Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 65: The Immortal Picture, the Miao Spirit Toad is Born

After leaving the cave, Wu Meng took out the Liuyun Shuttle and tossed it gently.

The palm-sized shuttle swelled in the blink of an eye. There were clouds and mist at the bottom of the shuttle, which kept rolling. The wind on the shuttle body swept across it from time to time, pulling the shuttle body up and down.

Wu Meng stepped on it.

It looks slender and slender from the outside, but it doesn't look crowded at all after you settle down, and it won't be a problem to seat three or four people.

Wu Meng grinned, and his fingers seemed to be changing on his sleeves, secretly and quickly.

The next moment, the flowing cloud shuttle suddenly rose up and flew away through the sky.

In terms of speed alone, Liuyun Shuttle is at least twice as fast as Zhiyuan, but it has not yet been fully activated.

In addition, it is also superior in dexterity and stability. The most important thing is that it comes with its own formation, which has certain protection and concealment effects.

If Luo Qingbao had been driving this shuttle back then, Taoist Taoists might not have been able to knock him down.

The flowing cloud shuttle turns seven times and eight times among the clouds and mist.

After a cup of tea, Wu Meng, who had thoroughly enjoyed himself, landed in front of Songmang Hall.

A group of disciples have gathered here, numbering thirty or forty, presumably the true core disciples of Danfeng.

Wu Mengluo's location was remote. Although he attracted a few glances, he just took a look and moved away. He followed the crowd at the end.

Leaning slightly, a figure came over. It wasn't Luo Qingbao but someone else.

"So you are here?"

Wu Meng nodded: "Has the Wuchi Club started?"

"Yes! I heard from the senior brothers in front that four sects have returned this time. There are five to six hundred people in Wuyangyang, which is the largest number of people in history."

Wu Meng was stunned, there was one more person than planned.

"Do you know what sects there are?"

"Qianjin Mountain, Nianhuawanyue Garden, Bichao Palace, and Luofeng Valley."

Luo Qingbao smiled: "These are the four major immortal sects of Fengxi Continent. Junior Brother Wu, you must have never heard of them."

How could Wu Meng have time to read this in the past two years?

Now that I think about it, Wuchihui is indeed a good opportunity to increase my knowledge. I can catch up on my homework these days.

While the two were chatting, they heard exclamations coming from not far away.

"The protagonist of the latest issue of "Young Immortal Pictures" "God Invites a Flying Sword to Kill the Tiger" is also here!"

"Seriously?! Where did the news come from?"

"I heard it from a fellow Taoist from Qianjin Mountain. What's even more exaggerated is that I heard that this sword god is only a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old!!"

"You're fifteen or sixteen years old, how is that possible?! That's an eighth-level tiger demon, and even three or four late-stage qi-training disciples may not be able to take it down! That friend of yours must be joking."

"...Well, it shouldn't be the case, but what you said makes sense..."

Wu Meng stopped and listened for a while.

The protagonist of the latest issue of "Young Immortal Pictures"...

The boy who slayed the tiger with his flying sword...

He suddenly remembered that when he first came to Linfang City, he had heard a similar picture of immortality in a wine shop, but there was one word difference. The one was called "Picture of Gorgeous Immortal".

The deeds of Fairy Longyue came from this period.

Luo Qingbao was beside him. He seemed to have guessed what Wu Meng was thinking, and said with a smile: "If Junior Brother Wu is curious about the immortal picture, I can give you a few words."

"To say that the most bizarre thing in the entire world of immortality is the Immortal Picture.

Its origin is mysterious. Currently, the three series widely circulated on the market are "Shao", "Zhong" and "Yan". These three series are released on time and have accumulated many issues.

But according to rumors, in addition to these three, there are also people who have collected the 'Secret' and 'Jue' series. It is unknown whether there are more. "

After Wu Meng heard this, he realized that this fairy picture looked a bit like the journals and magazines from his previous life.

"Then what's so strange about this immortal picture?" he asked curiously.

Luo Qingbao showed an expression that said, "You will never believe it." "Whatever monks do who are included in the Immortal Picture will be recorded in the painting and cannot be hidden!"

