A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Just as Han Li and the others followed the flying squirrel in hot pursuit of the elder Zhong and his party, the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Wei Wuya and others had climbed over the huge mountain and appeared in a basin.

The basin was dark and damp, and the ground was littered with puddles of various sizes, which made the group of people who had to travel on foot feel depressed.

Although you can cast some small spells to keep out all the mud and sewage, the speed will naturally drop again and again.

But this time, neither Wang Tiangu nor Wei Wuya complained.

Because when they climbed over the top of the giant mountain before, they saw from a high position a huge thing that looked like an altar sitting there in the center of the basin.

At this moment, all those who followed the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect here immediately became energetic and put their original doubts behind them.

You must know that this is the first time they have seen such a complete building since entering the valley. No need to ask, it is definitely not an ordinary place. Most likely it has something to do with the Lingmiao Garden mentioned by the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

So the group of people moved more slowly, but everyone seemed to be calm and calm.

It's not like they didn't try to use the levitation technique to move several feet above the ground, but the only gain was that a moment later, a bloody lightning struck from the sky out of thin air, almost shattering the monk's protective magic weapon. It seems that the closer you get to the center of the basin, the more stringent the air restrictions become.

In this way, other people no longer think about opportunistic things and can only move forward slowly in a single file.

A disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect was opening a path ahead. When something like a bush blocked the way, a few fireballs passed by and he could easily open a path out.

After walking for more than half a day, the group finally approached the altar and saw the huge figure of the altar from a distance.

This altar is entirely made of white mountain stones and is in the shape of a huge trapezoid with stairs on all sides. The entire altar towers into the clouds, hundreds of feet high. It is extremely majestic. It's just that the altar is a bit far away and too high, so it's really impossible to see clearly what's on it.

"Finally we are almost there. It seems that we will be able to get there in an hour or two at most. Master Wang, Wei is now even more curious about how fellow Taoist knew about Lingmiao Garden." Although Wei Wuya He was also walking on foot, but his whole body was emitting light green light. After taking a slight step forward, he slid a few feet away silently, looking extremely relaxed.

"Brother Wei, don't worry. Wang will definitely explain the matter to fellow Taoist disciples after the incident." The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect smiled slightly and said as if he didn't care.

Wei Wuya nodded and was about to ask something more when suddenly the Ghost Spirit Sect disciple who was walking at the front suddenly had a flash of inspiration, stumbled, and then was silently divided into two parts from his shoulders to his waist. , the body fell silently.

"Space crack!" The face of the Ghost Spirit Sect's master changed drastically when he saw this scene.

When Wei Wuya and Wang Tiangu behind him saw this, their expressions also darkened.

Although they didn't know what the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was planning, they had never encountered any invisible space cracks before following the route he directed into the valley. The heart that was still a little worried has already relaxed a lot. But now, a space crack suddenly appeared, and the two of them couldn't help but feel shocked.

The remaining three Ghost Spirit Sect disciples also turned pale.

The group of people all stopped and stopped moving forward.

The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect looked at the corpse that had been chopped into pieces with a gloomy expression on his face. Wei Wuya closed his eyes, as if sensing something with his spiritual consciousness, but opened his eyes again after a moment.

"No, this space crack cannot be sensed by relying on the powerful spiritual consciousness. The existence of the crack cannot be sensed." Wei Wuya shook his head expressionlessly.

After hearing this, Wang Tiangu raised his hand, flicked his fingers, and fired five fire bombs forward.

After several "Puff" and "Puff" sounds, three of the fire bombs disappeared out of thin air in a flash, but two more flew several feet away from both sides, hit the ground and exploded, revealing Two big holes came out.

"This crack is very small. As long as it is slightly deflected, it can be bypassed." Wang Tiangu said in a slow voice.

"Although this crack is not big, who knows how many cracks will come out in the rest of the road. We don't have so many lives to add to it. And as far as I know, there should be no space cracks blocking the route we are taking. On the way. Did that person have something to hide?" The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect did not look happy, but instead whispered a few words with a hint of gloom on his face.

Hearing this, Wei Wuya's expression changed, but he didn't ask anything. Instead, Wang Tiangu looked at the rolling altar in the distance and then at the corpse lying on the ground, feeling a little puzzled.

"What does the sect master mean?"

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect frowned and looked up at the sky without answering immediately. After a while, he let out a long sigh.

"Originally I wanted to wait until we got to the altar before revealing something to you, but now it seems I can't hide it anymore. I'd better reveal something to you here." He said with a strange look on his face.

Wei Wuya and others were startled after hearing this, and looked at each other in confusion.

The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect, who was ignored by everyone, shook his sleeves and robes, a burst of silver light flashed, and a scroll suddenly appeared in his hand.

This scroll is about several feet long, shiny with silver, and looks unusually simple.

