The system endows longevity, and immortality can finally be expected

In three years, apart from teaching Kuntu, Zhou Tong completely changed his previous attitude of playing games, and went all out to improve his cultivation.

Fortunately, it is hidden enough here that it has not been discovered by invading monsters.

Relying on a large amount of elixir, Zhou Tong has improved his cultivation by a large amount in just three years. Although he has not broken through the middle stage of foundation establishment, he has already touched the threshold.

And Kuntu has also officially embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. With Zhou Tong's teaching, he has already reached the second level of Qi Refining in just three years, which is much faster than him at the beginning.

Hiding here all the time is not very helpful for improving cultivation, so Zhou Tong decided to go out and have a look.

If he wants to survive in this troubled world, the current means are far from enough, he needs to make himself stronger.

Even if Middle-earth has completely fallen, those large groups can more or less leave a part of their legacy.

"Kuntu, we're leaving!"

Zhou Tong took everything he could bring and walked out of the cave.

Kuntu looked here reluctantly. Although the cave was simple, it was his real home.

"Master! I'm here!"

Kuntu quickly followed.

It was already the cold winter season, and the low mountains were covered with thick snow. Looking around, the sky and the earth were all white.

Zhou Tong took a deep breath, and did not choose to fly with Yujian. It would be too conspicuous to do so, and it would be dangerous if the insects perceive it.

After giving Kuntu a wind talisman, the master and apprentice hid their breath and hurried towards the south.

Along the way, there was a dead silence, and even large beasts were rarely seen.

Even if the grassland encounters the most terrible white disaster, it will not be so long without encountering a herd of beasts.

"Kuntu, be careful!"

Zhou Tong's face was serious, this situation has made him no longer have the slightest chance of luck.

According to the location in memory, the two went straight to Sanyang City.

A few days later, the two stopped near a frozen river.

Zhou Tong looked ahead with an ugly expression.

In his spiritual perception, there are "grave bags" standing hundreds of miles ahead, where a large number of insect breaths gather.

If he remembered correctly, this place should have been a gathering place of grassland tribes, but now there is no trace of living beings.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Kuntu asked with some doubts.

"Nothing? Let's go!"

Zhou Tong changed direction, and kept using his spiritual sense to probe along the way, carefully avoiding possible dangers.

But spreading out his consciousness for a long time will consume a lot of his mental power.

Even with his current mental power attribute, it is not a small burden.

However, the two of them managed to find Sanyang City without any risk, but it had already been turned into ruins.

Looking around, there are potholes everywhere. It is obvious that there has been a tragic battle here.

At this time, the city was completely empty, with no living people or insects.

Only the ruins standing in the vast snow cover silently tell the past glory here.

It was the first time for Kuntu to see such a big city, and he couldn't imagine how lively it used to be.

Zhou Tong took Kuntu into the city, passed the square, and saw the huge stone tablet that was still standing here.

The mottled dark red marks on it and the scattered bones made Zhou Tong feel extremely depressed.

"Master, what are we going to do?"

Quinto asked.

"Go and see what is left here, collect more supplies, the road ahead may be even more difficult."

Zhou Tong took Kuntu quickly through the ruined city, looking for everything of value.

After half a month of hard work, in this ruins, hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones, various exercises, and a large number of well-preserved magic tools and other materials for cultivating immortals have been collected.

If these things were placed in a peaceful age, they would definitely be a fortune, but they were far from enough for Zhou Tong.

He needs more, only a large amount of resources can allow him to quickly improve his strength in a short period of time, otherwise he will not even have a chance to escape when he encounters a powerful bug.

After searching carefully for another three days, after confirming that there was nothing of value here, he set foot on the road to the south again.

After Sanyang City is the hinterland of Middle-earth, which used to be the territory of Daiguo, a country in the northern border.

Although the country of Dai is only a medium-sized country, it has a large population, and there are several second- and third-rate cultivating sects in its territory.

But the two passed through several human cities, and all they saw were ruins.

"Master, are we the only ones alive in this world?"

Kuntu's voice trembled a little.

Zhou Tong trembled when he heard the words, not knowing how to answer this question.

He sighed softly: "No, there are still many powerful monks in this world, they should still be resisting, we will find them."

Although Zhou Tong has a map of Zhongtu, it does not indicate the specific locations of all Xiuxian sects. Finding these sects is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

After thinking about it, Zhou Tong decided to go to the Dan Chenzong Mountain Gate which is the closest to here to take a look.

Although it is the closest, it is still thousands of miles away, even if they rely on Yufeng Jue, it will take a long time to travel.

A few days later, Zhou Tong's expression brightened, and he sensed the breath of human beings.

With Kuntu, he quickly found the human survivors hiding in the barren mountains and dense forests.

There are more than 100 of these mortals, all of whom are sallow and emaciated, looking like savages.

Seeing Zhou Tong appear, these people were obviously a little surprised.

One of them reacted and knelt on the ground excitedly.

"Master Immortal, are you an Immortal Master?"

Zhou Tong looked at the thin man, nodded and said, "Do you have anyone else?"

Seeing Zhou Tong admit his identity, these mortals were extremely excited.

"Master Immortal, save us."

Looking at the mortal who was knelt on the ground crying bitterly, Zhou Tong waved his hand, and everyone felt a gentle force dragging them up.

"Get up and talk!"

Zhou Tong called the skinny man over and asked him something.

According to the skinny man, monsters broke through the border defense three years ago, and Dai Kingdom was occupied by monsters within a month.

The human fighters and the army basically resisted with force. They were lucky and escaped to the mountains to hide in time. There were originally thousands of people, but after a few years, only these more than 100 people remained.

They have also seen immortal masters, but under the siege of those powerful monsters, many immortal masters also fell.

Looking at these refugees who looked like savages, Zhou Tong felt very uncomfortable.

The glorious cultivation civilization has almost suffered a fatal blow in just a few years. If there are only a few immortal cultivators left, the severance of this world civilization will be inevitable as time goes by.

Even if there are mortals who survived, I am afraid that they will gradually degenerate to the primitive age.

Compared with technological civilization, mortals in comprehension civilization really have no place to resist.

Looking at these survivors of the country, Zhou Tong has already made a decision in his heart.