longevity road trip

He walked slowly, and every time he took a step forward, the ice mist was pushed back by a step.

The distance of hundreds of feet was quickly covered, and the mist condensed into a gray-blue ice wall at this moment.

With a thought in Zhang Shiping's mind, the eighteen green frost swords turned into more than a hundred sword threads, and then condensed into a giant sword with brilliant aura, and under the blessing of majestic mana, it suddenly shot forward.

Kacha made a few sounds, and the ice wall broke through.

The miserable green light curtain at the back hadn't held on for a few breaths, but it was pierced through by the giant sword like a rag.

Then the sword light split, and as the red light flickered, the two stone statues of evil spirits broke into several pieces in an instant.

With a bang, the gravel fell on the masonry of the corridor.

He walked through the pile of rubble, and the aura around him blocked all the dust.

Not far ahead is a huge stone door with double doors closed.

The talismans are densely packed on it, and the colorful auras are constantly flashing. It is obvious that there are several restraining formations on the stone gate.

For Zhang Tianwu, there was naturally nothing he could do with his Golden Core stage cultivation.

But now in front of Zhang Shiping, these restrictions seem extremely tyrannical, but in fact they are just ordinary.

With a wave of his sleeve, the huge sword flew up and stabbed fiercely towards Shimen.

In an instant, there was a wave of shaking like the surface of water from the stone gate, and then green lights radiated everywhere, making it impossible to look directly at.

But Zhang Shiping was not affected in the slightest, his fingers kept bouncing, his hands formed complicated handprints, and then he raised both hands.

Two red and yellow thorns shot out from his hand, directly hitting the stone gate full of restraints.

The green door, which was closed tightly at once, slowly opened amidst a low buzzing sound, revealing a long square passageway inside.

"It turned out to be a mausoleum, and the owner of this place should be just a casual cultivator." Zhang Shiping urged his spiritual consciousness to sweep in, and said slowly.

As for the identity of the monks here, he can get a general idea after a little guesswork.

After all, if it was the Nascent Soul monks of the Five Sects or other sects, they were mostly buried in the secret realm of the sect, or buried in the cemetery of the clan. It is absolutely impossible to deliberately build a mausoleum outside.

Then he strode in without saying a word.

From the looks of it, this passage should have been directly dug out of the ground with a magic weapon, and reinforced with earthen magic. The walls are extremely smooth, and there are stone paintings engraved on the wall.

The passage was not too long, only about a hundred feet or so. Zhang Shiping's eyes lit up, and he saw a neat stone hall in front of him.

This hall is about fifty or sixty feet wide and more than eight feet high.

In the middle of the stone hall, stood a blue sarcophagus several feet long, engraved with dense blood-colored talismans, which were incantations for suppressing corpses and sealing souls.

Seeing this, he couldn't help frowning, after all, who would cast a spell to seal himself?

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Chapter 902 Crying Baby

Zhang Shiping took a closer look at the curse on the coffin again, and then sighed: "It's actually a blood curse. What kind of hatred is there between the master and this person here? Casting such evil and harsh methods will make people feel uncomfortable after death." peaceful?"

The Nascent Soul and physical body of the cursed monk were all stiff and unable to move, but his mind was still in a state of lucidity.

During the spell, the monk suddenly felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing at himself bit by bit, from the skin and hair to the flesh and bone marrow, going round and round, never stopping.

If he were to be locked up in this dark and narrow space, suffering for hundreds of thousands of years, unable to survive or die, this would be the cruelest punishment in the world.

No matter how tough some monks are, they will go crazy because of this.

The various punishments in the world of cultivating immortals are far beyond what the world can compare.It can be said that if a monk with a long lifespan falls into the hands of the enemy of life and death, he can die immediately, which is actually a blessing.

Of course, apart from these two spells, there are other seals engraved on the coffin.

Zhang Shiping walked around it slowly, and saw a few lines of extremely old writing at the bottom of the coffin, which read:

"The Nine Clans are cruel and unkind. They used strangers to enter the battle, killing 210 and seven monks of my Lin family. Today, I was lucky enough to capture my former enemy Cao Fanyu and seal him in a coffin. He will be cursed by the blood forever. Happy, happy!

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And at the end there is the name of "Old Man with Dead Wood".

Seeing this name taboo, Zhang Shiping suddenly realized.

This person was a well-known casual cultivator in Nanzhou 8000 years ago, and his cultivation was only one step away from Huashen.

However, there was no news after that, and I don't know if he sat down or became a monk who transformed into a god and ascended to the spirit world?

Now that such a long time has passed, the clan's Yuanying in the coffin should have long since exhausted his life essence and lost his soul.

"Open." Zhang Shiping reached out and grabbed it.

With a sound of 'Peng', the coffin lid fell to the ground.Then a ferocious ghost head rushed out, and with a burst of mournful wailing, it turned into a few wisps of thin black smoke.

