longevity road trip

"Since fellow daoist recognized the details of my left arm at a glance, do you think there is a way to get rid of this hidden danger?" Zhang Shiping asked, he stretched out his left arm, and the wide sleeve slipped off, revealing the forearm. Its skin color is no different from other people's ordinary arms.

It's just that in the eyes of other Nascent Soul cultivators, this left arm is full of wood spirit energy, which is extremely eye-catching.But other people can't recognize at a glance that it is a derivative of the law of "Qing Xuan Lian Sheng" like this fellow Daoist Yu in front of him.

"That's true, but..." Yu Wenfei shook his head lightly.

"Tell me, is there any way, what does Zhang need to do?" Zhang Shiping said unhurriedly.

"I heard that there is a four-faced head under the seat of the Taoist friend. The natural supernatural powers are the most capable of dispelling evil and detoxification. It just so happens that I have a Qinyuan bee tail needle, which needs to be detoxified. If the Taoist friend is willing to help, then this group of harmless souls will be fine. It's the price." Yu Wenfei said, flipped out a ball of flesh and blood the size of a fist, and lightly tossed it into the air, dissipating the imprisoned mana.

I saw that this mass of flesh and blood was unconstrained by mana, and began to squirm restlessly. Dense bloodshots appeared on the surface, which grew from vellus hair to an inch long in an instant, and continued to grow.

In just a few breaths, these blood threads were like long hair, fluttering in the wind.

Zhang Shiping waved his hand casually, and several blood threads that were about to touch his clothes were cut off.

The bloodshot fell on the ground, still wriggling, and soon eroded a small hole in the earth and stone.

With a thought in Yu Wenfei's mind, a fireball fell and burned it to pieces, and then there was no movement. She asked with a smile, "I don't know if you have confirmed this thing?"

"It is true that there is no harm to the flesh of the beast to have this kind of vitality. It's just that the poison of the Qinyuan bee is all in its tail needle, and the magical effect of this thing is also based on this poison. Daoist friends want to get rid of it, but it's out of luck Contrary to my expectations. Fellow Daoist, why is this so? I don’t want to ask too many questions, but my four non-identical hairs are now in the process of transforming into form. It’s really not good to let it waste my energy and time. Then let's talk about it after it takes shape, I wonder if it's okay?" Zhang Shiping nodded and said, under his spiritual observation, the reason why the earth and rocks in the pit disappeared was all swallowed by those blood threads.

It is rumored that the harmless beast is a strange beast with the head of a pig and the body of a deer.Although this beast has no cultivation base, it is born with an indestructible body. It is difficult to kill it with swords and magic weapons. It can only destroy its soul with the power of spiritual thoughts.

As for the Qinyuan bee, it is also a strange beast, shaped like a bird, its tail needle is very poisonous, if it is stung, its flesh and blood will wither like rotten wood.

"The concubine will congratulate fellow Taoist priests in advance to transform into a spirit beast and be promoted to a demon lord." Yu Wenfei said.

She stretched out her hand and tapped it a few times, and a series of spiritual nets transformed with mana suddenly appeared around the growing undamaged flesh, bound the nets, and then stretched out her hand to call them back.

After another cup of tea time, startled rainbows flew in from all directions, and Yuanying from Misty Valley, Shuiyueyuan, and Xuanming Palace also arrived one after another.

It's just that when Misty Valley came, that Yi Xuedan looked at Zhang Shiping with a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on his left arm, wanting to stretch out his hand to hold it.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping turned his lower body slightly expressionlessly, walked past her, and came among the crowd.

Chapter 829

His other monks also noticed the matter between the two of them, but they all pretended not to see or hear, and no one else made a sound to be a matchmaker, Yuelao.

After all, if Zhang Shiping and Yi Xuedan really formed a Taoist couple, it would mean that Xuanyuanzong and Misty Valley would have a more entangled connection.This kind of thing is the last thing the other three parties want to see.

"Now that everyone has gathered, let's start." Du Yu said.

As soon as he finished speaking, with a thought in his mind, a foot-high white leather lantern with four corners appeared in front of him. Inside the lantern, a ray of fireworks as thick as ink was dancing, and the faint halo spread out like water waves.

It's just that the paper on the four sides of the lantern is more or less stained with blood, scarlet as red.

Luo Shan, Yu Rui, Bai Yuheng, and Ming Lin also took out a white leather lantern of the same style almost at the same time, with the blood still on it.

"Go." The five said in unison.

I saw that as the sound fell, the five white lanterns slowly gathered and floated away, and they didn't stop until they were about ten feet away from each other.

