Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 94 Moving Camp

Moreover, this is just a talisman with half of its spiritual energy dissipated.

The so-called amulet can only be used by monks in the Qi training stage with a trace of magic power.

There were a few amulets in the monk's storage bag, and they were not particularly precious, so they were probably commercially available.

No wonder cultivators look down on martial arts masters.

The efficiency of using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is also very poor.

Lu Ye can be considered a handful of people who stand at the top of martial arts, but they can't break through the defenses of low-level qi-training monks!

What a system!

He cursed inwardly.

"Hi……"

Lu Ye took to the air again, this time he used the martial arts burning blood technique.

I saw a faint blood mist surrounding the body, like a blood dragon!

Since you have just entered the Grandmaster realm and your fists can't break your defense, let's try adding blood-burning skills!

He punched down and landed on the light screen with a loud bang.

The lights of the light curtain flashed and extinguished each other, flashing violently several times, and some places were pulled by the violent punches and seemed to be transparent.

Wang Hu screamed in surprise inside.

"Brother, it seems that this amulet can't hold on any longer."

However, after the light curtain flickered, it remained in its original state.

It seems that we are close to the critical point, just a little short of it.

Lu Ye retreated, punched the ground, and a spear flew out from the weapons rack behind him and fell into his hand.

The Grandmaster cannot yet photograph objects from a distance, but he can achieve similar effects by exerting force from a distance.

He shook the ordinary spear like a gun, controlled the strength, and shot it out.

stab.

The light curtain was deformed by being stabbed hard.

There are several black lines appearing on it, as if there are cracks in the void.

Wang Hu made a fuss inside again.

"It's broken, it's almost broken."

Lu Ye threw away his spear, ran quickly, and took the longbow from the weapon rack.

In this blink of an eye, the light curtain has returned to its original state, and the black cracks on it have disappeared.

"Brother, this thing will absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!" Wang Hu found clues inside, "If it is not destroyed at once, it will recover."

"But brother, please hurry up, I can feel that this thing will disappear on its own soon..."

A piece of talisman paper is ignited to release the mana stored on the talisman paper, and it can also temporarily absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth according to the mysterious structure to replenish it, but the mana outside the body is like sourceless water and cannot be replenished in the end.

After a while, it will dissipate into the air.

clap clap clap!

Lu Ye drew his bow and fired a few arrows with the strength of Xiaocheng Tie Zang, Dacheng Tie Zang, the Grand Martial Master.

An arrow light curtain flickered.

The two-arrow light curtain is densely covered with black lines.

When the third arrow whined and hit the light curtain, the sound of stabbing and shattering was heard.

The already overwhelmed amulet disintegrated in the air.

Wang Hu, who looked confused inside, was revealed.

The third arrow just missed his face.

"Brother," Wang Hu touched his head with a scared look on his face, "Just this once, don't let me try the talisman for you again!"

Lu Ye laughed loudly and scolded him for having a beautiful idea!

The talisman paper is so precious, it is enough to try it once, but it cannot be wasted.

Half of the spiritual energy of the talisman in Wang Hu's hand had dispersed. If it were a normal talisman, Lu Ye estimated that the Grandmaster's blood-burning punch would not cause any damage.

To deal with this perverted thing, you have to use long weapons. The strength of the master's blow should be equal. It depends on the power of the talismans of each sect of the cultivator.

The safest way is to use a bow and arrow, one arrow is enough to blow it up.

The smaller the attack surface, the sharper it is, which naturally exceeds its upper limit of defense.

Lu Ye immediately decided to bring a bow and arrow in the future.

To him, this was the only thing that could really deal with a low-level monk.

Of course, according to a monk's confession, he had relied on a sneak attack with a talisman to kill the master.

Because the Grandmaster is a master of martial arts, his physical agility is even better than that of a cultivator.

If the master comes within seven steps and pounces with a sudden change of mind, it will be difficult for even a cultivator to get the burning talisman.

However, if the immortal cultivator deliberately attacks the master, the outcome is likely to be calculated intentionally or unintentionally.

