Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 414: Mist and Figures
"So fast!?"

Sun Li's expression tensed and he no longer hesitated. He reached out his hand from his ear and saw a stick similar to the Sui Xin iron stick in Wen Lianggong's hand appear in his hand.

Wen Lianggong's mouth twitched when he saw this.

"Don't you have another stick?"

Sun Li replied without even turning his head: "Where my Heart Monkey lives is a iron tree that grows a branch like your stick every ten thousand years. My father has more than a dozen of these in his house."

Wen Lianggong was speechless. Some monkeys were born in Rome, while some people were like cattle and horses all their lives.

The magical weapon that others pursue all their lives is nothing more than a firewood stick in the kitchen.

"So when you threw this stick to me, were you ready to die?"

Sun Li said: "This is my brother and relative. We grew up together and have developed spirituality. It takes a lot of effort to cultivate this iron rod in my hand to the level of the one in your hand."

The two of them quickly went down the mountain while talking.

Wen Lianggong flew dozens of meters away with just a tap of his toes. He looked graceful and his movements were extraordinary. But he was nothing like him. Every time he took a step, there was a muffled sound under his feet. It was already very good that he could only take a stride of four or five meters.

Sun Li enviously said, "How come you are so carefree and elegant when you are at the same level as the True Immortal Perfection Realm?"

Wen Lianggong's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Sun Li who was standing next to him with an envious look on his face: "I have reached the heavenly fairyland."

Sun Li was still chattering, but after hearing Wen Lianggong's words, his expression froze and he asked in shock, "How did it soar so high?!"

Wen Lianggong was about to make a joke, but suddenly stopped talking. He looked sharply at the black gas that was lingering in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and spreading among the mountains and ridges. However, it seemed to leap in front of the two of them in just a few blinks of an eye, and then passed over them in an instant like a tide of fog.

For a moment, the entire world was completely immersed in a world wrapped in thick gray fog.

"Stop!"

Sun Li's slightly frightened voice suddenly rang out.

"Stop now, the demonic tide is coming!"

Sun Li's voice was a little sharp, but he still tried hard to suppress his voice, and even spent his energy to use his magic power to condense the sound into a line that was transmitted to his ears.

"Keep silent, don't make any noise, all actions must be completed in silence, otherwise, there will be great terror!"

The gray fog around was extremely thick. Even with his current eyesight, he could only see a distance of ten meters. Anything further away was hazy and blurry.

You know, your strength has already reached the level of celestial being.

What if it was Sun Li?

"..."

Looking at the opponent as if he was blind, he kept waving the sticks in his two hands around, causing the mist to roll. The head of the stick was like splashed ink, generating an extremely ferocious and powerful force.

"This stick technique..."

Wen Lianggong took a quick step and walked behind Sun Li.

"Stop dancing."

"scare?!"

Sun Li's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously twisted his body and swung the stick. The force was so powerful that it could flatten even a mountain.

Wen Lianggong stretched out his hand and grasped the iron rod.

"it's me."

After hearing Wen Lianggong's familiar voice, Sun Li's expression relaxed a little, and then he watched Wen Lianggong catch his stick easily. He tilted his head and got closer to see. Seeing that Wen Lianggong looked calm and didn't look like he was struggling at all, he was shocked.

"You really are Fellow Daoist Changqing."

Sun Li's body shook slightly, and Wen Lianggong felt a strange force carrying magic power burst out from the stick, like a needle, forcing him to let go.

Although you can still withstand it without getting hurt, there will be pain.

He has no masochistic tendencies and is not in a combat state, so naturally he would not hold on to it.

Wen Lianggong's eyes turned with a little surprise. He thought that Sun Li was really as useless as he seemed on the surface, suppressed by the heaven and earth of the Void Great Wall.

But in fact, it seemed that after using the innate bloodline of the Heart Monkey clan, Sun Li's muscles bulged high, and he even looked a bit fierce.

The action is swift and oppressive.

If you haven't achieved the Dao Fruit and entered the celestial immortal realm, you really have to treat it with caution.

Seeing Wen Lianggong let go of his hand, Sun Li looked like a nearsighted person, with a ferocious look in his eyes and two pairs of sharp fangs bulging outward.

Wen Lianggong frowned slightly, then stepped out, his magic power surging all over his body. The refined magic power unique to the Eight-Nine Profound Art surged up like a tide, and his blood suddenly boiled, seeming to ignite the surrounding gray mist.

The iron rod in his hand was slightly raised, and in an instant it was like a stream of mist, dragging out a misty gray shadow that was clearly visible to the naked eye.

Bang!
With a dull thud, the iron rod in Wen Lianggong's hand hit Sun Li's forehead solidly, causing him to groan, stars in his eyes, and stagger back several steps, then tripped over the stairs and sat on the ground.

Looking at the finger three inches in front of him and feeling the familiar spiritual fluctuations, Sun Li covered his head, grimaced, and carefully pushed the stick away.

"So it really is Fellow Daoist Changqing."

Hearing the sound, Wen Lianggong took back the iron rod and asked, "Who do you think it is?"

Wen Lianggong looked at Sun Li in surprise. Although the fight between the two was very brief and even lasted only three or two moves, one could tell from the little that Sun Li's fighting power was truly astonishing in the desperate situation.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that Sun Li still had a considerable amount of potential that had not been fully unlocked. Once it erupted, the strength would far exceed that of an ordinary True Immortal at the perfect realm.

The Monkey Clan...

"Hiss... There's a ghost in this gray mist!"

Sun Li rubbed his head carefully and hissed, "I feel a big bump on my head!"

Glancing at the goose egg-sized swelling on Sun Li's head, Wen Lianggong said calmly, "It's just a heavy blow, so some swelling is normal. With your physique, it will be gone overnight."

"……makes sense."

After a pause, Wen Lianggong said with some surprise: "You have become an immortal, but you are still afraid of ghosts?"

"no the same!"

Sun Li's face was solemn: "The ghosts here are the demons from outside the domain. If they were placed in the Three Realms, any ghost running through the mist would probably cause chaos.

If they were to flee to the lower world where mortals live, perhaps all life in the world would be wiped out in a very short period of time."

Wen Lianggong's expression calmed down. Sun Li spoke seriously, so he naturally did not dare to be careless. The Heart Monkey Clan had been able to thrive in the Void Great Wall for such a long time.

No matter how useless Sun Li is, he knows much more than him.

Ghost...

Wen Lianggong felt inexplicably funny in his heart. He had clearly reached the realm of true immortality, but from Sun Li's expression, he saw the helplessness and fear that a mortal once felt when encountering a ghost.

(End of this chapter)