Mortal's journey to immortality

In an elegant room on the second floor, smoke curled up on the coffee table, exuding a strange fragrance that was very light but refreshing. The interior decoration was rough yet elegant, which showed that the owner must be a rough but delicate person. people.

The bull-headed mask monk and Wang Lu sat opposite each other. Wang Lu took a cup of green spiritual tea and drank it in one gulp. He couldn't help but praise: "Good tea!"

"Fellow Taoist, have you heard of Yuncha Xuan? This is a sect that specializes in spiritual tea. The spiritual tea produced by this sect is famous all over the world. This is a medium-sized sect in the eastern part of the West Desert. I spent a lot of effort to make this. If you like it, fellow Taoist, I will have someone install some for you later." The bull-headed monk said with a smile.

"Oh, that's it. Let's not mention this for now. I don't know why your friend sent me a message. I don't seem to have any dealings with you. Besides, how did you know that I was refining the elixir?" Wang Lu stared intently. Looking at him, I wanted to see some clues in his masked eyes.

"I really admire you for your boldness as a master of art. You must have seen at the previous trade fair that I am also a holder of the Golden Order. Ha, do you still remember the underground trade fair five years ago? The Sifang Dingtian Cauldron Do you still have an impression?" The bull-headed monk looked at Wang Lu and said with deep meaning.

"court death!"

Hearing this, Wang Lu was furious, and a dazzling green light suddenly exploded in his arms, and then the whole room was filled with green.

In this completely unfamiliar northern Xinjiang, anyone who knows his true identity or secretly investigates or follows him must die. Otherwise, with the current strength of Mi Tianhua and his talisman-making skills, he will know his existence. When the time comes, he will He raised his arms, and there must be countless people working for him. Countless assassins and assassins swarmed in, and he became a rat on the street. Everyone yelled and beat him, and it was too late to escape. What time was left to implement the great cause of alchemy and practice stably?

What he wants to do is to kill people and silence them. He would rather kill thousands of people by mistake than let one person go.

In less than two breaths, the green light dissipated, and the room fell into dead silence.

However, Wang Lu knew that the opponent was not killed by his sudden six-star Gongyue Blade, but used a very superb magical power to hide in the room.

"Hmph, if you can't escape, I'll force you out." Wang Lu said calmly to the empty room.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind rolled up in the room, green light filled the air, and swords emerged in layers. The whole room began to shake even with the blessing of a large array.

"Fellow Taoist, please be slow, please listen to what I have to say!" The bull-faced monk did not expect that Wang Lu would go on a killing spree at the slightest disagreement. He was so horrified that he could no longer control his body shape, appeared and roared. .

"broken!"

Like spring thunder, the whole room was shaken violently by the swarm of green blades, and there was a possibility of being turned into ash at any time.

Seeing this, the bull-faced monk knew that he had to fight hard. The opponent's magical power was too sharp. A formation plate came through the air. He shot dozens of magic spells into it with both hands in an instant. The whole room was like a candle in the wind, flickering on and off. .

At the same time, he shouted again: "Don't you Taoist disciples not want to know the secret of why your alchemy failed in the Sifang Dingtian Cauldron?"

He was so anxious that his sentences made absolutely no sense.

Wang Lu's eyes widened, and the room suddenly became calm. The seven green dots were like seven tiny fireflies, chasing and playing around him happily. Even in the bright and clean room, they were still so dazzling.

"Half-step spiritual treasure!",

When the bull-faced monk saw Wang Lu's six-star Gongyue Blade, which had shrunk a thousand times, he couldn't help shouting in surprise.

"Your Excellency, you'd better not play any tricks, otherwise, you will be buried the next moment," Wang Lu glanced at him casually, and then said, "Also, if you want to talk to me about some nonsense, you can do it. Don’t blame me for not reminding you.”

"Hey, fellow Taoist has a very strong temper and evil spirit. He is going to kill someone before he finishes speaking. It seems that there is a big pressure in his heart... Ah!" The bull-headed male cultivator was watching. After seeing Wang Lu's unkind look, he immediately realized something was wrong and quickly shut up.

"If you keep nagging, you will die," Wang Lu stared at him and said, "Now, I ask you to answer, if you tell a lie, die!"

After feeling that Wang Lu was really serious, the bull-headed monk could only nod.

"How did you know that I was the one who traded the Sifang Dingtian Cauldron with you?"

"Except for this question, I answered everything else truthfully. I swear on my inner demons that if I have the slightest intention of persecuting you and leaking information about you, I will be snatched away by the demons and become a walking scum! At the same time, , I can also tell you a secret, as long as your cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul stage, you will never be touched by me again, even if you are close at hand." The bull-headed monk swore with his finger in the sky.

It is strange to say that as long as Wang Lu has not broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, he can sense within a radius of one million miles. However, this person seems to be blinded by something. Once the distance exceeds five hundred miles, he will He would lose his sense of him, which made him very confused.

Wang Lu didn't expect that his first question would make this man swear an oath of inner demons. Unless he was killed on the spot, he would have no choice but to believe his words.

"How are you so sure that my alchemy will fail?"

The bull-headed monk said nothing and handed Wang Lu a jade slip.

Wang Lu's consciousness swept away, and he was instantly furious, almost killing him with one blow.

"Huh, that's it. I was thinking, with my hundreds of thousands of elixirs, why can't I make an elixir once? I have to use special methods to refine this cauldron. No wonder there is always something weird when I collect the elixir. I didn't expect you to have a hand." Wang Lu was about to burst out as he spoke. He worked hard day and night to refine the elixir, but he didn't expect that it would be destroyed by the Sifang Dingtian Cauldron.

"What do you mean, bribe me?"

Suddenly, the bull-headed monk handed a storage bag in front of him, and Wang Lu once again put away the six-star gongyue blade that was about to explode.

He took the storage bag unceremoniously, and after looking it over, most of the anger in his heart was instantly extinguished as if it were covered with ice and snow, but he still asked coldly: "Why didn't you say it then and only now? What's your intention?"

"At that time, at that time, I stole the Sifang Tianding Cauldron from the family's secret treasury. Hehe, I felt guilty and was careless. I didn't want to return to the family, and then I discovered that this Dingtian Cauldron needed to be refined, otherwise the elixir would be made. The failure rate is 100%. I also knew this, so I came here again, hey, I didn’t expect to meet you again." The bull-headed monk scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

When Wang Lu saw him, he didn't look like he was cheating. What made him confused was that this person seemed like a child in front of him.

And his intuition also told him that this person had no intention of harming him, so he would be patient and listen to him.

So, Wang Lu finally showed a smile and said: "Okay, since I don't want to show my true face, I'll leave."

"Hey, see you later." The bull-headed monk waved to him.

"Never again!"

Wang Lu left with lingering confusion. What he still couldn't figure out was what was this person's background, what was his purpose, and how did he find him?

After Wang Lu left, the bull-headed monk gently wiped his face, and he couldn't help but let out a burst of wanton and hearty laughter.

If Wang Lu were here, he would definitely have this question: He has definitely never seen this person before; however, it is strange that he looks so familiar?