longevity road trip

"Come in." After Xu Liu carefully put the talisman into the brocade box, he got up and opened the door and said.

The clerk came in with a bamboo food box, put two dishes, one meat and one soup on the table in turn, and finally put a large bowl of rice on it, and set the table and chopsticks.

Xu Liu picked up the chopsticks and looked at the guy who was about to go out, "Xu Shi, where is the boat now?"

"Boss, the boat has just passed Qingyuan City, and not far ahead is Ping Town. After passing by, it will take a day to reach Xuzhou."

Hearing that he was about to arrive in Xuzhou, the rich businessman who was eager to go home showed a smile on his face, and the fatigue accumulated from traveling for more than a year also dissipated a lot at this moment.

Zhang Shiping drove the Qingling ancient boat to fly in the sky for a long time, and walked straight all the way, seeing the boats in the Surabaya Canal below, without deliberately using the sky eye, he saw that the boats below were all a black mass, not much different in size.

The aura of the ancient Qingling boat was even brighter, and its speed suddenly increased a lot, and it quickly passed these boats. After burning incense, he chose a hill a few miles away from Nanping Mountain to stop.

Zhang Shiping looked inside the mountain, chose the right direction, and hurried towards it. Along the way, he searched with his spiritual sense, but after his spiritual sense detected a small mountain guarded by a formation, he quickly restrained his spiritual sense.

At the foot of Nanping Mountain, the nearest village to this mountain is called Shangping Village. A few teenagers with machetes and bamboo baskets went up the mountain to chop firewood and see if they could kill some young hares.

Several teenagers were laughing and laughing, and their family specially told them not to climb to the top of the mountain, and they responded with a smile.

They have heard itchy ears since they were young about the fact that once they go up to the top of Nanping Mountain, they will not be able to return.

When I was young, there were children in the village who ran up the mountain mischievously, but did not come back. The five villagers who went up the mountain to look for people, went up the mountain and disappeared, but they scared the people in the village.

In the nearby county town, some martial arts practitioners heard about the strangeness here, relying on their own skills and courage, several groups came here and there, but none came out. Since then, the top of Nanping Mountain has become a forbidden place.

But that's it. From time to time, some people who are not afraid of death come over, looking for excitement.

Nothing bad happened to the villagers chopping firewood at the foot of the mountain and catching some wild animals.These teenagers are already sensible, and they will cut firewood at the bottom of the mountain at most, and they will never go to the top of the mountain.

After Zhang Shiping entered the mountain, he moved around in the woods, like a gust of wind, with a lot of speed.

When he came to the stronghold of the Ten Thousand Blood Cult, Zhang Shiping was much more cautious. He used the lightness technique to restrain his spiritual pressure as much as possible.

The monk's detection method is not limited to the divine sense. Zhang Shiping saw a few teenagers chopping firewood in the mountain. All of them had yellow and black faces, calluses on their hands, and worn straw sandals on their feet. The important thing is that these people There is no mana on him.

However, just in case these people were mortal eyeliners arranged by the Ten Thousand Blood Cult in the mountain, Zhang Shiping was on the top of the tree, he speeded up, and disappeared from the spot in a flash, making a slight noise, and a few leaves fell from the canopy.

"Er Leng, San Er, do you feel that it was cold just now?" Qian Da, a young man with a more sensitive sense, looked up at the crown of the tree, then turned around, and said nervously.

Among these few teenagers, they knew that Qian Da's sense was very accurate. Over the years, they encountered dangers like poisonous snakes and wild wolves several times. It was thanks to Qian Da's warning in advance that they were able to save themselves from danger.

Qian San and Er Lengzi looked at Qian Da's nervous appearance. Although they didn't feel anything wrong, they also instantly felt cold behind them.

"How about, let's go down the mountain, this mountain is really evil!" The two suggested in a low voice, turning their heads to look around, for fear that something strange would come out.

The three of them hurriedly bundled the cut branches into bundles, each with two small loads of firewood, and walked down the mountain quickly carrying them.

Zhang Shiping just found out that these people have no magic power, he didn't find that there is a mortal here with such a keen sense.A young man like this probably has a spiritual root and may have a special physique. Otherwise, with the intuition of a mortal, he would not be able to detect that the foundation-building cultivator who restrained his breath is the spiritual sense of a cultivator in the Qi training period. Not as sharp either.

But it's a pity that this person lived in a small village like Shangping Village, and there were no immortal cultivators to identify the spiritual root. After decades, he was born and died here like other villagers.