"Can't hide?"

Wu Meng was startled and subconsciously wanted to refute. Is there anything in this world that cannot be hidden?

Even though there are endless strange methods in the world of cultivation, it is extremely difficult to monitor a monk anytime and anywhere.

What's more, how can the person being monitored be at the mercy of others?

Let’s just say that Fairy Long Yue is already a Foundation Establishment monk. If she wants to spy on the privacy of a Foundation Establishment monk at all times, what level of cultivation does she have to do?

Even if it were true, would people with this level of cultivation follow and follow them all the time if they don't practice every day?

Wu Meng frowned: "How many monks are included in the Immortal Picture?"

Luo Qingbao stretched out his hand and said, "Senior brother has indeed made statistics. The number of people who have appeared in the erotic pictures alone is no less than fifty!"

"..."

Wu Meng fell silent for a moment.

This is just a beautiful picture...

The energy behind it is so great that just thinking about it makes people feel chills running down their backs.

"But, fortunately, this immortal picture is neither signed nor shown," Luo Qingbao said.

"Some of the people whose identities can be revealed are leaked by those who have experienced it, and some have their details matched..."

Wu Mengruo thought about it.

In other words, Xiantu is only responsible for 'abstract paintings' and not writing 'cast lists'?

"Do you know what force is behind this?" Wu Meng finally asked.

Luo Qingbao smiled slightly.

"No one knows."

Lean slightly.

Taoist Songmang came from the hall with dragon and tiger steps.

He simply explained a few words and then dispersed everyone, except for a few who stayed, and Wu Meng happened to be among them.

Those who were left behind were brought into the palace for interviews one by one.

Wu Meng stood at the door and could clearly hear the roars coming from inside.

After waiting for a few more sticks of incense, Senior Brother Yunsui Zhang, whom he had met earlier, came out, and the voice in the hall finally called Wu Meng.

Wu Meng was about to enter the hall, and when he passed by, Senior Brother Zhang suddenly raised his head, patted him on the shoulder, and forced a smile.

Immediately, Senior Brother Zhang left without stopping.

Wu Meng was startled, looking at the retreating figure, unable to guess what the other person was thinking.

He was already reclusive and kept an extremely low profile, but due to Song Mang's special care, it was inevitable to be noticed.

The wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind.

After this meeting in Wuchi, it is better to stay in seclusion for as long as possible to reduce the sense of existence.

He thought and walked into the palace.

Song Mang's face was red and his hair and beard were in a state of 'war readiness'. After a glance, he was slightly startled: "It seems that you are really good at the spirit toad swallowing technique! You can even hide my spiritual thoughts from me." Concealed."

When Wu Meng heard this, he felt pleasantly surprised.

I just started using the toad technique a month ago. According to the method in the jade slip, I first accumulated the toad spirit in my internal organs, and then watered it with blood essence and spiritual energy from time to time.

For ordinary monks, this step will inevitably lead to a lack of energy and blood. If you can nourish it once every three months, you are considered diligent. If you want to practice it, it will take seven or eight years of hard work.

But Wu Meng was able to cultivate himself day by day.

There is no way, thanks to the Hukou Technique, his essence and blood are already extremely full, not to mention that he can also 'feed'?

At this time, if you feel guilty, you will find a jasper-red spiritual toad lying in his internal organs.

The phantom was only the size of a fingertip, but it sucked in all the breath of Wu Meng's body.

Now it can cover up the simple detection of the foundation-building monks. If coupled with the 'not touching the body', Wu Meng's concealment effect will reach a level that is difficult to match by monks of the same period.

No wonder he was pleasantly surprised.

Song Mang had never practiced this technique before, so he couldn't figure out the twists and turns.

He was only slightly surprised and then got down to business.

"In the next one month, all the visiting mid- to late-stage qi-training disciples will enter the secret realm in the door. The remaining early-stage disciples will have a simple alchemy competition. They will be your opponents."

"...You read more and think more, mainly to broaden your knowledge. If you can earn face for Songmangfeng, I will have my own reward..."

(End of this chapter)