Therefore, the low-level monks walking in the Jin Kingdom were always careful and did not dare to underestimate the Grandmaster, and were especially wary of the Grandmaster's approach.

Lu Ye was in a good mood, feeling that he was still useful as a master who had been cultivated through Krypton life.

At least with a bow and arrow in hand, he can deal with a low-level Qi-training monk.

If a monk wants to hide his body and come to him...

With the fish and dragon picture as an early warning, he gave the opponent a taste of what the Grandmaster's Iron Fist was. Within seven steps, he was fast and heavy, and sent him home with one punch!

In a good mood, he used the picture of fish and dragon to cover Wang Hu.

“Wang Hu—22 years old.

Spiritual root - middle grade B, hidden vein: bloodline of the powerful giant.

Status: The spiritual consciousness is first opened and the magic power is accumulated.

Realm - practicing Qi to lay the foundation, 10/100, practice nine times a day, and you can achieve it in one year.

Kung Fu - White Bone Impure Method.

Lifespan - 22 years/75 years.

Qi and blood——3000/10000. "

Lu Ye only took one look and felt that his grandmaster was not good at all.

Wang Hu was one year older than him and called him his big brother, which made him very happy.

Although he lied about his age at the beginning, it was all for the sake of a better life for the two of them.

However, the other party's spiritual root turned out to be of the second grade. The original bag of monk's spiritual root was only of the lower grade B. It was equivalent to Wang Hu's bag of monk's spiritual root being a whole grade better!

In the future, it will normally be enough to build a foundation. If you are lucky, you can even touch the golden elixir!

And what the hell is this giant bloodline?

Anyway, it looks very scary.

With this bone, Wang Hu can practice very quickly. Once he has successfully laid the foundation for Qi training, he will have cultivated to the first level of Qi training, and he will be a serious immortal cultivator.

That bag of monks has been practicing for decades and is still practicing on the third level of Qi.

Compared with him, Wang Hu is simply a little genius, probably due to the bloodline of the powerful giant.

Although the lifespan is a bit short, as long as the skills can keep up, the lifespan can be extended accordingly.

The most hateful thing is the blood value!

It took Lu Ye two years of training and forty years of life before he could reach 3000 qi and blood. At the level of a master, the full value is only 6000.

As for Wang Hu.

After practicing Qi for one year, Qi and blood have reached 3000.

If he remembered correctly, a bag of monk's Qi training at the third level only had 3000 Qi and blood. Did Wang Hu have such Qi and blood as soon as he entered Taoism?

How can those bad guys play with this?

Sure enough, martial arts is nothing if you can cultivate immortality!

Lu is ambitious and this template really works.

Love it, love it, want it, want it.

The middle-grade spiritual roots have a chance to impact the golden elixir. The golden elixir has a life span of five hundred years, and it can already be proud of a secular dynasty in the world.

If I really see the last emperor from Taizu, I feel at ease.

He's not greedy either. Let's practice with the second-grade spiritual root first.

As soon as the fish and dragon picture moves, swipe down!

Wang Hu changed his perspective to the river, and immediately there was a slightly stupid and huge crocodile.

Lu Ye was happy when he saw it.

"Transformation!"

A golden light brushed down!

Huh?

Why no response?

Look again, the color of the fat crocodile gradually turns gray.

Lu Ye immediately felt heartbroken and instantly understood what happened.

My own Qi and blood are insufficient, but the opponent's root bone level is high and cannot be transformed!

He is so angry. When I was practicing martial arts, I didn't copy this brother's bone. I thought I would have the opportunity in the future, but I encountered the longevity bone and took the evil path of the King of Hell.

I didn’t expect that I would become a Taoist, but I still couldn’t get into the glory of my brothers.

"Brother Wang Hu, it's okay if you don't want him..."

Luye gritted his teeth and turned to look at the other brother.

"Zhang Cunyi - Grade C..."

The pattern is gray and cannot be transformed...

