longevity road trip

As for the Phantom Locust, the Phantom Devourer, due to its own intelligence, its future outcome is almost doomed.

A zerg who only relies on instinct to break through from the Golden Core to the Nascent Soul Realm, the resources consumed in it, even if Zhang Shiping went bankrupt, he would not be able to come up with it.

Unless he exchanged the remaining payment order that he owns with the other five cases.

Presumably, whether it is Du Yu or the other four heads, they will not hesitate.Of course, apart from Nanzhou, such as the White Horse Temple in Ximo, or Beimingxuan Temple in Beijiang, the bids for this must be higher.

But this kind of thing is just a thought. Once this quota is exchanged, I am afraid that I will suffer from it.

What's more, the matter of phantom eating and conceiving a baby may not necessarily be successful, so Zhang Shiping naturally wouldn't take that risk for it.

There are very few master-servant relationships between monks and spirit beasts that can last for a long time.

However, there is not much time left before the agreed opening of the Nine Birds Secret Realm, only 270 years left. By then, all parties will join forces decades in advance to find out the location of the remaining Shang Fu Ling.

For this, Zhang Shiping is not very worried.

After all, before this, Du Yu had found out that since he went to Zhengyangzong, the Shangfu stone wall in the Yanggu had disappeared for no reason, so he was already suspicious.

It's just that under the tacit understanding between the two parties, he just pretended to be ignorant.

Jiang seemed to see that after Zhang Shiping finished speaking, he stopped talking, as if he was thinking about something, so he didn't ask any more questions.

For a while, the stone forest here was quiet again, only the sound of wind and sand was left outside the formation, which was humming.

A few days later, Jiang Ru bid farewell and set off to return to Yuanxiao City.

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The Linghu Gate is located more than a thousand miles southwest of Yuanxiao City.

This place is a peninsula extending from Nanzhou into the sea. It is in the shape of a water drop. The middle part is the widest, about eighty miles long, and the length is more than a hundred miles.

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.

A few days ago, Lu Huaichang and Xu Su had already arrived, and informed Fan Xin, the head of the Jindan sect, about the matter of Fan Guo.

However, this plump, plain-clothed female cultivator with a coquettish look between glances didn't know anything about it.

For this reason, Fan Xin immediately passed the Zongmen Formation and summoned the two Foundation Establishment disciples who were in charge of Fan Guo's affairs to come to question him, but unfortunately, both of them had gone out, and it would be difficult to return for a while.

So she had no choice but to make amends first, and then said that she would allow another seven or eight days to investigate the matter thoroughly and give Zhenjun Shiheng an explanation.

Lu Huaichang and Xu Su saw that it didn't seem like a fake, and after thinking about it, they agreed.

Seeing this, Fan Xin couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. She immediately used the Mysterious Sensation Orb to summon the two foundation-establishment monks who had gone out to return to the sect.

At the same time, he sent several other Foundation Establishment cultivators to Fan Country, more than [-] miles away, and ordered them to withdraw their troops with gold, stop foreign wars and expand the country, and thoroughly investigate the matter.

In addition, these foundation-building monks were also ordered to escort all the Linghumen disciples in Fan Guozhong back to the sect, so as to find out the truth of the matter, so as not to be framed by other monks deliberately.

At this time, in a certain sea area outside Nanming Island, two foundation cultivators used the monster lure liquid as bait to ambush and kill a sea beast.

The body of this sea beast, fish head and python, is five or six feet long, covered with crimson scales about an inch long and wide.

"Brother Hu, there is this red-scaled python here. There should be no other second-order sea beasts here. We'd better change to another place." A middle-aged monk in blue manipulated a silver-bladed knife to disassemble the sea monster. corpse, asked.

Around this person, an old man in Confucian blouse was looking around vigilantly, lest other sea beasts or monks would sneak up on him.

This old man is already a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, but his mana breath is just a breakthrough, and there is still a long way to go before consummation.

