Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

"Brother Zheng, Lan Junyao was taken away by the old man Lingzhi, and he was asked to open up wasteland to plant spiritual plants, and he was given three days to complete it, otherwise he will be allowed to keep farming." In the secret realm, Gao Xiaoming, one of Zheng Dinghao's followers, will He confessed all the news he inquired about.

"Lan Junyao is an extremely unpleasant person. Go and have a look and try to make him unable to complete the mission and let him continue to be punished." Zheng Dinghao's eyes turned cold, because he was seriously injured in fighting against the strange bird, and he was bored with Lan Chuya in his heart. more and more.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zheng." Gao Xiaoming with a sly smile on his lips, exited the house. Zheng Dinghao has a strong background, so he must hug Zheng Dinghao's thigh tightly as the so-called leaning against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade.

Two days passed in a flash.

"I'm so smart!" Lan Chuya smiled brightly. There are still three achievements in the wasteland that can be reclaimed. Tomorrow, he can go to ask the old man Lingzhi for credit.

The old man Lingzhi has not come out of the attic for the past two days, but his spiritual sense locks on Lan Chuya from time to time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is getting bigger and bigger. He is a clever little guy.

"I also said to help, but I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Lan to have so many helpers?" Gao Xiaoming said with a smile as he approached Lan Chuya, with a friendly attitude, as if seeing a good friend.

"You are?" Lan Chuya immediately became vigilant. He remembered that this person was Zheng Dinghao's follower, but he didn't know the name of the other party. He must have some other purpose in coming here this time.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, I'm sorry. I'm so eager to help that I forgot to introduce myself. I've met fellow Daoist Lan Gao Xiaoming." It must be intentional to piss people off, so he doesn't believe that Lan Junyao doesn't recognize him.

"Fellow Daoist Gao, I don't need anyone's help here. Go and do your work, or your steward will be dissatisfied with you soon." Lan Chuya was on guard. The wasteland was about to be reclaimed, and he didn't want any Mistake, besides, he is very clear that the visitor is not good, and only by leaving can he feel at ease.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, don't worry, I only came here after the steward agreed." Gao Xiaoming secretly looked at Lan Chuya in his heart, and then turned his eyes to the ten wooden men, secretly suspicious, why are these people so dumb?Could it be that Lan Chuya controlled his mind?Isn't that practicing sorcery?

With this discovery, Gao Xiaoming was immediately excited, as if he had discovered a new continent, and now there was a way to drive Lan Junyao out of the sect.

"But these are trivial things for me, and I'll finish them right away. If I ask Fellow Daoist Gao to help me, wouldn't I be overqualified?" Lan Chuya felt a little impatient.

"Fellow Daoist Lan is serious. It's my honor to be able to help. What's the difference between being overqualified and underqualified?" Gao Xiaoming was worried. The more Lan Junyao let him go, the more problems he had, and the more he couldn't leave.

"Fellow Daoist Gao, what do you want from me, just tell me straight up?" Lan Chuya saw that the other party deliberately made excuses not to leave, which was a provocation to him. In this case, there is no need to beat around the bush and treat each other politely, his patience is limited.

"Fellow Daoist Lan misunderstood me. I came to help sincerely. Since Fellow Daoist Lan doesn't need it here, I'll just leave." Gao Xiaoming saw that Lan Chuya had faint signs of turning his back on him, and felt more and more that he guessed right. Those ten people There must be something wrong.

"Okay, then I won't give it away." The other party's malicious intentions were obvious, and Lan Chuya didn't even bother to do that superficial effort. If you were not polite to others, they would reciprocate. You should be punished, and you should be punished.

"Farewell." Gao Xiaoming cupped his fists and turned to leave. This time, he didn't have the friendly smile he had when he first came.

"Go away." Lan Chuya gritted his teeth secretly. This Gao Xiaoming must have given Zheng Dinghao's favor. From this, it can be seen that the other party must have a grudge against him. It's too insidious. I don't know what Gao Xiaoming found out from him, and how he plans to deal with it he?No, he has to guard against it.