Lu Ye thought about it, with his little energy and blood, he would only be able to transform into a low-grade bone at first?

Both of my brothers are great in terms of relationship, but they have lowered the average line by themselves, and they don’t even give them a chance to improve?

Outrageous!

"Brother, why do you look so ugly?" Wang Hu didn't know why and was still chattering beside him, "Brother, don't be impatient."

"What did you and Lao San say that day? As long as you can endure loneliness, you will definitely succeed in cultivation."

"Brother, take the first step when building the road. At worst, I will protect you in the future..." Wang Hu slapped his chest.

Zhang Cunyi, who jumped off the wall, couldn't help but scratch his head after hearing Wang Hu's words.

Lu Ye raised his eyebrows and raised a smile on his lips.

"Huzi, brother, I'm very sorry. My hand slipped and left a bullet mark on your face just now."

"Oh, brother, it's okay. It's just that you look ugly and it's hard to see people when you go out. Huh? Brother, why did you pick up the gun again?"

"Brother thinks that good things come in pairs, so why not give you another gun mark so that you can meet people!"

"No……"

Snapped!

A crisp sound sounded.

Ten days later.

A long procession with no beginning or end left the city gate of Dongsai Mansion, and there were many people walking along the road to see them off.

In the past few years, the military discipline of the female camp in Dongsai Mansion has been surprisingly good. This is the time when the people of Dongsai Mansion are most at ease. Now that the army has been transferred away, there is quite a feeling of reluctance.

In the middle of the team, Wang Hu was riding a big horse with his head held high and his chest high, acting as the vanguard.

"Look, that's General Wang. He has such big chest muscles..."

"Hey, why are there red marks on the left and right sides of General Wang's face?"

"Could it be that the two old sisters-in-law were jealous and beat her?"

"They are actually willing to be cruel. How cruel."

Wang Hu listened to the gossip while riding on the horse, his body swayed, and he immediately lowered his head and slumped.

In the queue behind.

Pan Furong and Lu Ye rode horses side by side. After leaving the city cave, the woman looked back at the place where she had stayed for two years, feeling a little reluctant to leave.

"Granny, you said that the provincial capital is better than Dongsai Mansion, is that true?"

Because she hated breaking into Potian, she had never been to the provincial capital since she took root in Dongsai Mansion.

"Miss, don't worry," Lu Ye said with a smile, "Lao San and Mr. Li, Fan Buzhong has gone."

"This time King Chuang really doesn't like the place where he started."

"All the remaining troops in the provincial capital have been transferred to the Central Plains. It is said that King Chuang intends to go to Beijing to test the size of the dragon chair."

"They gave us the private residence of the former governor of the provincial capital and the residence where King Chuang once stayed. They are full of sincerity."

Chuang Po Tian started too late, the province's officers and soldiers were at war with bandits, and the people's livelihood was in ruins, so they could not serve as a qualified rear for the army.

He went out of the province to seize the foundations of Cao Shangfei and Sai Qianli in two battles. With the fertile cities that the two anti-kings worked hard to manage, he naturally looked down upon the poor and poor place where he started.

Pan Furong looked disgusted.

"I don't want to live in the place where Chuang Potian stayed."

"He actually wants to lead troops to the capital? Be careful not to lose your life. I heard that there is a master in the capital."

Lu Ye advised.

"Miss, be careful what you say."

"King Chuang is at the height of his popularity. No one else can fault us for letting us live in his old palace. It would be disrespectful for us not to live there, so we'd better stay here first."

"Even if it's Yi Zhang Qing, when there are people under the eaves, please be patient."

He always felt that the relationship between Pan Furong and Chuang Potian was not just a simple taboo and dislike, but there seemed to be something hidden inside.

But if Pan Furong didn't tell her, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask. Who doesn't have a little secret?

Now that the whole province is controlled by the Breakthrough Army, the brigade is safe on the road without any setbacks. After a night's rest, they camped in the middle.

The next day, the team arrived at the provincial capital.

There was a large group of soldiers outside the city. They were the soldiers who had been taken away by Chuang Potian to guard the provincial capital.

