The system endows longevity, and immortality can finally be expected

As he walked, Zhou Tong could smell a faint smell of blood in the air.

This made him tremble, and he slowed down, holding the Qingluo knife in one hand and clasping several talismans with the other.

Soon he saw dozens of corpses scattered not far away, both men, women and children.

Several beasts feasted on several corpses.

Some of the female corpses were naked, and it was obvious that they had been raped before they died, and the youngest child was only four or five years old.

Judging from their attire, they should be refugees fleeing famine.

Zhou Tong sighed and looked at the sky.

"This immortal boss, I just want to find some elixir. What did you guide me to do here? This world is so chaotic, I can't control my little arms and legs."

Even though he said so, he still casually killed those beasts, and seriously dug a pit to bury these exposed corpses in the wilderness.

"Forget it, a good person will do it to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and the old man will go!"

After finishing speaking, he searched for the remaining traces and used Yufeng Jue to track them down.

In the bandit stronghold, a patrolling young man dug out his crotch and yawned bored.

Recalling the feeling of yesterday, although they are all muddy legs, those little ladies are really moist.

Suddenly, he saw a man with a bamboo hat walking slowly towards the foot of the mountain.

He kicked his snoring companion beside him.

"Don't fucking sleep, someone is coming."

The companion rubbed his eyes, was soundly asleep, and was suddenly woken up, very angry.

Looking at the people coming down the mountain, they cursed.

"Where is the bird man, disturbing the uncle's dream."

The two of them greeted a few other patrolling minions, holding bows and arrows and looking down at them.

"What?"

Zhou Tong looked up at the bandits.

"Those dozens of refugees were killed by you!"

As soon as the leader of the gang heard this, he understood that this was someone seeking revenge.

"Hehe, brothers, there is still bad luck for those who don't open their eyes to find us, be careful not to shoot to death, I must deal with this person well, and let him keep company with those poor ghosts."

All the thieves burst into laughter, and even faster, an arrow came straight to Zhou Tong's door.

Zhou Tong stretched out two fingers to clamp the arrow, broke it with a little force, flicked it lightly, and the arrow flew out, and the sharp arrow directly pierced the archer's head.

There was an instant silence in front of the cottage.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! This hero, don't be impulsive."

The bandit in the lead was sweating profusely, his legs were already shaking into sieves.

What kind of fucking strength is this, she is definitely a natural master, how can I dare to provoke this kind of human race in this dick-haired cottage.

"It seems to be the right one."

Zhou Tong smiled lightly.

The next moment, he appeared directly in front of that little guy, grabbed his neck, and with all his fingers, pulled his head off.

"You want to concoct me? It seems that you can't."

Zhou Tong shook off the blood on his hands, and looked lightly at the bandits who had already been frightened by this horrible scene.

Immediately, the entire cottage screamed continuously, and soon everything returned to calm again.

In a dungeon, Zhou Tong looked at a dozen scantily clad women.

The eyes of these women were dull, seeing Zhou Tong who was covered in blood coming in, they didn't yell, and some women even instinctively began to take off the rags on their bodies, and lay their legs apart on the ground.

Zhou Tong sighed softly, feeling extremely depressed in his heart, and a surge of anger left him nowhere to vent.

Destroying the gate of the dungeon with a single punch, Yu Feng left.

After a long time, a few bold women walked out of the dungeon cautiously, looking at the dead bodies all over the cottage, their dull eyes finally glowed with light.

The long-term devastation and pain turned into mournful wailing at this moment.

Zhou Tong glanced at these poor people from a distance, turned around and disappeared into the vast mountains.

"

Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

Immortals caress my top and endure longevity.

Mistakenly chasing worldly joy, quite poor reasoning and chaos.

96 The holy king, the floating clouds hang empty names.

The world gambled and never forgot the war.

Try the strategy of the overlord, and the future will be crowned.

. . . . . .

Leaning under the big tree, Zhou Tong drank and sang, with a deep depression in his chest.

I poured out the jug, but not a single drop fell.

"Slip away!"

With a lonely face on his face, Zhou Tong staggered through the mountains and forests.

Another three years passed by.

Zhou Tong, who wandered for three years, returned to Jialan Valley again. In the past few years, he added longevity to his lifespan and strength.

Jialan Valley seemed to have remained the same, and the disappearance of three casual cultivators did not cause the slightest disturbance.

Now he is already at the fifth level of Qi refining, with 100 points of strength and spiritual power, which makes his consciousness and physical body extremely strong, and he doesn't know what level his current strength is among the monks in the Qi refining period.

The Immortal Ascension Conference was held as scheduled, and the participating monks were like crucian carp crossing the river.

Zhou Tong tested the spiritual root and bone age, and the rubbish four-line miscellaneous spiritual root directly made him lose the possibility of going to the Five Sacred Sect, even if he was an outer disciple.

Unless there are special channels for these top cultivating sects, if you want to join such a sect, you must have at least three spiritual roots.

But Zhou Tong didn't care about it, it didn't matter if he was a big sect or not, he just wanted to find a fixed place to live for hundreds of years, and learning something that the outside world couldn't get to was enough.

Relatively speaking, ordinary sects have much looser conditions for joining, as long as they have spiritual roots, bone age and strength.

Zhou Tong went into an unknown formation, only to see a vast expanse of whiteness around him.

Just when he was wondering, several lifelike mechanism puppets appeared in the white space, and none of them had the cultivation level equivalent to the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Looking at these puppets, Zhou Tong gasped.

"Robot, this is definitely a robot, this is good, I want to learn."

Regardless of Zhou Tong's obsession, the three organ puppets rushed towards Zhou Tong at an extremely fast speed.

"Hey, it's tougher than the old man, the old man is as hard as iron!"

Zhou Tong didn't use his mana, and threw his fist the size of a sandbag at the three mechanism puppets.

As soon as 18 yuan's abdominal muscles were exposed, the three puppets were directly dismantled into parts.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he watched the Zongmen monks in the formation and saw Zhou Tong attacking like a savage.

"Fifth Qi Refining Level, Bone Age 25, Suspected Physical Cultivation, Four Lines of Miscellaneous Spiritual Roots, Fair Strength, Can Enter the Outer Sect."

A Dzogchen monk of the Xuanlingzong Qi Refining recorded Zhou Tong's information.

After the change of formation, a monk of Xuanlingzong Qi Refining came up to him and said, "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for successfully passing the customs. You will be in charge of receiving Heshan from the Xiaxuanlingzong, and will be responsible for the reception of this Immortal Ascension Conference."

Zhou Tong hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Next Zhou Tong, I met fellow Daoist He."

He Shan took out a token and handed it to Zhou Tong.

"This is my Xuanlingzong identity token. After the Immortal Ascension Conference is over, fellow Taoists will follow me back to the sect."