Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 214 Black Corpse Nuo

The Qingli sword is too conspicuous.

Lu Zhong didn't want to expose the killing of Yue Cang.

"This sword can only be used in the western region. As for the Nanman side, you still have to use Zhihong at ordinary times. A magic weapon with three layers of prohibition is enough for the early stage of alchemy." Lu Zhong thought to himself.

Unless you have to, you will never use the Qingli sword in Nanman.

Making a fortune in silence is the right way.

Next, he took out two small flags.

After obliterating the brand of spiritual consciousness in the magic weapon, Lu Zhong quickly refined the two small flags and learned the name of the magic weapon.

"Jiaoling Banner? Or a set of magical weapons..."

Flipping his hand, he took out a jade slip from the storage bag.

The shape is simple and old, obviously old.

The Jade Slips record the refining method of the Jiaoling Banner. The most important material is the third-order Jiaoling Soul, which can only be obtained by beheading the third-order Jiaoling. The difficulty of obtaining it is not ordinary.

If you get all seven jiaoling flags together, you can form the jiaolong flag.

"Jiaolong Banner, the twenty-one-level forbidden magic weapon!"

When Lu Zhong saw this, his heart stirred up waves.

With so many restrictions, how strong is this dragon flag?
You must know that in the records of the classics, the magic weapon used by Yuan Ying in the early stage is no more than this level.

"The premise is that five real dragons can be killed..." Thinking of this, the excitement in Lu Zhong's heart faded.

Jiaos are not easy to mess with.

At the same level, their combat power crushes ordinary human monks.

Even Lian Zhen, Yue Cang and his ilk are not as strong as the dragons. If you want to kill a real dragon by yourself, you usually have to have the strength to form a baby seed.

Take this to heart.

Although it is difficult to kill the real flood dragon, it is still a shortcut to obtain a powerful magic weapon.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to obtain a magic weapon with twenty-one restrictions, you must either spend hundreds of years to cultivate it, or spare no expense to refine rare spiritual materials, or do both at the same time.

In such a comparison, it seemed easier to kill five real flood dragons.

Lu Zhong continued to count.

Take out a golden flying sword and examine it carefully.

This sword is extremely heavy, at least a thousand catties.

The body of the sword is full of thunder patterns, and there seems to be faint lightning currents, exuding a sense of ancient vicissitudes. It is a rare flying sword without a sword grid, and it looks like a golden needle.

Turning it over, there are three silver pole inscriptions engraved on the spine of the sword.

"Lightning needle!" Lu Zhongmo read.

This sword gave him a deep impression.

Yue Cang just held the lightning needle, which abolished the first wood thunder technique he had so hard to master.

If he didn't dodge at that time, the whole person would be crippled on the spot.

"Fuck!"

The lightning flashed in Lu Zhong's left hand, and after he brought the lightning needle closer, the lightning was indeed attracted by the flying sword. After a while, all the lightning patterns on the sword's body lit up, and there was no discomfort in holding it.

Gently across the ground, rolling heat waves paved the surface.

A lava gully was suddenly plowed out of the stony ground.

"Can only burn glass?"

Lu Zhong looked at the bright crystals on both sides of the sword mark, but fell into deep thought.

He originally wanted to transform the lightning into a pillar of lightning and release it like Yue Cang did, but he didn't want it to be equivalent to being possessed by a demon. Although the power looks good, there is no such thing as a pillar of thunder.

The Thunder Pillar that concentrates all the power of the First Wood Lightning Technique is enough to instantly kill a monk at the early stage of alchemy.

Looking back at the scene at that time, Lu Zhong found the reason.

"Thunder return? It should be a secret technique."

Memories related to Yue Cang came to mind, and it is not difficult to guess that it is related to the exercises he practiced.

"Golden Yao Talisman, it seems that you don't need to think about it, unless Yan Zhenzong perishes"

But how could a Nascent Soul sect be destroyed so easily?
"Hey, isn't the lightning rod a forbidden magic weapon?" Lu Zhong let out a light snort at this moment, with a strange look on his face.

