This is what cultivating immortals is like

"What's going on with the four of you? Can you see the face of the sneak attacker clearly?"

Outside the secret realm, three large carts set up a teleportation array. Di Tu raccoon took the opportunity to ask King Yuanxuan that after the teleportation array was completed, he would step into it first.

King Yuanxuan followed closely behind. He didn't brag or make any accusations. He really had no impression of who made the move.

In other words, I don’t know how he died.

…

As soon as the camera turned, the magnificent temple was ancient, with several bodhi trees standing tall and green.

The pure land is far away from the mundane world, hidden deep in the mountains and old forests, facing a cliff, quiet and indifferent, with the occasional sound of bells startling the surrounding birds.

The cliff walls are carved with lifelike giant Buddhas, lying or sitting, which embodies a deep sense of Zen.

Xiongchu, Tianwang Temple.

Di Tuzhao was born in the royal family of Xiong Chu. His surname was Gu and his given name was Yuanji. He was named king based on seniority, so he could be called King Yuanji.

He has a status in Tianwang Temple. After passing through tribulations and becoming an immortal, he convinced people with his reasoning and gained the position of presiding.

Due to the blood curse of the ancient Xiongchu family, their life span is much shorter than that of other cultivators. Regardless of whether they practice Buddhism or demon cultivation, no matter what level of cultivation they reach, it is difficult to change the tragic fate of dying young.

King Yuanji is no exception. Even if he uses a very short time to cultivate to a state that others cannot comprehend even in ten lifetimes, a short life will eventually be a short life, and there is not much time left for him.

During this trip to the secret realm, he saw hope.

Xinyuehu holds one of the three sacred artifacts of Xiongchu, and it is the most important longevity seal. Taking back this seal can extend the life of the Gu family for hundreds of years.

For senior monks, a hundred years can pass in a blink of an eye.

But for the Gu family, this snap of a finger meant the end of hundreds of lives.

"Brother Wang, are you sure you're not mistaken?" King Yuanxuan asked solemnly as the matter was of great importance.

"If you are mistaken, I will cut off your head for my brother's sake. Xinyuehu held the Immortal Seal, understood its mystery, and used the Five Directions Thunder Technique."

King Yuanji vowed: "If nothing else happens, the thief who attacked you is also him... No, it must be him!"

At this time, he lost his disguise, his forehead was shiny, his eyebrows were thick and his eyes were square, and he looked majestic.

Needless to say, there is no need to say much about the body shape. The average Xiongchu ancient family is two meters tall, and all of them have long legs. Even relatively graceful women, such as Xinlijun and his ilk, are a head taller than Lu Bei side by side.

"Why did he sneak attack on me?"

"Steal blood!"

King Yuanji gave a natural answer and sneered: "Looking at his thin body, short hands and short legs, I guess he is not from my ancient family. He has no bloodline to guide him, and there is no corresponding method. He can only use the following three methods to control the longevity seal." Absolute tricks."

King Yuanxuan was heartbroken: "Brother Wang, does he know the true identity of Xinyue Fox?"

"I don't know."

King Yuanji shook his head. Qinglong had several tombkeepers under his command. Their identities were mysterious and they rarely met each other.

Qinglong himself has a mysterious origin and has never shown his true identity. If he asks her about the identity of Xinyue Fox, he will definitely not be able to get the answer.

Fortunately, the problem is not big. King Yuanji narrowed down the possible targets to a rough range based on his own observations of Xinyue Fox. As long as a few conditions are met, the person must be Xinyue Fox.

"He has the cultivation level of the Tribulation Stage, and is proficient in the divination method. His innumerable strategies are comparable to Qi Yan's Hidden Star Technique in Fuluan Palace and Wu Zhou's Yunzhong Pavilion's Heaven Mending Technique. It is expected that he comes from a famous family, and he is definitely not a little person with no reputation."

"Is it really that powerful?"

"Of course it's true."

King Yuanji explained: "Palace Master Han of the Fuluan Palace, a Mahayana monk, has met him before. Although the two of them have not revealed anything, it is conceivable that they have had discussions on the art of divination."

