longevity road trip

Zhang Shiping looked at the spirit insect for a long time alone in the cave hall, and then took a few drops of blood from its body and kept it in a jade bottle.This phantom locust is different from human beings, its blood is some light blue and almost transparent viscous liquid.In the past, he used the eggs of phantom locusts to produce the phantom poison, but now he needs to wait two or three months to get the eggs, so he simply took a look to see if the body fluid of the spirit insects had the same effect.

Then he urged his natal magic weapon, Qingshuang Sword and Yanyun Wanling Pagoda, to leave deep or shallow sword wounds and impact marks on the phantom locust carapace with various forces.

Judging from the Phantom Phantom Locust's injuries, he also determined the limit that the spirit insects could generally bear.

After doing this, Zhang Shiping waited for the phantom locust to rest and eat. After recovering from these injuries, he manipulated different low-level spells of the five elements, casting spells on it one after another, or burning the earth to cover it, or pinching the vines and so on. All the methods have been tried.

Zhang Shiping is a monk with the three spiritual roots of wood, fire, and earth. He doesn't have a deep study of metal, water, thunder, wind, ice and other spells, so he can't cast those middle-level or even high-level spells, but even if he knows these, he won't go like this Do.After all, Zhang Shiping still doesn't lack a mere golden pill in the early stage of the big demon.

But even so, after this action, Zhang Shiping also had a more detailed understanding of the Phantom Locust.

Fortunately, these near-abuse incidents were not seen by Bai Qi, otherwise the kitten would probably avoid Zhang Shiping in the next few days.

Zhang Shiping walked out of the worm room, and was about to try to remove the blood of the phantom locust that had been left still.

At this time, he looked out of the valley, stretched out his hand and made a move, and the sound transmission jade slip flew into the palm of his hand.

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Chapter 649

Zhang Shiping looked at the imprint left on the jade slip, and felt a little puzzled in his heart, secretly thinking: "I haven't contacted him for seven or eighty years, why did Hai Dafu send a letter to me today?"

Ever since he learned that this person was the demon soul in Nanwu Secret Realm, Zhang Shiping has kept a distance from this person all these years.

Of course, this kind of thing has nothing to do with this person's nature, but Zhang Shiping doesn't care too much no matter which devil soul monk wins the Xuanji Hehun, because it doesn't benefit him at all.But he, a Jindan cultivator, even if he has reached the late stage of cultivation, but if he gets involved in this matter rashly, he will be remembered by those high-ranking cultivators, and he may cause disaster one day!

Besides, Hai Dafu has been in the Tonghai Trading Company for so many years, working for the Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Human Race, Monster Race, and Sea Race behind the firm. Zhang Shiping does not believe that these True Monarchs will really not know him for more than a hundred years. identity?As for who these real monarchs are, Zhang Shiping is not quite sure, but he still knows that Xuanyuanzong is Patriarch Jifeng.

Holding the jade slips, Zhang Shiping walked on the plank road between the mountain walls. After thinking for a while, he urged his spiritual consciousness to read what was said inside.

After counting.

Zhang Shiping withdrew his divine thoughts, his face was a little strange, he thought Hai Dafu would say something, but when he took a look, there were thousands of words in it, but from the beginning to the middle, what he said was just like small talk Afterwards, he said that Zhang Shiping loves tea and good tea, and he wrote a piece of unnamed elixir that he found recently, praising the unique refining method of this elixir, which is actually made from ordinary tea leaves. The supplementary medicine is also a common thing, but the panacea is extremely extraordinary.If you soak it in Lingquan ice water and wait for a stick of incense, the taste of the spiritual liquid obtained will be more flavorful than other teas.

At the end of the jade slip, Hai Dafu wrote a few more polite words that he hoped he could be a guest.

After reading the jade slips from the beginning to the end, Zhang Shiping shook his head, and looked at the side carefully again. After putting it down, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, wondering what kind of medicine Haidafu was selling in his gourd?

Now, Jindan monks like him have started retreating for several years or even decades at a time, besides, it is only ten years before the period of Xuanji's soul fusion, and Hai Dafu's life as a demon soul also only has ten years left For a while, he didn't think about how to improve his self-cultivation and break through the Nascent Soul, but talked about these arty trifles, Zhang Shiping felt extremely unreasonable when he thought about it.

If Hai Dafu fails to conceive a baby, then when the due date arrives, he will die and die without the need for other demon souls to do anything.

