Longevity: Using Martial Arts To Outlast Immortal Cultivators

Li Yuan walked along and found that many tribes were preparing to go south.

Naturally, he would not be polite about this, and went directly to establish a friendship without Nascent Soul sitting in charge.

A pill-forming orc has 100,000 fates. If it is not enough, use resources to make up for it.

In just a few days, he had accumulated three million low-grade spiritual stones, not counting other resources.

The pill-forming orc who was forcibly married by Li Yuan dared not speak out in anger.

On this day, he came to a Nascent Soul tribe.

After learning that the ancestor of the tribe was a werewolf in the early stage of Yuanying, Li Yuan’s eyes lit up.

The Jiedan tribe had too little oil and water, and was far less wealthy than the three major families in Qingxiu Mountain.

As for the casual cultivating orcs, they were so poor that Li Yuan couldn’t bear it.

However, although it was enough to crush the Nascent Soul werewolf, Li Yuan still did not care and met the werewolf first in the name of a visit.

“Brother, I’m here. What do you want me to do?”

The Nascent Soul Werewolf asked, looking at Li Yuan who was hidden under the black robe and curtain.

Li Yuan said with a smile: “I came here because I have a fate with you, brother. I want to form a good relationship with you!”

“Oh, how do you say this?”

Nascent Soul Werewolf asked, frowning slightly.

Hiding his head but showing his tail, he was very powerful, so he thought it was better to be careful.

Li Yuan smiled and said: “I lack some resources for cultivation, so I want to borrow one million spiritual stones from my brother!”

“How much…how much?”

Hearing this, the Nascent Soul Werewolf immediately suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Not to mention whether he has millions of spiritual stones, even if he did, he wouldn’t be able to lend them to a stranger.

The Nascent Soul Werewolf’s face grew colder and he said in a deep voice, “Brother, are you kidding me?”

“You’re not kidding, just tell me whether you want to have such a good relationship, right?”

“No knot!”

The Nascent Soul Werewolf snorted coldly. If this person hadn’t been a Nascent Soul cultivator, he would have gone berserk.

However, before he finished speaking, Li Yuan had already taken action.

“Roar!”

What Li Yuan used was the Divine Sound of Brahma.

At the same time, he struck out thousands of palms one after another, with golden light and terrifying power.

This is the Thousand-leaf Palm of Great Mercy and Great Compassion taught secretly by Bodhi Temple.

The soul of the werewolf in the Nascent Soul stage was shaken, and he immediately understood that this was the secret skill of Buddhism.

He had been alert for a long time, but he was still robbed of the opportunity.

Poof!

Under the palm of the Great Merciful Qianye, with just one move, the werewolf was seriously injured.

Li Yuanjie smiled strangely and said, “Brother, do you really don’t want to get married?”

The werewolf was frightened and angry, and he bullied the wolf too much. He roared angrily, his eyes were blood red, and his body expanded tenfold.

He instantly raised his spiritual weapon and slashed it down with a big sword. The terrifying power could split a mountain.

In the tribe, countless tribesmen looked in this direction in fear.

Who dares to anger the ancestor?

When Li Yuan saw this, his face turned cold, and he clenched his fist again, seven times in a row, and each time it exploded, shaking a hundred miles around. This was the Seven-turn Xuan Kong Fist, which is also one of the seventy-two unique skills of Bodhi Temple.

No spiritual weapon was used, but even so, the werewolf’s sword energy was still destroyed and his figure flew hundreds of miles.

Li Yuan’s mental power locked onto the werewolf, and he seemed to be about to kill him with one palm strike.

But the werewolf said quickly, “Brother, wait a minute, I am willing, I am willing to get married!”

The fight just now made him understand the gap between the two.

Completely crushed, he had no power to resist at all.

Without any hesitation, he took off his three storage bags and threw them at Li Yuan.

Li Yuan took it and with a glance of his mind, he knew that the werewolf was not playing any tricks.

However, there are only more than 300,000 spirit stones in the three storage bags.

