Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Ruiling World.

The candle ring flashed, and Lu Zhong's figure emerged.

"Welcome to the city lord."

Headed by the incarnation of Huang Quan, all the monks who pioneered the fleet gathered here.

At this moment, the cultivators are feeling uneasy and anxious. They already know the truth about the destruction of this world, and they know why it happened.

Especially after witnessing the tragedy in Ruiling Cave.

Many people even secretly decided that in order to avoid repeating the same mistakes in the world of spirits, they would never set foot in the world of spirits even if they died in this life.

Lu Zhong had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and signaled Huang Quan's incarnation to let the eight ghost cultivators start checking.

This move was just a deception. In fact, he had already used the gray fog space to conduct destructive inspections on everything in the fleet, whether it was monks or various items, within the scope of his knowledge.

A routine destruction, without the slightest discovery;

Time acceleration was applied to the pioneer fleet, and this time disaster broke out.

Lu Zhong went back and found that the source was not from the monks, but from the insect eggs that got on the boat at some time. Later, after time accelerated, it finally showed its flaws.

"Hidden enough!"

He thought to himself, and continued to try other methods.

This time, nothing else was found.

Exiting the gray fog space, Lu Zhong beckoned casually at this time, and nearly a hundred finger-sized eggs flew out from all over the entire fleet, like inconspicuous insect eggs on stones.

When he shot a silver light, these eggs immediately matured and changed.

After a while, it turned into a head of elytra, ferocious and terrifying.

Seeing this, all the cultivators looked shocked.

You know, before Lu Zhong arrived, they had spontaneously inspected the entire fleet no less than a hundred times, but they still failed to find these eggs.

"If City Lord Lu wasn't there, I'm afraid this time."

Thinking of the consequences of this matter, everyone's heart is extremely heavy.

On the other hand, Lu Zhong, who had seen the methods of the swarm, was also a little surprised.

This is the first time he has seen a way of camouflage like insect eggs that can evade the detection of spiritual sense even after looking through the collection of Daomeng.

"I'm afraid this is an evolution in response to Xianxiu."

This idea emerged in Lu Zhong's mind, and he became more determined to go back through the scene to find out how the swarm invaded.

The vast void, dead energy deposits.

Suddenly, a door opened and Lu Zhong walked out.

Through preliminary backtracking, he has determined that the void in front of him was the core of the former Ruiling Realm, and it was also the last bastion of resistance for immortal cultivators in this world, that is, where the Ruiling Fortress is located.

Where Lu Zhong is currently, it is ten thousand zhang high from the ashes layer below.

It can be seen from this that the insect swarm really ate up the Ruiling world, leaving nothing but scum, leaving nothing useful.

Considering the special situation, this time Lu Zhong plans to use the power of the Immortal Treasure Square Pot and the natal Immortal Machine Star Mirror to retrace a special scene that seems to be real.

Although this backtracking cannot change the ending, it can make the backtracking world react to his actions.

If you want to find a way to deal with the swarm, this can be said to be perfect.

Without hesitation, he immediately entered the scene backtracking.

The scene in front of me gradually became clear.

Under the gloomy sky of lead gray, there are rusty and red low-rise buildings. The dim light shines on the worm meat that no one cares about. As well as the young and old monks rushing past, a sense of déjà vu of the end of the world arises spontaneously.

'Is this the Ruiling Fortress that is only one year away from destruction? '

Lu Zhong looked at this scene expressionlessly, and immediately raised his feet and walked towards the depths of the fortress.

The people I met on the way, whether they were monks or ordinary people, probably understood their fate, and the expressions of frustration and despair were rare, and they were basically numb.

There is wine today, drunk today, and tomorrow will be sad.

Perhaps, this is the best interpretation of their state.

All the way into no man's land.

After a while, Lu Zhong came to the core of the fortress.

The one who met him was a white-haired boy with a maturity that did not match his appearance.

The host and guest sit down separately.

"Gudongdong"

Even though it was a person whose identity was unknown, the white-haired boy still poured a cup of hot tea.

"Please!"

Lu Zhong was also polite, and raised his teacup after saluting briefly.

The fragrance of tea curls up, but it can't cover the despair here.

In the short time he was drinking tea, there were a total of 120 explosions outside. A total of three city walls collapsed, dozens of settlements were destroyed, and countless people died because of this.

"To be honest, I am not from here."

"I know."

The white-haired boy shook his head bitterly, and slowly put down his teacup.

Immediately, he smiled and said curiously: "However, I still want to hear where did Fellow Daoist come from? According to my divination results, Fellow Daoist should have visited this place after ten thousand years."

"Yes, it is indeed ten thousand years later"

Lu Zhong didn't hide anything, and told his story completely.

Not only that, but also the problems faced by the spirit world.

After listening, the white-haired boy was silent for a while, and then let out a heavy sigh.

"Linghuan! I didn't expect fellow daoists to come from here and be able to overcome all kinds of disasters and cross the border. It would be great if I could persist for a longer time. It's a pity, after all, there is no way to recover!"

Such a dialogue across time and space is undoubtedly the most desperate.

Knowing that ten thousand years later, Luofu will come across the border, but Ruiling has not persisted until then.

After a long time, he raised his head again.

"Fellow Daoist came here this time, presumably to find a way to deal with the swarm, right?"

"Exactly." Lu Zhong nodded.

The white-haired boy took a deep breath, his reddish eye sockets returned to normal, and he smiled uncharacteristically: "Then, fellow daoist, can you agree to my humble little request?"

"It's okay to talk if you have something to say."

Lu Zhong stroked the teacup with his fingertips, probably guessing what the other party was thinking.

At this moment, the other party swept his sleeves across the table, and immediately there were no less than a hundred jade slips, large and small.

"These jade slips are all the major inheritances of my Ruiling world, and there is nothing missing in the content. It's ridiculous. In the old days, every family was closely watched by the family. Fortress, finally repented. It's a pity, it's too late!"

"Although the person is no longer there, if the inheritance can continue, it is not ashamed of the patriarch."

The young man in white smiled wryly, and released more than a hundred jade slips.

"These are the insect swarm information you need, all here."

"And these."

He flicked his sleeves again, and this time the glow fell to the ground.

It is a mountain of jade slips.

"In the jade slips, all the names of the people who died in battle are recorded. I also ask fellow daoists to take pity on me and agree to my humble request. I only hope that fellow daoists can erect a monument for these people."

"I don't ask anyone to remember them, but at least it is recognition of their efforts."

Lu Zhong was silent after hearing this, and nodded after a while.

"As fellow Taoists wish." (End of this chapter)