"The territory of this kind of sea beast is usually only a few tens of miles away. You should act quickly. We will change the place after the dissection is completed. More than three hundred years ago, the sea clan would trigger a wave of beasts every three to fifty years. Come to capture the island. I heard that at that time, as long as three or five foundation-building monks like you and I joined forces, we could hunt and kill seven or eight sea beasts every month, which is much better than what we have now." That old man with beautiful hair Said slowly.

"Who said it wasn't? I don't know what happened over the years. The Sea Clan didn't dare to come here anymore. Otherwise, you and I will make a lot of money. How can we be like this now? It's hard to collect them." It took more than ten days to attract this one, which is worth more than four thousand spirit stones. Excluding the demon lure liquid, formation and other expenses, plus you and I get a share, the one you get is only a thousand. More than a few spirit stones. Brother Hu, you don’t know what great things those Nascent Soul monsters have done, but it’s hard for me to wait for the Foundation Establishment cultivator.” The blue-clothed cultivator said rather depressingly.

Hundreds of years ago, Zhang Shiping hunted a sea beast, and he got about one or two thousand spirit stones in exchange.

But now the offshore sea beasts are becoming rarer and rarer, and their value has doubled accordingly.

"Junior Brother Shen said carefully, how can I and other juniors be able to talk about the matter of the true monarch? At least we didn't make a trip in vain after this trip, which is already very good, and besides this sea beast, we also came all the way to collect it. If we get a few elixir plants, we can bring them back to the sect to exchange for a few water cloud pills to increase mana, isn't that enough?" The old man said in a deep voice after hearing this.

"I made a slip of the tongue, but I just can't control this broken mouth." The monk in blue smiled apologetically.

"Okay, just remember it in the future, so that you don't accidentally offend those senior experts. In the past, the tide of sea beasts came, and although it was easy for foundation-builder monks like me to find sea beasts, I don't know how many people there were." Buried in the sea," said the old man.

During the conversation between the two, the five fingers of the blue-clothed monk were like a butterfly wearing a flower, manipulating the silver-bladed knife to separate the scales, flesh, muscles, and bones of the red-scaled fish and python, and then Packed into different containers, nothing wasted.

The old man waved his sleeve, rolled it with white light, and put half of it into the storage bag.

Just when they were about to leave for other places, the expressions of the two of them changed, and they flipped their hands, and took out a fist-sized purple Lingzhu almost at the same time.

I saw that the purple beads in the palms of both sides were suddenly full of cracks, and then exploded.

"Leader called urgently, let's go." The old man said without hesitation, he poured mana into it, and the small boat under his feet glowed with blue light, and flew towards Nanzhou at once.

The blue-clothed monk was not far behind, and the two of them galloped towards the sect regardless of other matters.

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Chapter 1004

Zhang Guo is a few miles away from Baiyuan City.

Fan Guo's [-] troops are already approaching the city.

With the assistance of several Zongmen monks, the army came all the way to attack the city and plunder the land. There is no single enemy, and now they are approaching the city.

Seeing that the country was about to be destroyed, there was no joy in the eyes of this burly middle-aged man under the mask.

Wearing an iron armor with animal heads and fish scales, he rode a big bay red horse, holding the rein with one hand, and stopped. He looked up at the [-]-year-old ancient city in front of him, feeling panic in his heart.

"Why, the country is about to be broken, isn't General Fan happy?" A monk in green clothes and a Confucian shirt riding alongside him on a white horse laughed.

Beside this person were two men in black robes who followed silently.

"Master Huang, this country cannot be broken. This move will only bring disaster to the sect. What about the other immortal masters?" Fan Shentong said in a deep voice.

As the patriarch of a branch of the Fan family in the secular world, he has heard about Zhang Guo's roots, so he also knows that these few enshrined monks made a move this time, which is a big taboo in the world of cultivating immortals behind him.

In the final analysis, the dynasty is nothing more than a tool used by the masters in the world of cultivating immortals to maintain the stability of the world.

However, as soon as this remark came out, it was blocked by the monk with magic power, and it was only passed on between the two of them, and it did not reach the six ears.

"What do you think?" Cultivator surnamed Huang looked ahead and said unhurriedly, then he waved lightly with one hand.

