This is what cultivating immortals is like

After encountering the so-called tombkeeper twice, Lu Bei felt that he had discovered a hidden mission. There was a mysterious organization hiding in the world with unknown purpose, unknown motives, and a huge conspiracy.

Due to the scarcity of information, he knew very little about this villain organization and could not even make basic deductions. He simply stopped pressing and looked towards the second level of the secret realm.

Under the starry sky, the sky is round.

The earth is dotted with Cishan mountains, which are cascading and undulating, like the motionless raging waves on the black ocean.

At the main peak, the black mountains roar in the wind, resembling a mighty divine beast. The surrounding yin energy is so strong that it is so dark that it is impossible to identify its true appearance.

Lu Bei used his magical power, but could not see anything clearly for a while. He could only see the beast's ferocious figure, its ink-like beard and hair dancing, and it had an indescribable pressure.

If it were other demon cultivators who saw this sacred mountain, they would definitely bow down and bow down because of the suppressed bloodline. However, the three of them in Lu Bei said it was okay. In terms of bloodline, who is not an elder brother, so who are they trying to scare?

"There is really a chance in this secret realm, but... the yin energy is a bit heavier."

Hu San raised his hand and touched his chin, pointing to the main peak of Cishan Mountain: "If I guessed correctly, the old man just set up the formation to guide the Yin Qi from this place to the outside world. To be more precise, the Yin Qi was channeled through the Huangquan Channel. Suck it away.”

"so what?"

"So it's unreasonable!"

Hu San looked at Lu Bei and She Zhang: "Fengtou Mountain was not affected by the secret realm for a while. There were hidden dangers of ghosts in the early years. It's hard to say the exact age. Anyway, before the founding of the Wu Zhou Dynasty, ghosts were haunting this place..."

"The old man has a beard and his life span is not long. He must have come here to seek opportunities to extend his life. The hidden dangers of ghosts and monsters have nothing to do with him, but are caused by Cishan."

"Then the question arises. The secret realm has only appeared in the past few days. The old man brought sixteen eyeballs of the ghost python, and also prepared sixteen for emergencies. He arranged the formation in advance before the Emperor Ji Sect... Where did he get the information and be so well prepared?"

Without waiting for Lu Bei and She Zhang to answer, Hu San continued: "All kinds of impossibilities make me suspicious. Let's make a bold assumption that he has entered the secret realm before it appears."

"Is this possible?"

She Yan said in surprise: "The secret realm is a world of its own. Unless you take the initiative to appear in the world, there is no trace of it, let alone entering it. If the old Taoist priest had such magical powers, he would have been invincible in the world. How could he be trapped in the longevity realm?" bitter?"

Under normal circumstances, She Zhang doesn't want to talk to Hu San. Firstly, Husan has plotted against her. They are enemies rather than friends. Secondly...

Judging by their faces, she and Hu San were destined not to be friends.

Sometimes, She Yan was very lucky. If the fox was a female, Lu Bei would basically have nothing to do with her.

Very good, you can continue to be brothers!

"That's why I said it's unreasonable."

Hu San spread his hands and said: "The world and logic contradict each other. There was something wrong with the old man just now. Unfortunately, he died too quickly. If he was still alive, Xuanyin Division would definitely be able to pry his mouth open with his methods."

Speaking of this, Hu San looked at Lu Bei and asked why he didn't take prisoners.

Because I have a lot of killing experience!

Lu Bei was also helpless: "I wanted to save his life, but who would have thought that with his perfect strength in the Void Refining Realm, he couldn't even take one of my swords... Hey, brother, where are you going? I haven't finished speaking yet. Woolen cloth."

"I'll go over there and take a look. You continue talking, and I'll cover my ears to make sure I can't hear you."

Hu San said angrily, and flew towards the main peak of Cishan. The talisman opened the way and lit dozens of streams of light in mid-air, which scraped the materialized Yin Qi wall.

"Brother, don't show off. You have to rely on formations to draw the Yin Qi in the Void Refining Realm where you can't even take one of my swords. You have little arms and legs, how ridiculous is that!"