Fortunately, with the addition of the spiritual weapon sword and other resources, we can barely scrape together a million worth of spiritual stones.

He was not greedy either. He collected the millions of fate and returned the remaining debris to the werewolf.

Looking at the werewolf, Li Yuan smiled lightly and said: “Yes, you and I are indeed destined. It would have been better if we had done this earlier. You have to struggle and ask for trouble! But there is one more thing. Call the other orcs in your tribe to form the core. I have a fate with them too!”

Since we have already formed a relationship, there is no reason to only marry one person.

Although the Yuanying monk is worth a lot, it is still far behind the wealth of the entire tribe.

When the werewolf heard this, his face suddenly darkened, but he dared not speak in anger.

He roared angrily, and with the blessing of spiritual power, his voice instantly spread throughout the tribe.

“All the orcs in the Dan formation stage, come here immediately. Anyone who disobeys the order will die!”

“My time is limited, I only have time for one stick of incense.”

Li Yuan reminded him kindly, but there was a hint of coercion in his words, as if he would take action again in the next moment.

The Nascent Soul Werewolf didn’t dare to hesitate and quickly sent a message: “Hurry up and give you half the time to burn the incense, otherwise our tribe will be in disaster.”

After half a stick of incense, Li Yuan turned around and left, disappearing into the distance in the form of a thunderous roar.

That Nascent Soul Werewolf is among many Core-forming wolvesWith the help of others, he stood up with a gloomy expression.

“Damn it, where did the devil come from!”

He was so cruel that he not only robbed him, but also didn’t let him go to the tribe to form elixirs.

However, the pill-forming orcs only relied on the help of their tribesmen to finally gather the fate of 100,000 yuan.

“Elder of the clan, what should we do now?”

A pill-forming orc asked, that was the spiritual stone he had saved for hundreds of years.

“Don’t act rashly yet, I’m going to the royal family for a visit!”

That person was very strong, but he believed that as long as a strong person from the royal family came forward, this person would definitely die.

By the way, this person is very likely to be the bald donkey of Buddhism. How hypocritical.

What kind of relationship? This is obviously robbery!

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Naturally, Li Yuan wouldn’t take it to heart about the werewolf’s subsequent actions.

He changed places from one shot to another, and in just three years, he became friends with more than a dozen Nascent Soul forces.

These Yuanying forces are not dominated by mid-stage Yuanying orcs, so they are easier to bully.

There were also orcs who resisted, but they soon succumbed to Li Yuan’s power.

At least they knew how to choose between life and spiritual stones.

As for the ones in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Li Yuan didn’t want to touch them. After all, he had too many storage bags on his body. If an accident happened, it would be a big loss.

And this also allowed those strong orcs to guess his approximate strength.

Many powerful orcs have secretly united and laid traps, waiting for Li Yuan to take the bait.

They were also jealous. After all, Li Yuan had befriended so many orcs, so his net worth must be frighteningly rich.

In a remote mountain col, Li Yuan restored his true energy to its peak state.

In his hand was a map of the distribution of forces in Northern Xinjiang.

Almost all the forces in the early stage of Nascent Soul have been patronized.

Today’s northern Xinjiang can be said to be in chaos. Someone gave him a famous name, the Fate Crazy Demon.

The Thirteen Royal Courts organized powerful sieges many times, but in the end not even Li Yuan’s shadow was found.

I don’t know if it was intentional or if there was really no trace.

On the contrary, there were imposters, and more than one of them was caught.

“We have to leave!”

If the Thirteen Royal Courts really want to close the net, it is probably about the same.

Li Yuan did not continue to act and quietly returned to Ziyang Mountain, but his deeds continued to be performed in northern Xinjiang.

The plan to go south has been postponed again and again because of the existence of the madman.

After all, the main force of the pill-forming orcs was befriended by Li Yuan, and their strength was reduced sharply. They were impoverished and had a slim chance of winning against the Eastern monks who had countless treasures.

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