The road to immortality for a hundred generations

Chapter 149

In the barren mountains two hundred miles away from the imperial city, Wang Feng and Bai Yinhe descended from the sky.

"This is it, Miss Bai. Let's rest here for the night. We will go to Wutai Mountain to watch the martial arts conference tomorrow during the day."

Wang Feng said.

Currently, two grandmasters in the Wei Dynasty have died, leaving only the two masters, Demon Cultivator Wei Yangzi and Chen He.

This means that Mount Wutai is not that dangerous to him.

Let alone going with Bai Yinhe, even if he goes to Mount Wutai alone, he is sure to escape unscathed.

The holding of a martial arts conference is naturally a grand event in the martial arts world and is by no means a trivial matter.

Even now, the lowest promotion level is a first-class warrior, but even ordinary people are watching the battle.

When there are more people, there will naturally be small businessmen and hawkers.

Therefore, even if they go to Wutai Mountain tomorrow, they will not be wary because of unfamiliar faces.

"clear,"

Bai Yinhe nodded, then hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior, what should I do with the contents in the storage bag?"

She knew she couldn't tell them apart now.

Although the storage bag is only about three meters in length, width and height, it can hold a lot of things because it is three cubic meters.

If we divide it now, Senior Lin will definitely not be able to get it.

But she couldn't divide it up, so she had to mention it to avoid being thought that she wanted to keep it all to herself.

"Let's wait until this martial arts tournament is over and talk about it when we go back."

Wang Feng said, "The two of us will go to Wutai Mountain tomorrow to see if there is any chance to deal with that demon cultivator."

"Well, yes."

The two exchanged a few words again and then began to meditate and regulate their breath.

Normally, if the inner energy of a mid-stage master warrior is almost exhausted, it will take at least ten days and a half to fully recover.

After all, the master warrior can store too much true energy in his body, and the energy between heaven and earth is limited, so it takes so long to recover.

But Wang Feng actually didn't consume too much energy today.

It only took a mere [-]% of the energy to kill the royal master, Deputy Commander Wei.

Grandmaster Qingyue of Xingyue Palace who had just been killed actually used a little more, probably less than [-]%.

Coupled with the exhaustion of traveling, he still had more than half of his true energy in his body at this time.

Normally, by the time of dawn, he would have restored the energy in his body to at most [-]%.

However, as a great thief who had just returned from the Wei treasury, Wang Feng naturally had plenty of recovery pills.

Of course, there is no need to ask Bai Yinhe for the recovery pill here and ask her to take it from the storage bag.

Although almost most of the elixirs were put into the storage bag by Bai Yinhe, Wang Feng also took some and put them on him when he was in the Wei treasury.

Not to mention anything else, there is a small storage space at the bottom of the sword box he carries, which can be used to store some odds and ends on weekdays. At this time, it is naturally perfect for storing some pills.

"As expected of the elixir stored in the treasury to restore Qi, the effect is insignificant."

Looking at the already bright sky, Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh.

There are at least [-] pills like this in Bai Yinhe's storage bag. According to the [-]-[-] ratio agreed before, he can get at least [-] pills.

What is worth complaining about is that for precious elixirs like this in the treasury, the elixir storage layout is usually a box with four layers of baffles, with five jade bottles on each layer, and each jade bottle only contains one wax-sealed elixir. medicine.

In other words, there are only twenty pieces in a big black box.

"Senior Lin, are you leaving now?"

At this time, Bai Yinhe, who was holding the spirit stone, had also recovered to some extent. She stretched her body, put the spirit stone away, and asked.

"Well, let's go. I guess there should be a lot of people on Wutai Mountain now."

Wang Feng responded, and then he and Bai Yinhe flew to the nearest position to Mount Wutai and landed, changing from flying to walking.

It has to be said that the martial arts competition is indeed a grand event in the martial arts world. It was just getting dark at this time and the competition had not even started yet. The entire Mount Wutai was already overcrowded.

Various snacks are available, such as candied haws, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, dragon beard cake, fried cake, sugar cake, fried dough sticks, and tofu curd.

There are also a variety of drinks at the temporary wine stalls, such as daughter's red wine, sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine, monkey wine, plum wine, bayberry wine, rice wine, sorghum wine, rice wine, etc.

In addition, there are various jugglers, sellers of combs, shoes, and even rouge and gouache.

