Seeking the Way of Immortality

This ‘Ice Light Shield’ modified by Dugu Yan can be used not only by her but also by Wu Zheng. Moreover, when Wu Zheng uses it, its power is stronger than that of Dugu Yan. After all, Wu Zheng has comprehended the state of mind of ice for a long time and is quite skilled in using it.

However, it is only a matter of time for Dugu Yan to catch up with Wu Zheng. After all, Dugu Yan has advantages that Wu Zheng does not have.

“How did you get?”

“I think with about three more resentful spirits, my consciousness can be completely liquefied.”

“I am not bad either. Recently, my consciousness has become more and more pure, and it has also increased a lot.”

“What a pity! You can’t practice the Soul Devouring Art, otherwise you can also break through here.”

“It’s okay, it’s just that the opportunity has not come yet, don’t worry about it.” Dugu Yan said with a faint smile.

“Hehe, that’s right. Let’s go!”

After Wu Zheng finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.

Shortly after Wu Zheng and his companions left, in the center of the palace, where the blood-colored light column existed, magic weapons suddenly shot out. At the beginning, a low-level magic weapon was shot out every hour, and then gradually higher-grade magic weapons were shot out, including swords, spears, halberds, various strange magic tools, elixirs, talismans, secret books, etc.

This caused a group of cultivators hiding in the dark to come out from the dark and join the fight.

"Humph, this flaming knife is mine, what are you going to do?" a young cultivator shouted.

"It's yours. Is your name written on it?"

"You...."

"What do you mean by you? I said it's mine, so you still have a temper?"

"Brother, forget it! Don't you see that they are wearing the clothes of the Sword Sect? We casual cultivators can't compete with them for things!" An older cultivator persuaded.

The young cultivator was startled, and then turned and left.

"Look, that's an inner armor, it's actually a spiritual treasure." A cultivator shouted and flew forward.

"Brother, that's a lady's inner armor, you must snatch it for me." A beautiful young female cultivator said to the cultivator beside her with a sweet smile.

"Don't worry, sister, I'll see who dares to snatch our things from the Sword Sect." After speaking, he flew forward.

The domineering nature of the Sword Sect can be seen. It was obviously an unknown thing, but in his mouth it instantly became the private property of the Sword Sect. For a time, many cultivators dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

However, just because someone did not dare, it does not mean that all people did not dare.

Wu Zheng fluttered his wings and appeared next to the inner armor in a flash. He was the first to arrive after being attacked, and put the inner armor into the storage ring, not giving the inner armor a chance to resist, let alone the cultivators who were fighting for it a chance to get close.

"Wu Zheng, what are you going to do? Are you going to be an enemy of the Sword Sect?" The male cultivator shouted fiercely, and a sword energy flew out of his hand and threw it at Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng snorted coldly, swung his purple spear, and dispersed the sword energy. He said, "Even if Li Fei from the Sword Sect was here, he wouldn't dare to say such a thing. You are just a peak Jindan cultivator. Can you represent the Sword Sect?"

Wu Zheng's rhetorical question made the cultivator blush.

The wind wings behind Wu Zheng fluttered, and he appeared beside Dugu Yan in a flash, attracting the whispers of a group of cultivators.

The two of them didn't care at all. Wu Zheng took out the inner armor, handed it to Dugu Yan, and said, "Refine the inner armor quickly. I'm afraid there will be disputes here."

Dugu Yan didn't pretend to be hypocritical. She took the inner armor from Wu Zheng's hand, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to refine the inner armor. Needless to say, with Wu Zheng by her side, no one could hurt her unless Wu Zheng died.

Wang Jiuming, Li Fei and others arrived at this time. The female cultivator was flirting with the male cultivator. When she saw Li Fei coming, she immediately ran up, grabbed Li Fei's arm and said coquettishly: "Uncle, you have to make the decision for me!"

Before Li Fei understood, the female cultivator's tears were already rolling in her eyes, so Li Fei said helplessly: "Who dares to bully my Tingting? Tell me?"

