Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 480 Good things

into the night.

In the side hall, formations shrouded it.The tables, chairs, and cabinets in the room are all piled up by the wall, and there is an earthen platform with a length and width of Zhang in the center.

Glittering Soul Altar.

After Lu Tong washed up, he put on a thin shirt and sat cross-legged on the shimmering soul altar.

Transport the mana and pour it into the altar.

On the altar, finger-long black snakes drilled out, mixed with mana, pierced through the body, soul, and transformed into a phantom outside the body.

In an instant, everything around him was clearly reflected in his mind.

The lines on the wood, the gaps in the stone, the dust left on the ground, the aura flowing in the formation...

His mind moved slightly.

You don't need to look with your eyes, you can already see the appearance of the phantom, which is exactly the same as the soul.

Try to use the "Red Cloud Scripture".

When he stroked Jin Wuliang's lower abdomen back then, the changes in blood essence and blood that he felt resurfaced, and hundreds of black snakes in his arms entangled with each other, turning into an oval shape.

Lu Tong was very surprised.

Everything you see is vivid in your eyes; everything you think about is never forgotten.

The shimmering soul altar is so mysterious.

Opening his mouth and swallowing, billowing spiritual energy poured into his mouth one after another.

As soon as he thought about it, he peeped into the soul in an instant, and the half-little man wrapped in the golden elixir, his mouth bulged and fell, as if swallowing, and quickly produced mana.

After practicing for an hour, the luster on the surface of the golden core gradually dimmed.

He restrained himself, looked at the shimmering soul altar where he sat down, stared at it for a long time, and couldn't help sighing.

The Blinking Soul Altar is a good thing.

But it’s great, what the academy wants, the sect wants, the ancient immortals want, and the great power wants, but a golden core monk with no background alone can’t keep it.

Dai Shan snatched the shimmering soul altar, but he didn't hide the news, and many eyes were fixed on it.

Dai Shan is dead, and it's his turn next.

After sitting for a long time, I didn't think of a countermeasure.

Lu Tong cast a burst of mana, turned off the lights, and prepared to rest.

"bell!"

As soon as the lights went out, the warning bells in the formation rang immediately.

He got up and left the formation, walked to the door, and asked, "Who?"

"Husband, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Dai Qimin's voice.

It has been almost two months since the year before, and the two have been talking coldly.

Today Lu Tong took the initiative to board the cloud chariot.

Dai Qimin thought it was asking for peace, and took the initiative to take a step back.

Lu Tong opened the door.

The night was getting dark, but Dai Qimin was still radiant, with powder on his face, hair accessories on his head, and a brocade robe, with a strong fragrance wafting from his body.

He inexplicably thought of wearing a shirt.

Although Dai Yixie and Dai Qimin were not born to the same mother, their eyes are almost exactly the same.

After killing Han Zaisheng, Dai Yixie's eyes were full of pain, hatred, and killing intent.

Lu Tong suspected that once Dai Qimin knew that he had killed Dai Shan, he would show exactly the same look.

"Husband?"

He took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, pulled Dai Qimin into his arms, and slammed the door behind him.

"Take it easy, it hurts me... ah!"

……

The next day, it was just dawn.

"Bell! Bell! Bell..."

The bell rang again and again to warn.

Lu Tong opened his eyes.

There was chaos on the bed, with a white shadow huddled in his arms, and a few torn cloud gauze quilts wrapped around his body.

Dai Qimin was also awakened, looked down, and instantly recalled what happened last night, a flash of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, he turned around and closed his eyes again.

Lu Tong got up and got out of bed, put on a big robe, and said, "You rest, I'll go out and have a look."

Get out the door.

Maid Yiye said: "Master, a real person has barged in and asked to see Master by name."

Lu Tong looked very calm.

"Do you know the name?"

"The real person didn't say anything, the attitude... the attitude is a bit arrogant."

He nodded and said: "It's okay, prepare water to wash first."

Inside the hall.

Lu Tong just entered the hall.

The figure sitting on the main seat immediately stood up and said, "Wei Hu, where is the Shun Hun Altar, take it out."

Lu Tong glanced at it.

The figure is tall and ordinary-looking, and the eyes are different from ordinary people, one is yellow and orange, the other is blue and miserable.

