Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 310 Open, target
"Master Wu Shan is so generous..."

Feeling the mighty energy contained in the warm jade, Li Changsheng couldn't help but sigh, dissipated the aura in his eyes, closed the jade box with his hand, looked at Wu Yong, shook his head and said: "But this gift is too heavy, please forgive me for not accepting it. .”

In the shops that sell talismans in Wangxian City, a second-level high-quality talisman is worth three hundred thousand spirit stones. Those with outstanding effects are even more valuable. The talisman containing Taoist foundations like this, and the great demon's attack, is even less valuable. Hard to measure.

He had asked the store.

He said that the power of magical powers is infinite, and the material that carries it is worth a lot. What's more, making such a talisman requires him to pay a certain price.

Without enough benefit, few Taoist monks and great demons would do such harmonious things to others.

Wu Yong seemed to have expected it, with an expression on his face that he knew he would be like this. He shook his head and explained: "Senior brother, please don't misunderstand. What is contained in the talisman is that Liu Zu's attack was true when he was in his prime, but what is contained in it is not false. It’s not the magical power of Liu Zu’s bloodline, but the power of Liu Zu’s blow.”

Worried that Li Changsheng would misunderstand, he paused and added: "There is not even one talisman of my bloodline that contains the magical power of Liu Zu's bloodline."

"But don't worry, senior brother, even though it's just a casual blow from Liu Zu, not just anyone can take it."

Li Changsheng nodded. Although he didn't know what realm Liuzu was in during his heyday, seeing that he had two innate magical powers, he knew that his lowest level was the second level of the Great Demon Realm, or even higher.

And he struck casually.

Until Wu Yong left.

Even a pulse-condensing monk with some minor magical powers might not be able to take it, right?
Seeing that he was silent, Wu Yong thought that he was still trying to refuse, so he persuaded him again: "Although Liu Zu's old injury is gone, he still needs senior brother's help to recover."

Followed by.

According to what Wu Yong said, he came to the conclusion not to join forces with other inner disciples, not to trust other inner disciples, and to flee quickly when encountering monks who behaved strangely.

"call"

He was confident that even a monk with high-grade minor supernatural powers might not be able to defeat him, and it was almost impossible to kill him.

A golden rainbow rose into the sky from the courtyard and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Attack small sects in foreign lands, kill monsters in secret realms, and enter dangerous areas to collect precious resources.
As he tells it.

The next day.

Li Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head to get rid of distracting thoughts, and chuckled: "If this doesn't work, you will die. Everyone who comes will be your mortal enemy. There is no point in worrying so much."

"I have also participated in several inner sect competitions. Although I did not pass the primary election, I..."

They are beyond the reach of a monk with high-grade minor supernatural powers.

His vision returned to clarity, he waved his hand and put away the jade box, turned around and returned to the quiet room.

Li Changsheng also had a real impression of Dabi.

a long time.

Wu Yong talked about the several inner sect competitions he had experienced in a calm and unhurried tone.

As he spoke, he pushed the jade box in front of Li Changsheng, then sat down and said in a deep voice, "Senior brother, don't underestimate the inner sect's competition."

Logically speaking, he does not need to worry, but he has not forgotten the two major forces of Zafeng and Lu.

Because they are most likely the sect stewards and deacons who came to collect resources to participate in the competition on behalf of the inner sect disciples.
In their eyes, monks are also resources, and they are quite precious resources.

Li Changsheng was still deep in thought.

Several escaping lights burst out from the mountain peaks. At the same time, thousands of peaks surrounding Jie Tian Juyue were either escaping lights, birds, or flying boats, and hundreds of inner sect disciples gathered towards the main peak of the sect.

"It's time for the competition."

"I don't know what the goal of this competition is?"

"Finally, we don't have to worry about unreasonable disasters."

“I don’t know how many inner disciples will die this time.”

"Die, die, it's better if we all die!"

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Tens of thousands of outer disciples of the Qingyang Sect looked at the escaping lights, flying boats, and ferocious birds that cut through the sky, with their expressions changing and their thoughts varying.

The location of Jietian Juyue. Li Changsheng kept escaping the light, passing by several large ships about a thousand feet long, emitting powerful aura, and landed in a huge square.

He waved his sleeves to disperse the aura and glanced around.

Monks with different looks and temperaments stood in the square, no one was making any noise, they were either looking at others or closing their eyes in concentration.

Li Changsheng glanced roughly and saw hundreds of inner sect disciples within sight, and there were escaping lights falling from time to time on the sky. It can be imagined that there were so many Qingyang Sect Pulse Condensation Realm monks.

In front of the cultivators.

There is a dark and deep hall with the word "Qingyang" written on it.

The door was wide open, but no one dared to approach.

Just as he was spying on what was going on in the hall, he suddenly felt a few malicious peeping glances, and turned his head to look where they were.

Two men and one woman, one fat and two thin, three figures came into view.

When he looked at her, not only did her eyes not dodge, but the graceful and charming female nun wearing a chest-length gown even winked at him as if she was naughty.

"Are you here Zafeng? Lu family? Or who else?"

Thoughts flashed across Li Changsheng's mind. Although murderous intent was raging in his heart, he nodded slightly to the three of them as if he didn't know it, and then turned to look at Qingyang Hall.

His behavior caused the three of them to have strange looks on their faces. They looked at each other and smiled silently.

Time passed slowly.

In the square, there are already more than a thousand inner disciples.

And Li Changsheng felt the vaguely malicious looks from more than ten people.

He was clearly divided into several teams. Although he looked around from time to time, his eyes never strayed away from where he was.

"It's become a delicious pastry."

Li Changsheng smiled and suppressed his murderous intent. He remembered their faces one by one in his heart and immediately closed his eyes to concentrate.

I don’t know how long it’s been.

A mighty aura suddenly appeared, and Li Changsheng opened his eyes and looked.

Qingyang Hall.

A young man wearing a dress embroidered with coquettish flowers, with a face like a crown of jade, and a black scale between his eyebrows slowly walked out of the hall. His narrow eyes glanced at the inner disciples in the square, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

Just when Li Changsheng was wondering who he was, a low cry from the crowd reached his ears, "Elder Tian Snake."

"Is he the Elder Tian Snake?"

Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment, recalling what Tan Hu had said, and subconsciously moved his eyes to look elsewhere.

Then several figures walked out of the hall again, and the crowd kept shouting.

"Elder Ming", "Elder Huo Tan", "Elder Three Gods", "Elder Yin"

Suddenly, the crowd burst into noisy discussion.

"Five of the ten elders have appeared. It seems that the goal of this competition is to attack a certain outer sect."

"Attack the sect."

"Compared to entering dangerous areas, attacking the sect is still acceptable."

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"Hahaha, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner made by a certain institute may be a success now."

The crowd was talking about one of them. One of them was naked and stood several feet tall. He was a giant who stood out among the monks. He laughed roaringly in his mouth, and his body was covered with dense and strange lines, and wisps of heavy blood burst out as he laughed.

The ferocious and bloody aura filled the air, and the faces of the monks around him suddenly changed, and they all retreated.

(End of this chapter)