Mortal Cultivator

Wang Lu was dressed in white clothes, his black hair was blowing in the wind, and his figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree. He appeared in the fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist, among the jade buildings and jade palaces that he had not seen for a long time, as if he were a banished immortal. In the past years, he was just an unknown little immortal in the immortal world, struggling to survive.

Suffering from the oppression of powerful enemies and the strife of forces, he was surrounded by many injustices and hardships. In desperation, he left for another world and endured a life of nine deaths in the wilderness outside the territory, tempering himself in a desperate situation.

Devouring the power of the stars, comprehending the rules of chaos, and finally reaching the state of the Great Perfection of the Immortal Emperor, now that he has returned, his eyes show the indifference after experiencing vicissitudes and the domineering aura of overlooking all living beings.

Stepping into the portal of the fairy world, the heavenly soldiers and generals who guarded the gate in the past wanted to step forward and scold him, but when they touched Wang Lu's seemingly material pressure, his legs became weak and he collapsed to the ground. He looked at this strange and familiar figure in horror, and his memory There seems to be an impression deep down.

But he never dared to be associated with the "down and out little fairy" back then. Wang Lu didn't glance at them before he stepped out and arrived at the bustling long street of the fairy world. There were many shops on both sides of the street, selling a dazzling array of elixirs, magic weapons, and talismans. Immortals were coming and going, riding clouds or wielding swords, laughing and leisurely. , but in Wang Lu's eyes, this peaceful scene brought back sour memories of the past.

"Hey, isn't this Wang Lu who was expelled from the Immortal Sect back then? How dare he come back?" A sharp and harsh voice came. Wang Lu looked sideways and saw that it was Liu Feng, a playboy in the Immortal Sect back then. Relying on his family's power, , who had humiliated and made things difficult for him many times.

He still looked arrogant now, but when he met Wang Lu's deep gaze, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, but he could rely on the followers behind him to maintain his arrogance.

The corner of Wang Lu's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a hint of a sneer. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and waved lightly, and an invisible strong wind swept away with majestic immortal power. Before Liu Feng had time to react, he felt that his body was like It was struck by lightning and flew several feet backwards, smashing several stalls on the street.

Lying in the dust in a state of embarrassment, vomiting blood at the mouth, his face was full of horror, and his past arrogant look was gone. "Have those who insulted me ever thought about today?" Wang Lu's voice was calm.

But it was like a thunder that echoed in everyone's ears, and the streets became silent for an instant. Everyone looked at him with awe in their eyes, knowing that the person in front of them was no longer what they used to be, and he was an existence they could not afford to offend.

The news spread like a whirlwind throughout all the sects and families in the Immortal World. The Immortal Ancestors came out one after another and gathered in the Immortal Court Meeting Hall, looking solemn to discuss countermeasures. "When this son returns, the Immortal Emperor's Dzogchen cultivation is unfathomable. There was a lot of resentment when he left the world.

I'm afraid it's going to cause a bloody storm. How should I respond? "A white-haired Immortal Lord said worriedly. Everyone was talking about it, and some wanted to win over him.

Promises of high positions, generous salaries, and rare magical resources turned conflicts into treasures; those who proposed a joint encirclement and suppression were worried that their desire for revenge would expand and endanger the existing structure of the fairy world, so they took advantage of their unstable foothold to strike first to gain strength.

Wang Lu ignored the undercurrents in the immortal world and strolled to the former site of the immortal gate. The place had long been deserted. The ruins and walls were full of mottled traces eroded by the years and were overgrown with weeds. Only the old locust tree that had practiced with him still stood upright. .

As if watching the past. He raised his hand and stroked the tree trunk, and the images of practicing hard in the past and being ridiculed and ostracized by his classmates emerged one by one. A trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, and he sighed softly: "Things have changed and people have changed. Times have changed. I came back today just to seek justice." But my heart is knotted.”

