longevity road trip

"Min Daoyou, you're out of touch." Zhang Shiping didn't accept it immediately, but shied away a little.

"Brother Zhang, just accept it. This is also what Patriarch Mingxing meant. Brother Min still needs to rest for a while, so I won't bother you anymore." Jin Datong took the brocade box and put it in Zhang Shiping's hand with a smile superior.

"Master Ming Xing?" Zhang Shiping was quite surprised.

This kind of high-ranking Nascent Soul cultivator is some true emperors in the early Nascent Soul stage, and they are likely to be taken seriously by them. Zhang Shiping didn't think that his rescue of Min Caiquan would alarm him.Min Caiquan nodded, responded with a hoarse voice, bowed his hands in apology, and wanted to leave first.

Seeing him quite uncomfortable, Zhang Shiping didn't try to keep him any longer, and after saying take care, he watched Jin Datong fly away with Min Caiquan.After the two flew away, Zhang Shiping turned around. On the way, he didn't open the brocade box, but weighed it. It doesn't look big, but it weighs about seven catties, and it's obviously not a storage bag. s things.

After returning to the quiet room, Zhang Shiping looked at the brocade box, he tapped the magic power on the talisman, and the talisman floated down.

With a "click", the brocade box opened, and what caught the eye was a red spar trapped in the silk, it was only the size of a baby's fist, and a red aura within the spar was like a swimming fish, beautiful and magnificent!

Zhang Shiping put two fingers together, put it in front of his eyes, and after looking at it for a while, he gradually became surprised, and finally became serious again, "I didn't expect that Master Ming Xing was so generous, he was actually a scarlet soul! It's not big, but it's enough for me to re-sacrifice the four Qingshuang swords."

Scarlet Soul is similar to Gengjin, they are both spiritual objects for refining magic weapons, but there are still some differences between them.Gengjin can make the monk's magic weapon more indestructible, and the red soul is more suitable for the monk with the fire root because it contains the aura of Yanyang.

Looking at this scarlet soul, Zhang Shiping suppressed the excitement in his heart, he knew what Master Ming Xing of Ming Xinzong meant, and he owed nothing to each other!

Chapter 459

The sacrifice of the natal magic weapon is not a trivial matter, no matter who is a Jindan real person, he will treat his natal magic weapon with caution.

Besides, the scarlet soul itself is extremely hard, and the Golden Core True Fire cannot directly refine it, and the Black Flame he has cultivated for many years is stronger than the ordinary Golden Core True Fire, and its power is enough.However, this black flame is obviously not suitable here. If it is forcibly sacrificed, I am afraid that it will not be refined at that time, but will be melted directly, wasting this red soul spar.

Zhang Shiping still knew this, after he had seen it, he put away the brocade box with his hands.

Then Zhang Shiping sat cross-legged on the futon and began to think. After a while, his expression gradually became solemn, and he decided to set up a formation, and cooperate with Qingyang Fire Art's extremely superior sacrificial secret method, to put his own These four Qingshuang swords were refined again.

Of course, his sacrifice alone is far inferior to the green fire gourd refined by Tianfeng Zhenjun at that time. At that time, he gathered seven Jindan real people with green sun fire, and he supported the formation, day and night. It has been practiced for ten years.Zhang Shiping estimated that it would take at most half a year for him to refine this red soul into the four blue frost swords.

After making up his mind, Zhang Shiping groped among the stored treasures, and took out the jade slips that recorded Qingyang's Fire Art, and looked at them happily.He hadn't read this exercise for a long time. In order to prevent any unnecessary omissions, he started from the beginning and read it word by word.

As for the remaining piece of the Yanyun Pagoda, I used the secret method "Jing Linghua Yuanju" obtained from the bronze lamp chain earlier. It is enough to refine it with the blood of monsters and beasts, and there is no need to use different methods to sacrifice it. Refining, so as not to conflict with each other, but damage the magic weapon itself.

Reviewing the past to learn the new, Zhang Shiping spent about half an hour reading the entire Qingyang fire method word by word, and then looked at the formation materials in his storage bag, and took out the required materials.However, there are a few treasured and infrequently used spiritual objects, which he did not keep in his storage bag, so he immediately went out to the nearby Wuyuefang City to take a look around, wasting half a day, and it was hard to get them all up.

