Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

Lan Chuya had practiced the Bronze Wall and Iron Wall Kungfu, it was not easy to hurt him, even if he was injured, it would be weakened many times, and his recovery was much faster, within a short while, he was cured with the help of Xueshang Dan and Yun Ziqing.

Yun Ziqing withdrew his spiritual energy and said worriedly, "Chuya, what happened?"

"I manipulated the puppet to climb up the big tree, and as soon as I threw the leaves in, the window opened, but it was not Xiao Wang who came out, but an old man who looked very fierce and not to be trifled with."

"No matter who he is, it's not easy to stay in Xiao Wang's room at this late hour." Yun Ziqing pondered for a moment, "Maybe he's just waiting for a rabbit."

Lan Chuya asked, "Which rabbit?"

Yun Ziqing naturally didn't know, and shook his head, "Chuya, why did you throw the leaves?"

"It says "meet me at the Gule Tower at noon tomorrow" on the leaf. I wanted to ask Xiao Wang to come out and meet him. He didn't want to save Mr. Kong. Wouldn't it be nice to come here to cooperate with the outside? I didn't find a suitable writing tool at the time, so I just Now that I can write with leaves, it just so happens that I don’t need to leave any clues.”

Yun Ziqing's eyes showed appreciation, "It's a smart way."

Lan Chuya smiled, "Ziqing, for the present plan, we can only sneak into Xiao's mansion ourselves."

"Ah."

……

Xiao House.

In the hall, Xiao Wang was at the top, Xiao Ming and Qin Yilun sat on the left, Wu Zonglian sat on the right, and behind him stood many disciples of Zixiaozong.

"Zong Lian, where did Protector Zhou go?" Xiao Wang asked with concern.

Wu Zonglian was the No. [-] pride of the Zixiao Sect at the same time as Yun Ziqing. He built the foundation in the ruins of the earth veins. At this time, he had reached the stage of cultivation in the early stage of the second floor of the foundation period. I found it."

Xiao Wang nodded, his brows were full of worry, "If you find him, someone will tell me."

Wu Zonglian arched his hands and acted more politely, "Yes, Xiao Zongzhi."

Without Zhou Hai, they couldn't help Xiao Ming refine the weapon. Even if they tried to refine it, it would be a low-grade spiritual weapon and not very useful.

At this moment, Xiao Ming got up and said, "Immortal, why don't you let the people from the Xiao Mansion help you find it?"

Wu Zonglian nodded, "OK."

After some more talk, everyone left the hall.

Wu Zonglian took the disciples of Zixiaozong back to the courtyard arranged for them by the Xiao Mansion, and sat on the stool with his clothes lifted. His handsome face and chic movements showed a good demeanor, "When did Guardian Zhou disappear?"

A disciple named Sun Feizhong said, "In the middle of the night last night, I finished my cultivation and was about to go to sleep. I happened to see a figure disappearing in a flash. I thought it was dazzled, but now it should be Guardian Zhou."

"Middle of the night? Why is he going out so late?" Wu Zonglian was puzzled. They were ordered to make utensils for Xiao Ming of the Xiao Mansion. The purpose was very simple. Judging by the style of Guardian Zhou, they obviously had other purposes, but having a purpose was a matter of time. Don't delay the business!

Feizhong lowered his head, "Guardian Zhou has a high level of cultivation, so I dare not inquire about it."

"Half of the disciples have been sent out now, but there is still no news. You should rest for a while, and then look for them. Make sure to find them."

"Yes."

Everyone in the Zixiao Sect knew that Zhou Hai liked to drink, and he would be drunk for two days after drinking. It was the time when it was not easy to find someone, so his disappearance did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Standing at the back of all the disciples of Zixiao Sect, the two kept a low profile as much as possible, turned around and walked back. Suddenly, they were stopped by someone.

"Where are you two going?"

One of the handsome disciples replied, "Senior Brother Sun, let's go back to the room."

Feizhong came over and put his arms around his shoulders, and led him towards the door, "Go back to what room, you really thought you were going to rest, so go."

Disciple Leng Jun who was standing next to him took the disciple's hand away without a trace, and he hugged it himself, without saying a word, he led Qingxiu disciple towards the gate.

Disciple Qingxiu lightly bumped disciple Leng Jun's chest with his elbow, and asked softly, "Are we really going out to look for it?"

Disciple Leng Jun nodded, and said in a low voice, "Don't be in a hurry, just do the whole thing."

"Okay, then listen to you."

Feizhong caught up and asked strangely, "Haven't you two always been at odds? Why do you get along so well all of a sudden?"

Disciple Leng Jun glanced at Feizhong, and said calmly, "It just happened."

These words made the soles of the five or six disciples following them slip. This sounded so ambiguous, did they understand what it meant?

Disciple Qingxiu nodded, and said very seriously, "It really happened to happen."

Fei re-watched the two people's eyes immediately changed, heartache and regret were intertwined, the smile just now was gone, and the person seemed to have been drained by half of his vitality, and walked forward resentfully.

The monk of Zhang Er, a handsome disciple, was puzzled, and grabbed a disciple next to him, "What's wrong, Senior Brother Sun?"

The disciple lowered his voice and said, "Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? Senior Brother Sun is interested in you, but you actually followed him... the person you dislike the most???"