While he was thinking about it, several rays of light came over. The leader was Zhao Xuan, the current head of the Immortal Sect. With a smile on his face, he bowed his hands and saluted: "Wang Xianzun, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have the same style. What happened back then was actually from our Immortal Sect. I feel extremely guilty for this, so I’m going to give you a small gift today.

Wang Xianzun Haihan. After saying that, he signaled the disciples behind him to present many rare magic weapons, elixirs and wonderful medicines, which were placed all over the place. Wang Lu glanced over, his expression unwavering, "When I was expelled, no one said a fair word to me, but now that I see my power, If you are strong, you will come to please me. You, the Immortal Sect, are still like this. "

Zhao Xuan's face was full of embarrassment, and he was sweating like rain. Just as he was about to say more, Wang Lu waved his hand: "That's all, I have no intention of making things difficult for you. I will wipe out all the grudges in the past. I just hope that the same mistakes will not be repeated in the future. The Immortal Sect should be based on the right path and not rely on strength to bully the weak. "Zhao Xuan was granted amnesty, and he claimed that he was right and led everyone to retreat.

However, deep in the fairy world, there is a dark force ready to move. The black-robed old man, the headmaster of "Moyuan", looked at the image of Wang Lu in the crystal ball, and said with a sinister smile: "The Immortal Emperor's Dzogchen is an excellent container. If we can seize it, we, Moyuan, will dominate the immortal world just around the corner." Send an order to summon the elite of Moyuan, lay down a dragnet, and prepare to ambush Wang Lu.

Wang Lu walked to a valley, which was full of immortal energy. He used to be a place where he often came to pick spiritual grass. He was about to remember the past. The surrounding space was instantly distorted. A group of Demon Abyss cultists appeared with demonic energy billowing around them. They were holding strange magic weapons. It rushed towards him with open teeth and claws.

"Hmph, what a trick." Wang Lu snorted coldly, and kept his body motionless. The immortal power around his body spontaneously protected his body, forming a layer of crystal light. The demon cultivator's attack hit it like a mud cow entering the sea.

It rippled a few times and then disappeared without a trace. Behind his hands, he looked at everyone with cold eyes, "Moyuan, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so unscrupulous, trying to use an egg to hit a stone."

The black-robed headmaster hid in the darkness. Seeing that the raid was fruitless, he became angry and took action himself. With his hands dancing, a black torrent surged out from the depths of the demon abyss, turning into a ferocious monster and roaring towards Wang Lu.

Wherever it passes, rocks are shattered, the land is scorched black, and the space seems to be torn apart. Wang Lu looked solemn, stepped on the soles of his feet, and rose into the air. He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered words. In an instant, the stars in the sky twinkled.

The bright stars condensed into substantial sword shadows and slashed at the monsters overwhelmingly. Each sword contained the destructive power of the stars. The monsters screamed and disintegrated one after another, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating.

The black-robed master was shocked and wanted to run away. How could Wang Lu allow him to escape so easily? In a flash, he was in front of him and raised his hand to pinch his throat. "Back then, the Demonic Abyss was a disaster to the Immortal World. I was powerless to stop it." , Today is the day of your death.”

After saying this, the immortal power surged in the palm of the hand. The black-robed master's body trembled violently, and the magic power in his body was disordered. His eyes widened in despair. The life disappeared, and the body fell into the dust. When everyone in the Demon Abyss saw that the master was dead, the morale of the army was in chaos, and they dispersed like birds and beasts.

After this battle, Wang Lu's prestige became even greater, all forces in the immortal world completely surrendered, and no one dared to have second thoughts. He did not take any credit and was arrogant. He gave a sermon at the top of the Immortal Court, shared his insights and experience in practicing outside the realm, and analyzed the secrets of the rules of heaven and earth.

It has attracted countless immortals to listen and understand, and the atmosphere of the immortal world has become new. In the past, intrigues and fights for power and profit have become less and less, and those who study Taoism and pursue immortality are increasing day by day.

