Divine Mystical Immortality: Starting Cultivation with the Town Martial Guard

In the desert, the wind was howling, the yellow sand was flying all over the sky, and the whole world was shrouded in dim sand and dust.

Lan Zhenren of the Wanning Alliance was fighting a thrilling battle with the soul-eating insects alone in this harsh environment.

Lan Zhenren's life-long magic weapon was a spiritual silk that emitted a soft light.

The spiritual silk was like the ripples of the lake under the moonlight. The silk was embroidered with exquisite spiritual patterns. These spiritual patterns kept flashing with the infusion of spiritual power, as if telling an ancient story.

The soul-eating insects swept in like black clouds, and they made a creepy buzzing sound.

Lan Zhenren's eyes were firm, and she gently waved the spiritual silk in her hand. The spiritual silk seemed to be summoned, and it became agile in an instant, stretching and dancing in the air.

Lan Zhenren began to perform the magic formula, and her slender fingers quickly changed the hand seals.

As the magic formula was chanted, the spiritual patterns on the spiritual silk shone brightly, and soft light bands flew out from the spiritual silk. These light bands were like lively ribbons, wrapping around the soul-eating insect swarm.

The soul-eating insects entangled by the light bands struggled desperately, trying to bite off the light bands with their sharp mouthparts.

But Ling Ling's light bands contained the innate spiritual power of Master Lan, and had a powerful restraining power. Every time the soul-eating insects bit, the light bands would produce a wave of spiritual power, shaking the soul-eating insects dizzy.

However, the number of soul-eating insects was too large, and they surged up in waves.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Master Lan's forehead, and her face turned a little pale. The light bands released by Ling Ling began to become sparse, and the light gradually dimmed.

Master Lan took a deep breath, and she took an exquisite spiritual hairpin from her bun.

This spiritual hairpin was a treasure that she had carefully nurtured for many years, and it contained powerful spiritual power. She inserted the spiritual hairpin into Ling Ling without hesitation.

In an instant, Ling Ling seemed to have obtained a new source of power, and the light burst out.

The number of light bands increased suddenly, and became more tenacious. Like a surging wave, they swept towards the soul-eating insect swarm again. But despite this, facing the endless soul-eating insects, Master Lan's situation was still precarious. Her figure swayed slightly in the wind, but she still gritted her teeth and held on to the last line of defense.

Although her Ling Ling was still stubbornly releasing light bands to resist the soul-eating insects, the light was already extremely weak, and she herself was panting, and her spiritual power was almost exhausted.

At this critical moment, Master Lan's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in the distance-Fu Shaoping.

At that moment, a spark of hope ignited in her eyes.

Master Lan ran towards Fu Shaoping without hesitation. Her steps were a little staggering, but her speed was very fast, because she knew this was her last chance of survival.

"Brother Fu, Brother Fu, please help me!"

Master Lan shouted while running, with a hint of urgency and pleading in her voice.

Fu Shaoping heard the shouts, turned around, and saw Lan Zhenren in such a miserable state, and couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart. The two of them were both members of the Wanning Alliance, and they were familiar with each other. Fu Shaoping had saved Lan Zhenren once in the first level of the Demon Clan Holy Land.

After hearing Lan Zhenren's cry for help, Fu Shaoping's eyes became firm.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and shouted:

"Underworld Temple, Tianlong God, borrow your divine light to protect your body!"

In an instant, the sky changed, and a huge crack slowly opened, revealing a mysterious and powerful force.

I saw a gorgeous divine light pouring down from the crack. This divine light seemed to be formed by countless bright stars, exuding a holy and majestic atmosphere.

The divine light enveloped Fu Shaoping and Lan Zhenren, forming a solid shield.

The image of the Dragon God appeared faintly on the shield, with dragon scales gleaming with metallic luster and dragon eyes revealing endless majesty.

When the soul-eating insects touched the divine light shield, they were bounced back one after another as if they had hit a blazing flame. Those soul-eating insects that approached were even burned directly by the divine light, making a "sizzling" sound, and then turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated in the air.

Fu Shaoping took Master Lan's hand and said:

"Let's go!"

So, under the protection of the Dragon God's divine light, the two walked towards the depths of the desert. Along the way, the wind and sand were still howling, but they were safe and sound under the protection of the divine light.

As they walked, they suddenly saw several corpses of the Blood Evil Sect.