It is also fortunate that he is in Binhai City, which is a place where monks gather. It may take several years to search for him alone.Although Jindan monks have a long lifespan, they can't stand such a waste.

After hurriedly returning to the Green Bamboo Valley, Zhang Shiping had to open up another refining room with a radius of several feet near the bamboo house due to the size of the formation. After deducing the formation several times in his mind, Zhang Shiping started set up.

Five days later, Zhang Shiping made the last stroke. Seeing that the formation was exactly the same as that recorded in the classics, his tired eyes finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Shiping lightly recited the mantra, raised the protective formation in the refining room, returned to the quiet room, concentrated on meditation, and replenished the spirit and mana that had been consumed before.Refining the red soul and re-sacrificing the magic weapon is a slow process, so don't be careless!

After meditating for a long time, Zhang Shiping got up and took a bath. He tied his long hair into a bun and secured it with a jade hairpin with bamboo knots. He changed into a comfortable moon-white plain clothes, and walked towards the refining room full of energy. go.

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Three months after Zhang Shiping entered the refining room and sacrificed the flying sword, the sound of rumbling wind and thunder suddenly came from the secret place of Bilang Island far away on the Canggu Ocean.The entrance to the secret realm located on the surface of the sea suddenly expanded several times, and the sea surface was cut across in an instant, surpassing the height of thousands of feet, and the seabed was exposed. The silt on the bottom of the sea was still disappearing, as if in the blink of an eye, The sea has changed.

The bottom of Bilang Island is like a huge beast arching high. Starting from the outer edge of the island near the secret realm, cracks several feet wide began to appear, getting deeper and wider, and passing along the cracks. The earth and rocks were overturned, the mountains were slumped, and countless flowers, plants and trees fell into the surging sea water in the blink of an eye. The animals on the mountain ran and fled, and finally fell into the muddy and muddy sea water with howls. , annihilated into ashes.

But all of this was not noticed by those big monks standing high in the sky.

Nascent Soul old monsters with all kinds of auras shining around them, although some of them felt a little strange that the secret realm of Bilang Island was shattered earlier, but they didn't have time to think about it.Because when this secret realm expanded and devoured to the limit, suddenly countless earth and rocks appeared from the void.

From time to time, space cracks that were visible to the naked eye and pitch-black like ink appeared, countless blue-purple-red thunderbolts pierced the sky, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, countless waterspouts rose from the sea, and the turbulent waves set off thousands of feet high. Such a shocking change lasted for seven days, making everything on the sea thousands of miles around like a country of floods.

During this period, streamers of light continued to cut through the sky, and with the streamer going away, there were also those Nascent Soul old monsters.

But when the wind and thunder dissipated, large and small islands rose up, scattered thousands of times, like stars, but the above was a little barren, without any greenery!

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On the surface of the sea tens of thousands of miles away from Bilang Island, a group of blurred and dreamy white light flew away like a meteor, crossed the ocean, and happened to land on a small island.

And on the surface of the sea not far from the island, the spiritual energy was violent and chaotic, and the wind was strong. A huge wave higher than a hundred feet suddenly rose and slapped fiercely towards a blue light.There were bursts of hissing and whistling in the waves. Looking carefully, one of the flood dragons, which was as black as ink, was dozens of long, suddenly jumped into the sea in mid-air.

"Qinghe!" The gloomy light flashed, and the black flood dragon broke through the waves from the sea, snaking around, stepping on ink clouds under its claws, its vertical pupils glowing with cold light, staring not far away and roaring, the sound was like muffled thunder.

I saw a laugh coming from the originally empty place in the air, a long-bearded Taoist man wearing a green robe, holding a silver silk whisk, looking at the black flood dragon calmly, "You don't need to waste your time, If you want to get a treasure, you and I will see the real trick."

