Pagoda Immortality

The wooden sword was half a foot long and two fingers wide. The gray sword was mixed with blue lines that looked like thunder.

However, it was very rough, as if it had just been chopped out.

"Old carved thunder wood! How could there be old carved thunder wood in this mortal world..." As soon as the sword appeared, the origin spirit screamed as if it had seen something extremely terrifying.

"This is not something you should care about!"

Lu Li smiled sinisterly, and at the same time, with a lightning-like sword, he stabbed into his rotten thigh!

"Ah! Ah! No...!"

This sword went down and accurately pierced into the ball of origin blood.

Suddenly, the wooden sword flashed with lightning, and there was a popping sound on Lu Li's leg. The origin spirit, which was already at the end of its strength, could not resist and let out a series of shrill cries.

Lu Li held the sword in one hand to suppress the spirit of origin, and formed a spell with the other hand, muttering something in his mouth. The light mirror became fierce again, and countless obscure runes surged down.

Three breaths, no breath, ten breaths... thirty breaths!

The spirit of origin could no longer hold on, and a "pop!" sound suddenly came from the origin of the devil, accompanied by a burst of green smoke, and the screams stopped abruptly!

But Lu Li did not let go, but continued to drive the light spell to wash the group of devil origin.

Then, something that frightened Lu Li happened.

He found that the spirit of origin had indeed disappeared, but the devil origin had no intention of retreating.

The fierce power of the light spell and the old wood of the carved thunder not only failed to cause any impact on the devil origin, but made his right leg more and more dilapidated.

In just a moment, his right leg had many white bones exposed, and on these exposed bones, there were also cracks.

He had no doubt that if he continued like this, his right leg would definitely be broken, and he would be unable to do anything about the devil's origin.

Lu Li hesitated for a moment, then put away the wooden sword and the mirror of light.

There was no other way. If there was any hope, he would not let the devil's origin stay in his body, but with his means, it was really difficult to deal with it.

But what happened next made Lu Li shudder instantly.

He had just put away the wooden sword and the mirror of light, and the origin shrank and turned directly into a thumb-sized dark red blood bead, which rushed into his mind.

However, just when Lu Li shouted that he was going to die.

The dark red origin magic bead suddenly stopped at the door of the temple, quietly motionless, as if looking at the primordial spirit inside.

Then, something incredible happened.

The Yuanshen, who was originally sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and then the nine-colored stream of light on his body turned, and a nine-colored light ball flew out, naturally wrapping the origin magic bead in it.

All this seemed to be done by Lu Li, and it seemed to be done by the Yuanshen himself. Everything seemed very strange, and it seemed to be an instinct.

At the same time, Lu Li had an epiphany that came from nowhere in his mind. This nine-colored light ball could block the secrets of heaven, making it impossible for people to discover the existence of the origin magic bead.

Lu Li was a little dazed. His Yuanshen light ball could block the secrets of heaven?

What should I do by blocking the secrets of heaven?

Why should I protect the origin of the devil that is despised by all races and not liked by all living beings?

"Boss, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

At this time, Jianpi's voice suddenly sounded in Lu Li's ears, pulling his thoughts back.

Lu Li shook his head: "No, nothing."

Jianpi looked at Lu Li's rotten calf and the eerie white bones in the bloody hole on his thigh, swallowed his saliva and said: "You, are you still okay after all this?"

At this time, Mingyue also slowly moved over, secretly frightened and said: "Yes, you are too miserable. Don't you humans have all kinds of elixirs? Take a few quickly."

Lu Li looked at his right foot. At this time, the black air had completely disappeared, leaving only a layer of broken rotten meat. He sighed secretly: "This kind of injury, I'm afraid it can't be solved by ordinary elixirs. I have to go back and find someone to help."

As Lu Li said, he took out a dagger and slowly cut his leg.

Accompanied by a series of crackling sounds, pieces of rotten meat fell to the ground.

Mingyue suddenly felt a little nauseous and turned away from Lu Li.

Jianpi didn't think anything, and even squatted down, tore open the trouser legs of Lu Li's inner pants, and helped clean the rotten meat on his thigh.

Lu Li no longer felt any pain. It was only when he cleaned the lower part and touched the intact flesh at the base of the thigh that he felt a piercing pain.

He cast a spell to seal the meridians around the intact flesh, and carefully cleaned the entire right leg, leaving only a white bone as white as jade and full of cracks.

Then he took out a piece of white cloth to wrap up the right leg, put on a robe and shoes, and then sighed speechlessly: "Oh! What a bad luck!"

Jianpi and Mingyue could see that Lu Li was in a bad mood, and they were silent.

Mingyue didn't understand human thoughts, but she was very grateful to Lu Li for saving her from the dark and deep lake. Although she was now controlled by others, the guys in the mysterious medicine garden were very interesting.

Since her mother passed away, she has been very lonely, until she met that chatterbox, that silly big guy, and that beautiful but very bad-tempered little girl.

All this was given by the human in front of her.

The moment she learned that she had left Blue Moon Lake, she no longer hated Lu Li. Now seeing Lu Li's miserable state, she even felt a little sympathy.

She thought for a while and said, "Don't you still have to collect resources from the Wood Spirit Clan? I'll take you with me?"

"Okay."

Lu Li did not refuse. He flashed to Mingyue and sat cross-legged. He looked at Jianpi and said, "You can come with me, so you can help me."

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Eastern Spirit Continent, Lotus Realm, Taiyou Forest.

It's the first month of the year again.

Shu Heng has been a little depressed recently. Every few hours of meditation, he stood up and paced back and forth, staring at the altar in the pit and sighing.

The old man named Boyang next to him didn't dare to touch this bad luck. He could only pretend not to see it and sat cross-legged under a big tree, motionless.

"Why haven't you come out yet? Didn't they say the battle is over? It's already the tenth year. If you don't come out, it will be too late." Shu Heng stared at the central altar and muttered to himself.

This is the tenth year since the secret realm was opened.

Although the reception array can last for several months, the secret realm is unstable. It may not disappear at the end of the ten years. Sometimes it will retreat in advance.

If the secret realm retreats in advance, even if the reception array is open, it will be useless...