Asking for Immortality in Another World

"Perhaps there are spiritual treasures in the world that can regenerate the spiritual roots in a person's body the day after tomorrow, but this kind of spiritual treasure is probably rare in the world and it is difficult to force it."

Gu Changsheng shook his head and then spoke again.

However, he has never seen or even heard of the kind of spiritual creature he spoke of in so many years.

The several types of spiritual objects that Wei Liao knows about only exist in ancient times, and it is impossible to determine whether they are true or false.

What's more, this person is just an ordinary person in this deserted city?

Of course, it is not absolutely impossible to step into the cultivation of immortality without spiritual roots. He may not really know that there are no side effects, but some are considered evil magic or even forbidden magic in the world of immortality, so he still knows a little bit about it. Know something.

However, he wouldn't say it out loud.

It seems that half of this person's body has been completely integrated into the dusk and sunset, and his appearance looks very blurry and unclear under the setting sun.

After a long silence, he bowed again and said:

"In that case, I would like to thank the Immortal for clarifying my doubts."

After saying that, he walked out of the bookstore and slowly disappeared on the side of Xiancheng Avenue.

Gu Changsheng looked at this figure leaving, and his eyes made people wonder what he was thinking.

In this person, he actually saw some shadows of himself inexplicably.

After a long time, he finally came to his senses, shook his head and smiled.

If there was no Dao Fruit, he would probably look like this?

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

After taking a look at the sunset in the sky, he put the ancient book in his sleeves and stood up from the lounge chair.

It’s another fulfilling day of opening a store and selling books.

The number of people on the street outside has become sparse, and it seems unlikely that there will be any more customers coming in the future.

What is very different from most fairy cities is that this deserted city implements a curfew system. Under the cover of night, no one is allowed to wander in this fairy city.

I simply closed the door of the bookstore and ended this simple day.

Walking from the door and walking through the rows of bookshelves, you can see that books are placed on them in categories.

There are so many bookshelves that it seems impossible for a mortal to see them all.

And the "Biography of Yanhuo Zhenren" that was just read by the last mortal who walked out of the bookstore was just a book on this bookshelf.

He could see that on the entire bookshelf, there were many biographies placed densely, and the names above might be quite unfamiliar to other people, but to him, But it seems a bit familiar.

Doesn’t it look familiar?

He had met most of these people one by one, or had known them before.

Moreover, most of the books on the bookshelves in the entire bookstore were written by him himself.

Including, these personal biographies still exist in this world.

Record the life of an individual above!

It was written by the old monster who transformed himself into a god, and it only sold a few spiritual stones, which were definitely at a sky-high price.

It's a pity that most of the monks in this deserted city don't know anything about the goods.

The store has been open for half a year, but it has sold only a handful that can be counted on one hand!

A bunch of prostitutes.

. .

His days passed in this leisurely way.

In the blink of an eye, years have passed in the city.

And this kind of leisurely calm may only be for him alone.

During these years in the deserted city in the north of Frontline Town.

He hid in this city and witnessed the cruel scenes on the front line with his own eyes.

There is also the helplessness of the lower-level monks in the war between the two races.

When life is precarious, where do the quiet, leisurely and peaceful years come from? !

This is just for him alone.

Even the Jindan Yuanying monks in the city could hear news of their demise from time to time during this kind of war, let alone these? !

"Alas, Fellow Daoist Jiang, I don't know when this troubled times will end."

In a bookstore, one of Gu Changsheng's neighbors, Huang Daoyou, came to him to complain. His face was full of a feeling of surviving a disaster.

Huang Daoyou's real name is Huang Su, and his cultivation level is only in the middle stage of foundation building. He has been able to reach this level since he was a casual cultivator, which is actually not bad.

At least among the countless casual cultivators in this northern wilderness.

Of course, the fact that he has been able to practice to this point has something to do with the fact that he has a sister who is married to a descendant of a branch of the Wang family.

In this northern wilderness.

The Wang family is a well-deserved heaven!

