Journey To Longevity

The shadow of the moon is about to disappear, and the first ray of golden light between the gray, gray and red clouds between the sea and the sky falls on the sparkling waves.

At this time in the cave, Zhang Shiping finished practicing the method of fire righteousness in the "Fire Crow Jue", and the glazed fluorescence and the dim bronze aura between the skin gradually subsided.

He opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, felt the surging energy in his whole body, like a dragon elephant, and a gleam of joy welled up in his heart. If he had such a physique when dealing with Feng Yu, his arm would not be injured by Huo Linglong.

But when he looked at the bronze lamp in front of him, which had turned green and rusty again, just like its original appearance, his face unconsciously revealed a dignified look.

The isolated island here is far away overseas, so it is not a good place to practice, and Zhang Shiping didn't want to stay here for a long time. But that day when he refined a ray of black flame and operated it with the law of fire righteousness, the bronze lamp, which had not moved for more than two hundred years, suddenly faded its spots of copper rust, and the mark of Bi Fang on the lamp body was revealed. It melted out, dispersed into a green aura, and submerged into his body in an instant, and then, like black flames, followed the method of fire righteousness that he operated, circulating along the meridians and acupoints in the body around the sky.

All of a sudden, Zhang Shiping was shocked.

Because this method of fire righteousness is new to him after all, and he hasn't studied it well yet. He also wanted to try this method of operation before, and he had no intention of practicing it immediately. Of course, the most important thing is that the bronze lamp he relies on most has undergone an accident that has never happened in hundreds of years.

He understood that if the various wonderful functions of the bronze lamp were gone, then if he wanted to cultivate to the late stage of Jindan and even reach perfection, he might have many accidents.

With Zhang Shiping's qualifications of the Three Spirit Roots, the normal practice of meditating and refining Qi is too slow for Jindan monks to accumulate mana. Even if he takes the panacea to increase mana, unless he eats the elixir as a bean regardless of the cost, otherwise If he wants to advance to the late stage of Jindan or even complete, it may take him another one or two hundred years, and if his own luck is even worse, he will not have the chance to conceive a baby in this life.

This theory of fate, second luck, three geomantic omens, four accumulations of yin virtues, five readings, six names, seven phases and eight respects to gods is not only circulated in the secular world, but also there are many monks who believe in it in the world of cultivating immortals.

The presence or absence of spiritual roots is the difference between immortals and mortals. This is fate, and it is determined by the heavens. When you are born, you will have it, and if you don’t have it, you won’t have it.

Although in the world of cultivating immortals, there are such rare pills as Tianhua Pill that can make mortals have spiritual roots, but this kind of elixir is not available to mortals. Perhaps because of the rules of heaven and earth, the higher the cultivation level of a practitioner, the lower the chance of giving birth to offspring, but correspondingly, the aptitude of the offspring born will not be bad, but this is not absolute.

One of the forty-nine people from the Fifty Heavens of the Great Dao is one of them. There are still changes in this secret, and so are all things. In the practice world, the descendants of the Mahayana monks of the human race and the great sages of the monster race have also had no spiritual roots. That's why the Tian Hua Dan appeared. With the protection of such powerful ancestors, even the heaven and the earth have to make concessions for it. This is fate and luck.

Of course, for ordinary monks, it is luck to meet opportunities, it is luck to turn bad luck into good fortune, and it is luck to suddenly realize enlightenment.

Sometimes the heaven and the earth have the same force, but the hero is not free when transported away.

This bronze lamp is Zhang Shiping's luck. With it, Zhang Shiping was able to get rid of the limitations of his three spiritual roots when he was young, and practiced almost the same with the heavenly spiritual root, so that he could continue to practice "Changing Yuanshu" and strengthen his own strength. Divine consciousness, until today's Golden Core Stage cultivation base.

After practicing for so many years, Zhang Shiping has already understood the path he will take in the future. In fact, no practice in the world can escape the spirit, energy, and spirit. Generally speaking, it is the body, mana, and soul. And this bronze lamp has greatly helped him in terms of mana and consciousness. If something happens, it will not be a small matter.

