Mortal's journey to immortality

Just as Wang Lu closed his eyes and waited, with a scream, Zi Jiu broke through the spirit beast bag, opened his purple wings, and the two one-foot-wide wings closed together and suddenly appeared in front of the bloody little sword. And in the middle of Wang Lu’s eyebrows.

The small blood-colored sword was like piercing a layer of cotton. Although it moved forward firmly, its speed suddenly dropped after piercing one wing. After piercing the other wing, it was already five breaths later.

An afterimage caught the falling Zi Jiu. Seeing Zi Jiu's eyes closed tightly, he was filled with rage and hit the blood-colored little sword hard with a hammer. The body of the little sword trembled violently. Wang Lu's eyes were spitting fire, and he hammered one by one. The hammer kept hitting the sword body. Although the sword body was a phantom, sparks flew everywhere during the collision with the crazy hammer. Finally, the small sword dissipated without anyone's control.

Wang Lu did not stop his boiling anger, and flashed beside Hou Jie with a quick step. Hou Jie's mouth was filled with blood, and when he was about to say something, Wang Lu hit him with a hammer, and Hou Jie, who had just established the foundation, was smashed into a puddle of mud. .

After such a fierce fight, the cave was not damaged at all, and the ghost-faced statue was also unharmed. Wang Lu saw the ghost-faced statue, and the vague ghost-faced statue continued to intersect with Hou Jie's previous figure, merging together.

Wang Lu swung the hammer away, and with a loud bang, the statue shattered into pieces. A silent roar resounded deep in Wang Lu's soul. Wang Lu was as motionless as a wooden chicken.

A blood-red remnant soul broke into Wang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness while Wang Lu smashed the statue.

At the moment when Wang Lu was invaded by the remnant soul into the sea of ​​consciousness, Zi Jiu's closed eyes suddenly opened coldly, her eyes were deathly gray, staring straight into Wang Lu's eyes.

Suddenly, two gray rays of light shot out from the eyes of the little butterfly and went straight to Wang Lu's wide-open eyes. The gray rays of light penetrated his eyes, entangled together, and instantly appeared in Wang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness.

The entangled gray light filaments turned into the shadow of Zijiu in Wang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness. The two purple tentacles also turned gray at this time, and the two tentacles suddenly rolled in one direction.

"Ah" screamed, and the blood-red remnant soul was swept away by the gray tentacles.

The remaining remnant soul glanced at Zi Jiu fiercely, and in anger, withdrew from Wang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness, and fled the cave in a whirlwind and disappeared without a trace.

As if the gray purple nine had completed its mission, it dissipated in Wang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Zijiu's gray eyes glanced at Wang Lu with some reluctance, then suddenly closed them tightly, as if he had lost his soul, silently.

At this time, Wang Lu seemed to have had an extremely long dream. He turned into a baby named Xueba. As the baby grew, when he was four years old, a sect called Guimen recruited disciples... ...For some unknown reason, he became a disciple of the Ghost Sect.

When he was five years old, he would always see some foreign objects that others could not see. When his master saw this, he was ecstatic and said, purple pupils came out, and his cultivation was in chaos.

Later, he gave him a copy of the "Purple Eye Jue" and taught him how to practice.

After thousands of years, he became a great monk at the peak of the late stage of the God Transformation Stage and became the number one person in this world. He wanted to lead the entire world of God Transformation Stage monks into the fairy world, but was defeated by a man with a cultivation level deeper than him. , a monk with a higher realm than him was knocked down from the mortal world. Because of the technique of "Splitting Soul", a ray of residual soul was separated. He escaped from this disaster and could only survive...

I don't know how long it took, Wang Lu woke up and saw the little spiritual beast lying in his hand. He communicated with his heart, but Zi Jiu had no response. After communicating for a long time, the situation was still the same, and he couldn't help but feel sad. Tears continued to flow out, flowing on Zijiu's body, covering its whole body.

Seeing Zi Jiu who was covered in tears, he suddenly became excited. He quickly dug a small hole in the ground, cast a magic spell on the hole, carefully put Zi Jiu in, and frantically took out the semi-spiritual milk. He poured it into the small pit and wrapped Zi Jiu tightly.

He took out a jade box from the storage bag, brutally tore off the forbidden talisman, and took out the core jade obtained from the Jiuyue Secret Realm. He picked off two jade-like petals, tore them into pieces and placed them in a small pit. , he still felt uneasy and picked two more flowers. This time he did not tear them into pieces and let them float on the semi-spiritual milk.

To prevent the spiritual energy from leaking, he set up a forbidden spirit formation, and just sat on the ground absentmindedly, as if he were meditating, staring at the small pit and Zi Jiu.

He didn't know whether Tongxin Jade and Semi-Spiritual Milk, one of the top ten strange flowers, had any effect on the little butterfly. He could only silently pray to God that nothing would happen to Zi Jiuwan.

Five days later, Zi Jiu's broken wings floating in the semi-spiritual milk recovered.

Ten days later, the fine pieces of Tongxin Jade were slowly dismembered and integrated into Zijiu's body.

A month later, Zi Jiu sank to the bottom of the pit like a stone, and the amount of semi-spiritual milk was reduced by half.

Two months later, the floating core jade also sank to Zijiu's two wings, sticking tightly to its two wings.

Half a year later, when the core jade petals and Zijiu's wings were completely integrated, a weak moan reached Wang Lu's heart. This made Wang Lu, who was covered in dust and had bags under his eyes, suddenly overjoyed and overjoyed... ...

He carefully put away Zijiu and placed it in the broken spirit beast bag. After pasting the newly drawn forbidden spirit talisman on the spirit beast bag, he stood up with a calm face and prepared to leave.

When he passed by Hou Jie, he saw the storage bag that fell from Hou Jie and put it away, then walked out of the cave along the stone steps.

It was nightfall. He looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion and released the withered eagle. An hour later, he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.

Arriving at the gate, Lu Shun hurried to the gate without being reported by the guard. Seeing that Wang Lu did not speak, he held back his words as soon as they came to his lips and welcomed Wang Lu in.

He could feel that his eldest brother, the head of the Lu family, might no longer be there.

Silently all the way, the two of them came to the hall. Lu Shun waved everyone away and said with some fear: "Excuse me, Shang Zong, brother..."

"The murderer has been executed. Fellow Daoist Lu was unfortunately killed. I am also a little tired. Let's do this. We will discuss it in detail another day." As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lu had disappeared without a trace.

When Wang Lu came to the room, he looked at the weird sleeping nest that he had knitted for Zi Jiu with his own hands. He burst into laughter. He took out Zi Jiu and placed it in the straw nest. He also placed about ten middle-grade pieces in the nest. Lingshi casually arranged a simple restriction, then came to the bed and fell into a deep sleep.