The female cultivator pointed to where Wu Zheng and Dugu Yan were and said: "Uncle, it's them."

"What's going on?" The male cultivator in the Jindan period immediately stepped forward and told him what had just happened.

Li Fei looked gloomy, said nothing, and looked at Wu Zheng coldly.

Wu Zheng was not to be outdone, staring directly at Li Fei, not caring about his angry eyes. Shui Muyang just came to the center at this time, and fought directly beside Wu Zheng, saying: "What? Taking advantage of my absence, you want to bully my lineage of casual cultivators. This is not the behavior of a great cultivator!" "Shui Muyang, this is none of your business. This is the business of the Sword Sect and Wu Zheng. What does it have to do with you?" "Hehe, old monster Li, if the younger generation fights, I Shui Muyang won't say a word. If a Yuanying cultivator intervenes, my lineage of casual cultivators is not easy to bully." At this time, another stream of light flew out from the center. It was a magic sword. The cultivator of the Sword Sect flew up again. With Li Fei in charge, no one would challenge the dignity of the Sword Sect at this juncture. Shui Muyang did not speak, and let the cultivator of the Sword Sect take it. Wu Zheng just guarded by Dugu Yan's side, not even looking at the movements around him, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Cultivators kept coming from all directions, and the small place was instantly filled with countless cultivators. Wu Zheng turned a deaf ear to all this. Liu Suifeng and Feixue arrived one after another, and a group of cultivators from the Demon Cult also appeared shortly after Feixue. At this time, Dugu Yan had completely refined the inner armor and put it on.

The inner armor is a low-level spiritual treasure. After Duguyan refines it, it can be worn on the body at any time. The inner armor is just a thin thread. It weighs nothing when worn on the body. There is no need to take off clothes. Just a thought can do it. Put on or take off the inner armor, when you have nothing to do, just use it to warm your Dantian, and put it on again when fighting.

Lingbao is different from magic weapon. It is very miraculous. It already contains a trace of weapon spirit. It is much more advanced than magic weapon in every aspect. Moreover, as long as the magic weapon reaches the level of Lingbao, it can grow, but the growth process is very slow. Moreover, it requires monks to spend a lot of time to cultivate and devour countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures. The higher the grade of the same magic weapon, the greater the power it emits. This is also the reason why monks pursue higher-grade magic weapons.

Just because Wu Zheng and others didn't speak, it didn't mean that others didn't speak.

Xie Meng took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Are you asking whether Jian Zong wants to make enemies of all the monks here?"

One sentence directly pushed Wenjian Sect to the forefront.

"What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist? Could it be that you want to cause a war between the two sects?" A monk from the Wenjian Sect who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul said displeasedly.

Xie Meng is a demonic monk. He never buys the honor of the orthodox sect, and he has a short temper. He immediately got angry after hearing this: "Shut your fucking mouth, you are always provoking you to ask the sword sect and trigger a war between the two sects. You can fucking represent the Wenjian Sect! If you can, I will destroy you right now and take away the name of the Wenjian Sect, you are a fucking piece of shit.”

The few words he said left all the monks of Wenjian Sect speechless. Demonic monks stood behind Xie Meng one after another. As long as Xie Meng said a word, they would risk their lives. Perhaps these were the so-called demonic monks.

The right way and the evil way are nothing more than ways of doing things!

If the heart is toward good, it is righteous; if the heart is toward evil, it is evil! Wu Zheng and Dugu Yan stood aside with smiles on their lips.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, how are you treating me?" Li Fei asked in a deep voice.

"It's not about how I treat you, but what you want Jian Zong to do?" Xie Meng said quietly.

"Fellow Taoist, how about this? I ask the Sword Sect not to monopolize the treasures here, but everyone can do it according to their own abilities, okay?" Li Fei said with a smile. He also knew that the He Wenjian Sect could not be the only one here, even if all the righteous monks here stood together. After all, there were still casual cultivators, demon sects, Buddhists and others.

Some things are just fine, but going too far is not good for anyone!