Dip into the spiritual consciousness, and you can find that there are many mysterious lines "growing" inside the lightning rod. This is another method of refining the magic weapon, which imitates the birth process of the spirit treasure.

The reason why it is not popular in the world of cultivating immortals today is because the refining process is too long, often taking thousands of years.

The magic weapon refined by this method does not have the defect of prohibiting magic weapon.

As long as the brand of spiritual consciousness left by the previous master is erased, the magic weapon can be fully controlled.

This should have been an advantage, but in the world of cultivating immortals who were guilty of committing crimes, it became the reason for being coveted. As long as the original owner is beheaded, the treasure that has been condensed by generations of people can be taken as his own.

Just ask, who can not be tempted?

It is precisely because of this that this magic weapon refining method called "sacrificing refining method" was replaced by the forbidden magic weapon that appeared later. The latter is simple and easy to refine and can be quickly produced, and can also grow into a spiritual treasure.

Realizing this, Lu Zhong's face suddenly changed.

I made a big mess of myself now!
It seems that this kind of sacrificial refining magic weapon is most likely the inheritance magic weapon of Yan Zhenzong. After all, as long as it is cultivated from generation to generation, the lightning rod will transform into a legendary spiritual treasure sooner or later.

Once lost, it might be able to attract True Monarch Nascent Soul.

Thinking of the serious consequences arising from this, Lu Zhong hastily checked the lightning rod carefully several times.

Confirm that there is no secret mark left by Yan Zhenzong on it.

Only a few seals were issued, and they were stored in the storage bag.

He is not afraid of Yan Zhenzong's tracking. Although there are many tracking methods in the world of cultivating immortals, they are more or less limited.

Conventional methods are all methods of using spiritual energy, and Lu Zhongyou is confident that he has already cleared them all. Methods such as divination and divination are restrained by his magical power of "moving stars and changing battles", so there is no possibility of positioning.

"As long as I don't expose it, then Yan Zhenzong can only suffer from being dumb!"

Thinking of this, Lu Zhong couldn't help being happy.

Telling you to target me, you have even lost the magic weapon of inheritance, right?

Picking up Yue Cang's storage bag, seeing that there were not many things left in it, he just poured it out in one go. After a burst of colorful rays of light, there was a section of things on the ground.

In terms of spirit stones, they are worth [-] spirit stones in total.

Not much for him.

But many alchemy cultivators have been busy for a whole year, and they can't earn this amount.

Under normal circumstances, except for those baby-forming seeds, the newly promoted alchemy monks spent the first hundred years repaying debts, or repaying family debts, or performing tasks for the sect to repay good deeds.

Things will be sorted out soon.

As expected, there is basically nothing good.

Those of some value bear the logo of Yan Zhenzong, and can only be sold in the western region. The sum of all the miscellaneous things is worth about [-] to [-] spirit stones.

The greater the risk, the greater the reward!
After Lu Zhong sorted it out, recalling the experience of this trip, it can be said that this sentence was perfectly verified.

Among other things, those three magic weapons alone are worth millions of spirit stones.

"In the future... you still have to be more careful."

"This time I was lucky, I escaped the thunder pillar and killed Yue Cang, but it may not be the case next time."

Safety is more important than anything else.

……

The following days can only be said to be uneventful.

Lv Zhong and the crew quickly arrived at Ningwufang City.

Since Lianjian was killed and Yue Cang's whereabouts were unknown, the coalition monks who had besieged Ningwufang City earlier retreated after receiving the news after losing the two major alchemy strengths.

The siege of Fangshi was thus lifted.

Time passes day by day.

Lu Zhong was stationed in Ningwufang City, and spent most of his days practicing.

In his spare time, he would also receive star power to quench his body.

Xingyuan's spiritual body is hard to come by, so he basically doesn't count on it.

Half a year later, the external situation changed, and Yu Xiaoqing was transferred away.