In order to capture the capital, Sitting on the dragon chair, Chuang Potian began to mobilize all his troops. These troops were impressively present, so the female battalion came over to block the hole.

Everyone in the Chuang army knows that King Chuang has never used female soldiers since he started his campaign.

Nowadays, the women's battalion is the fringe in the army, an inconspicuous small team in the army.

Even many people in the army didn't know that there was an old orphan girl.

Lu Ye stepped forward, handed over the tiger talisman and the Guan Fang seal letter to the opposing general, said goodbye and wished victory on the battlefield, and the two sides headed towards each other.

A large number of soldiers and horses rush to the front line battlefield, not knowing whether they will live or die tomorrow.

The female battalion soldiers entered the city on horseback. The once tough horse soldiers had their bellies protruding and the calluses on their hands receded, forming an uneven queue.

After not going into battle for two years and not even killing a thief, these elites just continued to train every day. After having wives and children, they were all wasted.

When everyone entered the city, Zhang Cunyi and others naturally came to greet them.

On the way, Lu Ye and Pan Furong had already received the news from the sentry and knew the other party's arrangements.

The first step is to divide the female battalion soldiers and horses, and station them on four walls.

The provincial capital is a big city, and it is impossible to defend it with these four horse sentries and a few sentry posts with a total of more than a thousand troops. Fortunately, this is the rear area of ​​Chuang Po Tian, ​​and no one dares to tease the tiger's beard.

However, basic defense still needs to be done, so set up camp close to the wall.

Fortunately, the previous camp for the left-behind army was complete and well-located, so it only needed to be stationed in separate groups.

In addition, Fan Buzhong also contacted the wealthy families in the city who had taken refuge in Chuang Potian and asked them to mobilize young and strong slaves to help defend the city.

Everything is arranged in an orderly manner.

Lu Ye and Pan Furong can just nod.

After the team was divided, there were only a hundred or ten people left in the team.

Some are old men from the women's camp, and the rest are Zhang Cunyi's junior brothers and family members from Tiegongfang.

Pan Furong has been with them for the longest time, and even moved to the provincial capital to live with them.

Fortunately, Chuang Potian turned out to be stationed in an extremely spacious courtyard. It was said to be the governor's house of the monk's illegitimate son, so there was no pressure to accommodate so many people.

This settlement took place in the middle of the night.

Lu Ye and Pan Furong were arranged to be neighbors as usual, just like Dongsai Mansion.

In the next few days, all kinds of moving chores were complicated.

Fan Buzhong, Li Guangshi and Zhang Cunyi were too busy to touch the ground.

However, Lu Ye accompanied Pan Furong around the provincial capital.

He bought some rouge, gouache, gold hairpins and beads, and the young lady quickly adapted to life here.

This night.

Lu Ye was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, practicing the Bahuang Qi.

He was used to practicing Krypton Life, but now tempering his Qi was as slow as a tortoise, so he could only endure it.

In the past few days, he had been bored and looking at fish and dragon pictures, but he never saw a person with low-grade spiritual roots who was suitable for transformation.

He guessed in his mind that before Wang Hu started to practice Taoism, his bones were only naturally powerful, and it was only after he started to practice Taoism that he showed a second-grade alien spiritual root.

Perhaps this spiritual root is like an invisible bloodline, which cannot be stimulated without practicing Taoism, and the Fish and Dragon Picture cannot be included.

But he was surrounded by mortals who had not yet entered the Tao, so naturally they would not show their spiritual roots.

The psychic jade bone shown by Taoist Priest Qingyang in the previous fish and dragon diagram is actually the spiritual root.

Lu Ye couldn't do it even if he wanted to, so he asked him to give out Dao books for free for everyone to learn. That was the only way to achieve death, so he could only practice martial arts first.

Sudden.

A picture of fish and dragon flashed in his mind.

A point of light suddenly appeared in the picture, crossed the courtyard wall, and went straight to Pan Furong's boudoir.

(End of this chapter)