Above the Immortal Cultivation

Time is long, years are vast, and the world changes in a blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, twenty-four years have gone and will never come back.

"Hmm..."

Wang Lu let out a long and vicissitudes of pain that seemed to have gone through several reincarnations, and woke up with a confused look in his eyes.

"Where is this, why is the spiritual power so abundant?"

Wang Lu looked around and jumped up in shock.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch."

This jump immediately caused tens of thousands of large and small bruises all over his body to break out, and he couldn't help but wail.

All he saw was the 555 top-level spiritual materials that he had used his magic power to cast a forbidden spiritual halo.

Seeing them, he recalled the four-day deadline agreed with "Qinghua".

At that time, he only took two days to recover to his peak.

Although he couldn't take Qinghua away, he had to take some of the unique spiritual materials everywhere, right?

Such a God-given opportunity, if you still can't eat it, you can just kill yourself with a piece of tofu.

Even if you have conflicts with you before, you can't go against the mountains of spiritual stones. That's not noble, it's naive and stupid.

So, in the next two days, he came to the Grand View Garden like Liu Laolao, curious and envious, and picked and chose like a monkey moving corn, and worked hard day and night to uproot his beloved ones.

At that time, he didn't have so many jade boxes and forbidden spirit talismans, so he could only hastily add a forbidden spirit halo to them and threw them into the storage bag.

Who would have thought that I would see them at the first sight after waking up.

Fortunately, the spiritual power was not lost much, and it was still full of vitality.

Without paying attention to anything else, he raised his hand casually, and his spiritual consciousness cooperated with his magic power, and the 555 haloes that were about to break were restored to perfection. Under his word "enter", they turned into rays of light of various colors like young swallows returning to their nests and flew back to the storage bag.

"Huh?"

Where's the storage bag?

"Squeak!"

Looking closely, Wang Lu couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air that was as cold as ice and as cold as iron.

Not far away, his storage bag was lying with its head drooping weakly beside a young man in white clothes.

It wasn't that there was a problem with the storage bag, but the young man's cultivation, which made him, who was close to the late Nascent Soul stage, completely unable to see through.

This man was definitely a genuine and peerless strong man in the Spiritualization Stage.

The handsome man's breath was as deep as the sea, and there was no end. A vast aura was faintly revealed. Even five of himself were not his opponent with one punch.

Very scary.

Luckily, this man was concentrating on some kind of cultivation at this moment, and his mind was completely immersed. As long as there was no catastrophe in the outside world, he would not wake up.

So if he forcibly woke him up, could he make him go crazy and then take him down in one fell swoop?

Thinking of this, Wang Lu rejected it categorically.

Although he was not a pure and kind person, he would never do anything to take advantage of others.

Besides, even if he did not take action, he was still dangerous and unpredictable.

The man was having an extremely dangerous and rare battle of souls with a powerful thing in his body, just like the fight between Zi Jiu and the three strange beasts of Chimei Wangliang.

Either you die or I die.

He must have brought me from the fairy island.

There were dozens of talismans drawn by himself on the ground.

Seeing the high-level and low-level blood escape talismans, Wang Lu felt a pain in his heart. If he activated this talisman at the first time, could he escape?

Ha, this is impossible to do.

At the moment of life and death, he only had time to activate the silver Gang Unbreakable Talisman, which could be activated in the shortest time. The high-level blood escape talisman took at least half a breath from activation to activation.

At that time, the situation was critical and only the silver Gang Talisman was the fastest.

Thinking of that extremely powerful magical power that could destroy the heavens and the earth, how did he survive when he was doomed to die?

Hey, it was useless to think too much. Now he was really exhausted. He just wanted to have a good sleep. It would not be too late to think about this problem after his mind was a little clearer.

Speaking of sleep, the god of sleep came.

Wang Lu fell straight to the ground with a "thump" and fell asleep.

Before he fell to the ground, the faint green light emitted by seven green fireflies on the ground burst into his heavy eyes.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish."

After twenty-four years of self-nurturing, the six-star arched moon blades suddenly felt Wang Lu's breath, and they all forced themselves to flash and enter Wang Lu's dantian.

However, the Yuanying, who was almost about to die, drooped his eyes weakly, and raised his eyelids with difficulty to look at them. It had no spare energy to swallow them, and could only barely support its body and try not to fall.

The seven blades could not do anything, so they could only turn into tiny dots and jump into the Dantian at will.

Like the Nascent Soul, they no longer had any extra power and could only fall into hibernation.

Wang Lu slept for a full month.

When he opened his eyes again, the previously exhausted consciousness and dried-up mana had barely condensed a little, less than one hundred thousandth of what it was before.

With this strand of mana as a foundation, it would be a long recovery, and it didn't matter if it took a little longer.

Anyway, what was supposed to happen had already happened. Facing the vast power of destiny, what else could he do?

Only by keeping himself tight and returning to the peak as soon as possible would there be hope of survival.

Alas, I can't protect myself now. What I can do is hope that you: Li Jie, Yu Ningzhi, Lan Yu, Deng Xu, Kong Hua and his own Nanhai League are all well.

A month ago, the forbidden spirit halo he repaired for 555 pieces of natural treasures almost took his life.

With a bitter smile, he was too impatient. He acted hastily without understanding the situation, which led to him being caught again after escaping from the King of Hell with great difficulty.

He glanced at the male cultivator who was fighting for his life with a certain thought. For some reason, he really wanted to help you once, but he didn't know where to start.

If Zi Jiu recovered from his serious injury, he might be able to help.

There were still a few of his things left on the ground, and Wang Lu collected them one by one.

"Hey, where did the animal bone go?"

Wang Lu asked puzzledly.

The animal bone gave him a very strange feeling. He felt that it was ordinary and useless, but he also felt that it had an amazing origin and was very useful, which made him very conflicted.

He didn't know what it was used for, but he couldn't bear to throw it away.

It really fits the saying, it tastes good to eat, but it's a pity to throw it away.

Alas, now that you are gone, you are the only thing left of the two things that Master and Liufu Sect left for me.

This was the second time Wang Lu sighed in less than half a cup of tea.

After sleeping for more than 20 years on the verge of death, he was still seriously injured and dying after waking up. In addition to the weirdness and strangeness of this place, he couldn't help feeling a little lonely and sentimental.

Wang Lu picked up the piece of object that was neither gold nor jade and stroked it. It was neither cold nor hot, very ordinary, and there was nothing surprising. As a commemoration of the sect and Master, he put it into the storage bag.

Maybe you will know where the bones are only when you wake up?

Wang Lu said to himself after taking a look at the male cultivator whose realm and momentum were dozens of times stronger than his.

Everything is done, and now it's time to recover from the injury.

He mustered up his remaining strength, put aside all distractions, and encouraged himself.

Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future.