Zhang Shiping quickly moved forward in the mountain forest, and after passing halfway up the mountain, he immediately slowed down and walked up for a while.

There are formations around the top of the mountain. After Zhang Shiping entered, he swept away his consciousness. This formation is similar to the ordinary Fangshi formation. In the formation, he turned left and right, looking dazed and terrified, and then slowly walked along the edge of the formation on the top of the mountain.

In a wooden house on the top of the mountain, there were several monks with bone faces sitting in the formation. One of them opened his eyes, flashed violently, took out a copper bell from the storage bag, and shook it.

Two Ten Thousand Blood Sect disciples wearing ochre-colored clothes outside the house opened the door and came in. Looking at the bone-faced man sitting around Master Hao Zhen, panic flashed in their eyes, and they tried to calm down and asked in a deep voice: "Master Hao Zhen, What's the matter with summoning disciples?"

"A bug has come in from the northwest of the formation under the mountain, go and get rid of him." Master Hao's voice was sharp and piercing, and the two disciples hurried out after hearing it.

Watching the two disciples go out, Master Hao Zhen said again: "Remember to bring me the corpse, my little bug has been very hungry recently." A disciple was covered in cold sweat.

"Student obeys." The two disciples quickly walked towards the northwest, they didn't want to become insect food.

Inside the house, the Master Hao made a buzzing sound, and then a creaking sound, crawling out of the surrounding bone-faced people, similar to spiders, but with a scorpion-tailed hook behind them.

A few of them squeezed out from under the mask, and the mask fell to the ground. Half of the face of the bone-faced man was bloody and bloody, and one of the eyeholes was empty. Speak up.

Following Hao Zhenshi's call, the man's neck bulged with a big lump. A blood-red blood scorpion spider, more than twice the size of ordinary scorpion spiders, first crawled out with a few spider legs, and then it was still bloody. , squeezed out, and clambered to Master Hao's hand.

In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred ordinary scorpion spiders and five blood scorpion spiders crawled into his sleeves and attached themselves to his flesh.

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Zhang Shiping stumbled and ran out of the formation, his good satin clothes were scratched by stones and branches with several holes, his hair, face, clothes, hands and feet, and all parts of his body were covered with soil and grass roots.

Zhang Shiping was terrified and flustered, and looked behind him in panic, with a ghostly expression on his face.

"Help, is there anyone, help!" Zhang Shiping's voice was shrill, but out of the corner of his eye, he had already seen two monks in ocher clothes coming down from the top of the mountain. Zhang Shiping immediately judged the two monks. Because, one is for five levels of Qi training, and the other is for four levels of Qi training.

Zhang Shiping rolled and crawled on the ground, using both hands and feet, and climbed a few meters up the hillside. When he looked up, he saw two people coming down. Hopeful expressions suddenly appeared on his frightened and blue faces, and he hurriedly shouted: "Two brothers!" Taiwan, you two brothers, can you see me?" Zhang Shiping shouted, "Take me down the mountain, and I'll give you money."

The two ochre-red monks didn't reply. Master Hao Zhen's insect pet likes blood food very much, regardless of life or death, but he prefers raw food.

If there is good in the top, there must be something in the bottom.

The two were also trying to figure out Master Hao's hobbies. When they saw Zhang Shiping, a white and tender rich man, their eyes lit up, but when they got closer, they put away the joy on their faces, and became indifferent and malicious Sneered.

Zhang Shiping saw the two people approaching, but he didn't reply. He had a disappointed look on his face, thinking it was another phantom he encountered in the formation.

As the two approached, Zhang Shiping shouted a few more times without giving up, pretending to be dazed and disappointed, but he was secretly on guard.

If the two of them wanted to kill without further ado, then he would not show mercy, and he might have to attack by force.

The ocher red-clothed monk on the fourth level of qi training flashed over in an instant and came to Zhang Shiping's side, with the knife in his hand, Zhang Shiping didn't feel the killing intent from the man, the place where the knife fell was the neck, Zhang Shiping protected his mana around his body, followed When the man dropped the knife, Zhang Shiping also let out a muffled groan, lying on the hillside, and fell face-to-face.

The monk next to the fifth level of Qi training came over, with a smile on his stiff face, and kicked Zhang Shiping several times, "Another kid from a rich family who wants to die."