On a quiet moonlit night, Wang Lu sat alone on the top of the Immortal Mountain, looking at the vast galaxy, his thoughts drifting far away. From the poor little immortal back then to the invincible immortal now, he had a bumpy journey, experiencing the warmth and coldness of the human world and the vicissitudes of the immortal world. Although he is now invincible, he knows it well.

The road to spiritual practice is endless. This fairy world is just a corner of the vast world. There are still many unknowns waiting to be explored in the future. He will shoulder the responsibility of guarding the right path of the fairy world. With an invincible posture, he will move towards a wider world and continue to write an immortal chapter of his own legend.

In the world of cultivating immortals, Wang Lu is a leader among the younger generation of Qingyun Sect. He has a tall and straight figure, his eyes are full of agility and perseverance, and his green shirt moves with the wind, showing his unrestrained style.

Recently, the elder of the sect has been poisoned by a strange poison. The only antidote is the half-demon grass that was born in the depths of the Demonic Abyss. This grass is derived from the demonic aura of the Demonic Abyss and the aura of the earth's veins. It is rare and extremely dangerous. Wang Lu resolutely took this step. Difficult mission, carry your bag and sword, and embark on the road to the Demon Abyss alone.

The land of Demon Abyss is shrouded in dark and thick fog all year round. The surrounding cliffs are as steep as a knife, with jagged rocks and the smell of decay and blood. At the entrance, a gloomy coldness hit his face. Wang Lu tightened his clothes, recited the mantra silently, and stepped inside with a faint halo of spiritual power. As soon as we entered the abyss, we could hear the cries of ghosts and howls of wolves. It seemed like countless evil spirits were shuttled in the shadows. In the dark, green will-o'-the-wisps flickered, gathering and dispersing.

Not long after moving forward, a three-headed demon dog jumped out of the cave on the side. Its fur was like steel needles, its fangs were dripping with sticky black liquid, and it roared and rushed towards Wang Lu. Wang Lu drew his sword out of its sheath. The sword made a crisp sound, and with a flash of cold light, he ducked sideways to avoid the attack of the demon dog, and swung his sword towards his neck. The demon dog turned around nimbly, and swung its claws, and the strong wind howled. Wang Lu tapped his toes and performed the "Qingfeng Step", making his body look like a phantom.

He walked around behind the demon dog and stabbed it with a sword, hitting its back. The demon dog was in pain and roared even louder. Its three heads spurted flames and heat waves rolled in. Wang Lu was not in a hurry, and poured his spiritual power into the sword, drawing a half-moon arc, splitting the flames, and leaping into the air with the help of the force. The sword flower flashed, and after several clicks, the demon dog whimpered a few times, fell to the ground suddenly, and turned into a demon dog. The black smoke dissipated, leaving only a magic crystal hanging in the air. Wang Lu pocketed it with a move of his hand. This magic crystal can help with cultivation and can also resist the evil power of the devil's abyss.

Going deeper, the terrain becomes more and more complex. The ground is full of fissures of hot magma, with steam rising and acrid thick smoke filling the air. Wang Lu carefully stepped on the ground that was only room for one foot. Suddenly he heard a whistling sound above his head. He raised his eyes and saw a group of vampire bat demons flying in, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The bat wings were like sharp blades and glowed with cold light.

He quickly formed a seal and held up a spiritual shield in front of him. The bat demons hit it with a loud bang and sparks of spiritual power. Wang Lu glanced sternly and removed his shield. He held the sword in both hands and rotated it at high speed, just like a tornado. The sword wind roared and hit the bat demon, instantly crushing it. The remaining limbs were scattered, and black blood was like rain.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the demonic aura of the Demonic Abyss became more and more intense, as if it was about to condense into substance and corrode the mind. Wang Lu gradually felt a splitting headache and his consciousness was in a trance. When he was trying to hold on, a strange stone forest appeared in front of him. The stone pillars were carved with ferocious runes and faintly emitted magic power fluctuations.

