Mortal's journey to immortality

After Wang Lu left, Yinjiu laughed dryly. He was truly worthy of being a person with the Golden Token. He could even find the few top-grade Ghost King Pearls.

However, this also aroused his desire to win. He could see that Wang Lu was about three years older than him. With his qualifications of the alien spirit root and the deep foundation of the sect, he had the qualifications. Becoming a turbulent person and coming to Yinluanxuan for training was the result of his being forced to be sent to Yinqi by his father unwillingly.

At the beginning, he didn't know why. He was just a Dzogchen cultivator at the Golden Core stage. What qualifications did he have to obey him? After about two years, he slowly followed the Silver Seventh Empress, and his edges and corners were gradually smoothed out. Compared with his own He used to be arrogant and arrogant. After meeting many strong men in the same realm, he discovered that there were many people competing with him. In the past two years, it was not only Wang Lu, but also the young monk and Tian who were always smiling. The medicine sect's bitter medicine and two other young monks of unknown origin put great pressure on him.

In the sect where he belongs, there are not only Golden Core Dzogchen cultivators everywhere, but there are also many of them. Today, after seeing the power of Yin Qi, I realized that my father had good intentions.

Manghai has been the gathering place of the Western Desert since ancient times. A human-monster war will break out every two to three thousand years. Three thousand years have passed since the last war. Judging from the information collected from various sources, it is very likely that the war between the two races will be staged again in the next hundred years. , which made him inexplicably excited.

He took a breath. After accumulating for so long in the foundation building stage, it was time to hit the golden elixir stage.

He shouted softly: "Come here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a person appeared in front of him like a ghost and said respectfully: "Master, what are your orders?"

"I want to go into seclusion to attack the golden elixir stage. This period of time will be left to you. If Chen Yong comes again, he needs to be received well. Everything else remains as usual." Yin Qi seemed to have changed, and there was no doubt about the person in front of him. Di ordered.

"Yes, Master."

I don’t know how far away from the Bloody Battle City, on a large, high-speed flying boat, the charming Sun Xue sat in front of the dressing table. She looked at herself in the mirror, elegant and bright, and tears fell down. She was very happy. I regretted not killing that reckless idiot. When did I become so merciful? When I opened the tunnel, I clearly had plenty of opportunities, but why?

"Cry, cry again, and I'll kill you!" She couldn't help but think of Chen Yong's ruthless face when he said these words. Thinking of this, she wished she could turn around and go back, cut him into pieces, peel off his muscles and skin, and let him live forever. Turn over, it’s best not to meet yourself next time, hum! Do you really think so?

When Wang Lu returned to the inn, he did not expect that his identity had been seen through by Yin Qi. Yin Qi must not be a gossip, otherwise he would not have sent a message to him before leaving.

The further the cultivator goes, the more he pays attention to the cultivation of his mind. During the tribulation, inner demons will continue to emerge from the depths of the soul, and the invisible demons from outside are waiting for opportunities. When the cultivator cannot control the inner demons, Suddenly appeared, directly swallowed the monk's soul, took the body as his own, and occupied the magpie's nest.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu suddenly felt his ears burning hot for a while, and then disappeared without a trace. Inexplicably, he carefully checked his body again and found that everything was normal, so he ignored it.

With a huge sum of two thousand high-grade spiritual stones in his arms, he was satisfied and began to meditate and practice. Practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

Even though he came to the realm of foundation-building perfection with great confusion, he was still worried about the instability of the foundation, so he started practicing with a calm mind.

The next day, he came to East Street and walked into Baibao Pavilion.

He suppressed his cultivation to the late stage of foundation building, and the person who greeted him was Pang Long, who was still in the golden elixir stage.

Pang Long greeted Wang Lu with a smile, sat down, served him some tea, and said, "I haven't seen you for half a year. I'm glad to say that I've made a lot of progress, little friend. If you have any requests for me this time, just ask."

Wang Lu took a sip of the spiritual tea, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Pang, for your kindness. I really need some spiritual materials. This is the list, so Mr. Pang has troubled me."

He handed a jade slip to Pang Long.

After taking a closer look, Pang Long said: "My little friend needs so much, it's beyond my expectation. Let's just wait for a while, little friend, and I'll start preparing immediately."

Pang Long walked out quickly, and Wang Lu drank the spirit tea leisurely. Although it was not as good as Zhu Ning's green buds, it still had a unique taste.

After drinking, a beautiful maid came to change the tea and add water.

The purpose of his coming to Baibao Pavilion this time was to purchase some talismans used in the Golden Elixir stage. The third page of the "Six Talisman Album" was blank before he reached the Golden Elixir stage.

Who would have thought that after injecting mana, more than ten kinds of talismans that could only be drawn by the Golden Core level of cultivation were displayed, which made him overjoyed, especially when he saw the intermediate and low-level blood escape talismans, he felt as if he had obtained it. Treasure.

For Wang Lu, who has reached the stage of foundation building, the spiritual lake in his consciousness sea has been liquefied to a certain extent and is still being purified. This is unprecedented in the history of Liufu Sect. His magic power is comparable to some ordinary people. Only monks at the peak of the Golden Core Middle Stage can open the third page of the "Six Talisman Book", but it is only a very small part.

Two hours later, Pang Long handed him a heavy storage bag. After a brief inspection, Wang Lu was very satisfied.

With Pang Long's persuasion and recommendation, he purchased five Golden Thunder Beads that can seriously injure the late-stage Golden Elixir strongmen. According to Pang Long, the Golden Thunder Beads are extremely powerful and are the only magic weapon to save life. They can be regarded as one of their treasures. The treasure of the pavilion.

It's just that the golden thunder beads are expensive. One golden thunder bead costs fifty high-grade spiritual stones, plus the spiritual materials and other related treasures he purchased, it cost him a total of eighteen hundred high-grade spiritual stones.

Eighteen hundred pieces of high-grade spiritual stones, even some small sects may not be able to come up with them. The moment Pang Long took the storage bag, he hesitated a little whether to kill people and seize the treasure, but when he thought about the bloody battle city, it was a gathering of dragons and tigers, hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The place gave up the idea.

Wang Lu was walking on the busy road. At the moment of the transaction in Baibao Pavilion, he felt a trace of greed on the other side, but it quickly disappeared. If Pang Long really killed him, don't blame him for being ruthless.

His intuition told him that the material of his Six-Star Gongyue Blade was not bad, and it was better than the magic weapons of many ordinary Golden Core Stage monks.

That was the masterpiece of Tian Yidong, the most outstanding young weapon-refining genius in the history of the southern West Desert. However, Wang Lu encountered all extremely powerful people. Sun Xue, tens of thousands of years of iron corpses, and super bronze corpses were just like anything else. The six-star Gong Yue Blade is more than enough for a strong person in the Golden Core stage, let alone a monk at the same level in the Foundation Establishment stage.

He returned to the inn and casually released a set of formation flags that Pang Long had given him for free.

"Whirring whirring"

Nine small formation flags fell in every corner of the room. After the sealing, the entire room became impregnable. Even if the entire house collapsed, his room would still stand in this position and could withstand the continuous flow of powerful people in the middle stage of the Golden Core. A stick of incense can attack without breaking.

Wang Lu nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately, he sat upright, adjusted his energy and spirit to the best state, and burned incense and prayed.