Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu didn't think long before letting go of the mysterious message from the Five Poisons. He strongly suspected that the Five Poisons were Xiaoyaozi himself, but there was no conclusive evidence.

No one knows where Tianyuan Sect is located, but it is famous in this world and is extremely mysterious. They recruit disciples regardless of region, relying on random fate.

It will take at least half a year to know Xu Kui's whereabouts. In the past six months, he has continued to make talismans, which has slightly increased his spiritual consciousness, but his cultivation is still stagnant.

After thinking about this, he told the two clerks to hold the Floating World auction in half a year, and gave each of them a high-grade spirit stone to practice in seclusion.

In the secret room, Wang Lu checked the sleeping Zijiu and felt its aura rising slightly. He threw a high-grade spirit stone into the spirit beast bag, then looked at Zijiu with his eyes, nose and heart, and practiced with the magic formula. stand up.

In the Bloody Battle City, Hundred Medicine Mountain, in the Tianyao Sect's main hall, two great monks of the late Nascent Soul stage, Yao Jun and Yao Sheng, sat on high seats. Below them sat more than twenty Nascent Soul stage monks and Ku Yao who had been kidnapped by the mysterious organization.

Kuyao still has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, he is extraordinary handsome, and his cultivation has broken through to the golden elixir stage. He stood in the main hall with a smile on his face. He was not affected by being kidnapped at all. He calmly and wisely said: "I'm telling the two ancestors and everyone Ancestor, our human race has now gathered more than 200 Nascent Soul Stage monks, 6,000 Golden Core Stage monks, and 100,000 Foundation Establishment Stage monks. They are all under the assignment of our Heavenly Medicine Sect and are fighting intensively. The final preparations before the war, various elixirs, spiritual weapons, talismans, spirit stones, formations... all the materials were transported from all over the Western Desert to the Bloody Battle City, and the mysterious organization had formed an alliance with the demon clan. According to the information learned from inside, they have as many as fifteen monks in the transformation stage. It is said that there are also mysterious strong men sitting in charge. Their Nascent Soul stage and Golden Core stage monsters or monks are equal to ours, but the monsters in the Foundation Establishment stage are not as good as ours. More than twenty times more than ours. However, our several large formations and various magical powers are enough to offset their advantages. The disciple learned from the old man that the human race will be defeated in this battle between the human race and the demon race. If the demon clan loses, there is no other possibility. It will be unprecedentedly tragic. However, the disciple always believes that our human race will be the final winner."

After hearing the current situation of the two clans, Medicine Saint looked from his high position at the boundless vast sea and the reddish gray clouds above the vast sea. He said with a stern expression: "It is a matter of life and death for all the monks and mortals in the West Desert. , you must arrange the bitter medicine properly, and you must not make any mistakes. As for the demon clan's divine transformation stage, the ancestors have to deal with it. We are the key to this battle. All the time, all cultivation levels have reached the divine transformation stage. Unless there is a matter of life and death, no one will take action against those with low cultivation level. This is an iron rule in our world. Therefore, I hope that in the war between the two races, dominated by our seven factions, the seven factions can put aside their past grudges and join hands. Demon Slayer, you must also step up contact with the various factions in the Western Desert to make the final and most complete preparations before the war. Okay, everyone goes to work. "

In the Qingfeng Hall, more than twenty Nascent Soul stage monks gathered together, including Deputy Sect Master Chen Zhu of the Dream Sect, Deputy Master Lengfeng of the Fengsha Palace, Deputy Ice Blood Prison Master of the Blood Prison, and the Master of the Meng Pavilion. Fang Ling, Qin Xuan, the leader of the Huanmen Sect, and the core disciples of the three demonic sects such as Huang Yan, Chen Yaer, He Chan, Xue Ling'er, and Feng Zhizi, who were all in the limelight.

Sitting in the upper position are Chen Zhu, Yan Xuzhi, a great monk in the late Yuan Ying stage of Blood Prison, and Feng Qinghuai, a great monk in the late Yuan Ying stage of Fengsha Palace.

Yan Xuzhi said: "This time the demon clan and the mysterious organization have joined forces, and the coming force is fierce. Everyone here needs to be prepared to fall. Although the Tianyao Sect is the main force this time, the Tianyao ancestor has been restricted to the Tianyao Sect. The headquarters of the Medicine Sect is at a time when our three demonic sects are rising, and everyone needs to cooperate sincerely. Huang Yan, Xue Ling'er, and Feng Zhizi will obey orders."

"Disciple is here." The three of them answered almost in unison.

"The formations assigned to the three of you must be practiced intensively and cooperate tacitly. If our human race is defeated, the formation of the three of you is enough to stop the masters of the transformation stage for a day, and can provide enough power for the monks of our three sects. Opportunity to retreat. Therefore, the three of you shoulder the important task of revitalizing the three sects, especially Huang Yan. As the leader of the formation, you need to be calm and steady in order to protect our three sects. Do you understand? He said solemnly.

"This disciple will die to protect our three sects, ancestor, please rest assured!" Huang Yan said with an emotional expression.

"Okay, everyone will do their own thing and cooperate closely. The war between the two races will come within two years." Feng Qinghuai looked at the vast sea and sighed but spoke loudly.

In the main sect of the Dream Sect, Lingzhu Mountain, dark clouds enveloped the entire Lingzhu Mountain. There was lightning and thunder in the dark clouds, and spherical lightning broke into one of the caves. The shadow roared wildly, and the aura rose layer by layer, starting with the thunder tribulation. Fighting for life and death.

One day and one night later, Shadow was in rags, covered with scars, and bleeding. However, a smile that was hard to see appeared on his face. He looked at the silver clouds in the sky. He gave a long laugh and faced the clouds. Transformed into dots of silver spiritual rain to wrap around him, nourishing and repairing his body, consciousness and soul bit by bit. His magic power increased rapidly with visible signs to the naked eye, and soon he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage and became a genuine A monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Back in Lingzhu Cave, Shadow thought that it would take a year to completely stabilize in the Nascent Soul Stage. But before that, he needed to go to the Weapon Refining Hall, use the token given by the sect to find Tian Yidong, reforge his life magic weapon, and then buy a very fast flying treasure, and go to the Blood Battle City to fight side by side with the Hall Master and Shadow's brothers to fight against the demon clan.

In Xuanlang City, the third month after the Five Poisons left, Wang Lu woke up from meditation and practiced. He felt his own mana, which made him feel helpless. The mana only increased slightly like a hair. Even if his life span in the Golden Core Stage was as long as 700 to 800 years, he could not withstand such a slow increase in mana. He calculated that even if he practiced in seclusion day and night from now on, until the day his life ran out, he would at most enter the late Golden Core Stage.

He walked out of the secret room and came to the lobby. Two waiters came forward to greet him energetically. Wang Lu casually gave them 20 pieces of medium-grade spirit stones. The two worked harder for Wang Lu from the bottom of their hearts. No one could refuse or resist such a generous and tolerant boss.

From the two, I learned that the Xuanlang City Auction, which was held once every thirty-three years by the three sects and three schools, would be held in the Orthodox Wuyi Lane in seven days. At that time, a large number of natural treasures would appear, and Wang Lu was also one of the invited guests.

It was really a pillow for someone to send when he was sleepy. There must be elixirs that could increase the cultivation level of the Jindan stage at the auction. Although the elixirs of the Jindan stage were very valuable, he could still get some with his current financial resources.

He couldn't help but secretly clenched his fists. It wasn't uncomfortable to meditate and practice, it was too uncomfortable.