This is just a vision that the monk suffered a lot during his lifetime, and his evil spirit lingers after his death.The soul of this 8000-year-old Cao family Yuanying has long since disappeared.

In the sarcophagus, only a pile of scattered bones remained.Amongst this pile of bones, there are twelve inch-long nails. Hair-like runes are engraved on the nails. They are black and reddish. Even after many years, there is still a faint smell of disgusting blood. taste.

This is the forbidden weapon for casting the Uninterrupted Blood Curse, seven of which are used to seal the monk's seven orifices, four are nailed obliquely into the blood vessels of the limbs, and the rest are directly inserted into the sky cap.Ordinary people would have died on the spot if they were subjected to this torture, but monks could bear it because of their strong vitality.

Zhang Shiping's five fingers formed into claws, and he stretched out his hand to grab it from the air, and twelve black nails flew out from the bone pile.Then he wiped it on his waist, took out a brocade box, and put it away.

As for the incantation of the Infernal Blood Curse, he didn't read it, because this method already existed in the sect.

Now Xuanyuanzong's prison is in charge of Tianfeng, and the Infernal Blood Curse is often used to punish those disciples who violated the death penalty in the sect or betrayed the sect.

In fact, every sect is similar, just like the Xuanyuan Sect has a prison, and the White Horse Temple also has a Ni Li Terrace, the nature of each is the same.

Suddenly Zhang Shiping was surprised, and with a thought, the chaotic bones at the bottom of the coffin floated up in the air, and at the bottom there was only a dark thing about two inches long.

He ingested it from a distance, and it looked like a weeping villain that had been burnt into a black charcoal crystal.

"It turned out to be a blood crystal withered baby, it was a worthwhile trip." Zhang Shiping said with a smile.

As he said that, he put it into a brocade box, and pasted several sealing symbols on it, and then put it into the jade belt.

This thing is also known as 'crying baby', it is the huge resentment that the monks above the Nascent Soul stage suffered inhuman torture during their lifetime, and they all gathered in the Nascent Soul villain before dying.

Only then is it possible to form a kind of Yin thing.

This is the best carrying object for monks who practice ghosts and other evil methods to practice the second Nascent Soul clone.

If Jifeng is still there, he will definitely pay a big price in exchange for it.

This kind of yin attribute spiritual creature is extremely rare in Xiaohuanjie today, not only because the Nascent Soul cultivator itself is the top in this world, but more importantly, it is the problem of the Nascent Soul itself.

In fact, the practice of monks is nothing more than the Three Jewels of Essence, Qi, and Spirit. The Nascent Soul is the fusion of the Three Jewels. It seems to be tangible, but it is not a real thing. It is just between the virtual and the real.

The reason why the blood crystal withered baby seems to have a body is because the huge resentment is condensed, and its essence has not changed.

It's a pity that the Wuhuo of the first volume of the Liujia True Strategy that he is practicing now belongs to the yang attribute among yin and yang, which is exactly incompatible with this thing, so it cannot be used for the cultivation of the second Nascent Soul.

The cultivation methods of the second Nascent Soul in the world of cultivating immortals are actually top-level life-saving methods.

After all, as long as it does not give birth to wisdom, once the monk dies and the Nascent Soul suffers irreversible injuries, it can still survive with the help of this infant.

Compared with seizing the house, this method is even better. At least Nascent Soul cultivator can recover most of his previous strength in a short period of time.

Zhang Shiping scanned everywhere again with his spiritual sense, and suddenly seemed to find something else, but he didn't make a sound.

After a while, he put away his consciousness, turned around and walked out towards the corridor outside.

As for the dry bones of the Nascent Soul on the ground, their inspirations have long since collapsed, and they are no different from ordinary bones.

So he didn't put it away.

After a while, Zhang Shiping escaped from the bottom of the stone island, wrapped in light all over his body, flew towards the distance, and soon disappeared among the clouds.

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After a long time, a man in fluttering white clothes and a face like a crown jade suddenly appeared on the island. He was holding a folding fan and gently fanning it, looking at the direction Zhang Shiping was leaving.

Looking at his face, this person was born hundreds of years ago from the corpse of Yan Yulou, and it was a strange thing that snatched away Yan Li.

"This person actually found this place, it seems that this place is not safe anymore." The strange thing said slowly.

But now it looked like it didn't have any cold aura on it, and it was no different from ordinary monks.

As soon as the voice fell, it rose into the sky and flew towards the distance.

But at the next moment, it suddenly waved its sleeves, and more than a dozen golden lights shot out at once, aiming at a seemingly empty void more than a hundred feet away.

Immediately afterwards, a series of crackling sounds came out from the void, where golden and red lights intertwined and flickered.

"Which fellow daoist did I know, it turned out to be your strange creature."