Unless this person feels that there is no hope in sight now, that he can't fight Yu Xing or other demon souls at all, then he should just give up on himself.

Zhang Shiping walked slowly along the plank road towards the bottom of the valley, thinking about all kinds of things.

Suddenly he frowned, picked up the jade slip in his hand, put it between his brows and looked at it intently, after a full ten breaths, his face became a little cloudy and uncertain.

"It must be done, come quickly." Zhang Shiping summoned through voice transmission.

As soon as the voice fell, only one or two breaths later, a figure appeared on the top of a distant mountain, flying towards Zhang Shiping.

The distance was only more than ten miles, Zhang Bixing drove the huge wine gourd, and within a short while, he came to Zhang Shiping.

When Zhang Bixing was still in the air, he jumped from the wine gourd onto the plank road on the mountain wall, and then the gourd shrank.

Then he took a wine gourd in his hand, walked quickly to Zhang Shiping, and said respectfully, "Old Ancestor, what are your orders?"

"Go to the Buddhist scripture pavilion in your clan, and get all the original prescriptions and improved prescriptions of the first- and second-order pills. You don't have to rush, stay as you used to go back Come back every hour, just take your time. Remember all the prescriptions in the Sutra Pavilion, don't miss anything!" Zhang Shiping instructed.

"Understood, I'll go get it right away." Zhang Bixing nodded in response.

"Go!" Zhang Shiping said with a wave.

Zhang Bixing bowed and saluted, then threw the wine gourd in his hand into the air, the gourd was good at facing the wind, he jumped up immediately, and the imperial weapon flew towards Chongling Mountain.

Zhang Shiping didn't go back to the bottom of the valley to practice at all, he turned back and went up to the stone pavilion on the top of the mountain, while waiting for Bi Xing to fetch the alchemy from the Sutra Pavilion, while holding Hai Dafu's sound transmission jade slip, Close your eyes and think about things.

Time passed little by little.

Until the setting sun was setting, a middle-aged monk in black clothes sat cross-legged on a half-foot-long yellow wine gourd, holding a cup of wine in his hand, sipping slowly, his eyes a little drunk.After flying all the way, he simply dispelled the aura cover of the magical weapon that shielded the wind, propped himself up, stood up a little shaky, drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and then threw it down without looking at it.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zhang Bixing simply tore off his clothes, exposed his breasts, and lay down on the floor.He just lay on the gourd like this, looked at the white clouds in the sky, saw that the Green Fire Valley was less than seventy or eighty miles away, and the speed of Feidun immediately slowed down.

He just lay on the wine gourd like this, staring at the white clouds in the sky with dazed eyes, and took out a bottle of spiritual wine from the storage bag, took a few gulps, and then threw it away casually.The wine bottle fell from a high altitude and landed in the forest, just hitting a rock, with a 'bang', like a silver bottle breaking.

"Comfortable, comfortable, this is how people live. The ancestors are too. It's okay to live like an ascetic monk. Why did you keep me in the valley? How long has it been? The good times of decades After this, I feel really uncomfortable!" Zhang Bixing didn't care, instead he laughed loudly, and then shouted loudly, but when he said the word "Old Ancestor", the voice behind him became quieter again, as if he was afraid It was the same as being heard by Zhang Shiping.

During the flight, the wind howled, and the extremely strong aroma of wine on Zhang Bixing's body disappeared with the wind.

About [-] to [-] miles away from the Green Fire Valley, Zhang Bixing stood up like a carp, stopped quickly, quickly suppressed the alcohol smell from his body, and condensed a mirror of water, facing him, he quickly arranged the clothes on his body, No longer the romantic and uninhibited appearance just now!

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged on the gourd, pinched his two fingers, and softly said the word "disease".

The speed of the wine gourd's flying escape suddenly increased a lot, and it flew towards the Qinghuo Valley quickly, and it traveled twenty or thirty miles in a short time, and flew into the formation of the Qinghuo Valley.

And in the forest where Zhang Bixing lost the wine bottle, two monks in black were walking side by side. One of them bent down and picked up a piece of white porcelain fragment of the wine bottle, which was smaller than a fingernail. He said regretfully: "It's a waste to throw away the good Wuhua Baiyu wine like this."

