Pagoda Immortality

Lingyunfeng.

It has been eight years since Lu Li entered the back mountain to practice.

He was the first to cultivate the Tao Seed of Gold. Unfortunately, even with the assistance of the Star Metal Stone, he had not been able to completely break through the later bottleneck of this Tao Seed in the past eight years.

But fortunately, it is not all without progress. He estimates that normally, it will take another five or six years to completely break through this bottleneck.

At that time, with the help of the Tao Yuan that has been accumulated over the years, the Golden Needle Vine, it will surely be no problem to raise the golden Tao Seed to the peak bottleneck in one fell swoop.

However, today he temporarily stopped practicing.

Because he went into the medicine garden on a whim and found that Zhao Ji had successfully reached the seventh level. There was a large formation on Vientiane Island. If he went through the tribulation on Vientiane Island, it would definitely cause damage to the formation.

So, he called Chan Bao and took Zhao Ji out of Wanxiang Island.

Lu Li didn't release Zhao Ji until he was thousands of miles away from Vientiane Island.

Suddenly, a large silver-gray tree appeared on the bow of the ship. Countless roots twisted into two giant legs, and the branches twisted into three pairs of arms. In the center of the trunk, a wretched young face appeared.

"Hey, Mr. Ge..."

As soon as Zhao Ji came out, he was extremely excited, but before he finished speaking, the situation in the sky suddenly changed, and bursts of roaring sounded at the same time.

Lu Li frowned and kicked Zhao Jiji directly behind him, sending him flying away.

"Laozi Ge..."

Zhao Ji stumbled and was kicked a hundred miles away, but before he could say anything more, there was a sudden roar in the sky, and then, there was an explosion, and a crooked silver lightning struck the top of his head. Come down.

Zhao Ji was startled and instinctively wanted to dodge.

But the silver lightning was much faster than him. Zhao Ji had just flown thirty feet away when he was caught up by the lightning and hit him so hard that he rolled his eyes, "His! What a chicken..."

Snapped! ! !

Just as he finished speaking, another silver lightning bolt, thicker than before, struck down. Zhao Ji's hair stood on end, and he suddenly woke up. Then the silver glow on his body rose, forming a silver mist shield, covering himself.

The next moment, silver lightning struck hard into the fog shield.

But this time, it was no longer able to harm Zhao Ji's body. The fog shield was seen rolling, directly leading the tyrannical power of thunder and disaster into the sea below.

Boom!

It stirred up huge waves of hundreds of feet, which was very spectacular.

"This guy has some abilities."

Chan Bao held her chin with her little hand, looking surprised.

"Indeed, this fog shield looks interesting."

Lu Li was also slightly surprised. He could clearly sense that although the power of this thunder tribulation was not as strong as Chan Bao's original strength, it was definitely not bad.

Zhao Ji was able to withstand one blow, and then easily defused the second one, which shows that he still has some ability.

The Demon Clan's Transformation Tribulation is different from the Human Race's six-nine Heavenly Tribulation. There is no distinction between Yin and Yang Thunder. The falling Thunder Tribulation damages both the soul and the body, but there are only twenty-seven in number, which is equivalent to the Human Race's Yin and Yang Thunder. Two become one.

Zhao Ji was relatively calm at first, but as he got to the back, he became more and more embarrassed. Under the turbulent branches, his whole body was already scarred.

However, fortunately, it was just a near miss. After he finally used his special skill 'Covering the Sky with Creation', he finally managed to withstand the last few lightning disasters.

The broken body was filled with heartbreaking pain, but it could not stop Zhao Ji's inner joy.

He suddenly transformed into a wretched young man wearing a silver robe, with two half mustaches, a small nose and small eyes. At first glance, his temperament was really comparable to that of Wu De.

But in Lu Li's eyes, Wu De was better, because Wu De's wretchedness was from the inside out, not just his appearance. His whole body, inside and outside his words, all revealed a strong aura of obscenity, giving people the feeling that they wanted to beat him up when they met.

Zhao Ji, on the other hand, just has a vulgar appearance. If his face is covered, he even looks more elegant.

"Haha, boss! I succeeded. Did you see it? I succeeded. It's my fault..."

Under Lu Li's gaze, Zhao Ji twisted around and flew towards Lu Li, shaking his shining silver robe, "How is it? Am I handsome?"

Lu Li looked at Zhao Ji up and down, "Better than Jianpi."

Zhao Ji was stunned, "Hey, I know this without you having to tell me. What I want to ask is, how do you compare with the boss? Are they even remotely similar?"

Lu Li's face trembled, but before he could say anything, Chan Bao suddenly kicked Zhao Ji's calf, "Get out of the way, don't infect your wretched temperament to the master!"

Zhao Ji's face suddenly filled with resentment, "Sister, you can't say that, why am I infecting the boss? You don't know, the boss has always been my role model, okay, I learned from him..."

"Fuck you! If you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you to death."

"If you don't say it, don't say it. Why are you so impatient..."

The two guys were having fun at the bow of the boat, and Lu Li didn't stop him. He smiled and joked a few words, then turned around and walked to the other side, driving the spirit boat towards Vientiane Island.

Return to Lingyun Valley.

The two guys were still fighting until Lu Li put away the spirit boat and finally stopped.

Lu Li, who no longer had to worry about over-cultivation, gave a few instructions and prepared to go to the back mountain for retreat, but at this time, Zhao Ji suddenly thought of something and called Lu Li.

"Boss, wait a moment."

"What's wrong?" Lu Li turned around and looked at Zhao Ji suspiciously.

Zhao Ji smiled and changed his body in an instant.

Then, with a thought, a piece of silver-shining leaves flew towards Lu Li, and condensed into a silver ball in front of Lu Li: "Boss, to repay you, this is for you."

"What's the use of this?" Lu Li could feel the rich spiritual energy on these leaves, as well as some very mysterious and obscure breath, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I don't know what the specific use is, but don't you humans like to drink tea? These are the essences I have condensed for many years. You try it, maybe it will be useful?"

"Essence?"

Lu Li's mind moved, and then he found that there was no fortune crystal on Zhao Ji's body. After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll try it."

After that, he took out the big wooden basin that used to hold the living heart leaves and collected these fortune leaves. It happened that the living heart leaves were all drunk, and changing the taste was also a good choice.

You know, Zhao Ji is now at the seventh level. Apart from other things, the vitality contained in his body is not comparable to that of ordinary tree monsters.

"Okay, I'm going to practice."

Lu Li put away the fortune leaf, said casually, and then went to the back mountain without haste.

When he came to the hut in the back mountain, Lu Li had an idea and tried to make a pot of tea with the fortune leaf.

But because it was the first time to make this kind of tea, he had no experience.

As a result, just because he put a few more leaves in the teapot, all kinds of thoughts in his head were running wild, as if all brain cells were alive, and all kinds of thoughts were fighting in his mind.

After being excited for half a month, Lu Li finally calmed down and couldn't help feeling depressed for a while.