Qingxiu disciple, "..."

Disciple Leng Jun, "..."

The disciple shook his head, as if he also felt a little unbelievable, and walked quickly to chase Feizhong, probably intending to comfort him.

Walking out of Xiao's mansion, the disciples of Zixiaozong had already walked a certain distance, and someone turned around and waved to them, "Hurry up."

Qingxiu disciple quickly responded, "Here we come."

While walking on the street, the group of disciples suddenly started chatting. This is not very friendly to Qingxiu disciple and Leng Jun disciple, and they feel marginalized. Listen to them.

"Recently the hottest topic of conversation in the sect should be Elder Xie Lan, right?"

"Yeah, everyone's talking about him."

"He has stagnated at the fifth level of the Golden Core stage for ten years, and now he has finally broken through, and he has broken through to the third level in one leap. He has accumulated a lot of energy and is extremely powerful. It is normal to talk about him."

"Golden Core Stage, I think it's too far away, I'm so envious."

"What are you envious of? You will too in the future."

"No, foundation building is so difficult, let alone the golden core stage, how do the great elders practice?"

"When your cultivation is advanced, find a master, and he will tell you."

All these words reached the ears of Qingxiu disciple and Leng Jun disciple. Why does it sound a little unreliable for Elder Xie Lan to break through the third floor?

Disciple Qingxiu lowered his voice and said, "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon."

"Well, let's listen again."

"it is good."

Sun Feizhong seemed to have stepped out of the haze just now, "I want to be the grandson of Great Elder Xie Lan. Great Elder Xie Lan has been promoted to three levels one after another, and his grandson has also been promoted to two levels. He must have mastered some secret method of cultivation. If he knows With this secret method, I might be able to immediately upgrade to the tenth level of Qi Condensation Dzogchen."

"I agree with this statement. To be honest, Elder Xie Lan's grandson's aptitude is not very high. It is basically impossible to advance two floors in succession through cultivation."

"Is it possible that you have taken some panacea?"

"If there was such a panacea, it would have spread throughout the cultivation world long ago, right?"

"Too."

Disciple Leng Jun hugged Disciple Qingxiu's shoulders, and while everyone was not paying attention, turned into an alley.

"Chuya, where did you throw Zhou Hai yesterday?" Leng Jun's disciple was Yun Ziqing, and Qingxiu's disciple was Lan Chuya. The restrictions of the Xiao family's large formation.

"Come with me." Lan Chuya led Yun Ziqing to the beggar's den at top speed.

There are rich people and beggars in every city, just like there are good and bad, it is normal, the gathering place of beggars in Zixiao City is in the north of the city, and the people living in the north of the city are relatively poor, so the architectural style is not as luxurious as in the center of the city It is not stylish, but shabby and old.

"Why does it feel like the air here is more polluted?" Lan Chuya walked in front, Yun Ziqing walked behind, Lan Chuya was worried that a dirty child would suddenly rush out from a certain corner, and hug him On Yun Ziqing's lap, he can stop it when he walks forward.

"Chuya, look at the environment here..." Yun Ziqing didn't say the rest, and Lan Chuya understood what he meant.

Lan Chuya looked around, many children were hiding in the corner and peeping at them, their hair was messed up, their faces were covered with gray, and their bodies were covered in patches, they were really...

Suddenly, a few children screamed and ran forward from the corner, looking very panicked. Hearing this sound, the bodies of the hiding children couldn't help shaking, in fear.

Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing quickened their pace and walked forward, when they vaguely heard the sound of dogs barking, who let the dogs on the street?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing became more suspicious, their speed increased unknowingly, they turned the corner, and finally saw what was going on?

A mastiff as big as a black bear was biting a child's back. The back was bloody and bloody, with bones visible. The other arm had been bitten off alive. It was bloody, a real tragedy in the world.

Yun Ziqing sacrificed the ice sword, cut the mastiff into two parts with one sword, and the head was in a different place. When the huge body of the mastiff fell to the ground, it caused a small vibration on the ground.

Seeing that the mastiff that bit him was dead, the boy smiled in fear, then closed his eyes and never opened them again.

When Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing saw this scene, they felt very uncomfortable, bullying the weak, and in the north of the city, had they become conniving spirit beasts to wantonly hurt people?

"Who? Who killed my spirit beast? Damn it! Get out of here." A disgusting voice approached loudly,

"Foul words!" Lan Chuya sacrificed the copper mace given to him by his master, injected spiritual power into it and turned it into a copper mace whip, and slammed it at the person coming!

The copper mace whip became longer and longer in the air. It was originally extremely strong, but the arc it threw added some softness like a soft whip. The sound of breaking through the air became louder and louder, driving the sharp wind of the whip, Finally, it was drawn on the opponent.

There was more than one scream, the other party came to a master, six sect attendants, all were drawn, and three or four ribs were broken on everyone's body, especially the master, who was almost paralyzed and covered in blood .

Lan Chuya withdrew the copper mace and secretly said something good, isn't it too lethal? !

Yun Ziqing was also a little surprised when he saw the result of the whip. The top-grade spiritual weapon was really extraordinary, but how could an ancestor come up with something bad.

It's just that with Chuya's current cultivation base, swinging a whip is already the limit, and if he wants to use it flexibly, he needs to have a higher cultivation base.