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Chapter 650 Aristocratic Family, Casual Cultivators

The black-clothed monk threw away the broken porcelain in his hand, sniffed the long-lasting mellow wine fragrance around him, and said with a sneer: "Based on the price a few days ago, one tael of this Wuhua white jade wine is 72 yuan Lingshi, the smell of wine here is so strong, this fellow Zhang family threw away a 200 yuan spirit stone. Fellow Daoist Huang, you said that you and I are also foundation-building cultivators, but why is there such a big difference?"

"Would fellow Daoist Yue Yue not be able to drink this wine?" The fellow Daoist Huang in this population responded coldly.

This person's face is quite stern, his eyebrows are always inadvertently frowned, and he looks slightly bitter. He looked into the distance, and after a while, he stretched out his hand, and there were several yellow wings that were smaller than fingernails. The worm fell into his hand from the air.

"Before tasting this kind of fine wine, I have to fast and bathe for three days, and then call two or three friends before going to the Wuhua Baiyu Tower. How can I drink alone if I have wine without friends? But the most important thing is that sometimes I run fast, and they have to pay for the drink once or twice." Yue Feng laughed loudly.

It's just that when he said this, the monk surnamed Huang ignored him, but put the yellow-winged flying insects in his hand to his ears, listened carefully to their chirping, and heard Yue Feng's voice getting louder. Raise your hand to signal him to be quiet!

However, Yue Feng didn't seem to understand, instead he leaned forward.

The monk surnamed Huang frowned, stepped lightly on the ground with the toe of his right foot, then stepped back a few feet away, then stared at the other party with a full face, and said in a cold voice: "Fellow Daoist Yue, you and I should keep a little distance." Well done, you and I know very well what kind of person you are. Huang doesn't want to be like those of your friends, and they changed in a short time!"

"What is the meaning of Taoist Huang, I really don't understand. You said that the feet grow on them, how can I control where they are going? If they leave, then I can't stop making other fellow Taoists, right?" Yue Mou doesn't want that Daoist Zhang to be a six-year-old man after retreating. If that's the case, I will be smothered to death! Fellow Daoist Huang, you said that if I were that fellow Daoist Zhang, I would have been imprisoned in the valley by that old monster for decades , I'm afraid I'm going to go crazy, but luckily!" Yue Feng said with a sneer.

"So you know the language of insects." Cultivator surnamed Huang took a deep look at Yue Feng and said with a frown.

What Yue Feng said was exactly what the monk surnamed Huang had heard from the flying insects just now.The spirituality of these flying insects is not very high, even after a lot of training, they can't clearly and accurately express the information they have heard, so he can only use a few flying insects to sum up the meanings they want to express. , will be more accurate.

"Slightly understand, slightly understand!" Yue Feng smiled, lowered the palm of his hand, pressed it lightly a few times, and said with a humble expression on his face.

"To know is to know, to understand is to understand, pretending to be a gesture." Cultivator surnamed Huang snorted coldly, and then continued:

"You don't need to think too much about whether this can be suffocated to death. It's not that good! What kind of family is the Zhang family, and where is the Green Fire Valley? The blessed land of condensing machine. You said those families in Binhai City who practiced in Binhai City, each of them has an unknown number of fleets and caravans traveling between Cangguyang and Nanzhou. How much? Besides, the stores opened by these aristocratic families in various large cities, or in overseas heavy islands, may have a lot of income every day. Let’s not talk about these, let’s talk about this Green Fire Valley. Look, except Tianfengzhen In Tianfeng Mountain where you are, is there any place of fire spirit in Binhai City that can surely surpass it? If you and I can practice in such a good place, I don’t know how many spirit stones we can save in a year. If you are stagnant at all, why come out and fight to death for these few spirit stones, do you really feel that fighting skills are exciting and can benefit my cultivation?"

"That's somewhat reasonable. Under such favorable conditions, it's no wonder that there are such extravagant and wasteful people as that fellow daoist Zhang, who doesn't even pay attention to good wine with more than a hundred spirit stones, and throws it away! "Yue Feng sighed.However, there was some disdain in the tone.

Fellow Taoist surnamed Huang also heard it, but didn't say anything more.This fellow Daoist Yue was born as a casual cultivator, and his status in the secular world is probably not a child of an aristocratic family like him, otherwise this person would not be secretly jealous!

Regardless of whether it is the secular world or the world of cultivating immortals, as long as it is an aristocratic family, there are people who play and waste in the family, but more of them are those who are silent and extremely difficult.The education these people have received since they were young is far superior to casual cultivators like them. The exercises they practice and the instruments they use are all carefully selected.

