Above the Immortal Cultivation

After Wang Lu left, Tian Yidong sighed and said with a somewhat worried look on his face: "Ling'er, I hope you can successfully condense the golden elixir."

In the past two years, since Xie Lingyun went into seclusion to attack the Golden Core stage, he has rejected all the weapon refining arrangements. He did not even listen to his master's persuasion. Even the weapon refining task assigned to him by the sect master Liu An has been pushed back again and again. She was alone, anxious and expectant.

Tian Yidong is not only famous for the Dream Sect, but also has a far-reaching reputation throughout the Western Desert. People who come to him to refine weapons can be said to be in droves, and most of them are giants of the sect.

He has a strange request. All the spiritual materials needed for refining the weapon must be produced by the other party. Regardless of whether the refining fails or succeeds, he must pay the amount of spiritual stones equivalent to the spiritual materials. Moreover, he will not even look at ordinary spiritual materials. , he will only consider giving it a try if it catches his eye.

Although this requirement is extremely harsh, countless people still come to him to refine spiritual weapons and magic weapons.

If he wasn't in the Dream Sect, he would have been taken away to refine weapons long ago.

Not only does he possess the fire-based Heavenly Spiritual Root, he is also a body of the flaming sun that is rare to encounter in ten thousand years. He also has his own persistence and unique insights into the art of weapon refining.

Not long after he entered Jindan, he became famous for modifying the Dream Flag, the treasure of the Zongzong, to increase its power to a higher level. After that, he helped Fengsha Palace repair the sky fan and caused a sensation in the Western Desert.

But there were also bad times. For these two things that helped the demonic power even more, the four sects of the righteous way were so angry that they almost had a war between good and evil because of him.

Therefore, Tian Yidong is the proud son of the Dream Sect in the true sense, and he is also the supreme treasure after the reconciliation between the good and the devil. Whoever dares to touch it will be attacked by both the good and the devil. The consequences are quite terrifying when you think about it.

In fact, the spiritual materials Wang Lu gave him can only be regarded as barely low-grade spiritual materials. Even the mutated black-eyed eagle can barely reach the level of earth-level low-level spiritual materials. In other words, the talisman pen he helped Wang Lu refine once his Once your cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul stage, you can basically put it aside.

Wang Lu let go of his worries. If Tian Yidong, a master of weapon refining, takes action, he will be sure to be foolproof.

In fact, he didn't know that Tian Yidong was the most popular and highly anticipated genius in the sect and even in the West Desert. If he knew, he would definitely pester his senior sister to blackmail him.

In the past two years, in the process of drawing the foundation-building talisman, there were failures and successes, but he was not dejected by failure, nor was he complacent about success. He silently focused on sharpening his talisman.

When he fell into the strange circle of beast symbols and couldn't extricate himself, it was like there was a devil in his heart that was constantly tormenting him. He was puzzled and almost became obsessed with it.

After this incident, he understood that in practice, many times it is not about fighting against others and the world, but also about self-cultivation.

Except for one trip to the Spiritual Materials Pavilion, he spent the past two years frantically drawing various spiritual talismans.

In one day, except for two hours of meditation, he basically studied various talismans and seals day and night like a man possessed.

The ratio of talismans has increased from 60 to 1 at the beginning, to the current maximum of 40%, and has reached an average of 20%. This makes Wang Lu secretly excited and cherishes the hard-won tranquility even more without being disturbed. .

According to his understanding, basically all the Talisman Masters in the Talisman Hall are not as good as him, and many of them are at a level of thirty to forty to one. In other words, it takes thirty or forty spiritual materials to draw a Talisman Seal. His The success rate has far exceeded that of others.

The talisman is so mysterious that it is almost impossible for a foundation-building stage practitioner to draw a golden elixir stage talisman, and a golden elixir stage talisman master may not necessarily be able to draw a foundation-building stage spiritual talisman.

There are three thousand avenues, there are as many spells as there are in the world of immortality, and there are as many types of talismans as there are in them. What is revealed to him now is just the tip of the iceberg.

The road ahead is long and long, and I will search for it high and low.

Wang Lu thought about it and returned to Futang.

Arriving in front of the cave, a communication talisman kept flashing.

At the beckoning, the communication talisman exploded on its own. It turned out to be from Chen Ya'er, saying that he, Huang Yan, He Chan and Xu Kui were invited to a gathering at the Treasure Pavilion in half a month, and told Wang Lu that he must attend.