In the stone forest, a graceful figure loomed. The woman's face was covered by gauze, her skin was like gelatin, and her sweet voice was charming: "Young master, come here to rest, why go to danger..." Wang Lu knew that this was the illusion of the Demonic Abyss, and bit into it. The tip of the tongue wakes up with severe pain, closes the eyes and concentrates, runs the Qingxin Jue, waits for the mind to stabilize, opens the eyes and shouts: "It's a small trick!"

Raising his sword to slash at the illusion, the woman screamed and turned into a wisp of blue smoke. The stone forest trembled, the runes glowed brightly, and black lightning struck down. Wang Lu dodged left and right, narrowly avoiding it, but his clothes were scratched. Broken in many places.

After going through many hardships, we finally reached the hinterland of the Demonic Abyss. The place was dark and dead, except for a deep pool in the center, with no grass growing around it. The pool water exuded a faint blue light, seeming to hide endless secrets. Wang Lu looked around, but saw no trace of the semi-demon grass. While he was wondering, a whirlpool emerged from the pond, and a giant demonic python broke out of the water. The python's body was covered with golden magic patterns, its eyes were like lanterns, its mouth opened, and the fishy wind hit his face. .

Wang Lu knew that this battle would be difficult, so he first threw several talismans and turned them into spiritual cages to trap the demon python. The demon python struggled hard and the cage creaked. He took the opportunity to rise into the air with his sword, and the spiritual energy around his body surged, converging on the sword body, and shouted: "Heaven-Destroying Sword Jue!"

The sword was like a rainbow piercing the sun, slashing down with a huge force. The demon python broke free from the cage and raised its head to fight. The two collided, and the light flashed, just like daylight. Wang Lu was shocked several feet away, vomiting blood, and the demon python also The scales cracked and blood gurgled.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a strange grass slowly grew by the pond. Half of the grass leaf was crystal clear like jade, and the other half was as black as ink. It was the half-demon grass. Wang Lu propped himself up, staggered closer, carefully picked it and sealed it in a jade box. At this time, a feeling of weakness swept over his body.

But the mission was completed, the corners of his mouth rose, he took the healing pill, adjusted his breath, and took the half-demon grass, followed the way he came, dragged his tired body, and walked out of the dangerous demon abyss step by step, bringing back hope for the elders. When he returned to the sect, another legendary story spread in the world of immortal cultivation.

The night fell, the stars disappeared, and Lingxiao Mountain was shrouded in a dead haze. In the depths of the demon abyss, the thick and ink-like evil spirit surged, just like an evil beast that chose people to devour. Waves of rotten breath wrapped in shrill roars shuttled between the jagged rocks. Shangguan Ruoxi was dressed in white, and should have been graceful like a banished fairy, but now her white clothes were stained with blood, her sword-like eyebrows were tightly knitted, and she held the magic sword and tried to resist the invasion of the surrounding demons.

"Humph, you little girl who doesn't know the height of the world dared to break into this gloomy and terrifying demon abyss alone, you are really courting death! Today, this is where you will be buried!" Accompanied by a creepy laugh, the leader hidden in the thick demon shadows revealed his hideous and distorted face. He was seen waving the magic wand in his hand, muttering something, commanding many demons with bared fangs and claws to rush towards Shangguan Ruoxi like a surging tide.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Shangguan Ruoxi was not afraid at all. There was a cold light flashing in her beautiful eyes, and the long sword in her hand danced like a storm. Each sword was accompanied by a sharp sword energy, and the monsters that rushed up were slashed one after another. However, these monsters seemed endless, and the magic power they released was endless, like a black torrent, constantly impacting Shangguan Ruoxi's defense line.

Although Shangguan Ruoxi fought hard, as time went by, the spiritual power in her body gradually dried up. The originally agile and agile figure began to become shaky, and the swordsmanship was no longer as sharp as before. At this moment, a strange and evil force suddenly attacked from the side, as fast as lightning, leaving people no time to dodge. Shangguan Ruoxi only felt a sharp pain in her chest, followed by a mouthful of blood gushing out, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken line, and finally fell heavily next to a charred boulder.

