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

Chapter 349 Promotion is hard to suppress

The power of the divine soul continued to pour in, and the meteorite thorn accumulated between Li Changsheng's eyebrows became more and more solid, with a halo of halo, and its sharpness even caused a needle-like sting in his heart.

It won't be long.

Li Changsheng felt that the Meteor God's thorn veins were trembling continuously, and his mind was as heavy as a mountain.

At that moment, my mind moved slightly, and I stopped the Dharma veins to gather the power of my soul.

Li Changsheng opened his eyes, endured the drowsiness in his mind, took a deep breath, took out a spirit-nourishing pill and swallowed it into his stomach. He relied on the power of the medicine to nourish his soul, and carefully maintained the meteorite thorn between his eyebrows that was almost out of control.

He just sat like this for several hours.

Wait until the tremor of the Meteor God Sting between the eyebrows subsides slightly, and the tingling pain in the mind subsides.

Li Changsheng's thoughts moved slightly, and the power in his brows emerged, covering up the fluctuations of the Meteor God's thorns that escaped.

Finish these.

Tan Hu's thoughts changed, he strode out of the pavilion, stood outside the door, and stood with his arms crossed.

hiss.
Suddenly there was a slight neighing sound in the house.

The voices of ridicule and abuse were overwhelming.

At this time.

Because of him, the Lu family was beaten by the ancestors. In one day, they fell from a big family dependent on the sect to a low-level family. It was not a tragedy.

The meteor thorn located between the eyebrows vibrated for a moment.

Some want to see who will get the final candidate for the true successor seat, while others want to find a true successor, recommend themselves as their accompanying disciples, and strive for a bright future.

The strange movements of the Meteor God Thorn calmed down, and the sudden increase in the mental burden was slightly relieved.

"Senior Brother Li's monster has advanced?"

Time passes slowly.

Especially being among the top eleven at the end.

Li Changsheng, who had closed his eyes to rest his mind, suddenly groaned, opened his bloodshot pupils, sweat dripped from his forehead, and glanced at the colorful mist light in the room.

"Uh"

After counting the interest.

The technique is running, and a rolling stream of cool and refreshing water flows into my mind.

The spiritual energy from a hundred meters radius of the pavilion poured into the quiet room of the pavilion.

It’s not that the cultivators didn’t know that Imperial Envoy Li Changsheng had an old wolf king who was close to the third level, but who made Lu Lingqiu cause most of the cultivators to lose a huge amount of spiritual stones!
A monk is afraid of his family and dare not say anything, but if there are hundreds or thousands, then the Lu family is really a small family to them.

Compared with the previous competition, except for a few who deserved their honors, the others in this competition were considered to be the generals among the short ones. There was a huge difference.

In hundreds of years, this is the first time that three people from the Zaxiu lineage have ranked among the top ten in the competition at the same time.

The monks who wanted to come and see the excitement.

But no matter how they talked, Li Changsheng, who was practicing behind closed doors, couldn't hear them.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lu's handiwork was involved, but Lu Lingqiu didn't even make a move and gave up early.

The spiritual stones piled up outside the light of the colorful mist brightened for a moment, and the billowing spiritual energy turned into smoke and poured into it.

Tan Hu, who was in the pavilion, sensed it immediately. He stood up suddenly and looked in the direction of the quiet room. He felt the strong evil spirit permeating the air and looked shocked.

Time passed little by little.

The next day.

The foundation of Yin Tan was also found out. He was a descendant of the inner sect Elder Yin's bloodline, and he had cultivated simple magical powers to the middle level, which was quite satisfactory.

As the technique was running, streams of cool and refreshing water poured into his mind, and the burden on his mind eased for a moment. However, as the thought connected with his mind continued to strengthen, the pressure increased sharply.

When the cultivators mentioned Li Changsheng in public, the topic of discussion gradually shifted from his identity and cultivation skills to the Lu family.

Fortunately, Lan Caishen was only half a step away from becoming a true successor candidate in the last competition. Now that the little magical power has been promoted to the top level, there is no doubt about his strength, and he is a perfect candidate for true successor.

whenever mentioned.

Although the Lu family's Daoji major repair equipment is still there, the power in their hands has been marginalized. If there is no change, the family will decline sooner or later.

In the quiet room of the pavilion.

An invisible vortex condensed out.

Among them, Li Changsheng, Lan Caishen, and Yin Tan have been discussed the most.

Li Changsheng's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He raised his hand and poured the two spirit-nourishing elixirs in the elixir bottle into his mouth and swallowed them.

Because the ranking of the top 100 in the competition is coming to an end, the four peaks are becoming more and more lively, the monks have close contacts, and many disciples from outside have returned to the sect.

He breathed a sigh of relief, fatigue appeared on his face, he glanced at Xiao Hei's place, closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to control the Meteor God Thorn.

But when they learned the information about this competition, they were all shocked.

Visions appear.

Enduring the dizzy pain in his mind, he turned over his hand and took out the elixir bottle, poured out a spirit-nourishing elixir and swallowed it into his stomach.

