Immortal Cultivation Game Realization: Give me ten consecutive draws at the beginning

Chapter 119 Seeking the Way to Zhongnan
Before Zhou Cheng and Yu Zhizhang could chat more, the Fang brothers turned around and asked.

"There are two ways to go from here to Aolai Country. One is to seek Zhongnan Mountain, and the other is to go through Luquan Valley. Which way do you think we should go?"

"What's the difference between the two paths?"

Hearing Zhou Cheng's question, the Fang brothers looked at each other, and although a little surprised, they still explained.

"There are large and small human strongholds along Zhongnan Mountain, which is relatively safe, but it will take some long detours. If you go to the Green Spring Valley, you will go directly through the hinterland of the demon world, and you may face harassment from the demon race. It will save a lot of time."

"How much time will it save?"

"If you take the road to the Green Spring Valley, it will take about three months, and if you go to Zhongnan Mountain, it will take ten months."

"Ten months? Isn't that the child is born?"

"Zhou Daoyou, what does this mean?"

The Fang brothers looked at each other, but didn't remember it for a while.

Instead, Yu Zhizhang secretly winked at Zhou Cheng, signaling him not to talk too much.

After Zhou Cheng understood it, he had no choice but to find a reason to prevaricate.

When the Fang brothers walked to the front again, he looked back at Yu Zhizhang.

Yu Zhizhang understood, and said indifferently, "Friend Zhou, do you know the truth that too much talk is bound to be lost?"

"Aren't they from your Yunyao Palace?"

"I'm not from Yunyao Palace."

Yu Zhizhang's indifferent sentence made Zhou Cheng stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"I am a disciple of Longhu Mountain. I am here at the invitation of Wan Dao League, but I am not a disciple of Yunyao Palace. If I say that, Zhou Daoyou understands?"

"Since you have to distinguish everything so clearly, it is obvious that you can't trust people in Yunyao Palace, why do you want to go to Aolai Kingdom with me?"

"I will do whatever fellow Daoist Zhou is going to do."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Cheng realized that he frowned subconsciously, and looked at Yu Zhizhang very warily.

"Why are you arguing with me?"

"Qingqiu fox clan is rare, not to mention it is related to Qingqiu. Today, all monsters in the world are divided into four kingdoms, divided into Aolai, Tushan, Donghai, and Zangshan. Qingqiu and Tushan are distant relatives. Find the Qingqiu The Qiuhu Clan will be able to establish a relationship with Tu Shan, and at that time, many resources in the demon world will be available, and this benefit will be more than a little bit."

Yu Zhizhang spoke frankly, and casually pointed to the Fang brothers in front of him.

"These people in Yunyao Palace also have the same plan, but they are more concerned about the gains and losses and reputation of the entire sect, and they have never seen the real body of the big monster, so they are just trying to send some people to investigate. "

Zhou Cheng was speechless for a while.

He already knew that this trip to Aolai Country would not be easy, but he never thought it would be so difficult.

Not to mention anything else, there are two waves of people staring at him.

He sighed secretly.

It happened that at this time, the four of them had already reached a hillside in the Longmen Market.

This Longmen Market is a market that stretches halfway up the mountain, and you need designated tools to get in and out of it.

These tools are the magic weapon of flying specially made by Wandao League, Mingyu Flying Boat.

A group of four walked into the hillside, and the not-so-big hillside was already full of human monks who were about to leave.

A few people came just in time.

Along with above the sea of ​​clouds, a burst of conch horns sounded melodiously.

A huge sailboat nearly [-] meters long broke through the sea of ​​clouds and approached slowly.

The paddles on the wooden boat are distinct, and there are anchors and rudders, just like the style of the wooden oar sailboat in ancient times.

The only difference is that the canvas hanging on this wooden boat is not an ordinary canvas, but a piece of golden talisman paper decorated with cumbersome talismans.

With the flickering aura of the talisman on the canvas, the entire flying boat was able to fly in the air, day and night.

In addition, to drive such a large flying boat and maintain a very high speed, it consumes a lot of materials such as spirit stones.

Therefore, even if the Wan Dao League is rich and powerful, such a flying boat only travels between the nodes of the two worlds like the Longmen Market.

Not long after, the flying boat approached the mountain plain, and two Taoists, one tall and one short, jumped off the flying boat.

The human monks in the front line took out the parchment scrolls very knowledgeably, and lined up to board the boat one by one.

Zhou Cheng could see clearly in the crowd. When these people checked, they didn't seem to care about their specific identities, and only needed an approximate amount.

