Mortals start from undercover

Chapter 5 Tainanfang City
Chapter 5 Tainanfang City

Tainan Temple.

How to find Tainanfang City?
Li Su didn't know the magic of looking for energy, so he decided to wait in a nearby city for a walk.

At midnight, Li Su was practicing.

A bloody flame rose from the bottom of his feet.

"Ok!"

Li Su opened his eyes.

The blood that lingered all over his body turned into a fire dragon.

The golden five-pattern golden silkworm Gu also started to join in the fun and riot.

"Blood Tribulation!"

"Burning Blood Tianyang Kungfu" is a magic technique, which naturally inherits the advantages of quick success in the magic way, but it also has various hidden dangers and disasters.

Burning Blood Tribulation is a hidden danger of this technique.

"If you practice too slowly, you will be burned by blood-burning tribulations. If you fight too much during practice, you will be burned by blood-burning tribulations..."

The person who created this technique is simply a lunatic.

If the practice is slow, the disaster will deepen?
The more you use it, the worse the disaster will be!
"call!"

Li Su gritted his teeth stiffly.

This technique has many hidden dangers, but it also has many benefits.

After each blood-burning catastrophe, although the blood energy will be greatly damaged, the spiritual power can be refined...

Li Suti comprehended the process of purification of mana by the blood flames.

The impurities in the spiritual power were burned away by the blood flames, but the blood in the blood vessels was getting less and less, and he was almost fainting from ischemia.

'If it's a magic technique, it's too evil. '

Li Su thought about crossing the tribulation key, the best way should be as recorded in the book, killing people, killing monsters and burning blood to cross the calamity.

"A technique that forces people to kill indiscriminately!"

"But compared to some magic skills with unstable foundations, this technique also has a lot of wonders!"

After a hard night, Li Su's face turned pale.

Li Su, who almost collapsed on the bed, said tragically: "The sequelae are too great, it's time to prepare the elixir, and join the world of cultivating immortals as soon as possible..."

"Who created this technique? Is it the Six Sects of Demon Dao in Tianluo Kingdom?"

Li Su gradually realized the cruelty and danger of the world of cultivating immortals.

No skill will be perfect.

When the waiter from the inn knocked on the door, Li Su asked him to help grab the medicine.

The excuse was that I caught a cold wind.

Fortunately, the waiter didn't ask any more questions.

In the afternoon, some donkey glue and rhodiola helped Li Su's cold hands and feet feel warmer.

"If you continue to be weak like this, ordinary martial arts tycoons can still take my head."

Li Su didn't want to be powerless anymore.

After thinking about it, I can only take risks.

"Oh, I didn't mean to do that."

Li Su opened his eyes and looked up at the moonlight.

One person walked towards the stable holding a lamp.

Li Su naturally rode the black dragon colt, a fine horse.

This horse monopolized a large manger, and the other horses in the stable were all driven to the corner by it.

A residual lamp flickered.

Li Su's face was pale, and he walked forward with difficulty.

The black dragon horse snorted.

Along the way, Li Su got along with him day and night, and the black dragon horse who was afraid of Li Su gradually let go of his wariness towards Li Su.

But I never thought that this night...

"Golden Silkworm Gu, kill!"

The eight golden silkworm Gu sensed the master's intentions, and rushed towards it viciously.

Biting the flesh and blood of the half-monster black dragon colt.

There was a whine from the horses, but it didn't make any waves.

"Burning blood to refine Qi."

A bloody flame flickered in the night.

Only a pile of bones and a bloody horsehide were left.

"Morning, son."

Xiao Er said hello with some astonishment.

Yesterday, this young man had a severe cold and looked like he was about to die...

Now he is actually sitting in the hall with a rosy complexion?

"Is that medicine so good?"

Xiao Er muttered in his heart.

"morning."

Li Su greeted warmly.

"Oh, by the way, there's no need to feed the horse. I sold the horse yesterday."

"That's a pity, what a wonderful horse!"

Xiao Er muttered, but dared not say anything else.

"Seeing that Young Master looks good today, do you want to add some vegetables and rice?"

"No, no need."

Li Su wiped his mouth and said.

"I was full last night."

Feeling the pure spiritual power in his body, his cultivation level was also one step closer. Li Su murmured in his heart: No wonder the devil is not alone!
Which monk can resist the temptation of accelerating cultivation?

Get out of the inn.

Li Su decided not to wait any longer and went straight to Tainan Temple to test.

This ancient temple is very low-key for some years.

There are not many pilgrims coming and going.

Li Su climbed up the stairs.

This mountain is not high, but very clean.

"Visitors stop."

An intellectual monk stopped Li Su.

Li Su raised his hand to salute, and said, "Master, I'm here to find someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

Li Su didn't talk nonsense, and raised his hand to shoot a flame.