Seeing Tan Hu who looked like a door god, he looked at it for a few times and then turned away. After discussing for a while, he turned back to compete with the top 100 people below.

The tea time passed, and the strange phenomena in the pavilion slowly dissipated.

Tan Hu looked around, turned around and strode into the pavilion. He looked at the quiet room, found a chair and sat down, his eyes showing deep thought.

Quiet room.

An insect as thick as a giant python, glowing with colorful streams of light like a snake, lay in the coils, its big mouth full of ferocious barbed fangs gnawing on a pile of crystal spiritual stones.

In just a moment, a bunch of spiritual stones were eaten up by it.

The eyeless head slowly lay down, colorful lights flowing on the body surface, and the aura slowly grew stronger.

An hour later.

Li Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, and stared at Xiao Hei.

[Target: Xiaohei/Sen Luohua]

[Race: Mutated Black Blood Borer/Senluo Flower Demon]

[Bloodline: Alien Species]

[Later stage of demon realm: virtual phase "1%"]

[Talent Spell: Food Soul/Senluo]

[Status: healthy, symbiotic]

"It's worth a use."

Li Changsheng had an ugly smile on his face, glanced at the word symbiosis, and immediately closed his eyes to adapt to the sudden increase in pressure on his mind.

Time passes day by day.

Tan Hu saw that Li Changsheng had not come out of the quiet room and left a message, so he took advantage of the escape light and left.

Wu Yong came to visit from time to time, sometimes alone, sometimes accompanied by several people.

But Li Changsheng didn't come out of seclusion.

After talking for a while, they dispersed.

Seven days later.

The quiet room door slowly opened.

At the top of the pavilion, Wu Yong, who sensed the movement, nodded apologetically to the men and women at the table, opened the door, and walked quickly down the stairs to the hall.

When he saw the figure with scarlet eyes, but no energy, and a face that looked like someone just recovering from a serious illness, he was stunned.

After coming back to his senses, Wu Yong stepped forward with a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, who is plotting against you!" His words were full of anger.

He quickly took out several pill bottles and handed them to Li Changsheng, and said angrily:
"How dare you do this in our sect!"

"My senior brother and I will go to the main peak to report to the sect leader. This matter must be done"

Li Changsheng rejected the elixir he handed him and shook his head slightly, "No one plotted against me. It was my practice that made some mistakes. I will be fine if I rest for a while."

"Something went wrong in the practice?"

Wu Yong looked at him with disbelief in his eyes.

How can one make a mistake in practice and dry up his tormented mind, and his energy and blood become as silent as a dead tree?

This appearance is obviously caused by the heavy damage to the soul and the inability to mobilize spiritual power. "Is it that one?"

Wu Yong was about to speak, but Li Changsheng frowned and shouted: "Junior brother, be careful what you say."

Wu Yong was excited for a moment and immediately closed his mouth.

Although the following offenders will not be fatal, if they are caught by the rightful owner, they will inevitably suffer some hardships.

While the two were talking.

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs.

Li Changsheng looked up when he heard the sound.

Two young men and women who looked quite similar came down the stairs.

Their eyes fell on Li Changsheng, with surprise and suspicion in their eyes.

Wu Yong calmed down, stepped forward, and introduced to Li Changsheng: "These two are my friends, senior brother He Xiaori and junior sister He Xiaoyue. I heard that senior brother won the top ten in the competition, so I came here to see them."

Wu Yong's message also sounded in Li Changsheng's ears.

"The two are brothers and sisters. The former is in the late stage of pulse condensation and the latter is in the middle stage of pulse condensation. They have been practicing outside and are proficient in several combined techniques. Their strength cannot be underestimated."

"This return to the sect is to become a candidate for the true successor."

"Accompany the disciple."

Li Changsheng's thoughts turned and he understood what he meant. He nodded slightly to the two of them and said with a smile: "I've met you two."

"He Xiaori and He Xiaoyue have met Senior Brother Li."

Seeing that Li Changsheng was in this state according to the rumors, a flash of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the two of them, and all the plans in their hearts disappeared. After seeing the ceremony, the young man apologized: "My sister and I still have something to do, so I won't stay any longer. Don’t be surprised.”

After saying that, he nodded to Wu Yong and walked towards the door.

"Both of you."

Wu Yong looked a little shocked and angry when he saw the brother and sister leaving as soon as they said they were leaving.

Li Changsheng didn't pay attention to this. The sudden pain in his mind made him couldn't help but rub the center of his brow, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked up the stairs slowly.

"These two people really have no skin to speak of, as they told me last time."

Wu Yong followed behind, still angry at the brother and sister's merciless way of leaving as they pleased.

Return to the top of the pavilion and take a seat.

Wu Yong hurriedly stepped forward and poured a cup of tea.

Li Changsheng picked up the teacup and took a sip, then asked softly: "Does Shifeng still have any true legends to participate in the competition?"

Wu Yong frowned, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's all just rumors." As he said that, he glanced at Li Changsheng, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, and said, "It's the Yan Si that my senior brother asked me to pay attention to, and there was something strange."