The seriously injured Shangguan Ruoxi raised her head with difficulty, looking at the demons in front of her who were still rampant and domineering, her heart was full of resentment and anger. She was unwilling to be defeated by this group of evil people, and she was even more unwilling to end her life here. However, at this moment, she didn't even have the strength to stand up, and could only watch those demons getting closer and closer, and her consciousness gradually sank into the abyss of darkness...

At the same time, at the foot of the mountain, Wang Lu was walking fast in a black robe, looking anxious. He and Shangguan Ruoxi had a deep friendship in the same school. They practiced and played together since childhood, and they were as close as brothers. Knowing that she had gone into the abyss alone to find ancient magic weapons to balance the growth of demonic energy, Wang Lu was worried and used earth escape techniques all the way to come. The spiritual power was agitated along the way, causing sand and stones to fly.

"Ruoxi, hold on!" When Wang Lu arrived, he saw Shangguan Ruoxi was seriously injured and dying. He was furious. He waved his magic sword, cleared a safe place, picked her up and flew back to the sect. His clothes were fluttering, just like a black stream of light across the night sky, but the beauty in his arms was weak, and there was a line between life and death. His eyes were red and he was anxious.

After returning to the sect, Shangguan Ruoxi was placed in a quiet room. After the elders consulted, they all shook their heads and sighed. She was seriously injured. The demonic energy entered her body and damaged her meridians and internal organs. Ordinary elixirs were powerless to save her. Only the legendary demon-eliminating pill that could purify the demonic energy and repair the meridians could save her. However, its main ingredient, the half-demon grass, grows in extremely dangerous places. It can only be seen once in a thousand years, and it is often accompanied by a guardian beast, which is extremely fierce.

After listening to this, Wang Lu clenched his fists, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes: "Even if it's the ends of the earth, I will find the half-demon grass!" After that, without waiting for everyone to dissuade him, he stepped out of the sect with his bag on his back and stepped into the vast mountains and rivers.

He slept in the open air all the way, visited famous mountains and ancient caves, and asked old friends and hermits about the whereabouts of the half-demon grass. At a green peak surrounded by clouds and mist, he finally met a white-haired medicine man. The medicine man glanced at him, twirled his beard and said: "The half-demon grass is in the depths of the ghost fog swamp, but that place is filled with miasma and poisonous creatures, and there is a seventh-level magic beast 'swamp shadow magic rhino' guarding it. You kid, I'm afraid you will never come back." Wang Lu bowed his hands to thank him, without flinching, turned around and ran towards the ghost fog swamp, his figure shuttled through the mountains and forests, raising dust all the way.

The Ghost Mist Swamp is like hell on earth. The green mist is as thick as porridge, and the pungent smell makes people dizzy. The mud underfoot is soft and hidden with blood-sucking leeches. If you are not careful, you will be entangled. Wang Lu protected his body with spiritual power, held a dagger, and moved forward carefully, killing many poisonous creatures and exploring the way with difficulty. Suddenly, the mud and water in front of him surged, and the "Swamp Shadow Demon Rhino" appeared. It was as big as a mountain, with a single horn glowing with a faint light. It roared and rushed over, splashing mud and water under its hooves, and it was aggressive.

Wang Lu flashed and jumped onto the huge rock beside him. The horns of the "Swamp Shadow Demon Rhino" smashed the boulder, and stone chips flew everywhere. He took advantage of the situation to throw several talismans, and a flash of fire suddenly appeared, burning the rhino's eyes. The demon rhino felt pain and went crazy. It rushed around in the swamp, stirring up the mud and water. Wang Lu seized the opportunity and injected his spiritual power into the spiritual sword. The sword shone brightly and he flew towards the weak spot on the demon rhino's neck. The demon rhino noticed it and shook its head to block. The two fought back and forth, and spiritual power and blood intertwined, splashing the surrounding grass and trees.

