Pagoda Immortality

In addition to many ancient inscriptions on the altar, there are eight half-foot high cylinders evenly protruding around it. The cylinders are hollow and also covered with inscriptions. I don’t know what their function is.

Xuan Miaozi held an ancient book in his hand and walked slowly around the altar. From time to time, he looked at the altar and the ancient book in his hand. It seemed to be a real comparison.

After a while, he squatted down in the east and gently wiped an inscription on it with his hand.

Soon, a hole the size of a little finger appeared in the center of the inscription. Xuan Miaozi looked at the ancient book in his hand again, and then slowly drove the true essence and injected it into the hole.

As the true essence was slowly injected, several inscriptions around began to flash with a faint light, but there was no reaction at all in the distance.

Xuan Miaozi frowned slightly, his expression became cautious, and the true essence power in his hand also turned into a thin thread-like silk.

After a while, the next inscription finally lit up slowly like the previous inscription.

Xuan Miaozi looked slightly relieved, but beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and he looked exhausted.

He sat cross-legged to recover for a while, and then, as before, condensed his true essence into a thread, and continued to flow into the altar through the small hole...

This went on and on for more than four months.

On this day, Xuan Miaozi took a long breath, slowly stood up, and then walked up to the altar, took out the middle-grade spirit stones, and threw them into the hollow cylinders around the altar one by one.

These eight seemingly small cylinders, Xuan Miaozi invested more than four million middle-grade spirit stones. It seems that there should be Xumi runes in the cylinders, otherwise, it is impossible to accommodate so many spirit stones.

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Miaozi retreated from the altar and came to the north of the altar. He slowly formed a spell and pointed at one of the inscriptions and said: "Start!"

In an instant, the altar trembled slightly, and the inscriptions lit up one after another.

Weng!!!

Just when all the inscriptions were shining brightly, a dull humming sound suddenly came from the altar!

Then, a yellow light column was projected from the center of the altar.

In the light column, various runes flickered, looking extremely mysterious.

Xuan Miaozi was excited, put away the spell, walked to the edge of the altar, grabbed a knob and turned it gently, and stopped when it turned to the direction of the word "south".

Then he looked at it and flew into the light column without hesitation, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The light column continued to shine for about a quarter of an hour, and then slowly dimmed.

On the other side, Dayun, Futai City.

Futai City is located in the central and eastern part of Dayun, and the Lost Forest is two million miles away in the southeast.

Like Ningzhi City, Futai City also has a history of more than ten thousand years. The city is ancient and huge, with a permanent population of tens of millions. People who practice cultivation account for about half of the permanent population. Although most of them are low-level cultivators, they are also quite remarkable.

However, Futai City, which should have been bustling and prosperous, was not very peaceful during this period.

The Demon-Slaying Alliance occupied the entire East City and ordered all practitioners in the city to join the Demon-Slaying Alliance, otherwise they would be treated as members of the Demon Sect.

In addition, a joint responsibility system was implemented, with ten people in a team. If one of them defected, the entire team would be punished for the crime of condoning the traitor. For a time, there were complaints in Futai City.

However, after seeing some leaders being killed on the spot, everyone calmed down and no one dared to be the first to stand out.

After these casual practitioners joined the Demon-Slaying Army, they would be sent out within half a month. As for where they went in the end, few people knew.

This day, mid-February.

Four streams of light flew from the sky and landed on the official road outside the west gate of Futai City. A closer look revealed that they were two thin middle-aged men, a middle-aged strong man, and a young man in white.

The young man in white was Lu Li who had rushed back from Moyun Gorge. As for the other three, they were Li Chenfeng, Qiu Yunbai and Niu Dazhuang, who were known as the Three Owls of Linggu.

As for why they came together, it was actually due to fate.

When Lu Li was in a hurry, he passed a place called Linggu and happened to see these three people being surrounded by the people of the Demon-Slaying Alliance. Lu Li thought that Li Chenfeng and Qiu Yunbai were of good character, so he rescued them.

He remembered that Wei Yue had asked him to help the Blood Moon Alliance find some talents, but he didn't get anyone this time, so he suggested that the three people go with him.

The three people were being hunted by the people of the Demon-Slaying Alliance, and Lu Li rescued them. Hearing this, he agreed without thinking.

Lu Li was going to go back to the Lost Forest directly, but the three people said they wanted to find a place to sell their resources in exchange for some spirit stones, so Lu Li brought the three people here.

Because according to the map, this Futai City is the last big city in this direction leading to the Lost Forest. The other small cities may not have branches of the Longxuan Chamber of Commerce.

After a slight pause, Lu Li called the three people to walk towards the city gate.

"Sir, this is not right."

While walking, Li Chenfeng, the boss of the Three Heroes of Linggu, suddenly frowned.

"I know."

Lu Li said lightly, and continued to walk forward and stood behind a shorter team.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Niu Dazhuang scratched his head and asked Li Chenfeng in confusion.

However, Li Chenfeng rolled his eyes at him, did not give him any explanation, and directly chased Lu Li.

On the other hand, the second brother Qiu Yunbai shook his head and said, "Third brother, when will your brain be bright? Haven't you noticed that there are so many teams, but there is not even one cultivator in them?"

"No way!"

Niu Dazhuang was stunned, and then he released his spiritual sense to explore a circle, then his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly followed.

The team walked very fast, and it was Lu Li's turn not long after. The guard grabbed the certificate in Lu Li's hand without saying a word, but after a glance, the guard suddenly said with surprise: "Are you a casual cultivator?"

"Is there any problem?" Lu Li frowned.

"Hehe, no problem! But you can't go in for the time being, wait here for a while."

The guard looked a little excited, and while speaking, he took out a sound transmission jade and quickly said: "Commander Ji, I have a casual cultivator here, please come over."

"Sir?"

Hearing this, Li Chenfeng behind him narrowed his eyes slightly and asked Lu Li secretly through sound transmission.

Lu Li shook his head and said, "No hurry, let's see what's going on first, then we can talk."

After hearing what Lu Li said, Li Chenfeng didn't say much, and just waited quietly, and the secular mortals behind their team also went somewhere else.

About half a minute later, a young man in a purple robe ran to the city gate.

Seeing the young man in purple robe, the guard couldn't help but look happy, and hurriedly greeted him, saying flatteringly: "Commander Ji, these are the three people, you see..."