Mortal's journey to immortality

After standing there for a long time, Yinjiu walked silently to the end of the corridor.

After the spell was activated, a silver halo emerged, like a stone sinking into the lake. The whole person merged into the silver wall, and appeared in an open underground space with a snap of a finger.

A silver house is located in the middle, surrounded by gray silver light.

Outside the house, an old woman with chicken-skinned skin and white hair, whose cultivation was not obvious, was lying leisurely on a rocking chair, humming an unknown ditty.

On the left side of the antique black jade long table, there is an exquisite and simple purple heart jade teapot and a pure azure jade cup. Seeing the arrival of Yinjiu, he moved his eyelids indifferently and kept singing.

The lazy and extremely pure spiritual power in the cup and the jade-like tea fragrance sway slowly like an old woman, condensing but not emitting.

This is the first time Yin Jiu has come to the teleportation place, and he will never use this opportunity again.

Seeing this tea, he couldn't help but feel slightly moved.

The name of the tea is "Ningxiang", which is a treasure among fine products.

This tea has a characteristic. The aroma of the tea rises and gathers but does not disperse. When it reaches a certain concentration, it will disperse and disperse. This is also the time to drink.

The drinker's body will be filled with fragrance, and bees and butterflies will arrive within a radius of a hundred miles, which is indescribable.

Only half a catty of this tea can be produced in a hundred years, so it is extremely precious.

Yinjiu stood respectfully beside him, waiting patiently.

A stick of incense, when the fragrance reached its peak and was about to burst, the old woman slowly stretched out a sickly white hand, slowly picked up the green cup, and drank it in one gulp.

"Hiccup, hiccup."

She seemed very satisfied and was intoxicated for a while before she slowly said, "Yinjiu?"

"Greetings to Master Qi Po!"

Yin Jiu bowed with great respect.

"Want to go back?"

"Please forgive me, sir. The situation is urgent."

"That's it. With your current status, you are not qualified. Since I still have some friendship with your ancestor of the Fang family, it's just this once, and I won't do it next time."

After the old woman finished speaking, a small tune sounded softly from the corner of her mouth.

At the same time, the wooden door of the room quietly opened, and silver light surged, like fragrant tea, without being drawn out.

"Crack!"

A flash of lightning flashed in his eyes. His ancestor was a peerless expert in the middle stage of divine transformation. She was his wife and great ancestor. Could it be possible that Lord Qi Po...

Yinjiu bowed again to thank him and stepped into the room with shock and excitement.

As soon as Fang entered, he felt a dazzling silver light, the world was spinning, and people and houses disappeared together.

"boom!"

The underground space was instantly filled with silver.

The old woman made a move with her hand, and the silver light disappeared without a trace, leaving her alone.

On the way, Li Jie and Yu Ningzhi's excited moods formed a sharp contrast with the calm Wang Lu. They seemed to be scratching their heads. They wanted to catch him, tie him up, and torture him to extract a confession.

What kind of freak are you!

Although the three jade boxes opened and came together in the blink of an eye, they were caught by their powerful spiritual consciousness. With their extensive knowledge, they still only recognized the multi-colored fruits inside.

The other two have never been seen or heard, and they only know that they are quite old.

The longer the medicine is, the more effective it is.

If it reaches a certain limit, they will be completely confused. It's not that they haven't thought about it, it's just that they haven't left a single word about how the elixir of transformation came from.

Under the constant urging of the two men, Wang Lu had to speed up his pace, and returned to the Wudong Inn in less than two hours.

"Hey, Brother Li and Sister Yu won't go back to their place?"

Wang Lu asked in shock.

"Why don't you go back? It's a big loss, we say inside."

Not sure why, the three of them sat at a round table.

"Brother Qiu, do you know the origin of that colorful spirit fruit?"

Li Jie asked impatiently.

"I don't know." Wang Lu shook his head. He somewhat understood what the two of them meant.

"Where's the flower and the grass?"

"I don't know." Wang Lu replied in a somewhat depressed tone.

"hehe!"

Yu Ningzhi saw Wang seemed aggrieved and said, "Pfft", and laughed.

"Oh, brother, the colorful fruit is called Wancaiguo. If you take a bite of it, no matter how much mana you have left, even if there is not a trace left, it will be perfect in the blink of an eye. Not only that, there will be no harm to others. The most important thing, even if you are a god. It is equally effective for those who are strong in the future. Are you really not clear or are you pretending to be confused for the sake of our far-fetched alliance." Li Jie sighed with hatred.

"I really don't know!"

Hearing this, Wang Lu stood up and slammed onto the table with a "pop".

Fortunately, he controlled the power, otherwise, the Round Table would have turned into powder.

In the Huang Palace of the Bitter River Secret Realm, under the threat of those two interesting puppets, he sneaked into the Herb Garden and took only ten of the thousands of earth-shattering spiritual materials.

For two full days, he was dazzled and excited by the selection, like a monkey moving a bag of grain, wanting this and thinking about that.

In fact, he didn't even know what "them" were called or what their functions were, so he chose based on his feelings.

So, I asked for ten kinds.

Why, why, why, just now let him know about one of them, Wancaiguo!

At that time, after destroying the Sinking Blood Sect, if he had known that the colorful fruit in the storage bag was the famous Wancai Fruit, he would have taken it immediately without hesitation. Although all his strength was lost, his magic power was intact, dragging his seriously injured body. Escape from this place where right and wrong are likely to be exposed.

It was only after a year of recuperation that he was found by the eighth elder of the Ti Sect and the young smuggler of the Yu family. They teamed up to hunt him down until he died.

Wang Lu roared in his heart, so precious, the colorful fruit that almost turned the tide of the battle and turned into a butterfly was gone.

His heart was bleeding.

However, if he was not hunted down, how could he get to know the unexpected old man and receive a great favor from him, giving him enough time to recuperate? How could he meet the unimaginable cute pig and form an indissoluble bond; and so on. Deeply heartbroken and wailing, Zijiu and Xiaolu felt like they had recreated themselves, their desperation and their true love.

Without one of them, he would definitely die.

Perhaps, it is already destined and there is nothing you can do to change it.

Recalling the past, entwined and intertwined, just like yesterday.

Sit down indifferently.

Alas, there are still flowers and grass, which should be regarded as regrettable things.

He just saw the extremely exciting changes in Yinjiu's face that were constantly shocking. At that time, he was still complacent. Now it seems that it is very possible, as Li Jie said:

Big loss?