longevity road trip

Rare is precious!

Therefore, Zhang Shiping had only heard the names of these two medicines before, and had never taken them once. He had to try the medicines first to determine the best time to take them.Of course, part of it was due to personal habits. After all, even if these two pills were obtained from the ancestors of the sect, he couldn't just swallow them with his eyes closed without looking at them.

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Five days later, at a height of several feet above the Yantan of Qinghuogu, a ball of red light about several meters long and wide was undulating, and a person could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged in it.

After Zhang Shiping confirmed the properties of the pill, he didn't take the Ziyan Melting Pill directly in Nanming City.He set off on the same day, spent four days without rest, flew over forty thousand miles in one breath, and returned to the long-lost Green Fire Valley.

As soon as he arrived at the Green Fire Valley, he dispersed the low-level monks in the sect who were taking fire spirit energy to brew Poguang wine in the Yantan, and then fully opened the magic circle in the valley, trying to accumulate his own magic power to perfection Only when he had no progress, did he take the two Ziyan Melting Pills in his hand, which have the magical effect of breaking through realms.

After the formation in the valley was activated, the fire aura poured out from the veins of the earth continuously. After being refined by the formation, some evil spirits were removed, and then it was inhaled by Zhang Shiping and refined into mana.

Chapter 573

Over the years, he originally felt that his cultivation had reached a bottleneck, and he was only one step away from the late stage of Jindan. Now that he has given up some chores and had more free time, he naturally needs to practice for a while, and polish his mana to perfection. Then swallow those two Ziyan Melting Pills.Of course, if you can use the majestic medicinal power of the elixir to break through the barrier in one fell swoop and become a late-stage golden elixir monk, that would be the best.

As for the aftermath that the spirit pill would damage the monk's meridians and the evil fire would be hard to get rid of, Zhang Shiping was not worried at all.This kind of injury that other monks need to rest for a year and a half, he only needs to meditate next to the bronze lamp for ten days and a half months to heal.

So far, from spring to autumn, there is only one person in the valley who has no distractions, practices day and night, and ignores foreign affairs.

Two years later, Zhang Shiping finally polished his mana, until he felt the feeling of isolation, and finally reached the bottleneck of Jindan late stage.

At this point, he didn't continue to practice, nor did he rush to swallow the elixir, but got up and moved his body, soothed his muscles and bones, and took a bath in meditation to let go of some distracting thoughts in his heart.

Three days later, Zhang Shiping took out the two Ziyan Melting Pills, swallowed them together, and continued to meditate under the light of the bronze lamp.

In this way, the days passed by!

Several months later, Zhang Shiping, whose eyes were closed tightly like a wooden sculpture made of clay, let out a deep breath. He felt the majestic and surging mana in the golden elixir, and a smile appeared on his face.

Cultivation is a matter that tests a monk's temperament extremely. It is really too difficult to achieve the state of neither sadness nor joy!There are always some things in the world that make people worry and joy, and affect people's hearts.

It's just that after breaking through to the late stage of Jindan, Zhang Shiping didn't choose to go out directly, and he continued to meditate and practice Qi to accumulate mana.

The years passed silently, and more than ten years passed in a flash.

This period of time is enough for a baby to grow into a young boy, but Zhang Shiping's appearance remains unchanged, and the wind and frost of these years have not left the slightest trace on his face.

During this period, Zheng Hengyun suddenly waited for several days outside the current valley, as if he wanted to say something to Zhang Shiping, but at that time Zhang Shiping was in a state of tranquility, his whole body was gloomy, and he didn't know anything about foreign affairs at all, so naturally he didn't say anything. respond.

Zheng Hengyun was at the end, he left a sound transmission jade talisman in the Gu Gu formation, and then turned and left.But judging by the way he left, he didn't look worried and anxious, so it wasn't a big deal.

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The first spring thunder sounded, and the rain fell to the ground.

However, there is a magic circle around the Yantan of Qinghuogu, which isolates the rain.

In the heavy rain, several silver snakes suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by the rumbling thunder rumbling between the sky and the earth.

At this time, the ball of black and red intertwined in the sky above the Yantan, the fireball with spiritual light moved a little, the black and red flames gradually faded, and a monk in blue appeared.