"Let's go, don't make Master Hao wait in a hurry." The fourth-level Qi training monk who attacked just now kicked Zhang Shiping's waist with the back of his foot, kicked him over, looked at the man dressed as a rich man on the ground, He already lost consciousness, and his muscles didn't respond to such a forceful kick. It seemed that he really passed out.

Only then did he pick up Zhang Shiping on his waist, and walked up the mountain with another disciple.

Zhang Shiping swayed his hands and feet following the man's walking steps, and poked out his consciousness carefully to see the direction they were walking. It was the same as the path he had taken from the monk in white, and it was the way to the house of Master Hao Zhen.

Sure enough, the formation mages in this Ten Thousand Blood Sect stronghold liked to treat mortals who strayed into the formation as food for their pets, Zhang Shiping thought in his heart.

The two men mentioned Hao Zhenshi just now, Zhang Shiping immediately thought that Hao Zhenshi sent someone here, it really didn't take him so much effort to touch the formation to seduce him.

According to Zhou Nan, the white-clothed monk, the Ten Thousand Blood Cult's stronghold in Gyeongju has three high-ranking bone faces, namely a hall master Su, a deputy hall master Lan, and master Hao Zhen.

Zhou Nan, a white-clothed monk, only knew that Hao Zhenshi was a monk at the eighth level of Qi training, but he was not sure what the cultivation bases of the other two hall masters were.

However, Hall Master Su once hunted and killed two casual cultivators at the ninth level of Qi training, but he has never heard of a foundation-builder cultivator being lost in his hands. Otherwise, Zhang Shiping would have to think carefully about whether he should go deep into the tiger's den.

According to this level of record, Zhang Shiping also made the worst plan. If the two hall masters were both foundation-building monks, he would run straight away without saying a word. The person who gave his life.

However, these two hall masters often go out, and usually only one stays on Nanping Mountain, and some difficult monks need them to solve.

This stronghold can be regarded as a medium stronghold. If it is bigger, there will be more monks guarding here. It is not something that Zhang Shiping, a monk on the first floor of the foundation, can handle. A mid-term monk.

The headquarters of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, Zhengyang Sect's investigations revealed that there might be a Golden Core cultivator sitting there, so the sect dispatched two Golden Core cultivators.

Now he plans to find the formation master first and kill him. No one controls the formation, and then he can move forward and retreat freely. An ordinary formation without the control of the formation master can't shield a confused foundation cultivator.

The two monks in ochre-red clothes quickly climbed up the mountain, and when they arrived at the wooden house where Master Hao Zhen lived, they pulled the copper bell hanging by the side of the wooden house.

Once, twice, three times, clang clang clang... The bronze bell rang, and after three strokes, the two stopped pulling.

The wooden door creaked and opened, and Master Hao's piercing voice came out from inside, "Come in."

The wooden house is dark, with no windows on all sides, and there is a foul smell in the house, which is due to poor ventilation and the smell of blood and rot in the house.

There was a creaking sound inside, and the scalps of the two ocher-red monks were numb, and they hurriedly said: "Master Hao Zhen, people have already brought them up." Speaking of the monk who was carrying Zhang Shiping, he threw Zhang Shiping directly on the ground. on the ground.

"Skin and tender meat, good, good!" Master Hao Zhen held an oil lamp. Under the light, he saw Zhang Shiping's face was covered with dirt, but it was a pity to see his fair complexion. Raw food, even he is greedy, let alone the blood scorpion spider he raised, "I will give you a credit this time, let's go down."

When the two heard this, they were overjoyed. With this free credit, they could be exchanged for cultivation resources such as pills in the teaching. Master Hao Zhen, as the high-level executive of this stronghold, naturally has the right to distribute them.

The two people hurriedly thanked Master Hao and took leave.Master Hao didn't look at the two men. He randomly chose one of the bone-faced men in the room, and took off his black cloak. It's just a skeleton with bloodshot flesh.

Holding the black cloak, he went to help Zhang Shiping up, as if putting the cloak on him, this is a hobby of his.

Zhang Shiping opened his eyes at this time, caught off guard by Hao Zhenshi, his right hand stretched out his hand and grabbed Hao Zhenshi's neck, his body was filled with majestic mana, his five fingers were tightly encircled like iron bars, and his bones clicked.

In an instant, Zhang Shiping crushed Hao Zhenshi's throat, and then Zhang Shiping hit Hao Zhenshi's chest hard. For the first time, Zhang Shiping felt that he was hitting something soft, and his fist was stained with some green. Juice, and then heard a creaking sound, and insects crawled out from all parts of Master Hao's body.