"This is..." When Wang Tiangu saw this scroll, he lost his voice in surprise.

"Hehe! It seems that you also recognize this object. You personally handed it to me. Everything about Lingmiao Garden can be obtained from this scroll." The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect glanced at Wang Tiangu and said, He said calmly.

Wang Tiangu was completely stunned when he heard this.

This scroll was obtained from the treasure trove in Mulan Grassland that day and was suspected to be the portrait scroll of Master Cang Kun.

However, the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect threw the scroll, and a ball of spirits wrapped it up, holding the scroll up low in the sky. Then he made a gesture with a solemn expression, and lightly touched the scroll with his finger.

With a "Zila" sound, the scroll quickly opened, revealing the picture inside.

The back of a Confucian scholar with a long sword on his back and looking up to the sky leaps above the scroll.

Wang Tiangu and others all opened their eyes wide and stared at the portrait in the painting for a long time, trying to find something, but they all found nothing.

But Wei Wuya also took a deep look at the painting, but as soon as his consciousness scanned the entire scroll, his expression couldn't help but move, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

"Wei Dao deserves to be a great monk in the late Yuan Ying period, and he discovered the secret so quickly. Wang was able to discover the difference in this painting scroll, but he only discovered it by chance because of a secret technique he practiced." Ghost Spirit Sect When the Lord saw Wei Wuya's expression, his heart moved and he praised him.

"It's nothing. I haven't seen a magic weapon with the properties of mustard seeds like this for many years. If my fellow Taoist hadn't warned me in advance, I wouldn't have been able to find it easily." Wei Wuya said with a strange expression.

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect smiled and asked no more questions. But immediately he raised his hand, and a black spell shot out of his hand, hitting the open scroll. At the same time, he suddenly said to the scroll with a cold snort:

"If you still don't come out, do you have to let me use magic fire to urge you out?"

Upon hearing this, everyone else was startled and felt a little inexplicable. Wei Wuya also raised his eyebrows in surprise, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As a result, an incredible scene occurred.

"Didn't we already make an appointment? You won't call me again until we get to the place we predetermined. Now in front of so many people, you wake me up. Don't you want to complete the deal?" A clear male voice said. Directly from the scroll.

Then there was a bright silver light on the screen, and the Confucian scholar who had turned his back to them suddenly turned around and faced them, revealing a strange face of a middle-aged man with three strands of long beard. But his face was cold and full of displeasure.

At this scene, not only the remaining Ghost Spirit Sect disciples became dumbfounded, but also Wang Tiangu, who had touched the scroll with his own hands, also opened his mouth with a look of horror on his face.

Only Wei Wuya was startled, but his expression quickly calmed down, but he stared at the portrait of the Confucian scholar in the scroll with a thoughtful expression.

"Hmph! You're still asking me. You have repeatedly promised that the route you gave me is absolutely safe? What's going on with this space crack? This sect has killed a disciple in vain." The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect Looking at the portrait, he asked politely.

"The route I chose back then was absolutely safe. How could something go wrong?" The Confucian scholar in the scroll retorted directly with a slight movement of his lips.

"Then take a look for yourself and see what's over there?" The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect cast a gloomy look in the direction of the space crack and said coldly.

The Confucian scholar in the portrait was stunned for a moment, but after pondering for a moment, the portrait disappeared, and the surface of the scroll scroll flashed with light, becoming a green mist, and a layer of light curtain emerged on it.

Then there was a flash of light, and a ball of green light shot out from the light curtain, turning into a blurry figure. It is exactly the person who looks like a Confucian scholar in the scroll.

At this time, the Confucian scholar's body seemed invisible, completely composed of turbid gray-white light and shadow, exuding a weak spiritual light, as if it could be blown out with one breath.

"How should I call you? Could it be that you are Master Cangkun back then? How could you keep your spirit alive and live to this day?" Wang Tiangu felt that the voice was dry, and he felt a hint of it in his words. Shock.

"My time away from the scroll is limited. If you have any questions, just ask your sect master later. I'll look at the cracks first." The Confucian scholar ignored Wang Tiangu's shock. Instead, he stared at the direction of the cracks in space and frowned slightly. Opening his mouth, a ball of gray light spurted out.

After a "bang" sound, the light ball was silently swallowed up by the space crack there. The Confucian scholar's expression suddenly became a little strange.

"Strange! There was indeed no such invisible crack here back then. It seems to be one of the rare newly formed cracks. Fellow Taoists don't need to worry too much about this. It's just a coincidence. I'll go back first." The Confucian scholar was slightly shocked at first. Then I thought about it and finally became extremely calm.

Then with a "poof" sound, his figure instantly faded and turned into a ball of green light again and flew into the scroll, as if he didn't want to linger outside any longer.