Mortal's journey to immortality

The two of them stayed in the Spiritual Materials Pavilion for most of the day. Wang Lu gave almost all of his talismans to Yu Jia, and reminded him to train a successor as soon as possible after he became a spirit, and to go to his master's wife if he encountered any difficulties.

Under Yu Jia's reluctant and admiring gaze, Wang Lu and Song Fengyu left the Lingcai Pavilion.

In order not to reveal their whereabouts and let those interested guess their purpose and destination, both of them lowered their cultivation to the middle stage of the Golden Core, and changed their appearances to make it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

The two separated and agreed to meet again in Dajiang City, the westernmost city in the Western Desert, six months later.

The king’s road faces south, while Song’s wind and rain face west.

This return trip was relatively perfect, with everything and everyone moving forward as planned on their respective paths.

However, life is not always smooth sailing. Accidents and accidents will come sooner or later. I hope they don’t come too quickly or too big.

After five months and twenty-one days of teleportation and traveling day and night, in his spiritual consciousness, there was no longer a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, nor did he feel anything unusual.

Wang Lu successfully arrived at Dajiang City, which was governed by the large sect Fuyun Sword Sect.

From this city to the west, there are endless plains with little spiritual energy and patches of sparse and withered short forests of all sizes, which is called Xiyuan.

There is no big mountain in Xiyuan, and even small hills are very few.

It is said that no one has ever walked to the end of the Western Plains, let alone crossed it.

Since the spiritual energy in Xiyuan is mediocre and there are very few spiritual objects and materials, there are not many monsters coming to attack the city, let alone wild beasts.

As a result, the defense of Dajiang City was loose and just for show.

Few cultivators come to Xiyuan. Even the secret ruins that have sprung up like mushrooms after rain in the past thousand years rarely come to Xiyuan.

Dajiang City is very large, covering an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles. Most of the people there are mortals, and there are less than half-mature cultivators, whose cultivation base is generally below the Jindan stage.

Even if those at the Jindan stage or above came, they would leave quickly like a dragonfly skimming the water.

This is a barren land where there is no spiritual energy, no spiritual veins, and no resources. One wants to kill monsters and get treasures, but there are no monsters to kill.

How could such scarcity attract people's attention?

If it weren't for its vastness, especially the Western Desert, the super sects in the Western Desert, whether the current Miao Nian Sect or the previous sects, would not even bother to pay attention to it.

Dajiang City has been called this since ancient times. There is no restricted airspace in this city, no City Lord's Mansion, and no teleportation array. The nearest city to it is Qiancheng, which is five million miles away.

The city has wide streets, few people, few shops, and a desolate and dilapidated appearance.

Wang Lu came from Qiancheng.

He lifted himself up into the sky and saw endless yellow and green everywhere, all of which were nameless wild grasses about one foot tall.

The height difference in Xiyuan is very small.

Perhaps, a long time ago, there was a river here, so Dajiang City existed and the name came from this.

Wang Luffy left the city and casually found a place to stay. "Swish, swish, swish", the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade dug out a simple cave of medium size in less than three breaths. He entered it, calmed down, and meditated.

Time flies, and two months have passed in a flash.

Song Fengyu finally arrived.

Wang Lu stood up and walked out of the cave. Seeing that his breathing was a little unstable, he asked in confusion: "Brother Fengyu, what happened?"

Song Fengyu smiled bitterly and said, "Hey, what else can we do? We've been blocked by someone. I can't bring myself to fight him, but I can't leave if I don't fight him. I've managed to get out of this with so much difficulty. Let's leave quickly. I'm afraid that person will see through my trick and follow me."

After saying that, he was about to pull Wang Lu up and run, but Wang Lu didn't move at all.

Song Fengyu subconsciously glanced at him, only to see that the other party looked at him with a half-smile. He immediately felt that something was wrong and could only surrender: "Forget it, forget it, can't I just tell the truth?"

"Haha, a woman who can make Brother Fengyu so upset and embarrassed must be either from a prominent family or very talented. Moreover, Brother Fengyu is not heartless to her, but very affectionate. Come, tell me about it, I'm very interested."

Song Fengyu seemed to be meeting Wang Lu for the first time today. He was more ferocious than a woman when it came to gossip. He laughed and said, "If it's a blessing, it's not a disaster. If it's a disaster, you can't avoid it. This story starts from when I was a child. At that time, my father took me, a baby, to hide from place to place, and finally chose a secluded place."

"However, although my father was very powerful, I, as a baby, was unable to deal with him. I had no choice but to transform myself and find a farmer's family to spend some money. That's how I was raised by Bai Niang's family."

"Hey, do you think the things in the world are so ingenious? Fate is so unpredictable. In the second year, Bai Niang gave birth to a daughter. They were originally a mortal couple, but their daughter Bai Qiaoqiao possessed spiritual roots, and they were also golden spiritual roots of the heavenly spiritual roots. Even dad couldn't explain this matter. Of course, it was also dad who sensed the spiritual power surrounding Bai Qiaoqiao, and secretly took her to sneak into a medium-sized sect to test it. When it was tested that she had golden spiritual roots of the heavenly spiritual roots, dad was shocked. He thought about it again and again, and seeing that I still couldn't walk and Bai Qiaoqiao was extremely talented, he had to stay at Bai Niang's house for a while."

"That's how we stayed for six years. Dad taught me the Song family's top-level heavenly technique, "Melting Furnace Record", and Bai Qiaoqiao practiced the "Golden Finger", which was also a top-level heavenly technique that Dad got from somewhere. At that time, we quarreled all the time and fought every day. Either I made her cry, or she knocked me down. After getting angry with each other, we soon got tired of each other. We ate, practiced, and even slept together. We made rapid progress, but Dad would not let us enter the first level of Qi Refining. He was always polishing our foundation and strengthening our foundation. Until that night, Dad solemnly told us that tonight would be our first day in the world of immortal cultivation. Bai Qiaoqiao and I danced, sang, and danced, and hugged each other with joy and excitement. Then, according to Dad's instructions, in less than ten breaths, I gathered a weak magic power and entered the Qi Refining stage."

"When I was practicing for ten great cycles, all of a sudden, I felt a black screen in front of my eyes, and I lost consciousness."

"The next day, after I woke up from a daze, the first thing I did was to shout and scream with joy, telling Dad that I had cultivated magical powers."

"Dad just smiled and took me flying without saying a word for who knows how far. Mountains and rivers were moving away from me. I struggled and cried, wanting to find Bai Qiaoqiao, but Dad let me do whatever I wanted until he was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep."

"I haven't seen or heard from her since that night."

"My heart feels empty, as if I have lost my most beloved and precious thing."

"It was not until fifteen years later when I condensed the golden elixir that my father told me that ten years ago, he went to Bai Niang's house. According to Bai Niang, three years after they disappeared, an old man with a white beard suddenly came to the village. He walked with a limp and looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind."

"When the old man saw Bai Qiaoqiao, he was as happy as a child. For some reason, Bai Qiaoqiao was very intimate with the old man whom she had never met before. After obtaining the consent of Bai Niang and her husband, the old man took her in. The two lived in the Bai family for a while and then left the village, never to return."

Song Fengyu looked up at the sky and spoke out the childhood memories that were buried deep in his heart.

It seems like yesterday and I have never forgotten it.