I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world.

Chapter 41 "We've met once, so I guess"

While Chen Lu was immersed in his own fantasies about the future, he felt a headache.

Although his current Taoist base is ten thousand centimeters wide, it is almost empty inside, without any spiritual energy at all, and it cannot be filled at all.

If you want to quickly replenish the spiritual energy in your body by absorbing the spiritual energy from the spiritual stones, you will need at least 300 spiritual stones.

What the fuck
300 spirit stones are enough for a kid at the first level of Qi Refining to advance directly to Foundation Establishment, but for him, they are only enough to replenish the spiritual energy in his Dao base?
For some reason, he had a bad feeling. His unique way of practicing magic and fighting might be very powerful, but it would probably consume a lot of spirit stones.

at this time--

"Fellow Taoist, stay!"

Chen Lu, who was walking on the main street of Wentianfang City with Fei Long, suddenly heard a voice in his ear and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

There were not many pedestrians on the street at this time. An old man with a head full of silver hair was sitting alone on the side of the street, holding a tattered black flag and speaking hoarsely with a half-smile.

"Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a few days. You have so many ghosts and spirits around you that I can't even count them."

"Don't you really want me to calculate it for you?"

"I'll only take one spirit stone from you."

"Otherwise, there will be great danger within three days."

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

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

"It is impossible to speak clearly, or the world will be in chaos."

"Can you speak?"

Fei Long came to the old man with an expressionless face, squatted down and said hoarsely: "In your line of work, if you don't curse people, you won't get any work, right?"

"No and no."

The old man shook his head and stroked his beard, then said with a profound smile: "Divination is a tradition passed down for thousands of years, and it is not a fraud."

"Row."

Chen Yu also squatted down and came to the old man, chuckled and threw out a spirit stone: "Then calculate it for me and see what you can calculate."

This was the second time he had met this old man.

The old man's eyes flashed with light when he saw this, and he hurriedly stuffed the spirit stone into his arms as if he was afraid that it would be snatched away in the next second. Then he closed his eyes, pinched his fingers and muttered in a mysterious manner.

at this time--

"Hey! You old fool, you're lying again!"

A voice suddenly sounded on the street, and dozens of guards from Wentianfang City were seen running towards them. Upon seeing this, the old man 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 hurried to Chen Lu's side. After saying a few words quickly, he quickly disappeared into the alley again.

"Mr. Chen, you haven't been deceived, have you?"

"This old guy has been in Wentianfang City for more than ten years. In fact, he doesn't know how to tell fortunes. It's pure nonsense."

"It is you."

Chen Yu stopped looking at the old man's back as he left and looked at the guards standing beside him. He smiled and said, "Thanks for the reminder. Are you off duty?"

He remembered this guard. It was this guard who collected the body after the seventh elder of the Huang family was killed at the gate of the city.

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

The head of the guard said helplessly, "Just don't believe anything this old man says. I remember a while ago a man was fooled by this old man and thought that as long as he got up and kowtowed three times to the east every day, his child would randomly break through the first level of the Qi Refining Stage and it would definitely be a good entry."

"You said this is pure deception, right? The main thing is that when I explained it to the man, he didn't believe me. He said this old man didn't take a penny from him, so why would he cheat him?"

“Why the east?”

"The place where he sits every day is to the east of that family's house."

"Anyway, just don't believe it. Today, a monk in a red robe and long hair came to ask this old man to tell his fortune. He left with a very excited look on his face, and flew west as soon as he left the city. It seemed like he was really fooled."

"etc."

Fei Long's expression suddenly became strange: "You mean a monk wearing a red robe and long hair?"

"This is it, you know him?"

"I guess we met once before."

Feilong suddenly fell silent. He remembered that the evil cultivator had said something at that time, that an old fortune teller in Wentianfang City had told him that today would be a double blessing. It seemed that the fortune teller's predictions might not have been accurate.

Didn't continue talking.

The two groups of people parted ways, and Chen Lu stood there with his eyes slightly narrowed, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Before the old man fled into the alley, he whispered a few words into his ear, which made him a little unsure of the severity of the situation.

"Boy, I am indeed talking nonsense when it comes to fortune telling, but I really know this about you."

"You must have a green entry 'Summon the Wraith'. Don't look at me like that. The wraith on you is nearly ten feet higher than the Wentian Market. I can see the wraith on your head before I even enter the city. It's too eye-catching." "I've seen someone with this entry before. It's really a powerful entry. It can turn the killed creatures into wraiths that attach to you and fight for you for an hour."

