The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Gu Changhuan returned to his residence, packed up his things casually, took a Zhengshen Pill and began to meditate.

His things are all in the storage artifact, and there is nothing to pack.

After Gu Changhuan refined the Righteous God Pill, he could clearly feel that his spiritual consciousness had grown a little stronger. Although it was very weak, it would be a considerable change if accumulated over time.

These days, he takes a Zhengshen Pill almost every half month, almost as frequently as the Bone Tempering Pill.

If others knew that he took pills so frequently, they would definitely think that he was crazy. After all, no matter how good the elixir is, it still contains erysipelas. You cannot take too much, otherwise it will block the meridians and affect your cultivation.

However, because Gu Changhuan had the Soul Tempering Plate, a killing weapon that could expel erysipelas, he only dared to be so unscrupulous in taking the elixir. Otherwise, he would not have dared to do so.

However, the benefits of doing so are obvious. Gu Changhuan's current spiritual consciousness is nearly one-tenth stronger than that of ordinary late-stage foundation-building monks. This is all due to the Zhengshen Pill.

On the other side, Gu Xuanzhan visited Fenghuo Taoist Master and Disciple again and told him his plan to go to Haoran Sect in three days.

The two naturally agreed without any objection.

Three days later, in the early morning, outside Jiuxifang City, a "carriage" sped toward the northwest.

"The speed of this magic weapon is too fast!"

Inside the "carriage", Gu Changhuan sighed as he looked at the rapidly retreating scenes on both sides of the window.

Taoist Fenghuo touched his long beard and couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

"Of course, this cloud-walking car is my proud work!

Moreover, the current cloud-riding car is not driven with all its strength.

If this cloud-walking car is driven with all its strength, the speed of this car can almost compete with that of a monk in the early stage of the Golden Core! "

"Compete with the Golden Core cultivator!"

This time, not only Gu Changhuan, but also Gu Xuanzhan was a little surprised. They looked at Taoist Fenghuo in disbelief.

After all, there is a difference between the Golden Core Stage and the Purple Mansion Stage. The Golden Core Stage monks are several times stronger than the Zifu Stage monks. If nothing else, let’s take the escape speed as an example:

It takes a month for a monk in the Zifu stage to go back and forth from the Jiuqi Mountains to Hengzhou. Even if he travels day and night, it will take nearly twenty days; while a monk in the Jindan stage can easily go there in seven days. back and forth.

The difference is self-evident.

Taoist Fenghuo enjoyed this look of surprise and admiration, and did not say the rest:

If the cloud-walking car is driven with all its strength, the speed of the cloud-walking car can indeed be compared with that of a Golden Core monk with a slower escape speed, but in that case, it will cause irreparable damage to the cloud-walking car.

Peng Liantian, who was controlling the cloud-walking car, snorted secretly in his heart:

What's the old man so proud of? It won't be long before I can refine such a magic weapon. And the magic weapon I refine by then will definitely not have the drawbacks of your cloud-walking car!

But even though he was thinking about it, he didn't say it out loud. After all, he still had to save some face for the old man in front of outsiders.

Peng Liantian thought to himself and sighed: There are really not many apprentices as considerate as the young master.

Then, Taoist Fenghuo talked about the great features of this cloud-walking vehicle, such as its built-in defense, integrated offense and defense, and the fact that the internal space is twice as large as that of ordinary flying magic weapons.

When he said this, his face was rosy and his eyes were bright, and his originally curved back became straight. It seemed that this cloud-riding car was indeed his proud work.

During this period, Gu Changhuan asked Taoist Fenghuo a few questions about weapon refining, and Taoist Fenghuo answered them all generously. ŴŴŴ.

Seeing that they were chatting enthusiastically, Peng Liantian, who was driving the cloud carriage, was not willing to be lonely. He would interject a few words from time to time, which made the whole journey lively.

After chatting for a long time, Gu Changhuan suddenly remembered something. He took out a storage bag and handed it to Peng Liantian and said:

"Fellow Daoist Peng, these are the spiritual stones obtained from the auction of your magical weapons. Take a look."

The day after the auction ended, Gu Changhuan took out all the spirit stones with the voucher, and naturally also took out Peng Liantian's share.

Peng Liantian glanced at the storage bag with his spiritual consciousness and said with some surprise:

"I can't tell that this casual cultivator from Qingzhou is quite wealthy!"

Gu Changhuan nodded and said:

"In recent times, many casual cultivators have entered the Qianlong Mountains to hunt monsters, and they have indeed become much richer."

Otherwise, the Gu family wouldn't have made so much money from this auction.

At this time, Taoist Fenghuo said:

"Although it is said that Qingzhou has only been established for a short period of time and has insufficient foundation, so it is difficult to compare with Hengzhou and Lanzhou, but I think the weather in Qingzhou is much better than these two states."

They came from Lanzhou, and met several waves of monks who wanted to kill people and seize treasures along the way. There were individuals and small groups, but those people were not very high in cultivation. The only ones with the highest cultivation level were those in the early stages of Zifu, who were killed by Taoist Fenghuo and others. Peng Liantian was beheaded by practicing his skills;

After entering the realm of Qingzhou, they never encountered any treasure-hunting monks, and they didn't hear any rumors about the Haoran Sect's bad reputation along the way. They all said that the Haoran Sect was fair in dealing with affiliated forces, even small foundation-building sects. The tribe is also very friendly.

Gu Xuanzhan nodded and said:

"The main reason is that Qingzhou is close to the Monster Clan. If everyone is discordant, life will be even more difficult.

Those who are capable and ambitious can go to the edge of Qingzhou to open up an industry. As long as they can hold on for a few years, the Haoran Sect will recognize it and provide certain support in some critical moments. "

Taoist Fenghuo was thoughtful after hearing this.

"Grandpa, according to the current speed of the Cloud Walker, how long will it take us to reach the Haoran Mountains?"

Gu Changhuan asked.

The Haoran Mountains he mentioned is where the Haoran Sect is located. It is said that the spiritual veins of the Haoran Mountains are of the fifth level and are the number one spiritual place in Qingzhou.

Gu Xuanzhan had been to Haoran Sect several times and was quite familiar with the road. He looked out the window and replied:

"Although this cloud-walking car is not running at full speed, according to the current speed, it will only take about four days to reach the Haoran Mountains."

Four days is just a moment to a cultivator.

Four days later.

Haoran Zong Yingke Peak.

Lan Wenwen, an outer disciple of the Haoran Sect, was patrolling at his old place outside Yingke Peak as usual.

"When we take a rest this time, why not go to Haoranfang City with Senior Brother Hong.

Then I took Senior Brother Hong to Yucuifang. The girl Sheer from Yucuifang was particularly talkative every time she saw Senior Brother Hong. In this case, it would be easier to negotiate the price of the second-level high-grade magic weapon he was interested in;

Moreover, as soon as he mentioned going to Yucuifang, Senior Brother Hong, who never liked to go out, agreed very readily. He knew that Senior Brother Hong was also interested in Miss Sheer.

Taking Senior Brother Hong with him will make it easier for him to get close to Miss She'er; it will also make it easier for him to buy magical weapons by himself, killing two birds with one stone! "

While inspecting the place, Lan Wenwen thought to himself: Maybe we can even make a happy marriage!

Just as Lan Wenwen was getting more and more happy when he thought about it, the auras of three Zifu monks suddenly came from the southeast.