The mortal self is the spiritual root of heaven

Chapter 162 Han Li: I want the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo!
After parting ways with the blue-robed young man Zhou Wen, Zhou Xun and Han Li changed their bodies and hid several times before returning to their residence.

"Brother Zhou, tell us how we should leave the city to avoid the spies from Jiyin Island."

"And I'm worried that the place where we live has been explored by people from Jiyin Island!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xun activated the Wuming Breath Condensing Technique, and then slowly spread his spiritual consciousness to the surroundings that was comparable to the late stage of pill formation.

Explore this area carefully.

Every person and every inch of land was not spared. After burning a stick of incense, he regained his consciousness.

"How about it?"

Han Li asked nervously.

Seeing Han Li's slightly nervous expression, Zhou Xun smiled relaxedly.

"Nothing unusual was found. We hide ourselves every time we come in and out. It is extremely difficult for them to find us."

Han Li breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then said:

"It's going to be a long night and a lot of dreams, so let's leave Tianxing City as soon as possible!"

Zhou Xun naturally had no objection, but he thought that he had lived with that boy Luo Fei for so long, even though he said he didn't want any reward.

But as an expert in the Dan Formation stage, how could I take advantage of this kid?

His face wouldn't look good if he spread the news.

"Before we leave, let's give Luo some benefits!"

Speaking of Luo Fei, Han Li also liked him very much.

Although this boy is young, he is quite similar to himself when he was young. He has low qualifications, but has a strong heart towards the Tao.

So he patted his storage bag, took out several bottles of Qi Refining Stage elixirs, and a Foundation Establishment Pill, and placed them on the table.

Zhou Xun, on the other hand, took out two hundred spirit stones and an advanced flying sword weapon, and put them in a storage bag along with Han Li's treasures.

Then he threw his hand out the window, and the storage bag landed on Luo Fei's pillow.

Seeing Luo Fei sleeping soundly, the two of them smiled slightly.

"Let's go!"

Immediately, he activated the five breathing techniques, hid his figure, flew up from the window, and left the courtyard where he had lived for more than a month.

On the sea, a large bird with a wingspan of more than twenty feet flashed past.

The fishermen below were so shocked that they ran for cover.

That big bird was none other than Zhou Xun's Shoebill Stork. He and Han Li were sitting on the back of the bird, heading towards the Qingyu Gate mentioned by the young man in blue robe.

After coming out of Luo Fei's place that day, the two of them put on disguises and used five breathing skills to pretend to be monks in the early stages of foundation building.

There was no obstacle and he passed through the city gate smoothly and left Tianxing City.

Five hundred miles away from Tianxing City, Zhou Xuncai summoned the shoebill stork, pointed in the direction of Qingyumen's station, and galloped away.

After flying toward the southeast for more than twenty days, there were gradually more and more ships on the sea.

The monks passing by at low altitude became more and more dense.

The two of them knew that their destination was coming soon.

Sure enough, half a day later, a huge black spot appeared in their eyes.

"Travel to Cloud Island!"

The Qingyu Gate that he wanted to go to was more than two hundred miles west of Youyun Island.

Han Li and Han Li made no secret of their mana in the early stage of pill formation. More than ten miles away from the island, a wave of mana in the early stage of pill formation flew in the direction of Zhou Xun.

Getting closer.

The person who came was wearing a blue robe. He was in his 20s and looked at Zhou Xun and Zhou Xun with a smile. It was Zhou Wen.

"Brother Han, Brother Zhou, you came fast enough!"

Then he looked at the shoebill stork, marveling at it and showing an envious look.

This is Brother Zhou, your flying spiritual beast, the whale-headed stork, a fifth-level spiritual beast that many later-stage monks don’t have.Zhou Xun laughed loudly and invited the young man in blue robe to come up and sit.

"Then I will be disrespectful!"

The young man in blue robe jumped onto the back of the shoebill stork with a smile.

After asking about the location of the sect, Zhou Xun patted the bird's back, and the shoebill stork flew towards that sect.

Qingyu Island, Qingyu Gate.

The sect leader Feng Yuan is taking care of the spiritual grass in the forbidden area behind the mountain.

He is a monk at the peak of the late foundation building stage, but his lifespan is less than 50 years.

20 years ago, he had gathered the strength of the entire sect to purchase the elixir for forming an elixir, but he still could not break through to the stage of forming an elixir.

This made him worried about the future of the sect.

The Qingyu Sect belongs to the famous Nascent Soul cultivator from the Chaotic Star Sea, Master Qingyu.

It has been more than 600 years.

At the beginning, Qingyu Sect was also a Nascent Soul force and was quite famous in the entire Chaos Star Sea.

However, over the past 1000 years, the sect has been deteriorating. Today, the entire sect only has two monks in the foundation building stage and more than 40 disciples in the Qi training stage.

Although the highest level of cultivation is fake elixir, the remaining foundation-building monk is only in the early stage of foundation-building.

The attack on the core formation 20 years ago had exhausted the last trace of the Qingyu Sect's foundation.

After he is reborn, whether the sect's last residence, Qingyu Island, can be saved is a question.

If the master had given the elixir-forming spiritual object to senior sister back then, maybe Brother Zhou wouldn't have ignored me like this.

Thinking of what happened back then, Feng Yuan sighed.

Zhou Wen's Taoist companion at that time was Lin Qing, the senior sister of the Qingyu Sect. After cultivating in the later stages of foundation building, she was the last disciple of the entire Qingyu Sect who hoped to form an elixir.

Master has always wanted to bring Lin Qing and his only son together.

Who knew that Lin Qing would actually bring back a boy who was in the early stages of foundation building and claimed to be her Taoist companion.

The master was naturally furious and gave the elixir-forming spiritual object that originally belonged to Lin Qing to his only son. As a result, Lin Qing finally gave up on the fake elixir and died in a sitting position.

Who would have known that his Taoist companion Zhou Wen would be singing all the way in his cultivation, and finally formed a golden elixir at the age of 120 years old.

Zhou Wen was naturally resentful of this, and had never forgiven the Qingyu Sect. He even contributed to the decline of the Qingyu Sect.

Just as he was thinking about it, four mana fluctuations in the Dan Formation stage suddenly came from the distance.

Feng Yuan was shocked and turned pale. He quickly looked towards the direction where the mana wave was coming from, and saw a black dot flying towards him, getting closer and closer.

When it got closer, I saw clearly that it was a large bird with a wingspan of more than twenty feet, and there were three figures on it.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a distant and familiar voice came to his ears.

"Junior Brother Feng, I haven't seen you for many years, and you have also advanced to the realm of fake elixir!"

"Senior Zhou Zhou!"

Hearing that it was Zhou Wen's voice, Feng Yuan originally wanted to call him Brother Feng, but thinking about what happened back then, he finally called him Senior Zhou.

"Feng Yuan, why are you so different and don't recognize me, Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Wen, Zhou Xun, and Han Li landed in front of Feng Yuan and looked at him with smiles on their faces.

"Brother Zhou Zhou, I..." Feng Yuan wanted to say something, but Zhou Wen raised his hand to stop him.

"These two are my good friends, and I have something important to ask you!" He pointed at Zhou Xun and Han Li.

"Feng Yuan of the Qing Yu Clan, pay homage to the two seniors!" Feng Yuan naturally did not dare to drag him down and gave him a respectful gift.

Han Li also bowed his hand, not intending to continue chatting with it, but straight to the point, he explained his purpose.

"Master Feng, I heard that your sect grows thunder bamboos, and Han is here for this purpose!"

(End of this chapter)