“But think about it. Vengeful spirits are the product of extremely deep resentment. Ordinary people will catch a cold and get sick if they come in contact with them. If they stay with them for a long time, they will die of a serious illness. You have six or seven thousand of them in your body. Do you want to be the King of Vengeful Spirits?”

"Get rid of all these evil spirits within three days, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. I've seen people with this term before, and they went crazy after only half a year, neither god nor ghost. Another half a year later, they were found hanged in a deserted temple outside the city. When they were found, their bodies were rotten and crawling with maggots."

"You have many more vengeful spirits than him. Use this entry to ensure that you don't store too many vengeful spirits in your body. Also, remember that the stronger the vengeful spirit is than you, the faster it will corrupt you."

"If you can find a way to remove this entry, do it as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if you use it with great care, the vengeful spirit will still corrupt you. It's just a matter of speed. I have never seen anyone who has this entry die miserably."

"You'd better take care of yourself. I really didn't earn this spiritual stone from you in vain."

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"fine."

Chen Yu 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, is there that cold feeling?"

"What's cold?"

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

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

He stored more than 6,000 vengeful spirits of monsters, including the vengeful spirit of the demon cultivator who had reached the seventh level of foundation building. These were originally his trump cards, which he planned to use slowly in the Tiandao Secret Realm that was about to open in Fufeng City.

It is indeed a bit exaggerated to have so many vengeful spirits on your body.

Whatever.

After we enter the secret realm tomorrow, we will release all these vengeful spirits first, so as to prevent them from being corrupted by him. By releasing so many vengeful spirits at once, I hope that it will not scare other cultivators who have also entered the secret realm of heaven.

Tsk.

That night, Chen Lu used the "Enlightenment Stone" to raise his practice of the Thunder Attracting Art to the highest level, which is the Great Perfection. A mysterious realization suddenly appeared in his mind.

The three words "Thunder Attracting Technique" engraved on the foundation of the Dao also became more profound.

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

And he can 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 pile of spirit stones from his arms and placed them on the bed, ready to start absorbing enough spiritual energy to fill up his foundation. Even with his current top-grade foundation-building mental method "The Birth of the Seven Lamps", this was still an extremely time-consuming task.

There are eight ke in an hour, and one ke is about the time it takes to finish three cups of tea.

Last time, it took him a cup of tea to fill up his foundation. This time, it took him less than half an hour to fill up his foundation.

Because he used the "Mid-grade Spirit-absorbing Talisman for Foundation Building", otherwise it would have taken at least four hours.

Not to mention that I won’t be able to sleep tonight, I won’t be able to make it to the secret realm either.

This is only ten thousand centimeters. What if it becomes one hundred thousand centimeters in the future?
Chen Lu fell asleep in a daze while thinking about something. There would be a big battle tomorrow, so he needed to rest early today and prepare for tomorrow.

The next day, dawn.

Chen Lu and his companion 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 when they came back, they didn't know where those people who were chasing them were. If they were lucky enough to meet, they would know what it meant to look at someone with new eyes after not seeing him for three days.

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

The streets of the entire city were filled with hawkers shouting their wares. The foundation-building cultivators who were rarely seen in the past were now seen almost everywhere. The young masters of the foundation-building families who usually behaved in a rather arrogant manner were nowhere to be seen today. No one knew where they had run off to, hiding like turtles.

Just stepped into the city gate.

A ragged servant's eyes lit up when he saw the rather luxurious robes on Chen Yu and the others. He trotted over with anticipation on his face and said in a nervous and hurried voice, "Greetings to the four immortals. In one hour, there will be a foundation-building cultivator with the "Strength of Nine Oxen" and "Root of Self-Destruction" entries in the city square. He is going to chop eight oxen publicly to see what entry he can get randomly."

"Are there any immortals who are interested in going to take a look?"

"You only need one spirit stone to get a close-up look, and all the random entries will be made public for everyone to see."

"Many disciples from large clans and sects have gone there. There are so many people, it's quite lively."

"Oh?"

Feilong's expression gradually became strange. Public execution?

Could this be the guy who spent 1500 spirit stones to buy the green entry "Root of Self-Destruction" at the auction?

(End of this chapter)