I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world

While Chen Yuan was immersed in his fantasy about the future, he had a headache.

Although his Daoji is now tens of thousands of miles wide, it is almost empty inside, with no spiritual energy at all. It cannot be filled at all.

If you want to quickly replenish the spiritual energy in the Daoji by absorbing the spiritual energy in the spiritual stones, at least 300 spiritual stones are needed.

What the fuck

300 spiritual stones are enough for a little guy who is at the first level of Qi Refining to build a foundation. But when it comes to him, it is only enough to replenish the spiritual energy in the Dao Foundation?

For some reason, he had a vague premonition that his unique fighting method might be very powerful, but it would probably consume a lot of spiritual stones.

at this time--

"Fellow Taoist, stay!"

Chen Yuan, who was walking with Fei Long on the main road of Wentianfang City, suddenly heard a voice coming from his ears and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

At this time, there were not many pedestrians on the street. A lonely old man with silver hair was sitting on the side of the street, holding a tattered black flag, and said hoarsely with a half-smile.

"Fellow Taoist, I haven't seen you for a few days. There are already too many ghosts in you to count."

"You really don't want me to do the math for you?"

"I only accept one spirit stone from you."

"Otherwise, there will be a serious danger within three days."

On the black flag, two lines of slightly crooked words were embroidered with white needlework.

"I dare not calculate all the hexagrams, for I am afraid of the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth."

"You cannot speak clearly for fear of chaos in the world."

"Can you talk?"

Fei Long came to the old man expressionlessly, squatted down and said hoarsely: "In this profession, if you don't curse people, you won't get any work, right?"

"No, no."

The old man shook his head and gently stroked his beard and said with an enigmatic smile: "Divination is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is not a fraud."

"OK."

Chen Yuan also squatted down and came to the old man. He chuckled and threw a spirit stone: "Then you can do the math for me and see what I can figure out."

This is already the second time he has met this old man.

When the old man saw this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly stuffed the spirit stone into his arms as if he was afraid of being snatched away in the next second. Then he closed his eyes and murmured with his fingers pretending to be incomprehensible.

at this time--

"Hey! Old Immortal, you're fucking lying again!"

A voice suddenly sounded on the street, and dozens of guards from Wentianfang City were seen striding towards them. When the old man saw this, he immediately picked up the black flag beside him and ran towards the alley without looking back. .

After running a few steps, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly ran to Chen Yuan's side. After saying a few words in a hurry, he hurriedly disappeared into the alley again.

"Mr. Chen, have you not been deceived?"

"This old guy has been in Wentianfang City for more than ten years. In fact, how can he tell fortunes? It's pure nonsense."

"It is you."

Chen Yuan looked back at the old man's leaving figure, looked at the heads of the guards on the side and said with a smile: "Thanks for the reminder, are you off duty?"

He remembered that this guard was the one who collected the body after killing the seventh elder of the Huang family at the gate of Fangshi City.

"Not yet, I'm on patrol tonight."

The guard leader said a little helplessly: "Just don't believe whatever this old guy says. I remember a man was deceived by this old guy some time ago and thought that as long as he got up and kowtowed to the east three times every day, his child would break through the Qi Refining Stage. A random layer is definitely a good entry.”

"Don't you think this is pure deception? The main reason is that I explained to the man that the man still didn't believe me and said that this old guy didn't even confiscate a penny from him, so why did he lie to him?"

"Why the east?"

"The position where he sits every day is to the east of that house."

"Anyway, don't believe it. Today there was a monk wearing a red robe and long hair who came to see the old man for fortune telling. He left with excitement on his face and flew west after leaving the city. He seemed to have been deceived quite a lot. ”

"etc."

Feilong's expression suddenly became strange: "You said he was a monk wearing a red robe and with long hair?"

"That's it. Do you know him?"

“It’s considered a one-time relationship.”

Fei Long suddenly fell silent. He remembered what the demon cultivator said at that time. An old fortune teller in Wentianfang City told him that he could have double happiness today. It seemed that the old fortune teller's prediction might indeed be inaccurate.

I didn’t continue to chat.

The two people parted ways, while Chen Yun stood there with his eyes slightly narrowed, not knowing what to think about.

The old man said a few words in his ear before escaping into the alley, which made him a little unsure of the importance.

"Boy, I am indeed lying about fortune telling, but I really know this about you."

"You must have a green entry "Summoning of Resentful Spirits". Don't look at me with that look. The resentment on your body is nearly ten feet higher than that of Wentianfang City. I saw the resentment on your head before you even entered the city. Resentment is too glaring. "

"I have seen someone possess this entry before. It is indeed a very powerful entry. It can turn the killed creature into a resentful spirit and attach it to yourself, and fight for you for an hour."