Lu Bei came to Hu San happily, ignoring the latter's stinky face, took out the Su Chen Sword with his backhand, and made two gestures at the Yin Qi barrier like a wall of sighs.

"Okay, come on, why are you still standing there?" Seeing Lu Bei's hesitation, Hu San immediately started again.

"Brother, your level is too low. If you don't understand, don't speak. It will appear very ignorant."

Lu Bei said truthfully: "Because I'm so good at it, I'm afraid that if I strike with my sword, the mountain will rise as well, so I have to think carefully about how much strength I should use."

Hu San was so angry that his chest hurt, and Waibi Waibi stood aside, holding back a lot of bad breath, waiting for Lu Bei to finish scraping and spit it out.

Uh-huh! ! !

The white air column swept down, and wherever it passed, the Yin Qi disappeared, and the whole world where it was was wiped out.

In an instant, the distance between heaven and earth narrowed, and the phantom of the mythical beast of Cishan was completely displayed in front of the three people.

It looks like a deer but not a deer, with a divine dragon and an elephant, with horns and scales, a lion with a wild mane, tiger palms and eagle claws, and a pair of fierce eyes that look like evil spirits.

"Kirin?!"

Hu San announced the name of the mythical beast corresponding to the appearance of Cishan, and then added: "It is as black as ink, without any five colors, it is the Mo Qilin."

"It doesn't matter if it's a Mo Qilin or a Fire Qilin, I found a treasure anyway."

Lu Bei chuckled and couldn't help but rub his hands: "Thank you for the gift from nature. The old man has been busy for many years and achieved nothing, which means that this thing is destined to be with me."

"Well, just say so, he can't speak anyway."

Hu San shrugged and followed Lu Bei to the main peak of Cishan Mountain. There was a golden-scaled snake exploring the way, and he soon discovered a palace at the center of the mountain.

The empty palace is majestic, with simple pillars, silently expressing its past glory.

It would be better if it wasn't tattered.

"There seems to have been a battle here. It was very large. Most of the palace was bulldozed. It is expected that the enemy invaded in large numbers. The owner of this place led troops to meet..."

Hu San was fumbling here and there, reasoning about the past battles. His mouth was dry and he realized that no one was paying attention. When he turned around, he saw that Lu Bei and She Zhang had long since disappeared.

Bah, bitches!

He cursed secretly, sniffing the brotherly aura in the air, and soon found the two of them at the end of the hall.

The empty back hall has a clear view. The walls are bare and there are no handed down techniques engraved on them. There are only two items placed on the stone platform in the center.

A black bloodline sealed in a crystal bottle, a piece of chain mail as fine as scales, slim and slim, it looks like a woman's style at first glance.

The two items were suspended in mid-air, with the passing of time but no dust on them. The look of them waiting quietly made Lu Bei once again grateful for the gift of nature.

No need to wait, he's the one.

He waved his hands and easily pulled the two items in front of him. He pushed the chain mail to She Zhang's side and took Mo Qilin's blood into his arms.

The refined blood of the Golden-Winged Dapeng will cost tens of millions of experience. If you practice more, the experience will be in units of hundreds of millions. It is time to sacrifice another clone.

Lu Bei had plans before.

Mo Buxiu once left behind three demon cultivator bloodlines, and the Tianpeng was used by him. After painstaking training, he was successfully promoted to the Golden Winged Dapeng. The snake blood was given to She Zhang for free. Later, the snake god recast the bloodline in She Zhang's body. The bloodline is broken up.

The last dragon's blood...

Lu Bei had left it alone, not because he didn't like it, but because he felt that with the golden-winged roc, building a dragon body would have somewhat overlapping attributes.

There are only three floors of the Demon Evolution Tower, and there are only three opportunities. You have to think carefully, and you would rather leave it empty than waste one opportunity.

"The armor belongs to you, and the unicorn blood belongs to me. Just one for each of us, perfect." Lu Bei clapped his hands, and the division of the spoils was completed.