There is only one alchemy cultivator, Lu Zhong, left in Ningwufang City. He still needs to stay here for half a year, and he will not be able to return to Changchun Immortal City to rest until the replacement Changchun Valley Daoist is stationed here.

During this period, Yu Feng'er sent a letter from home through Lingying.

Everything is fine there. Although the Chengde Chamber of Commerce suffered a lot of losses in the war, the profits from other aspects are not only enough to make up for the losses, but even make a lot of money.

"...Everything is fine on my side, don't worry too much."

Lu Zhong finished writing the reply letter, and then put a few restrictions on it before stuffing the letter into the mailbox.

The spirit eagle with the letter is a domesticated second-order storm eagle.

Only this kind of spirit eagle will not be attacked by the storm eagle group, and safely pass through the territory of the storm eagle on the way to Ningwufang City.

He took out a second-order elixir and fed it to Spirit Eagle.

"Hey!" The one-foot-tall spirit eagle ate the elixir and let out a satisfied cry.

Then, he arched Lu Zhong with his head again.

"It's really greedy! Forget it, I'll give it all to you." Lu Zhong patted its head and cursed with a smile.

Immediately, he fed the whole bottle of pills to this guy.

Handing out the letter box, the spirit eagle swallowed it in one gulp, and then jumped for life. After spreading its wings in the air, it let out several bright eagle calls, and quickly swept towards Changchun fairy city.

After finishing these, Lu Zhong walked out of the courtyard and came to the lobby outside.

Outside, the Ye brothers and sisters have been waiting busy.

Lu Zhong sat in the main seat, held up a cup of steaming spirit tea, and said softly:

"What's the matter?"

A dignified Jindan real person will never condescend to manage Fangshi.

Lu Zhong doesn't covet the benefits of three melons and two dates, so Ningwufang City is currently managed by the Ye brothers and sisters. Although the management is not satisfactory, at least half a year has not missed any troubles.

"Report to senior, people have been disappearing inexplicably in Fang City recently, this is the result of the investigation by this junior." Ye Mei's face was a little pale at this time, and there was a strong smell of medicine on her body, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

As he spoke, he handed out a jade slip.

Lu Zhongshe took a look, his expression gradually became serious.

"Is it the work of a monster?"

The so-called monsters are the monsters that the magic cultivators become when they go mad and lose control.

According to the investigation of the Ye brothers and sisters, this monster appeared very suddenly, as if it was born out of thin air, and its strength reached the second level as soon as it appeared.

Now that it has swallowed hundreds of lives, its estimated strength on the dossier has already mentioned the third level.

It was precisely because of this that the two had no choice but to ask Lu Zhong to help.

"I see, where is the monster now?" Lu Zhong said blankly, the brothers and sisters of the Ye family are really useless, even a second-level head can't solve it, and raising a tiger caused them to break through the third-level.

It's really in vain to be a disciple of Changchun Valley.

Sensing the sudden increase of coercion, Ye Yun lowered his head and did not dare to breathe.

Ye Mei, who was next to her, clasped her hands and said, "The junior has already sent people to watch, and the monster is still in the Liushui Cave in the Lost Soul Forest in the north."

Lost Soul Forest, the source of fog in Ningwufang City.

The fog here is very special, and the wind can't blow it away and the water can't be poured through.

There is also a slight effect of isolating consciousness.

Lu Zhong had already tried it. Affected by the special fog here, the distance from which his spiritual consciousness can be released is only less than [-]%, which is about three hundred and sixty feet.

As for the Flowing Water Cave, it was in the depths of the Lost Soul Forest.

He knows where.

"You guys back down, I will deal with that monster myself." Lu Zhong possessed Ziyou Extreme Fire, and also mastered Jiamu Thunder Technique, both of which are extremely effective against monsters, so he dared to speak so confidently.

"Yes." Seeing that Lu Zhong didn't blame them, the Ye brothers and sisters were all relieved.

After the two left, Lu Zhong sat alone in the hall.