These corpses fell on the sand in all directions, and the surrounding sand was dyed dark red, obviously after a fierce battle.

One of the corpses was still holding a sword emitting a blood-red light in his hand, and there were many gaps on the blade, as if telling of the fierce battle.

The chest of another corpse was pierced, and the empty eye sockets seemed to reveal the fear before death.

Fu Shaoping frowned and said:

"It seems that the people of the Blood Evil Sect have encountered an accident here."

Master Lan also nodded. She looked at the corpses and felt a chill in her heart. She was glad that she had Fu Shaoping's help, otherwise she might have ended up like this.

Fu Shaoping slowly walked to the side of a corpse. The clothes of this corpse were soaked with blood, and the dried blood made the clothes stiff.

With a wave of his hand.

The storage bag of the corpse fell into his palm.

The divine consciousness probed into the storage bag.

The first thing he saw was a spirit bead emitting a faint blue light.

As soon as the spirit bead appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a bit. The spirit bead contained rich water-attribute spiritual power and was an excellent material for refining high-grade water elixirs.

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There is also a secret book of exercises. The cover of the secret book says "Blood Evil Shadow Technique". Fu Shaoping glanced at it a few times and found that this is a unique exercise method of the Blood Evil Sect. Although the practice method is a bit cruel, some of it Cultivation skills have unique effects on improving speed and hiding one's body.

He continued to rummage in the storage bag and found several bottles of elixirs.

One of the bottles of elixir exudes a pungent smell, and the elixir appears dark black. This is a blood evil elixir unique to the Blood Evil Sect. After taking it, it can increase the monk's attack power in a short period of time, but it will cause certain harm to the body. Damage is a relatively extreme elixir. There is also a bottle of elixir for healing, called Blood Spirit Healing Pill, which has a very good therapeutic effect on trauma.

In the corner of the storage bag, Fu Shaoping also found a magic weapon.

It was a small blood-red bell with complex runes engraved on it.

Fu Shaoping shook the bell gently, and the bell made a crisp but strange sound. He knew that this was a magic weapon with dual effects of confusing and attacking. If the bell was suddenly rang during a battle, the enemy might be confused by the sound of the bell and fall into a state of temporary unconsciousness. At the same time, the bell could also release streaks of blood-red attack wave.

Fu Shaoping put these things aside and walked towards another corpse. The storage bag of this corpse is relatively hidden, hidden in the chest of the corpse.

Fu Shaoping took a lot of effort to remove it.

He found a blood-red crystal in this storage bag.

This crystal exudes powerful spiritual power fluctuations. Fu Shaoping can feel that this is an extremely precious cultivation resource that may be used to improve the quality of the magic weapon.

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There were also some letters from the Blood Evil Sect. Fu Shaoping took a brief look at them. The letters mentioned a secret stronghold of the Blood Evil Sect in the desert. They seemed to be looking for a mysterious treasure, but the specific treasure was not explained in detail.

Fu Shaoping just glanced at it a few times.

It looks like he is putting the storage bag in his arms.

In fact, it is to throw all the treasures into the top of the spiritual mountain in the chaotic space.

At the same time, he fed the corpses of the Blood Evil Sect to Xiao Mo.

Fu Shaoping glanced at Master Lan and said, "Master Lan, this place is dangerous. It would be best for us to leave this desert as soon as possible."

Master Lan nodded in agreement. She had not yet fully recovered from the previous crisis, and her face was still a little pale.

Fu Shaoping once again summoned the divine light protection of the Dragon God of the Temple of the Underworld, and the gorgeous divine light enveloped the two of them, like an indestructible protective cover.

They walked quickly towards the edge of the desert, the yellow sand beneath their feet being lifted up by their footsteps, leaving a series of shallow footprints behind them.

In the process of rushing, although they were protected by the divine light, they still did not dare to slack off at all.

From time to time, there were some strange noises in the desert, as if there was some unknown danger peering at them from the dark. Mrs. Lan followed closely behind Fu Shaoping, her eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

As they continued to move forward, the surrounding environment began to change.

The wind and sand gradually became smaller, and a faint green began to appear on the distant horizon, which was the color of vegetation on the edge of the desert. This gave them hope, and their pace unconsciously accelerated a bit.

Finally, they stepped out of the desert border.

