Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 677 Undying Curse

Darkness, awakening.
When Lu Zhong reacted, he was already in a magnificent palace.

The lights in front of him are brilliant, a piece of gold and jade, even though it is inlaid with gold and jade everywhere, it is still hard to hide the sense of decadence and lifelessness.

Even the air is filled with the same breath.

"This is the fairy world?"

Lu Zhong was a little unsure.

Although the power of the interface here is strong and far above the spirit world, there are similar places in the boundless void.

At this time, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Yuanshen is still in chaos.

The reason is also simple. After the ascension is successful, the imitation law is transformed into the law of heaven and earth.

In this process, there is a lot of information instilled.

At the same time, in the process of ascension, in order to protect the things in the picture of mountains and rivers, Lu Zhong almost exerted all his strength, so that he could not be affected by the immortal mirror and the square pot.

Affected by the above two factors, it is normal for Yuanshen to be in a daze for the time being.

However, "smuggling" by hiding in the fairy tales of the heavens is not considered a complete success.

'It is estimated that as soon as they go to the outside world, they will be baptized by thunderstorms. If they can't survive it. But there is probably a way to resolve it, otherwise the monks who ascend through the large formation will be chopped into ashes. '

'In this way, the plan to draw people with the help of the immortals from the heavens will also be put on hold for the time being. '

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Lu Zhong rubbed his temples, and only after the discomfort disappeared for the most part, did he look around carefully.

Both the window coffin and the floor tiles in the hall are covered with thick dust.

It seems that no one has cleaned here for a long time.

As for why the lights are always on?

"It seems to be some kind of magical effect, which keeps the light on the candle. This kind of magic is mentioned in a certain book of the Daomeng, and it involves the power of laws."

"Now I can do it at will."

Looking around for a week, Lu Zhong couldn't see anything.

For the sake of caution, I decided to rest in the hall for a while.

In the process, he made new discoveries.

"Also, the vitality of heaven and earth here is surprisingly strong! Even at my level, mana recovers very quickly, but why are the laws so obscure?"

In Yuanshen's field of vision, the laws of heaven and earth that were originally clearly visible in the world of spirits seem to be covered by a veil at this moment, and even if you concentrate all your energy, you can't see them clearly anymore.

As if something exists deliberately.

More than that.

Lu Zhong also discovered that his lifespan seemed to have stagnated, without any increase or decrease.

In this case, Mo said he was a true immortal.

Even mortals without cultivation can enjoy longevity.

"Why is it so weird?"

Lu Zhong was very puzzled by this.

"Forget it, everything can be known through exploration. The most urgent thing now is to find out where I am now and what the situation in the fairy world is like."

Thinking of this, he got up and opened the door to go out.

"Whoosh-"

The salty sea breeze blew in front of me, and there was a sea of ​​mist mixed with water and mist in front of me. After my eyes penetrated thousands of miles of clouds, I could vaguely see the overlapping shadows of mountains.

Looking up again, Lu Zhong saw a shocking scene.

I saw that above the sky, regardless of the sun, moon and stars, they were all covered by a golden canopy.

Along the branch flowing with golden light, he once again saw a giant golden tree, which was so magnificent that it could not even be described in words.

Is it ten thousand feet?Or a million feet?
'Is this the body of Tian Daozi? '

Lu Zhong thought in his heart and made a guess.

Having experienced so many things, he is far more aware than others that the Golden Tree is equivalent to Tian Daozi.

Then, he began to explore the surroundings.

One thing that is certain is that this is an isolated island floating in the sea.

On this island with a radius of a hundred miles, there is nothing but an unknown temple with unknown meaning and always brightly lit.

I turned it around a few more times carefully to make sure nothing was missed.

Only then did Lu Zhong fly towards the sea of ​​clouds in front of him.

A few days later, it was noon.

This is the time of the day when the Golden Tree is the brightest, but the sea is still as dark as ever, and even the wisps of golden light hanging from the sky can't change the sea water in the slightest.

There was silence everywhere, except for the sound of crashing waves.

But at this moment, a silver door opened, and suddenly a black-haired figure walked out from inside, he was dressed in black.

It was Lu Zhong who left the isolated overseas island and crossed the sea to reach the land.

"Finally leave that Dead Sea!"