She Yan frowned and looked at the chainmail. Considering her figure, she might be a little breathless after putting it on.

Fortunately, the problem is not big. A treasure that can be ranked in the same category as Qilin Blood must be extraordinary. The armor refined by ordinary monks can still be as large and small as desired, so there is no reason why this one cannot be done.

Here, Lu Bei and She Zhang finished dividing the spoils. Hu San over there was dumbfounded. He quickly stepped forward and pressed his second brother's shoulders. He widened his eyes and said, "What do you mean by just one piece for each person? Did you miss something?" , where is your big brother, my baby, I’ll also contribute, okay!”

"What I'm saying is that such a big palace, full of traces of time, is not ordinary at first glance. It may be a cornucopia. Brother, please take it away..."

Halfway through his words, the underground palace beneath his feet rumbled and shook, the palace swayed this way and that, and the entire main peak of Cishan collapsed into ruins.

Lu Bei was hanging in the air, facing Hu San's dumbfounded look. He nodded solemnly and said reproachfully: "Look at you. I told you to do it quickly. If you don't listen, it's fine now. The treasure you got has flown away."

"That's unreasonable. It's obvious that your sister-in-law is having an affair with you, so you're favoring her." Hu San was furious.

She Zhang rolled her eyes, what does it mean to have legs? If you can speak, speak louder. The voice is so low that even a blind person can't hear it.

Lu Bei patted the paws on his shoulders and sighed: "Okay, okay, I'll give in. I think you've been wronged, brother. Let's do this. I kindly sponsored a treasured garment. You go back and try it. It doesn't explode... ...If it fits, just give it a squeak and I’ll go to the West Prince’s Mansion to walk around.”

"What does this have to do with the West Prince's Mansion?"

Hu San was confused. When Lu Bei took out the cassock, he touched his chin and thought for two seconds before decisively choosing to obey.

She Zhang was having an affair with Lu Bei and wanted to take something from her, but Lu Bei would definitely disagree. As for taking out the Kirin blood from Lu Bei's pocket...

Laughing to death, it’s impossible.

Take advantage of the options available now and go down the steps, and you can at least get one piece of clothing.

I may not have made any money, but he must have lost money!

Hu San took off his cassock and spoke unsympathetically, saying that someone had forgotten his true love and that brothers would never be able to go back to the past.

Lu Bei felt very aggrieved when he heard this. He presented the facts and made sense. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that, if he was really a person who has forgotten his loyalty, She Zhang should have gained nothing.

The task of pleasing his brother had been settled long ago. Lu Bei didn't talk nonsense with Hu San. With a wave of his hand, he took some magnets, swallowed them, and led the two of them out of the Mo Qilin Secret Realm.

On the first level of the secret realm, players received a personal panel prompt indicating that the main mission was completed and the secret realm was explored. Each player was assigned a thousand experience points based on their contribution.

A thousand experiences are not even enough to squeeze between the teeth!

They speculated that Lu Bei had completed the mission, and they all criticized the game for having bugs. These days, even NPCs can steal missions, and the gaming experience is really bad.

It was impossible to argue with the principal. The disparity in force values ​​was too great. Logically speaking, three lives were lost. When they met again in seven days, they all turned their grief into strength, catching all the ghosts and killing them.

If you don’t get the main mission, at least clear the side missions, and then clear some wild monsters to get back the money.

There are endless ghosts in the secret realm. You stay up all night cultivating immortality, and you won't shut down your phone until you hit 100 million.

At this time, the players still don’t know that the opportunity in the secret realm has been taken away, the Yin Qi has dissipated, and the ghosts are non-renewable resources, so they will lose one after another.

If you want to reach 100 million, you can kill all your teammates and maybe you can get it together.

…

Yuhuamen, underground palace.

Lu Bei fed She Zhang, rubbed his hands and went to the next door, took out Mo Qilin's blood, cut off the seal of the crystal bottle, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

Tons tons tons————

"The second, no, third incarnation has kept you waiting!"