Mortal's journey to immortality

The reason why Wang Lu used the talisman to keep gods and ghosts from seeing him was to avoid being seen by others.

Humans are very strange animals. They have all kinds of bizarre ideas about what they see and say many insincere and specious words.

Snow Pupil is as important to him as "Wulian", "Kui Niu Treading on the Sky" and "Crossing the Clouds". There are many super-powerful people who covet Snow Pupil and want to kill him as easily as stepping on an ant. Especially at such a critical juncture of searching for the fragments of Snow Pupil, he cannot tolerate any exposure.

He will not let anyone know, nor will he give others the opportunity to spy or guess. To achieve this, the Ghost and God Invisibility Talisman is a good choice.

"Flying Through the Clouds" sent him to a speed of 4,350 feet per breath, which was faster than a spark.

But he was still not very satisfied with this speed.

The twenty-three acupoints and two meridians deduced on the way back to Xiqi from the Great Wilderness have all been repaired and opened.

He wanted to be faster, even faster, so he needed Xuetong's calculation again.

There is also the 1002nd hidden acupoint to be found, which would be impossible without Snow Eyes.

Therefore, the decision to pick Xuetong out for separate training was undoubtedly correct and timely.

No matter how much Xue Tong improves, it can improve the efficiency of both of them to a certain extent. The key is that it can save him a lot of time to practice well.

The thought of the extremely long time it takes to reach the Mana Realm gave him a feeling of frustration that made him want to cry but could not.

Pingyao Swamp is different from ordinary swamps. From a distance, the swamp is surrounded by a circle of green water, dotted with large and small, high and low mountains, like islands in the ocean.

Some mountains are bare with no grass, while others are covered with lush vegetation. The water surface is rippling with countless ripples of varying intensities. No one knows what kind of terrifying creatures are hidden under the water and in the grass.

Wang Lu flew close to the unknown wildly growing water plants. Half an hour later, he had flown 100,000 miles.

Along the way, he met some cultivators whose cultivation level was at the lowest level of the Nascent Soul Stage. Some of them were alone, and most of them were in groups of several people.

Among them, a team of three fought against an eighth-level water monster that was five meters long and had thousands of black tentacles and leeches all over its body. The monster turned the swamp upside down and made a huge noise.

Wang Lu passed by silently without causing any response from either party.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he saw that the three men seemed to have the upper hand and were sure to win, but in fact, a disaster was imminent.

The aquatic plants within a radius of a hundred miles were swaying gently in their direction.

It was obvious that at least hundreds of the monster's kind were quietly diving from the bottom of the water.

If the three of them cannot kill it within five breaths and leave quickly, their death will not be far away.

The deeper you go into the swamp, the richer the spiritual energy between heaven and earth becomes. From sky to ground, there are thick aquatic plants that are several or even dozens of feet tall. If it weren't for their densely packed, three-foot-wide, sharp leaves, it would be easy to mistake them for big trees.

Soon, the sun set completely, darkness fell, and it was pitch black, with no sight of one's hand in front of one's face.

A somewhat sticky mist rose from the swamp and enveloped the entire world in its embrace.

Looking up, it was foggy and dark, and I could only vaguely see things half a meter away.

Wang Lu pointed his magic formula, and his snow pupils opened. Wherever his eyes passed, the haze remained, but it was as clear and bright as day.

This fog is quite interesting. Not only does it greatly restrict and block the monks' vision, but it also has a strong corrosive effect on their spiritual consciousness. There is also some kind of poison hidden in the fog. If a monk wants to be safe in the swamp at night, he must either cast a spell to release a magic halo, or isolate it with treasures.

If you do this, you will become the brightest light in the swamp, attracting countless monsters and poisonous insects to attack you, and in a short while, you will be dead.

The poisonous fog is quite troublesome for others, but it is nothing unusual for him.

Even if he doesn't use his magic power or strength, his physical body alone can last for ten thousand years without being damaged.

Hey, his physical body had already been refined into the Black Gang Body, which had never been recorded in "The Secret of Kuiniu Stepping into the Sky", after a hundred refinements.

With one thousand and one hidden acupoints opened up, and his body so strong, he can withstand even the most powerful magic weapons many times without any problem.

Wang Lu was like a part of the swamp, sensing every movement of the world as he soared.

Indeed, there were many powerful and strange creatures in the swamp that made him feel a little tricky.

They have a strong sense of territory, and as long as they exceed the level of ninth-level celestial demon, they will occupy an area of ​​thousands of miles in radius.

The stronger the strength, the wider the territory.

For example, a ten-foot-long demon mosquito with a blood-red body, eyes like copper bells, pure green wings, and eight black legs as thick as an ox was lying in the middle of the dense water plants and snoring.

While it was sleeping soundly, waves of spiritual energy slowly and quickly rushed towards it, mixed in the thick fog, and there was no sign of abnormality.

Ha, it is exactly the same as his Zi Jiu, both of them advanced in their cultivation while dozing off.

This monster was born with a chameleon-like ability, blending into the swamp. If it weren't for the insight of its snow eyes, it would be difficult to spot it with the naked eye or ordinary spiritual eyes.

This monster was extremely sensitive to danger. It woke up subconsciously after just a quick glance at it. Its pupils glowed red, as if it was sensing something. When it saw there was no movement, it closed its eyelids in a daze and began to practice.

Let's call you a mosquito demon. I don't know how you were able to cultivate to such a huge size comparable to a tenth-level celestial demon.

Another example is a headless and tailless dark blue worm three meters long and as thick as a bucket, with a round body quietly wrapped around a straight water plant.

Don't be fooled by its slippery appearance. The fog within a hundred miles is mixed with almost invisible blue dots. This blue like dust particles is not just a beautiful decoration. Anyone who intrudes will be sensed and captured by it in an instant, as if being stuck in a spider web and at the mercy of others.

He also noticed this and immediately changed direction, not wanting to provoke this beast.

At the same time, as its body expands and contracts slightly, an invisible pressure spreads out, and the void within a hundred miles radius appears slightly heavier.

Because the fog in this area is thicker and denser.

With just the instinct of his physical body, he can give the space a slight pressure. The strength of this monster's physical body may not be inferior to his.

If I could wrestle him with my bare hands, I would be able to test out the extent of his strength.

These were just two large monsters that seemed very powerful to him, of course there were also the terrifying Zerg tribes.

Even though some of them are as small as ants or as thin as needle tips, the number of them covering the sky and the earth is so large that it makes people's scalp tingle and they dare not look directly at it.

The territories they occupy are more vast, often tens of thousands of miles in size, and the spiritual energy is also richer, as if spiritual veins or some kind of rich mineral deposits are buried beneath the swamp.

Time flies by and a year goes by quickly.

It twists and turns, goes around and around, as if the "little piece" knows that he is looking for it, and always likes to play hide-and-seek with him.

Just like the mosquito demon, the strange long worm, and those creepy insects, it ran to them to play.

However, Wang Lu had very good patience and he just stayed there, going wherever the other party went.