"Alas!" Only the monk in Tsing Yi sighed softly.

At this time, Zhang Shiping finally realized why other monks formed alchemy at the age of more than a hundred years, but after hundreds of years, until the end of their lives at the age of seven or eight hundred, they still felt the helplessness of the early or middle stage of the alchemy.

He didn't relax at all, day and night refining the aura of fire rolling in the valley, passing through Zhoutian, condensing in the dantian, and condensing in the golden elixir, every time he practiced in the past, his mana had at least a little bit of improvement, but this time also totally different.

These refined auras, like the flowers in the mirror of the moon in the water, walked around in his body and returned to the space between heaven and earth.This was the first time Zhang Shiping encountered such a situation.

In the past ten years of practice, nine out of ten have done useless work.

"Spiritual barrier!" Zhang Shiping stood up and frowned, walked down step by step from mid-air, and finally stepped on the rolling magma in the fire pool as if walking on the ground.His face was calm, but there was more or less melancholy and disappointment in his eyes.

When a monk has reached a certain level of practice, he can no longer accumulate mana through normal meditation practice, exhale spiritual energy, or often meditate for more than ten years, and his own mana cannot be increased by a single bit. This is the so-called 'spiritual barrier'.

This is a kind of feeling that a monk can't express to himself.

What Zhang Shiping remembers most is the Uncle Yun Qiyun 200 years ago, and the senior brother Huo Ming decades ago. In fact, it is not just the two of them. Almost all monks in the world of cultivating immortals will encounter the same thing.However, there are some differences among them. Some monks can't pass the hurdle of foundation establishment, some can't condense into golden core, and naturally there are some golden core real people who can't see the hope of conceiving a baby in their lifetime.

However, since there are "spiritual barriers" in the world of cultivating immortals, there are naturally ways to break them, and the most simple and direct way is to take pills and use the power of the medicines to break through forcibly.

Until not far from him, there was a buzzing sound.

When he came back to his senses, he just shook his head, calmed down his emotions, and then walked towards the shore on the rolling magma.

When passing by a black pumice stone with a radius of two to three feet, a spirit insect with a body length of nearly half a foot and covered with red scales was lying on it. It buzzed non-stop, and it sounded quite noisy.

Zhang Shiping has already noticed that the aura around him is converging towards the Phantom Locust without using divine sense perception or observation with his spiritual eyes, and this locust also followed instinct, absorbing the surrounding fire aura bit by bit.

After more than ten years of practice, this phantom locust has made further progress, and can break through to the level of a third-order great demon at any time.It's just that it's just a bug after all, and its heels and feet are too shallow. At this time, its mind is not as good as an ordinary second-order bird and beast after all.Zhang Shiping wanted to drive it, but he could only rely on the blood contract to swing it like an arm.

After walking to the shore, Zhang Shiping found a random place beside the Huotan Formation, sat down cross-legged, with a thoughtful look on his face.

In fact, it was not until the later stage of Jindan that he encountered spiritual obstacles in practice, which was something Zhang Shiping had thought about before.

He mobilized his consciousness, and swept across a thigh-thin pine tree bathed in heavy rain outside the formation, and saw that the annual rings in the tree were seventeen more than when he just retreated .

"Wait a little longer, at least wait until the Nanfa Temple is opened, and then go out to travel after all those old monsters enter. Otherwise, if you encounter an old monster like the old fire crow on Chisha Island, you will probably die." Zhang Shiping reckoned the time for his retreat, and it was less than a year before the opening of the Nanfa Temple, so he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

The phantom locust lying on the black stone seemed to feel Zhang Shiping's distress, its two tentacles dangled back and forth, its four wings vibrated and buzzed, and it looked over with some doubts.After absorbing the fire aura.But it didn't receive Zhang Shiping's order, and quickly returned to sucking up the fire aura.

Several hours later, it folded its wings and spent most of the day refining the fire aura that had been swallowed into its body before, and repeatedly swallowed the fire aura without thinking.

Chapter 574 Thunderstorm

There were bursts of spring thunder, and the heavy rain fascinated the world.

