Longevity starts with eating monsters

Chapter 136: The Immortal Sect? Unexpected disaster!
On the wide official road, one could see four handsome dragon horses pulling a big red chariot galloping on the road.

The car is speeding outside, but it is stable inside.

Lu Chen sat upright in the carriage, not wasting time. Instead, he closed his eyes and meditated, regulating his qi and blood. His physical fitness was still constantly improving.

This speed is not fast, but it is long-lasting. It can be seen that the spread of the Tianzhen Zhiren Tu in Yan Mo Ding is very smooth. As time goes by, more and more people practice it, and the feedback he gets will become stronger and stronger. This feeling of progressing all the time makes Lu Chen quite fascinated.

"Brother Lu has not slacked off in his work."

On the other side of the carriage, Pei Zhongke sighed: "No wonder he can become a world overlord, he is favored by heaven, this diligence must be the most important thing."

"That's natural."

Lu Chen nodded: "I, Lu Chen, can be where I am today because of my unremitting efforts. Every bit of effort you put in every day will become the foundation for your future."

"What a wise saying!" Pei Zhongke nodded.

Then he shook his head again: "I am not talented enough, I dare not challenge to see the gods, so I slacked off in my practice. My body is old and my heart is old too."

"Let's talk about the Magic Cauldron."

Lu Chen was not interested in listening to Pei Zhongke's sentiments about life, so he changed the subject: "What kind of world is that? What is the system of cultivation?"

Pei Zhongke was happy to explain upon seeing this, and immediately said: "Shentong Ding, Shentong Ding. As the name suggests, that world cultivates the supernatural power. In Shentong Ding, every qualified person needs to hold a ceremony after adulthood to pray to the heavens to grant them a supernatural power."

"This is the so-called innate magical power, the magical power bestowed by heaven."

“The practitioners of the Divine Power Cauldron do not call themselves warriors, but cultivators.”

"And their realm is also very simple, that is, to study a magical power to the extreme, which is divided into three levels: minor magical power, medium magical power, and major magical power."

"The little magical power is our Yang Fire Yin Talisman."

"The middle divine power is the state of transformation."

"The great magical power is to hold the elixir."

"Of course, what I know is not comprehensive, it's just a rough idea. You may have to ask the disciples of the Immortal Sect for the specific details."

"Immortal Sect?" Lu Chen raised his eyebrows.

"That's right." Pei Zhongke explained: "Didn't I say before that the nobleman who lost the Shentong Ding was sent to a secret place to practice?"

"That's the Immortal Sect."

"In fact, the Shentong Ding originally belonged to the Xianzong, and that nobleman only went to the Shentong Ding to train. It was only because a tyrant appeared in the Ding that the Xianzong lost control of the Shentong Ding, and that nobleman was trapped in it. It can only be said that it was a series of accidents."

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Listening to Pei Zhongke's description, Lu Chen's expression gradually became strange. Because from his mouth, the more he said, the more it sounded like a.
Sect's secret realm?

Hiding his vigilance, Lu Chen chatted with Pei Zhongke for a few more words. When he found that there was no more information, he went into meditation and practiced without saying anything more.

Three days and nights passed in the blink of an eye.

When Lu Chen woke up from his meditation, through the window of the carriage, a city as huge, majestic and vast as the mountains came into view.

The secondary capital, Tianjing City?

This is not the real center of the Jiuzhou court, but only a secondary capital. However, Lu Chen still felt a strong momentum from the mottled city wall.

"National destiny."

Compared to the small court of Yanmo Ding, the national fortune of Jiuzhou Court is more than twice as great. The national fortune of a secondary capital has already surpassed that of the Sun and Moon Divine Capital of the small court of Yanmo Ding. If you look closely, you can even vaguely see a huge dragon claw upside down above the city!
The carriage slowly drove into the city.

Soon, Lu Chen saw a magnificent mansion.

Compared with the gloomy and solemn Prison Warden's Yamen in Jiangzhou, the Prison Warden's Yamen in Tianjing City is much more luxurious, so much so that it doesn't even look like a yamen.

"Brother Lu, follow me." Pei Zhongke was the first to get off the carriage.

"I have already sent the news in advance using the Golden Eagle, but the disciples of the Immortal Sect have also arrived, and the spatial passage leading to the Divine Power Cauldron is with them."

Following Pei Zhongke, Lu Chen came to a side yard of the government office. "Brother Lu, please take a rest here for a while."

Pei Zhongke cupped his hands and said, "I will go and invite a few Xianzong disciples to come over. However, those Xianzong disciples are a bit harsh, so please bear with them."

"Strict?" Lu Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Pei Zhongke's expression was somewhat helpless when he said this: "In short, just talk less. Try not to offend them."

Lu Chen nodded readily after hearing this: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who stirs up trouble."

After all, he has more important things to do.

"Wake up, it's time to work."

After seeing Pei Zhongke off, Lu Chen took out the Evergreen Demon King and the Huo Dou that he had hidden earlier, and also took out more than a dozen iron cages containing animals.

The demon breeding plan starts!
At the same time, in another courtyard of the Prison Warden's Office.

As Pei Zhongke walked into the courtyard, he heard a voice: "Brother, you don't have the main ingredients for the Three True Divine Pills, so you won't be able to make them no matter how hard you try."

Soon, two figures came into Pei Zhongke's sight.

Both of them look young and handsome, but they have an inexplicable aura, and at first glance they seem to have a unique and otherworldly charm.

But now they were arguing over an alchemy furnace, and their eyes only glanced at Pei Zhongke who walked into the courtyard and then looked away, as if they hadn't seen him. Pei Zhongke didn't get angry, and waited quietly until the two of them finished their discussion before walking up and whispering:

"Two senior brothers, the person I mentioned earlier has arrived."

"What did you call us?"

Ignoring Pei Zhongke's words, one of the young men frowned and said coldly, "You are just an ordinary person, are you worthy of calling us senior brother?"

“I have participated in the ascension examination in the past, and I can be considered a registered disciple of the Immortal Sect.” Pei Zhongke said with a smile.

"Named disciple?"

The two young men were stunned when they heard this, then smiled at each other: "Forget it, forget it. Who did you say came? The warrior from Yan Mo Ding?"

"good."

"Are you sure he is the so-called tyrant who has been favored by heaven like the man in the Divine Power Cauldron?"

"Sure!"

Pei Zhongke said in a deep voice: "According to historical records, the hegemons of all generations are the strongest in the same realm. Only a hegemon can fight against a hegemon."

"Really?" One of the young men smiled and said, "I don't believe it."

"What?" Another young man also smiled and asked, "Brother, are you going to give it a try?"

"After all, it's not easy to leave the sect."

The young man who spoke first nodded and said, "Besides, since we are going to the Divine Power Cauldron to deal with that Tyrant, it would be good to see the methods of this kind of people in advance."

"Two senior brothers?"

Pei Zhongke listened, but his expression gradually became gloomy. Why did he feel that these two disciples of the Immortal Sect seemed to be planning to attack Lu Chen?
However, before he could open his mouth to dissuade him, the young disciple of the Immortal Sect disappeared on the spot.

"This!" Pei Zhongke stood up immediately.

However, the next second, a huge force descended from nowhere and pressed him back to where he was. It turned out to be a relatively older disciple of the Immortal Sect on the other side.

"Don't panic, let my junior brother try."

The older disciple of the Immortal Sect waved his hand casually and said, "My junior brother knows his limits and won't do anything to him. You just wait here."

　Chapter 3 will come a little later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)