If we didn't say this was a martial arts conference, many people would probably think it was some grand gathering.

In this scene, Wang Feng and Bai Yinhe quickly blended into it like water drops falling into the sea.

"Hey! Look! It's Kuai Dao Xu Sanduo. He has defeated three first-class masters in a row. There are rumors that he has now reached the level of invincibility!"

"Fart! If you want me to see it, it has to be Li Kui with a heavy hammer. Who in the world can withstand his hammer?"

"Haha, if Li Kui's hammer hits again, it has to hit someone, right? If he encounters Cao Shangfeng and Yang Tianxiao, I'm afraid he will be walked like a dog."

As a thin man carrying two crossed knives passed by, the people watching suddenly began to discuss.

Wang Feng, who bought some snacks to taste from time to time, could also listen to their conversations with gusto.

Although his mid-level master strength is far superior to Xu Sanduo with the sharp sword, Li Kui with the heavy hammer, Yang Tianxiao and others with the grass above the wind.

But it is still very good to listen to the discussions of the surrounding people as if they were words from martial arts novels.

At least, this is more real and immersive than the martial arts stories from the previous life, isn't it?
"I didn't expect Senior Lin to have this hobby."

Bai Yinhe, who was standing aside, noticed Wang Feng's expression and was quite curious.

Normally speaking, as a master warrior, when I hear other people bragging about little shrimps that are not even innate, I will only feel disdain, or simply ignore them.

It cannot be said that there are people like Senior Lin who listen with gusto, it can only be said that it is rare.

Suddenly, Wang Feng noticed a relatively empty place. After looking carefully, he discovered that it said that registration for the martial arts competition was in progress.

At this time, the place was not empty. Fortunately, one or two people came to consult, and then began to write and draw on paper.

I guess registration has not stopped yet.

"Eh? Miss Bai, look over there, the registration hasn't stopped yet. Why don't you try to compete?"

Wang Feng suggested.

Bai Yinhe's current strength is at the innate peak, just enough to participate in this martial arts conference.

Although he was able to suppress his strength and participate, after killing two master warriors, Wang Feng realized that competing with these people from the Great Wei Dynasty did not seem to be able to improve his actual combat experience.

In addition, the Wei treasury had been stolen by him, and he didn't care about the rewards that much, so he didn't bother to participate anymore.

But Bai Yinhe is different.

In the past few years, Bai Yinhe and him have basically competed as immortal cultivators.

After all, the opponent was a whole level below him before, so there was no point in competing.

"Uh,"

Bai Yinhe hesitated slightly, nodded and said, "Since Senior Lin said so, let me go and ask."

As the two approached, the recording staff at the registration point also noticed them. "Are you here to sign up?"

The man sitting behind the table looked at Wang Feng and Wang Feng for a few times, and then set his eyes on Bai Yinhe. Seeing that although his skin was very white, his appearance was average, so he was not interested in looking at him anymore.

However, what he didn't know was that both Wang Feng and Bai Yinhe had already disguised themselves, and they had used natural methods such as changing their facial muscles.

Not to mention ordinary warriors, even immortal cultivators can't see why.

"Correct."

Bai Yinhe nodded in response.

"Now only first-rate warriors can sign up. Forget about second-rate and third-level warriors. The competition has already passed."

After saying this, the man added, "Oh, by the way, innate is fine too."

"Okay, then I'll sign up."

Bai Yinhe spoke again.

"Remind me in advance that it's okay to falsely report your realm, and there will be no punishment, but when the time comes to lose face on stage, it will be your own loss."

As he said that, the man took out a pen and paper and pushed it across the table, "Please fill in the basic information."

Bai Yinhe, who was already at the peak of her innate nature, naturally didn't care about the other party's reminder. She filled in the information casually and then pushed it back.

"innate?"

The person in charge of registration looked at Bai Yinhe again in surprise, then lowered his head and continued reading the news, "It turns out it's from a neighboring country, no wonder I haven't heard of it."

He himself is an innate, so naturally he will not become respectful just because the other person is an innate.

After reading the news, the man placed a token with 32 engraved on it on the table: "This is yours. The innate competition should be tomorrow afternoon. Just wait."

"Ah."

Bai Yinhe put the token away and then asked, "Don't you need to pay the registration fee?"

"No, no, no. The expenses for this martial arts competition will be fully reimbursed by Xingyue Palace and the imperial court. You just wait to participate in the competition to get rankings and get rewards."