This heavy rain was the biggest that Zhang Shiping had seen in more than 200 years. It was as if the Milky Way broke its embankment and poured flood water from the sky, and it lasted for two full days.I don't know how many people in the world died because of this heavy rain. Zhang Shiping didn't know, he was not the kind of sympathetic saint, so naturally he didn't think about it.

The joys and sorrows of the world are never the same.

In these two days, one person and one worm in the Green Fire Valley seemed extraordinarily quiet, one was sitting alone for a while, and the other was resting on the air, without disturbing each other.

Until the afternoon of the third day, the rain finally gradually subsided, without the majesty of the pouring water from the sky.

Zhang Shiping opened his eyes, stretched his waist lazily, and casually brushed a strand of long hair dangling on the side of his face behind his ears.He was dressed in a green robe, or because he didn't sit upright, he looked a little loose at the moment.

However, he didn't pay attention to these, instead, with a move of his divine sense, he rolled up the sound transmission jade slips that had been continuously introduced into the formation for more than ten years.However, there are actually not many sound-transmitting jade talismans. Zhang Shiping glanced at them casually, and found that the aura of dozens of jade slips of various colors has been extremely dim, and three of them are still shining. simple.

Zhang Shiping spent a cup of tea reading the jade slips one by one in the order of the new first and the old. Except for invitations from some well-known firms in the city, most of the rest were the invitations from fellow Taoists. He has been in seclusion for many years, and he sent some greetings. Of course, these jade slips are left by Zheng Hengyun and Zhang Tianyu from his family.

It has been too long since those firms invited the jade slips to expire, so Zhang Shiping casually put them aside.However, he took out a few blank jade slips, stimulated his consciousness, and left a response in the jade slips at the same time, and then flicked his sleeves, the jade simplified into several red lights and flew out of the Green Fire Valley, and then dispersed. Come, most of them are flying towards various commercial firms, and two of them are heading towards Chongling Mountain Range.

After finishing these things, he stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, and walked slowly towards the outside of the Yantan, while urging his spiritual consciousness to take out a bottle of Amber Wine from the storage bag, and drank it alone. up.

Outside the formation, it was still raining lightly. In order to prevent his hair and clothes from getting wet, Zhang Shiping put a layer of spiritual shield around his body, so that the rain that was still pouring down was blocked and flowed down the shield .

He walked for a short distance before he reached the stone steps, walked up slowly along them, and entered the stone wall passage carved out by the mountain.

Just halfway there, the Poguang wine in his hand was also half empty.

At this time he stopped suddenly, Zhang Shiping looked up in surprise, and after more than ten breaths, his expression suddenly changed.

Immediately after his figure flashed, the person had already appeared in the sky above the Green Fire Valley, and then his consciousness swept away, and he immediately turned into a flying rainbow, and flew thousands of feet higher, above the clouds, looking into the distance.

It's just that the abnormal movement seems to be tens of thousands of miles away on the Canggu Ocean, no matter how he urges the evil-breaking magic eye, it won't help, he can only vaguely sense it along the direction of the gathering of spiritual energy.

"Nanfa Temple was opened several months earlier, what happened?" Zhang Shiping felt that the spirit energy was continuously gathering towards Cangguyang, and said something strange.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he found that there were more than ten familiar people more than twenty miles away, and they were also flying into the sky like him.

He has been in seclusion for these years, and he has just left the seclusion now, and he hasn't had time to understand what major events have happened in these years.Thinking of this, Zhang Shiping flew towards the direction where everyone was in an open and aboveboard manner.

After a short while, he saw these dozens of sect golden cores from a distance, and immediately asked through voice transmission: "Zhang has met all the fellow Taoists."

The people in the cloud had already sensed a breath flying towards them undisguisedly, but it felt a little familiar and a little strange. The people who were talking stopped immediately, cheered up one by one, and paid attention to it. Come on.

They didn't realize it until they saw Zhang Shiping flying close and revealing his figure and face.

They sensed the aura exuded by Zhang Shiping a little bit, and there was a strange look in their eyes, either jealous, dignified, or surprised.But soon, everyone put on a smiling face, and said compliments and congratulations like a response.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhang for his great progress in cultivation, the Nascent Soul is expected!"

"I met Senior Brother Zhang."

