Journey To Longevity

After about an hour, Zhang Shiping took advantage of the darkness and surfaced on the surface of the river. The surface of the river was full of waves, and there was a little spiritual energy condensed on the soles of his feet, and he stood on the surface of the water.

As soon as Zhang Shiping came out of the water, he didn't have a few breaths before the little drops of rain fell from the sky. From childhood to adulthood, it turned into a torrential rain in a blink of an eye. Zhang Shiping stood in the middle of the river, the rain was three points away from his body, and was blocked by the protective shield transformed by spiritual energy.

Instead of leaving in a hurry, he sat cross-legged on the water in the middle of the river, slowly closed his eyes, released his consciousness, and carefully searched within a radius of more than ten miles below to see if there were any other monks passing by, or A water demon hidden deep in the river.

After more than a dozen breaths, Zhang Shiping withdrew his consciousness.

He calmly sank his mind into the deep and ethereal place, on the one hand recovering the mana he had consumed, and on the other hand thinking about the road ahead.

After a long time, the sky showed a trace of gray, and it was still raining, the river level had risen a few points, and the river water slapped the river bank and rolled back.

The mana on Zhang Shiping's body had already recovered seven or seven eighty-eight, and he threw the medium-grade spirit stone in his hand into the river. He got up and looked at the sky.

Although it was already dawn and it was getting late, due to the heavy rain, there were no boats on the river. Zhang Shiping released the ancient Qingling boat, which disappeared into the heavy rain towards the southeast.

Although Wanjianmen has been re-established for more than ten years, Baimang Mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles and the place is so large. Given their current situation, they may not have enough manpower. If Zhang Shiping stayed here in Linbu City, there should be no problem for the time being.

But in the last seven or eight years, more than ten years, when the disciples of Wanjianmen are trained and there are enough people, they will extend their hands to the secular world.

At that time, Zhang Shiping may be discovered. Besides, there is not enough aura here to supply Zhang Shiping, a late stage foundation monk, for his cultivation.

Zhang Shiping does not plan to find the contact point of the sect now, and then meet with the old patriarch and uncle. Their current life is probably very annoying, otherwise senior brother Ma Ying would have gone to join the sect long ago, so why bother to go to the South Sea alone.

On the Qingling ancient boat, Zhang Shiping thought silently, and finally he turned around and looked back in the rain, and took a look at Baimang Mountain. His eyes seemed to travel thousands of miles, landed in Baiyuan Mountain, and circled Yekun Mountain.

Zhang Shiping withdrew his gaze, sighed softly, and the ancient Qingling boat turned into a bluish-white aura and disappeared in the boundless heavy rain.

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Two days later, Zhang Shiping had already flown a long distance away from Linbu City. He took out the jade slips, looked at the map in the slips with his spiritual sense, and confirmed the location. fly everywhere.

After another three days, Zhang Shiping saw several spiritual lights in front of him, which fell on the mountainside. He saw from a distance that from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, there were one building after another.

Zhang Shiping carefully identified it in the air, and found that this should be a square city recorded on the jade slips, named "Guling Square City". Zhang Shiping's jade slip does not record too much detail, and the places and markets it records are all relatively famous.

This Gulingfang City was built by a Yuanying Sanxiu named Zhang Bu. This person has the same surname as Zhang Shiping, but the two have nothing to do with each other at all. Perhaps after a few thousand years, the two may have a little relationship. Maybe they were still a family eight or ten thousand years ago. son.

Zhang Shiping flew to Guling and landed. There was no special formation restriction set up here, just like other ordinary squares, some phantom formations were set up to prevent mortals from intruding indiscriminately. After he fell down, he felt the spiritual energy in the mountain, and his brows frowned. This place is just an ordinary second-order spiritual mountain.

That Nascent Soul monster, why is he still cultivating here? It has been three or four hundred years.

This kind of thinking is not only Zhang Shiping who has doubts, but other monks who have heard about the known place will be very puzzled. Some monks guess that there are big secrets hidden here, maybe there are treasures, but Zhang Shiping shook his head. What is the other party's plan? Shut yourself What about a little foundation cultivator.

In the square market, Zhang Shiping walked on the stone road, looked at the surrounding shops, and entered inside from time to time, and after a while, he came out again.

He has to prepare the spiritual objects and pills needed for practice in the future, and by the way, he also needs to buy a few sets of array equipment. He doesn't have half of them on hand now, and he still has the necessary equipment for arranging the Green Fire True Flame Array. Necessary fire stones, strong vines, Luoqingyan milk...

The other things in the Qinghuo Zhenyan Formation are okay to say, although they are a bit more precious, there are still some shops selling them. Zhang Shiping went to many shops in a row, opened the way with four or five thousand spirit stones, and collected about a dozen of them. layer of common array material.

As for the Huomingshi, Liteng, and Luoqingyanru, Zhang Shiping had never even seen them. When he asked the shopkeepers in the store, they were all sighing, wondering if it was because they couldn't earn Zhang Shiping's spirit stones. sad.

Zhang Shiping walked out from a talisman shop. Hundreds of spirit stones were missing, but in the storage bag, he had a lot of second-order talismans, so he was ready for any danger.

Along the stone road on the mountainside, Zhang Shiping only walked upwards, and he did not turn to other streets on the way. He was not familiar with this place, so he had no way of knowing which one had good things and which one had complete things, so he could only use this Seems like a silly approach.

This place is not like the Red Clothes City, where everything is clearly divided.

He walked silently ~www.readwn.com~ saw a shop with monks coming in and out, so he went in.

One was about fifty or sixty years old, and he was dressed upright in a long gown. Although his hair had a few tufts of gray at the temples, he was still full of energy. The monk dressed in a long gown saw Zhang Shiping come in after seeing off the guests, with a smile in his eyes, "This junior is Lei Mo, the treasurer of Leiyu Pavilion. I have seen you before, please come inside."

Zhang Shiping glanced at the other party indifferently. When he entered Gulingfang City, he had already restrained his spiritual pressure breath to the early stage of foundation establishment, so that it would save some short-sighted guys from messing with him, and it would not be too much striking.

He followed the shopkeeper Lei, walked in, and followed him to a private room on the second floor to sit. The window of the private room was half closed, Zhang Shiping pushed it open, and looked at the pedestrians on the street.

"Senior, you sit down first. Qian'er, hurry up and serve tea." Shopkeeper Lei stood behind Zhang Shiping, said with a smile, and then slowly backed out.

Only then did Zhang Shiping turn around. In his divine sense, there was a monk in the mid-stage of foundation establishment sitting in Leiyu Pavilion, but with Zhang Shiping's current consciousness, he walked around the building again, and that person still didn't notice it.

The shopkeeper Lei was walking down the stairs. Zhang Shiping's every move was in Zhang Shiping's mind. Zhang Shiping's expression was a bit complicated. He muttered to himself in a voice that he could barely hear: "Qingli Mountain Remo."

After more than fifty years, don't come here without any problems!

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