The two men in black robes beside them rushed out, turned their hands and threw a leaf-shaped magic weapon forward, then jumped up and flew into the air.

One of them raised his hands, billowing green smoke poured out from his sleeves, congealing around his body.

But after a cup of tea, it gathered into a dark green cloud with a diameter several miles long.

And the other person behind him reached out to wipe his waist, took out a white feather fan from the storage bag, and fanned it several times in succession, and suddenly a strong wind blew up.

The cloud moved with the wind, and the cloud turned into bursts of green smoke. Under the control of the two, it floated towards the wall of the east gate of the White Ape City in front of it. middle.

The next moment, Zhang Guo's soldiers who had already been waiting in the city felt dizzy for a while. Those with relatively advanced internal strength collapsed on the ground weakly. As for most of the soldiers who only practiced foreign martial arts, they all foamed , The whole body twitched.

At the same time, there was a loud bang from the gate of White Ape City, and two black-clothed monks jumped out amidst the flames and smoke, and rushed to the left and right as soon as they landed.

The two galloped all the way along the bank of the moat, with their hands flying, they scattered dozens of talismans, which turned into balls of khaki aura and fell into the torrential river.

I saw that in this moat that was more than ten feet wide and three or four feet deep, as the khaki aura sank to the bottom of the river, the river surged and the water surface was suddenly turbid.

In less than ten breaths of time, the earth and rocks rose to the land, and the nearly [-]-foot-long river section was filled in an instant.

"General Fan ordered to destroy the city." The monk surnamed Huang waved his hand.

Hearing this, Fan Shentong's eyes showed a look of shock and anger. Under the drumming of internal energy, the muscles of the whole body, the meridians and blood vessels burst like a horned dragon, trying to break free from the control of the monk beside him.

Until the flesh and blood burst, blood overflowed from under the armor and flowed down the horse's back, but it still didn't help, the right arm was still raised uncontrollably.

He said in a deep voice: "The generals obey the order, attack the city and destroy the country, and don't seal the sword for three days."

After finishing speaking, he swung down vigorously.

This sound, under the blessing of the mana of the monk surnamed Huang beside him, spread everywhere.

Immediately in the middle of the army, there was the sound of beating drums, accompanied by the soldiers shouting loudly, and the sound was as loud as thunder.

In a burst of loud shouts, more than [-] forwards rushed out like a tide, and the tens of thousands of troops behind them were like wolves, tigers, and leopards, roaring away like wolves, tigers, and leopards.

"General Fan, the so-called congenital master of martial arts in Nanzhou is only comparable to a monk who refines Qi. Don't do such useless actions. Emperor Zhang died at the hands of me in just a few days. Now the country is in chaos and the dragons have no leader. , and guess what those civil and military officials in the city are, how many are left now?" the monk surnamed Huang said slowly.

"This is definitely not the order of the sect. Who are you, how dare you do this?" Fan Shentong said through gritted teeth.

"Aren't I a disciple of the Spirit Pot Sect? Who could it be?" Cultivator surnamed Huang smiled.

Soon around the few people, there were only a hundred guards left, and the rest of the soldiers broke into the city.

Seeing this, Fan Shentong couldn't help showing despair in his eyes.

And the cultivator surnamed Huang looked ahead indifferently, smelling the bloody smell wafting from the air, he couldn't help showing a look of intoxication.

Not long after, he suddenly noticed something, looked up and looked into the distance, and saw more than a dozen people galloping towards them. At first, they were just small black dots, but soon they could see the outlines of human figures. .

After a while, more than a dozen foundation-building monks from the Linghu Gate looked down at the monk surnamed Huang.

The leader, a middle-aged monk with a crown-like face, saw the devastation of life in the White Ape City, and was immediately startled and furious, and said sharply:

"The head of the sect has an order to withdraw the troops immediately. Huang Yu, you and the others immediately bind your hands and go back to the sect to accept the crime."

This person's magical power is so strong that he is already close to a fake pill.And the other people around him are all in the middle or even late stage of Foundation Establishment.

The Spirit Pot Sect was originally just a small sect, apart from the Jindan Patriarch, there were no more than 80 or [-] Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Right now, these ten or so people are already a group of people with advanced cultivation bases.

