingers slightly. She saw another change in the small courtyard.  But Bi Tao saw that the courtyard was small and incompatible with the splendor and solemnity of the Immortal Family, so he used the magical power of Sumeru Mustard Seed. From the outside, the place that was just a small area became vast and boundless.  Not satisfied yet, Bitao grabbed a handful of leaves from the side, blew in a breath, and scattered them into the air.  But there was a fluttering sound of wings in mid-air, and countless colorful birds flew away, either flying back and forth in the sky, or landing on the branches. For a while, the small courtyard was filled with endless chirping of birds.  .  Jade Mountain Soul clasped his hands behind his back, watching Qingliu Bitao and Qingliu Bitao perform their tricks, and said with a smile: "As expected of the boy under the ancient master, his methods are indeed extraordinary. Turning mortals into saints, turning stones into gold, even if my hands are itchy, I will join in.  Join in the fun and add a little more color to this boundless beauty. After saying that, he waved in the direction of Daqing Mountain and shouted: "Come on.  ¡± Sure enough, a majestic mountain shadow floated from the Daqing Mountain and fell into the courtyard. This small world was suddenly filled with mountains and rivers. Peaks, ancient trees, waterfalls, springs, and various birds and animals were running back and forth. The green hills are green, and among them  The ink is like black and the birds are singing. From a distance, it seems that there is a pavilion hidden in the mist of the forest. It has a long rhythm and ancient meaning. It is indeed an immortal method, unparalleled.  Continued¡­)
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