Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Zhen Chanzi hadn't experienced the feeling of "sleeping" for about 10,000 years. When his body was still there, he would occasionally sleep. Although advanced monks don't need sleep to restore their energy, natural sleep can still relieve mental fatigue. After his physical body was destroyed, he also forgot the function of "sleeping".

When he woke up, he felt that he had never been so smooth in 10,000 years.

However, he soon figured out why he fell asleep. After completing the re-refining of the mathematical ring, the phantom of Zhilong Zhenren cast an unknown law on him - perhaps a very profound soul-soothing spell - and then he fell asleep. Needless to say, it must have been explained that there were some things that only the children of several families were qualified to know.

He was somewhat jealous of Wang Qi's luck. A complete set of immortal tools, and got two of them, and they were re-refined with the modern method of refining tools...

This is something that ancient method cultivators dare not even think about.

Fortunately, who can cultivate to the ancient method of Mahayana without a little adventure? Especially for cultivators like Zhen Chanzi who live in the last days of the law. He quickly calmed down and started looking for Wang Qi.

At this time, the immortal weapon had already absorbed the soul essence. Wang Qi had already worn the shoulder armor "Discrete" on his left shoulder and put the ring "Mathematics" back on the index finger of his left hand.

Zhen Chanzi saw Wang Qi holding his chin and tapping the wall unconsciously with his fingers. He knew that he was thinking and asked, "Boy, what are you thinking about now?"

"Oh, you're awake." Wang Qi pointed to his new shoulder armor and asked Zhen Chanzi, "What do you think of this image?"

Zhen Chanzi saw that he frowned. I thought he was worried that it would look weird to wear the shoulder armor on only one shoulder, so I said, "It looks okay."

Wang Qi nodded: "I think so too - brother looks so handsome in anything."

"You're so handsome even if you open a dyeing factory." Zhen Chanzi laughed angrily: "What are you worried about?"

Wang Qi said seriously: "I'm thinking about whether to celebrate like Geometry Demon Lord."

Zhen Chanzi thought Wang Qi was joking: "You... even if you really want to become a crosstalk storyteller, you have to be careful not to repeat a joke too many times..."

Unexpectedly, Wang Qi really took off his belt: "Who is kidding you, I'm serious."

Zhen Chanzi was stunned: "You... stop it! This is the inheritance of several families! You are making fun of several great sages here. Are you tired of living?"

Wang Qi's expression remained unchanged: "Well, you also know that Wanfamen The saying of "follow the predecessors" comes from the Geometry Demon Lord, who was once the leader of several families. After wearing this set of immortal weapons, you will imitate the Demon Lord and your combat power will increase-this is too reasonable!"

"How is this reasonable..."

Wang Qi waved his hand to create the phantoms of several families' immortal weapons: "Look! This set of immortal weapons! There were predecessors who comprehended this set of immortal weapons in Mount Lushan and comprehended the essence of the bursting clothes flow! Just take off your clothes and fight. Absolutely invincible!"

Zhen Chanzi was speechless: "Okay, okay. As long as you are willing to give up this face, it's up to you."

Wang Qi thought: "I understand... So this is how the eye-inserting flow came about, in order to overcome your own sense of shame and ignore other people's weird looks! Old man, you are really a genius!"

"Enough... Who would pierce his own eyes in a battle..." Zhen Chanzi felt that his spirit, which had finally recovered, became tired all of a sudden.

"A dragon cultivator who practices human cultivation..."

After joking, Wang Qi asked Zhen Chanzi: "Old man, I have something I want you to help me with." Then, he told Zhen Chanzi about his own strength and the assessment of the strength of both sides.

Zhen Chanzi asked, "Are there any other exits?"

Wang Qi shook his head, "They are all blocked by restrictions. Now the restrictions seem to have entered the final stage, and you can't enter or exit, and it will soon collapse."

Zhen Chanzi asked, "What is your goal?"

"Goal?"

"|Escape back to Shenjing, find the nearby Jinfa Xiu, or fight back?"

Wang Qi smiled, "It's rare to build a foundation, I can't not celebrate."

Zhen Chanzi asked jokingly, "How to celebrate?"

"I feel uncomfortable if I don't kill two ancient Jindan myself." Wang Qi counted on his fingers, "At least there must be the one with the Huangji Litiandao and the one with the Shendao."

Zhen Chanzi smiled, "You are a person with a small temper and a strong murderous nature."

Wang Qi sincerely asked for advice, "What should I do better?"

In terms of research, he didn't know where he had left Zhen Chanzi. But in terms of fighting and planning, ten of him are not as good as one Zhen Chanzi.

Zhen Chanzi smiled, "Go to the temple first. I think you should have overlooked something-something that can help you turn the situation around."

Gao Yunliang felt that the wound on his back had cracked again. He grinned, trying to take out the ointment from the storage bag to wipe it. This wound was caused by the soul steel claws when fighting with the guardian. The strange material can burn people just by touching it. Therefore, this wound has been unable to heal for a long time. But as soon as he unscrewed the medicine bottle, the Jindan stage witch in a black hood ran out and cursed: "You! Work faster! Hurry up!"

All crazy...

Gao Yunliang cursed in his heart. A few days ago, Master Zhai Difeng sent all the people out to find the side door, which resulted in a lot of guardians, causing heavy losses to the foundation-building disciples who came this time. If it weren't for some chores that these Jindans were unwilling to do, I'm afraid all the foundation-building cultivators would die while using their faces to explore the way.

This incident also greatly damaged Zhai Difeng's prestige among his fellow juniors.

However, the ancient law has a strict hierarchy, and Gao Yunliang did not dare to disobey Li Jijiu's order. He had to put down the medicine bottle and obey the order to go outside the cave.

There was a small group of mortals outside the cave, huddled together pitifully. In order to reduce the possibility of being discovered by the modern law, these ancient law monks did not allow them to make a fire. After eating raw food and drinking raw water for a few days, several people showed signs of illness, and some had already fallen to the ground.

But the health of these people had nothing to do with Gao Yunliang. They were just mortals. Keeping them alive was a reward for them. It was so glorious to be willing to use them as sacrifices.

Seeing Gao Yunliang come out, the mortals finally collapsed. One or two fearless people rushed over, but Gao Yunliang broke their arms and ribs. Gao Yunliang cast a few small spells to cripple a few mortals, which frightened them.

Some mortals were completely numb and obeyed Gao Yunliang's orders.

Only then did Gao Yunliang feel that his wounded heart was healed a little. He ordered these mortals to go into the cave, and he entered Li Jijiu's spiritual formation filled with red and black strange fog.

Then, a strange roar came from the spiritual formation.

Gao Yunliang felt a chill. Li Jijiu's power was evil and strange, and could turn people into inhuman monsters. And this transformation process would actually release evil power. If there were enough sacrifices, Li Jijiu's power would be endless!

It's really weird!

And because Li Jijiu's power was specifically used to break spells, he became the main force to break the formation.

Now, the barrier is already crumbling. After the last batch of sacrifices entered, the ominous black spiritual power rushed towards the barrier. Then, the barrier twisted with unprecedented force, and finally, in the expectant eyes of countless ancient practitioners, it shattered like a rag under excessive force!

"It's done!" Gao Yunliang couldn't help but cheer. The surviving ancient practitioners had a similar expression.

However, at the moment when the barrier was broken, a dignified demonic power burst out: "I have been imprisoned for a million years..." (To be continued ~^~)