"But think about it, resentful spirits are the product of deep resentment. Ordinary people will catch a cold and get sick if they come into contact with them. If they stay for a long time, they will die of serious illness. You have six or seven thousand of them with you. You I want to be the Wraith King!"

"Get rid of all these vengeful spirits within three days, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. I have seen people with this entry before. After only half a year, they went crazy and were neither god nor ghost. After another half a year, they were found hanging in a deserted temple outside the city. When they were found, their bodies were rotten and crawling with maggots."

"You have more vengeful spirits than him. Use this entry to try not to store too many vengeful spirits in your body. And... Remember, the stronger the vengeful spirit is than you, the faster it will corrode you."

"If you can find a way to clear this entry, find it as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if you use it carefully, the vengeful spirit will still corrode you, it's just a matter of speed. I have never seen a person with this entry die miserably."

"You Take care of yourself. I didn't earn your spiritual stone in vain. "

"Brother Lu, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

Chen Lu shook his head, frowned and thought for a while, then turned his head to look at Fei Long: "Do you feel that the weather is getting colder?"

"Yes, it's almost winter, it must be getting colder."

"I mean, do you feel that kind of cold feeling?"

"What cold?"

Fei Long touched the back of Chen Lu's hand in confusion, and then suddenly jumped up: "Brother Lu, why is your body so cold? It's like a dead body."

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Chen Lu didn't say anything else, just shook his head and walked straight to the guest room. Although he felt cold these days, he didn't think about it at all. After all, the weather was getting colder. After being reminded by the fortune-teller, he did feel something was wrong.

He stored more than 6,000 demon beasts, including the demon cultivator with the seventh-level foundation building level. These were originally his trump cards, which he was going to use slowly in the Tiandao Secret Realm that was about to open in Fufeng City.

It was indeed a bit exaggerated to carry so many resentful spirits on his body.

Well.

After entering the secret realm tomorrow, he would release all these resentful spirits first, so as not to be corrupted by him. He only hoped that releasing so many resentful spirits at once would not scare other cultivators who also entered the Tiandao Secret Realm.

Tsk.

That night, Chen Lu used the "Enlightenment Stone" to raise the cultivation level of the Lightning Art to the highest level, that is, the Great Perfection, and a sense of enlightenment suddenly appeared in his mind.

The three words of the Lightning Art engraved on the foundation also became more profound.

At this time, the Lightning Art he released was as thick as a hundred-year-old tree, and it could attack enemies within a hundred feet. This method was difficult for ordinary cultivators at the first level of foundation building to resist.

And he could release it four or five hundred times.

This is the power of the pink entry "Dantian Expansion (Only)".

But before falling asleep.

Chen Lu sighed lightly, took out a large pile of spirit stones from his arms and placed them on the bed, ready to start absorbing enough spiritual energy to fill up the foundation. Even with his current foundation-building top-grade mental method "Seven Lamps Birth", this is still a very time-consuming job.

There are eight quarters in an hour, and one quarter is about three cups of tea.

Last time, he filled up the foundation in a cup of tea, and this time he filled up the foundation in less than half an hour.

Because he used the "Foundation-building Middle-grade Spirit Absorbing Talisman", otherwise it would take at least four hours.

Not to mention that he doesn't need to sleep tonight, he can't catch up with the secret realm.

This is only ten thousand centimeters, what if it is one hundred thousand centimeters in the future?

Chen Lu fell asleep in a daze while thinking wildly. There will be a big battle tomorrow, so he needs to rest early today to prepare for tomorrow.

The next day, dawn.

Chen Lu and his partner left Wentian Market early in the morning and returned to Fufeng City with the two scholars.

The last time they left Fufeng City, they escaped. This time, they didn't know where the people who chased them were. If they met by chance, they would let them know what it meant to look at someone with new eyes after not seeing him for three days.

Fufeng City was extremely lively today because the secret realm was about to open.

The streets of the whole city were full of hawkers. The foundation-building cultivators who were extremely rare in the past could be seen almost everywhere today. The young masters of the foundation-building families who usually acted quite arrogantly were also missing today. I don't know where they ran to and became turtles.

Just stepped into the city gate.

A ragged servant saw the luxurious robes on Chen Yu and his companions, and his eyes lit up immediately. He ran over with expectation and said in a nervous and hurried voice: "Greetings to the four immortals. One hour later, there will be a foundation-building cultivator with the entries "Strength of Nine Oxen" and "Root of Self-Destruction" in the city square. He is going to publicly chop eight oxen to see what entries he can get randomly. "

"Are the immortals interested in going to see it?"

"You only need one spirit stone to watch it up close, and all the entries that are randomly obtained will be made public for everyone to see."

"Many disciples from big families and sects have gone. There are so many people, it's so lively."

"Oh?"

Fei Long's face gradually became strange. Public execution?

Could this be the guy who spent 1,500 spirit stones to buy the green entry "Root of Self-Destruction" at the auction?