On the way here, the sea of ​​fog was very strange. Even if he spread his consciousness to the extreme, he could not see any living beings from the surface of the sea to the depths of the seabed. It was really a dead sea.

After a while, Lu Zhong sensed something and showed a look of surprise.

Immediately, the figure disappeared and disappeared in place.

Thousands of miles away, a big battle is going on.

"kill!"

The soldiers fought bravely to be the first, and chopped down the rotting figures to the ground.

They often wear heavy armor, and the metal armor weighing hundreds of catties endows these mortals with unimaginable defensive power, and it seems to be able to bless their strength, so even if the opponent is several feet tall, they can still use it. The exaggerated Zhanmajian cut off.

"Interesting, it looks like a magic weapon, but it can be used by mortals."

Lu Zhong was suspended in mid-air, watching the battle with cold eyes.

He could see that the opponents of the mortal army were not ordinary.

Facing the oncoming tin cans, this group of rotten people did not show the slightest fear. They still waved tattered swords, organized an extremely loose formation, and rushed towards their opponents.

Cooperate with each other, trying to cause damage from the gaps and joints of the armor, and knock down the mighty opponent.

"The Fluctuation of the Law of the Underworld"

A look of surprise flashed in Lu Zhong's eyes.

He could sense that these rotten people were filled with this kind of aura.

"These... are not so much human beings as they are undead who are kept alive by the law of the underworld, constantly in a state of death and resurrection."

Even if they were dismembered and fell down, the undead would get up again in a burst of gray light, straighten the misplaced bones, stuff back the leaked viscera, or pick up the kicked head, and continue to wave their weapons. The rusted sword continued to attack without fear of death, as if an ant swallowed an elephant.

Therefore, occasionally soldiers will fall.

But following the rear of the team, as soon as the staff-wielding doctor in civilian clothes raised his hand, he stood up again in the falling green light, healed quickly from his injuries, and continued to crash into the opposing battle formation.

The battle situation is one-sided crushing.

However, it is a group of monks shrouded in black smoke who can finally decide the outcome. Their strength is not weak, and their spells are proficient and exquisite.

The leader of the black-robed cultivator is even more capable of building foundations, and can breathe out black flames that melt gold and iron, but the opposite leader is also a foundation-building cultivator, wearing a thicker giant armor.

Fighting against such a big "iron block" will undoubtedly be a disadvantage for the black-robed monks.

With a single technique, even if he has the upper hand in terms of strength, after a long period of consumption, he has no choice but to lose in the end because he cannot kill the opponent for a long time.

Every time a person falls, they will be immediately put into the iron coffin.

When the undead monks headed by them were completely lost, even if the undead army remained undead, they would be killed and almost defeated.

At this moment, Lu Zhong saw that after the great battle was over, after the mortal soldiers had cleaned the battlefield and collected the trophies and corpses of their comrades, another undead was imprisoned in iron cages, and then carried to giant coffins in batches. On the big black cart, wait for the seals to be affixed one by one, and then transport them away.

"Why is that?"

With a move in his heart, he quietly followed.

Following this mortal convoy, they soon came to a city.

This city is not big, only a hundred miles around.

It is called "Yunfang City".

The decadent atmosphere still enveloped this place, but compared to the dead and quiet outside, this slightly bustling town has a little more smoke and fire.

The convoy crossed the moat, but did not enter the city.

Lu Zhong followed and observed, and found that the row of black carts soon arrived at their destination, which was located on the edge of the city wall, a hole leading to the ground.

There are countless tree roots spreading around, exuding a very strong smell of the golden tree, and there are powerful prohibitions guarding it.

After thinking twice, he gave up the idea of ​​breaking in.

In a strange world, Lu Zhong chose to hide himself as much as possible before figuring out the situation in the fairy world.

To avoid exposure to unknown dangers.

Until now, he still doesn't know what kind of combat power the real immortal is in this world?With the lessons learned from the Fallen Immortal, no matter how cautious you are, it is not an exaggeration.

No one can tell whether there will be such a "monitoring immortal weapon".

There is a golden tree above the head, so be careful and careful.

Instead, he turned his gaze to the city behind him.

Sometimes, you want to go deep into a world and blend into it.

Maybe starting from the bottom would be a good choice.

After half a year.

East Street, Ren'an Medical Center.

Wearing a doctor's uniform, Lu Zhong sent the last patient away with a kind face.

Turn around and close the door, and then walk to the backyard.

