Longevity: Liver Experience from the Hunter Ship

Chapter 324: Seven years later, the disaster of God falling! (Not dead yet)
Seven years later.

Far South Island.

The sky is clear and the fields are vast, cloudless.

A group of brown wild geese are flying in the sky, forming a "human" formation.

At this time.

Whoosh.

A red sword light like fire swept past!

Several wild geese were hit by the sword light and fell from the sky immediately. The geese were greatly frightened and fled in all directions, but the sword light pursued them and slashed them one after another!

laugh!
A net is exhausted!
The bodies of wild geese fell from the sky like dumplings.

After doing all this, the red sword light turned, went downwards at extremely high speed, and turned to the ground.

hum.

The air flow roared.

The fiery red sword light continued to shrink as the altitude dropped.

At last.

The main body of the sword light was revealed, a flying sword with red gold patterns.

Complicated light golden formations, like rose flowers, spread on the spine of the sword.

magic weapon.

Second level flying sword!

Click.

This red gold flying sword fit tightly and was inserted into a scabbard.

The person wearing the scabbard is a monk in red.

He is thin and has a youthful appearance.

It is worth noting that the face of the red monk is not fair, but has patches of dark red... which seems to be extremely serious burn marks.

Even after completing the foundation building and filling the body with spiritual energy, the traces could not be completely eliminated.

He is Shu Rui, the only foundation-building monk of this generation of the Shu family!
For a family in decline and decline, with middle-grade and low-spirited spiritual roots, to have reached this point is not unmotivating.

Of course, the price he paid was not small.

Shu Rui's face maintained a youthful appearance, but his temples were grayish white.

This is the sign of premature aging.

A monk with such an appearance must have been seriously injured, or he may have activated some secret techniques and lost his longevity.

That's exactly what happened.

When breaking through and building the foundation, Shu Rui used a secret method that burned blood essence and increased the probability of success.

——Therefore, his lifespan is probably three to forty years shorter than those of the same level, and his peak period of prosperity in the Spring and Autumn Period is also relatively short.

Shu Rui looked calm, glanced around, and ordered.

"Collect all the feathers of these wild goose demons and dispose of them properly..."

"This year, two more spiritual disciples in the clan have reached the age of cultivation. The feathers collected by this group of migrating wild goose demons can be used to make a set of feather robes for each of them."

"By the way, don't let go of the demon blood either...it can brew blood ink."

"In this newly created land, try to be self-sufficient and save what you can... Go to Port of Hope to buy it, the price is high."

"Yes, old man."

All the Shu family monks raised their hands in respect.

It is somewhat inaccurate to say that these people are monks.

Among these dozen monks, the aura of several of them is not the spiritual inspiration of immortality, but the 'true form of bloodline' from Far South Continent!
Compared with the Immortal Way of Spiritual Machinery, the True Form of Bloodline is relatively rough and primitive.

As a divine descendant, a member of the royal family with divinity, he cultivates the true form of his bloodline, and his combat power is on par with, or even slightly ahead of, monks of the same level.

But what is stronger is the divinity, not the true form of the bloodline.

Moreover, being a descendant of a god who is a seed of rules is equivalent to having a small Tao body. What is not strong in cultivation?If you follow the clever path, you will be just as tyrannical!
However, the true form of bloodline has one advantage.

Don’t rely on qualifications.

Low-grade spiritual roots, minimum standard, aura sensitivity of ten.

Anything below this standard is considered to have inferior spiritual roots.

Inferior spiritual roots have almost no value to the spiritual path.

After all, the most basic process of introducing Qi into the body requires five to seven years for the evil spirit roots...such a long cultivation time.

And during this period, the resources such as spiritual rice spent, input and output, were completely out of proportion.

But the true form of bloodline is different!

This system has very low qualification requirements.Even with inferior spiritual roots, through physical training, rituals, and secret medicines, one can achieve first-level middle-to-lower physical cultivation at a normal speed.

Moreover, the resource investment has not exceeded.

