Mortal's journey to immortality

Half a month later, with the help of Tian Qiong Dan, Wang Lu finally returned to his peak state. There are still a few tiny meridians and a few acupuncture points before the Great Perfection in the second picture of "Six Talismans". It will take at most half a year. By cultivating him, he can reach the golden elixir stage.

He didn't know that he had been seen by Li Mouqing. He was the Wang Lu who sold talismans in Buyunfang City. If he knew about it, only by turning back time could he see his final choice.

Wang Lu took a deep breath. The battle with the monster Dong Zui caused its six-star arch moon blade to be almost completely scrapped. Apart from his heartache, he had no choice but to return to his clan and shamelessly asked Brother Tian to help restore his beloved six-star arch. Moon Blade, only in this way can I make up for my deep apology to them.

He sighed. The six-star Gongyue Blade was his biggest trump card before he could cultivate the vision. Especially after obtaining the "Thousand Threads Blade" formation, it became even more powerful and could handle 90% of the power. Five or more opponents.

Even though he still has a series of talismans to deal with the enemy, the talismans are all made of spiritual stones, and his own magic weapon continues to strengthen with the improvement of his cultivation. He only needs to waste a little mana and It's just spiritual consciousness. All ten people understand what is the most cost-effective when facing the enemy on a regular basis.

Moreover, the conversion rate of elementary, mid-level and low-level talismans is very low. They can only be used as a trump card when the opponent is not expecting it, and can achieve miraculous effects.

Even if Wang Lu himself is not short of spirit stones, he must be diligent and frugal. As his cultivation continues to improve, as well as Zi Jiu, who is crazy about eating spirit stones, and Xiaotong, who may one day follow Zi Jiu to eat spirit stones, it is time to At that time, he was really overwhelmed, and just thinking about it made him cry.

In the fifth-floor inn of Juyuan Building on Wang Road, after thinking about it, he restored his original appearance, put on a black cloak that could block the detection of spiritual consciousness, and walked out of Juyuan Building.

When he came to the broad street, Wang Lu called a beast cart at random, and the beast cart sped towards Qingfeng Mountain quickly.

Around dusk, the beast cart arrived at Qingfeng Square in Qingfeng Mountain. After driving continuously for five hours, the man driving the car and the second-level spiritual beast that looked like an ox were exhausted.

Wang Lu threw three middle-grade spiritual stones to the opponent. With the driver's many thanks, Wang Lu finally arrived at Qingfeng Mountain, where his sect's bloody battle city was based.

He took off his black cloak, and the years seemed to have not passed away on his body. He still looked the same as when he first came out of the sect eight years ago: wearing black clothes and black trousers, with an upper-middle height, about five feet. Four inches tall; his body is thin but gives people a feeling of full strength; his eyes are clear and deep, not as deep as the sea but calm enough; his forehead is broad and full, and his brows are clear, and the whole person is like a mountain, impervious to wind and rain. Move, everything is stable.

Wang Lu looked around and saw that the Qingfeng Hall was located on the mountainside. There was a kind of evergreen maple tree growing on the entire Qingfeng Mountain. They were taller and stronger than ordinary maple trees. The unique mountain breeze in Manghai When blown, it makes bursts of "sand", "sand" and "sand" sounds, forming a unique rhythm.

The entire Qingfeng Hall is also azure in color. Surrounded by countless green maple trees, it exudes a unique flavor of elegant green maple trees, which is refreshing and refreshing.

There are very few pedestrians in Qingfeng Square. The square is wide and large. The square is paved with a kind of green rocks, which complements the entire Qingfeng Mountain. This greatly demonstrates the momentum of the Dream Sect.

A blue stone staircase more than ten feet long winds from the end of the square up to the mountainside hall more than a thousand feet high. From a distance, it looks like a circling green dragon twisting its body in the sea of ​​clouds.

Wang Lu did not suppress his cultivation. He used all his body skills. Could it be that he had to hide it in his own territory? Could someone else be trying to make things difficult for him?

He let out a loud roar and suddenly felt heroic. After eight years of hiding, and more than four years of hiding his head and tail, he could finally reveal his identity openly and openly and return to the embrace of the sect. This made him no longer hide or conceal anything. , No more fear, no more second thoughts, no more doubts.

All doubts, incomprehensions, pain, worries, and uneasiness were vented in this long roar.

