Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Under a rock cliff somewhere upstream.

Deer Thirty-eight, as white as snow, broke out of the water. Wind suddenly sprang up under his feet, as if he was galloping through the void. He galloped straight upwards, as fast as lightning.

on its broad back.

Zhang Jing sat quietly, his eyes full of satisfaction.

This guy really didn't lie to himself. He could not only control the water, but also run on the wind, and he was extremely fast.

The key point is that no matter how the deer thirty-eight runs, it is extremely stable on its back, without even a slight bump. It can be said that it is a natural mount.

He doesn't want to ride on the Spirit Crane at all now.

The space on the back of that thing is too small, and sitting on it rubs your buttocks, which is far less comfortable than the wide and soft back of Lu Sanba.

But if I ride on the deer thirty-eight, what will happen to the spiritual crane?

The speed of the two sides is very different. Linghe falls behind and may be lost.

etc!

Zhang Jing looked around and suddenly realized that Thirty-Eight could fit another spiritual crane on it.

Thirty-eight, can you let Linghe also- he tried to persuade.

only.

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

Where's my crane?

Zhang Jing looked at the empty stone cliff with a blank look in his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, he ordered Linghe to wait here.

But now... where's the crane?

Zhang Jing took out the dark bracelet that controlled the spirit crane from the storage bag, but suddenly found that the spiritual light on it was extremely dim.

died? !

He unconsciously looked at a pile of dark ashes not far away, and could still smell a faint smell of burning.

The faces of the dead Senior Brother Gou and the man in gray emerged subconsciously in his mind.

No more running.

The murderer must be one of these two people.

And the man in gray is most likely to take action.

How much Taoist power does Qianfa Pavilion have to pay for this? Zhang Jing sighed uncontrollably.

For a moment, I just felt that the good mood of just harvesting the elixir and mysterious treasure was gone.

Master, what kind of Taoist skills are you talking about?

Lu Sanshiba's huge head came close to Zhang Jing, his big eyes blinking, full of curiosity.

That's my life, sir.

Zhang Jing said gloomily.

He jumped up and landed lightly on Lu Sanshiba's back. He found a place and lay down comfortably.

Thirty-eight, let's go back to Langya County first.

Master, where is Langya County? Lu Sanshiba's voice was filled with confusion.

Just keep flying in this direction.

Zhang Jing weakly stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction.

I understand, sir.

With the direction in hand, Lu Thirty-Eight did not hesitate, leaped high into the sky, stepped on the strong wind and galloped away.

On the way.

It seemed to realize something, and a spiritual light suddenly rippled across its body, gently surrounding Zhang Jing who closed his eyes to rest.

...

Thirty-eight, are we flying...a little low? Can we fly higher?

Zhang Jing, who had been observing for a long time, finally couldn't help but feel doubts in his heart. He pointed to the ground less than five feet away from him and asked in a low voice.

Along the way.

He found that Deer Thirty-Eight could move very fast when riding on the wind, but the height was really hard to describe.

Wherever he passed, chickens and dogs were jumping on the ground.

Master, you can be tall if you are tall, Lu Sanshiba slapped his ears and replied sheepishly, It's just that I'm a little scared...

Are you... afraid of heights?

Zhang Jing almost thought he heard wrongly.

This is the first time he has seen a creature that is afraid of heights since he entered the world of cultivation. Especially the 'big demon' who has only half a foot in the late stage of Qi refining.

Go up, I'm here, what are you afraid of?

Zhang Jing said calmly.

Yes, sir.

After receiving the order, the deer thirty-eight had no choice but to run up into the sky tremblingly.

After a while, the scenery on the ground became as small as ants, and the surroundings were filled with clouds and mist.

He glanced secretly below.

Thirty-eight Deer felt the urge to urinate.

...

...

Langya County City, North Gate.

Ever since the Demon Rebellion occurred, there have been very few traces of mortals here.

