Mortal's journey to immortality

After walking out of the room, the third floor was much smaller. There were only seven or eight monks, all of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage with extraordinary strength.

Seeing Wang Lu duck out, the eyelids of a middle-aged man and a young man dressed as a scholar twitched slightly. Although they were fleeting, they were still caught clearly under Wang Lu's snowy eyes. Chu.

In his memory, this was the first time the two met, which made him a little confused.

It's easier to go downstairs than it is to go upstairs. After I fired the magic formula, I suddenly returned to the Cuige Hall.

After less than half a stick of incense, the hall was still bustling with activity. He walked straight out and headed towards the teleportation hall on the left side of the hall.

There is only a wall between the teleportation hall and the trading hall. As one of the ten largest cities under Qianyu Island, Cui Town also has dozens of teleportation arrays leading to various parts of the South China Sea continent.

Just by teleporting continuously and directly to the west, you can reach Tianhai City in the shortest time.

Arriving at the spacious, bright and relatively quiet teleportation hall, a large square room selling talismans is located in the central area. There are several lobbies on the front, back, left and right. The name of the city where you are going is clearly marked on the door.

Hundreds of people either stood silently or sat silently, all waiting for their respective transmissions.

Most people cultivate at the Golden Core stage, and there are also some people at the Nascent Soul stage and other realms.

After a brief glance, it turned out that Jiuzhou was not far from the door he entered, flashing in.

In less than ten breaths, amidst the noise and confusion of everyone, a strong silver light rose into the sky, and the teleportation array to Jiuzhou suddenly opened. Wang Lu embarked on the craziest extreme teleportation in his life.

"boom!"

In a flash of light, Wang Lu came to Jiuzhou.

Next stop, Shunfu.

At the talisman purchasing department, a storage bag containing 20,000 high-grade spiritual stones was placed on the counter. The handsome male cultivator of the late Jindan stage who was selling the talisman penetrated his spiritual consciousness and asked, "Senior, where are you going?"

"Shunfu."

The Jindan man put away his storage bag without hesitation and quickly took out a palm-sized silver teleportation talisman.

Are you kidding me? I have never met such a generous person. He only needs 15,000 high-grade spiritual stones, and the extra 5,000 can be deployed by him at his discretion.

Wang Lu said nothing, glanced at the hundreds of people in the hall, and quickly headed towards the lobby of "Shun Mansion".

Stepping onto the teleportation array, the spell was fired, the silver light flashed, and the array was activated.

......

Fifty-eight transmissions were carried out almost without interruption. Even though Wang Lu had deep magic power, powerful spiritual consciousness, and strong physical body, he could not withstand the pull back and forth of space and the constant vibration.

It made him physically tired, his mind trembling, and his whole body ached like needles.

Half an hour later, after spending more than one million high-grade spiritual stones, he finally returned to the blossoming Tianhai City.

This is a huge, splendid and bustling palace.

Wang Lu cleared his head and ran towards the door regardless of the surprised looks of many people in the hall.

Many times before, when people saw him walking out of the teleportation array alone, he had such an expression. It was no surprise.

Yinluan Pavilion is located in the center of Tianhai City. The city lord's palace is about ten thousand miles away from Yinluan Pavilion. Time is urgent. In addition, there are many powerful people in Tianhai City. There is no extra scruple. With an astonishing speed of 630 feet per breath , fled far away.

At this time, at night, the sky is filled with stars, reflecting the light blue halo emitted by the sea jade pavement. The entire Tianhai City is dreamlike and extremely charming.

Half an hour later, a large-scale Fengluan building with a unique shape flashed into view. Walking into it, it was very lively.

A middle-stage foundation-building girl in silver clothes came forward. Wang Lu glanced at her and said directly: "Is Silver One Hundred and Thirteen here?"

Wang Lu's invisible cultivation, ferocious appearance, powerful aura, and tough and irreversible tone made the female cultivator press her body down in fear, but she was not afraid. Who dared to scream and act recklessly in Yinluanxuan? Such people have already Not seen for hundreds of thousands of years.

She put away her fear and said, "I have met my senior. One hundred and thirteen silver dollars are the deacons of Jixuan. I will pass this on to this junior."

"I'm waiting for him on the second floor. With his methods, he must know which secret room I am in."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Lu's figure appeared on the second floor.

Like changing places, a spark suddenly appears.

"So fast!"

The girl's lips parted slightly.

Wang Lu randomly chose an open room, sat on the main seat, and waited silently.

Less than half a moment later, the door opened.

A steady and handsome male cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan stepped into the room. He was not Huang Yuanjie, Yinjiu's disciple, or someone else.

Huang Yuanjie stepped into the door and opened the formation. When he saw Wang Lu with a dark and gloomy aura, his body was shocked. This person was very strong, very difficult to mess with, and impossible to see through.

Master once said that people with unclear auras often have condensed their magic power to a very deep level to achieve this.

He politely cupped his fists and said: "Senior, I'm polite, I'll give you one hundred and thirteen dollars..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sentence came from his ears that made him startled.

"Huang Yuanjie, where is your master Yinjiu?"

Wang Lu asked coldly, and with his magic power, a mountain of pressure surged toward him.

He didn't expect that the other party would take action as soon as he said a word, and it would be as grand as the ocean.

"what!"

Huang Yuanjie shouted loudly, and activated all his magic power. A yellow halo guarded him impregnably. Fortunately, the opponent's heavy magic pressure came and went faster.

Looking blankly at Wang Lu's condensed expression, he did not activate the protective formation or call for help, but the other party actually knew that he had worshiped Yin Jiu. This secret was known to no one except a few people.

This was such a surprise to him.

He has not yet cultivated the Nascent Soul, so he cannot return to the mysterious "original clan" mentioned by the master. At that time, apart from him and the master, only two people understood this secret, right?

Thinking of this, Huang Yuanjie suddenly realized, bowed and said: "Master Nephew Huang Yuanjie pays homage to Master Qiu!"

"Humph, you are quite sensible. Where is your master?" Wang Lu asked.

Seeing Huang Yuanjie being unable to speak, Wang Lu couldn't help but get a little angry and said in a serious tone: "Speak quickly, I have something important to do."

"Since the elders asked, the juniors will tell the truth. The master left the "Baihua Pavilion" where he lived three years ago without leaving any message. I don't know where my nephew went?" Huang Yuanjie said worriedly.

This answer made Wang Lu a little confused.

Huh? Three years.

Could it be that Yinjiu and his senior brother went to look for the great monk in the late Yuan Ying period. Due to the urgency of the situation, the two of them gave chase after a moment. Otherwise, Yinjiu's watertightness would not be talked about by others, but his own love Disciple, he will definitely leave some news for him.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. Wang Lu suddenly asked: "Master Nephew, Moyou, did your master ask for anything from you before leaving?"