A seal of immortality

Chapter 489 Green Bamboo Mountain Range
Two years later, on the border of the Great Wei State, Xining Prefecture.

Qingzhu Mountains, located in the northeast of Xining Prefecture, are named for the large green bamboo forests that grow in the mountains.

In the evening of that day, a ray of white light flew from the distant sky, flew into the Green Bamboo Mountain Range, and finally landed in a dense bamboo forest.

The white light faded away, revealing the figure of a young man in white. The young man in white was Wang Changsheng.

After leaving the Song Dynasty, Wang Changsheng entered the Eastern Tang Kingdom. He originally wanted to find a place full of aura to cultivate, but who knew that before he found a suitable place, the disciples from the Eastern Tang branch of the Taiqing Palace came to him.

After a great battle, Wang Changsheng killed most of the pursuers, but he was also slightly injured. Afterwards, he was hunted down by several sects of cultivating immortals in the Eastern Tang Dynasty. , escaped early, and did not meet the alchemy cultivator.

After being hunted down by several cultivators in Eastern Tang Dynasty, Wang Changsheng no longer dared to stay in other countries, and went straight to the Tianwu Mountains.

In two years, Wang Changsheng traveled through more than a dozen countries and encountered dozens of ambushes, large and small, most of which were motivated by money.

The bumpy life made Wang Changsheng feel sad. Unknowingly, a seed of hatred was planted in his heart, and the seed sprouted. He vowed that one day he would return to Song Dynasty to avenge the death of his family. hatred.

After crossing the Green Bamboo Mountains and a big river, one can enter the Tianwu Mountains, and after passing the Tianwu Mountains is the Dongyu Cultivation Realm.

Wang Changsheng let go of his consciousness and explored the bamboo forest in front of him.

After a while, he withdrew his consciousness and walked into the bamboo forest.

After walking tens of meters, a thick fog appeared in the bamboo forest in front of him, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Wang Changsheng turned his hand and took out a sound transmission talisman, and threw it into the thick fog.

After a while, the dense fog rolled over, revealing a passage, and a noisy sound faintly came from the passage.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng raised his foot and walked in.

Wang Changsheng only felt a blur before his eyes, and he appeared in a bustling valley.

There are buildings of different sizes on both sides of the street, there are bamboo buildings more than ten feet high, and there are flat and low bamboo houses.

Many immortal cultivators in different costumes walked on the street, or entered and exited the buildings on both sides of the street.

Wang Changsheng wandered around for a while, then walked into a shop selling classics.

The owner of the shop is an old man in gray clothes with a bookish face, and he has the cultivation base of Qi Refining Level [-].

"Shopkeeper, are there any books that teach the language and characters of the Wu people?" Wang Changsheng asked straight to the point.

"Yes, 70 yuan of spirit stones," the gray-clothed old man nodded, took the red and white jade slips from the shelf, and handed them to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng took the jade slip, and his spiritual sense invaded it to examine it. After a while, he withdrew his spiritual sense and nodded in satisfaction.

"May I ask, are you going to the Tianwu Mountain Range, senior?" The gray-clothed old man hesitated for a moment and asked.

"What? Is there something wrong?" Wang Changsheng frowned when he heard the words.

"This..." The grey-clothed old man looked a bit embarrassed.

"Don't worry! You can answer truthfully, and I won't blame you," Wang Changsheng said lightly.

"Well, this junior suggests that it's better for seniors not to enter the Tianwu Mountain Range now, or it would be bad if the white witch kills them as a black witch," said the gray-clothed old man.

"Killed as a black witch? What does that mean?" Wang Changsheng asked.

"Senior, you're not a local! Otherwise, you wouldn't be ignorant of the fact that the witch clan is fighting among themselves, and the white witch is fighting with the black witch! The two sides have been fighting for more than a year. Some time ago, there were suddenly a few more high-level monks among the white witches. Defeated the Black Witch in one fell swoop, and the victorious White Witch is chasing the Black Witch all over the world! Now the Tianwu Mountain Range is under martial law, and foreign monks are strictly prohibited from entering. Some time ago, a local caravan entered the Tianwu Mountain Range, intending to communicate with the Wu Clan. Do some business, but was killed by the white witch as a black witch," said the gray-clothed old man.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng frowned. If what the gray-clothed old man said was true, he would not be able to enter the Tianwu Mountain Range in a short time.

"Thank you shopkeeper for your frankness, you don't need to look for it anymore," Wang Changsheng thanked him sincerely, threw a mid-level spirit stone to the gray-clothed old man, turned and left.

