Above the Immortal Cultivation

After Wang Lu took the unknown elixir of earthy yellow color, he began to meditate and practice to recover.

A very light yellow smoke emerged from Wang Lu's body, but it did not overflow. Instead, it wrapped Wang Lu up. As the yellow smoke continued to emerge, Wang Lu became a yellow human cocoon after a while.

If there were an alchemy master here at this time, he would be shocked to see this scene. The elixir that produced this scene was the Xuanhuang Tiandi Dan, whose recipe had been lost for millions of years.

The level of Xuanhuang Tiandi Dan is much higher than that of Qinglong Huanling Dan. This elixir gathers the essence of heaven and earth, and is refined in the interaction of yin and yang and the chaos of all things. It is a holy medicine for treating the damaged foundation of cultivators.

Xuanhuang Tiandi Dan is also the supreme elixir that all alchemists pursue throughout their lives. It is said that only by refining this elixir can one embark on the road of Daodan. So after the elixir recipe was lost, Qinglong Huanling Dan was imitated and refined based on some sporadic records of this elixir.

Time passed slowly, and two months passed in a blink of an eye.

"Hahahaha"

A long laugh echoed in the heart of the tower, with a fanatical joy in the long laugh, and Wang Lu's injuries were completely healed.

Whether it was his soul, sea of ​​consciousness, internal organs or various parts of his body, they were all intact.

However, although his injuries had recovered, his magic power was still less than 30%. Originally, he relied on meditation to recover to consolidate his foundation, but with the monkey wine, as long as he swallowed some five hundred years of monkey wine, and then meditated to recover for a few days, his magic power could be perfect again.

After waking up from a serious injury, he didn't want to try to drink the thousand-year monkey wine. He understood that his body was like a room with ventilation on all sides. No matter how many elixirs he swallowed, they would be lost in vain.

He also tried to drink a small sip of the thousand-year monkey wine. As he expected, his spiritual power suddenly surged like a rainstorm. He immediately used his power to transform it into magic power, but those magic powers could not be retained at all, and they all flowed away from every tiny pore in his body.

Three days later, Wang Lu stood at the stairs. There were still more than two months before he could break through the fifth floor. He was now full of confidence in himself, and he had finally recovered to his peak state.

After the duel with Fang Tian and his resurrection from the dead, he understood the true meaning of the saying "there are always people who are better than you".

Fang Tian was just one of many talented disciples, and he almost made him capsize in the gutter.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are countless people who are more powerful than Fang Tian.

It is said that the core disciples of some major sects in Zhongzhou have the strength to compete with ordinary Yuanying stage masters as soon as they enter the Jindan stage. They are the true pride of heaven and terrifying existence.

Moreover, the disciples trained by the top masters like the Ten Great Spiritual Lords are also amazing, but they are more low-key; many descendants of ancient immortal cultivation families often make a thunderbolt out of the plain and make a big splash.

Compared with those people mentioned above, the little achievements I have made are simply unbearable and insignificant. I can no longer have the slightest pride. I must walk on thin ice and face the abyss in order to go further in the turbulent and unpredictable world of cultivation.

Wang Lu shook his head, and a determined look appeared on his face. This time Fang Tian’s lesson and impact on him were too profound. He must take it as a warning and keep it in mind at all times.

Such a great opportunity as the Silver Palace will not come to him again and again. Although he can’t figure out the reason, he has to thank this extremely mysterious palace. Without it, he should have become a cold corpse.

Now, he has been resurrected from the dead and reborn from the fire. No matter how many difficulties and dangers there are in the future, he must survive, transcend the way of heaven, and achieve eternity.

He looked at the three-foot circular staircase in front of him that extended to the second floor of the treasure temple, and a light bulb suddenly appeared in his mind: "So that's it!"

He lifted his foot and shook it, and the whole ground shook slightly.

It worked!

Wang Lu once again stepped down hard without sparing his magic power. After half a meal, he finally sensed the source of the vibration. He jumped up and came to the source of the vibration and stepped down at this place.

