Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 693 Golden Dao Palace
Bone hole.

Since Lu Zhong captured this place, he changed its name to "Baidao Fairy City".

Compared with Luoxia Cave, Baidao Immortal City's Ninth Grade Immortal Meridian is indeed much better, and the Immortal Spirit Qi is extremely abundant, enough for him to speed up his cultivation by a hundred times.

"It would be even better if it was an eighth-rank immortal vein."

Lu Zhong thought a little dissatisfied.

However, he also understands that this is difficult to achieve.

Even in a place as remote as the bright moon, this kind of small place that the outside world doesn't look at, the eighth-rank immortal veins everywhere are controlled by powerful forces. They often have multiple true immortals and have passed on for tens of thousands of years. And there is at least one four-level monk whose overall strength far exceeds that of the Bone Cave Master and Tao Niangzi.

If you want to snatch food from a tiger's mouth, unless you have equal strength.

"With the ideal dojo, the next step is to improve your cultivation with all your strength."

Lu Zhong added oil to the lamp and slowly entered the state.

twilight realm.

Fairy City on the Clouds.

At the end of a great war, it is rare for this place to calm down.

At this moment, dozens of rays of light fell from the sky. From the clothes of the monks that appeared, it can be seen that the people who came were all disciples of the corridor, and the incarnation of Mr. Qu was among them.

Although the battle in the fairy world is cruel, it is not death without life.

Theoretically, as long as they are not targeted by high-level beings, low-level monks still have a high probability of surviving by relying on secret techniques to save their lives.

For example, now, with the help of the positioning of the "Astrolabe", under the guidance of an illusory gray light, Qu Jun quickly found a recruited monk who was not completely dead.

This person is in a state of deep coma at the moment, and his physical body has collapsed, leaving only the primordial spirit that was bitten a few times, and escaped with his life by luck.

Part of the reason for coma is that the primordial spirit was damaged.

The other part is to use the burning mystery method.

"Middle Stage of Transformation."

With the help of the astrolabe, Mr. Qu easily identified this person's cultivation.

In this case, even if the injury seems to have a slight chance, it is very simple to deal with.

Feed a soul pill, thanks to the amazing power inside, the incomplete primordial spirit will soon be repaired, and it is not impossible for the primordial spirit to return to normal after a little cultivation.

"Thank you senior for saving your life!"

The saved monk woke up and repeated the words over and over again.

In a similar way, Mr. Qu can be said to have heard calluses in his ears.

Since the beginning of the war, because he mastered the Void Alchemy, he was assigned to the position of alchemist accompanying the army. In addition to refining various auxiliary elixir, he also shouldered the duty of healing and saving people.

Compared with those who were arranged to meet with the real immortal uncle, or the same sect who manipulated the grafted monks.

The position of alchemist in the army is not easy, but it is safe enough.

At least for now, among the same group of disciples who entered the door back then, excluding those who were eliminated, there are only three people left alive today, and he is one of the three.

Among them, the status of alchemist with the army is undoubtedly the biggest guarantee for living to this day.

"Uncle Qu, there is another one over here!"

At this time, the backward disciple greeted excitedly.

That's right, since the Lord of the Corridors left the customs, the Palace of the Corridors has returned to its previous state, as if nothing happened in the past, and it has begun to recruit disciples, and the scale is quite amazing.

It is not difficult to guess that it is all for the purpose of breaking the war.

Naturally, Mr. Qu became the master uncle in the mouth of the younger generation.

He nodded and came to a mountain of corpses.

It can be clearly seen that the survivor under the pressure is very powerful. Before he fell, he killed many opponents, at least three to five hundred. Among them, most of them are fit monks, and many of them have reached Mahayana For the cultivators in the early stage, without exception, all opponents were killed with one blow.

Accurate and ruthless!
There is a big difference between shooting with ordinary monks in the fairy world.

With that in mind, Mr. Qu carried the survivors out with his low-ranking disciples.

"Uncle, this seems to be a mercenary from Twilight Dao."

Realizing something was wrong, the disciples gradually changed their faces.

From the excitement at the beginning, to the coldness in my heart now, I can't breathe in the past.

False reporting of information is a felony.

"You are mistaken."

Qu Jun waved his hand expressionlessly, pulled out the blood man who was only breathless, "groped" a few times on him, and quickly "found" it as a proof of recruiting monks for the corridor palace.

In this way, the doubts of the disciples were dispelled.

Little did he know that this identity certificate was made by him just now.

"It's actually the Master of Zhenyang Cave"

Mr. Qu never expected that the old acquaintance of the deity would appear here.

Still in this state.

Qu Jun glanced at the chest of Zhenyang Cave Master, the hideous wound that was still glowing with gray light: "No wonder it piled up like a mountain of corpses, it turned out that Zhenyang was hit by the Yinlou Seal of the Heavenly Immortal of the Taoist Palace, and his life was already on the verge of collapse. The siege of these hundreds of people is tantamount to the last straw that breaks the camel's back."

