Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 159

The three stood in midair.

The elixir in Lu Tong's body was exhausted, his breath suddenly weakened, and he couldn't help feeling sore all over.

Mu Wan flashed to her side, stretched out her hand to press on her shoulder, and poured a soft mana into it.

"Junior Brother Lu, how is your injury?"

Lu Tong squeezed out a smile and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister, it's okay."

Bi Dongfeng only had two arms, and most of his attacks were blocked by the Yuan Nu Robe.

Not many new injuries.

However, the demon power is fierce, tearing the flesh and blood again, causing the old injury to recur, and needs to be recuperated slowly.

Mu Wan's gentle magic power loosened the muscles and bones little by little.

After Lu Tong spit out a mouthful of blood, he felt much more relaxed and could barely stand alone.

"Lutong."

Jing Xin shouted suddenly.

He hurriedly said: "Immortal Elder, what are your orders?"

"Back then in Yunying City, I promised you that I would give you a chance to join the sect after becoming alchemy, remember?"

"The words of the immortal elder, Lu will keep in mind."

Lu Tong has been thinking about this matter.

It's just that Bi Dongfeng died before him, so he didn't dare to mention it.

In the face of the strong, one cannot be too careful.

Jing Xin said: "That sect is called Capture Qi Sect. It has been chasing and killing ghosts all year round, and the disciples in the sect have suffered heavy casualties. Therefore, we have entrusted the great monks and real people of various sects to recommend monks to worship in the sect."

Capture Qizong.

Lu Tong wrote down the name and said, "Immortal Chief, I'm not afraid of fog ghosts, so I'm willing to give it a try."

Zongmen means Dharma Gate, Elixir, Magic Treasure, Inheritance, Master Gate...

Worshiping into the sect is no longer rootless driftwood.

Although it sounds dangerous to capture the Qizong, he doesn't want to miss it.

Jing Xin said: "I'll give you another choice. Follow me, and in the future, you'll have everything from magical medicines, supernatural powers, and Dongfu boys."

Before becoming a golden elixir, there was only one thought in my mind——to become an elixir.

Once the golden core was completed, other thoughts popped up.

On this road to alchemy, Jing Xin has tasted the bitterness of lacking cronies, and is unwilling to let Lu Tong go.

In particular, Jing Xin is very aware of the power of "Secret Demon Fate".

Lu Tong felt something was wrong.

Promise more.

What others reward is not as good as what one earns.

He turned his brains around, looking for an excuse.

"Immortal Elder, in this life, Lu only wants to cultivate great supernatural powers. No matter where he is in the future, as long as the Immortal Elder summons him, he will be bound to death."

A moment of silence.

Mu Wan suddenly said: "Junior Sister, there is a long way to go in practice. Please remember, avoid haste, arrogance, and impetuosity."

Jing Xin exhaled, and said, "Lu Tong, do you know what my natal spell is?"

"Know a thing or two, I have seen it in the Valley of the Hook."

God's means, watching the monks make moves, creating false appearances.

The more shots you take, the closer the truth is to the real person.

Lu Tong was a little skeptical.

The reason why Bi Dongfeng was killed was that Jing Xin lost a game because he changed his strategy without authorization at the gambling table.

More importantly, it is to generate the false appearance of the two.

"If there is a breakthrough in my cultivation in the future, come to Yiyezong to see me immediately and help me improve my natal spells."

"Lu has written it down."

Jing Xin took out a piece of white jade.

The spiritual power is like a knife, cut into a leaf.

Jing Xin threw out the leaves casually, and said: "Take the jade leaves and go to find Ghost Mist. Where there is Ghost Mist, there are monks who have captured the Qi Sect."

"Thank you, Xianchang!"

Lutong took the leaves.

The leaves of the white jade tree are as big as a palm, with clear lines and veins.

On the leaf stem, two extremely small characters are engraved - Jingxin.

He carefully put away the leaves and exhaled lightly.

Jing Xin glanced back, and said with a soft smile, "You'd better forget about it first, wait ten years from now when your mana is strong, and then go to capture Qizong, otherwise it will be like sending you to death."

