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

Chapter 376 Longevity Ghost, Daoji

“When you go up to the eighth floor, you can naturally see the ninth floor.”

The old ghost said matter-of-factly.

However, he didn't seem to notice that when he mentioned being sent to the ninth floor of the stone building, his face was as ferocious as a ghost, and the green light in his eyes flickered in and out.

The rich gloomy energy in the dilapidated wooden house seemed to fluctuate with the flickering light in his eyes.

“weird stuff”

Li Changsheng frowned. Seeing that the old ghost's aura was becoming increasingly uneven, he interrupted and said, "You can leave."

The gloomy atmosphere of the wooden house suddenly became calm.

The old ghost seemed to have come back to his senses, and looked at Li Changsheng in astonishment. Then he stood up neatly, threw down a wooden sign made of the same material as the house, stepped out of the door, and ran out of the courtyard.

"Deadwood City"

Li Changsheng looked at the wooden sign, waved his hand to call out the Great Clever, a few ghosts in the early stage of the ghost soldiers, and ordered them to guard the courtyard, and then walked to the occupied room nearby.

But this time, nearly dozens of pulse-condensing monks were brought from the "Wujiang" Posthouse.

The taste of bad wine fell into my stomach.

Li Changsheng raised his head and looked at the sky. A silver moon seemed to be embedded in the ink stone. Although the moonlight was bright, it could not break away the dark clouds in the sky.

Until there is no one else in the wine shop.

Li Changsheng's eyes brightened slightly, he picked up the wine bottle and took a look, and saw that there were originally densely packed transparent worms, but now there was no one at all.

outside world.

It's called "White Pavilion", but there are two red lanterns hanging at the door.

Think briefly.

Li Changsheng paused slightly, said "Okay", and walked away under his cold gaze.

During his spiritual inspection, the transparent worm hit the stomach wall several times and was unable to enter. Its body became stiff, ice crystals condensed on its surface, and it shattered into powder and blended with the wine.

The door of the restaurant was closed heavily, and the lights in the room were dim. A huge figure was reflected in the window, its belly gushing out like ink. As the lights dimmed, a thin rustling sound could be heard.

As a result, the remaining casual cultivators had to take risks and head to unknown mountains.

But after leaving Deadwood City, the situation has changed greatly.

Li Changsheng took out the futon, sat cross-legged on it, took out his identity token and checked it. When he saw that the expiration date in it had disappeared, he put it away.

Li Changsheng picked up the wine glass, looked at the transparent worms swimming slowly in the clear wine, then looked at the three plates of various worm sloughs on the table, and drank up his head.

Nearly a hundred monks came to Deadwood City at once, but they did not cause any disturbance.

Feeling the gaze of the wine shop owner, Li Changsheng chuckled and shook his head, put down the wine bottle, ate the crispy and fragrant insect slough, and his spiritual thoughts quietly covered the wine shop.

In Luan Ming Mountain, the unknown represents danger.

A stream of pure Yin Qi emerged, and was immediately absorbed by the "Hundred Ghosts Killing Life Picture".

Li Changsheng looked at the shop and heard the faint sounds of opera in his ears.

After several fights, they seized almost half of the evil land where the city's casual cultivators obtained resources.

The monks in the city changed, the new ones replaced the old ones, and the dead-like calm of the past was restored again.

He took out the jade bottle containing the Xuanyin ghost blood, and while pulling the Xuanyin ghost blood to refine and temper the main spiritual vein, he tried to figure out the spell to "transform the evil spirit".

Powerful ghosts, evil beasts, and evil monks.
Half a year has passed.

Li Changsheng waved his hand and put Qian Ling down, stood up and prepared to leave.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man wearing an exquisite robe, with a belly big enough to hold a water tank. His dull eyes stared directly at Li Changsheng, and an ugly smile appeared on his stiff face.

From time to time there was laughter, yelling, and noise coming from it.

The room was simple, with only a bed and a wooden table, not even a bowl.