"After he came out of the cave, he took the task of guarding the mines and left the sect."

"Standing at the mine..."

Li Changsheng muttered and nodded slightly, "I'm sorry to trouble Junior Brother Wu."

A smile appeared on Wu Yong's face, he thought for a moment and asked, "If senior brother is worried about the safety of his family, why not take them to the sect?"

Li Changsheng frowned slightly, opened his eyes and looked at Wu Yong, shook his head and said, "My parents don't want to leave their homeland, let's talk about it later."

Wu Yong didn't care. He looked at Li Changsheng who closed his eyes and said nothing, and softly told the news about the progress of the competition and the true inheritance of Jifeng.

And while he was telling it.

A small but well-equipped cave also tells information about the top ten in the competition.

"In this competition of strength among the top ten disciples, Lan Caishen is undoubtedly the strongest, and the weakest is Zou Yixian from the Beast Soul lineage."

The voice paused and then said: "One of them is called Li Changsheng. His cultivation level is only in the late stage of Pulse Condensation. He has a spiritual plant inheritance and owns a blood puppet that is close to the third level."

at the same time.

There were also people talking in a magnificent hall.

A plump man, dressed as if he were a member of the military, told a fat man in a golden robe about the situation of the competition, and then said respectfully: "Senior brother, this competition is the time for you to show off your power. "

"Oh?" The fat man put down the huge leg bone in his hand, wiped it casually on a maid beside him, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that the top ten in this competition would be so weak, even Lan Caishen could come out on top."

Immediately he looked at the man standing respectfully below, grinned and said: "When I become the candidate true successor, Jin Fang, will you be my accompanying disciple?"

Jin Fang's eyes were slightly happy, and he respectfully held his hands in his hands and said, "My subordinate is willing."

"Hahaha"

After a burst of laughter, there were screams and chewing sounds.

Jin Fang left the hall, his face turned pale, he looked behind him in fear, and soared into the sky with the escaping light.

The sun sets in the west and night falls.

Between the four peaks, as the monks on the stage decided the winner, ten streams of light rose into the sky, manifesting names one after another in the sky.

The attic roof of a certain building.

Li Changsheng opened his eyes, glanced out the window, and took out his identity token.

A piece of information flooded into my mind.

"Tomorrow at noon, the top ten will compete in the competition."

At the same time, the true information about participating in the competition came to Li Changsheng's mind.

"Luo Tianying, the true successor of the Lord of Sacrifice to the Moon Peak."

"The master of Jiao Demon Peak is the true successor to Changhou."

"Ding Liang, the true successor of the Lord of Flame Hell Peak."

"Le Jiang, the true successor of Lord Tuntian Peak."

"The true biography of the master of Yuyan Peak, Chang Hanyan."

"Five."

Li Changsheng's heart sank slightly, he stood up and came to the window, looking at the ten names floating in the sky, his eyes flickering.

“I wonder how many people will remain after some time passes.”

when he got the news.

Lan Caishen, Ji Su, Yin Tan and others have also been informed.

Seeing a full five true disciples of the Ten Peaks participating in the competition, their expressions changed.

Li Changsheng looked at it for a moment, then turned around and sat back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest.

Only a quarter of an hour.

Wu Yong hurriedly opened the door and walked into the house. He came to Li Changsheng and said in a solemn voice: "Brother, I found information about the other two true disciples."

"Le Jiang, the true successor of the Lord of the Sky-Swallowing Peak, has refined the Demon Soul of the Sky-Swallowing Toad with the true spirit bloodline. He has perfected his pulse condensation and has been active on the border of the sect. His small magical powers based on the demon soul can be said to be nothing that cannot be swallowed, regardless of the matter. Is it a spell or a magic weapon?"

"The true successor of the Master of Yuyan Peak is Chang Hanyan. He has the bloodline of the alien beast Tianmengdie. He reached the perfection of pulse condensation decades ago. He suffered heavy losses in a certain competition. He is especially good at illusions."

After saying that, he looked at Li Changsheng who was concentrating with his eyes closed, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Senior brother, if your injury hinders you, you might as well give up on this competition."

"Even if you don't take the alternate seat, just being among the top ten in the competition is enough for senior brother to reach the Taoist realm."

"Of course, senior brother, if you want to participate in the next competition, you can. As for you, senior brother"

Li Changsheng opened his crimson bloodshot pupils and looked at him. Wu Yong's voice stopped.

"Excuse me, Junior Brother Wu, please go back."

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Wu Yong sighed in his heart, cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother, I will go back first."

"Go ahead."

After he left, Li Changsheng shook his head slightly, closed his eyes, and rested his mind.

The next day, the sky shines brightly.

The monks among the four peaks were all looking forward to the arena, and they were talking among themselves about who would change the position of the candidate for the true successor in this competition.

Which of the five true successors of the Ten Peaks will fail.

The banker of the Dabi Gambling Bureau quickly announced their odds, and the odds of the five true heirs of the Ten Peaks were staggeringly low.

Obviously he thinks that all the Ten Peaks True Successors will win this competition.

(End of this chapter)