This smile is more human.

It seems to be back to before.

Lu Tong took the opportunity to ask: "Immortal Chief, what is the strength to capture Qizong?"

"Very strong. Hunting and killing fog ghosts all year round, the weak ones died, and the ones left behind were all powerful."

"Being in the Qi Zong sect, you have to kill the fog ghost?"

"Capturing the Qi Sect was set up to deal with the fog ghost."

At this time, a figure with a leopard head and human feet flew over.

Jing Xin said: "Mu Wan, take Lu Tong out."

"Ok."

Mu Wan put her hand on Lu Tong's shoulder and flew away.

……

Worry-free Mountain is half empty.

At nightfall, which is usually the busiest time, there are not many monks on the street.

The gambling fight lasted for nine days.

Drained most of the money bags of the bottom monks.

Either lose it all, or drink it all, or get scammed...

Many monks went out to fish to make a living.

Outside the Cloud Leaf Inn.

The two fell.

Lu Tong cupped his hands immediately and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister, for helping me!"

Just now, if it wasn't for Mu Wan's warning words, Jing Xin might not have handed over Yu Ye.

"Brother, you are being polite."

Mu Wan shook her head and said, "Cheng Dan is very dangerous, especially it takes a lot of energy. It's normal to be unable to control greed when Jin Dan is just formed. According to Jing Xin's temperament, even if he doesn't give it today, he will take the initiative to give it to him when he understands it later. Come to the door."

"No matter what, Senior Sister is kind to me. If there is a need in the future, Junior Brother will definitely help me."

"it is good."

The two separate.

Lu Tong returned to Dakuiyuan.

At the gate of the courtyard, two lanterns were hung.

One black and one white.

The black lantern illuminates the ghostly path after death.

The white lantern illuminates the path of the next life.

He stood at the door, staring at the two lanterns, and sighed:
Old Han, let's go.

In the yard, a banquet is being arranged.

Uncle Zhen, Zhen Yi, Shi Yong...

Several monks under Jing Xin's command who had hardly spoken a word actually came.

Even the damned Kong Chengsheng came.

Kong Chengsheng was holding a bowl and was fishing for mixed vegetables beside the pot.

Chowder has a variety of flavors, and you can throw any vegetables and meat you can find into it.

When a person dies or is born, happy events or funerals can be entertained with chowder.

All the flavors of life are in one pot.

Lu Tong suddenly appeared at the door.

When Kong Chengsheng saw it, he was startled.Immediately put down the spoon, walked left and right with the bowl in hand, trying to find a place to hide.

He took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you all! Please forgive me for the poor hospitality!"

"where."

"Fellow Daoist Lu, my condolences."

Uncle Zhen came over and said, "Your old man is gone, only the servant girl is running in and out. The second maid called me to come over and help take care of it."

The maid should be Dian Si'er.

The second girl should be Zhen Yi.

Lu Tong glanced at Zhen Yi, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."

He walked over to the pot and looked at it.

Spirit grass, big demon meat, everything that one expects to find.

The heat is rising, and it is full of aura and blood.

"master."

Dian Sier wears a black cloth on his left arm and a white cloth on his right arm.

Lu Tong raised his arm.

Dian Si'er took out two strips of black and white cloth and tied them around his arms.

"Where's Dahan?"

"In the mourning hall. Master, Dahan has become weird."

"What's wrong?"

"The eyes are dark, the head is sharper, the hair has grown a lot, and I keep talking in my sleep."

Lu Tong frowned and walked into the mourning hall.

The main room, originally Lu Tong's room, was changed into a mourning hall.

There is a formation in the center, and the old Han's head is lying in it, surrounded by a circle of black and white jade.

Dahan knelt beside the formation, lowering his head.

A long strip protrudes from the center of the top of the head, like a ridge.

He went over and patted Dahan on the head, and said, "Dahan?"

Dahan raised his head, his eyes were dark, like two black holes.

"Boss, old Han wants to be buried in Yunying City."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)