For example, if it is written on the sheepskin scroll that four people are traveling together, then only four people need to board the boat, which is equivalent to an anonymous group-buying ticket.

Soon the group boarded the ship smoothly.

What is different from imagination is that the meson sumeru technique was not used to open up space on the spaceship.

The flying boat, which seemed to be nearly [-] meters long, had hundreds of people coming up one after another, making it extremely crowded.

The group of four were quickly separated, Yu Zhizhang and Fang Xiang were left on the deck, Zhou Cheng and Fang Nian were squeezed into the cabin along with the crowd.

At first, Zhou Cheng thought it would be better to enter the cabin, but he didn't expect it to be more crowded here, and he didn't even have a bench to sit on.

A group of people crowded together in a dark crowd, and their voices gathered together in a rush, making it seem extraordinarily noisy.

Zhou Chengcheng wanted to close his eyes and concentrate, and stay quietly in the corner for a while, but he was so noisy that he couldn't close his eyes at all.

Bored, he could only open his eyes and look around.

There are fluorite lighting everywhere in the cabin, but it is actually not too dark.

He looked around and soon spotted some interesting people.

For example, a bearded man with a mulberry cloth on his body, with bandages wrapped around his hands and arms, looks full of fighting spirit.

Furthermore, there was a young man who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, carrying a huge sword on his back. He was said to be majestic, but his face looked a little green and ignorant.

In addition, there is a monk in white who is alone on the side of the ship.

Confucian scholars with scrolls who talk naturally among the crowd, etc.

In addition to the different demeanor and temperament of these people, their own strength is also the focus of Zhou Cheng's attention.

Zhou Cheng himself has no idea what kind of talent and understanding is, but he has a mobile phone that can embody the game of cultivating immortals.

Under the reflection of the game's data, his basic skills are all innately full-level.

Even the most basic skills such as breathing, breathing, and aura perception, he is innately at the full level.

In other words, the current him is actually a peerless arrogance!
Under the perception of his breath, there is roughly a division of the strength of everyone in the cabin.

It can be seen that the monks who can travel through the two worlds are at least the strong ones above the alchemy stage, and the few people with extraordinary temperament that I noticed before may have broken through the alchemy stage.

There are so many strong people on the small flying boat of the Wan Dao League.

While Zhou Cheng secretly smacked his tongue, there was a hint of vigilance in his heart.

Just at this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

You must know that his mobile phone has no other functions since he downloaded the game of cultivating immortals. He can only play this game of cultivating immortals.

Now there was a sudden vibration, which made him feel a little dazed for a while.

He took out his phone and glanced at it secretly.

[New map opened, Longmen Bazaar. 】

[Gain the local reputation of Longmen Market +10. 】

[The current prestige level is meeting by chance, and the basic transaction discount rate is 0%. 】

"Longmen Market? New map?"

Zhou Cheng frowned, and belatedly clicked on the small map to take a look.

It's a pity that the picture quality of this game is indeed more than 01:30. The entire map is just a square grid, and the specific streets and location outlines cannot be seen clearly at all.

"Zhou Daoyou is quite fashionable."

"what?"

Hearing Fang Nian's voice, Zhou Cheng subconsciously put away his phone and looked at him blankly.

The Fang brothers all looked about the same, tall and thin, and looked quite capable.

"I rarely see anyone with a mobile phone."

"Really?" Zhou Cheng smiled guilty, without further explanation.

"I heard that Daoyou is extremely talented, and he jumped to the alchemy stage with almost no foundation. It is really amazing."

"Fang Daoyou is overrated, and your cultivation is not bad."

"Me?" Fang Nian smiled self-deprecatingly, "I have been cultivating hard for hundreds of years, and I am only able to cultivate this state now. Back then, I failed seven or eight times just to condense the true essence inner alchemy. More than 100 years."

"Will the condensed true essence inner alchemy fail?"

"Of course." Fang Nian looked at Zhou Cheng in surprise, "Could it be that there was no accident when fellow Taoist broke through the bottleneck?"

After what he said, Zhou Cheng suddenly remembered that the inner alchemy in his body didn't know what was going on.

Breaking through the alchemy stage at the beginning was purely a coincidence, and it was not a true breakthrough in the alchemy stage at all.

At that time, he had accumulated a lot of evil energy in his body, and by chance, Qu Ningmei cast a Cold Spring Chilling Curse in the Fengling Moon Shadow Sect.

The effect of the curse seal was just to scare him, but unexpectedly, it caused a stress reaction in his own immortal body, and he began to resist the Cold Spring Chilling Curse uncontrollably.