Sure enough, the vibration of the whole ground was slightly stronger.

Immediately, he summoned the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade, and the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade fiercely chopped and stabbed the ground under his feet.

"Ping Ping Pong Pong" "Shua Shu Shu Shu"

A string of sparks kept coming out of the ground. With the sharpness of the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade, there was not even a scratch on the ground. Wang Lu was surprised and more expectant.

Three days later, the ground finally had a scratch for the first time under the continuous cutting of the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade. Wang Lu did not stop attacking. After five days, the ground was cut into a deep square. The four blades kept cutting on the four sides, while the other three blades chopped fiercely at the ground in the middle of the square.

Eight days later, the four blades finally cut into a piece of air along the four sides. Wang Lu knew that the great work was about to be completed.

He retracted the four blades and bombarded the ground with the other three blades. Countless fire crackled and flickered, as if the ground was blooming one after another with fireworks, which was very gorgeous.

Wang Lu squinted his eyes, and his consciousness accurately controlled the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade. The mana flowed to the seven blades without stopping for even a moment.

"Crack"

On the tenth day, a crisp sound echoed in the first floor of the treasure temple, and the square ground broke into pieces.

A yellow-glowing underground palace with four sides of ten feet long, similar to a cellar, finally appeared.

"Hey"

Wang Lu took back the six-star arched moon blade that had not stopped for ten days with some distress, and secretly apologized to it in his heart.

Sure enough, the appearance of the underground palace was exactly the same as Wang Lu's guess. Every tower in the secular world is composed of an underground palace, a tower base, a tower body, a tower top and a tower finial. Although the immortal cultivation world is different from the secular immortals, the immortal cultivators are also people who cultivate the Tao, so the treasure temples built by the immortal cultivators are basically copied from the general thinking of ordinary people.

Wang Lu chuckled and didn't care whether there was any danger in the underground palace. He jumped into the underground palace. He knew that if there was a terrifying existence, the danger would have appeared in the entire ten days when he broke into the underground palace.

Wang Lu came to this khaki underground palace. The underground palace was ten feet deep, exactly the same as the side length. A khaki coffin that was seven feet long, four feet wide, and three feet high and rounded was parked in the center of the underground palace.

Wang Lu looked at the coffin made of unknown spiritual materials. He walked around it three times before stopping. He didn't know if there was any dangerous and unknown thing in the coffin, so he hesitated whether to break the ban and open it.

After three breaths, a sense of terror suddenly entered his heart without any sign. He must leave here as soon as possible, otherwise, something bad will happen.

"Hah"

Wang Lu made a decision. He raised his hand, as if countless hands lifted the coffin together. However, the object did not move at all. It seemed impossible to take the coffin away as a whole.

Then, he waved his hands continuously, and five five-color formation flags broke through the air and floated around the coffin.

"Open"

In an instant, the five formation flags burst into a five-color light and rushed towards the coffin. The five-color light was like five extremely thin blades, constantly looking for the gap in the coffin.

Wang Lu continued to cast spells and inject mana into the formation flag. The coffin, which was originally tightly closed, had a tiny crack under the search of the five-color light. Seeing this, the five lights were like sharks that smelled blood and kept squeezing into the crack.

Ten breaths later, the coffin lid finally rose slowly under the joint force of the five lights.

At the same time, the yellow light in the coffin suddenly bloomed fiercely and dazzlingly. A strong and dazzling yellow light poured into Wang Lu's eyes. Wang Lu opened his eyes and was about to go blind. There was a dark scene in front of him.

However, he was not affected by the yellow light. He used all his strength to perform his body skills and came to the side of the coffin. With the help of his mana, he took out an object from it in a flash, and soared into the sky in the blink of an eye, and returned to the ground dangerously.

"Clang"

Just as he returned to the ground, the underground palace disappeared, and the ground was intact.

"Alas"

It's a pity for the five five-color formation-breaking flags that Xiaoyaozi gave him before leaving.