Mortal's journey to immortality

When the scene of the two beasts confronting each other entered Wang Lu's mind, the entire Four Beast Sect's formation faintly emitted a slight fluctuation, which immediately aroused the attention of a man stationed on the third highest floor of Qiongqi Ancient Building. With the vigilance of a great monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul meditation practice, he looked at Qiongqi Square casually through the formation. The Rejection Spirit Clothes on Wang Lu's body completely covered him in an instant, and no flaws were exposed.

The great monk stared at Wang Lu and smiled, but he did not notice anything unusual.

When they come to the City of Four Beasts, almost all the monks below the middle stage of Nascent Soul will be frightened by the fierce flames of the Qiongqi ferocious beast, and then show a look of surprise.

At the same time, there were several monks with the same expression as Wang Lu in the open square, but he didn't pay attention to them. They were all young cubs of Jindan monks.

However, he still had some doubts. Only those with the bloodline of the top ten ferocious beasts, the top ten mythical beasts, and other ancient strange insects, or those with magical powers would cause the reaction of the Qi Qiong Formation. However, no matter how these people looked at it, they were just general. That’s all.

After thinking about it, he didn't pay too much attention to it. He didn't believe that there were still people who could turn the world upside down under the large formation. Besides, Qiongqi's formation suddenly returned to normal when there was any abnormal movement. In the past, similar situations would occur from time to time.

So, he withdrew his gaze and started practicing.

Wang Lu was very lucky, because this great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage with strong cultivation had a very high level of beast control, but his spiritual consciousness was not outstanding, which allowed him to escape this disaster.

However, his best luck was that the two extremely powerful men in the God Transformation stage who were stationed in the Four Beast City were quickly summoned back to the Four Beast Mountain by the leader of the Four Beast Sect at the time of Mao Shi. He could no longer hide Lu's current cultivation level, and his true face had long been seen through.

In fact, it's not his good luck or his strong character. It's all due to Xiao Lu. With the support of the elixir of transformation, his luck is much higher than that of ordinary people. This It was also the most direct benefit that the elixir of transformation brought him.

You must understand that for a plant to become an elixir of transformation, the difficulty is comparable to that of becoming an immortal. They are favored by nature, pampered by the Tao, and blessed by strong luck. Wang Lu, as the master of the elixir of incarnation, naturally He will also taste some sweetness. Once Xiao Lu takes form again, then Wang Lu will be considered a truly lucky person.

Under the intertwining of various causes and coincidences, he escaped this disaster like a divine help.

However, does he still have such a good opportunity to escape the danger of the next storm?

He did not know that the crisis was approaching and was completely immersed in meditation practice.

During his trip to the Tianyun Secret Realm, the word "Second" composed of strange white clouds penetrated into his body unexpectedly. His cultivation bottleneck was constantly broken, and he made rapid progress. Now he is approaching the late stage of the Golden Core.

Although he was only one step away from the late stage of the Golden Elixir, the Immortal Vine Gourd was silently devouring his mana and the Golden Elixir aura, causing him to only maintain his current cultivation level without any increase in his mana.

Moreover, ever since Xiao Lu devoted himself to the gourd, the two foodies have been plundering him all the time without any restraint, which has made him worse. Fortunately, he has the first prize in "The Art of Kui Niu Treading the Sky". Ye Bai refined himself into a powerful body at the third level of Gang's blood level, otherwise, he would have to be hollowed out by them.

In addition, the Four Directions Dingtian Cauldron and the natal magic weapon Six-Star Gongyue Blade also need to be cultivated and refined. He can only practice continuously and has no extra time to finely forge his body and study his foundation. A talisman.

Of the twenty bottles of Bai Zhuo Yuan Dan, only one was left, with only five pills left.

Each pill of the Hundred Return Yuan Pill can only increase his mana slightly. Coupled with the body's resistance to this pill, he must find another medicine to increase his cultivation and break through to the late stage of the Golden Pill. .

Now there are four vampires who are constantly absorbing the essence of his mana and the purest strength of his body, but he has no choice but to bite the bullet, try to correct his mentality, and move forward step by step like a snail. .

Since he has accepted the karma, he must bear the corresponding consequences. Presumably, when the Immortal Vine Gourd, Xiaolu, Sifang Dingtian Cauldron and Six-Star Gongyue Blade finally have enough to eat and drink, they will give him more feedback.

He could only comfort himself in this way.

Time passes slowly, like running water, and nine months pass by in a flash.

An old man with gray hair in the early stage of the Golden Elixir stood silently in front of the circular arch of the "Bieya" courtyard. A communication talisman kept hitting the dark yellow light screen, and Wang Lu came back from his practice.

He looked at the empty jade bottle on the ground and sighed in his heart. The last bottle of Baijiu Yuan Dan was completely consumed.

With one move with one hand, the courtyard token appeared out of thin air.

He came to the courtyard and cast a spell on the token. The yellow light curtain of the arch gradually became transparent until it disappeared.

Seeing this, the old man looked around slightly and flew into the small courtyard like a gust of wind.

Wang Lu is a bald and muscular man, dressed in black, with a well-knitted body, and his whole body is filled with a cold aura. This man seems to be in the early stage of Jindan cultivation, but his strength is beyond his own.

This was the first impression Wang Lu gave him. This person was like a pool of stagnant water, so deep and strange.

He laughed aloud and said politely: "Fellow Taoist, you are right. I, Tan Lang, sent by Huajian, have been ordered by the sect to come and meet with fellow Taoist. According to the information provided by Junior Sister Liu to our sect, I have specially arranged for Taoist Friends created a seamless identity. I have a distant relative named Qin Ming. In Qingzhou, millions of miles away, ten years ago, he suddenly encountered a powerful enemy and his entire family was wiped out. He came to seek help after being seriously injured. , passed away three years ago. This person had a pair of well-trained muscles and bones, and had considerable experience in body refining. He was also an early-stage Golden Elixir monk. Only Master and I knew about this matter. No one except him knew about it. His life experience and origins are all engraved in detail on this jade slip. His spiritual roots are also consistent with those of fellow Taoists. They both have dual spiritual roots of earth and wood. Brother Ma can pass the test of the Four Beasts Sect unharmed."

Wang Lu took the jade slip, glanced at it with his consciousness, clasped his fists and said, "I'm very grateful. If your sect can be of use to me in the future, please don't delay."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

The old man was also a free and easy man. His mission was completed and he left immediately.

Wang Lu opened the formation, sat on a bamboo stool, and was silent in thought. He did not expect Liu Fen to be so attentive to his arrangements. Even the spiritual roots were perfectly matched. The Huajian Sect had worked hard and carefully. Good and hard.

Tan Ming's life events are vividly visible through jade slips.

He was arrogant by nature, rarely communicated with others, and was a complete cultivator. Almost all the people who knew him well were members of his family. However, all of them were killed or injured in the sudden sneak attack ten years ago.

Wang Lu sighed, this was somewhat similar to his Six Talisman Sect.

He managed to escape this disaster and went to the Huajian Sect with his dying body. He sent a message to the old man and was rescued by the old man. However, because his foundation was completely shattered, his cultivation level was like a falling mountain and rolling stones, and he fell all the way from the early stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Qi training. , finally ran out of oil and died three years ago.

It was not that the old man failed to treat him, even his mid-Nascent Soul master’s intervention was of no avail.

When Wang Lu saw this, he now had his "real name": Tan Ming.