"It turned out that Uncle Chu came here in person, this junior is extremely honored." Huang Yu raised his sleeves with both hands, then cupped his hands and said.

At this time, the flying sword in front of Chu Fengguang surrounded his body like a cold light, like stars flying like lightning.

A few clangs were heard, and sparks splashed everywhere, and a few gray short blades suddenly appeared, and then flew away backwards.

The other ten foundation-building monks of the Spirit Pot Gate did not stand by and watched. They each activated their magic weapons, and more than ten spiritual lights of various colors shot towards Huang Yu for a while.

However, at this time, the two black-robed monks who had broken the city before suddenly escaped from the soil. One slapped Fan Shentong with his palm, blowing him up, and the other put his hand on Huang Yu's shoulder, and dragged him in. into the soil.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared without a trace, and there was no entanglement with them at all.

The dozen or so magical artifacts of the crowd were empty.

"It's strange, these two black-robed auras are neither alive nor dead, but they don't have yin energy, so they don't look like corpse-refining ghosts." Chu Bingwen doubted.

"Brother, what should we do now." A middle-aged monk beside him asked, and three other people broke away from the team to find the short knives that fell on the ground just now. This is the only clue for now.

"Stabilize the situation in the city first, and we can't let the army massacre the city anymore, otherwise it will be difficult to have an explanation to the Zhang family. Right now, I just hope that the true king will not be angry, otherwise the sect may be in great trouble." Chu Bingwen had a headache. said.

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A few days later, Lu Huaichang, Xu Su, and Fan Xin looked at several short gray matter knives placed one by one on the stone table.

And Chu Bingwen and his party, as well as Shen and Hu who had returned from overseas, stood outside the pavilion.

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Chapter 1005 Forbidden Law

"As far as you are concerned, those two people have strange auras, between life and death, and there is no yin in them, but this is not the case with the four short blades on the table, all of them are yin and evil!" After hearing the report from Chu Bingwen and others, Lu Huaichang asked in a deep voice.

The four short blades on the stone table were exuding yin energy, as cold and sharp as knives, and the table was also covered with a thin layer of blue frost.

"Really Lu, what this junior said is absolutely not false. If there is any falsehood, this junior will be destroyed by the sky." Chu Bingwen cupped his hands in obeisance.

Hearing this, Lu Huaichang watched for a long time with scrutinizing eyes, and saw that there was nothing unusual about the other party, whether it was heartbeat, blood flow rate, pupil dilation, or other subtle body language, or the fluctuation of mana, so he turned to the other party. After glancing at Xu Su, the two nodded to each other.

Then the former waved his hand and said: "Go down, before the truth of this matter comes to light, you and everyone must not leave the spirit pot door half a step away, and you are ready to die at any time."

Out of the corner of their eyes, everyone looked at Fan Xin, the sect leader, and when they saw him nodding, they all bowed in response.

After everyone left, Fan Xin poured tea for the two of them, and said in an apologetic voice:

"Two fellow daoists, there must be something strange about this matter, but it is always because the concubine's body is not strict, which allows Xie Xiu to take advantage of the loopholes. I hope that after I go back, I will say a few words in front of Zhenjun Shiheng. The Shilinghumen will definitely give Xuanyuanzong a satisfactory explanation, and the concubine will also give Zhenjun a satisfactory answer. But I hope to allow some time for investigation."

"Fan Daoyou, rest assured, the two of us will definitely bring this word to you." Xu Su said slowly.

"The two black-robed monks that Chu Bingwen mentioned are by no means simple people. In terms of the method of earth escape, they are far superior to ordinary foundation-building monks, and their attainments may not be weaker than our Golden Cores. If you want to find out the truth about this matter, I'm afraid it will not be that easy. The four short blades, the old man will bring back to the sect first. Before that, Fan Daoyou should not act rashly, and wait for Senior Jiang to ask the deceased Heng Zhenjun for instructions. Be careful in everything. "Lu Huaichang took out the jade box, put the short blade into it, and then stretched out his hand to press it to put it away.