As fast as lightning, he crossed the square, flying like a monkey on the bluestone steps. In a dozen jumps, he arrived at the square of Qingfeng Hall.

This scene was discovered by the guarding monks when Wang Lu roared, and the guarding monks immediately sent a message to Lei Shun.

When the beast car flew to Qingfeng Square and took off the black cloak at Wang Road, the recent human-monster war was approaching. Lei Shun, who was feeling a little restless about the disappearance of the bitter medicine, already knew it with his spiritual consciousness. The core disciple of the sect, Wang Lu, one of the top five in the competition and the most talented in talisman and seal writing in the history of the Dream Sect, finally appeared. He issued an order that no matter what he did, Wang Lu could not be stopped. At the same time, he ordered Shadow to open the All restrictions in Qingfeng Mountain.

Lei Shun secretly praised Wang Lu when he saw that Wang Lu's profound magic power far surpassed that of ordinary middle- and late-stage Jindan monks, as well as his high-speed movement skills that were comparable to a special sixth-level early-stage demon bird.

At the same time, based on Lei Shun’s experience of cultivating immortals for nearly a thousand years, Wang Lu is clear and wise, calm yet calm, has thousands of thoughts hidden in his madness, and has a trace of luck in his ordinary life. He is actually the most outstanding figure of the Dream Sect in recent years. One of the three weirdos, the other two recognized weirdos are Xiong Canzhi from the Xiong family and Xu Kui from the Puppet Hall, but Wang Lu and Xiong Canzhi are far behind Xu Kui.

Xu Kui's popularity is quite high among almost all the young female cultivators in the Dream Sect. However, in the eyes of other young male cultivators, it is not popularity, but simply irritation.

With his handsome and charming appearance and his careless look, he has long been hailed by the female cultivators as the most handsome man in the history of the Dream Sect. His reputation has spread far and wide to other sects, causing each sect to start fighting. The male cultivators who praised Pan An wished they could have his muscles and skin peeled off to vent their hatred.

According to his understanding, Wang Lu only had a medium qualification with two spiritual roots. It was entirely because of his deep luck that he entered the Nine Mountains Secret Realm and came out safely, so he was ranked as a core disciple. Until the big competition, Wang Lu was undisputed with his stunning performance. With a strong posture, he ranked among the top five in the competition, but when competing for the top three, he directly chose to give up. This was the only shortcoming of the last competition.

The second shortcoming is also Xu Kui. He is as handsome as a demon and obviously let his guard down in the competition for the top three. He lost to He Chan from the Fantasy Sect, which resulted in him being directly disqualified from competing for the top three.

Even though the Futang where Wang Lu is located has been criticized for thousands of years and is the weakest existence in the Dream Sect, the previous sect leaders have never looked at Futang "differently", and at the same time they have always vigorously supported the development of Futang. The master of Futang, that Dream Sect, hundreds of years ago, Bai Yifan made a sudden appearance and was also forced by the sect leader Liu An to take charge of the Futang line.

The sect has always been established with an attitude of being tolerant of hundreds of schools and drawing on the strengths of others. This is relatively rare in today's world of immortality. Other sects have vigorously cultivated and developed their own expertise. Due to the needs of immortality, other factions have gradually emerged: For example, Tianlei Sect established its sect with thirty-six heavenly thunders; Tianyao Sect was famous for alchemy; Qingling Mountain mainly focused on swordsmanship and so on.

Although the Dream Sect mainly focuses on the Dream Cultivation Technique, it has not given up its support to other factions. It treats the Meng Pavilion, the Fantasy Sect and the other four major families of the nine families equally, without any other preferential treatment.

The Futang where Wang Lu is located is the best example. According to the number of people in each faction, the sect will distribute a corresponding number of Foundation Building Pills every five years, and a corresponding number of Guiyuan Pills every twelve years. In the sixteenth year, equal amounts of golden elixirs will be allocated to each other. Even though Futang has been weak for thousands of years, the elixirs and heavenly materials and earthly treasures allocated each time are no small amount, let alone being withheld.

When Lei Shun thought of this, Wang Lu arrived at the Qingfeng Hall at a super high speed just as he almost roared.

As soon as he arrived at the main hall, he saw Lei Shun who was beaming with joy. Wang Lu knelt down on his knees and said calmly and calmly: "Disciple Wang Lu, pay your respects to the master of the hall, the disciple is here!"