In the following period of time, Wang Changsheng went to several shops and inquired about the situation of the witches, but all the results were the same. The white witches were chasing down the black witches, and foreign monks were strictly prohibited from entering. Those who violated the rules would be killed without mercy.

Wang Changsheng knew Ling'er, the Holy Witch of the White Witch, but now that he had betrayed the Taiqing Palace, he did not dare to contact this old friend, fearing that the other party would hand him over to the Taiqing Palace.

"It seems that we can only live in Fang City for a while, and then enter the Tianwu Mountain Range after the war is over," Wang Changsheng thought to himself.

Thinking this way in his heart, Wang Changsheng came to a five-story inn.

Qingzhuju is the name of this inn.

A somewhat hunchbacked middle-aged man was settling accounts at the counter, without any aura fluctuations on his body.

"Shopkeeper, arrange a room for me," Wang Changsheng ordered as he placed a spirit stone on the counter.

The middle-aged man looked up, his face changed, and then he showed a smile, smiled coyly, and said, "Okay, guest officer, please come with me."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man walked out of the counter and led Wang Changsheng upstairs.

"Listen to the accent, the guest officer is not a local!" the middle-aged man asked casually.

Wang Changsheng frowned when he heard this, he gave the middle-aged man a cold look, and said coldly, "Don't ask if you shouldn't."

The middle-aged man's expression changed, he smiled awkwardly, and said nothing.

"Here, guest officer, are you satisfied with this guest room?" Not long after, the middle-aged man led Wang Changsheng to a guest room on the third floor.

The location of this room is extremely secluded, on the corner of the third floor.

"I'll call you again if there's anything to do," Wang Changsheng threw a spirit stone to the middle-aged man and closed the door.

The moment Wang Changsheng closed the door, the smile on the middle-aged man's face froze, and his face became gloomy.

After a cloudy look on his face, he turned and left.

Not long after the middle-aged man left, the door opened and Wang Changsheng walked out.

He came to the corridor, looked down, and saw that the shopkeeper was still paying the bill at the counter, nodded, turned and went back to the room.

The night gradually darkened, and the city was still brightly lit, with people coming and going on the street.

The middle-aged man put away the ledger and walked out of the inn.

Not long after, the middle-aged man came to a teahouse, ordered a pot of tea, and drank it in the corner.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man threw down a few pieces of silver, got up and left the teahouse.

Not long after, a middle-aged man walked into a pawn shop.

There was no one in the pawn shop, and it seemed that business was not going well.

"Guest officer, what do you want to pawn?" the man in Tsing Yi said with a smile.

"Look at how much this thing is worth," the middle-aged man glanced left and right, and took out a palm-sized round token from his arms. The front is white and the back is black.

When the guy in Tsing Yi saw the token, his expression changed, but he returned to normal in a blink of an eye. He said nonchalantly, "Guest officer, your brand looks good, but you need to go through the shopkeeper to see the value."

"Then you take it to your shopkeeper to have a look!" The middle-aged man handed the circular token to the guy in Tsing Yi.

The guy in Tsing Yi nodded, holding the token in both hands, and trotted towards the inner courtyard of the shop.

Not long after, the guy in Tsing Yi ran out again, returned the token to the middle-aged man with a respectful expression, and said, "Guest officer, the shopkeeper please go in."

"Lead the way," the middle-aged man put away the token and ordered.

Not long after, the guy in Tsing Yi led the middle-aged man into the inner courtyard and came to a room.

A thin-faced old man in blue robes was sitting at the tea table in the house, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand.

"Go and watch outside, don't let anyone in," the blue-robed old man ordered.

The guy in Tsing Yi responded and stepped back.

"Didn't I already tell you? Don't contact me if you have nothing to do?" The blue-robed old man glared at the middle-aged man and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Returning to Deacon Li, this subordinate saw a man today, he looks exactly like Wang Changsheng, whom the sect has been chasing for a long time," the middle-aged man said respectfully.

"What? Did you read that right? It's really him?" The blue-robed old man's expression changed when he heard the words, and he said in disbelief.

"It's hard to say, I've seen his portrait many times, and his appearance is deeply imprinted in my mind, but I can't tell whether this person is Wang Changsheng, who the sect has been following. Maybe it's because they look similar ,” said the middle-aged man with some uncertainty.

Hearing the words, the blue-robed old man showed a thoughtful look on his face, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said: "You will tell the truth about how you met this person, and don't miss one thing."

