Above the Immortal Cultivation

After waking up, it was already five days.

Wang Lu felt refreshed. He really didn't want to sleep anymore. If he still wanted to sleep, he could sleep until the sun and moon were gone.

He looked at Zi Jiu first. He was worthy of being the legendary god of sleep. Not only did he sleep peacefully, but his sleep quality was also so good. He didn't care about the wind and rain at all. Even if the world turned upside down, he couldn't wake him up.

"Go."

Fortunately, he had long been accustomed to Zi Jiu's irritable temper. He would break his spirit beast bag at any time. He always had three or five spirit crystals ready on him. He put them into a new spirit beast bag and put fifty spirit crystals in it at once. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking carefully, Zi Jiu was only one step away from the ninth level of the heavenly demon. If he hadn't been delayed and wasted for these ninety-five years, he might have been a powerful demon beast of the heavenly demon level.

At the shortest, twenty years, at the latest, fifty or sixty years.

Wang Lu didn't know whether the master-recognition contract made in the early years would still be valid after the spirit beast broke through to the heavenly demon, or how much it would be invalid. Although he was very reluctant, Zijiu would leave him sooner or later to pursue its own world.

Thinking of this, he couldn't suppress the sadness, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

What's the point of thinking so much? What's coming will always come, and you can't escape or hide.

Just face it with a clear conscience.

After ninety-five years of retreat, "Wuliang" has been practiced by him to the point where he can no longer comprehend it. Although he didn't try, he knew that his magic power at this time could no longer bear the "Wuliang" at this time. Fortunately, the six-star arched moon blade of his natal magic weapon can fully bear it.

The "Wuliang" at this time has a qualitative improvement compared to the battle with Ximen Gan 148 years ago, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, and has become his strongest killer move.

If he faces Ximen Gan again, not to mention sending him to the west directly, but he will die after all, it's just a matter of time.

In fact, Ximen Gan, who was in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm, had already reached a level of strength that was outrageous.

Especially the only "unpredictable" anomaly he had encountered so far and the profound sword power he suddenly realized, even the peak powerhouses in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm were his opponents.

Wang Lu couldn't help but sigh that such an absolute genius who defeated him had left like that, and was eaten up without a burial place, not even a hair was left. His death was too cowardly and unfair, even he felt it was not worth it.

Now, his cultivation has recovered, his speed has increased, his strength has returned, and his "Infinite" has advanced. He has returned from the seizure of his position of self-esteem. He spent forty-five years recuperating in the Great Wilderness, five years returning to Xiqi to comprehend the derivation of light, two and a half years going to the Geng Clan to search for treasures, and ninety-five years of practicing Infinite. Nearly one hundred and forty-eight years have passed. He has been in Zhongzhou for three hundred and fifty-three years, and has been separated from Chen Yaer for a full three hundred and sixty years.

For some reason, he can't help but think of her in his spare time.

The beauty is out of reach, but the longing can cross thousands of mountains and rivers, through countless time and space, and come to you with overwhelming force.

After converting countless piles of light into his own speed, his speed reached a violent speed of 3,500 feet. Now that his strength is fully restored, with the blessing of a strong body, he can go faster and faster.

Wang Lu believes that as long as he does not encounter the strongest people in the Spiritualization Stage, he can be invincible by relying on speed alone.

With the endless overlap of the two layers of the Sky-supporting Stick, the brilliant "Infinite", and two unique and powerful talismans, if they confront each other, what can happen? He can still save his life.

"Let's go."

In the blink of an eye, ninety-eight years have passed. Yin Si must have become a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator, and Nie Xingyun is also preparing for the Spiritualization. I wonder if the two are still in Xiqi.

Wang Lu walked out of the cave that was very important to him after ninety-five years of seclusion.

Hey, why don't you leave something behind to see who has this fate.

With a flick of his hand, a jade slip, a jade box, and a jade bottle as big as a finger were hammered into the rock, fitting perfectly without leaving any trace. He smiled, took a last look, and turned away without any lingering feelings.

"Boom boom boom boom."

As soon as the formation was put away, a faint vibration came from a hundred miles away. Someone was fighting over there.

Wang Lu was not a person who liked to meddle in other people's business, but since he had encountered it, it meant that there was a reason.

With a move of his magic power, "bang", he was already three thousand eight hundred feet away.

Just as he expected, after the strength was restored, "Crossing the Clouds" increased again.

One hundred miles, just four breaths.

Wang Lu did not hide at all, a huge breath swept the sky and the earth, and a man and a woman who were fighting fiercely suddenly stopped and looked at him in horror.

"Oh?"

The woman's eyes were as bright as lacquer. Wang Lu was in a trance for a moment, and then he remembered that she was the ponytail girl who first discovered him through the Geng clan formation ninety-seven years ago.

In the blink of an eye, ninety-seven years have passed, and the little girl who was jumping and happy and innocent has become a graceful young lady in the late Jindan period.

It seems that the people of the Geng clan like red. Her red and black dress outlines her exquisite figure in a charming and seductive way.

"Uncle!"

Wang Lu just remembered it when he heard the woman's surprised cry.

Upon hearing this, the handsome and upright half-step Yuanying male cultivator changed color, and his reaction was so fast that he didn't think twice.

"Bang."

A ball of blood light rushed into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Good boy, he actually used my intermediate-level blood escape talisman to get away right under my nose.

Yes, he is so alert, which is interesting.