Above the Immortal Cultivation

With a smile on his face, Xiong Jie filled a cup for him with his own hands, and also filled up his own cup. He slowly sipped the delicious Youxiang tea, waiting for his decision with great satisfaction.

Wang Lu drank it all unceremoniously. He must have a lot of precious stones, and the elixir in the opponent's hand was also indispensable.

Is it really impossible to have your cake and eat it too?

Forget it, a thousand precious stones can only be found but cannot be found. He took them out, and he didn’t know when he would encounter them again. The sky-supporting stick repeatedly helped him kill powerful enemies. It was his biggest killing weapon. As he continued to practice his strength, To deepen it, it is imperative to advance the Heaven-supporting Stick.

Moreover, he promised to possess the Sky-supporting Rod with almost a trace of spirituality, and no matter what state he reached in the end, he would never leave it.

"Qianjunshi, junior brother, there is no need to think about it. I can also see that you are bound to get it. I will give up the pill recipe and leave."

Although the pill prescription was precious, it was not a top priority. He was only one hundred and thirty-nine years old.

Originally, the "Six Talisman Technique" he practiced gave him a lifespan of about two hundred years longer than the average Golden Core monk. Now with the blessing of the "Kui Niu Treading Heaven Technique", various functions of the body can still be restored. The decline was greatly slowed down, and his intuition told him that his lifespan had been further improved.

Others have a lifespan of five hundred years, but his lifespan is at least seven hundred years. Besides, he is already a late-stage Jindan monk and will have plenty of time to practice in the future.

Even without the aid of elixirs, as long as he found a place with deep spiritual energy and practiced quietly for three to four hundred years, he would not believe that he would not be able to perfect the golden elixir in the later stages.

"Senior brother, stay here." Seeing Wang Lu about to get up and leave, Xiong Jie hurriedly stopped him and said with a mysterious smile, "Junior brother is just joking. Senior brother is willing to give up the extremely rare gold, jade and purple frost bamboo in exchange for a thousand stones. How can I Dare you take away the love of your heart, senior brother?"

Seeing his smile, Wang Lu felt uneasy and asked with a slight frown: "Junior brother, what do you want? There is no need to hide it, just say it clearly."

Wang Lu was a little impatient. He hated these so-called "pretentious people" the most.

"Ha, brother, have you been in seclusion recently? An earth-shattering event happened in our northern Xinjiang a few years ago. Oh, it should be your building that directly shocked the entire northern Xinjiang?" Xiong Jie said with a puzzled look on his face. road.

Wang Lu suddenly became interested. It seemed that the news that he had gone to the mutated land of fire and flames had not been leaked. He said "haha" and said with a smile: "I have been in seclusion for eight years. No, I just came out of seclusion." Came to see my junior brother."

Xiong Jie showed an expression like this and said: "This matter needs to start with the war between the two worlds that is about to start for five thousand years. A peak Nascent Soul mid-level powerhouse from the Huang family, the five major families of the sect, was ordered to go to inquire about the news. In the Arctic ice field, he was surrounded by a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and several strong men in the Yuanying stage. In the thin line between life and death, a ball of blood exploded, but the others could barely breathe and appeared two thousand miles away. , and then escaped death."

"This matter spread quickly throughout the northern Xinjiang region like a spark, and its final destination turned out to be that the strong man named Huang had a good relationship with Elder Shi of Guilou, and the bloody talisman was handed over to him by Shi Xun himself. With his hand, he escaped the disaster of death."

"Once confirmed, Gui Lou immediately alerted the sect master and his old man. He came to the door in person, inquired, and announced that Fulou had gone through many hardships and repeated studies to create an intermediate-level blood escape talisman that was rare and only existed in records throughout the ages. In an instant, It caused a sensation in northern Xinjiang, and the wind was as strong as ever."

"This talisman is the best choice to save life. The buyers are like crucian carp crossing the river. The threshold of the talisman tower has almost been broken by the elders of various sects, not to mention other sects in Northern Xinjiang. Hey, junior brother, I I am also afraid of death. Maybe I will go to the ice field and fight with the people in the ice field soon. I thought that as the only core disciple of Fu Tower, my junior brother should get one or two. How about, just two, pills. Will it belong to my junior brother?"

After listening to Xiong Jie's narration, Wang Lu was overwhelmed with emotion. The intermediate and low-level blood escape talisman was only 500 miles away. The middle-level talisman of one level higher was directly strengthened by four times. It was incredible.

Unless the teleportation of an extremely powerful person in the middle stage of divine transformation can catch up with the person who uses the talisman, no wonder it will make everyone crazy. It is indeed a powerful enough trump card to turn danger into safety.

He drew fourteen of them, gave Eleven to Talisman, and three were left. The difficulty of drawing this Talisman still makes him frightened. If he hadn't had a tough nerve that had been forged and tempered, he would have been killed long ago. This talisman tortured me to the point where I was no longer human, so I gave up long ago.

You can never exchange two coins for it.

"Well, when I just came out of seclusion, the great elder came to find me and gave me a blood-colored talisman that I had never seen before very solemnly, and warned me that I must not use it lightly until I am in a catastrophe of life and death. He also said that this talisman is unique and unique, and there are only less than ten of them even in the talisman tower."

Wang Lu stopped talking and looked troubled, as if a fierce battle between heaven and man was going on in his heart.

When he talked about the blood-colored talisman, Xiong Jie jumped up excitedly. Seeing his struggling expression, his heart trembled. He said without thinking: "If senior brother is willing to give me this talisman, including the remaining I immediately handed over the bottle of elixir and the prescription."

Hearing this, Wang Lu was overjoyed, but even more troubled. Under Xiong Jie's expectant gaze, he finally said slowly: "Well, if one day I can draw this talisman, I will definitely give another one to my junior brother. . This is an intermediate-level talisman comparable to a small life. Alas, I have no choice but to give up. "

Xiong Jie was overjoyed and suddenly took out a white jade bottle and a jade slip from his storage bag and handed them to Wang Lu.

Wang Lu, however, seemed to be bleeding from his heart. He fumbled and trembled as he took out a mid-level blood escape talisman with a hazy blood-red light from his storage bag.

In this way, Wang Lu left Bagua Mountain with a heavy heart.

However, when he left, Xiong Jie's advice to him, which seemed to have taken a great advantage, kept echoing in his mind:

If you leave the sect, you must be extra careful.