Cultivating Immortals through Double Transmigration: The Horror World Becomes My Backyard

Boom!

The reinforced concrete house was as fragile as a piece of paper under the golden handprint.

The whole building was smashed to pieces.

Large chunks of cement fell to the ground, splashing a lot of dust.

"This is the result of not using enough strength."

Lu Ming looked at the ruins in front of him and blinked.

The power of the Great Ming King's handprint was a little beyond his expectations.

This is just the beginning. If he practices to a high level, then the Tathagata Palm is probably not comparable.

The Buddha seal in his palm was lightly restrained.

Lu Ming clenched his fists and the corners of his mouth slowly rose

"Now there are enough killing methods to save lives"

"It's time to leave and go to the Jixia Academy for the assessment."

Lu Ming took a break, collected all the scattered ghosts, and then turned to leave the horror world.

Back to the guest room full of spiritual energy.

Lu Ming took a deep breath.

The almost dried up spiritual energy in his body was quickly replenished.

He opened the door, and a small paper crane fell to the ground through the crack of the door.

Lu Ming picked up the paper crane, and Zhou Fu's voice sounded on it.

"Sir, your magic weapon has been repaired."

Lu Ming smiled.

One month is just right.

He put away his things in the guest room, and then found the fat deacon in front.

Zhou Fu's face was a little pale, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

Seeing this, Lu Ming narrowed his eyes.

"The Li family came looking for us?"

Zhou Fu was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"I can't hide it from you, they did come here, but not for the murderer, but for my son.……"

Zhou Fu briefly explained what had happened in the past few days.

Lu Ming listened to the general idea.

After Zhou Fu's son disappeared, the Li family brought people to find the fat deacon and asked about his son's whereabouts.

How could Zhou Fu explain the return of his son? He just pretended that the Li family lost their own son and rushed directly to the Li family.

His strength at the first level of foundation building was not enough to match the Li family, so he was naturally injured.

If Zhou Fu was not the deacon of Jubao Pavilion, he might have been beaten to death.

"The Li family is quite cruel."

Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh.

Who says that the righteous sects must be righteous?

There are also people in the righteous path who do evil things.

This kind of thing often happens in the world of immortal cultivation, and Lu Ming is no longer surprised.

"Please follow me, sir."

Zhou Fu brought Lu Ming to the secret room.

She turned around and took out a dagger with a gloomy aura, and placed it solemnly in front of Lu Ming.

""Sir, this is your magic weapon."

Lu Ming picked up the magic weapon and looked at it carefully.

The dagger he had before was just an ordinary magic weapon without any special effects.

After he repaired it with the best Yin object, this dagger could cause damage to the soul.

"Good skills."

Lu Ming couldn't help but admire.

Now he has all the skills and magic weapons in his hands.

His strength may not be a match for ordinary fake pills.

With this confidence, it should not be a problem for him to go to Jixia Academy alone.

Lu Ming stood up and prepared to leave, but Zhou Fu spoke at this time.

"Sir, are you going to the Jixia Academy?"

"Yes, anything else?"

Lu Ming nodded slightly and looked at Zhou Fu in confusion.

Zhou Fu smiled and hurriedly explained

"I'm fine. Fuyao Sect will send people to Jixia Academy soon. If you don't mind, I can give you a ride to repay you for saving my son's life."

Fuyao Sect is going too?

Lu Ming was very surprised.

After all, Fuyao Sect is also a big sect with out-of-body masters.

With their background, they shouldn't need to go to Jixia Academy to study, right?

Since it's on the way, Lu Ming has no reason to refuse.

This is much more convenient than walking alone.

"Thank you very much."

Lu Ming bowed and thanked him.

Zhou Fu smiled.

"You don't need to thank me. You saved my son's life. It's nothing for me to do this little thing for you."

Zhou Fucong took out a token from his sleeve.

"You can take this token to Fuyao Sect. When the disciples of Fuyao Sect see the token, they will know what to do."

""Okay."

Lu Ming nodded, took the token, turned around and left.

After leaving the market, Lu Ming flew towards the Fuyao Sect.

The mountain gate of the Fuyao Sect was next to Feiyun City.

In just a blink of an eye, Lu Ming saw the mountain gate of the Fuyao Sect.

When he landed in front of the mountain gate, a disciple guarding the mountain immediately came forward.

""Who is coming?"

Lu Ming took out the token Zhou Fu had given him and handed it to the mountain guard.

The other party carefully examined it and then bowed to Lu Ming.

"Please follow me."

Lu Ming followed the mountain-guarding disciple into the mountain gate.

This was his first time entering a righteous sect.

There were pavilions and towers on the many peaks of the Fuyao Sect, and disciples often flew in the air and traveled between the peaks.

How should I put it? When Lu Ming saw these scenes, they were almost the same as what he imagined the immortal sects to be like.

The environment here is naturally better than that of the Lihun Sect.

After all, the Lihun Sect is in a hidden and shady location, and water will seep into the cave when it rains.

Not to mention arranging buildings on the top of the mountain in broad daylight.

If the enemies of the Lihun Sect find out, the mountain gate will surely be retaliated.

Lu Ming followed the mountain-guarding disciple to Yunlai Peak.

The top of this peak was flattened by a sword, forming a very wide platform.

There are many buildings on the platform. In addition to the Fuyao Sect disciples, there are also some cultivators from other sects, or casual cultivators like Lu Ming.

"Please wait here. You can move freely except that you are not allowed to leave Yunlai Peak. Tomorrow, the Yunlou of this sect will set out for Shanhe City."

The disciple guarding the mountain gave some instructions and then left.

Lu Ming walked in the market. The stall owners here were basically disciples of the Fuyao Sect, and there were also cultivators from outside who wanted to earn some spirit stones here. Lu

Ming still had more than 200 spirit stones left, which was enough for the time being.

Anyway, he would set out tomorrow, so there was no rush to exchange spirit stones.

Besides, he had nothing to sell.

Lu Ming just walked around the street and found that they were all common goods, so he immediately lost interest.

He also wanted to be like the protagonists of the novels he read in his previous life, looking for all kinds of treasures on the street stalls.

But the environment of the immortal cultivation world where he was was like this.

What should he do if he was not given a chance?

He found an inn. Stay here for the time being.

Instructing the waiter to bring some food, Lu Ming leaned against the window and looked at the monks coming and going on the street outside.

He discovered one thing, that the righteous sects and the evil sects are fundamentally different.

At least there are honest monks among the righteous sects.

As for the evil sects, it cannot be said that there are none, but more than 95% of them are selfish guys.

Lu Ming rubbed his face, and was very uncomfortable with the current environment.

During his ten years in the evil sect, he almost lived on suspicion, fearing that a fellow disciple would covet the few spirit stones in his pocket. He was also afraid that he would accidentally eat an apple handed over by a fellow disciple and die of poison.

Facing the harmonious environment in front of him, Lu Ming sighed.

"Maybe I am not suitable for the orthodox sect. If I enter the Jixia Academy, I will be suspicious of the people around me. I need to change my mindset."

Lu Ming's thoughts were surging.

He picked up the chopsticks and ate the food and wine that had just been served.

At night, Lu Ming had no intention of sleeping.

He sat on the windowsill and looked at the stars above his head.

At the same time, someone in the inn opposite happened to open the window and looked into Lu Ming's eyes.

"Daoist friend, are you also going to take the exam at Jixia Academy?" The person who opened the window was a woman, full of heroic spirit, like a female general galloping on the battlefield in the mortal world.

Lu Ming touched his chin and nodded slightly.

"Are you also worried that you might fail the assessment?"