Above the Immortal Cultivation

Half a month later, Wang Lu recovered from his injuries with the help of Tianqiong Dan and Linghou Liquor. It seems that expensive things have their benefits.

At this time, there are still a few fine meridians and acupoints away from the great perfection of the second picture of "Six Talismans". It is estimated that after half a year of practice, he can try to impact the Jindan stage of each sect's pillars.

He didn't know that Li Mouqing had seen through his identity. He was the Wang Lu who sold talismans in Buyun Market.

If he knew, only time could reverse and he would know his final choice.

Wang Lu took a deep breath. The battle with the monster Dong Zui almost completely destroyed the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade.

In addition to the heartache, he had to return to the sect and shamelessly ask Senior Brother Tian to restore his beloved precious blades to make up for his deep apologies to them.

The Six-Star Arched Moon Blade was his biggest trump card before he had not yet refined the vision, especially after obtaining the "Thousands of Threads Blade Formation", it was even more powerful and could deal with more than 95% of opponents.

Even if he still has a series of talismans to deal with the enemy, they are all made of spirit stones.

As a half-step magic weapon, the Seven Blades can not only become his own life magic weapon with his constant improvement in cultivation, but also have the opportunity to be refined into a powerful and outstanding spiritual treasure killer, which does not require the stacking of spirit stones. Compared with the two, it is self-evident which is more cost-effective and which is more important.

At the same time, the success rate of primary, intermediate and low-level talismans is extremely low, and the various spiritual materials required are very large. If used as a conventional means of attack and killing, sooner or later he will be emptied by them.

Even if he does not lack spirit stones, he must be frugal. With the continuous improvement of cultivation, the purchase of various elixirs, Zi Jiu who eats spirit stones crazily, and the strange treasures, formations, puppets and a series of countless immortal cultivation resources that can only be thought of and used when fighting, it is a headache to think about it.

He also has to continue to conduct meticulous and detailed research on talismans, so that he can produce spirit stones continuously and not eat up all the resources.

In the inn, after thinking about it, he restored his original appearance, put on a black cloak that could block the detection of spiritual consciousness, and walked out of Juyuan Building.

When he came to the wide street, Wang Lu called a beast cart casually and drove towards Qingfeng Mountain.

In the evening, the beast cart arrived at Qingfeng Square in Qingfeng Mountain. After five hours of continuous driving, the man driving and the second-level spirit beast similar to a yellow cow were exhausted.

Wang Lu threw three medium-grade spirit stones to the other party. With the man's thousands of thanks, Wang Lu finally arrived at the headquarters of the sect's bloody battle city, Qingfeng Mountain.

He took off his black cloak, and the years seemed to have not taken away his youthful vigor. He still looked the same as when he first came out of the sect eight years ago: wearing a black robe, of medium height, about five feet four inches; thin but giving people a feeling of full strength; his eyes were clear and deep, not as wise as the sea, but he was mature enough; his forehead was broad and full, his eyebrows were clear, and the whole person was like a mountain, unmoved by wind and rain, and stable.

Looking around, Qingfeng Hall is located on the mountainside. The whole Qingfeng Mountain is covered with a kind of evergreen maple tree. They are taller and thicker than ordinary maple trees. Under the unique mountain wind of the vast sea, they make bursts of "rustling" sounds, interweaving a unique rhythm.

Qingfeng Hall is sky blue in color. Surrounded by countless green maple trees, it exudes a unique breath of elegant green maple trees, which makes people feel relaxed and refreshed.

The square is wide and large, with few pedestrians. It is paved with an unknown and rare bluestone, emitting a hazy and elegant green light, which echoes with Qingfeng Mountain and complements each other, greatly demonstrating the momentum of the Dream Sect in the southern part of the Western Desert.

A green stone staircase more than ten feet long winds up from the end of the square to the hall on the mountainside more than a thousand feet high. From a distance, it looks like a circling green dragon shuttling through the sea of ​​clouds.

Wang Lu did not suppress his cultivation. He exerted his full strength to show his skills. Is it possible that he still has to hide in his own territory? Is it possible that someone is going to make things difficult for him?

"Hah!"

He let out a long roar, and his heroic spirit suddenly rose. After more than four years of hiding and eight years of hiding, he can finally reveal his identity openly and return to the embrace of the sect.

