A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"Yes, it is indeed this door." Nanlong Hou looked at this small stone door with a thoughtful look on his face, but finally said with a sigh of relief.

"The blood on this door seems to be too demonic. Is there any problem?" Lu Weiying looked at it for a while and asked with some worry. "This gate is sealed by ancient monks, and it was sealed with the essence and blood of the whole body. Naturally, it is different from ordinary restrictions, which is normal. Why, Brother Lu wants to back down now." Nanlong Hou turned his eyes and said lightly.

"Back off? We're already here, how could Lu do such a stupid thing. But just in case, shouldn't we be more cautious?" The old man shook his head and said solemnly.

"What Brother Lu said is not unreasonable. This door does give people an uncomfortable feeling. Let's put a few layers of restrictions outside the door first. This way, if anything goes wrong, there is no way out. It's worry-free." Marquis Nanlong thought for a while and said with a calm expression.

"Okay, this is the best. Just follow what fellow Taoist said." Lu Weiying nodded without hesitation and agreed happily.

So Nanlong Hou and the old man took out several sets of array equipment from their bodies and began to set up the array at the bottom of the pool.

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But just as Nanlong Hou and the other two were preparing to unlock the door that banned the blood curse, in another part of the inner valley, in a huge mountain covered with dark rocks, a group of people were slowly walking towards the top of the mountain.

The leader was a middle-aged monk with a stern look on his face, and next to him was an old man in green clothes, who turned out to be the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect and Wei Wuya.

Wang Tiangu was about ten feet behind the two of them.

Behind the three of them, there were four more disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect in the Dan Formation Stage, following closely behind.

"This ghost place is really evil. In such a remote place, air restrictions have been set up for hundreds of miles. You can't even fly a few feet above the ground." Wang Tiangu looked at the blood-red clouds not far above his head, and suddenly A murmured whisper.

"The more this happens, the more it means that we have found the right place. If I were an ancient monk, I would also place an important place in such a place. After all, with such restrictions, there must not be many monks who are willing to walk for a day or two. The day has come." The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect's expression remained unchanged and he replied calmly.

"After spending so much time, I hope we didn't find the wrong place this time. We have already lost three disciples along the way." Wang Tiangu looked a little helpless.

After hearing this, the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect smiled and did not answer anything.

But at this time, Wei Wuya looked at the top of the peak and said expressionlessly.

"After we entered the inner valley, we have already walked for three days and two nights, so we should be almost there. Don't tell me, we will have to walk for several more days!"

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Wei. After climbing this mountain, we will reach that place. Don't be too impatient! If this matter comes to pass, our Ghost Spirit Sect can certainly become the number one sect in the Demonic Way. Fellow Daoist Wei will be able to break through to the stage of becoming a god, which is just around the corner." The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect did not dare to neglect Wei Wuya and said after his expression softened.

"Hmph! To be honest, I don't believe the legend of Lingmiao Garden. Most of them are just rumors spread by the ancient monks. If there is such a space at the junction of the spiritual world and our human world, it should have been found by other monks long ago. Even now, it can still be maintained." Wei Wuya was silent for a moment and said this with some sarcasm.

"If Brother Wei doesn't believe it, why did he agree to our invitation in the first place?" The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect didn't show any signs of confusion, but instead asked with interest.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is so solemn that he brought out almost half of the elite members of the sect. Naturally, he is really sure about his trip to Falling Demon Valley. I believe that what fellow Daoist is looking for, even if it is not Lingmiao Garden, is an ancient place. The secret place of the monks. Now that I know about this, I will naturally get involved. You use my reputation to suppress other monks who enter the valley, and I will share some treasures. It shouldn't be too much." Wei Wuya didn't even think about it. I thought, and said politely.

"Haha! Brother Wei is very quick to talk. However, Fellow Daoist Wei was wrong about one thing. Our sect spent so much effort just to go to the Lingmiao Garden. This Lingmiao Garden is not a fake thing, but This place does exist. The entire Fallen Demon Valley was actually built by ancient monks to specifically guard Lingmiao Garden. As long as we climb over this mountain, we can see it with our own eyes in a few hours. Then the space here will be opened. , I have to rely on Fellow Daoist Wei to put in more effort." The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect burst into laughter and said with a hint of madness on his face.

Wei Wuya was a little surprised when he heard this, with a hint of emotion on his face.

"From what Master Wang said, it seems that he already has evidence of the existence of Lingmiao Garden."

"Yes, our sect is indeed 70 to 80% sure that we can confirm the existence of Lingmiao Garden. As for the evidence, Fellow Daoist Wei will naturally know it when we get there." As soon as the middle-aged man in black robe finished saying this, his face showed A mysterious color.

This person is a true hero. He is only in the early stage of Yuanying. However, facing Wei Wuya, a great monk in the late stage of Yuanying, he shows no signs of uneasiness.