Even the Nascent Soul Sect must obey his orders and winks.

The reason why Fellow Daoist Liu entrusted his widow to take care of him before leaving may have a lot to do with this.

Originally, relying on this kind of relationship, if Huang Daoyou worked well, he might be able to get rid of the recruitment of monks on the front line.

Unfortunately, news came not long ago that this branch of the Wang family also died on a certain frontline battlefield.

The monks of the three sects and one sect will not fall in this kind of war between the two races! !

Not to mention mere foundation building, even Nascent Soul is impossible to avoid.

It's just that compared to ordinary monks in the three realms, they have more flexibility and their survival rate is much higher.

But if you are not lucky, you will just die if you say you will fall.

After all, the barbarians don't have eyes for sword and gun skills, and it is impossible to avoid monks from three sects and one sect. In fact, compared to ordinary monks, they may encounter more targets!

Of course, some barbarian emperor bloodline relatives also receive this kind of treatment.

And Daoyou Huang, who has no supporter, will inevitably be drafted to the front line. Fortunately, seeing that his sister has already given birth to Wang Jialinggen's son, he is not that advanced.

From what he said, he was guarding a certain spiritual mine for a year.

The location was even far behind Zhenbei Huangcheng, but even so, it encountered many attacks.

After this trip, I can actually rest for a few more years.

Only after that can he be called up again!

Generally speaking, monks on the front line can get some time to rest and adjust after completing a mission.

Of course, exceptions will be made in emergencies.

However, most monks can't perform many tasks at all.

In this northern wilderness, countless monks will die every moment!

No matter how safe a mission seems, there is a high chance it will fail.

Just like the last war between the two races, the number of people who could survive until the end of the war was not even ten or ten.

Of course, ordinary monks don't know the specific data at all.

However, his vest is related to an inner sect Jindan monk in the Taoist sect, so there is no need to worry about being recruited!

In these years, the neighbors in Zhenhuang City have also changed a lot, and Daoyou Wang back then has also fallen on the front line.

However, the number of monks walking back and forth in the city has not decreased, in fact, there are even more!

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, Mr. Huang actually envies you, Fellow Daoist..."

After a few glasses of spirit wine, Daoyou Huang looked a little drunk and was talking to him. Half of him looked drunk, but he seemed to be talking to him very seriously:

"If Mr. Huang unfortunately dies on the front line, Taoist friends can take care of my widow at home for me. Taoist friends can take care of any inheritance in the family."

Gu Changsheng: "..."

Does he look like the kind of guy who misses other people's widows? !

Dirty!

"Fellow Taoist is drunk."

Gu Changsheng refused without hesitation, and spoke with a righteous air.

Just kidding, he, Gu, could even remain calm in front of a stunning beauty like his senior sister Wenqin Fairy, let alone such a mere Qi training? !

No matter how beautiful you are, in his eyes, I'm afraid it's just mediocre!

Take this as a test to become a god?

Which creature can't afford such a test? !

After seeing off the still drunk Daoist Huang, Gu Changsheng stood at the door with his hands in his sleeves and sighed.

"Prosperity is bitter, death is bitter, both prosperity and death are bitter."

That’s all.

The store is not open today!

He held a small futon and a small stool in his hands, carrying them casually, and walked slowly to the monk stall area in the city not far away.

Today, set up a stall for a day!

The stall area still looks lively.

At this time when the war between the two clans is becoming increasingly terrifying, most monks want to quickly increase their strength, but it is difficult to calm down and practice.

After all, in this northern desert city, no monk knows whether he can survive tomorrow!

Anyone who is able to calm down and practice in such an environment is, needless to say, a ruthless person.

As long as he doesn't die, he will probably achieve something.

He spread a foot of red cloth on the stall, took out a few rags from his sleeves, and put the small stool behind him under his buttocks.

The hands naturally pushed each other into the sleeves, and the buttocks were already on top of the small bench.

He raised his head slightly and glanced at the people coming and going in the stall area.

