Mortal's journey to immortality

"Hmph, have you laughed enough?"

Xiaoyaozi looked grim.

"Hehe, hehe, wait, wait, it's not enough."

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha!"

He laughed wildly twice in a row, almost making Wang Lu burst into tears. When he saw Xiaoyaozi's livid face, he forcibly suppressed his uncontrollable smile, which gradually stopped and faded.

"You are not kind to others. I really can't do anything about you."

Xiaoyaozi smiled bitterly.

"Okay, let's talk about business."

Wang Lu's expression changed, and his tone was surprisingly heavy.

Hearing this, Xiaoyaozi suddenly realized that the matter was of great importance and suddenly became serious.

"Brother Wang, please speak."

"You have seen my spiritual beast before, that little butterfly Zijiu. Here's what happened..."

While Wang Lu was narrating in detail, if there were any outsiders here, they would be surprised to find that Xiaoyaozi's face gradually changed from clear to blurry, until his whole person seemed to have escaped into the void and disappeared.

Weird and spooky.

Wang Lu had no idea about this, because Zijiu aroused his deep feelings, and he was completely immersed in spending time with it day and night.

Wang Lu became more and more emotional as he talked. When he mentioned that Zi Jiu was about to be annihilated when his soul was imprisoned, but it had to save it by itself, and then fell into the unknown of life and death, his eyes were red and filled with mist.

"Ugh......"

Xiaoyaozi let out a long and heavy sigh.

The two fell into a long silence.

"Brother Wang's spiritual beast, his love is as deep as the sea, and his kindness is as heavy as a mountain. Hearing it makes people mourn. No matter how difficult or dangerous it is, I will restore it."

Xiaoyaozi's deep love for spiritual beasts is even greater than that of Wang Lu. It can be said that 70% of his strength comes from them, so he especially understands Wang Lu's mood and empathizes with it.

I can't lose you in this life. Without you, there will be no perfection.

That year when I was brought under my master's guidance and I was choosing a technique, I did not practice the Tianyuan Sect's established technique that attracted everyone's attention. Instead, I chose the "Six Spirits Wandering Heaven Technique".

I don’t know where Tianyuan Sect got this technique from.

Later, as his cultivation level improved, it was said that one hundred thousand years ago, a senior from the Tianyuan Sect unintentionally helped a dilapidated family return to glory, and it was a gift from this family.

Tianyuan Sect pays attention to the word "fate". As long as it meets someone who is suitable and suitable, it will take action, and there is no need for reward.

If someone gives you something, just take it. If you don’t give something, you never force it.

Over time, the Tianyuan Sect's Kung Fu Hall has accumulated hundreds of thousands of various Kung Fu techniques.

The core teachings of the sect are to let disciples choose as they please, without any interference or obstruction.

Xiaoyaozi has top-notch qualifications. Originally, his master asked him to practice the sect's Kung Fu, but he still wanted to try it in the Kung Fu Hall.

I tossed and turned in the dust but couldn't find what I wanted. Just when I gave up and left, by chance, a simple, yellowed ancient book flew away. I was stunned and picked it up. It was "Six Spirits Traveling in Heaven".

From then on, he officially started the path of spiritual practice and entered the world of immortality.

However, the most basic sect skills cannot be left behind, but they are not the original ones, but modified ones, based on basic magic, divination, astronomy, geography, humanities, five elements, yin and yang, Liuhe, Bahuang, architecture, Medical arithmetic, formations, fortune...etc. are the main ones.

Too complex, too many, too obscure, all-encompassing, and everything.

However, as a member of the Tianyuan Sect, you must master it. This is the foundation.

Those things almost drove him crazy.

Looking back now, it still makes him feel scared and unwilling to mention it.

Without anyone's guidance, he was groping for the practice of "Six Spirits Traveling to Heaven", because except for the Tianyuan Sect, which had a lot of experience in practicing Shanmen's techniques, he had to do all other techniques completely on his own.

Three thousand weak water, only take one scoop.

There are so many strange skills and methods in the Kung Fu Hall, and Tianyuan Sect has regulations. Once selected, they will never be changed, and they cannot be passed on to anyone, not even the disciples and children of the disciples, otherwise they will be punished by God.

Because of this, he could only practice hard. Unexpectedly, Youtian Jue was ten thousand or one hundred thousand times more complicated than those messy ghosts.

I have no choice but to go out of the mountain, look for all kinds of rare and exotic animals, and find that glimmer of opportunity.

During this time, he accidentally learned that the Six Talisman Cultivation Technique created more than 3,000 years ago actually had the same six characters as his own "Six Spirits Traveling in Heaven".

Suddenly, he had a vague feeling that even though the Six Talisman Sect had been destroyed, he still had to find the heirs left behind by this sect.

Therefore, when he met Wang Lu, through accurate investigation and thorough analysis, he concluded that this person was most likely the only successor of the Six Talisman Sect.

He was overjoyed and overjoyed. After gaining the trust of the other party and finding Xu Kui's trace through various means, he proposed the idea of ​​viewing the "Six Talisman", but he decisively rejected it.

Although I have regrets, I changed my mind and thought, as long as you are here, the word "six" and this difficult road of practice will not be me alone, at least I will have a companion.

The techniques are different, but the path is the same.

What follows is the immortal experience and deep friendship between the two of them who rescued Xu Kui and fought side by side to live and die together.

This is the original intention and the whole story of why he found the king's path.

In the blink of an eye, scenes from the past came flooding back.

Xiaoyaozi frowned and said, "Brother Wang, can you take out the little guy?"

"brush."

There was a flash of light, and Zi Jiu, who fell into a coma and had no consciousness, closed his eyes tightly, and his demon power was still there but not there.

The body is a little over a foot, with distinct purple and gray colors. Two pairs of disproportionately large wings are gray on the left and purple on the right. A pair of small crystal wings as thin as cicada wings are close to the body. A half-foot-long purple-gray tentacle is curled and drooping. With.

Xiaoyaozi concentrated his attention and his brain was running at high speed, analyzing Zijiu who was almost dying.

Seeing this, Wang Lu could no longer maintain his usual composure, and his heart fell on Zi Jiu.

An hour passed, Xiaoyaozi's face was as cold as ice.

Three hours passed, and his face was ashen.

One day later, he looked defeated.

Whenever his expression changes, Wang Lu's heart becomes colder.

He understood that Xiaoyaozi was trapped in extremely fast thinking and high-intensity inferences, denying, pushing and resetting again and again.

Zi Jiu's injuries were caused by the Eighth Elder of the Ti Sect and the young snakehead of the Yu family attacking and killing his own soul, and it was completely taken over by it. Injuries from the soul are the most difficult to treat, let alone those from monsters.

If even Xiaoyaozi can't do anything, there is no other way except uprooting Ti Zong and the Yu family and massacring them all.

Three days passed by and Xiaoyaozi weakly patted the ground and motioned for Wang Lu to sit down and talk.

Wang Lu quickly took out a jade bottle and handed it to him.

Xiaoyaozi didn't refuse, he opened it directly and poured it into his mouth.

He was really exhausted of energy, exhausted of spiritual consciousness, thin on mana, and greatly reduced in consciousness.

The extremely rare Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk was wiped out by him in a few mouthfuls.

One bottle was not enough, so Wang Lu took out three more bottles.

After drinking, Xiaoyaozi immediately started running his technique. After a while, thick white mist emerged from his body.

Wang Lu didn't bother him, he just hoped that there would be a result after recovery.

As a result, once the overwhelming weight crushes him, he will definitely go crazy!