After the suspension was settled, the blood on the paper started to flow down, dripping continuously to the ground, converging into a pool of blood with a radius of several feet, which overflowed the more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators on the top of the mountain. underfoot.

Zhang Shiping allowed himself to slowly sink into the extremely thick blood pool, like falling into quicksand, but within a few breaths he was already knee-deep.

Everyone knew that such a situation would happen, and no one showed the slightest surprise.

At the same time, the five white lanterns flew towards Du Yu and the others again, and the gloomy halo suddenly increased a lot, enveloping the Nascent Soul cultivator of his own sect behind him.

After a few breaths of time, more than [-] Nascent Soul True Monarchs from the five sects all sank into the pool of blood.

After that, the blood pool quickly soaked into the underground earth and rocks, and it disappeared without a trace, and some of them recovered like this.

At this moment, Zhang Shiping felt that he was in the earth and rocks, but it seemed that he was not. The surroundings were slowly changing, gradually changing from mud color to a kind of scorched black, and the thick blood soaked in the whole body seemed to be alive. The front broke away, forming a six-foot-wide road of blood, which seemed endless.

Bu Tuanyu and the others held up the lantern, looked ahead, and did not take half a step.

Until the blood seeped down, revealing the bluestone road underneath, the road surface was extremely uneven, with potholes of all sizes everywhere, as if countless people had passed by.

After waiting for the blood to completely disappear, the five people who walked in the front took the first step.

Five other monks followed behind the person who carried the lamp, and lined up.

Zhang Shiping and others followed Du Yu, in the halo of the lantern. In this environment, although the spiritual consciousness could be urged to leave the body, it could not be taken back, and it seemed to disappear out of thin air.

He could only look around with his naked eyes, and what he saw was an extremely dark and gray color, with undulating black mountains and faint shadows of trees.

These scenes are very similar. After walking for a while, the next section is still the same. Everyone seems to be standing still.

However, the five people holding the lanterns in front did not stop and continued to walk without haste.

This walk is seven days.

During the journey, Zhang Shiping seemed to hear the turbulent and turbulent sound of running water, layer upon layer, and soon it sounded like a bell and drum, shaking his eardrums sorely. hanging by a thread.

It's just that after a certain point, these phantom sounds suddenly cracked, and there was an extremely sharp sound, like fingernails scratching the lid of a coffin, and he couldn't hear any more sounds.

At this time, everyone also came to the end of the bluestone road.

Zhang Shiping looked at a wooden bridge that appeared in front of him at some unknown time, with doubts in his eyes, this scene was similar to the underworld recorded by Buddhist monks in Ximo, Huangquan Qingshi Road, Naihe Deadwood Bridge.

It's just that everyone didn't make a sound and walked in silence.

At the front, Du Yu and Yu Rui stepped on the wooden bridge first. With the sound of creaking and the slight shaking of the wooden bridge, Zhang Shiping and others walked up it.

But after the last person walked out of the wooden bridge, everyone suddenly stepped into the air and fell down sharply.

Suddenly, Zhang Shiping had landed again, and there was a slight heat from his feet.

He looked ahead, and the place he walked was a kind of black gravel, which was constantly howling from between the cracks of the stone, and rising into the air with wisps of black air.

And because of the black air, there are hazy scenes everywhere, and the sight is only more than a hundred zhang away.

In the high altitude, the black clouds cover, there is not even a slight gap, like the earth spinning upside down.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blows from nowhere and blows past everyone.

Zhang Shiping suddenly felt that both the physical body and the Nascent Soul seemed to have fallen into a ten thousand-foot ice cave. From the top of the sky to the soles of his feet, his whole body felt frozen and trembling.

But this strange wind came and went quickly.

Under its blowing, dots of dark blue frost suddenly appeared on the gravel in the ground.

Soon, the ice surface formed by the dark blue ice spread towards the distance with the humidity visible to the naked eye, and there was no longer any black air coming out from between the cracks in the stones.

After all the remaining black air rose into the air, the entire misty land became clear for a short time.

After seeing the scene in all directions clearly, Zhang Shiping's pupils suddenly shrank a little.

In front of them, there is a large piece of ruins in the distance, and it is faintly visible that there were once a group of palaces.

Just on top of the ruins, dozens of giant pillars are inserted obliquely and obliquely, penetrating the earth and the sky.

Taking a closer look, he recognized that these giant pillars were black chains engraved with layers of divine patterns, which seemed to have the same origin as the black chain that killed Kunpeng in the Nine Birds Mystery Realm.