Then, without hawking, he closed his eyes and seemed to be resting his mind.

In fact, his consciousness has already spread.

His spiritual consciousness very secretly swept over the stalls in this stall area.

It's a pity that after looking at it for a long time, there was nothing worthy of making his heart move!

They are all things that are not very valuable to him, their value is not high, and they are not worth his money.

After all, he is also a dignified old monster who transforms into gods. It is outrageous and outrageous to fight for such a small leak with a monk from Yuanying Golden Pill.

Even the leaks inside his stall are bigger than this.

Yes, there is indeed something hidden in all the tattered things on his stall, waiting for the right person to come to his door.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what’s going on with the monks in Beihuang City.

Everyone's eyesight is so bad that people can't help but complain.

It was so brightly displayed on his stall, and there were people asking about it, but no one took it down!

Even when he was setting up a stall, he once saw a Nascent Soul monk hiding his identity and walking past the stall area or even his stall.

I didn't even take a second look. I'm blind. I'm really blind. Is this the Yuanying realm? !

In this world of cultivating immortals, every generation is really inferior to every generation! !

Until the sun was about to set in the western sky, no one came to take it down.

These days, if there are any leaks, you can’t even send them out.

And he calculated with his fingers that the net income from setting up the stall for one day was only a dozen spirit stones, and they were still low-grade!

It's barely enough for a stall fee.

Tsk! !

If you count on your fingers, a day's work will be in vain.

The next day, he got up early and decided to come to the stall early. He would give away this bargain today.

One day, two days, three days!

Gu Changsheng almost wanted to spit out blood.

Hey, these days, there are really bargains that can't be given away!

And this kid in the Nascent Soul Realm, he wanted to pull him over and beat him up. In the past few days, he went back and forth between the stall area and his stall several times, but he couldn't see him? !

What kind of look is this?

He still wants to pick up bargains?

He might not even be able to catch up with the hot poop! !

He was arguing with the bargain he had brought out.

This was no longer a bargain. He didn't believe that he didn't pick up the bargain, but changed his career to give away the bargain, and he still couldn't give it away.

He didn't believe it! !

But, he didn't look at his own appearance. Who would set up a stall to sell books and name it Chunqiu?

No wonder he couldn't send it out.

Who would be interested in such a thing? !

Can a person who is interested be a serious person? !

Ha, ugh!

Don't get me wrong, this Spring and Autumn Annals is not the same as the Spring and Autumn Annals, it is actually very serious.

Not only is the content serious, but it is all written by him, and it is also his interpretation of his understanding and perception of the Tao.

But.

If you don't reach that level, you can't see how awesome this thing is.

It's also difficult to understand the great principles in it!

It may be like reading a heavenly book, completely confused and bewildered.

At least you have to reach the Nascent Soul or even the God Transformation level.

Only then can you truly understand the Tao in this book! !

Moreover, in this book, almost every sheet of paper is scratched or torn, and there will be a thin thing between the layers inside, or a pill recipe, secret technique, technique, talisman, etc.!

It can be said that the value of this book.

is absolutely very high.

Even ordinary old monsters who have reached the level of God Transformation would be tempted.

If someone below the level of God Transformation could obtain it, the things hidden between the layers alone would be valuable.

After setting up the stall for half a month, he still couldn't sell the leak. From the initial one thousand spirit stones, to one hundred... Later, he gradually calmed down.

He no longer cared whether he could sell it.

In his leisurely and peaceful life, in this northern wilderness, the war was gradually getting closer and closer to Zhenhuang City.

In a blink of an eye, it has been many years since the war between the two tribes started again.

And the closer to Zhenhuang City, the more cruel the war is.

The test for this border city is also slowly coming! !

No one knows whether Zhenhuang City can hold up in the war between the two tribes.

Even Wang's God Transformation can't be sure.

Gu Changsheng hopes that this city can be preserved in the invasion of the barbarians, rather than being destroyed in the war.