Mortal's journey to immortality

Night slowly covered the sky. For two months, he was either on the run or fighting with various monsters and beasts.

This was the first time Wang Lu took a serious look at the night sky in the secret realm.

There are no stars or moon in the night sky. Only the dark clouds reflect a little light, lighting up the secret realm with a faint light.

The sleeping mountain cloud on the horizon is still blurry, but yet within reach.

Chen Ya'er, who was half leaning on Wang Lu's lap, was as peaceful as a narcissus, as spotless as a daffodil.

The night was finally spent peacefully, hunted by several waves of monsters.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the sunless sky became clear. The light and brightness warmed the entire Jiuyue Secret Realm. Spiritual energy flowed freely, like fish swimming happily in the secret realm one by one.

Chen Yaer blushed slightly, and Wang Lu said with some embarrassment: "For two months, we tried to go to where the clouds pointed, which should be the center of the Nine Mountains Secret Realm."

Chen Yaer cheered: "Brother Lu is so kind. Let's hit the road now. Oh, if it's unlucky to hit the road, we'll set off right away."

Wang Lu and Chen Yaer sneaked along like this.

Along the way, they passed through the vast jungle and snatched several Wanfangcao from the hands of the Thunderstorm Beast; they climbed over an unknown mountain and competed with the Black Cloud Red Snake for the Fire Rock Fruit but failed. ; Crossed a lake, used the volley talisman to compete with the golden swordfish in flying, and won two ice-heart hibiscus...

At this time, there are very few people left in the secret realm. Those who travel together like Wang Lu and the two are basically close to none. Most of them are alone and go on the bloody road. However, after being refined in the secret realm, these people are already Break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, reborn.

In a huge room at the bottom of a lake, the room was divided into three small rooms. A monk named Huang Yan had messy hair and a sword-shaped magic weapon in the second room. He was slashing at dozens of monster puppets from time to time. He released a defensive talisman, and waves of evil energy came from his body.

An ape-shaped puppet wielded a rod-shaped magic weapon and swept and beat him. Seeing that he could not do anything, he retreated to the first room. The puppet in the second room was blocked due to the door restriction. Inside, there were roars and roars.

He didn't care about the puppets, and casually sat down among a bunch of puppets whose bodies were blown to pieces and began to meditate.

He had been trapped in this strange room for two months. When he was first teleported in, a bunch of puppets appeared from the restriction of the door and attacked him violently without any explanation. He took out one after another It took a few thunder beads to barely save his life.

When no puppet came out of the gate, he came to the second room. As soon as he entered the room, the gate connecting to the third room flashed, and groups of puppets walked out one by one. He was heartbroken. , and then fought with the puppets.

His mana was exhausted and he was forced to the first door, and he inadvertently retreated to the first room. Just as he closed his eyes and waited, the puppet failed to follow. He was at a loss and secretly speculated.

When his mana was restored, he went to the second room again, and the puppets came out of the door one after another. He went back again, and the puppets could only glare at him. He relaxed and tried again and again.

Whenever he kills a few puppets, he calmly returns to the first room.

......

Unknowingly, Devil May Cry has been exploring the castle for two months. In a bright side hall, there are more than a dozen puppets lying strewn about. Devil May Cry is breathing heavily, but his eyes reveal bursts of ecstasy. A golden crystal was placed quietly in the jade box in front of him. There seemed to be a golden liquid flowing in the center of the crystal, which looked so magnificent and mysterious. Next to the jade box was a jade box with only the Nascent Soul stage in the world of immortality. A storage ring only owned by monks. Devil May Cry picked up the storage ring and took out an ancient book "Puppet Encyclopedia", a tattered map and nine unrefined early-stage foundation-building puppets.

Devil May Cry couldn't help laughing. He spent half a month refining the two puppets, and followed the instructions on the map, faintly heading towards where Wang and Lu were going.

......

There is a Valley of Hundreds of Flowers in the secret realm. Hundreds of flowers are blooming in the valley, and the petals are flying in mid-air, forming a faintly colorful rainbow.

In the valley stands a small one-story attic. In the attic is a female cultivator in colorful clothes, He Chan, with a face like a peach blossom and a body like a catkin. She is a core disciple of a small sect named Caiyi Xuan. Due to some chance, she got an ancient figure. The inheritance of the small sect's "Zen Gu Sect" line of Gu.