The middle-aged man nodded, told the story of meeting Wang Changsheng, and told the room where Wang Changsheng lived.

"You go back to the inn right away, just pretend he doesn't exist, do your job well, and I'll take care of the rest, don't worry, when this person is brought to justice, your credit will be indispensable," the blue-robed old man ordered.

"Yes, Deacon Li," the middle-aged man turned and left with a happy expression upon hearing this.

"Hey, Wang Changsheng, if this person is brought to justice, it must be a great achievement. It seems that I have to contact those guys with a thousand swords." The color of excitement.

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The next morning, Wang Changsheng walked out of the inn and started wandering along the street.

Perhaps because of the proximity to the Tianwu Mountains, some shops selling magical artifacts displayed a lot of weird magical artifacts, which opened Wang Changsheng's eyes.

These witchcraft are not much different from the magical weapons used by immortal practitioners, but the style of the witchcraft is relatively strange compared to magic weapons.

As he walked, Wang Changsheng frowned, stopped and looked behind him, but he didn't see any weird people or things.

Wang Changsheng rolled his eyes and walked quickly towards the direction of leaving the valley.

Relying on his intuition for many years, Wang Changsheng felt that he was being targeted by someone, but the other party's tracking methods were more sophisticated, so he didn't notice it.

As soon as Wang Changsheng stepped out of the valley, five immortal cultivators with long swords on their backs chased him out.

Four men and one woman, the tallest middle-aged man with the highest cultivation level, has the cultivation base of Dzogchen Foundation Establishment, with a huge silver sword on his back.

"Junior Brother Chen, where is he?" Looking at the empty bamboo forest, the middle-aged man frowned and asked a short and fat man beside him.

"It was fine just now, but he suddenly lost his senses. He is in such a hurry to get out of the valley, he must have discovered us!" the short and fat man asked with some doubts.

"It is very possible that this traitor has escaped the encirclement and suppression of the sect's disciples many times. He probably knows some kind of clever breath-holding secret technique. Everyone, look for him. He should be nearby. When you find this person, immediately shout loudly. Don't be brave, there are dozens of people from the same sect who died at the hands of this person," the middle-aged man nodded and ordered.

"Are you looking for me?" A lazy voice sounded.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Changsheng's figure suddenly appeared more than a hundred meters ahead.

"Sure enough, you're a traitor. You're sensible. Obediently, you'll be captured without a fight. I can leave your whole body. Otherwise, you'll die without a place to bury you," the middle-aged man said coldly when he saw Wang Changsheng.

After finishing speaking, he shrugged his shoulders, and the silver giant sword behind his back flew out of its sheath with a "clang" and circled above his head.

At the same time, the long swords on the backs of the other four flew out of their sheaths in a tacit understanding, hovering over their heads.

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being cruel." Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's face darkened, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

"Do it, kill this devil," the middle-aged man shouted.

After finishing speaking, he made a tactic with one hand, and the silver giant sword above his head shone brightly, turning into a silver rainbow, and shot towards Wang Changsheng like lightning.

At the same time, the other four people also controlled the flying swords and slashed at Wang Changsheng.

With a sound of "poof", the silver rainbow hit Wang Changsheng, and Wang Changsheng's body collapsed immediately, turning into a blue talisman, which spontaneously ignited without wind, and turned into a pile of ashes after a while.

"No, I've been fooled," the middle-aged man's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, his lips moved a few times, and a layer of silver mask appeared close to his body.

But at this moment, Wang Changsheng suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man, his right hand was clenched into a fist, glowing with a layer of golden light, and he slammed towards the middle-aged man fiercely.

With a "bang", the silver mask on the middle-aged man shattered, and the golden fist hit his chest hard.

The middle-aged man only felt a huge force coming, and his body flew upside down.

With a "bang", the middle-aged man's body fell heavily to the ground, a large piece protruded from his heart, and he lost his breath.

Speaking of it, the reason why Wang Changsheng was able to kill this fellow of the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen with one punch was because the middle-aged man was careless. He didn't expect that Wang Changsheng had a high-level talisman on him, and he couldn't find it with his spiritual sense. Wang Changsheng's position.

When Wang Changsheng appeared behind him, he only had a basic shield on his body, which naturally couldn't block Wang Changsheng's brutal punch.

After practicing the two Buddhist body training techniques, Wang Changsheng's strength soared, and a punch was as powerful as a thousand catties, and when it hit an ordinary immortal cultivator, there was no possibility of the opponent surviving.

(End of this chapter)