Ao Ji heard that the mane on his neck and two slender beards were fluttering in the wind, and the sternness in his eyes became more and more serious, and then there was an extremely seductive black light on his body , but suddenly turned his head, and the thick and powerful dragon tail swung over.But Qinghe flicked the dust whisk in his hand, turning it into a cloud of white mist, sweeping towards his left side.

One person and one flood said in a cold voice at the same time: "Get out!"

Two quick and dull voices sounded, suddenly a cloud of golden light appeared hundreds of meters away from the two of them, and there were two faint figures in the golden light, the golden light did not stop, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Chapter 460

At the ruins of Bilang Island, the location of Bilang Island can no longer be seen now, the sea water is still a bit turbid, some places are bursting with bubbles, and after bursting, there is a pungent smell coming out.Apparently, when the secret realm was shattered, the rocks in the seabed were shattered, and the lava flowed out as a result, spreading along the stone shelf on the seabed.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul and old monsters here have already left the building, just like Ao Ji Qinghe, chasing the distant aura.And here, because the remaining breath has not dissipated, and no bird or sea beast dares to approach it rashly, everything is quiet and silent.

But suddenly, a space crack several feet long appeared above the sea, and a one-legged monster covered in black scales fell from it. After a cup of tea, this strange man just emerged from the sea surface, holding a thigh with bluish-gray bone barbs in its hand, which was more than half a foot long.

The strange man grinned loudly, and gradually roared like a tiger. The waves on the sea were shaken in all directions, rushing away violently.But this person suddenly slapped his palm, and slapped his temple neatly, his neck "clicked" a few times, and he tilted to one side, at this moment he stopped laughing, and the madness in his eyes also restrained a lot .

The Muji Sanren who calmed down, looked at the broken leg in his hand, showing a little thoughtful expression, it was a kind of desire, but with a look of fear, hesitating and tangled.

It wasn't until a long time later that his eyes were bloody again, and then Muji Sanren stretched out his wrist, biting his fangs fiercely, and the dark green blood dripped from the wrist onto the broken leg. The lifeless stump suddenly swelled up when it came into contact with the blood, and hundreds of black and red granulation sprouted from the wound, like ghost claws protruding from the ground. waving.

Then he broke free from his hand, and flew towards the left leg of the wooden machine Sanren, and they overlapped and connected together in the blink of an eye.The Muji Sanren, whose body was intact, was not as happy as before. He pondered with a sullen face, and finally flew towards Baimang Mountain in Nanzhou.

It's just that he didn't know that after he left, an old man in gray clothes with a somewhat bloated figure appeared on the spot, and he didn't know where it was hiding before.

"Thank you two fellow daoists for making it happen." It slowly floated down on the surface of the sea, and it was also walking towards Nanzhou. It seemed slow, but in fact there was only a phantom left, staying in place.

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25 years later.

Somewhere in the Qianxing Sea Region, a cyan aura was flying rapidly, until it reached an island full of brown-gray strange rocks, the shimmering brilliance gradually faded away, and a spirit boat made of blue-white jade was revealed The original appearance appeared, and then a dozen people floated down from above one after another.

The leader is a middle-aged man. There is a small round black birthmark on his left cheek, but it is not ugly. , has not completely dissipated, obviously not long ago either handled a large amount of medicinal materials, or started to refine elixirs, and walking side by side was a plump figure, with a charming look between her eyes. Clothing nun.

These two people have similar cultivation bases, they are both in the early stage of Golden Core, as for the people behind them, most of them are in the foundation establishment stage, and the other two are only in the late stage of Qi training.The clothes of these people are mostly cyan and blue, and on the cuffs or storage bags of all of them, there is a pattern of the same pattern of 'medicine pot', which is the gate of the spirit pot in the South China Sea. logo.

The Spirit Pot Sect is now just an inconspicuous small sect in the South China Sea. There are no Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect, and the highest cultivation is the pair of Jindan Taoist couples.The place occupied by their sect is called Linghu Island. It is more than a thousand miles southwest of Binhai City. It is a peninsula extending from Nanzhou into the sea. It is in the shape of a drop of water. It is more than a hundred miles long, neither big nor small.