The man waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Should Xiantian directly fight Xiantian? I thought I was going to fight a first-rate warrior."

Wang Feng touched his chin and thought.

It seems that this is the same as the seeded players who were recommended in the previous life, skipping the auditions and primaries directly.

It's a pity that their strength is too weak, and it is useless to compete with them, otherwise Wang Feng really wants to participate and give it a try.

"Speaking of which, there are so many innate warriors and master warriors in Xiantian City. It stands to reason that there should be competitions such as martial arts competitions. It will be the same if I go there to compete."

Thinking like this, Wang Feng began to look forward to what he would encounter when he went to Xiantian City.

"When this matter is over, I can tell Mom and Uncle An that I am already innate. When the time comes, I can legitimately open up their meridians and let them practice martial arts."

As soon as he mentioned Xiantian City, Wang Feng thought of his family again.

With the addition of the meridians all over their body, even if Qiu He and Yun Niang have average martial arts qualifications, in terms of realm, there is still no problem in reaching the late first-class level.

Although they may only have the first-class initial strength due to actual combat problems, it is enough.

By that time, even if he suddenly dies suddenly, his family in this life will be able to protect themselves, and they don't have to worry too much about their safety.

In other words, at that time, he could let go a little bit.

"National Master, what should we do now?"

In one day, no, it should be said that one night, two grandmasters were lost one after another, and the Emperor of Wei was very upset.

Although Grandmaster Qingyue belonged to Xingyue Palace, he was not from his court.

But also because of cooperation, he can be regarded as half of the court.

"According to the imperial guards patrolling the palace, two enemies rushed into the air at that time. I think those two should be grand masters."

Demon Cultivator Yangzi shook his head slightly, "Now I can only say that we should try our best to stay together. Don't leave the palace during this period, and try to stay under the noses of me and Grandmaster Chen He."

When he said this, he secretly said it was a pity.

Grandmaster Qingyue's body had long been damaged beyond recognition.

Even if it is refined into a zombie, the effect is far from satisfactory. It can only be said that the waste is reused and refined into a master pill.

"But, what is your plan, National Master?"

Hearing this, the Emperor Wei's brows suddenly knitted together.

The Grandmaster Pill does not mean to use the corpse of the Grandmaster to refine it.

As long as one or several corpses of innate warriors are used, supplemented by various precious medicinal materials, the Grandmaster Pill can be refined.

According to the plan, at this martial arts competition, at least fifteen to 25 Grandmaster Pills can be refined from only those innate corpses.

Even if only fifteen are refined, ten Grandmaster Pills can be distributed to the imperial court according to the plan.

In addition, Grandmaster Qingyue was dead during this trip, so the three-person division became two-part.

In other words, normally, the imperial court can allocate twelve to eighteen Grandmaster Pills.

With this number, even if it were a pile, at least three grandmasters could be piled up, right?

Coupled with Grandmaster Chen He who is still alive, the court will really have four grandmasters, or even more.

Even stronger than before.

Therefore, although the Emperor of Wei was very panicked and worried about his own safety, what he was most worried about was whether the plan for the martial arts conference could be implemented normally.

"The previous plan can no longer be used,"

Wei Yangzi shook his head.

"But, Imperial Master,"

Before Wei Yangzi could finish speaking, the Emperor of Wei immediately became anxious.

"Your Majesty, don't be anxious,"

Wei Yangzi interrupted the other party's words and spoke again, "Although the plan cannot be implemented normally, I can wait until the end of the martial arts conference and kill those innate warriors one by one on the road when they leave. Although this will cause leaks. We will lose some innate warriors, but we shouldn’t miss too many.”

"That's it, that's fine, that's fine."

The Emperor of Wei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he is only in his early forties, and theoretically speaking, he has a chance to reach the master level.

However, his innate realm has been accumulated. If he wants to become a master, it can only be said to be even more difficult.

Especially when one reaches the peak of Xiantian and is promoted to Grandmaster, the dangers are extremely high.

Just thinking about it, he didn't dare to take the risk.

After all, he was the Emperor of Wei, the king of a country, and he was not one of those poor warriors who could only rely on the realm of warriors to improve their status.

"Your Majesty! It's not good! It's not good! The treasury has been stolen! The treasury has been stolen!"

(End of this chapter)