Wei Wuya nodded, his face returned to the same expression as before, but he couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

Even if the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect in front of him made ridiculous claims, he would never believe it even if he hadn't seen the traces of Lingmiao Garden with his own eyes.

Of course, Wei Wuya would not say these slanderous words directly. Instead, after smiling indifferently, he changed the topic and suddenly mentioned another thing.

"As soon as Elder Zhong of your sect entered the valley, he and I acted separately. Now it has been such a long time and we have not seen each other. Can Master Wang tell us the whereabouts of Fellow Daoist Zhong? He will not be like other monks. Let such an elder of Nascent Soul wander around the Fallen Demon Valley?"

"Brother Wei is joking. To be fair to fellow Taoists, Elder Zhong actually went to another secret place in the valley to look for another treasure. Of course, although this treasure is rare, it certainly cannot be compared with Lingmiao Garden." Ghost Spirit Sect The door owner didn't seem to care about the question and replied lightly.

Hearing the other party's frank admission, Wei Wuya laughed dryly, but it was hard to continue asking. The group of people waited for silence to return and continued walking muffledly towards the top of the mountain.

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In a pile of bumpy rocks, six or seven Ghost Spirit Sect disciples were scattered everywhere, looking for something under some huge rocks. The old man named Zhong from Ghost Spirit Sect was floating in the center of the pile of rocks, motionless.

Although his consciousness can easily cover a wilderness area that is dozens of miles wide, he is not strong enough to find some specific marks.

Therefore, even if this person feels impatient in his heart, he can only rely on these disciples and search slowly like a needle in a haystack.

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At the exit of a grand canyon somewhere in the inner valley, a thunderous rumbling sound suddenly came from the canyon filled with five-colored rays of light. Then the rays of light burst out, and after a burst of lightning and thunder, a group of monks suddenly rushed out of the valley.

The leaders were an old Taoist and an old man in green robes. Although they didn't seem to have any damage, they looked quite embarrassed, with gray heads and gray faces.

It is Tianjing Zhenren and Dongmen Tu, the great elder of Yuling Sect.

The other five green-robed monks behind them were also in tattered clothes and pale, as if they had suffered a lot. However, the two evil ghost puppets are still exactly the same as before, without any changes.

"I finally broke through the restriction and entered the inner valley. I didn't expect that the two puppets of Tianjing Taoist Fellow were so powerful, almost as good as the early top-level monks. It's really enviable!" Dongmen Tu rushed out of the valley entrance dozens of feet away. Then he stopped escaping the light, looked back at the canyon behind him, then glanced at the two evil ghost puppets with ferocious faces, and said with a strange look on his face.

"Puppets are just puppets. No matter how powerful they are, how can they be compared with these men of Brother Dongmen. Each of the five of them practices one of the Five Elements Kung Fu. Together, they can probably compete with the late Yuanying monks for a while. ." Master Tianjing was obviously very wary of Dongmen Tu. After leaving the valley, he deliberately lagged behind and kept the distance between him and him. At this time, the two machine puppets each dodged and stood behind Lao Dao.

Seeing this scene, Dongmen Tu's face darkened first, but then he sighed and smiled bitterly.

"Fellow Daoist Tianjing is really careful with me. I thought that after these two days of joint efforts to break the formation, fellow Taoist should have no prejudice against me. Fellow Taoist, why don't you think about joining forces again. The two of us If we work together to hunt for treasure, it is much safer than going it alone."

"What did Brother Dongmen say? Pindao has no prejudice against fellow Taoists, but Pindao still likes to be alone. It's better not to mention the matter of joining forces. Now that we have entered the inner valley. I'll take my leave now." Master Tianjing laughed, and refused as if nothing had happened. After giving a salute, he carefully stared at the other person's face without moving away at all.

Seeing this, Dongmen Tu frowned, then smiled.

"Since Taoist Brother Tianjing really doesn't want to be with me, I won't force myself anymore. Then let's break up. I hope Taoist Brother Tianjing will gain a lot!" He chuckled as usual. "Hey! That poor Taoist has more good words from Brother Dongmen." Upon hearing this, Master Tianjing's face suddenly relaxed and he said calmly. Then the old Taoist took two puppets, and after a little identification, he immediately left leisurely. Looking at the retreating back of Master Tianjing, the face of the old man in green robe suddenly turned gloomy.

"This old ghost is really cautious. After two days with him, there was no flaw left. Otherwise, if there are two more puppets in the treasure hunt in the inner valley, I will be safer." Dong Mentu seemed to be unwilling to let out a long sigh. After looking around, he patted the spirit beast bag on his waist.

"Whoosh", a huge silver bat flew out of the bag and landed in front of Dongmen Tu.

He raised his hand, and a black pill shot out. The silver giant swallowed the pill in mid-air, then circled and suddenly flew in the other direction.

When Dongmen Tu saw this, he hurriedly called to the five monks behind him, took the lead and turned into a green light and flew over. Five Yuling Sect monks followed closely. In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of people at the mouth of the canyon. (First update!)