There are two main mountain ranges running from northwest to southeast on the island, one is Haotong Mountain and the other is Shuiyunling. The auras of the main peaks of the two mountain ranges gather together, which can barely be regarded as a third-level spiritual land. The open space of thirty miles or so in between is the place where the disciples of the Linghu Sect practice in the foundation building period and qi training period.As for the two of them, although they have been husband and wife for many years, they do not live together on weekdays, but are still practicing in their respective caves.Of course, there is also the reason why Lingfeng's aura is not enough to allow two Jindan real people to practice at the same time.

Putting this kind of situation in the secular world, some people will be surprised, thinking that the relationship between the husband and wife must be extremely bad, so they live apart, and the good people in the neighbors will definitely gossip behind their backs and whisper non-stop.However, it is very common among high-ranking monks in the world of cultivating immortals. After all, the two of them have lived for so long, and they are not practicing yin and yang. It doesn't have to be day and night.

After the group of people set foot on the deserted island, the nun in plain clothes pinched the magic formula in her hand and recited the formula a few times silently. Then she closed her eyes tightly, and a faint light of enlightenment flashed across her face.The middle-aged man paid [-] points of attention, observing the movement nearby to prevent some accidents from happening.

The two Jindan monks still looked like this, most of the disciples behind were extremely quiet, except for the two young men and women in the late stage of Qi training, looking left and right, constantly looking around, seeing the plain-clothed female cultivator in front put down. Come, after receiving the Fajue, he ran over quickly, and when he wanted to say something, he heard a cold snort, and immediately became honest.

Taking a closer look, these two young men and women are somewhat similar to this pair of Jindan Taoist couples.

"Okay, you two monkeys are also quieter, you are almost 20 years old, why are you still so outrageous. Be more stable, understand?" The daughter tidied up the messy collar a little.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man became even more serious, and without showing any trace, he walked sideways between the mother and daughter, and said with the same expression: "My lady, have you found anything?"

The female cultivator in plain clothes shook her head with a smile. Before the man could speak, the girl in Tsing Yi who was pushed aside by her father hurried to the other side of her mother, took her arm and said:

"That Huijiu must be here. Brother Chen and I have both seen it. At that time, it was holding several ringed sea snakes. There are no other islands near here, and it doesn't know how to make a nest in the sea. It must be there. This island. Could it be that it just went out and is not here?"

Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Zhuang that the girl was talking about were the two monks standing in front of the late stage of Foundation Establishment. He is the one with the highest cultivation besides this pair of Jindan Dao couples present.However, the unintentional mana fluctuations on this person showed that the mana in his body was not pure and solid. It seemed that he was greedy for speed in his practice, and there was still a long way to go before consummation.

Brother Zhuang, who had built the ninth floor of the foundation, heard what the younger sister said. He stroked his gray beard, nodded with a smile, and did not speak.When he and Junior Brother Chen were on the road, they had already told their master and wife everything.He knew that the master was testing the children of the school, so he didn't want to say much.

Huijiu is a kind of exotic bird. Its head is shaped like an eagle, and it stands two or three feet tall. When it grows up, it can be compared to a third-order monster. It is covered with iron feathers.The ringed sea snake is not a different species, and it is difficult to gather spirits to become a monster, but this poisonous snake is a famous poisonous thing in the South China Sea. Suppress the toxicity in a few breaths, and you will die!

Normally, this kind of exotic bird will not prey on the highly toxic poison of the spotted ringed sea snake. Only in the few months before laying eggs, the adult bird needs to eat a large amount of poison to secrete a kind of sap.Otherwise, even if the eggs are hatched, the young birds will easily die.

The most precious part of this bird is not the beak and claws, but the feathers that have been peeled off along with the skin.

From a distance, the feathers on this body look like gray with black, which is unattractive and inconspicuous, but if you look at it closely, it will become colorful and dazzling.Of course, in addition to being gorgeous, the refined Huijiu Yuyi cloak can hide the wearer's aura. As long as the two are not too different in cultivation, it is absolutely difficult for the other party to detect.

Fan Kun, who was originally refining elixir on Xiaofeng Island, heard the report from his disciples, and immediately discussed it with his wife. In the name of going back to the sect, he led the disciples to rush towards Qianxinghai without stopping. Come.