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"Zhang Daoyou, long time no see." Yan Li was also among them, and he also said with a smile.

The eight Yuanying patriarchs of the Xuanyuan Sect are superior, and there are now 130 or four Jindan elders in the inner sect. There are too many seats left.

Most of these outsiders are casual cultivators, or some small sects, ancestors and elders of the Jindan family, who listen to the instructions and don't listen to the announcement. If they don't drive them away for profit, then they will not feel at ease Do your best.

But no matter what, Xuanyuanzong said to the outside world that there are eight Nascent Soul True Monarchs, and there are four hundred Golden Core True Monarchs under their seats, with great momentum.

However, among these hundreds of Golden Core real people, most of them are at the early stage of Golden Core, and there are not many in the middle stage. Roughly, there are only more than a hundred people. As for the late Golden Core, now with Zhang Shiping, There are only 27 people in total.

Therefore, this kind of newly-promoted Jindan late-stage monk is naturally worthy of making friends with everyone, and at the worst, they cannot be hostile.

On Zhang Shiping's side, he bowed his hands again and again, laughed and complimented each other with everyone present, and after responding, he looked at Yan Li, who had the highest cultivation in the field, and asked straight to the point: "I have been in seclusion for a long time, and the news is really true. Blocked and blocked. Looking at the abnormal movement of spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, it should be the phenomenon that the last layer of Nanfa Palace is about to open, but I don’t know what happened in it?”

"Zhang Daoyou may have asked the wrong person. Yan has just left customs recently, and now he is at a loss. He really doesn't know what happened. If you want to ask, you should also ask Hai Daoyou. His Tonghai Trading Firm is located in all coastal cities and Among all the fellow Taoists present, he is the most well-informed. He was about to speak just now, but you interrupted him." Yan Li smiled wryly, shaking his head and said.Then he changed the subject and looked at a short, fat monk with pockmarked face and gray hair.

"It's my fault, everyone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Fellow Hai Daoist, don't you mind more people listening?" Zhang Shiping said calmly.

"Brother Zhang, don't say that, Hai can't bear it. Everyone understands people, I'm just a handyman, and I'm just a little well-informed. Now this vision is indeed opened by Nanfa Temple The sign, the reason why it was several months earlier, as far as I know, seems to be because of Luo Hu. The guy from the trading firm over there just sent a message, saying that there was a black fog rising in the sea area for no reason, covering the sky and the sun, and there were bursts of waves. The strange screams and howls are suspected to be the appearance of Luo Hu, who broke the door and opened the Dharma Hall in advance." Hai Dafu laughed, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said somewhat complacently.

"It's just a coincidence. It's fine if it's opened earlier, but it's none of our business anyway. If this time passes earlier, those old guys who have been dormant in the overseas islands can also leave earlier." A middle-aged monk in green robe heard After the reason, it is more hoped that this Nanfa Palace will end soon.

Chapter 575 Floating Morning Dew

"Thank you for the news, Fellow Daoist Hai. The collapse of the Ariel Secret Realm 40 years ago attracted those old guys who practiced in the three realms and the seas, and because the opening of the Dharma Palace is about to begin, those old guys are even more serious. I don’t want to leave, and I don’t know where I am meditating. I have lived in the city all these years, so I dare not take half a step.” Yan Li nodded and said, in fact, all these years he just sacrificed to refine the dragon puppet, And it just happens to polish one's own mana.

Some monks collectively refer to Nanzhou, Ximo, and Beijiang as the three realms.Of course, there is also a theory of the four realms. The fourth mirror is said to span the ancient ocean, and on the other side there is a holy place for practice called Dongtu.

When Zhang Shiping was young, he felt that Nanzhou was very big, as if he could never finish it in his lifetime, so when he read the books written by the predecessors, he was very concerned about the Western Desert, Northern Xinjiang and Eastern Land in the book. He also imagined how to get to these places, especially Dongtu, what kind of prosperous holy place for practice is that?

But now, he only needs to spend three or four years to browse all parts of Nanzhou from south to north, and from east to west.

When a person is young, he always has the arrogance to travel the whole world, but as he grows older, he gradually becomes quieter.But once the horizon is opened, that kind of curiosity is less.