But back then, whether it was magic weapon or kung fu, he used it as soon as he could, how could he dare to dislike it in the slightest?

There is really no choice!

If it wasn't for his better luck, he had a little chance at the beginning, and entered the world of cultivating immortals from the ordinary world, and later, between several lives and deaths, he earned and grabbed the cultivation resources, and staggered to the current stage of foundation establishment.It's just that at the current state, it is difficult for him to improve his cultivation. At this time, if he wants to join the sect, the Jindan sect dare not accept him, and the Yuanying sect only wants to treat him like a thug, and use him to death.

Therefore, in desperation, he could only rely on some Nascent Soul and Golden Core families, so that he would be freer, as long as he sometimes helped these families do things secretly in exchange for some precious medicines, and at other times he would just go out and wait for them. Roaming, no one will restrain you!

Hearing what cultivator surnamed Huang said, Yue Feng let out a groan, but he didn't take a few steps before suddenly asking:

"However, Fellow Daoist Huang, I still don't understand why we stopped here. The superior wanted us to follow that man named Zhang Bixing and find out what he did. It's not good for us to stop like this. It's a business trip. You know that the Green Fire Valley is still more than seventy miles away, could it be that the old monster of the Zhang family is really so powerful that he can find us from such a long distance?"

"Fellow Daoist Yue, I don't know if you're just pretending to be stupid, but maybe you don't know that these real people are seventy or eighty miles away with a single sweep of their spiritual sense. If you want to go over again, then go there by yourself, don't take me with you That's it! And check whether your underground core worm is too close." The monk surnamed Huang's face was heavy, and his figure suddenly retreated, and on the way back, several streamers of light flew out from his sleeve , fiercely shot towards that Yuefeng.

At the same time, a bloody light suddenly shot up from the ground, and it happened to collide with several streams of light inspired by the monk surnamed Huang in the air.

With a puff, when the two collided together, a cloud of blood mist exploded and filled the air.

A few flying knives flew upside down from the blood mist. When the monk surnamed Huang saw the bumps on the flying knives, which were black, he looked at Yue Feng with a face full of evil spirits.

But just as the two of them made another move, they suddenly let out a cold snort, and a monk with a bronze mask suddenly appeared between them.

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Chapter 651 Drinking

Seeing the bronze-masked monk, the expressions of the two foundation-building monks changed, and there was a bit of fear in their eyes. Although the anger in their hearts had not disappeared, it was difficult to make another move.

"Where do you two want to be here? Do you want to die here?" The bronze monk shouted coldly.

"Then you have to ask this fellow Daoist Yue, Huang is only out of self-protection." The monk surnamed Huang said with a livid face. He held several short blades in his hand, and these short blades were already It was full of potholes, and the most serious one even had a hole the size of a little finger. It was pierced through and lost its spirituality. It was regarded as a pile of scrap copper and scrap iron.

"What Huang Daoyou said about self-protection is really nice. It's okay to make a sudden attack. You still want to beat me up now. I'm afraid you'll dig out your heart. It's all black. If it weren't for me The spirit worm just happened to block your five poisonous flying blades, and now I am the one who is broken into three or four pieces on the ground. Fellow Taoist, you must never trust such treacherous and cunning people!" Yue Feng said angrily Said.

At the feet of the bronze-masked cultivator, there were several pieces of black-red flesh, of different lengths, thicker than the forearms of ordinary people. They were wriggling on the ground at the moment, and juice was still oozing from each wound.

"You two gentlemen, I don't care about how you are doing on weekdays, but when you are doing business outside, it's better to be quiet. Don't have another time, or don't blame me for not being sympathetic. How is the situation here? , that Zhang Bixing has already returned to Green Fire Valley, or did he go to other places halfway, what he did, who he met, tell me one by one." The monk surnamed Li wearing a bronze mask said in a deep voice, Obviously, he at least saw who made the first move between the two, but he didn't intend to pursue it further.

"What can that guy do? After coming out of Chongling Mountain, he drank a lot of wine all the way, and now he has returned to the Green Fire Valley. I think this person is nothing more than being held in the valley by that old monster of the Zhang family. Depressed, hiding away to steal some leisure time, I really don't know the blessings in the blessing! If I were him, I would be protected by my ancestors and supported by my tribe, I am afraid that I would have already formed a pill by now." Yue Feng said in a disdainful tone. Said, but he said so verbally, but how could he not be jealous of the person who must do it?

