Cannon fodder for his brother

Chapter 766 The Immortal Way 27
Everything seems to be quite different at Grinding Mountain.

Not only Yan Wu felt that way, but Ning Hong felt it even more.

After all, Yan Wu just came to look for clues, they came to cultivate, and they stayed on this mountain for five full years.

Although there were many monsters in Molian Mountain at that time, they were all normal, but there were no monsters that could not be named like they are now.

These monsters seem to be synthesized.

The strength has also improved a lot.

Ning Hong cut off the monster's head with a sword, thousands of sword lights flashed, several small monsters were seen in two, and the blood flowed for thousands of miles.

But as soon as the blood hit the ground, it froze.

"Brother, I feel more and more cold."

Before, I just felt cold when I touched the fog, but now just standing here, I feel the coldness going into my body.

Her lips trembled from the cold.

I can't hold the sword anymore.

Ning Hong jumped up, hugged Ning Xiaocao, and flew down the mountain.

He also felt a little chilly.

The biting chill almost froze their blood.

This is not an exaggerated adjective, but true.

It was like going to Siberia shirtless.

The feeling that even the ears can be torn off because they are frozen.

The two of them are in the Yuanying stage, so they can still bear it a little bit, but Xiaocao is only in the middle stage of Jindan, so they can't bear it a little bit.

Seeing Ning Hong taking Ning Xiaocao away, Yan Wu also followed.

The three of them stopped at the foot of the tempering mountain.

Watching the white mist cover the entire mountaintop again.

He pursed his lips tightly.

"From the looks of it, Honing Mountain should be occupied by someone."

Ning Hong said.

The demon race, or the human race with malicious intentions, or the sect.

Ning Hong didn't think the fairy gates in this world could be any better.

Back then when Yan Wu was carrying the thunder calamity, they still thought of taking advantage of the fire to rob them.

They are so small-minded and like to put on airs. It is no wonder that these people are becoming worse with each generation.

Anyway, those powerful people at the beginning were not used to seeing each other, so it was better to fight vigorously directly than to sneak around like this.

I don't know why, but he always has a feeling in his heart that this is what the sect did.

Ning Hong and the three tried a few more times.

You can only move forward a little each time.

The white mist is getting colder and colder.

Running Reiki doesn't work anymore.

The further you go inside, the faster the aura moves, and the more piercing the chill.

"Perhaps, we need something that is as strong as it is yang."

Whether it's Yan Wu's flame or his thunder fire talisman, it may have an effect on Bai Wu, but it doesn't have much effect on their bodies.

"Longlin—"

Ning Xiaocao gently spit out such a name.

30 years.

She had never mentioned this person's name before, but at this moment, she suddenly mentioned it, and it felt strange.

"He is a descendant of the Golden Dragon, so his blood should be fine."

"I just don't know if he is willing to help." Yan Wu didn't have much affection for this Long Lin.

This dragon is the biggest obstacle on his way to Xiaocao.

"Will be willing."

Ning Hong nodded, "The two of you are waiting for me at the foot of this mountain, and I will go alone."

On Shuiyue Peak with Xuzong.

The sky was dark, and the thunder struck fiercely.

Long Lin sat at the very top, receiving the lightning attack head-on.

A bowl-sized thunderbolt struck down the head, and the sky thunder rumbled.

Under Shuiyue Peak, many disciples of Hanxuzong were looking up.

As long as Long Lin survived the thunder, he would be a monk at the out-of-body stage.

They Hanxu sect, monks at the out-of-body stage, can be counted on five fingers, especially such a young out-of-body monk, and they have never been.

His crossing the tribulation this time almost shocked the entire Hanxu Sect.

Even a sect as big as Tianxiamen has never had such a young out-of-body monk.

Lu'an real person is also here.

He looked at Long Lin on the top of the mountain with satisfaction.

It is worthy of the dragon blood.

The speed of this practice is unmatched by anyone in the entire cultivation world.

Even his Taoist partner, Mo Lan, who has a single-day spiritual root, is much weaker than him.

"Is he crazy?" The others looked at him in astonishment, unable to understand his behavior.Only Lu'an is more and more satisfied.

"It's not crazy, he wants to carry it hard."

The physical fitness of the dragon race is different from that of the human race.

The thunder calamity is very powerful, but it is a good thing to bathe in the thunder, and the cultivation base is very helpful.

Long Lin wanted to give it a try.

Didn’t you handle the banquet head-on?
He didn't believe that he would lose to him.

Long Lin stood up and flew directly towards Tianlei.

Long Lin was surrounded by thunder.

This wave of thunder struck directly on his body.

His skin was scarred and scorched black, and a few dragon scales were even exposed in many places.

However, although it hurts, it is not unbearable.

Seeing Long Lin like this, Mo Lan was extremely envious.

After entering the golden core stage, her practice speed slowed down a lot.

It is only now that he has entered the golden elixir Dzogchen, and he has not even transformed into a baby.

There is only one opportunity left.

She can break through.

Her speed was faster than many others, but she was still incomparable with Long Lin.

He's already out of his body.

Thirty years ago, the two of them were fairly evenly matched. Although there was a gap, it was not bad, but they did not expect that 30 years later, the difference in cultivation between the two of them would be so much different.

After the thunder calamity, rain fell from the sky.

These sweet rains are of great benefit to practitioners.

Many disciples squeezed to the bottom, enjoying the nourishment of this sweet rain.

Even Long Lin himself could feel that the damage in his body due to the thunder calamity was also recovering rapidly.

About two days later, Long Lin came down from Shuiyue Peak.

After the big competition that year, Long Lin moved to Shuiyue Peak.

No one knows what he is thinking in his heart?
Only Mo Lan, Mo Lan knew perfectly well that he was remembering his past.

"Very well, it's already the out-of-body period."

Master Lu'an protected him for two days, and nodded in satisfaction when he saw that his cultivation had been successfully consolidated in the early stage of leaving his body.

"Thank you, master, for protecting me." Long Lin said gratefully.

"No, next, I'm going to retreat as a teacher."

Master Lu'an chuckled, "In the future, if there is a chance, we may meet again, if——that's all, it's the end of our fate as a master and apprentice."

"master?"

Long Lin knelt down and kowtowed to Master Lu'an a few times.

"Remember, the road to comprehension is too long. If you want to move forward, don't forget your original intention." After Lu'an said this, he walked away.

He is already very old, Luan Daoist is not a highly talented cultivator, he is a three spirit root, even in a sect like Hanxu Sect, his talent is considered poor.

But for so many years, Han Xuzong is the only one who has reached the stage of distraction.

He has been in the distraction stage for too long, and his lifespan will be exhausted, so he must try his best to hit the fusion stage.

If he succeeds, he can extend his lifespan infinitely. If the impact fails, his life will come to an end.

(End of this chapter)