Zhuang surnamed Zhuji knew that his junior sister didn't notice Huijiu's predation of sea snakes, and couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

All of a sudden, there was a sharp hissing sound of "咴咴" in the clouds, and then a cloud of gray gas fell from the clouds.

"Huijiu!"

Fan Kun and his Taoist couple glanced at each other, then immediately raised their heads and looked in the same direction, with a gleam of joy flashing across their faces.However, the next moment, the two of them froze.

Because before the Huijiu fell down, a young monk in a blue shirt had already stepped forward and grabbed the Huijiu's ankle, looking extremely relaxed.Zhang Shiping weighed the Huijiu in his hand, and put it in the storage bag, he looked at the people below, and felt it with his spiritual sense, and there were actually two acquaintances among them.

His expression was a bit strange, because before that, the Taoist priest of the Spirit Pot Sect bid farewell to him, saying that there was some urgent matter to be dealt with in the sect, and he had to go back for a few days.Now the people and the sea have been at war for several years, Zhang Shiping has been assigned by the sect to be in charge of refining some spirit pills for the needs of Jindan Nascent Soul cultivators, and this fellow Daoist Fan from the Spirit Pot Gate is an expert in alchemy Master Ji Shen, his sudden resignation caused Zhang Shiping quite a headache, but he didn't want to see them here at this moment.

"I've seen Fellow Daoist Fan, Fellow Daoist Shen, and you." Zhang Shiping flew towards the people at the Spirit Pot Gate, landed slowly, and said with a smile.

Chapter 461

When he saw Zhang Shiping flying towards them, Fan Kun's face became cloudy. At that time, he secretly transmitted the sound to his wife beside him, and the mana in his body was already ready to be released. If Zhang Shiping made any changes, it would definitely cause trouble. Come and hit him with a thunderbolt.

Shen Rou patted her husband's arm lightly, shook her head, and gestured with her eyes to tell him to be calm.

Huijiu was killed by Zhang Shiping, so she couldn't get Huijiu's colorful feather clothes, so she was sullen.

She is still young, and under the love of her parents, senior brothers and others, her mind is still simple and not that complicated.

Fan Kun patted the back of his wife's hand, and returned to his calm expression.As for their daughter, she didn't think too much about it, with a swollen look on her face.

He strode forward, and said "Friend Zhang Daoist" loudly, and Shen Rou also walked over, and the three of them walked aside each other, chatting with each other, and there were a few laughter from time to time.

After the disciples of the Spirit Pot Sect bowed and saluted, they stood still and did not pass by, and no one eavesdropped with their spiritual sense ignorantly.

After a while, both of them left separately. From then until the end, neither of them asked the other why they came here.

Seeing the startled rainbow transformed by Zhang Shiping flying far away and disappearing beyond the scope of Fan Kun's consciousness, he just restrained the smile on his face. He turned his head and asked his wife, "Ma'am, you said that fellow Daoist Zhang is just a coincidence?" Or follow me here?"

Shen Rou shook her head without changing her expression and said: "You just think too much, this person is not the kind of casual cultivator without foundation, no matter what, he has to worry about the Zongmen family. He really did something to you, my husband and I , once the news of this matter spreads, at this moment, Xuan Yuanzong will be the first to not let him go, not to mention his death and soul, and the family behind him will be implicated, and it is impossible to exterminate the family."

Fan Kun frowned slightly, a little disagreed with his wife's words, and the idea of ​​if the news could not get out flashed in his mind, but he didn't immediately refute it.

The two have been together for so many years, how can Shen Rou not know his temper, she glanced at the corner of her eyes, and said with a few indulgent and helpless smiles:

"You, after so many years, I still don't understand enough. I don't know if you are from a family. I don't know what family monks like Zhang Shiping think, and I don't understand how important the family is in their hearts. Otherwise, there is no family in the world of cultivating the golden core. There are so many, how come few of them have become the elders of the inner sect of the Xuanyuan Sect. Rootless Duckweed Golden Core cultivators are the most difficult to restrain. Give it to them, at most it will be accepted as a guest."