Too lazy to think about it, he decided to revive it first.

Presumably the deity will be very interested in this.

Once the war ceases, it will last for decades.

It's been a long time for mortals.

Even for low-level monks, it is not a short time.

But for the Taoist Golden Immortal at the top, it was just a blink of an eye, and the decades-long truce was more like an intermission for such an existence.

It is used to adjust the strategic direction and summarize the gains and losses of battles.

Mr. Qu is naturally happy to see the results.

If possible, he would also like to practice in the cave all day long like the deity.

It's a pity that right now it's time for a great war, and if one enters the gate wall of the corridor palace, one has to pay blood and loyalty for it, and it will be impossible to escape for a while.

Fortunately, in my spare time, I have the Master of Zhenyang Cave to chat with me.

Cave Master Zhenyang woke up 11 years ago. At first he lost his memory. Fortunately, with the recovery of his soul and cultivation, he quickly found it back.

In order to prevent his identity from being exposed, he simply made a fake show and joined Yin Corridor.

"What happened after the ascension?"

Master Zhenyang Cave heard Mr. Qu asking about this matter, his eyes couldn't help but a little dark.

He originally thought that the Immortal World was a place where he could live happily ever after.

I never thought it was the beginning of disaster.

"After passing through the Ascension Formation, I was escorted by the Qingxu Sect of the Twilight Realm. At first, I thought that after entering the Taoist sect, I would be able to continue to pursue higher realms, and no matter how bad it was, I would be able to live happily ever after."

In his opinion, a rising monk like himself will be valued by the sect.

"did not expect"

Cave Master Zhenyang shook his head, sighed and said:
"To become an immortal, you must take the Huajie Pill. Otherwise, you will have to endure a catastrophe once in a hundred years until you become an immortal, until the breath of the lower realms has been cleared away. Therefore, I chose to take the Huajie Pill. Who knew it would be troublesome. In order to repay the cost of Huajie Pill, I need to mine for Qing Xuzong for 1 years."

When he thought of this, he explained a bit.

"Yunxian Iron, I guess fellow Taoists have never heard of it. This is a rare spiritual material that can be used to refine immortal treasures. Because it is extraordinarily hard and the environment it is in is extremely harsh, it is necessary to cultivate at least for a period of integration. It is possible to mine, and the Mahayana period is the most efficient, and it is the most suitable for mining.”

"Mining?"

When Mr. Qu heard this, he couldn't help showing surprise.

"That's right, it's mining!"

The Master of Zhenyang Cave did not expect that he would be exploited to dig mines for others, and the digging would take thousands of years.

"If this battle hadn't started, I'm afraid I would have to mine in the mine until the ten thousand years expired."

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank Fellow Daoist for saving my life."

When Cave Master Zhenyang recalled the past, he was afraid of that state of confusion.

At that time, he was exhausted, and even a cultivator at the stage of transformation could easily take the life of a Mahayana cultivator like him, which shows how weak he is.

If Mr. Qu was not there, he would have concealed the past in time.

I'm afraid that the end of his Zhenyang Cave Master will be that he will lose his cultivation for hundreds of thousands of years.

Speaking of this, Cave Master Zhenyang felt a little regretful.

"If at the beginning, I chose to ascend through the tribulation instead of ascending through formations, how good would it be now?"

But the wood has become a boat.

"After the Shattered War started, I was selected by the Qingxu Sect to replace the Qingxu monks and served in the Twilight Immortal Army. Just as I expected when I came, the army was also rotten and decadent. Even Mahayana monks , without the slightest use for it, and is crowded out everywhere."

Recalling these memories, Cave Master Zhenyang's face also became ugly.

But soon, it was back to normal.

"Forget it, don't mention the old things again."

Hearing his words, Mr. Qu had no choice but to give up his plan to ask.

Based on the information obtained so far, it can be confirmed that the monks who ascend through the formation are equal to labor force in the eyes of all sects and belong to the objects of being squeezed.

"Is there such a thing?"

Lu Zhong, who had just left the customs, was also surprised when he received the news from Mr. Qu.

"Unexpectedly, the majestic supreme being from the lower realms, when he arrived in the fairyland, he was squeezed into mining!"

In the past, he must have never believed it.

But now the facts speak louder than words.

"This is a 'disguise' benefit."

Presumably this news spread to the lower realm of Linghuan, enough to make many monks change their minds and choose to join the fairyland version of Luofu, which is now Luoxia.

Speaking of Luoxia Immortal City, it has not been without troubles recently.

The reason why Lu Zhong left the customs this time is also related to this point.

Not long ago, an out-of-control fairy puppet entered Luoxia.

Immortal puppet, of course, has the combat power of a true immortal, comparable to a heavenly immortal in its heyday.