"Go and tell Hua Qingwen to come see me." Lan Chuya took out a sound transmission talisman and transmitted it to Hua Qingwen. Hua Qingwen was the one that Lan Chuya rescued from the strange bird. He was a monk who learned to refine medicine. Good talent.

The golden butterfly flapped its wings and disappeared into the air, then passed the news to Hua Qingwen.

"Brother Lan, are you looking for me?" Hua Qingwen received the voice transmission from Lingdie, and immediately came to see Lan Chuya excitedly. The other party was his savior, and he would always remember it in his heart.

"Well, I have something to do with you." Lan Chuya grabbed Hua Qingwen's shoulders and spoke sneakily to the side, "I need you to do me a favor."

"Brother Lan, tell me, as long as I can help, I will." Seeing that Lan Chuya completely regarded him as one of his own, Hua Qingwen was even more excited.

"Create me a kind of elixir, but don't want the red elixir from last time, it needs to have this effect..." Lan Chuya had a smirk on his face, and if he dared to provoke him, let them try it.

"Brother Lan, alchemy is fine, but I don't have spirit grass and spirit wood, so I can't make it."

Hua Qingwen was in a dilemma. Alchemy needed a lot of spiritual grasses and woods, and he had to bear the loss of failure. Although the pill that Senior Brother Lan asked for was relatively simple, only three flavors of spiritual grass were needed. The fewer the spiritual grasses, the lower the failure rate. Even so, he couldn't do it, because he didn't have the raw material spirit grass, and he didn't know where to find it for a while.

"This..." Lan Chuya lowered his eyes to think, before in the secret realm, they could use the spiritual grass inside, but now they can't do it outside.

"Wait, I'll find a way." Lan Chuya smiled and patted Hua Qingwen's shoulder. After thinking hard for a while, he called to the old man's attic, "Master, I'll pick a few from your spiritual grass. Leaf, you are so generous, you shouldn't refuse, right? Well, if you don't say anything, you agree."

Lan Chuya finished the sentence just now with the fastest speed, and then took Hua Qingwen straight to the Lingcao, "You go pick it, remember to pick only the leaves, don't worry, the master agreed, it doesn't matter if you pick it. "

Hua Qingwen was dumbfounded. Senior Brother Lan's behavior is almost like a robbery. Is it really all right?

"Pick it up quickly, what are you doing in a daze?" Lan Chuya patted Hua Qingwen on the back. He knew that what he did was a bit aggressive, but didn't he have no choice?

"Oh, good..." Hua Qingwen came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and walked towards the Spirit Grassland. He did his best for Senior Brother Lan.

The old man was sitting on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, when he suddenly heard Lan Chuya's roar, he didn't react for a while, it was really unexpected, but he didn't think Lan Chuya would dare to pick his spirit grass leaves, but But it was just testing him, thinking this way, he didn't make a sound, and after a while, when there was no movement, he closed his eyes and rested his mind again.

Hua Qingwen picked some spirit grass leaves as quickly as possible, and what he picked were those parts that were about to wither and would not affect the potency of the medicine. He picked them carefully.

"Senior Brother Lan, it's alright."

"Okay, then you go back and practice. If you don't have enough spiritual herbs and come to pick them again, I only have one request, you must practice them as soon as possible." Lan Chuya couldn't help but see scenes of tortured people in his mind, dare to have bad intentions , it has to be cured like this!

"Brother Lan, don't worry, I'll practice as soon as I get back." Hua Qingwen patted his chest, looking like he had a knife in his ribs.

"Okay." Lan Chuya nodded, with a smirk on his lips.

After sending Hua Qingwen away, Lan Chuya summoned Cao Tongbo via sound transmission.

"Brother Lan." Cao Tongbo came very quickly, he was very grateful, Lan Chuya helped him in the secret realm back then, and he wanted to repay him.

"Can you help me set up a formation?" This is the most important step in Lan Chuya's plan. If this step is not completed, the whole plan will fail.

"Of course, it's just Senior Brother Lan. I have a low level of cultivation, and the formation may not be very powerful." Cao Tongbo immediately agreed, and it was just a matter of effort for him.