The worms were very irritable, Zhang Shiping immediately sacrificed a thick soil purple gold shield, the Luo Jun sword in the house, the sword light danced, the sword energy burst like sparks and silver trees, the ordinary scorpion spiders were quickly blown away by the sword energy, only the blood scorpion which was relatively large The spider was able to withstand Zhang Shiping's sword, Zhang Shiping couldn't help being surprised.

Zhang Shiping threw out a few yellow talismans, and the vines stretched out on the ground. Under Zhang Shiping's control, they turned into a semi-circular pot cover, covering the blood scorpion spiders, and precisely tied up five big scorpion spiders, but maybe it was because Without the control of master Hao Zhenshi, the blood scorpion spider crawled a few times in the wooden cage, and suddenly its abdomen swelled, bang bang bang...five consecutive sounds, the green juice splashed out of the wooden cage, and the whole room rose up. Sulfur-smelling yellow smoke.

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As soon as Zhang Shiping smelled the smell, he immediately felt a little dizzy. At this moment, he felt a slight trance. He was shocked, and the fire crow cover instantly enveloped Zhang Shiping, cutting off most of the yellow smoke.

However, there are five streaks in the yellow smoke, flashing in the yellow smoke, the color is more orange-yellow, like a spiritual smoke-like scorpion spider, and finally attached to the fire crow cover, the spider legs slowly melt into the fire crow cover, and slowly penetrate Come in.

The red light of the fire crow hood is in full bloom, mixed with the orange-yellow smoke scorpion spider, and the two wear off each other. Seeing that the smoke scorpion spider has not penetrated into the fire crow cover, the smoke scorpion spider has no power to continue. Zhang Shiping saw it and urged the fire crow again Cover, deal with this smoke scorpion spider in one go.

At this time, he turned his head and looked coldly outside the house, under the cover of his spiritual consciousness, the two qi cultivators were outside the door.

The noise inside the house spread outside, and the two ocher-clothed monks who were guarding the door realized that something was wrong. They were thinking outside the door whether to open the door to come in, because sometimes Master Hao would torture others inside the house. It's just not as intense as before, just when they were hesitating.

A purple-black long sword broke through the door and flew past the necks of the two of them. They had no room to resist at all, and their eyes lost their luster.

Then Zhang Shiping took back the flying sword, went out and dragged the two into the house, covering the blood on the ground with sand.

Only then did he take out a moon pearl from the storage bag to illuminate the room.

Inside the house, the floor was in a mess, Zhang Shiping thought of the yellow smoke before, looked at the five wooden cages, those big zergs inside, bursting green juice all over the floor, his eyes showed a look of pity.

Being able to influence the foundation-building monks, this kind of zerg is really a treasure.Blessed by the spiritual light in Zhang Shiping's hand, he groped around Hao Zhenshi on the ground and took three cloth bags.

Then Zhang Shiping found only one storage bag from the two disciples guarding the gate.On the monk without a storage bag, Zhang Shiping took out an ordinary cloth bag, and after a quick look, there were only a dozen pieces of spirit stones and a few bottles of white jade.

Zhang Shiping got up, but didn't leave directly. He was surprised to see Hao Zhenshi with several blood holes on his neck, and stretched out his hand to grab a blue light ball from Hao Zhenshi's body.

"Senior, please forgive me, let me go." The begging voice of Master Hao Zhen came from inside, the voice was hoarse and hollow.

Zhang Shiping looked at this group of souls with some surprise. It is reasonable to say that the souls of ordinary people or monks in the Qi training period will become ignorant and chaotic after death.But the soul of Master Hao Zhen, in Zhang Shiping's spiritual consciousness, is like a blue light, very bright, full of soul power, it is really strange.

Zhang Shiping held this blue aura in his hands, and Zhang Shiping didn't want this person to run to report the news as soon as he left.

However, in order to speed up and prevent accidents, he crushed that person's soul into pieces, and the light red aura of the soul search technique emerged.

Zhang Shiping took a quick look at the memory in his soul. Although it was not complete, it still had some value.

Zhang Shiping matched the information he received from Master Hao Zhen with the information from Zhou Nan, a white-clothed monk, and stroked the beard on his face, thinking for a while.

Most of the information Zhou Nan got was comparable to that of Hao Zhenshi, except for one thing. Now on Qingping Mountain, the two hall masters of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect in this stronghold are present, which made Zhang Shiping hesitate. Next, hesitated a little.