But when Zhang Shiping wanted to stop practicing the exercises, he felt in the dark center that if he lost this opportunity, he would regret it too late. This feeling was extremely strong, almost shaking his soul, so he did this Only then continued to practice.

In the following days, he was immersed in that hazy blue light.

I don't know how long it took, until today Zhang Shiping woke up naturally, and I don't know if it was because of his good luck, there were no monsters during this period, or other monks discovered this temporary cave, which disturbed him. over him. However, looking at the ashes of the pile of spirit stones in the spirit gathering formation in the cave, as well as the array flags scattered around the cave, and the floating dust everywhere, Zhang Shiping knew that it was half a year at least.

Looking at the bronze lamp whose lamp oil had already been burned out, Zhang Shiping waved his sleeves, released a small pile of spirit stones, placed them in the spirit gathering formation, then took out an oil pot, filled the lamp, and then tapped his fingertips. A wisp of orange fireworks was ignited for no reason, and the copper lamp was lit, and the flames danced.

Zhang Shiping deeply felt the aura emanating from the spirit-gathering array, which kept rushing towards him, and when the breath was refined into strands of mana, his worry was relieved a little.

An hour later, after Zhang Shiping had refined all the spirit energy from these hundreds of spirit stones into his own mana, he got up and put the bronze lamp in front of him into the storage jade belt with a wave of his sleeves.

Then he opened his hand, and the dozens of formation flags of different colors that fell inside and outside the cave, flew to the palm of his hand one after another with a few "swoosh" sounds, and he turned his hand away with a flash of white light.

After dealing with these aftermaths, Zhang Shiping walked out of the cave without hesitation, he didn't want to stay here any longer.

This place is okay as a temporary resting place, but it is really not a good place for long-term practice. Firstly, there is not even half a spiritual vein on the island, and the spiritual energy is extremely thin, not even comparable to the White Ape Mountain in the past of the Zhang family. Second, this place is located in the ancient ocean, too close to the territory of the Sea Clan and Monster Clan. Cultivators practice here, in addition to consuming a huge amount of spiritual stones, they must always be careful in case of breakthroughs in practice, sudden visions will attract surprise attacks from sea monsters or human monks.

At this moment, a thick and strange roar suddenly came from a certain direction, and then along the direction of the sound, bursts of bursting roars sounded at the same time, which seemed to be the aftermath of the collision of spells.

"Jiaolong?" Zhang Shiping was about to fly away, but when he heard the voice, he frowned and said. On the Ancient Ocean, the last thing he wanted to provoke were the Jiaolong and Xuangui clans, especially those with pure blood. But listening to this voice, it should be the aftermath of the fight, and this dragon seems to have lost the wind.

A strange color flashed across Zhang Shiping's face, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly came out of his body, and it spread rapidly in the same direction, covering more than ten miles in an instant, until it was more than eighty miles away. He retracted it, and then shook his body, and the person immediately disappeared in place.

At the same time, on the sea near a coral island.

A prohibition with blue rays of light shrouded the sea area for several miles, and a black shadow more than ten feet long could be vaguely seen from the outside, and outside the formation~www.readwn.com~ there were three Jindan monks separated Triangle, two of them are in the middle stage of Golden Core, and one is in the late stage of Golden Core.

"Which Taoist friend is here again, please show up." A middle-aged monk with three long beards suddenly shouted loudly.

After hearing the voice, the gray-haired old man and the enchanting beautiful woman not far away froze their hands, and looked around coldly.

"Brother Yan, you must be a passing fellow Taoist?" Ten breaths later, the gray-haired old man asked suspiciously.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, where is that fellow Daoist?" Another enchanting beautiful woman frowned, continued to let go of her spiritual sense, and guarded her surroundings.

And the middle-aged monk didn't reply immediately, but looked left and right.

On the contrary, the flood dragon trapped in the formation took advantage of this opportunity to struggle more and more, which greatly increased the pressure on the three of them.

"Damn beast. Fellow Daoist Situ and Fellow Daoist Chen, don't hold back, and quickly kill this black flood dragon." The middle-aged monk cursed angrily, and then yelled at the two of them.