She overcame many difficulties and dangers in the secret realm and came to this Baihua Valley. After a fierce battle, she almost exhausted the vitality of her two native Acacia Gu and arrived at this attic. The attic was named Baihua Brewing.

Baihua Nian is the name of a kind of spiritual wine. As soon as we arrived at the attic, a refreshing fragrance of spiritual wine came from the wine racks around the hall. The wine racks were all filled with jade bottles of different colors.

Most of the spiritual wine in the jade bottles have become empty due to the passage of time, but there are still five bottles of spiritual wine left intact due to the protection of the prohibitions on the jade bottles.

The aroma of wine emanated from a light blue jade bottle. He Chan picked up the jade bottle, unlocked the half-broken restraint, and couldn't help but take a sip. The spirit wine flowed down his throat, sweet but cold. The bitter taste lingered on the tip of her tongue. The next moment, her whole body was red, as if she was being burned. Her mana instantly overflowed, and the boiling spiritual liquid rushed through her body. The two lovesickness Gu in her Dantian absorbed it eagerly. Drink the spirit wine and regain your vitality bit by bit.

He Chan sensed the longing of the Acacia Gu. These were the two spiritual pets that would accompany her throughout her life. Her face was so red due to the spiritual wine that she drank a few more sips of "Gulu" and "Gulu".

The two lovesickness Gu were like two excited children, happily receiving the nourishment of the spiritual wine in He Chan's dantian. After a while, they became full of vitality, even better than before.

He Chan joined the expedition to the Jiuyue Secret Realm this time not for the Foundation Establishment Pill, but for the Ten Thousand Years Elixir of the Secret Realm, because the two little guys Acacia Gu consumed so many resources that she was almost destitute. , but he also saved her from danger time and time again.

Seeing that her life Gu had recovered, she couldn't help but dance happily.

There is also a jade slip and a jade box on the wine rack.

Half an hour later, He Chan sighed softly, looked back at Baihua Valley, looked up at the clouds on the horizon, and walked resolutely in the direction of Yunshan.

......

A desert oasis, with a hill in the oasis. In a cave on the hill, there are countless ferocious ghost-faced mosquitoes piled up around three monks. Two of them are back to back, constantly attacking the buzzing surroundings. Ghost-faced mosquito, the other person is intensifying his meditation and recovery.

Two hours later, a monk who had recovered from meditation replaced his mana and joined the battle. One of them was Lu Jun.

Lu Jun said to the two of them: "Two Taoist friends, continuing like this is not an option. We will eventually reach the end of the mountain. Such an orderly attack by the ghost-faced mosquito must be secretly directed by the mosquito king. We need to find the mosquito king." , if you kill them, there will be a glimmer of hope."

"I agree with Fellow Daoist Lu." said the monk who was leaning against Lu Jun.

"I have a Hundred Swords Formation here. It will take some time to arrange it. You two Taoists should stop hiding it. If we don't fight hard, we will all die." Lu Jun said solemnly.

When the monk who was meditating heard Lu Jun's words, Zhang took an elixir orally. His face turned red instantly, and his magic power rose like a fountain. He took out a feather fan and fanned it away. The temperature in front dropped sharply and became sharp. The sharp ice blasted through the air, and a swarm of ghost-faced mosquitoes fell down one after another.

Another monk took out a set of Zimu acupuncture tools and disappeared without a trace after being activated. It was obvious that he was a monk with a talent for spiritual consciousness.

Lu Jun took out dozens of formation flags and quickly arranged them.

"Hurry, Fellow Daoist Lu, I can't hold on anymore." The monk who took out the Zimu Acupuncture Artifact said urgently.

After more than ten breaths, "Open", Lu Jun finally arranged the Hundred Sword Formation.

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of flying swords appeared out of thin air, and large swaths of ghost-faced mosquitoes all around were like harvested wheat. The demonic body was shattered and fell into pieces. It kept falling to the ground, revealing a particularly large one. Strong ghost-faced mosquito.

At this moment, the three of them rushed towards the ghost-faced mosquito desperately.

Half a day later.

"Hahahaha..." After all, Jiang Pei didn't make wedding clothes for me.