Mortal's journey to immortality

Under the golden halo of the Jin Luan Order, everyone teleported away in turn with a tacit understanding.

No fear of being tracked or intercepted.

At their level, as long as there is no huge gap in strength, there is no need to worry about their own safety even if they are alone.

Let’s talk about the powerful ones in the transformation stage, who doesn’t have some special skills?

Even if you want to die, it is not an easy thing.

This trade fair can be said to be a fruitful return. I believe that with these dozens of bottles of elixir, he can enter the middle stage of divine transformation in one step.

How difficult it is for outsiders to obtain the elixir of the Divine Transformation Stage. If there is no Duckweed Prairie and the others, what can they do in exchange for it?

Yes, there is, it is a high-level high-level talisman.

But firstly, he doesn't have time, and secondly, everyone's needs are different. Even if the high-level talisman can be exchanged for enough spiritual stones, there is a high possibility that not even one pill can be exchanged.

It seems that the treasures must not only be plentiful, but also heavy, and the shortcut to obtain them is to visit other people's lairs.

Thinking back then, the raging bear made him a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu couldn't help but smile evilly.

The seven treasures he finally took out were his top choices, and they can be said to be rare in the world.

Especially the Wan Zhang Hong Chen Hua, who was replaced by the woman in the peacock mask. It is said that there is a mysterious sect in Zhongzhou that specializes in the practice of exotic flowers. It is powerful and has extraordinary strength. Even the sixteen superpowers rarely take the initiative to provoke it.

Could it be that she is from this sect?

Wang Lu walked out of the shop silently. The shopkeeper and the waiter in Qingyi were nowhere to be found and were empty.

He didn't pay attention and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

However, in a second-floor shop opposite Qingyu Pavilion, two pairs of eyes were staring at him through the restriction until he disappeared.

One of them is Mr. Cao, the host of this trade fair.

I saw him respectfully accompanying a young man with an ordinary face and wearing ordinary silver clothes.

"Is this person Wang Lu?"

the man asked.

"Yes and no."

Mr. Cao replied.

"how do I say this?"

"Wang Lu hid his little magical power and it can be determined that he came from Zhu Ning of the West Desert Lingyu Sect. For this reason, she was charged with the crime of deceiving her master and destroying her ancestors and was expelled from the master. Wang Lu became a god and solved the problem for Lingcai Pavilion. The Zeng family was in danger of being annexed. We have very little information about him. It seems that someone in the mansion used a silver pen. The suspicion lies here. Judging from the collection and summary of various aspects, this person is steady, step-by-step, and consistent with his own work. The openness and willfulness of the male cultivator in the monkey mask are completely unrelated and difficult to judge."

Mr. Cao said.

The young man waved his hand: "What should come will always come. I heard that many people in Xuanzhong have a close relationship with him, especially Qin Hui and Yin Shijiu. They are also my potential enemies this time. It seems they want to You still have to make some preparations to aspire to the throne."

Mr. Cao was silent for a moment and then said: "The monkey-headed man is indeed a good choice, but this man has an unknown origin and is as cunning as a fox. He got rid of our tracking in the blink of an eye. The position is of great importance. I think that although Wang Lu He is the leader of the Hundred Arts Ranking, but in the world of immortality, strength is respected after all. My favorite son of Zhongzhou is as bright as a star. There are countless people with superior strength, and there are many people who are stronger than him. As the young master said, it is very possible that this People have been attracted by Qin Hui or Yinjiu, so there is no need to do so."

The man thought for a few breaths and nodded: "Mr. Cao, you are right, so be it. What is supposed to come will always come, and it will be the next. But I always feel that Wang Lu may not be as simple as other leaders. Yin Ninth Senior Brother had been a close friend with him, but for some reason, he was still unwilling to reveal anything about him."

When Mr. Cao saw that the man was no longer entangled, he felt relieved and said, "The Yinjiu family are all famous for their eccentric temperaments, and they often do some unpredictable and bizarre things. The more critical the moment, More and more so."

Hearing this, the man smiled and said: "That's very good. I hope I won't disappoint everyone by then. By the way, there is still something for Mr. Cao to worry about. Yuyuan's attitude and choice are very crucial. I hope..."

"Don't worry, young master, the prison abyss is not Yin Qi's alone. Even if we don't get his support, others can't even think about it, especially Yin Jiu."

The young man looked at the long street with people coming and going and the disappeared royal road, and said calmly: "Thank you for your work. Cao is old."

The moment Wang Lu stepped out of Qingyu Pavilion, he felt as if someone was following him vaguely.

He turned a blind eye, blended into the crowd, and immediately threw away the pursuer.

In order not to be missed by interested people, he suddenly changed his face and suppressed his cultivation to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Returning to the Baixian Inn, he asked for a new room, 5106.

He took out 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones at once.

Go up to the fifth floor, close the door, and fully activate the formation.

No more negligence, he was silent for a while, his spiritual energy was still sufficient.

So I made do with it and started my first retreat practice after entering the stage of transformation.

Wang Lu sat cross-legged, calm and calm, with his hands clasped together and his magic power slowly flowing away.

After a big week, the spirit reached the peak, "Come on", and while muttering to himself, a green Dalong Pill jumped into his mouth.

"boom!"

As soon as Fang entered his stomach, a powerful and astonishing spiritual power exploded in his body.

A spell was fired, quickly leading the army of spiritual power towards the tiny acupuncture points and meridian pulses.

Soon, Wang Lu fell into selfless practice.

In three months, Dalong Dan's spiritual power was exhausted, and his mana only increased by one thousandth.

Go on, one bottle, two bottles, three bottles...

The refining speed is getting faster and faster, and the thirteen bottles are used up, and the mana has increased by one-fiftieth.

Five years have passed and there is no coming back, the second type of Wonderful Marrow Great Ring Pill.

A grain of earth-yellow Da Huan Dan was swallowed into his belly.

Oh?

A numbing feeling came from the bone marrow, blood, and brain, all over his body, and then a piece of strange earth-yellow spiritual power suddenly spread out, vast and endless.

Wang Lu unconsciously guided the spirit power to continue moving forward.

After half a year, one pill was exhausted.

Two pills, three pills, four pills, three bottles, five bottles, eight bottles, thirteen bottles.

Eleven years passed by in a flash, and all the Qi Marrow Great Ring Pill was consumed, and the mana increased by one-third.

Next, Six Dust Saha Pills.

This elixir does not require his hand to lead the way, because his six senses have been completely shielded. It only requires a little thought to drive straight in like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. It is the best elixir for the early stage of spiritual transformation.

Twenty-two years passed by like a white horse, and Wang Lu's cultivation reached the late stage of the early stage of becoming a god.

However, he is not satisfied, he still has a trump card.

The Fierce Ghost Lower Soul Pill, a legendary best elixir in the early stages of becoming a god.

Rush it to me!

A black elixir about the size of a thumb was about to run away as if it had some intelligence, but he chewed it into pieces with a brutal "hehe".

"boom!"

A spiritual volcano erupted, as if his three souls and seven souls were instantly destroyed, and he was stunned.

"what!"

Wang Lu roared unconsciously.

In the roar, pain and joy were intertwined, moans and joy were intertwined, desire and obsession were intertwined, giving him a kind of confusion that could not be cut back into chaos.

However, his spiritual consciousness was always shining brightly, and he was indifferent to his complicated emotions. He took the lead and rushed into the spiritual power volcano, doing his best to calcine, baptize and sublimate.

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