Coupled with the fact that he has seen the boundless vastness of Cangguyang, he feels even more that Nanzhou, Western Desert, or Northern Xinjiang are just a drop in the ocean, and there may be somewhere bigger than the three realms. place.It's just that he is restricted by his own knowledge and cultivation, and he doesn't know it for the time being.

On the other hand, Zhang Shiping agrees with Yan Li's statement very much. Those old monsters who used to see their heads and tails, all of them seem to smell blood when it comes to the Ariel Secret Realm and Nanfa Temple Smell like a ghost, swarming over.Under such a general trend, the decades-long war between the Nanzhou Human Race and the Offshore Sea Race has finally come to an end with the consensus of the two venerables Xiao Chengwu and Ao Yu!

The other Golden Core cultivators chatted casually, and Zhang Shiping also took the opportunity to learn about some things that happened over the years.

Those not very secret things, these fellow Taoists present said very happily.It's just that in this rainy and gray cloud, it's really not a good place to talk, so Yan Li used the excuse of congratulating Zhang Shiping's promotion to the late stage of Golden Core, and everyone gathered for a while.

When they flew down from the sky, the rain just stopped.

The sky is clear after the rain, and the first rainbow is seen.

Everyone suddenly became interested, so they stopped looking for restaurants and courtyards. They simply found a good place with pine forests, bamboos and cypresses in the nearby Chongling Mountains, where they were surrounded by streams, sitting on blue stones, drinking wine, laughing and having a small gathering. After a while.

It wasn't until the sky became dark and the tired birds croaked and returned to their nests that everyone left in twos and threes.

The prosperity dissipated, and Zhang Shiping walked alone in the forest. The dead leaves on the ground were still a little damp. When he stepped on them, the water stains soaked out and wet the edges of his shoes.

It was darker in the mountains than in the city, and it didn't take long before the surroundings were full of shadows.

Zhang Shiping was not in a hurry, he still walked slowly, with a little thoughtful look on his face, thinking about the future.

Now that the spiritual barrier is in front of him, the usual meditation and refining Qi are of little use to him.

There are not many roads ahead of him, there are only two of them.

One is to know the sky and obey the fate, and stop seeing obstacles, which can be called the way of heaven.

After choosing this path, the rest of his life will be like exotic flowers, grasses and spiritual trees in the world, refining his aura, and making his insignificant contribution to this incomplete small world.If all the monks of all races in the world can do this step, incubate ideas for Xiaohuanjie and accumulate heritage, then maybe tens of thousands of years later, Xiaohuanjie might be able to become the spirit world again.

However, this kind of realm where all beings in the world and all things are one, is an impossibly slim thing.Nothing in the past, nothing in the present, and it will certainly not happen in the future.

All races are fighting each other. If everyone is like a sage, taking a step back today and shrinking by a point tomorrow, then hundreds of years later, the day when the human race's Nascent Soul and Transforming God monks will be wiped out will not be far away from the day when the clan will be wiped out.After all, the Sea Clan and the Monster Clan would never despise themselves without a strong enemy.

Of course, this level of rising to the survival of the race and the discontinuity of civilization is nothing but a whitewash.

In fact, how can the monks of the human race or other races think so much?It's just that since he has embarked on the road of practice, which monk wants to retreat halfway before the last step?

Therefore, this kind of thought only appeared in Zhang Shiping's mind, and he was decisively discarded. He resolutely chose the latter, which is the way of man.

Zhang Shiping is naturally no exception. A monk like him has finally cultivated to the current state, and if he goes one step further, he will have a lifespan of two to three thousand years. At this time, if you want him to give up, it is tantamount to making him die.

Floating in the morning dew, you also seek life from death, let alone human beings?

The so-called way of heaven damages more than enough to make up for what is lacking, but the way of man is not the case, taking what is not enough and giving more than enough.

Zhang Shiping has already felt his own spiritual barrier at the late stage of Jindan, but it is extremely rare for him, a monk with three spiritual roots, to reach this step in two hundred years with the help of this bronze lamp. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?

There are not many Jindan monks in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are even fewer who are expected to conceive babies. After all, if a monk with Tianlinggen wants to become a Nascent Soul monk, he still needs to survive the thunder disaster!