Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 88
Ten days passed in a flash.

Before dawn, Lu Zhong went out early to meet Bai Xiaohan.

At this moment, many people came out on the street, and those who couldn't afford storage bags all carried large bags and small bags. Those casual cultivators who could afford storage bags would find it easier, but they had to carry a lot of things, after all Qi refining casual practitioners can't afford large-capacity storage bags.

And no matter what kind of person, the current expression is full of sadness.

At the thought of fighting against the vicious evil cultivators, some casual cultivators even sobbed softly. They didn't expect that they would be drafted into the battlefield. .

Looking at these people, Lu Zhong thought of Huang Shuyuan who had the same experience.

Fortunately, she is a talisman maker and will receive preferential treatment. She also has three golden light talismans and a talisman for self-protection. It is estimated that the chance of surviving will not be too low.

"Forget it, you should worry about yourself first."

Bai Xiaohan's job is only relatively safe, and there is still the risk of fighting evil cultivators. If he doesn't put up all his strength to deal with it, he might be the one who dies on the battlefield.

Passing these people, Lu Zhong came to the meeting point.

But she didn't expect that Bai Xiaohan was already waiting. Next to her stood a female cultivator wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Golden Rainbow Sect, carrying a huge sword box, and the aura she emitted had reached the late stage of Qi refining.

The woman's figure is ordinary, but her temperament is a little dusty, she looked at Lu Zhong impatiently, and said coldly: "This is the helper you mentioned?"

"Deacon Fang, this is Lu Zhong, Fellow Daoist Lu." Bai Xiaohan, who was at the side, quickly responded.

The female cultivator, who was originally impatient, never thought that when she heard this name, her face softened for some reason, and she asked in surprise, "So you are Lu Zhong?"

Lu Zhong bowed his hands, neither humble nor overbearing, and replied: "My surname is indeed Lu, and the single name is Zhong."

Deacon Fang's attitude changed, but he didn't want to understand the reason.

After thinking about it, I can only guess that it has something to do with Li Yuanfeng.

Bai Xiaohan on the side looked surprised, and couldn't help but glanced at Lu Zhong with great interest. The name alone could change Deacon Fang's attitude. There seemed to be many secrets hidden in this man.

"Interesting..." She meditated in her heart.

"Very good, then let's go with me." Deacon Fang's tone was no longer as indifferent as before, he released a lotus leaf-shaped magic weapon, and stretched out his hand to say hello: "Come up, we don't follow the big troops, we have to hurry up Gather elsewhere."

"Yes." Lu Zhong replied, stepping on the lotus leaf magic weapon.

At the same time, he was surprised in his heart, secretly thinking that this is a flying magic weapon?
It can only be said that he really deserves to be a disciple of the sect, and he can even afford an expensive flying magic weapon.

At the beginning, the flying speed of the lotus leaf magic weapon was not fast, but then, under the urging of Deacon Fang, a layer of windshield was quickly condensed, and the flying speed increased sharply, and it quickly flew towards the northwest.

Lu Zhong calculated it, and found that the speed of this magic weapon is really not slow, exceeding his full sprint speed, and can reach a speed of [-] miles per hour, and this is not its extreme speed state.

If you push it with all your strength, I'm afraid it can be even higher.

"It's great to have spirit stones!" Lu Zhong thought silently, thinking that when he had enough spirit stones, he would definitely buy a flying magic weapon.

Leaving aside the fact that it is not practical, just the thought of being able to fly in the sky is enough to make people extremely excited.

The scenery along the way is constantly changing. At first, you can see mortal villages, but soon you can't see the city of Yanling Mountain behind you. Gradually, even the rolling hills disappear, replaced by steep peaks.

In just three hours, the three of them arrived at their destination.

……

Inside the hidden magic circle, there is a strong medicinal fragrance.

Lu Zhong added a piece of firewood into the furnace, making the flames of the alchemy furnace burn more vigorously. He didn't expect that he would become a fire boy here, helping Bai Xiaohan, an alchemist, to make secret alchemy.

It seems that there are as many as ten groups of them in the magic circle.

As for the elixir he was refining, Lu Zhong didn't know the use at all, but judging from the importance that Jin Hongzong attached to this secret elixir, it should be something extraordinary.

Is it just necessary to go all the way to such a ghost place to refine it?
What's more, this kind of work does not require mid-stage Qi refining monks.

To be honest, Lu Zhong didn't understand Jin Hongzong's intention at all.

Without further thinking, he honestly started his job.

The responsibility of the fire boy is quite boring to say the least.

Just add firewood every other hour to ensure that the flame of the alchemy furnace does not stop.

The control of the fire is all done by Bai Xiaohan. The alchemy furnace has a device that can adjust the firepower. She will inject different formulas into the alchemy furnace according to the refining situation of the secret pill, so as to control the operation of the furnace.

At first glance, it looks similar to a controller.

The difference between the two is that the control of the alchemy furnace is more complicated, and the complexity is faster than that of the pinching sword skill.

Day one, day two...

Time passed so quickly that Lu Zhong almost forgot that he was being recruited.

It wasn't until the fifth day that Deacon Fang, who was full of blood, appeared and asked about the refining situation of the secret pill.

After she took away the three groups of people who failed in refining, everything returned to the original state.

On the tenth day, the secret pill was finally refined.

This time only three groups were successful, and Deacon Fang landed in a flying boat, took the three groups away with the alchemy furnace, and flew straight to the northwest at a fast speed.

Less than a quarter of an hour after flying out, the smell of blood was already wafting in the air.

There was constant shouting and killing from below, occasionally there were flashes of magical magic, and even rumbling explosions sounded.

Lu Zhong knew that he was in the sky above the war zone.

But the strange thing is that Feizhou has been standing still, quietly waiting for something.

As time went by, the shouts of killing gradually weakened.

He didn't need to think about it to know that it must be the Jin Hongzong side that won the victory, the difference is only in the number of casualties casualties.

Finally, the vision suddenly appeared.

I saw a large amount of black mist gushing out of the originally green valley below, spreading madly in all directions.

At this moment, Deacon Fang ordered: "Throw down the alchemy furnace."

Did I hear it wrong?
The alchemy furnace worth nearly a thousand spirit stones was thrown away like this!
Lu Zhong couldn't believe it, but he did it immediately.

Thanks to Linghuan Dharma Body, he easily lifted the alchemy furnace weighing thousands of catties, and threw it to the ground according to Deacon Fang's order, regardless of whether it would hit anyone.

The same goes for the other two groups, who threw down the alchemy furnace one after another.

At this moment, Lu Zhong found that Bai Xiaohan had an expectant expression for some reason.

Before he could speak, three explosions were heard.

Leaning on the side of the boat and looking down, an unexpected scene appeared. A large amount of green smoke gushed out from the exploding alchemy furnace, colliding with the black mist, causing it to dissipate quickly.

The black mist was obviously released by the evil cultivators of Youyun Valley.

Hearing the screams from below, he knew that it must be something bad. .

It's just that Jin Hongzong had expected this a long time ago and prepared countermeasures.

Bai Xiaohan called it, fried pill.

(End of this chapter)