Mortal's journey to immortality

After not seeing each other for two years, Li Yu, who was in the early stage of Qi training, came to the middle stage of Qi training. Looking at Li Yu who was so diligent, he couldn't help but sigh: Cultivation is not easy, everyone has their own persistence and dreams.

Maybe Li Yu's dream is to let his mother and sister stay away from the bloody city, go to the secular world, and live a peaceful and stable life.

The Bloody Battle City did not originally exist. It was built over hundreds of thousands of years by the entire Western Desert monks, especially the sects in the southern part of the Western Desert, who fought bloody battles with the demon clan.

In front of the Bloody Battle City is the boundless sea, and behind it there are millions of miles of uninhabited people. It is basically some wilderness land or a place with barren mountains and dangerous waters. However, once you cross these barren lands, gradually there will be Plains, hills, mountains, and lakes appeared, and the population became denser along with the fertile land.

Therefore, it is not impossible for mortals or low-level monks living in Blood Battle City to leave Blood Battle City, but it is also very difficult.

Thinking of this and seeing Li Yu's mother, he was in a trance, and the voices and smiles of his parents appeared before his eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red.

In this empty yard, except for the unique cold wind in the vast sea, Wang Lu fell into the memories of his childhood with his parents.

After a while, Wang Lu came back to his senses under the blow of the cold wind. He made up his mind that as soon as this mission in Manghai was over, he would return home immediately and never care about anything else.

He came to the corner of the yard, used his magic power to remove a larger stone, then dug a pit, and put the storage box containing the gold, jade, purple frost bamboo, ghost king beads, strange box, thousand-year-old silver flower, and five jars of monkey wine. The bag was put in, covered with soil, and the stones were moved back. After returning to their original state, they left Li Yu's house quietly.

At first, he thought about whether to keep these treasures in Yinluanxuan. With his relationship with Yinqi, they should be intact. However, after thinking carefully, he still couldn't put his fate in the hands of others.

Hidden away in the city, who would have thought that a small courtyard of an ordinary household would contain treasures that would make even a Nascent Soul monk covetous.

No matter who it is, if the treasure leaves one's side, even if it is perfectly hidden and no one knows about it, there will still be a trace of worry. If you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of what may happen. The secrets are unpredictable, and accidents are even more unpredictable.

Wang Lu suppressed this worry. The matter had come to this, and he could not linger on it for a moment.

Even if his whereabouts are unpredictable, even if he dies, he can still leave a legacy for Li Yu to cultivate immortality.

Wang Lu returned to his residence, meditating and practicing patiently waiting for the appointed time to arrive.

On the tenth day of June, there was light rain and hazy mist.

The Bloody Battle City is located in a mountainous area. The areas in this city are of different heights. The highest point is of course the Blood Palace, and the other seven factions’ bases are also higher than other areas.

The Confucius Mansion in front of us is located in a higher position, occupying a large area of ​​land, and is almost the same as the Seven Sects.

The two gates, made of unknown materials, are majestic and solemn. In front of the gates, a pair of statues of the spiritual beast Wind and Thunder Leopard are majestic and imposing.

There are dozens of white jade steps from the block to the gate. Wang Lu, wearing a cloak, walked up to the gate and gently clicked the jade knocker.

"squeak"

After a while, the door opened a small gap from the outside to the inside.

A tall and thin male cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment with a cold expression asked expressionlessly: "Who is coming?"

"Chen Yong." Wang Lu replied calmly.

"Come in."

Wang Lu passed through the crack in the door without saying a word.

Just as he was about to move forward, he stopped.

It turns out that after entering the door, there is a stone step going down. If you rush forward in a hurry, you may miss your feet. Although you will not fall down, you will make a fool of yourself.

Seeing Wang Lu suddenly retract his steps, the male cultivator secretly praised his reaction ability. Thinking back to the first time he came to the Confucius Mansion, he thought there was a courtyard in front of him, so he walked towards it without thinking. As a result, his feet came up empty. Fortunately, his body skills were quite good, so he didn't fall down.

The male cultivator was in front and Wang Lu was behind. The two walked down the steps and came to a vast square. Behind the square was a huge and luxurious manor.

On the gate of the manor, there are two golden ancient seal characters with flying dragons and phoenixes: Confucius Mansion.

Two middle-stage foundation-building monks stood guard at the gate with high spirits and expressionless faces.

The two walked into the hall, which was bright and gorgeous yet solemn.

The one in charge was a beautiful woman with an unpredictable aura. Seeing Wang Lu and the others walking in, she looked towards Wang Lu.

Wang Lu looked at the other party subconsciously, and suddenly a burst of pink smoke enveloped him. He suddenly became restless and uneasy. He knew that the other party's illusion skills were amazing.

So he held on to his spirit, grunted, and forced himself out of the illusion, which took less than two breaths.

"what"

The beautiful woman showed an unexpected look of surprise. This person's consciousness was far beyond that of an average middle-stage Jindan monk. No wonder that little girl Huayue used the Tianji Order on this person. She was still a little divided in her heart at first, but after meeting Wang Lu and quietly testing her, she felt a lot less. It seems she still has some ability.

There are four empty stools on the left and right sides of the hall. In front of the stools, there is an exquisite small coffee table. Among them, there is a cup of spiritual tea on the upper right side of the coffee table. The tea is light green in color and the leaves are green. You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary product.

The male cultivator completed his task, clasped his fists and exited the hall.

The beautiful woman made a gesture of invitation, and Wang Lu took off his cloak. After sitting down, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip. A scent of fragrance rushed into his body. He couldn't help but sigh: "Good tea."

"Haha, little friend, I saw that my face remained calm and calm, and I didn't have any doubts about whether the tea was poisonous. After drinking it, I am really a person who has achieved great things." The beautiful woman praised.

However, having said that, I don’t know how much of it is true or false.

Wang Lu stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you to the organization for standing up for me and helping me get rid of the suspicion. If there is anything I need from this junior, I promise to face the difficulties and live up to the trust of the organization."

"Haha, it's well said. If you gain something, you will pay. There is no free lunch in the world. My friend, I can argue clearly. It seems that Huayue did not misjudge my friend. Now I really believe that, my friend, you are here alone. The one who snatched the thousand-year-old silver flower in the silver flower forest." The beautiful woman said politely, supporting her jade-like chin with her hand.

"Senior, it's funny. I just have a little bit of luck." He neither denied nor admitted.

The beautiful woman stared at Wang Lu's face closely for a while, then asked without warning: "Where is Xie Ming?"

A burly middle-aged man in the late Jindan stage quickly walked into the hall, knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, what are your orders?"

"Take Chen Xiaoyou to make arrangements for him. From now on, everything in your department will be at Chen Xiaoyou's disposal. Come on down?" the beautiful woman ordered without hesitation.

"Ah! Patriarch..." The man wanted to argue when he saw Wang Lucai's Dzogchen cultivation base.

"Okay, I have my own opinion on everything." The beautiful woman took one look at Xie Ming and wanted to argue with her reason.

Seeing that unquestionable look in his eyes, Xie Ming was like an eggplant beaten by frost in autumn, unwilling to accept the paradox and said: "I obey my orders."