For the casual cultivators living in Deadwood City, the most they do every day is not to devote themselves to practice, but to go out and hunt Yin beasts and ghosts in order to obtain ghost crystals, spiritual objects and other materials for practicing.

The only wine shop in the city named "Good Wine".

Pedestrians were in a hurry on the road, but only one of the shops on both sides was open, and the rest were all dim.

"Come again"

The monks talked to each other in high tones and in low tones. All kinds of information poured into his mind.

Not long after he left.

Looking from the window, the scarlet light is like blood splashing between the windows, and a graceful and slender figure is like a weak willow in the wind, gently swaying and dancing.

"I'm a little bit angry."

As he immersed himself in practice, time passed day by day.

We were so close that when we looked through the door, we couldn't see through the scarlet color inside.

There are only a few shops, those selling spiritual liquid sell spiritual liquid, and those selling blood food sell blood food.
as always.

on the street.

Li Changsheng looked at the courtyard where people came and went from time to time, turned around and looked at the city gate with a dim light, and walked away.

When he was about to return to his small courtyard, he paused slightly and looked towards the Stone Tablet Square.

Under the tall stone monument stood a figure he was familiar with.

Standing next to that figure was a middle-aged monk who was obviously dressed differently from Deadwood City.

"Old ghost"

Li Changsheng's heart couldn't help but move at such a familiar scene. As he thought about it, the darkness around him seemed to come to life, flooding him in an instant.

"The old Taoist is also familiar with some Kanyu general hexagrams, and the word fate is indescribably wonderful."

"It is God's will to meet you!"

A voice as dry as nails scratching against dead wood came from under the black robe. The middle-aged monk beside him, his face flushed, nodded repeatedly, "Fate is fate. How about I buy the third-class courtyard of my senior for ten thousand spiritual stones?"

"Twenty thousand or thirty thousand"

"That's how it should be."

"."

Under Li Changsheng's gaze, the middle-aged monk took out 30,000 spiritual stones, took a wooden sign from the old ghost's hand, bowed respectfully, and left quickly.

And after he left.

The old ghost suddenly laughed strangely "hehe", took out a piece of spiritual stone, crushed it, and let the spiritual energy dissipate in the air.

Until the stone slab under your feet was sprinkled with a layer of crystal powder. All thirty thousand spirit stones turned into powder.

Li Changsheng looked at the old ghost whose aura suddenly increased. He was confused for a moment, then stepped in front of him and put his hand on his shoulder.

Gaze.

[Target: Old Ghost]

【Shouyuan: 290/300】

[Race: Human/Ghost]

[Cultivation: Nine levels of Qi training]

[Innate magical power: borrowing life to "disable"]

[Status: Symbiosis with Spirits]

Seeing its panel, Li Changsheng's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his heart was shocked.

"The one living with him is a longevity ghost?"

According to his understanding, longevity ghosts are formed by chance when ghosts absorb the breath of dying humans and beasts.

Because it involves life and death, its birth is difficult, and in terms of scarcity, it is even comparable to the ancestors of the Golden Core level.

"No, if Shou Gui is so weak,"

As if he thought of something, Li Changsheng's expression changed slightly, he retracted his arm, and did not even look at the old ghost. The thick darkness submerged his figure and disappeared.

"what"

After realizing it, the old ghost was excited for a moment, turned his head and looked around, then left quickly, and soon disappeared in the dark path between the two stone buildings.

Return to the courtyard.

Li Changsheng sat cross-legged on the futon, staring at himself.

[Target: Li Changsheng]

【Shouyuan: 45/360】

[Cultivation: Pulse Condensation Realm Perfect "99%" Main Spirit Vein: Twelve "99%"]

[Exercise method: "Wanhua Sutra" (12/12)]

[Characteristics: Blood lv9, Soul lv9, Evil lv9]

[Spell:]

[Status: healthy, mark "three"]

See the status column.

Li Changsheng secretly said "Sure enough" in his heart, stared at the "mark", and three different auras appeared in his mind.