He no longer hides, no longer conceals, no longer fears, no longer thinks about it, and no longer has any doubts.

All doubts, confusion, pain, worry, and anxiety were vented in this long roar that soared into the sky.

He crossed the square as fast as lightning, and flew across the bluestone steps like a monkey. After a dozen jumps, he arrived at the Qingfeng Hall Square.

This scene was discovered by the guarding monks when Wang Lu let out a long roar, and he immediately sent a message to Lei Shun.

When the beast cart sped to Qingfeng Square and Wang Lu took off his black cloak, the war between the two clans was approaching. The disappearance of the bitter medicine made Lei Shun, who was a little restless, feel and know that Wang Lu, the core disciple of the sect, the top five in the competition, and the most outstanding talent for talismans in the history of the Fantasy Sect, finally.

He immediately issued an order that no matter what Wang Lu did, he must not be stopped and let him go.

At the same time, he ordered Shadow to open all the restrictions and formations of Qingfeng Mountain.

"Good."

Seeing Wang Lu's profound magic power far exceeding that of ordinary mid-stage Jindan cultivators and his high-speed body movements that could mimic those of special sixth-level early-stage demon birds, Lei Shun couldn't help but secretly praise him.

Lei Shun, from his nearly a thousand years of cultivation, believed that Wang Lu was clear-headed and intelligent, calm and steady, with thousands of thoughts hidden in his madness, and a trace of luck in his ordinariness. He was indeed one of the three most outstanding talents in the Dream Sect in recent years.

The other two recognized geniuses are Xiong Canzhi of the Xiong family and Xu Kui of the Puppet Hall, but Wang Lu and Xiong Canzhi are far inferior to Xu Kui.

Xu Kui's popularity is terrifyingly high among almost all young female cultivators in the Fantasy Sect and the entire southern part of the Western Desert.

However, in the eyes of other young male cultivators, it is not popularity, but simply irritating, so irritating that they want to eat him alive.

With a handsome and charming appearance and a carefree and indifferent expression, he has long been praised by female cultivators as the most handsome man in the history of the Fantasy Sect. His reputation has spread far and wide to other sects, causing male cultivators in various sects who claim to be Pan An to want to pull out his tendons and skin him to vent their hatred.

According to him, Wang Lu is only a medium-level dual spiritual root. Because of his deep luck, he was able to enter Jiuyue and walk out safely, so that he became a core disciple, which made many people in the sect disdain and sneer at him.

It was not until the competition that he was ranked in the top five with an undisputed attitude that people suddenly realized that the fear of this man was not only his superb attainments in the way of talismans, but also his amazing forbearance in obscurity.

And because of his amazing success, the Futang became a popular choice for new disciples.

Even though the Futang had been criticized for thousands of years and was a chicken rib in the Fantasy Sect, the successive sect masters never looked at the Futang differently and strongly supported its development.

Even the current master of the Futang, Bai Yifan, who appeared in the Fantasy Sect hundreds of years ago, was comforted by the sect master Liu An to take charge of the Futang when he had some intentions.

Sects have always established their sects with a tolerance attitude of learning from all schools, which is relatively rare in today's world of immortal cultivation.

Other sects are basically vigorously cultivating and developing their own expertise. For example, the Tianlei Sect established its sect with thirty-six heavenly thunders, the Tianyao Sect is famous for alchemy, Qingling Mountain is mainly based on swordsmanship, and the Blood Prison is dominated by killing blood.

Although the Fantasy Sect was founded on the Fantasy Method, it did not neglect to support other factions. It treated the Dream Pavilion, the Fantasy Sect, and the other four major families of the nine systems equally, without any special preferential treatment.

The Futang where Wang Lu was located was the best example.

The sect distributed a corresponding number of foundation-building pills every five years, a corresponding number of return-origin pills every twelve years, and an equivalent number of gold-strengthening pills every sixteen years according to the number of people in each system and hall.

Even though the Futang had been weak for thousands of years, the pills and various treasures distributed each time were exactly the same, and there was no deduction.

Lei Shun's mind turned quickly, and when the long whistle sounded and fell, Wang Lu flashed into the hall at a very fast speed.

As soon as he arrived at the hall, seeing Lei Shun, who was very happy, Wang Lu knelt on one knee and said calmly: "Disciple Wang Lu, meet the hall master, I'm here!"