"You don't need to be too powerful, you just need to meet these conditions..." Lan Chuya lowered his voice and told Cao Tongbo that this time he must let the other party know that he didn't just want to provoke him.

"No problem, Brother Lan, leave this matter to me." Cao Tongbo was full of confidence.

"Okay, thanks a lot."

After explaining, seeing that there was nothing else to do, Lan Chuya sat on the cushion and began to practice again.

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"Senior Brother Zheng, I found out that Lan Junyao is using magic to manipulate mortals." Gao Xiaoming had a confident look of "I have fully grasped the situation" as soon as he entered Zheng Dinghao's house, and told Zheng Dinghao his guess.

"Evil magic? Manipulating mortals? Are you sure?" Zheng Dinghao's spirit shook. If so, then Lan Junyao could be driven out of the sect. It would be great if he couldn't see it!

"I saw that the people who worked for him were all lifeless and staring blankly. It was obvious that their will was manipulated. How could they do this without magic?" Gao Xiaoming hurriedly explained, eager to convince Zheng Dinghao he.

"If that's the case, there must be something wrong with Lan Junyao." Zheng Dinghao's eyes flashed coldly, and Lan Chuya's displeasure increased by two points, "How can a person with a wicked mind join a sect like the Xiaoyao Sect? What's more, it's even more unworthy to steal things as soon as you come!"

"Senior Brother Zheng, you are right. We must expose a corrupt person like Lan Chuya to the chief manager, drive him out of the sect as soon as possible, and abolish his cultivation, so as not to harm more people." Gao Xiaoming fanned the flames, wishing that Lan Chuya would fall into the well immediately so that he could throw stones down.

"Let's go to the chief manager and let him make the decision." Zheng Dinghao has completely believed Gao Xiaoming's words, and his dissatisfaction with Lan Chuya has reached the extreme, and he can't care about other things.

"it is good."

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Lan Chuya sat on the mat, and with the prolongation of the practice time, he felt the pain again.

Frowning tightly, his face was covered with sweat, his face was slightly pale, and he gritted his teeth fiercely. This time he planned to break through to 22 cycles, but he found that the further he broke through, the more difficult it would be.

It would be great if he could go to the Zongmen to find the Bronze Wall and Iron Wall Kung Fu, but now he is only a registered disciple, not even an outer disciple, so he is really powerless.

As the sky gradually darkened, Lan Chuya's 22 cycles finally finished.

"Great, my cultivation base has increased a lot." Lan Chuya wiped off the sweat on his face, this state of becoming stronger after one practice made him very satisfied.

"Jun Yao, have you eaten the spiritual food?" You Rongcheng walked towards Lan Chuya with a smile.

"Not yet, I just finished training, and I'm about to go to the fire stove to eat." Lan Chuya stood up, took another chair out from the Qiankun space, and let You Rongcheng sit on it.

"I guessed that you didn't eat, let's eat." You Rongcheng flicked his sleeves, and a small wooden table immediately appeared in front of him, with several dishes on it.

"Did you come here on a special trip to find me for dinner?" Lan Chuya swallowed as he looked at the exquisite spiritual food, and secretly sighed that Rong Cheng was so kind to him.

"Yeah, I know that you are working hard to open up wasteland, so I specially brought these spiritual foods here to supplement you." You Rongcheng didn't tell the truth. He actually saw Zheng Dinghao and the others looking for the chief manager. over here.

"Rong Cheng, this friend of yours is not in vain." Lan Chuya smiled and began to taste with his chopsticks.

"Of course." You Rongcheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"It sprouted so quickly?" Lan Chuya's eyes suddenly froze, then he put down the bowl and chopsticks and walked over.

"What sprouted?" You Rongcheng followed in doubt.

"Look here, is there a small sprout?" Lan Chuya knelt down and pointed to the corner of the wasteland, "I once ate a yellow spirit fruit, but I never threw away the core. The day before yesterday I was curious and buried the core in the soil. I wanted to see if it could germinate, and it did grow."