One is the most vast, full of wild atmosphere, the second is filled with vitality and death, and the third is filled with coldness and silence.

"There is actually a second ghost at the level of a ghost general."

The first mark belonged to the Qingyang Sect, the second mark was obviously Shou Gui, and the third mark revealed a sinister ghostly aura, which made him a little confused.

Before he went to Luan Ming Mountain, he only had the mark of Qingyang on his body.

In other words, there are actually two ghost general-level ghosts lingering in this small deadwood city.

At this time, Li Changsheng remembered that the old ghost once said that "the city has its own rules." The two stone buildings with unknown meanings seemed to be opened by monks, but they were more like shops opened by ghosts, and the unknown figures wandered around the city walls.
This combination really fulfilled what he had thought when he first entered Deadwood City.

This is clearly a ghost nest!
"call"

Li Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and dismissed the panel. Without hesitation, he stood up and walked to the courtyard. He waved his hand to put away the clever people and other ghosts in the courtyard, and walked away.

Walk all the way to the city gate.

Without incident, he walked out with the other monks who were leaving the city.

One hundred meters away from the city gate.

Li Changsheng looked back, waved his hand, took out the flying boat, and left as a light.

Based on the information he heard, he bypassed several mountains that looked like tombs.

Travel to a hundred miles away.

Li Changsheng's thoughts moved slightly, and tiny stars appeared in his eyes. The two marks in his body shattered and dissipated silently, and then without stopping, he changed direction and disappeared in the distance.

One month later.

In a community of bare and dense hills, there is a small square cave deep inside an inconspicuous hill.

The cave was empty except for a young man with a handsome face sitting cross-legged on a futon.

"call"

Li Changsheng opened his eyes, let out a breath of miscellaneous breath, felt the majestic spiritual power surging in his body, and smiled.

Not long after leaving Deadwood City, he did not go to other cities and towns. Instead, he found a hill where the Yin Qi was not very strong and opened a cave to practice.

One month passed, and through the continuous refining of Xuanyin ghost blood and pure spiritual power, his spiritual power underwent a qualitative transformation.

The spiritual power was transformed from liquid to solid. Although the volume was still the same, the power was ten times greater. Moreover, he felt that his physical body was subtly changing under the nourishment of spiritual power.

He can feel more familiar with the metal aura that is free from heaven and earth, and its characteristics seem to have changed.
Li Changsheng's eyes moved slightly, recalling the information about Daoji.

According to the monks who are promoted with different foundations, the Tao foundations are also different.

Taoji is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower.

A low-grade person will have no hope of a golden elixir for life, but only in the process of casting, a high-grade Taoist foundation can have a glimpse of the golden elixir.

To cast a low-grade Dao foundation, one must liquefy the spiritual power and transform the physical body once.

To create a middle-grade Dao foundation, one must solidify spiritual power and transform the physical body twice.

To create a top-grade Dao foundation, one must crystallize spiritual power and transform the physical body three times, so that the body perfectly matches the characteristics of spiritual power.

Although the "Wanhua Sutra" compiled by Li Changsheng is a fragment, it is also inherited from the golden elixir. The spiritual power he refined only transformed once, pushing his spiritual power to a solidified level, and his physical body gradually transformed under the nourishment of spiritual power.

With this foundation and the assistance of Xuanyin ghost blood, he naturally wanted to create a high-grade Taoist foundation.

And besides.

Li Changsheng also had a preliminary idea of ​​what kind of small magical power he wanted to build.

That is to use the "Three-Leaf Nailing Soul Vein Diagram" and "Yao Ling Mao Beast Vein Diagram" as the core, and the "Spirit Contract", "Hundred Ghosts Killing Life Diagram" and "Blood Puppet" three spells with spatial characteristics as the framework. The four vaguely related spells of blood, soul extraction, soul imprisonment, and evil spirits are supplemented.

The secret method of constructing the blood pool of all spirits with the "Mantra of All Transformations and Spirits" was combined with nine spells to create a small magical power that was unique to him.

(End of this chapter)