The bronze monk glanced at Yue Feng indifferently, and didn't say much, but the moment he turned his head, he didn't hide his loathing expression, but when he looked towards the monk surnamed Huang, he completely restrained himself .

"Huang Keqing, since the Zhang family has returned to the Green Fire Valley, then your work is done, go back and deliver the task." The monk wearing the bronze mask pondered for a while, and said to the two this time .

After hearing this, Yue Feng walked forward for a short distance with a smile on his face, and put the broken core worms on the ground into the storage bag one by one.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, let's go on the same road together!" Yue Feng grinned.

But the monk surnamed Huang snorted coldly and said, "No need!"

Yue Feng laughed loudly, he didn't wait any longer, and left straight away, but when he walked tens of feet away, he turned his head and gave Huang Keqing a malicious look, who happened to be staring at Yue Feng's Looking back, the two looked at each other.

After looking at each other for a few more breaths, Yue Feng turned his head first, piloted a flying boat made of black jade, and flew away, leaving the two of them in place.

"Huang Keqing, you should go back to the island first. But it's better not to go on the same road with that surnamed Yue, and avoid him a little, so as not to cause unnecessary things." The monk wearing the bronze mask said softly.

"Thank you Lu Daoyou for your kindness, Mr. Huang is not afraid of him. I'll leave now!" The monk surnamed Huang said unconvincedly, clasped his hands at the bronze masked man casually, and then showed the appearance of Yuefeng in the same way. Almost exactly the same flying boat, but the direction he left was somewhat different from Yue Feng.

Not long after the two left, the man took one last look in the direction of the Green Fire Valley, and left with his sword.

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On the other side, Zhang Bixing had just flown into the valley when he saw not far away, Bai Qi was jumping between the rocks, chasing a new-level gazelle monster.

Zhang Bixing took a look, then flew forward, and fell lightly into the valley.

Zhang Shiping, who was sitting cross-legged on the pumice stone at the bottom of the valley, opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Bixing, and asked, "Have you brought everything?"

"160 first-order pills, 35 second-tier pills, all of which have been taken from the original ones, and 24 pill recipes that have been improved on the basis of those pills from other clans for hundreds of years are also included." Zhang Bixing said respectfully. Said, he took out a storage bag and presented it to Zhang Shiping with both hands.

Zhang Shiping used the art of imperial objects to grab the storage bag in Zhang Bixing's hand from a distance, then pointed to the futon beside him, looked at him and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, come and have a seat, the old man seems to be I haven't talked to you for a long time."

"You are being polite, my ancestor. All I can do as a junior is these errands. How can it be compared to the hard work of my ancestor to protect me from the wind and rain?" Zhang Bixing said repeatedly, but he didn't move a step.

"You kid, come here." Seeing that the kid was so cunning, Zhang Shiping said softly again.

Seeing this, Zhang Bixing seemed to understand something. Nine times out of ten, it was because of his unrestrained appearance when he was out just now, that the ancestor knew about it.

It's a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided, so I'm afraid I will inevitably be reprimanded today.

After thinking about it, he jumped forward, moving vigorously on the scattered iron-black pumice stones in Yanhuotan. After stepping on two or 30 yuan pumice stones, he finally came to the pumice stone in the center of Tan .

"Sit down, what about your wine, give me a taste if you still have any, and see how it tastes?" Zhang Shiping said with a laugh.

Zhang Bi walked to the futon and sat down, wiped it on the storage bag at his waist, took out a bottle of white porcelain wine, handed it to Zhang Shiping in front of him, and said, "Please, old man!"

After taking the Wuhua white jade wine contained in Baici, Zhang Shiping did not reprimand him as Zhang Bixing expected. He first sniffed the aroma of the wine, and then took a sip.

After swallowing the wine in his mouth, Zhang Shiping shook his head in disappointment and said: "What kind of wine is this? It’s a lot weaker, which is really disappointing. You must do it, what’s so good about this kind of wine, since it’s in the valley, how can you not taste the homemade Poguang wine?”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shiping gently raised his hand, and immediately a jar of amber wine made of some kind of black jade flew out from the lava more than ten feet away from the pumice where the two of them were.

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Chapter 652