When it comes to the Jiuyue Secret Realm, it has been more than five years. During this period, except for drinking with Xu Kui, he knows nothing about other people. He also wants to see what they are like now during the same period.

Thinking of Chen Ya'er, he had always treated her as a little sister deep in his heart.

Half a month later, Wang Lu got up and went to the meeting.

The Treasure Pavilion is headed by Chen Dong, a giant from the sect. In the stage of becoming a god, he is aloof and makes everyone look up to him.

The Treasure Pavilion is located at Zhuyun Peak, which is in the northwest of the Cuiping Mountains. It is three thousand miles away from Futang. Wang Lu originally wanted to release the flying magic weapon, but after thinking about it for a moment, he wanted to test it with full firepower. How fast is "Across the Clouds" and whether it can reach the meeting place at the right time?

"drink."

Wang Lu shouted softly and used all his body skills. Suddenly, he felt as light as a swallow, and his legs felt like they were stepping on the void. He looked in the direction of the Treasure Pavilion. With a movement of his body, his figure disappeared twenty feet away. Outside, it only takes one breath.

He specializes in finding trails that are rarely visited by people, and does not want to show off his skills on the sect's main roads with great fanfare.

Three hours later, he arrived at Zhuyun Peak.

Zhuyun Peak has a radius of thousands of miles, and the main peak is entirely made of Zen bamboo.

This bamboo is green all over, without a trace of variegation. The bamboo body is slender and about five feet high. It not only has the effect of cleansing spiritual energy, but also resists inner demons. It is a relatively rare spiritual bamboo.

Wang Lu was in this endless sea of ​​bamboo, his thoughts were like a clear spring, and the whole person became tranquil and transparent. This feeling was fleeting, but wonderful.

There was still more than a hundred miles to the treasure pavilion, and it was still early, so he slowed down his pace and walked along the bamboo sea path.

Gusts of mountain wind blew, and the feeling of riding the wind to return came naturally. Wang Lu closed his eyes, his heart was empty and without desire, and he used his spiritual consciousness to find the way.

Various lively and active or quiet little spiritual creatures in the bamboo sea shone into his mind. The smell of new bamboo shoots, bamboo fungus, Zen mushrooms, bamboo leaves, bamboo branches, and various spiritual herbs, flowers, and fruits in the bamboo intertwined into a special fragrance that came to his face, allowing Wang Lu to experience the wonder and beauty of Zhuyun Peak.

There is a viewing platform about ten miles away from the treasure pavilion in the bamboo sea. The platform is circular and extends to the air five meters away from the mountain. On the platform stands a hexagonal viewing pavilion named Yunhai Pavilion. The pavilion is covered with green and blue, naturally blending into the surrounding clouds and mist, with dots of green.

Looking up from the sky, it is covered with smoke and clouds, the mountain wind blows, and the clouds and mist surge, as if you are in a fairyland.

At this time, in Yunhai Pavilion, two men and two women sat opposite each other, chatting and laughing.

Both women are beautiful in the world. One is dressed in a snow-colored long skirt, graceful and elegant.

One is dressed in a colorful dress, with a frosty face, smart and cold.

These two are Chen Yaer and He Chan, the core disciples of the inner sect of the Dream Sect. The other two male cultivators are Huang Yan, the disciple of the sect master, and Xu Kui, the disciple of the master of the Puppet Hall.

The two have their own style. Huang Yan is in high spirits, full of smiles, and exudes a sense of heroism and confidence.

Xu Kui is already handsome, and with a thin knife scar on his cheek, he has a strange beauty, which can be said to be unique in the world. He exudes a gloomy calmness.

The four met because of the Jiuyue Secret Realm, and their friendship is pretty good, but because Xu Kui and He Chan have a little gap, both of them avoid each other.

Huang Yan looked at the sky and said, "It's been a quarter of an hour, and Junior Brother Wang Lu hasn't arrived yet. Is he lost?"

When Chen Yaer heard Huang Yan talking about Wang Lu, her face turned slightly red, which was only seen by He Chan. Chen Yaer immediately approached He Chan and joked, "Sister Chan doesn't seem to talk much. Did Senior Brother Xu offend the beauty?"

When Xu Kui heard Chen Yaer's words, he was in a cheerful mood, but suddenly fell silent: "Those are all old things. Junior Sister Chen, please don't laugh at me. Can't I pour tea to Junior Sister He to apologize? Just let me go."

"Oh, when did Brother Xu become so humble? This is the first time I, Wang Lu, have seen you."

Wang Lu walked into Yunhai Pavilion with a smile on his face.