Soon this layer of dark blue ice melted away, and the black air from the crevices of the gravel came out again, and the world gradually became blurred, and at the same time, all traces of it were covered up.

"According to the words of our five Mahayana venerables, this place is the former underworld, also known as the land of the underworld, the place where all living beings return after death, but somehow it has become what it is today. Look at the distance Dozens of towering black giant chains on the ruins of the palace, I don’t know if these are a kind of vision of heaven and earth, or if there is a powerful person who destroyed everything. Now it’s not to say that it’s the rumored king of Hades. , not even a single ghost. I have set foot here seven times, and nothing seems to have changed in the slightest." True Monarch Luoshan, the oldest in front of him, said aloud.

At the same time, Du Yu turned his head to look at Zhang Shiping, and the two looked at each other, but did not speak aloud.

He had also borrowed the Bifang Bronze Token to enter the Nine Birds Secret Realm several times, and he had also seen the black chains running through Kunpeng's body.

Zhang Shiping was full of doubts, the god patterns on these black chains were almost exactly the same as those on the bronze chains that had been manifested by the bronze lamp in his hand.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, his face was still like Du Yu's, and he turned his head to look at Gong Yangqian behind him.

After all, this Gongyangqian also entered the secret realm once.

Chapter 830 Sen Luo

When Zhang Shiping heard what Luo Shan said again, he couldn't help but think: "Since this place is the hell in the ancient rumors, isn't the world reincarnated?"

But seeing how desolate this place is, he shook his head and remained silent for a while.

"What, but what did you think?" Du Yu asked pointedly.

"There are still hells in this world, but it seems that there are not even half a ghost here. It seems that there have been great changes in ancient times, and I don't know if reincarnation still exists today?" Zhang Shiping said calmly.

"How can there be any theory of reincarnation? Ever since the great change in ancient times, only the West Desert side still believes in it. In the end, it's just fooling the world for its own rule. But everyone is the same on this point, and no one is better than the other. Good!" Luo Shan laughed.

Hearing this, some of the monks present shook their heads, some chuckled a little, Zhang Shiping also felt this.

He used to count half of the low-grade spirit stones, but now after the Nascent Soul stage, if he does not practice in the fourth-order spirit land, he will have to consume one or even several high-grade spirit stones every day, and the difference is huge. Almost heaven and earth.

It can be said that the spiritual stones that a Nascent Soul cultivator refines just by practicing and meditating every day may be a sum that ordinary Qi refining cultivators cannot earn in a lifetime.

Not to mention that over time, the cultivation of Nascent Soul cultivator is no different than a number of days.

But where do these spiritual stones and spiritual materials come from?

Don't say anything about going out to hunt monsters, collect elixir, or explore the ancient cave.

Although there are many monsters in Canggu Ocean, big monsters above the third level are not common. Besides, the big monsters all have their own territories and are far apart from each other. Unless they are groups, they rarely get together.And if those lone big monsters, the caves they built are in extremely hidden places, which are difficult to detect with pure spiritual sense.

Therefore, even if the Nascent Soul cultivator makes a move, it may not be successful every time.Besides, these big monsters may be the descendants of the blood of the monster king. If the killing is too much, is there any reason for the other party not to counterattack with minions?

As for collecting elixir and other ways of earning cultivation materials, it is too primitive.Not to mention those miraculous medicines transformed from the aura of heaven and earth, those acquired medicines that can be grown on a large scale are the most used in the world of immortality.It may be difficult for ordinary sects or families to have suitable places to cultivate and plant them, but for the sects among the five sects that can control several secret realms, this is not a problem at all.

The Xuanyuan Sect was able to independently create the Tongxuan Secret Realm as a place for the sect to cultivate all kinds of elixir, and the other four sects are similar.

And apart from this aspect, the various elixirs that the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment monks from the outside world obtained by accident were sold to various shops at a discount in the end.Almost every one of these shops has the shadow of a big family.

Finally, go out for an excursion and explore the ancient Xiudongfu.Although sometimes a harvest can make Nascent Soul monks earn a lot of money, even for hundreds of years or a lifetime, they don't have to worry about cultivation supplies.

However, after so many years in the world of cultivating immortals, how can there still be so many ancient cave dwellings?

Speaking of which, the hundreds of Yuanying Zhenjun in Nanzhou can be said to have occupied [-] to [-]% of the resources of spiritual resources for cultivation, and the remaining layers are gradually reduced. In the hands of Qi refining monks, they are hunting monsters or planting spiritual resources. Medicine, or doing other jobs, most people can barely maintain their own practice.Once encountering those big and small bottlenecks, they often spend years or even decades on it, and it is difficult to advance to the next level of practice.

