A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Although Marquis Nanlong's voice was calm, his eyes were staring at the several elixirs on the altar table, full of greed, and he wished he could grab all these elixirs.

These elixirs are all what he and the old man need most. Now that they are so close, they are naturally itchy.

And when he first entered this place and saw these elixirs, he almost didn't think about it and immediately wanted to sweep away these elixirs. However, he didn't expect that there was also a weird magic circle restriction here. As a result, he encountered He made a big somersault and had to wait for the old man.

Now when he heard the old man surnamed Lu calling out the name of "Little Sumeru Vajra Formation", Nanlong Hou's spirit perked up and he felt very happy.

He was secretly worried when he suddenly came into contact with the restriction and found that the magic circle here was very different from many magic circles he had studied before. Now that the old man knows this formation, it is naturally wonderful.

"Brother Lu, do you know the restrictions here?" Marquis Nanlong suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked expectantly.

"In the past, I once obtained some Buddhist practice books. Although I did not practice them because of the properties of the exercises. But I still remember some of the prohibitions on the Buddhist formations recorded above. This Small Sumeru Vajra Formation is the most important among them. One of the miraculous magic circles. Brother Nanlong, if the restriction here is really this magic circle, it will be a big trouble." The old man turned his eyes to the altar table again and said with a frown.

"What do you mean? Could it be that this formation cannot be broken?" Nanlonghou's face changed slightly, as if he didn't believe it.

"This Small Sumeru Vajra Formation is also called the Vajra Trapped Immortal Formation. It may be one of the few restrictions in the world that can be broken completely by brute force. There is no other method to break the formation. If you want to break this formation , we must use various attacks at all times to destroy the restraining shield generated by this magic circle. And not stop at all. Because this prohibition may not be ranked among many magic circles in terms of defensive power alone. But in terms of durability, , this array is known as immortal in the Buddhist sect. It seems that as long as the restriction is not completely destroyed, it can be quickly restored to its original state." After pondering for a while, the old man said solemnly.

Then, as if to confirm what he said, the old man surnamed Lu flicked his hand, and a fireball suddenly shot towards the altar table several feet away.

With a "bang" sound, the fireball exploded on its own and turned into nothing before it was lifted off the altar.

A thick mask of light surrounded by spiritual light appeared on the altar table.

The golden light of this mask is brilliant, and ancient Buddhist inscriptions the size of peas emerge one by one on the wall of the mask, like blooming silver flowers, all over the mask.

Nanlonghou's face darkened slightly. He had seen this kind of scene once before, so he didn't show any surprise.

"Hey! What is this?" The old man on the side exclaimed.

Marquis Nanlong was startled and couldn't help but turn his head and take a look.

Lu Weiying was seen staring at somewhere in the golden shield with a look of astonishment on his face.

Marquis Nanlong was surprised, a light flashed in his eyes, and he followed his gaze and looked through the wall with difficulty.

In the golden light curtain, in the center of the altar table, which was originally empty except for a few elixirs, a silvery round bowl, as big as a head, suddenly appeared.

There are various esoteric and obscure runes floating on the surface of this round bowl, and there are eight pale white jade runes lying around, clustered in the middle.

And about a foot above the round bowl, there are three other small things, floating there motionless.

Marquis Nanlong looked carefully and saw clearly that it was a small silver sword, a black Zen staff and a blood-red bead.

Although these three things were only a few inches in size, they emitted a wisp of three-color aura. The three auras intertwined and fused together, covering the round bowl on the altar table.

Marquis Nanlong was dumbfounded.

The round bowl, the jade talisman, and the three magical artifacts mysteriously disappeared in the blink of an eye on the altar table. Then golden light shields with Buddhist inscriptions appeared everywhere and disappeared silently.

How is this going? When this mask of light appeared before, it seemed that these things were not seen. Why did the old man surnamed Lu find these things on the altar table after a subsequent attack?

Marquis Nanlong's lips were tightly closed. Seeing the mask disappear, his eyes were still filled with surprise and uncertainty.

The old man surnamed Lu naturally did not have these questions, but he also pondered when facing the newly appeared round bowl and other objects.

Anyone can see that compared with the new things that appear in the ban, those elixirs are obviously just a foil. What treasure could be more valuable than these heaven-defying spiritual objects?

Even just thinking about it made the old man's heart beat violently!

Some of the scruples and uneasiness I had when I saw the Blood Curse Gate were immediately put behind me.

"Brother Lu, it seems that we have come to the right place this time. If we can break this Buddhist restriction, our trip will be worthwhile." Nanlong Hou naturally had the same idea, and suddenly said to the old man with a smile.

"Yes. I didn't expect that there are so many secret treasures behind the Blood Curse Gate. But it is not easy to break this restriction. It is impossible without spending more time and losing some vitality." Hearing this, the old man forced a smile on his face.

