Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu didn't know what happened to the Geng tribe in the formation. In just one hour, his life was close to death several times.

Fortunately, the Geng tribe had people like Tan Zhou and Han Chongying who could distinguish right from wrong and knew the importance of things, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

And the reason why he was lucky enough to escape the big pot of death was closely related to Zi Jiu.

In fact, when Zi Jiu just stepped into the Million Jungle, a vague and ambiguous voice suddenly came from his soul. It unconsciously released its own breath and let it float around.

Although Wang Lu, the master of Zi Jiu, had some feelings, he didn't take it seriously because he lacked understanding of monsters.

To be precise, he didn't know what this meant at all.

Monsters are not like humans. There is an absolute blood suppression, like a natural chasm that cannot be crossed.

How they are born determines the level and status of their status.

However, there are fifty Heavenly Daos, forty-nine Great Derivations, and one that escapes. That "one" is the vitality that turns the impossible into the possible, and it is also change.

Although the monsters have strict and irreversible survival rules, due to the "one that escapes", there are also leaps from low to high, but such cases are very rare.

Wang Lu's Zijiu jumped out of the constraints of the rules and became an extremely rare case.

On the one hand, Zijiu's origin is very unique and powerful. It belongs to a high-level demon beast. After being hatched and received by Wang Lu by chance, it absorbed the Tongxin Jade from the Ten Great Strange Flowers and swallowed the Soul-Eating Ant, one of the Ten Great Strange Insects. It was rescued by the Ten Great Strange Flowers, Tianyilan, and swallowed the residual soul of the strange demon butterfly in the Tyrant Pagoda. It went to the Chaotian Palace of the Four Saints to obtain a mysterious fortune that even Wang Lu didn't know about. It obtained unknown treasures in the Qizheng Secret Realm by daring to die. In addition, Wang Lu's wealth and power can easily be used to nourish the vast amount of spiritual stones, spiritual milk, spiritual crystals, and concentrated milk...

A series of things have created a demon butterfly that has never appeared since ancient times, so that there is the current Zijiu.

Not to mention that it can already be compared with the Buxu Silver Butterfly, the strongest of the Ten Great Strange Insects and Butterflies, but it has also reached another high and profound realm.

It was effortless to crush the low-level species in the Million Jungles, but since it had not achieved the ninth-level Heavenly Demon, although it had a strong bloodline suppression, it still made the tenth-level Heavenly Demons feel covetous and greedy while being frightened.

However, this was only Zi Jiu's breath. If it came out of the spirit beast bag, it would become another world.

With its fierce flames, it could make the Heavenly Demon-level strongmen bow down with a finger speed far exceeding Wang Lu, so it was not impossible to gather all the monsters in the Million Jungles and sweep towards the Geng clan like a tide.

Of course, if it did so, once Zi Jiu was injured, there would be a possibility of being swallowed, which was very risky.

Therefore, Tanzhou and Han Chongying's decision was quite wise.

Wang Lu did not intend to give up. How could personal strength compare to the power of a clan.

If he looked for it slowly, he would be lucky enough to find one, and it was not the ancient spiritual material he needed.

However, in order to deal with the Geng Clan's high probability of hidden murderous intentions and evil intentions, he was not idle.

For the large formation covering hundreds of miles in front of him, Wang Lu kept staring at the rapid flow of spiritual light with his snow pupils.

After half a day, he did not find any flaws. It seems that the Geng Clan is not just a name, but also has certain capital.

Just as he was carefully observing and pondering, Wang Lu frowned, "crash", and the space rippled again.

The sky was bright.

Tan Zhou, who had gone away half a day ago, returned. He changed his previous indifference and said solemnly: "I am Tan Zhou of the Geng clan. After discussion with our clan, fellow Daoist can exchange equivalent items for 100,000-year spiritual materials. I wonder how many treasures you have prepared?"

Hearing this, Wang Lu was overjoyed and said with a smile: "As many as you can bring, the more the better. Daoist Tan, please take a look, is this feasible?"

"Swish."

A white light flashed, and Tan Zhou waved his hand, and a thumb-sized jade bottle came into his hand. He removed the seal with a little expectation, "Cui Ru", and exclaimed immediately.

His eyes showed deep surprise and great joy.

He looked up at Wang Lu and said excitedly: "Cui Ru is the essence of heaven and earth, a life-saving thing, and its value is inestimable. So, I will make the decision, one drop of Cui Ru for ten pieces, what do you think?"

"Haha, Daoyou is quick to speak, how can I disagree? Besides, you know that I am in urgent need of spiritual materials, not only did you not hide them, but you also did not raise the price, which touched me very much. In this case, please go and come back quickly, so that I can take the things and leave, so as to avoid any more waves in the middle."

Wang Lu admired the style of Tanzhou and the Geng clan. Once something is decided, it will never be dragged out, but clean and neat.

However, the premise is friendship and mutual benefit.

Hearing his words, Tanzhou was stunned and understood instantly.

The other party had long seen through the initial bad intentions of their Geng clan, and he thought he was ignorant and stupid like pigs and dogs.

It seems that he often pretends to be stupid and foolish.

It turns out that he is the self-righteous guy.

Tan Zhou didn't care at all, smiled and disappeared.