But Zhang Shiping thought about it, this is also a good thing, so he can save himself from chasing him, but if the strength of these two people far surpasses him, it will be very difficult.

After a while, the aura of the soul dissipated and turned into a cloud of green smoke, and Zhang Shiping also showed a ruthless expression, making up his mind.

After Zhang Shiping changed into the ocher red clothes of that disciple, he pushed the door out and closed the wooden door again, with a cold expression on his face, the same expression as the two disciples, and walked towards the life pit of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.

The so-called living pit is a huge place specially selected on Nanping Mountain, where more than a dozen cone-shaped pits were dug, and a soul cultivation formation was arranged, with a radius of about ten meters below it. , the Ten Thousand Blood Cultists here put all the people collected from all over Gyeongju into pits.

Only one steamed bun is thrown down a day, and twenty or thirty people compete for this steamed bun.A month later, those frenzied Ten Thousand Blood Cultists opened the living pit.It is self-evident what the people below will eat if they don't have to eat.

The souls of those who died in the Living Pit were nourished by the soul-nourishing formation and turned into resentful souls. Those who accumulated too much resentment even turned into ghosts. However, the Ten Thousand Blood Sect has a good time control and will not let the ghosts have a chance to grow. They will be collected into the soul banner, branded as slaves, and then continue to be cultivated.

As for the remaining resentful souls, they will use the flesh and blood of the remaining few people to refine them together to become the heart and soul pill, which is the powder pill that Zhang Shiping obtained from the monks of the sect in Fengyi County before, and Zhang Shiping has stored it now. There are also several bottles of Xinhun Dan in the bag.

Zhang Shiping was wearing ocher red clothes. Along the way, he met several monks. Although some people had doubts in their eyes, no one asked. The monks were very indifferent.

Then when Zhang Shiping was about to walk to the living pit, he felt the wind blowing, and the resentment gathered in the pit.

Looking at several monks from a distance, some threw people into the living pit with iron chains, and some took steamed buns and stuffed them through the small hole in the iron cover. There was the sound of wild animals fighting for food. It subsided quickly again.

There are also a few people holding white linen banners, emitting a faint blue light, and taking the ghosts in from the living pit,

There are more than a dozen big pits on the ground where the openings are locked with iron covers. There are two people wearing black cloaks with bone faces, standing on them with their hands behind their backs, looking at the ocher monks who are busy.

Zhang Shiping walked over, and the two Ten Thousand Blood Cultists guarding the entrance of the formation stretched out their hands to block them, and said in a voice as cold as ice: "The pit of life, no one is allowed to enter."

"Master Hao Zhen sent me to look for Master Su to discuss something important." Zhang Shiping's tone was similar to theirs, as if strangers should not approach him, and he took out a scarlet token in his hand.

The two Ten Thousand Blood Cultists guarding the entrance of the formation looked at the token more, and after confirming, they said: "Wait outside." After speaking, one of them turned around and walked into the formation, into the pit of the living, Zhang Shiping looked at The man walked to the side of the two bone-faced monks, folded his fists and bent over, talking about something.

The voices of the people in the pit of strangers were blocked by the formation, Zhang Shiping did not hear what they said, but Zhang Shiping saw one of the bone-faced monks listened to the cultivator, then turned his head and said something to another bone-faced monk next to him. A word, and then walked out with light steps.Zhang Shiping looked at the man's pace, he should have the cultivation base of the foundation stage, he sighed, and I'm afraid it won't be too easy later.

"Do you know what Master Hao Zhen wants to do with me?"

Hall Master Su, with a bone face, walked like a ghost. After walking out of the formation, his figure flickered and came to Zhang Shiping, and asked in an ethereal and melodious voice.

Zhang Shiping imitated the believer who went in to pass on the teaching just now, he folded his fists and bent down, not daring to look directly into the eyes under the bone, and said: "I don't know."

Zhang Shiping, who knew how much he said and how wrong he was, after answering this sentence, kept a respectful posture and stopped talking.He also didn't dare to look into that person's eyes, for fear that Hall Master Su would notice something strange.

He was hiding in a hurry. Zhang Shiping used the feathering technique to control his aura to the fourth level of Qi training. If his cultivation base is lower, he will be less concerned by the Ten Thousand Blood Cult, the master Su, so he should not be too suspicious.

But Zhang Shiping didn't dare to check the cultivation of this Hall Master Su, and he didn't know if he could deceive the other party by using the Ascension Technique.