Above the Immortal Cultivation

Eight months passed in a flash, and Wang Lu woke up slowly from recovery.

At this time, all his body functions were restored to their peak. To his satisfaction, the meridians and acupuncture points in the second picture of "Six Talismans" were almost all opened, and his mana and consciousness were better than before.

This retreat to heal his injuries was a blessing in disguise. Such pure cultivation was extremely rare in his current cultivation. Looking at the hundreds of gray pebbles on the ground, he used up all the middle-grade spirit stones on his body.

So far, there are only a few high-grade spirit stones and a petal of the ten great flowers in his storage bag.

Capturing the bitter medicine was extremely dangerous. He survived a narrow escape, but he was saved.

Before leaving, Kong Hua sent a message to him, asking if he could make a good relationship with him. If the Kong Hua clan returned to the South China Sea at that time, could he help them once within his ability.

Kong Hua was also a hidden master with terrible visions.

In his opinion, the vision of this person is a special and powerful one, and the vague and majestic figure should be the result of the practice.

The Nanhai Kong family is an unimaginable behemoth. Just the tip of the iceberg they reveal can crush him mercilessly. It's chilling to think about it. Now that he has offended both the mysterious organization and the Tianyao Sect, there is no need to challenge the Kong family for him.

However, Kong Hua let him go, which made him more grateful to Kong Hua. This cause and effect must be repaid sooner or later.

Who can tell what will happen in the future? Let's take it one step at a time.

Wang Lu took out the spirit beast bag and the ghost beast bag. Zi Jiu and Xiao Tong were still sleeping soundly, and the breath of the two spirit beasts rose steadily.

If Zi Jiu had not saved him at the Tomb of the Dark Sky, his soul would have been completely absorbed by the three monsters. Zi Jiu alone used six of the eight petals of the Tongxinyu of the Ten Great Flowers, but Wang Lu did not regret it at all. Without Zi Jiu, he would not be where he is today.

As for Xiao Tong, although his fortune was not as great as Zi Jiu's, he still had a top-grade Ghost King Pearl for him to absorb and practice.

In Wang Lu's opinion, Xiao Tong should have awakened long ago, which should be due to the top-grade Ghost King Pearl.

In terms of his mind, Xiao Tong has broken through to the level 6 ghost beast and will soon enter the level 6 mid-stage, which made him smile.

Because Zi Jiu's soul is extremely strong and his senses are vague, his specific situation cannot be explained.

However, I believe that once Zi Jiu wakes up, he will bring him unexpected surprises.

Xiao Tong will wake up when he breaks into the level 6 mid-stage. By then, with the help of Xiao Tong, it will be much easier to fight against ordinary Jindan late-stage cultivators.

The two spirit beasts have been sleeping for more than two years, and the sect's ten-year mission has been nearly eight years, with a two-year deadline.

He has actually completed the mission, and he only needs to return to Blood Battle City to reveal his identity to Lei Shun.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu was refreshed, and he could finally go home. He missed his parents very much.

But first he had to return to Blood Battle City, take out the treasure hidden in Li Yu's courtyard, explain the mission clearly, and then set off immediately to visit his parents.

According to the secular calculation method, it has been twenty-two years since he left home, and the life expectancy of secular people is generally more than sixty.

Now, his father is close to seventy years old, and his mother is about to approach sixty years old. Although the master and the sect guarantee that his parents can live to ninety years old, he is anxious at this time, and he is afraid of one.

He said he would leave, and Wang Lu got up and looked at the simple cave where he had been in seclusion for more than eight months to heal his wounds and practice. Listening to the crisp sound of the waterfall falling outside, he was still a little reluctant. He might never come here again in his life.

Wang Lu reluctantly walked out of this temporary cave that made his cultivation perfect again, and flew out without looking back.

"Swish."

He summoned the map jade slip and looked at the direction. About 3,000 miles away from Xiaogu was the famous Wanzhang Cliff in the vast sea, where the green moss grass, one of the main materials for refining Tianling Dan, grew.

Thinking that he had picked two huilongmu two years ago, which was also a main material for refining Tianling Dan, he couldn't help but laugh.

Although he had no idea about the consequences of Ku Yao's capture, he guessed that Ku Yao's disappearance was a great blow to Tianyao Sect.

He activated "Deep Hiding" and transformed himself into the appearance of a handsome young man. After feeling slightly satisfied, he slapped a low-level intermediate-level Jueshen Talisman on his body, and "Crossing the Clouds" was displayed, and he flew towards the direction of the Blood Battle City as light as a feather and faster than thunder.

There were many monsters here, and he didn't dare to release the sound blade to avoid being attacked by powerful monster birds.

The wind whistled, Wang Lu climbed over the mountains and forests, crossed the water and streams, and leaped nearly 70 feet.

This speed was far faster than that of the average level 5 peak monster. If he released it with all his strength, it should be around 75 feet.

Two hours later, Wang Lu came to a dense forest, and there were bursts of fierce fighting sounds coming from the front of the dense forest.

Wang Lu didn't want to get involved, but a familiar voice came into his ears, making him stop.

"Brother, you must not die!"

"Ah, I'll fight you, I'm going to kill you."

Hearing this, Wang Lu suddenly pressed down his body and suddenly jumped towards the fighting place.

Within a few breaths, a tragic and fierce fighting scene appeared in his eyes.

The five people were forming a defensive formation to resist the continuous attack of more than a dozen people around them.

Among the outer cultivators, one was a late Jindan strongman, the other five were in Jindan stages, and the other more than ten were all mid-to-late foundation-building cultivators.

They released various spiritual weapons and magic weapons with flashing spiritual light to continuously bombard the shaky defense formation formed by the five people, which was about to break at any time.

The late Jindan strongman was a middle-aged man, with his hands behind his back and pale face, looking gloomily at the five people who were still resisting.

Among the five people, the one with the highest cultivation level was a man in the early Jindan stage, who was constantly casting various spells with both hands to stabilize the formation.

The other four people were injured, and outside the formation were more than a dozen cultivators with different death conditions and no life.

There was a female cultivator in the formation who tried desperately to rush out to rescue a young male cultivator who was not yet dead. The other three held her back, and one of the male cultivators in the late foundation building stage suddenly placed a ban on the woman. The female cultivator then fell down slowly and unwillingly, with two lines of tears flowing out, staring at the young male cultivator not far away.

Wang Lu sighed. The female cultivator was Li Mouqing who often appeared in his heart, and the male cultivator was his brother Li Liang.

After more than ten years of not seeing each other, both of them have become foundation-building cultivators, and Li Liang's cultivation is slightly higher, close to the middle stage of foundation-building.

His chest has been pierced by a spiritual weapon, and blood is constantly flowing out of his heart. Wang Lu knows that if he had appeared earlier, he might have been able to save him. Now even with the petals of Tongxin Jade, it is useless and even the gods cannot save him.

His breath is rapidly weakening. After three breaths, he completely disappears from this world, and his life force is extinguished.