In the end, all the evil spirits that have not yet been transformed into the true essence of the inner palace are refined and gathered in the dantian qi sea, and finally condensed into a fake pill by itself.

Up to this moment, even if he looked inside his dantian, he could still see a mottled true essence inner alchemy.

It can be said that breaking through the alchemy stage this time was purely a self-defeating result of his own physique and Qu Ningmei.

As for Zhou Cheng himself, in fact, he doesn't know much about the most basic things about Lian Danqi.

Now that Fang Nian just asked this question, Zhou Cheng came back to his senses and continued the conversation along his topic.

"Fang Daoyou seems to have a lot of experience in cohesive inner alchemy?"

"Well, after all, I have failed so many times."

Fang Nian laughed at himself. He wanted to skip this topic, but when he turned his head, Zhou Cheng took out a spirit stone and handed it to him.

"Come on, keep talking."

"Ah?" Fang Nian was taken aback.

"Talk about your experience of condensing inner alchemy."

"That's alright."

Fang Nian hesitated for a moment, then he thought that both of them had reached the alchemy stage, so these words were not unreasonable, so they were just chatting.

He spoke smoothly, it seemed that he had failed seven or eight times, and he was full of emotion.

However, he didn't notice that the Lingshi in Zhou Cheng's hand flashed a simple talisman to write a text.

This seal character imprint belongs to the style of writing the inheritance of exercises. It was written down by Zhou Cheng when Daji was teaching the exercises before.

Zhou Cheng learned these exercises by himself, he was in a fog, and he couldn't understand them at all.

However, he wrote and taught the exercises through such spirit stones, and there was no bottleneck at all in learning.

So now he can be regarded as learning to be clever, holding this spirit stone while listening to Fang Nian's introduction, while secretly writing the spirit jade of passing on skills, planning to find time to learn it gradually.

Fang Nian didn't seem like a talkative person, but he couldn't keep his mouth shut when he actually chatted. He made gestures while chatting, and described it quite clearly.

Zhou Cheng nodded, while composing and inscribing the Jade of Passing Gong, and complimenting him from time to time, a few hours passed in the blink of an eye.

After Fang Nian pursed his lips, feeling a little dry, Zhou Cheng changed the subject.

"I don't know how long this flying boat will fly?"

Fang Nian waved his hands and said, "This bright moon flying boat travels thousands of miles a day and consumes a lot of spirit stones. It won't fly for too long at all. There are still five hours at most, and we should be there."

"Five hours? Then where are we probably now?"

"I don't know much about this. The demon world is too vast, how can a little repair like me know it everywhere."

Fang Nian was modest, but a male monk at the side answered.

"Spirit Turtle Valley."

Zhou Cheng answered subconsciously, "What?"

"Spirit Turtle Valley is the valleys surrounding Longmen Market. We have only set out for three hours, so we should still be within Spirit Turtle Valley."

"So that's how it is. Fellow Daoist has a wide range of knowledge, which is an eye-opener."

"It's not that I have a lot of knowledge, but I often go to Longmen Market."

The male monk gave a hearty smile, which made a pretty good impression.

To be honest, people are not familiar with the place, and monks from different sects form their own groups, which inevitably makes people feel a little alienated.

In particular, Zhou Chengcheng was a pure newcomer. Now that he can meet such a talkative person, he naturally has some intention of making friends.

It's a pity that he just wanted to go up to talk to him, but Fang Nian secretly pulled his arm and reminded him in a low voice.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, don't make trouble out of nowhere."

Zhou Cheng hesitated for a moment, then looked back at the male monk, only to think that the male monk looked sincere and warm, without any sinister or evil spirit.

But since Fang Nian had reminded him, it was not good for him to continue the conversation, he just changed places with Fang Nian with a few polite words.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, you walked through a tiger's mouth just now."

"How to say?"

"That man's name is Songlin Sanren. He is a well-known villain near the Longmen Market. He specializes in killing people and seizing treasures."

"Really? If it's true, then no one will take care of it?"

"Take care? Who will take care of it? Will you take care of it?"

"It's none of my business, of course I won't care."

"That's right."

Fang Nian grinned, causing Zhou Cheng to be speechless for a while.He never thought that there would be such villains in the seemingly lively and peaceful Longmen Market.

It's also because he has too little experience. Among real monks, killing people and seizing treasures is a very common thing.

Especially now that the three realms are unified, the aura is exhausted, and there is no good medicine or magic weapon.

If some fledgling newcomers get a treasure by chance, then naturally there is no need to think about the consequences.

(End of this chapter)