Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

"Maybe there is something in heaven that is not available in the human world..." Luo Qingyan muttered to herself, thinking.

On this day, the drizzle continued, the spring rain fell, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant on the humid mountain road, and the green mountains in the distance seemed like a tranquil landscape painting. Walking there, you feel relaxed and happy, as if you are in a fairyland, peaceful and peaceful.

Luo Qingyan stood at the foot of the mountain, holding an ink bamboo and oil paper umbrella with bare hands, watching Xuan Yi fly to the distant sky on the big fish, until he could no longer be seen in the sky, then she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and thought about the flames again and again. She looked pitiful and dying, and her heart was as sharp as a knife. She didn't want this to be her last encounter with the flame.

"Flame, if you disappear from this world, will your Suzaku body still have the memory of this period between us..."

The green leaves swayed in the drizzle, as if whispering. The mountains in the distance are looming, and in this quiet drizzle, the mountains are filled with a faint fragrance, like the gentle whisper of mountain flowers.

The rain gently slapped on Luo Qingyan's face, bringing a sense of coolness.

"Xuan Yi, you must come back safely..."

Luo Qingyan likes Xuan Yi, but when it comes to getting married, she is not mentally prepared for it. She always feels that there is less time between the two of them and there seems to be something missing. Maybe the time has not come yet!

I heard that there are many magical beasts in the snow mountains, especially those with advanced cultivation and intelligence. Their intelligence is about the same as that of humans, but their attacks are more ferocious and brutal than humans. They can also use low-level spells to attack. If you are not careful, you will fall. A dead end.

However, the crystal core of the Warcraft is a good thing. It is the essence condensed by the Warcraft after their cultivation. It turns into a hard, colorful and shiny transparent stone. This crystal core condenses 80% of the cultivation of the Warcraft. For It is a great supplement for immortal cultivators. Various auction houses and black markets are very fond of such items. There is a price but no market, and the supply exceeds the demand.

Although there are many people buying, no one is selling, because this is something that can only be exchanged for life. Some sects will form a team to hunt Warcraft to obtain the Warcraft crystal core. A group of seven or eight people will hunt a Warcraft. But even in this way, things like being killed by Warcraft still happen frequently. Over time, Warcraft crystal cores become increasingly rare in the world, because no one dares to gamble with their own lives. Money is a good thing. But it also requires a life flower.

The mountain road is rugged, and the moist soil is covered with a thin layer of mist in the rain. Luo Qingyan looked away and walked up the mountain. She slipped every two steps and suddenly began to feel irritable.

"Qingyan!"

Luo Qingyan raised the oil-paper umbrella and followed the sound, and saw Mo Li approaching her, holding a peony umbrella.

"Mo Li? Why are you here?" Luo Qingyan asked in surprise.

"You never went back. Brother Qingfeng asked me to come and see you. It's raining so hard that your skirt is soaked!"

Mo Lixiao looked harmless and came over to hold Luo Qingyan's arm.

"Master, he's making too much of a fuss. I'm just going back a little late! He's still impatient, so I'll go back right now!"

Where Luo Qingyan couldn't see her, she was still talking to herself, but she didn't see that Mo Li's eyes behind her became darker and darker, and the expression on her face became weird.

Luo Qingyan suddenly felt her body tighten, and her hands and feet were locked. The oil-paper umbrella fell down the mountain like a dead leaf and disappeared into the misty white mist...