This is already an almost written rule in the world of cultivating immortals.Although every few hundred years, there will always be one or two monks with great luck who overcome all obstacles from the bottom to the top, but after reaching the Nascent Soul, they will go with the light.

And because those top immortal cultivators are all powerful and tyrannical people, their great power belongs to themselves, and they can monopolize the existence of one side.

Therefore, it has been more than [-] years since ancient times in the Nanzhou Immortal Cultivation World of Xiaohuanjie, and the overall situation is just the same, nothing earth-shaking new situation has happened.

After everyone stopped laughing, Luo Shan pointed to the sky and everyone, and said slowly:

"Besides, even in ancient times, it may not really have happened! After all, if there is reincarnation, how can the afterlife be judged as good or evil? But what kind of standard is this good and evil based on? Is it determined by God or man-made? ?”

Qingyu, the oldest monk among all the monks present, didn't raise his eyelids, and said unhurriedly: "Everyone has likes and dislikes. If people artificially make good and evil have standards and frameworks, it is the greatest evil in the world. It’s just a game of people’s hearts.”

"My brother is right, but in the theory of reincarnation, there are three good, three evil and six realms. The three good are gods, humans, and asuras, and the three evils are hell, hungry ghosts, and animals. Then what if the six realms of reincarnation are all determined by heaven?" Bai Yuheng nodded and stroked his beard, then asked back.

"Can God's will be determined? In ancient times, the Linghuan could accommodate Mahayana, but now it is difficult for Xiaohuan to survive and transform into gods. Isn't it also clear that God's will also changes. Since God's will changes with the situation, like water and wind, it is formless and indeterminate. The evil in the past, Today, it is not good, but in the past, those who did good can enter the gods, but today they can only be beasts, and what about the beasts in the past? Tell me, where can they be, and where should they be?" Qingyu said .

When everyone heard it, they all looked pensive.

Zhang Shiping pondered for a long time, but failed to get a satisfactory answer.

Qingyu looked around and laughed at herself a few times: "The old man has practiced for more than 2000 years in this life, but he has been cultivating in the middle stage of Yuanying, and he has not made any progress for hundreds of years. After much deliberation, I can't think of an answer. I can only attribute it to fate. It's just that if there is reincarnation in the world, I just hope that what I do in this life doesn't need this world or some great power to judge what is good and evil , what should be is what it should be!"

"It's only after I've known you for so long that I know what it means to be truly open-minded." True Monarch Luoshan said on the other side.

"Open-minded, it's just dying words." Qingyu shook her head, and stopped talking after she finished speaking.

"I am ashamed of myself for this. I am not as open-minded as you, Brother Qingyu. Right now, my path of cultivation is limited to a mid-term monk, but there is only one thing I will never forget. If it is in the last time, The old man can't let the sect return to Piao Miao, even if he dies, he won't be willing to rest in peace. Everyone, when that day comes, even if I commit a serious crime and get entangled in karma, I will not hesitate!" Luo Shan said with a sigh.

Upon hearing these words, the expressions of Shui Yueyuan and the true monarchs of Xuanming Palace changed.

They immediately thought that when they were on the jade platform at the top of Mingxin Peak, Luo Shan had told Xuan Yu that there was a way to destroy Nanzhou, and now he had emphasized it again, which made them feel entangled.

Seeing that the others were silent, Luo Shan said in a cold voice: "Now there are only five of us here, and there are no outsiders. You should give me a clear answer about my return to Misty Valley!"

"Everyone, what do you say?" Du Yu asked.

The voice fell, and everyone was silent, just walking forward, stepping on their feet.

"Hmph." Luo Shan snorted lightly.

Yu Rui, Du Yu, Ming Lin, and Bai Yuheng, who were walking in the forefront, glanced at each other, nodded lightly, and then said in a slow voice: "We and the five sects are naturally in the same spirit."

"Okay, I hope that's the case. Outsiders don't believe it. Du Yu, after the battle in Yuanxiao City, your Xuanyuanzong lost the most, but what about the Red Moon Tower? Do you think they have suffered any losses? No matter how nice or reasonable what others say, in the end it is only the result." Luo Shan said.

Watanabe didn't respond.They were indeed responsible for this matter. No one would have thought that among the Yaozu, there would be a Venerable Dapeng still in Xiaohuanjie!

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Time passed slowly, and after a few days, I walked all the way and came to the city that was temporarily revealed after the black air dissipated.

What caught everyone's eyes was a city wall as high as a thousand-zhang mountain, all black and blue.