Above the Immortal Cultivation

Half an hour later, Wang Lu arrived at the more than a thousand white jade steps leading out of the city gate as if running for his life. He walked through the huge west city gate without stopping, immediately released the flying treasure, jumped up, and approached the one hundred feet per breath. Flying towards the west at crazy speed.

About half a cup of tea after he left, four middle and late Jindan monks, three men and one woman, followed closely.

One of them, a handsome male cultivator in the late Jindan period, casually released an eagle-shaped flying treasure. After concentrating for five breaths, he jumped on it, followed by the other three like a shadow.

With a spell, the eagle-shaped treasure made a roaring sound, soared into the sky, turned around, and flew out in the direction Wang Lu had previously flown, as fast as lightning.

After another meal, the burly man named Long Fei in the late stage of Jindan looked at the dark night sky. A few stars were looming, as if he was trying to break away from the shackles of the black clouds, but was once again trapped by the boundless blackness. Cloud cover.

He smiled "hehe" and jumped into the air. A blue spiritual sword whizzed towards him. "Ji", he clicked a magic formula, and the spiritual sword took him and disappeared into the vast night sky.

Twenty breaths later, Hou Qing appeared outside the city with a smile on his face. He quickly and carefully looked around the silent surroundings with only the "whooshing" night wind blowing. He released a sword-shaped flying boat and jumped on it. The flying boat made no sound. But he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Haha, senior brother, guess what will happen to these people?"

At this time, in a completely transparent room in the city wall next to the city gate, a strong man in the early stage of Nascent Soul wearing yellow clothes passed through the formation through the thick city wall. Everything within a radius of ten miles outside the city gate was visible. He spoke slowly.

"What's there to guess? Hou Qing who appears in Donghua Pavilion in the end must be the oriole. Although he usually keeps quiet, as far as I know, he has quite a lot of experience in "One Sword Coming to the East". "

An old man with white hair, dry skin, and early Nascent Soul stage lay comfortably in a rocking chair, closed his eyes and spoke leisurely.

"I don't think so. Of the four groups, it was obvious that the bald man who was eager to escape had the lowest cultivation level and the worst flying treasure. However, he did not go to our sect's strange stack. As long as he went there, he would be honest. After three to five years, everything will be fine, and there is no need to escape? I think he deliberately lured these people out of the city, intending to catch them all once and for all. "

The man said with piercing eyes, like a fiery eye.

"We still have three years to do whatever we want to do. Guarding this dead city gate that will not change for thousands of years has many benefits, but it still wastes six years of our precious time. I don't know who made this rule. Those who come down must have us, the early Yuanying monks, guard this broken door." The old man's voice changed and he muttered dissatisfied.

"Be careful that walls have ears. Senior brother is not afraid of being sensed by the sect master and his elders. This unwritten rule has a history of more than 200,000 years. Even the sect master and several supreme ancestors have experienced it. We should take it as a guide. Hao is the one.”

The man made a silent gesture and said with a smile.

"Hey, hey, hey, I have nothing to do anyway, and I'm almost out of sight. Let's make a bet to see who can come back alive. I heard that my junior brother has a evergreen grass in his hand. If you win , my golden elixir perfect sword-holding puppet is yours, what do you think?" The old man seemed to be suddenly interested and said cheerfully.

"Brother, you have to think clearly, this is the work of thousands of people," the man saw that the old man was serious and had no intention of joking. I would like to express my gratitude to Senior Brother for his kindness.

"Heh, he sounds like he's sure of victory, so let's just ride on the donkey and read the songbook, and we'll see." The old man lay down again.

Time passed by breath by breath, and the room gradually became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

The outside of the city was empty and quiet, with monks coming and going in and out like crucian carp crossing a river. The two of them seemed indifferent, but in fact their spiritual consciousness had been paying close attention to the formation, and any disturbance could not escape their spiritual consciousness. shape.

Wang Lu increased the speed of the flying treasure to the limit, and flew towards a vast jungle at lightning speed, closely followed by a flying boat that was as fast as a meteor chasing the moon.

When he was in Qizhan, he carefully studied the terrain of the Four Beasts City and its surroundings. There were plains on all sides of the Four Beasts City, and only five thousand miles away in the west stood a large mountain with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. , although that mountain is full of wild beasts, the monster beasts and spiritual materials in it have long been wiped out, and few monks go here.

Come on, come on, the mountain is close at hand.

Wang Lu couldn't help shouting in his heart, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in.

When he just stepped out of Donghua Pavilion, he sensed four early-stage Jindan monks following him out, and he immediately understood:

Just as the Beihua Underground Trade Fair was about to start, the monks who were qualified to participate were all powerful in cultivation and possessed unique skills, so they deliberately leaked the jade box made of ten thousand-year-old white crystal jade, and then revealed it without leaving any trace. A hint of shock.

There is a heavy treasure in front of you, and jealous people abound.

Later, when he deliberately wandered through the Four Beasts City, another powerful late-stage Golden Core cultivator followed him seemingly unintentionally.

Hou Qing's trick of borrowing a knife to kill people is quite clever. He even wants to take advantage of the snipe and clam fight. I believe this person will follow suit.

Unfortunately, I would make him understand that what he kicked this time was an iron plate instead of tofu. Not only was he in danger of breaking his leg, but he was also in danger of his life.

In fact, after he was seriously injured and almost lost his life, and took several years to recover, he was not sure what his current strength was. Before entering the Four Beasts Mountain, he must have a clear understanding.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu became inexplicably excited. He squinted his eyes and showed a ruthless look on his face. He wanted to let Donghua Pavilion and Hou Qing understand a truth, don't underestimate anyone, especially those who pretend to be crazy and stupid, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

I will kill those who kill me.

After a few breaths, Wang Lu passed through the forest and trees, and a mountain with scattered trees appeared not far away.

He pressed the flying boat and jumped down, just like the surrounding big trees, standing straight and motionless.

After more than ten breaths, three men and one woman in the Jindan period landed in a forest far away, and slapped the body-killing talisman one after another, staring at Wang Lu who looked like an old monk in meditation.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Suddenly, Wang Lu burst into laughter, two sharp eyes like swords pierced the four people, and slowly said: "I suggest that you four find a hidden place to hide, sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, so as not to be affected by the fire in the city gate."

Hearing this, the four people were confused. Could it be that someone else followed him?

Besides, it was only because Wang Lu was only in the early stage of Jindan cultivation that they followed him so blatantly after leaving the city.

The other party knew this very well, so he fled in panic and was chased here, with no escape.

Could it be that this person pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger?

One of the burly middle-aged cultivators in the late stage of Jindan frowned and stared at the almost cooked duck opposite him, thinking silently, and the three were waiting for his decision.

The other party, seemingly fearless, coupled with the absurd words, made them suspicious and dared not act rashly.

"Brother, what should we do?"

The handsome late Jindan male cultivator among the four asked.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger, second brother, go and practice your skills first."

The burly man said calmly.