"Hey! I can get these treasures, not to mention losing my vitality. I am willing to lose another ten years of my life. Just now, fellow Taoist said that the only way to break this magic circle is brute force. It seems that I am really busy! It's not appropriate. Chi, let’s do it now. When the time comes, we will separate the ban and how about dividing everything equally between me and Brother Lu?” Marquis Nanlong seemed to not want to delay any longer, staring at the old man and said straightforwardly.

"Brother Nanlong said so. I will naturally obey." Naturally, the old man also wanted to take out the treasure, and he agreed very readily.

After hearing this, Marquis Nanlong showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

But at this time, the two people seemed to have distanced themselves a certain distance. They all felt a hint of vigilance from the other party.

Below, the old man took out the white Dharma flag, threw it into the air, and then sat down cross-legged with his hands in hand. Nanlong Hou waved his sleeves and robe, and the golden flying sword suddenly shot out.

Immediately, a hurricane arose here, the sword energy spread across the area, and the golden light shield emerged again.

Rumbling sounds came from the ground for a while.

…

Near a mountain top, a blue rainbow passed from far to near.

At Qinghong Station, Han Li was busy on his way.

At this moment, he had already passed the top of the mountain where the purple-striped scorpion was, and was heading towards the cave where he had entered the inner valley.

Because he had already walked this road once, Han Li was quite familiar with it, and his speed of escaping light was several times faster than when he came.

The schedule originally took more than a day, but it only took Han Li one-third of the time to get here.

Just as he was thinking that he would be able to re-enter the cave in another hour, suddenly a slight continuous roar could be heard faintly in the distance on one side.

Han Li's expression changed, he paused for a moment, and couldn't help but turn his head and glance there.

With a quick sweep of his consciousness, there was a strange fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from there.

Han Li couldn't help but squint his eyes. There was a faint white light flashing in the mountains in the distance.

If he remembered correctly, it was a place where he suspected there was a restriction and there might be a secret treasure from ancient monks.

It seems that other monks finally broke into the inner valley and began to break through the confinement and hunt for treasures.

Han Li thought for a moment and then shook his head.

The thought of fishing in troubled waters in the past flashed in his mind and was forcibly suppressed.

And in order to avoid attracting other people's attention, his spiritual consciousness only swept over there quickly, and did not really search for those treasure hunters.

For Han Li, it was better to do less than to do more. Qinghong shot forward through the air again. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the nearby hills without a trace.

Dozens of miles away in the direction Han Li was looking just now, a group of more than a dozen immortal cultivators were using various magic weapons to sweep towards a hilltop shrouded in white light and violently attack them.

The leaders among them were the Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong and the woman surnamed Nale, the Mulan divine master. All of them were actually Mulan priests.

When Han Li flew away from a distance, Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong moved his eyebrows and subconsciously glanced at the direction in which Han Li was flying.

"What? Did Brother Zhong find something wrong?" The woman named Le noticed the Confucian scholar's strange behavior and couldn't help but blurt out.

"It's nothing. Just now a Tiannan monk used his spiritual consciousness to explore here. But he didn't seem to want to do anything. He just swept past in the distance and flew away. It is important for us to break the restriction, and I am too lazy to do it. I'm probably going to investigate." The Confucian scholar said calmly.

"That's what Brother Zhong said. The restriction here has been cracked to the key point. I hope it won't be like the previous restriction. There are no treasures except some scrap copper and iron. There are still two people buried in the space crack on the road. Yes." The woman surnamed Le sighed softly and said helplessly.

"There is nothing we can do about it. Those invisible space cracks are really hard to guard against. And some of the low-level spiritual birds we prepared in advance went crazy one by one as soon as they entered the inner valley, swarming everywhere without being able to control it. Comfortably. Otherwise, the fall of these two people could have been avoided. After hearing this, the Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong's face darkened slightly.

"Those spiritual birds used to explore the path don't seem to be crazy. Instead, they seem to be extremely afraid of the inner valley. That's why they are out of control. Is there something here that can specifically restrain the monsters? I borrowed one The black-winged eagle is already a fifth-level spiritual bird. It has been disobedient since entering the inner valley. It even refused to fly out of the spirit beast bag. It seems that there is something weird about the Falling Demon Valley." A woman named Le But he said thoughtfully.

"Maybe. This place is known as the most dangerous place in the south, and naturally there are some ghosts in it. However, we are not here to uncover the mystery of the Fallen Demon Valley. Instead, we are trying our best to search for some ancient treasures and elixirs for our Mulan. Come here. So we have to continue searching even if there is no spiritual bird to open the way. This opportunity is a rare opportunity that we made a deal with the top leaders of the four major forces in Tiannan. We must not waste it." The Confucian scholar's eyes flashed with coldness. Flash, said in a deep voice in disbelief.

(Although it is a little late, there is still an update!)