At that moment, a burst of fresh air hit my face, which was in sharp contrast to the dryness and heat in the desert.

Lan Zhenren took a deep breath, with a relaxed look on his face, and said:

"It finally came out, thanks to Brother Fu."

Fu Shaoping smiled slightly and said:

"Master Lan, you're welcome. You and I both belong to the Wanning Alliance, and we should take care of each other."

At this time, they stood at the junction of the desert and the outside world.

Ahead is a vibrant scene, and behind you is a desert full of danger and mystery.

Fu Shaoping and Master Lan were standing on the edge of the desert when they suddenly saw Master Gui and Master Huang staggering out of the desert.

Ghost Master's originally elegant Taoist robe was now in tatters, stained with blood and sand. His face was sallow, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and pain. Huang Zhenren was not much better. His hair was messy and there were many wounds on his body, some of which were still bleeding. Every step he took seemed extremely difficult.

Fu Shaoping hurriedly stepped forward to support Mr. Gui, while Mr. Lan supported Mr. Huang.

Ghost Master said weakly:

"The soul-eating insects and sand beasts in this desert are really powerful. We thought we could pass through smoothly with our own strength, but we didn't expect that the soul-eating insects were numerous and extremely cunning. Not long after we entered the desert, we were attacked by A group of soul-eating insects were targeting us. They came from all directions. We fought hard, but those sand beasts also appeared at this time, attacking from both sides. It was really difficult for us to resist. "

At this moment, Rong Zhenren and his six brothers, Xu Zhenren, hurriedly arrived.

When Master Rong saw the miserable situation of Master Gui and Master Huang, his face became very solemn. Xu Zhenren's six brothers also looked frightened.

Master Xu Da said eagerly:

"Elder Ghost, Master Huang, we have to find a place to heal your injuries quickly. The edge of the desert is not safe either. Who knows whether those soul-eating insects and sand beasts will chase you out."

Master Rong nodded in agreement, looked around and said:

"Let's go to the back of the hill first. It's relatively hidden there. We can set up a defensive formation first, and then heal the wounds of Elder Ghost and Master Huang."

Everyone had no objection and helped Master Ghost and Master Huang to rush to the back of the hill. Along the way, everyone was cautious and alert to the dangers in the desert.

Master Xu said as he walked:

"This desert has always been dangerous. We should have made more preparations before."

Master Tan also echoed:

"Yes, Elder Ghost and Master Huang were injured this time. It's a big loss for our alliance. We must find a way to make them recover as soon as possible."

After arriving behind the hill, Master Rong immediately commanded Master Xu and his six brothers to start setting up a defensive formation.

They took out various materials from the storage bag and placed them in specific directions. They chanted something in their mouths and kept casting spells with their hands. After a while, a light blue light curtain enveloped the area. This was the shield formed by the defensive formation.

Desert exit.

People from the Blood Evil Sect and the Xuanqing Sect continued to emerge.

The people of the Blood Evil Sect wore their iconic blood-red clothing, embroidered with strange runes, and their eyes were fierce. The people of the Xuanqing Sect wore light blue Taoist robes, which looked quite refreshing, but they were all on high alert at this time.

Fu Shaoping stood there, his eyes constantly searching the crowd, his heart full of anxiety, but his ally Mu Zhenren had not appeared yet.

Fu Shaoping couldn't help but say to Lan Zhenren beside him: "Lan Zhenren, why hasn't Mu Zhenren arrived yet? There are many dangers in this desert. Did he encounter any accidents?" Lan Zhenren frowned and comforted: "Brother Fu, don't worry. Mu Zhenren has always been very smart, maybe he was delayed by something."

However, as time went on, Fu Shaoping's worries became deeper and deeper. He remembered all the things he had experienced with Mu Zhenren before, and Mu Zhenren always gave him help and support at critical moments. In a battle with the demon monks, Master Mu cleverly used the terrain to set up an eight-diagram bewilderment array, trapping the demon monks in it, so that the people of the Wanning Alliance could escape unscathed.

Just as Fu Shaoping was thinking about it, a disciple of the Blood Evil Sect suddenly walked towards them. This disciple looked quite young, but there was arrogance in his eyes.

He stood in front of Fu Shaoping and others, looked at them contemptuously, and said, "Hey, isn't this someone from the Wanning Alliance? What, who are you waiting for? But the old man surnamed Mu?"