Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland

Hongyun Sect, Barren Mountain,

A tall immortal cultivator held a sharp sword in his hand.

This is a casual cultivator who plans to hunt monsters in this barren mountain in exchange for some spiritual stones.

Rogue cultivators who can come to the barren mountains to hunt monsters usually have some means. This is inherently risky.

The long sword in his hand is an ordinary magic weapon. After being infused with magic power, flames can appear on the sword.

But it's not too powerful, it's just that this monk has strong magic power.

After encountering a golden-backed iron bull, he used his sharp sword energy and quickly wounded the monster with extremely high defense.

The places he attacks are eyes and noses, places with weak defenses.

The Golden-backed Iron Ox is just an ordinary monster. It doesn't have much ability to fight back against this tall immortal cultivator.

Boom!

The golden-backed iron bull fell to the ground.

The price difference between the golden-backed iron ox and the red flame porcupine is huge. They are ordinary monsters.

However, after the hunt, this immortal cultivator also had a smile on his lips.

Monsters like the Red Flame Porcupine did not belong to his hunting category. He was extremely happy to be able to hunt a golden-backed iron bull.

At this time, not long after killing the monster, he was starting to divide it.

Suddenly, the sound of slight footsteps came to my ears.

This cultivator’s name was Fang Liang. He turned his head and looked at the place where the sound came from.

I found a female cultivator with disheveled hair. Her clothes were disheveled. She seemed to have experienced something terrible. Her fair shoulders were exposed.

Seeing the female cultivator staggering over, Fang Liang frowned and unconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

He hunts monsters in this barren mountain all year round, and sometimes he encounters people picking peaches behind his back.

There are some monks going around the city to rob, and there are naturally some in the barren mountains.

It's just that the female nun staggered towards him and didn't seem to have any hostility.

Fang Liang reached into his arms and quietly picked up a piece of talisman paper.

The female cultivator looked up at Fang Liang, revealing a rather delicate face with an oval face and fair skin, but her face was stained with some dust at this time.

"Fellow Taoist, have you seen a man in white?"

The female cultivator's voice was extremely graceful, and her eyes seemed a little expectant.

Fang Liang shook his head: "I didn't see it."

The female cultivator's eyes were bloodshot and she looked like she hadn't had a good rest.

Fang Liang said: "Why is she looking for this man in white?"

He looked up and down at the disheveled female cultivator, and had a vague guess in his mind.

"Did the man in white cause harm to her?"

This thought flashed past,

The female cultivator did not bother after hearing this, but chose to leave.

Fang Liang watched her go away, then looked back,

"Weird, I don't know what kind of strength this female cultivator has, so it's better not to provoke her."

Fang Liang was extremely cautious in doing things, otherwise he might have evil thoughts when he saw such a disheveled female cultivator in the wilderness at this time.

He had a storage bag in his hand, which was not large enough to hold the golden-backed iron bull.

Fang Liang raised the storage bag, and the golden-backed iron bull was slowly put into the storage bag.

For some reason, Fang Liang's eyelids kept beating unconsciously at this time.

Having been hunting monsters in the mountains all year round, he has some instinctive awareness of danger.

"It's a little strange today. It's better to go back early."

He walked seven or eight miles into the mountains, and when he passed a narrow mountain road, he suddenly came face to face with a woman with disheveled hair.

Fang's conscience sank. Wasn't this the female cultivator he had just met?

The woman raised her head and said slowly: "Have you seen a man in white, fellow Taoist?"

Fang Liang felt a chill in his heart and frowned.

Then he used the spiritual eye technique to open his own heavenly eyes and looked at the female cultivator.

Immortal cultivators have special methods of suppressing evil spirits. This female cultivator already made him feel that something was wrong.

When he opened his heavenly eye, the disheveled female cultivator in front of him suddenly changed. Her orifices were bleeding, her eyes were red, and her body was covered in blood. She looked extremely sharp.

Fang's conscience sank: "How dare you bring bad luck to a certain family if you are blind!"

As a ferocious man who hunts monsters in the mountains all year round, Fang Liang is extremely skillful and immediately picked up a talisman.

As he muttered words, a faint light emerged from his body, covering his whole person.

He acted extremely steadily. He first blessed himself with defensive spells.

At this time, the female cultivator's eyes suddenly became sad, and the blood in her eyes flowed out, looking extremely terrifying!

The long hair on the back of the head was flying, turning into a black torrent and sweeping over,

It actually carries an extremely strong Yin Qi!

Fang's heart sank, and his hands and feet suddenly felt cold.

He pinched a magic formula, and a golden light flew out from his hand.

The evil spell!

Specifically used to deal with ghosts and ghosts.

Not only that, the long sword in his hand shook, and a sharp sword energy slashed out!

But suddenly, the long black hair on the back of this woman's head instantly enveloped Fang Liang like a torrent,

The next moment, Fang Liang's hair kept sprouting out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and he was suffocated instantly.

Lifted up in mid-air by black hair!

The woman's eyes became sharper, with blood and tears streaming down her eyes.

Click! Click! Click!

All the bones on Fang Liang's body were broken and broken, and the defensive talisman on his body did not play any role.

Almost instantly, the long black hair was strangled in!

In a flash, this fierce man who had been hunting monsters in the barren mountains for many years was killed.

………

In the cold winter,

Chen Wang sat on the bed with a golden sword in his hand, holding a glass of clear water and drinking it all,

Then he took out a red potion,

This time, he won the B-level merit from Qiongqi Mining. This B-level merit is extremely valuable and has a lot of purchasing authority.

The potion in Chen Wang's hand is the third-level potion he exchanged,

Firebird!

The third-level gene potion is a strategic material and cannot be obtained without special channels.

According to Qin Lang, even if Chen Wang has A-level merit, if he is not a core member of Qiongqi Mining, he will never come into contact with the fourth-level potion.

Chen Wang thought about it and exchanged the third-level gold potion, Firebird.

The last time he injected the second-level gene potion, the flame manipulator increased the affinity of the flame, which can be said to have increased the qualifications to a certain extent.

Therefore, this time he chose the Firebird,

hoping to continue to increase the affinity of the fire spirit.

He skillfully inserted the gene potion into his arm, and there was a sharp pain in his body.

The pain of the third-level gene potion was stronger than that of the second-level one.

After experiencing some pain, Chen Wang slowly stood up.

At this time, his eyes were unusually bright, and his muscles were much stronger than before. He felt a strong force when he clenched his fist lightly.

Gene potions have a strong improvement on physical fitness,

especially this third-level potion, which made Chen Wang's bones, muscles, qi and blood stronger.