"Rou'er is really smart. If you say it like this, you will understand everything. But have you forgotten? A few years ago, this fellow Daoist Zhang had chased and killed the three ghosts of Lushan Mountain, and in the end he killed them unexpectedly. Killed two of them, and captured one alive. The three ghosts of Lushan were able to make their own names, and their methods are not weak. You and my husband and wife can't beat them together. But they were all lost in the hands of the wood, and they fell into such a situation. You said How could I not be more careful? I don't care, I'm just worried about you!" Fan Kun grabbed his wife's hand and said affectionately.

"Okay, you haven't been serious all day, and the children are here." Seeing her daughter running over, Shen Rou quickly took her hand out of her husband's hand.

Fan Kun's expression froze, he coughed a few times, then turned around with his hands behind his back, and said coldly to his daughter who was running over: "Bouncing around, no one is in shape, how many times have I said it, girl?" Be dignified, don't jump up and down like a monkey, and see if I don't clean you up when you get back!"

After hearing what his father said, Fan Shan's expression suddenly drooped, while his younger brother wisely stopped behind him, turned around quietly and returned to the crowd.

Some well-informed and quick-minded disciples couldn't help sweating for themselves and sighed that they were lucky.

This can't be blamed on Fan Kun's overreaction. After all, the heart of defense is indispensable. Who knows that some people who are smiling on the surface are doing dirtier and ruthless things in private than anyone else?

As soon as the few of them arrived, Zhang Shiping followed. Anyone else would have some doubts in his heart, and then his vigilance would increase. Without such thoughts, Fan Kun died so many times, how could he be a casual cultivator? He has practiced to the present state of golden elixir, and he has also practiced a high-level alchemy technique.

The Sea of ​​Thousand Stars where they are now was named after the incident of the Jade Wave Secret Realm more than [-] years ago, but the overall practice resources are relatively barren.

High-level monks in Nanzhou usually go to deep sea areas such as the Canggu Ocean to look for opportunities, and rarely come here.

The route between Xiaofeng Island and the frontline Nanming Island happened to pass through the edge of this sea area.But the island where the group of them are located has deviated from it by about two hundred miles.

The distance of two to three hundred miles is not too far in the eyes of Jindan monks, but if they can save time, ordinary monks don't need to take so many wrong roads.

After thinking so much in an instant, Fan Kun felt extremely abnormal about Zhang Shiping's sudden arrival.

There are many foundation-building monks on Xiaofeng Island, but the Jindan monks come and go, it is nothing more than a small group, they have formed a few small circles with each other, and they are generally considered to be acquainted.

Linghumen is nominally under Xuanyuanzong, Zhang Shiping, who was born in Xuanyuanzong, Fan Kun, the elder of Linghumen, and a dozen or so Jindan real people who came together in this way, naturally go closer.

Fan Kun has already heard about what kind of person Zhang Shiping is.During the more than ten years on the island, the other Jindan real people indulged a little bit to comfort themselves, either in poetry, rituals and music, or in romance.There are only a few ascetic monks who have never done this before, and Zhang Shiping is one of them, so Fan Kun doesn't believe that Zhang Shiping will make a detour of two or three hundred miles.

Besides, over the years, the Hai Clan seemed to have gone crazy. The two clans had been deadlocked for more than ten years, and there was no sign of retreating.

Originally, according to the tacit understanding between the two clans, the so-called battle was more like a kind of military training, which lasted for three to five years. , and returned to the previous calm, which has been the case for tens of thousands of years.

But today is different from the past. The ancestors of the Yuanying ancestors of the two races have already done a few games, and there are some small tricks secretly. A trend that gets hotter and hotter.

And because of the repeated postponement of the war, people's hearts fluctuated, some people secretly harbored malicious intentions, and dirty things became more and more.

Among the Taoist friends he knew alone, one person disappeared inexplicably a few years ago, and it is not known whether he died at the mouth of a big demon or was broken into the hands of some people.Fan Kun couldn't help being more careful.

More than a hundred miles away, Zhang Shiping naturally didn't know what Fan Kun was thinking. As for why he passed by here, it was just a coincidence.