Therefore, for the Shu family, it is quite cost-effective to persuade the inferior spiritual root races in the clan to take the true form of bloodline and quickly create a group of Qi-refining combat power.

As for these monks who take the true path, they have no hope ahead, weaker combat power, and shorter lifespans... Compared to mortals, they are always much better!
"True form monks can also fill the gap of insufficient manpower..."

"Next year, with a few more True Form monks, we may be able to tame and raise some local semi-spiritual beasts, such as wild golden pheasants, to add some income to the family."

"After all, the tax exemption for newly relocated people is only for 20 years."

"In the blink of an eye, it's almost halfway..."

Shu Rui's mind wandered, thinking this, and rubbed his temples.

As the head of a clan, leading his family to explore the wilderness, he always thinks more and does more.

"Ancestor, there are 24 wild geese in this group."

"A rough estimate of the number of feathers, we should be able to make three feather robes!" The voice of the tribe announced the good news.

"That's right, there's one more thing!" Shu Rui said happily, the thoughts in his heart diluted a lot.

"Far South Continent is really rich..."

It’s not that Yaoguang is barren.

But all the resources and spiritual lands of the Yaoguang Islands have been divided!

For example, Yulu Island, the fourth-level spiritual island, and ten Aino territories plus one are incomparable.

But Yulu Island is a land with an owner. Without level [-] strength, whoever takes it will die!
But Far South Continent is a deserted land!
"With such a fertile land, our clan will be able to prosper in the future, right?"

"It's true, thank you so much, Senior Su..."

Shu Rui was slightly absent-minded, looked towards the north, and said to himself with emotion.

He knows very well what are the prerequisites for the Shu family to develop steadily now and have a promising future.

That is to say: Su Zhenren is compassionate and kind-hearted, and has no intention of pursuing anything.

Otherwise, if the leading monk in the Qingxuan Sea... no, in the Yaoguang Sea shows the slightest concern, the Shu family might...

Thinking of this, Shu Rui shuddered and shook his head: "The hatred of the past will end with this generation... Well, the family history also needs to be changed. Let's start writing it in detail from the time we landed in the Far South..."

is thinking.

Suddenly.

A strange feeling crawled up my spine!
"what?!"

Shu Rui's hair stood on end and he turned around quickly.

Then he froze.

I saw thousands of miles away, many stars of different brightness and darkness appeared in the sky. Even in the daytime, I could see the stars shining brightly!
Above the stars, there are various visions, including thousands of armies, imperial crowns, evergreen ancient trees, the tree of life, or icy snowfields, scarlet-blooded wolves...

"What is this...?" Shu Rui was shocked.

He could feel that these visions were not simply phantoms, but contained real power that could move mountains and rivers, and turn rivers and seas upside down!

"Could it be...a god?"

Shu Rui also heard about the high-level creatures in Far South Continent.

At this time, he was thinking.

Suddenly.

Above the sky, a dim star seemed like a loose screw, and then - crashed down!
boom!
An extremely sharp scream sounded!

What followed was extremely terrifying fluctuations in spiritual pressure!

As if the sun was falling, the bright and dazzling giant fire ball made him unable to help but close his eyes!

Then, there was the collision.

Peng!
Rumble!
Even though they were thousands of miles apart, Shu Rui could still clearly feel the ground beneath his feet trembling slightly...

"This……"

"Port of Hope must be reported..."

In fact, no Shuri reporting is required.

Hopeport immediately observed this phenomenon and reported the matter to the headquarters.

Superlative event.

Code:

——[God Pendant]

　It’s been a week since I was diagnosed, but my daily schedule has been adjusted, but the tinnitus is still there, only slightly relieved. I went to the hospital for a review today, and I had a laryngoscope and other things, and everything was healthy. The doctor said that it was confirmed that it was not other problems, but nerves caused by simple stress and anxiety. Sexual tinnitus requires cultivation, so stable updates cannot be done for the time being.

　　But I will insist on finishing this book, just take it as a break, and I will try my best to write during the period of self-cultivation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)