The originally flat ground outside the city gate seemed to have been plowed over and over again by something. Deep or shallow ravines were densely crisscrossed, and the various remaining spiritual powers and demonic auras entangled and collided with each other, making it extremely chaotic.

There is only a winding path for people to pass.

On the road.

The monks who came and went seemed to have become accustomed to it. They did not look around, but just walked forward on their own.

And on the tower.

Two men in green robes were chatting leisurely.

There have been a lot fewer monks going to and from the demon battlefield these days, not just the disciples of our Taoist academy, but also the casual cultivators.

Alas~ A storm is coming. The man on the left sighed with complicated eyes.

The demon rebellion is almost over.

It's a pity that I don't know when the next opportunity to earn Taoist power will be.

The man on the right had a little regret in his voice.

There won't be a next time, let's not look at how many people died on the demon battlefield this time...

By the way, it seems that the talisman shop on Shuangfeng Street is still open. Why don't you and I work together in the past two days to find a way to get some demon pills, exchange them for talismans, and finally make a fortune?

There may not be such a good thing in the future.

It's extremely~

While the two were talking.

Tread——

Is there any trace of demons at the north gate today?

Along with the sound of heavy footsteps, a rough voice suddenly sounded.

Senior brother, there is none today.

The moment they heard the sound, the two of them straightened their bodies and replied seriously.

Very good. If anything happens, let me know in time.

Understood, senior brother.

In situ.

Until the footsteps disappeared again.

The man on the left just wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and complained in shock:

Senior Brother Luo scares people to death every time he appears.

He too, why are you so careful? Except at the beginning, which demon without eyes would dare to attack Langya County where a group of cultivators gathered?

Eh——, do you think so or not?

To the surprise of the man on the left, his companion refused to answer.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look.

I saw the other party pointing forward tremblingly, his throat rolling, his face full of horror, and he said in horror:

It seems...that a monster really dares!

Hear these words.

The expression of the man on the left was stagnant, then he slowly turned around and looked in the direction pointed by the other person.

A huge white deer suddenly appeared, galloping down from the sky and approaching quickly.

Although the distance is still far.

But he could already faintly feel the powerful aura wrapped around the other party.

Go and call Senior Brother Luo! he said tremblingly.

The words just fell.

Suddenly a burly figure appeared next to the man.

No need to shout, I'm here.

And at this moment.

The city gate below the three of them.

The numerous monks who also discovered that the demon was attacking were already in chaos.

...

Senior Brother Luo stared straight at the galloping demon deer, the magic weapon sledgehammer in his hand trembling slightly.

The aura is extremely close to that of a demon at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the one who comes here is evil!

You two leave here first, and don't forget to let the city gate

He instructed the two people around him with a solemn expression, but his eyes never moved away.

Yes, senior brother.

Understood, senior brother.

As the demon deer got closer and closer, the sense of crisis in Senior Brother Luo's heart became stronger and stronger.

He took a deep breath.

The spiritual power in Dantian began to stir, quietly preparing for a fatal blow.

Not long after.

The demon deer fell to the ground like a meteor, raising dust all over the sky.

Chance!

Senior Brother Luo's eyes lit up.

He immediately poured all his spiritual power into the sledgehammer.

Then throw it out using a secret method.

Qi machine locked! There is no way to avoid it!

The sledgehammer broke away from his hand and turned into a golden brilliance in an instant. With the force of thunder, it hit the demon deer where it landed.

I swear to smash it into minced meat!

Feeling the power of this blow, Senior Brother Luo unconsciously showed a relaxed smile on his face.

next moment.

Boom - a loud noise suddenly occurred.

An extremely obvious shock wave swept away all the raised dust, exposing the scene inside.

...

There was a sudden silence above and below the city gate.

The smile on Senior Brother Luo's face slowly solidified.

I saw layers of ice-blue light blocking the demon deer, with cracks all over it.

The sledgehammer, which he had devoted all his spiritual power to, was lying quietly on the ground at this moment, his spiritual light dim.

blocked? How can it be!