Originally, things of this level would be recycled by special monks.

However, this out-of-control immortal puppet was already abandoned by the corridor palace because of its severe damage, and Mr. Incarnation Qu even saw it on the abandoned list.

Because of this, Lu Zhongcai had to leave the customs.

As soon as the figure dissipated, it quickly appeared above a dense forest.

This was a teleportation that he precisely positioned based on the real-time information provided by Brother Luoxia, and it happened to be transmitted to the face of the out-of-control fairy puppet without bias.

At this moment, just in front of Lu Zhong, less than ten thousand feet away, there is a figure floating in mid-air.

The clothes are tattered, and the metal skin is often broken.

It can be seen from the details that the fairy puppet's manufacturing skills are by no means comparable to the puppets in the lower realm. The latter is at best spliced ​​with building blocks, while the former is a high-tech technology.

At this moment, the astonishing fairy energy leaked from its body caused astonishing damage along the way.

The destructive power is roughly equivalent to the full strength of the cultivator of Huashen.

However, what he cared most about was that there was a broken sword stuck in Xian Puppet's chest.

Lu Zhong could tell at a glance that there was a strange power residing on the broken sword, and the source was not from the Twilight Immortal Palace, but more like the legendary inheritance of the Golden Dao Palace—the way of cause and effect.

After a little confirmation, he quickly analyzed the effect.

Cause and effect—the one who draws the sword dies!

"No wonder it was abandoned."

Lu Zhong thought to himself, even he didn't have the strength to just draw the sword without hurting the puppet.

Perhaps the gain outweighed the loss, which made Brother Yinlou choose to give up this fairy puppet.

"It's difficult!"

In the past, he could try to use the gray fog space to explore the possibility of not dying with a sword drawn.

But now—the gray fog space has condensed into a spirit ring.

Limited by the weakness of his own strength, Lu Zhong didn't dare to bet on the result of his driving the spirit ring, and no matter whether the result was good or bad, the ring would probably not belong to him.

Can it only be destroyed?

Soon, he thought of a way.

The difficulty of drawing a sword is that the value of an existence with the strength to draw a sword is higher than that of a broken fairy puppet.

In the final analysis, it is still a question of trade-offs.

Coincidentally, Lu Zhong's incarnation outside his body can use the power of his body to increase his strength in a short period of time and gain the ability to pull out the broken sword from the fairy puppet.

There is only one difficulty in doing this.

That is, whether the fall of the sword-drawn avatar will hurt the deity.

Later, Lu Zhong realized that he was worrying too much.

The power of cause and effect in Broken Sword is single and pure, without any "impurities", so it can destroy an immortal puppet, and the monk Yinlou gave up recycling it.

It can be deduced from this point that the incarnation drawing the sword will not endanger the deity.

"so."

Lu Zhong quickly made a decision.

That is to let other people do it.

Soon, the right person will be found.

But it was Gu Shisan, a disciple of the master of the White Bone Cave who had been captured before, a long-established Mahayana. With the blessing of the secret method and supplemented by an incarnation, it is possible to pull out the broken sword.

In exchange for drawing his sword, he would thus be free.

As for Lu Zhong, he obtained a broken fairy puppet.

A rare win-win deal.

Of course, the premise is that Bone Thirteen can succeed.

After preparing for several years, Lu Zhong took Gu Shisan to appear on the ground that the immortal puppet must pass through.

"Thank you senior for giving me this opportunity!"

After Gu Shisan bowed to thank him, he activated the secret technique without hesitation, and his aura began to increase at an astonishing speed. At the same time, a bright light shot out from his body, which was the external incarnation refined by Lu Zhong for him.

As soon as the avatar appeared, he went straight to the fairy puppet.

The result was indeed as Lu Zhong expected, the power on the broken sword was too pure, and it would only affect the person who drew the sword.

So in an instant, that incarnation collapsed into aura.

"This is the power of karma? Golden Dao Palace."

Lu Zhong secretly thought, although the cause and effect are not as intuitive as the two ways of time and space, the power is exactly the same, and it is quite strange.

It's hard to tell which one is better.

Gu Shisan was released as promised, and he flashed to the fairy puppet.

When the sword was drawn just now, it was pulled out together with its core, so the current fairy puppet is in a paralyzed state unless a suitable core can be found to replace it.

For this, Lu Zhong is not helpless.

By incarnating as Mr. Qu, one can exchange for the immortal puppet core.You only need to repair the fairy puppet's body, and then put it into this complete fairy puppet core, and you can get a fairy puppet whose power is comparable to that of a real fairy.

It just takes a lot of time.

However, this is the icing on the cake for Lu Zhong.

It is enough to solve the trouble caused by the fairy puppet and prevent Luoxia from being overly damaged.

Obtaining an immortal puppet is more like an unexpected joy.

(End of this chapter)