"Palace Master Han...Han Miaojun...can she leave Xuantian Temple?"

King Yuanxuan was surprised. No one else knew that he had heard King Yuanji mention an interesting thing.

Han Miaojun of the Fuluan Palace was an evil cultivator, unruly, arrogant, and arrogant. After completing his cultivation, he specially selected the top-ranking immortal cultivators from all over the world to destroy the gates.

Over in Wuzhou, the Dashan Temple refused female visitors and closed the mountain to avoid them. Yunzhong Pavilion was hidden in the ethereal secret realm of Liusu Mountain. The master of the pavilion was still a female pervert when he expected the evil guests to come, so he took up the secret realm and ran away overnight.

When it was Xiongchu's turn, Xuantian Temple couldn't escape, and Xue Dashan Temple came to stay behind closed doors.

Originally, this problem was over, but Han Miaojun had a bad mouth. Not only did the monks have fun, but she also had fun. She wanted to have fun with the beautiful nun in Xuantian Temple, and then...

He was beaten hard and detained.

That's Xuantian Temple. The bald people are keen on fitness, and they like meat and don't eat fishy food. If it were another temple, Han Miaojun would be so plain, and a whole family of small ones would have run away all over the mountain.

"I didn't take it all in. Han Miaojun only left his evil side in Xuantian Temple. He eats fasting and chants Buddha's name every day. I don't know how happy he is." King Yuanji smiled coldly.

"Since Palace Master Han can leave whenever he wants, why not return to Qi Yan?" King Yuanxuan was surprised.

He was an evil cultivator and hated eating fast and chanting Buddha's name. He couldn't understand how Han Miaojun, an evil cultivator who was used to being free and loose, and who stayed in Xuantian Temple had an evil side, could be willing to stay there honestly.

"If she leaves Xuantian Temple, she will no longer be her."

"So that's it, the rightful owner found him..."

King Yuanxuan suddenly realized it. Suddenly, he realized that the topic had gone astray and quickly turned it back: "Brother Wang, do you have any other instructions regarding Xinyue Fox?"

"He faced the enemy with a long sword and refused to reveal his magical power. Little did he know that all his rough sword moves were caught in my eyes."

King Yuanji smiled coldly: "He is secretive, he must be a well-known figure for a long time, he is powerful and powerful, and his physical cultivation is undoubtedly."

King Yuanji spoke quickly, and King Yuanxuan nodded repeatedly. One of the two brothers really dared to speak, and the other really dared to listen.

Divination.

Physical training.

Soon, the search scope was narrowed to a few mountain gates, but due to the long distance and none of them within the territory of Xiongchu, King Yuanxuan had difficulty confirming it for a while, so he could only go back to make preparations and inform the king of the country to order several people from Xuantian Temple. An eminent monk went together.

The three artifacts are related to the lives of the Gu family. This time God will show the way. Even if it comes hard, the Seal of Immortality must be taken back.

After King Yuanxuan left, King Yuanji recruited another monk.

This is a middle-aged monk with a jade-like face, excellent appearance, and his Buddhist name Sirong. When King Yuanxuan is not at the gate, he is in charge of the overall affairs of Tianwang Temple.

He is not tall and his legs are not long, so he is not an ancient person.

"Sirong, the great intelligence agency of Xiongchu is flourishing in your hands. It's a matter of great importance. After much thought, I can only leave it to you to handle..."

Eggs cannot be put in one basket. Xinyue Fox is most likely still active in Xiongchu. King Yuanji recruits Sirong and asks him to use the intelligence network to find suspicious people.

Sirong took the order and left. He sat quietly in the interpretation room for a while, took out a green lamp and lit it.

He wrote, sprinkled hundreds of symbols, lit the paper with candlelight, and burned it to send out the information.

After another moment, the exact same information was sent out again.

This time, it's not Xiongchu's intelligence network.

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Qingqiu Palace.