Different from Han Li's Changchun Kung Fu, Li Su's Burning Blood Tianyang Kung Fu also has special effects of making flames.

The Zhike monk was stunned, and immediately bowed: "Please come with the little monk."

He walked ahead and Li Su followed.

"Abbot, this..."

The Zhike monk whispered a few words.

The abbot immediately turned serious, saluted and said, "Benefactor, is it Mr. Xun Huiming?"

Li Su didn't deny it either.

The abbot recited a few Buddhist names.

Led Li Su to a meditation room behind the temple.

"Amitabha, you don't know what's going on when your fellow Taoist comes to visit you?"

"When I first arrived at the treasure land, I heard the name of Tainanfang City, but I don't know how to enter Fangshi..."

There was silence in the Zen room for a long time, and then an old monk opened the door and came out.

"Please enter the donor."

Li Su did not dare to relax and stood vigilantly in the outer room.

"It's enough for the Zen master to dial a few sentences. Qin Yeling and Qin Shihuang are very grateful..."

The Zen master saw Li Su's vigilant appearance and the "Qin family" he mentioned.

He thought to himself: "Is this Qin Shihuang an experienced disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Family?"

"Qin Yeling has heard of it, but he has only met the Ye family."

Recalling the Ye family, all the dark thoughts in my heart disappeared.

"It's natural."

Zen Master Huiming echoed.

"This Tainanfang City is not far away, in a valley thirty miles away..."

Thirty miles, not far away?
Sure enough, is the time and space cognition of immortal cultivators out of touch with ordinary people?

Li Su asked again: "What are the taboos?"

Huiming knew everything and said: "No flying objects are allowed in the sky above Fang City, and no fighting is allowed in Fang City. There will be dedicated people to enforce the law in Fang City. Before entering the city, you need to activate the transmission talisman or cast a spell. There will be people in Fang City." Someone opens the door to welcome guests..."

Li Su remembered everything clearly.

The original work describes a lot about Fangshi, but where does Li Su know the specific details?
With the old man Huiming guiding the way, Li Su will naturally have a lot less trouble.

"Thank you, master." Li Su looked at the sky and said, "I still have to go to Fangshi, so I won't stay here any longer."

Li Su slowly left the temple.

Huiming touched and touched the paper crane in his sleeve, but after hesitating for a long time he didn't get it out.

"Ugh!"

He sighed deeply.

"With such cultivation at such a young age, he must be a descendant of the family, but I wonder if there are any guardians?"

"Half of my body is buried in the ground. If I provoke a strong enemy, I'm afraid I will die..."

"This kid doesn't have a foundation builder!"

Li Su was speeding on the mountain road, looking behind him out of the corner of his eye.

After waiting for a while, the old monk didn't play tricks!

Sure enough, this kind of immortal cultivator who is dying is either a ruthless person after a hundred battles or a coward who is indecisive!

This monk should be the latter.

"Let's go to Fangshi first."

to the valley.

Li Su inspired the spiritual fire.

Sure enough, a ripple surged, and Li Su jumped into the city.

"A raw face?"

An old man with a white beard is thinking about chess, and another old man with a black beard is wearing a square scarf.

"Yes."

"Where did it come from?"

"Mirror State."

"Well, after seeing the rules clearly, don't break the rules, or I won't spare you..."

A stone tablet is engraved with the rules of Fangshi.

Li Su read it again.

Same as what the monk said.

"Thank you senior."

Li Su bowed and moved forward.

Just entered the market.

A busy street came into view.

"Take a look, take a look, a century-old vermilion fruit is rare..."

"Resurrection Grass, Resurrection Grass, ten spiritual stones. If you have more, I won't sell it. If you have less, don't come..."

"Seven Flower Honey Dew Pills, a regular medicine at home and on the road..."

"Unnamed ore..."

"Ancient wonders!"

"Peerless treasure map, each person is limited to one copy."

Li Su looked at such a smoky street, and couldn't help giving a thumbs up to the world of cultivating immortals.

Li Su, as a novice, is very thirsty for knowledge, so naturally he can't see anything along the way.

Many stall owners asked him to sell, but Li Su said that he had no spirit stones.

Immediately ignore him!

Sure enough, poverty saved me from being duped.

There are small stalls along the way, and [-]% of them are liars.

There are also shops on the street.

"Jubao Pavilion, Xingyao Zhai, Jianbao Tower, Tingfeng Courtyard..."

Li Su judged the role through the layout of these shops and the vagueness of their names.

After turning around, Li Su sighed.

Apart from a piece of horsehide and a few pieces of horse bones, he had no other useful treasures.

"Immortal life is difficult, and poor gods retreat!"

(End of this chapter)