Mortal's journey to immortality

In the room, Wang Lu started refining the Purple Gold Hammer non-stop. He forced two drops of blood essence from his fingers, wrapped them with magic power, and followed the method provided by refining the Purple Gold Hammer, and continued to insert various magic formulas. On the two hammers.

Three days passed by in a flash. Wang Lu, who was physically and mentally exhausted, looked at the two Purple Gold Hammers floating in front of him with purple light. Hard work paid off. The Purple Gold Hammer did not require any hammering skills, as long as the mana was sufficient and the consciousness was strong. , you can operate it easily.

Putting away the Purple Gold Hammer, he took out the five Yinquan Thunder Beads. The Thunder Beads were bone-chilling cold in his hand, and a trace of lightning danced on the surface from time to time. Wang Lu also followed the refining method and refined them in less than an hour. When waiting for the battle, give your opponent a surprise.

In the next month, Wang Lu began to make a large number of talismans, and thousands of shining talismans filled the room.

One of them, called Hundred-story Mountain, was a basic and high-level alternative defense talisman. Wang Lu had to draw it eighty-nine times before he finally succeeded.

Looking at the two Hundred-layered Mountain Defense Talisman shining with yellow light in his hand, it seemed as if he could see the layers of mountain peaks in the light. Wang Lu secretly exclaimed that he was lucky. He prepared a hundred copies of the materials. Even after completing one, the ten following Only one piece of material was successful in the end.

He didn't know that even his master Qiu Huaren had never succeeded in painting the Hundred-story Mountain. In the three thousand years of Liufu Sect's history, only a few people had succeeded in painting it.

The next morning, the morning sun was rising and a gentle breeze was blowing.

Under thousands of rays of light and on the sound blade, Wang Lu looked firmly at the boundless sea. This time he was facing a demon cultivator organization named Setting Sun, and his goal was to destroy this team.

According to the information provided by the Blood Hall, the leader of the Setting Sun Organization is Meng Gang, a strong man in the early stage of the Golden Core. This man has obtained sporadic inheritance from an ancient demon cultivator sect, the Golden Crow Sect, and has dozens of mid- to late-stage foundation builders. For his subordinates, they live in no fixed place, come and go without a trace, they swim in the vast sea like fish, hunting and killing the disciples or teams who have experienced treasure hunting in the vast sea. Their methods are cruel and ferocious. They are ranked high in the 20th place on the wanted list. Four.

The monks and teams who went to arrest often returned without success, and many people died at their hands. Wang Lu also used the golden ring to find Yin Qi again, and after paying a lot of spiritual stones, he learned about the Setting Sun Organization. approximate location.

In Yefeng Stream, a thirty-foot-wide waterfall cascades down the mountainside.

Behind the waterfall, there is a large cave hidden. The cave is large and deep. There are many small caves distributed in the mountain, twists and turns, like a maze. Not to mention people who have never been there will get lost, even people from the Setting Sun Organization will get lost if they go inside. If you go deep into the caves of the mountain, you will get lost in them.

In a small cave, a handsome monk in the middle stage of foundation building was persuading a beautiful woman in a light green dress: "Sister, the master is more than three hundred years older than you, but brother can tell that he really cares about and loves you. As for you, do you still remember the time when we first arrived in Manhai and joined a team to hunt for treasure? If the sect master hadn't taken action that time, we would have become others' abandoned children and perished. After that, the sect master also gave us a building. Ji Dan, let us become monks in the foundation-building period. Every time we perform a mission, the sect master takes care of us. He does not contribute much, but the resources he is allocated are quite generous. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the sect master is deeply devoted to you. If you don't want to show him a smile, you might as well have a few words with the door owner."

"Brother, please stop talking. I just can't see how he looks. Please go out, I want to rest." Li Muqing said lightly.

"Hey, sister, my brother is doing it for your own good. You should think about it carefully." Li Liang persuaded again.

Ugh.

Li Mouqing sighed and looked at herself in the mirror. She no longer knew what the purpose of cultivating immortality was. In the past, her brother and she traveled around, exploring ancient ruins, searching for secret realms, fighting for life and death for the resources for daily cultivation; now, building a foundation After that, she was hunted all day long and lived a life of fear. She never thought about Taoist companions at all, and she didn't know when she would be the first. She could only take one step at a time.