The fox held the tea in his hands, blew the heat away, took a sip, and said without raising his eyes: "You kid can't see anyone for ten days and a half. Is there another vixen outside?"

Lu Bei squeezed Hu Er's shoulders and twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this: "Godmother, it's obvious that you are in seclusion to consolidate your realm..."

"Um?"

"To tell you the truth, mother, my child has been feeling unwell recently and contracted a cold. I was afraid of infecting you, so I haven't come to visit you."

"Haha, with your level of cultivation, you still get wind and cold?" Hu Er curled his lips, not overworking himself.

Lu Bei shrugged. It was just a reason. Why do you do it so seriously? It's like a physical education teacher who is in good health but still gets sick every week all year round.

"Mother, secret realm!"

"You, the boy, did not take advantage of it for yourself, but you suddenly became half of your mother... Tell me, what peace of mind do you have?"

"What mother said, I'm not the eldest brother. I obey your advice, and it's natural for me to be filial." Lu Bei carefully pinched Hu Er's shoulders. While bragging about himself, he didn't forget to pull Hu San to step on him.

Even in a worse situation, the effect was immediate and he immediately became a dutiful son.

The secret realm was too dangerous. In order to save the person next to him, Lu Bei thought about it all and could only feel sorry for his godmother with tears in his eyes.

"It makes sense, but..."

Hu Er turned his head and looked at Lu Bei suspiciously: "My mother always felt that something was wrong. You ignored the benefits. It must be that the secret realm was too dangerous. You didn't know what to do, so you dragged me along with you to bring misfortune."

"Mother is wronged!" Lu Bei sighed longly, the corners of his eyes slightly moist.

No matter how hard you try, there is only so much hypocrisy and it cannot be shed.

"Okay, since we are going to die together, it doesn't hurt to let you go."

Hu Er put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "But the ugly words are ahead. I have a condition for my mother. If you don't agree, I won't go."

"Mom, just tell me, where is the right place to bury my eldest brother?"

"I'm talking about Taifu, take her with you too. If my mother can't find you when she's about to die, it would be nice to have a junior to support her."

"..."

As expected of you, the eight hundred thoughts are not just words, there are really so many.

Lu Bei promised with all his heart. He originally planned to invite the Taifu to join him. With Hu Er's words, there was no need to make up any excuses.

…

"This is the situation. My godmother is afraid of being lonely, so she wants to find the Grand Tutor as a companion before she dies."

After Lu Bei finished speaking, he looked at the silent Taifu in his arms and tightened his hands: "Is it OK or not to ask you a question?"

While they were talking, they both drank a cup of tea.

The power of yin and yang has stopped, and the Taifu is really dissatisfied. She doesn't practice well, and she doesn't have any innate energy. What's the use of this furnace?

It's not that it's useless at all. No, Uncle Master's information has been found.

"Are you sure you saw the Yunzhong Pavilion monk?"

"Of course, the two swords of Shenxiao and Jiangque used by the bad old man, and when I beat you..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Taifu interrupted with a cold snort.

"Fine."

You have to have a correct attitude when asking for help. Lu Bei had to change his words: "The two swords of Shenxiao and Jiangque used by the bad old man are exactly the same as the time you called me daddy in the West Prince's Mansion. I will not admit my mistake."

Tutor: "..."

It’s hard to describe in one word.

The Taifu got up and walked towards the quiet room. It was rare for him to go far away, so he had to be carefully prepared in case there was any surprise, so that Lu Bei, who could not speak human language, would wait for her outside the house, no, outside the palace.

Stay away, she is mysophobic and doesn't want to get too close to dirty things.

Shocked outside the palace, Lu Bei squatted by the grass, smelled the familiar smell of milk, and turned around to find Zhu Xiushi jumping up and down.

"What a coincidence?" x2

Zhu Xiushi was stunned for a moment when he saw Lu Bei, and then he was overjoyed. He squatted beside him with his arms crossed, and said mysteriously: "Sect Master Lu, let me tell you a great secret. There is a secret realm in Xiongchu!"