He took out the jade slip just now, turned it over and over for a while, and finally condensed a water mirror technique to project the image in the jade slip.

It is a creeping body, with its back down and belly up, a black humanoid monster. Its head and body are turned [-] degrees. It seems that the eyes are on the top and the mouth is on the bottom, and black saliva is flowing from the wide open mouth. , his eyes glowed red like torches, just like a spider swinging his hands and feet, quickly approaching the screen.

"Is this really a monster?"

Walking around in the hall, Lu Zhong decided to investigate first for the sake of caution.

Immediately, he changed his body shape and pretended to be a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

According to the records in the dossier, the monster first appeared in the ruins on the north side of Fang City.

"Seven people died, five casual cultivators, and two Fang City law enforcement members."

Soon came to the ruins on the north side.

"It's not so much a ruin, it's better to say it's a relic." Lu Zhong looked in front of him, the style was obviously different from today's ruins, full of ancient monk characteristics, and meditated in his heart.

Go to a bowl-shaped pit.

What he didn't expect was that there were still people here.

It was a figure wearing a black burqa, and no male or female could be seen. Judging from the occasional breath, it should be a foundation-building monk, and his cultivation was roughly in the middle stage.

This person was constantly groping in the pit, as if he was looking for something.

Seeing this, Lu Zhong decided to wait for this person to be found before acting.

"Hahaha, I found it!" A surprised male voice said.

Liu Yu looked at the mutilated portrait in his hand, and the excitement in his heart was indescribable.

"As long as you have it..."

"With it, what can you do?" A faint voice came, and Lu Zhong walked slowly from the shadows, looking at the incomplete portrait, feeling puzzled in his heart.

No matter how you look at this object, it is an ordinary stone statue, and there is no trace of magic.

"You, you are Dan Jie?!"

Liu Yu sensed Lu Zhong's aura, and realized that it was a monk at the alchemy stage. It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured on his head, and it was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

"Answer my question just now, or do you want me to use Soul Search?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Liu Yu rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and immediately told the origin of the stone statue. It was the core of the evil black corpse Nuo created by the barbarians, and used a secret method from outside the immortal way.

Heretic creation?

Lu Zhong frowned after hearing this, the true face of the "monster" is actually this kind of thing.

An immortal preaching a million years ago laid the cornerstone of the existence of today's world of cultivating immortals. Since then, inheritances other than the immortal way have been called leftist ways. It seemed strange to people's eyes.

Pulling back his thoughts, Lu Zhong looked at the so-called "Black Corpse Nuo Core".

According to Liu Yu, as long as he controls the core of the Black Corpse Nuo, the Black Corpse Nuo can be controlled by him.

Control a Tier [-] evil.

For foundation-building monks, it is indeed a great help.

After trying to understand Liu Yu's intention, Lu Zhong glanced at this person, raised his hand and shot Zhihong.

He had already seen that this cultivator who called himself Liu Yu was an out-and-out demon cultivator. Since he had already asked what he wanted to know, it was useless to keep it.

Demon cultivators killed as many as they could, none of them were wronged.

"Clang!" There was a clash of gold and iron.

A pitch-black arm bounced off the incoming flying sword.

"Hahaha, Changchun Valley is nothing more than that!" Liu Yu laughed loudly.

The majestic Jindan Daoist didn't even notice his trick of delaying time.

At some time, the black corpse Nuo had appeared in the ruins and blocked the blow for Liu Yu. Under the moonlight, its huge size seemed particularly oppressive.

In this regard, Lu Zhong was not surprised at all.

Rather, he has been waiting for Liu Yu to call the black corpse Nuo.

From this point of view, the Ye brothers and sisters are really useless, they were played and applauded by Liu Yu.

If I really went to the Lost Soul Forest in the future, I was afraid that Liu Yu would fall into Liu Yu's arms. There was no Jiedan in Ningwufang City, and I didn't know what troubles would happen by then.

(End of this chapter)