Vaguely, deep in her heart, she hid the idea that the young boy who sold talismans in Buyunfang Market, Jade City, Liupi Mountain, had clearly allowed herself to take advantage of him and pretended to be confused. Thinking of this, her face warmed up.

As the wind flew by, Wang Lu saw a waterfall in the distance. He pressed the sound blade, added a death talisman to himself, and sneaked away.

Yefengjian is not a stream, but a small lake with a radius of a hundred miles. The small lake is backed by a large mountain. The water flows from all over the mountain gather together to form a waterfall that falls on the mountainside.

On both sides of the small lake, there is a small plain that is rare in the vast sea. Dense unknown weeds grow on the plain, and scattered small trees are mixed in. The wind is not blocked by towering trees and woods, and the wind blows freely on the plain. This is where the name Yefengjian comes from.

There are very few monks who come to Yefengjian because there are no spiritual materials or monsters in this area. Only this area of ​​wind is so wild, this area of ​​waterfall is so surging, and this area of ​​grass is growing like this.

As for how Yinluanxuan knew that the Setting Sun Organization was hiding in Yefengjian, Wang Lu had no idea.

Looking around, except for waterfalls, wild grass, wind, and gloomy sky, where is the trace of half a monk?

After Wang Lu searched carefully, he found no trace of the monks, let alone any fluctuations in the formation.

He secretly thought, could it be that the Setting Sun Organization was hiding under the lake?

When he came to the lake, waves were rolling, and the cool breath came from the clear mountain water, which suddenly relaxed his tense mind. The lake was clear but he could not see through the bottom. He put out the bricks he had purchased at Lingcai Pavilion. It was a medium-grade spiritual weapon. He tried it to see if there was a setting sun organization hidden under the water.

The bricks quickly grew in size and flew over the center of the lake. Wang Lu pointed down, and the bricks pressed towards the lake surface with great force.

With a "crash", the lake surface seemed to be torn open, and the surrounding lake water was forcibly pushed away, forming a huge puddle.

Soon, the bricks pressed down on the bottom of the water like a bamboo, and nets of mud bubbles emerged. Seeing that there were no restrictions or formations to block the bottom of the lake, Wang Lu knew that the Setting Sun Organization was not hiding at the bottom of the lake.

So he removed the talisman of death, put away the spiritual weapon, and rubbed his temples, frowning as if he encountered some problem.

The water around the center of the lake gathered quickly like swallows returning to their nests. Soon, except for the sound of the wind and the turbulence of the falling waterfall, the small lake became quiet.

Behind the waterfall, more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at Wang Lu's directing and acting. They all looked at each other in disbelief. Could such a boring person really exist in the world?

"Pfft", Li Mouqing laughed like a flower in bloom. Seeing Wang Lu's poor performance, she really couldn't hold it back.

Everyone couldn't close their eyes when they saw the beautiful Li Mouqing hiding her mouth and smiling.

"Cough", at this moment, when they heard a cough from a tall and burly middle-aged man, people looked away angrily.

The man said, "Have you ever thought about whether the purpose of this person's coming is to search for us?"

Li Liang stepped forward and said: "Master, our location is extremely secret. Over the years, no one has discovered it, and no one has come to investigate. In my opinion, this person came to Yefengjian by chance. "

Hearing Li Liang's succinct analysis, Meng Gang also felt the same way. He accidentally wandered into Yefengjian more than a hundred years ago when he was being hunted.

For more than a hundred years, he has used this place as a hiding place, and there has never been a mistake.

Li Liang then said calmly: "Besides, this person's cultivation level cannot exceed the Golden Core stage at most. He came to search for us alone. This is not much different from seeking death."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing. Meng Gang also nodded secretly. Li Liang had some cultivation talents that others did not have. His view of the situation was far beyond ordinary people and he was unusually calm. This was why he liked Li Liang. The reason for the light.

At this time, he secretly glanced at Li Mouqing. Li Mouqing's eyes were as bright as stars in the night sky, shining with admiration for his brother Li Liang.

He sighed secretly. After more than three hundred years of intrigues and fights, his state of mind was originally more calm and tenacious than ordinary people. He didn't expect that after seeing Li Mouqing, his heart would have such a ripple. .