After so many days of observation, he already knew a lot of information he wanted through side-stepping and secretly inquiring, including the causes of the undead on the battlefield and their final whereabouts.

The residents of Yunfang City regarded those living corpses as being under the "curse of immortality".

Those who suffer from this disease cannot rest in peace after death. Unless the corpse is sent to the catacomb and properly placed, it will be resurrected every time.

Repeatedly for a period of time.

The patient will also suffer a complete breakdown of consciousness in the pain of constant rebirth.

The reason why the city guards of Yunfang City started hunting the undead is because the patients infected with the undead curse are contagious to a certain extent. can spread or even explode.

At that time, normal mortals will also be infected.

Speaking of mortals, Lu Zhong found that even though their lifespan remains unchanged, the mortals in Yunfang City are not truly immortal. Their bodies and souls will gradually decay over time, and their appearance will also change accordingly.

When it decays to the point where it completely loses its ability to move, it will be sent to the underground cemetery.

This process is called "returning the tree".

It is worth mentioning that the undead cannot return to the tree.

This point was already doomed when they were infected with the Undead Curse.

Even the undead couldn't even get relief.

Locked in the underground cemetery, sleeping forever without seeing the light of day, may already be their best destination.

Putting this aside, Lu Zhong also discovered one more thing.

Mortals of different classes in the city do not age at the same rate.

According to their division of labor, the lowest-level slaves and servants will often decay within a thousand years, while the highest-ranking Yunfang City Lord is said to have ruled the city for more than ten thousand years, and he is only a middle-aged man so far.

Matched with the status, there is also the strength of mortals.

Although it is impossible to draw a definite conclusion in just half a year, through Lu Zhong's observation, it is found that the potential of mortals is almost completely fixed. The shackles lock everyone tightly and cannot be changed by their efforts.

Not only mortals, but also monks.

Qi refining is always Qi refining, and foundation building is always foundation building.

As long as the cultivation level reaches the upper limit, it will remain stagnant at that level.

Even if you take pills, you can't change anything.

Aware of this, Lu Zhong hastened to practice.

What made him breathe a sigh of relief was that whether it was due to the special nature of Ascension cultivators, or because he had mastered the laws of heaven and earth, or because of other unknown reasons, his own cultivation level was not affected, and his mana and spiritual consciousness still had the potential to improve.

All in all, Yunfang City is in this kind of "eternity".

Lu Zhong planned to stay for half a year longer.

Soon, the next return to the tree will begin.

He was going to watch the complete process of the tree returning ceremony.

Time flies, and it will soon be the day of returning to the tree.

On this day, every household in Yunfang City had their doors and windows closed.

The bustling streets in the past are extremely quiet and deserted at this moment.

Accompanied by the suffocating sound of bells and drums, a team dressed in gold appeared on the street, and every time they passed a house with golden wheel grass hanging on the lintel, they would stop temporarily.

After lifting out a struggling cloth bag and shutting it into the gorgeous carriage drawn by four giant black horses and decorated with golden tree patterns, the three-foot-long cart will continue to move forward. .

Not many people need to return to the tree this year.

So, the team was out of town in no time.

Lu Zhong hid his figure and followed into the underground cemetery.

As early as half a year ago, he had already checked clearly that although the underground cemetery had strong restrictions, he could only detect the existence of the transformation god, which seemed to be at the level of a true immortal, but he did not perceive it.

The passage goes all the way down, and there are many forks along the way.

Each branch has countless branches, and at the end of each branch is a grave.

Such a standard shape gave Lu Zhong a sense of deja vu.

"By the way, it's the general's tomb in Qinghejie!"

Although the purposes of the two cemeteries are different, their construction styles are very similar, and it is difficult to explain the similarities in various details, which makes people doubt that there is a connection between the two.

If this is true.
Behind it stands an extremely astonishing fact.

That is, the Undying Curse has existed since millions of years ago or even earlier.

After all, the function of the underground cemetery is to hold the undead.

Prevent them from constantly respawning, causing the Undying Curse to spread.

What is even more desperate is that the mortals in Yunfang City have been in a state of complete class solidification during this period.

In this way, it can explain a little bit.

Why after so many years, Yunfang City is still in a state of small-scale peasant economy.

Yes, classes are eternally solidified.

Who wants to improve!

(End of this chapter)