After a hard fight, Wang Lu's spiritual power was almost exhausted. His clothes were ragged and scarred, but he saw the demon rhino's flaw and struck with all his strength. The spiritual sword sank into his neck. The demon rhinoceros fell to the ground with a crash, causing a large mud wave. He collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily, and after a moment he stood up. In a rock crevice at the bottom of the swamp, he found the half-demon grass. The leaves were blue and purple, and the veins were shimmering, just like stars in the dark night. Wang Lu He picked it carefully and put it into a special jade box. His face was full of exhaustion but he could not hide his joy.

On the way back, Wang Lu was attacked by the remnants of the Demon Abyss. In order to protect the Half-Demon Grass, he was injured again. His spiritual power was disordered and he stopped walking. Finally, he dragged his broken body back to the clan. He was already haggard, but he rushed to the quiet room as soon as possible. Give the half-demon grass to the elder to make an elixir.

In the sect's alchemy room, several elders were sitting around the furnace with solemn expressions, controlling the fire. Half-magic grass was thrown into the alchemy furnace. The flames instantly changed color, blue and green intertwined, and the medicinal power surged and merged in the furnace. Wang Lu stood guard outside the door, sitting uneasily, pacing back and forth, sometimes standing on tiptoe to look, sometimes leaning against the door and listening quietly, his hands clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turned white, and he was filled with prayers.

After three days and three nights, the torment was unbearable, and the fragrant fragrance drifted from the furnace. The moment the elixir was completed, the light was dazzling, like the rising sun breaking through the clouds. The elder held out the demon-killing elixir, and runes loomed on the crystal elixir, just like a living tadpole, flowing with a mysterious aura. Wang Lu took it, rushed to the quiet room, helped Shangguan Ruoxi, fed her the elixir, and gently placed his palm on her back, sending spiritual power to help the medicine dissolve.

Shangguan Ruoxi's face was as pale as paper. After taking the elixir, her body first trembled slightly, and then fine beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. The demonic energy in her body was like ice and snow meeting the warm sun, being forced out in strands. The meridians were slowly repaired under the nourishment of the medicine. The originally dull aura gradually became calmer and stronger, and the color of his lips also became rosy. After a long time, she opened her eyes slowly, and what came into view was Wang Lu's haggard but concerned face. Her eyes heated up: "Wang Lu, you..."

Wang Lu grinned, his eyes were red, full of joy and relief of surviving the disaster: "Fool, you are finally awake, you scared me to death!" He held her shoulders tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that she would disappear again, and their eyes met each other, showing friendship. loving Silk, the past years emerge bit by bit, and through adversity and adversity, the feelings in the heart quietly take root and sprout, blooming with a touch of tenderness. In the quiet room, only the affectionate gaze is left, and the warm light shines through the window, reflecting the couple who have experienced life and death.

After Shangguan Ruoxi recovered, she and Wang Lu practiced and lived in the sect, and their friendship grew stronger. They often walked by the stream, watched the stars on the top of the cliff, taught each other cultivation experiences, and became inseparable. However, the demonic energy of the Demonic Abyss became increasingly rampant and the surrounding villages were in ruins. The sect decided to send a team of elite disciples to fight against it. The two volunteered to join the expedition and stood at the front of the expedition team, looking resolute and looking towards the distance in the direction of the Demonic Abyss.

On the day of the expedition, the sky broke at dawn, the clouds were like fire, and in the Zongmen Square, everyone was dressed in fancy clothes and swords were drawn. Wang Lu gently stroked Shangguan Ruoxi's hair and said softly: "There are many dangers in entering the devil's abyss this time. Stay close to me and don't show off." Shangguan Ruoxi nodded with a smile and held his hand with his backhand: "Live and die together. , never retreat." After saying that, the two of them followed the team and took to the air, just like one. A group of silver and white arrows pierced the sky, rushing towards the devil's abyss where the devil's energy was billowing and full of dangers. The figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the ambition and pride echoing in the wind. The story began again on the unknown and dangerous road, continuing to fight against the devil and protect it. A passionate chapter about life and love for each other.