Zhang Shiping suddenly appeared, with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"Xuanbai met fellow Daoist Shiheng, it seems that we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years." The ghost still had a calm expression, and said with a smile.

As for Xuanbai, it is Yanli's Taoist name.

Chapter 903

Zhang Shiping looked at the other party, frowned slightly, thinking about the relationship between that Venerable Dapeng and this strange creature?

After all, Venerable Dapeng swallowed the strange object in the sky above Yuanxiao City in one gulp. This was something that all the monks present saw.But now it has not died, but has appeared here intact. Is there a reason that outsiders do not know?

At this moment, a smile appeared on Xuanbai's face on the island, and he said loudly: "Why, don't you do it?"

"Why did that person let you go?" Zhang Shiping asked, but he didn't expect to get any definite answer from this strange thing.

It's just to see if we can deduce some useful news from the few words in its mouth.

"You should ask Venerable Qingpeng directly about this matter, I don't have much to say."

As soon as Xuanbai finished speaking, he used his mana to condense a few strands of invisible spiritual threads in the sky, hidden in the wind, and quietly flew towards Zhang Shiping.

But it was discovered by Zhang Shiping one step earlier, he casually sacrificed a few wisps of sword light, cut them off, and dissipated invisibly.

"It seems that the rumors from the outside world are indeed true. Fellow Daoist Shiheng's spiritual consciousness is extraordinary, and his current cultivation base is only in the middle stage, but he is comparable to the monks in the late stage. Otherwise, he would not be able to detect my ghost threads." Xuanbai said calmly. Said, there is not even the slightest surprised expression on his face, obviously this matter has already been expected.

Zhang Shiping was silent for a moment.

To a certain extent, this strange creature has devoured the souls of the two Nascent Souls, Yan Yulou and Yan Li.

Yan Li had just conceived a baby not long ago, so he didn't know much about Xuanyuanzong, so it was okay.

But Yanyu Tower is different. After living for more than two thousand years, as the Yuanying of the older generation of the sect, he has more or less other things except for the secrecy that is only passed down among the sect masters. Know at least some.

Especially in the part of secret work and prison, because he was originally in charge of such affairs.

It's just that after he wanted to use the golden body moon corpse, silver-winged yaksha, and heavenly puppet to refine the three methods to extend his lifespan, this part of the affairs was handed over to Yan Li.

However, two generations of Yuanying monks of the Yan family died at the same time, and Tianfeng took over later.

In recent years, Xuanyuanzong's foreign spies have been cleaned up in a short period of time, and there are even some Jindan monks who have mixed into other high-level sects.

Although Tianfeng handled the matter properly in the first time, he saved the other spies.Previously, Tianfeng still wondered why the secret works of the sect would be exposed so easily, but now the appearance of this strange creature also solved the doubts of the ancestors of Xuanyuanzong.

But now there is one more important thing, and that is Zhenjun Fengxuan in the Red Moon Tower.

This person was originally arranged by Yan Yulou, once the news leaked, there would be nothing more than two results.

One is that Xuan Yu personally ended it, and the master beheaded the apprentice, which is a sad thing.In this way, Xuan Yu must have hatred in his heart, and he will not be reconciled with Xuan Yuanzong.

The second is to really force Fengxuan to the side of Hongyue Tower, and Xuanyuanzong is like a dumb man eating coptis, I'm afraid they can't say a word, after all, they are wronged first.

"Forget it, I wanted to hear something about that demon venerable from you. Since you don't want to talk about it, I'd better do a soul search directly, so as to get rid of any future troubles."

Zhang Shiping didn't hesitate anymore, he raised his hand casually, and a fist-sized Wuxu Flame flew out, transforming into more than ten lifelike fire dragons in an instant, swooping towards the island with teeth and claws.

Seeing this, Xuanbai let out a cold snort, and while waving his sleeves, he cast out a ball of faint blue light, and quickly pinched his magic formula in his hand.

From this light group, circles of pale blue aura instantly emanated, turning into a roc made entirely of ice, and leaping towards the black dragon with its sharp claws.

As soon as the two touched each other, there were bursts of crackling sounds, and the fire dragon and the ice peng were entangled together.

However, the movements in Zhang Shiping's hands did not stop at all, the eighteen flying swords suddenly became larger, and the sword body instantly turned from blue and cold to blue-purple, and the scorching high temperature made the nearby air continuously twisted.

Then with a reminder of the magic formula, the flying sword turned into hundreds of sword lights amidst the buzzing sound, intercepting the strange thing that was turning around and about to leave.

The sword light cut the monster into thousands of pieces almost instantly, and it fell down from the midair.

It's just that Zhang Shiping didn't look happy, instead, a red pagoda appeared in his hand, a ball of red light protected him, and then he left the place like a shadow, and moved dozens of feet away.