With a guess in his mind, he asked, "But Madarame?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you, where is Dai Shan's Altar of Sparkling Soul?"

Lu Tong frowned, wondering: "What?"

"Hmph! Play stupid, this trick is useless to me, should you take it out obediently, or should I take it myself?"

The aura suddenly solidified, as if it had turned into a mountain.

Lu Tong sank all over, but he didn't have much fear in his heart, he said: "The real person wants to do something in the city, have you asked the real person Li Youhai?"

Madarame's eyes flashed.

The surrounding aura is getting heavier and heavier, like mountains, pressing from every corner such as up, down, front, and back.

Lu Tong gritted his teeth and stared at Madaramu without retreating.

In the mortal world, the Nascent Soul Realm is the sky, and one can almost do whatever one wants.

But hell is different.

The lineage here is long and orderly, and it is possible for a qi-training disciple to cultivate a powerful lineage. If you want to do whatever you want here, you must at least have the protection of an immortal.

After a cup of tea, Lu Tong was pressed down and bowed slightly.

"Humph!"

Madame Madara shook his sleeves and strode out, leaving behind a voice, saying: "Boy, I've got my eye on you. If you're sensible, please obediently send the things to Kuweilou!"

The aura began to flow again.

Lu Tong straightened up slowly, moved his shoulders, walked outside the hall, and looked up at the sky.

One came, and there should be another.

Zhu Dongbi said that there are many people who are thinking about the shimmering soul altar, and the two most difficult ones right now are Madame Madame and Li Youhai.

……

After a stick of incense.

Lu Tong was sitting alone at the table, eating breakfast.

Yiye walked to the table and said, "Master, there is a guest named Fei Yinglin."

He smiled, immediately put down his chopsticks, strode to the front courtyard, and said, "Yinglin, come in!"

Fei Yinglin pretended to be calm, suppressed the joy at the corner of his mouth, cupped his hands and said, "Brother!"

Lu Tong nodded, patted Fei Yinglin on the shoulder, raised his arms, and entered the courtyard together.

"Haven't eaten yet, it's just the right time, let's eat some together."

"Brother, I have eaten."

"Then eat more."

Pulled all the way into the hall, pressed against the table.

Yiye served the bowls and chopsticks.

Lu Tong directly picked up the plate, put a portion of Mamu leaves in front of Fei Yinglin, and said, "Try this, you have just built a foundation, eating more Mamu leaves can strengthen your foundation."

"Ah."

Fei Yinglin doesn't like vegetables.

However, it was the first time I ate at my elder brother's house. In order to leave a good impression, I took a big bite with chopsticks and chewed for a long time before swallowing it.

Lu Tong smiled gently and asked, "How is it?"

"good to eat."

"Eat more if it's delicious."

He moved another plate of boiled purple bamboo shoots to Fei Yinglin.

After eating for a while.

Fei Yinglin put down his chopsticks, drank half a cup of tea, and said, "Brother, do you have time today?"

"What, are you in trouble? Which blind person dares to provoke our brother?"

Lu Tong patted the table hard.

Fei Yinglin hurriedly put down the teacup, shook her head repeatedly, and said, "No, it's Martial Uncle Li. Uncle Li wants to see Elder Brother, and said that when Elder Elder has time, he will go to Yuhu Lake."

Yuhu, the residence of Li Youhai.

Lu Tong's heart skipped a beat, and the second one came too.

"Realist Li wants to see me, of course he is free anytime." He grinned, "But Brother Wei and Zhenren Li have never met before, why does the real person suddenly want to see me?"

"I don't know. After I reported the incident, Uncle Li only asked one question, that Dai Shan was killed by his brother himself. I answered truthfully, and the real person said that he would take his brother to the empty lake when he has free time."

"Have you ever told the real person about the mistake that brother made unintentionally?"

Fei Yinglin's expression changed a little, and after a while, he said: "Brother, I told my uncle before that I suspected that brother and Dai Shan were colluding with the mortal world. I didn't say it yesterday, but..."

"fine."

Lu Tong patted Fei Yinglin on the shoulder, stood up and said, "Let's go, don't make Master Li wait too long."

(End of this chapter)