Above the Immortal Cultivation

While the deacon elder was lamenting Wang Lu's profligacy and was too lazy to check the two storage bags, Wang Lu had already used his identity token to open the cave, break the Louluan Mountain formation, and walked out of the Fulou.

The sect rules and Fulou regulations no longer constrained him, and he exceeded the quota of 600 intermediate talismans per year.

In his opinion, when the twelve elders of the Fulou learned that he had reached a high success rate of 1 to 28, his elite disciples' body movements would be even more unbreakable.

In the past four months of the Beihua underground trade fair, his 120,000-year-old Jiuhuan grass, one of the main ingredients for refining the Yuanling Pill, an early stage of the spirit transformation pill, must have been sold, and the pill that he had been dreaming of to improve his mid-stage Jindan cultivation should also have a place to go.

After passing through the Fulou formation, Wang Lu did not go to other factions of the Four Beast Sect, such as Danshan, Qishan, Kuileishan, Zhenshan... Even if they have treasures that he needs or that make him excited, he can only suppress the thoughts in his heart and break through to the late stage of Jindan, which is the top priority.

Wang Lu rushed at high speed with an anxious and uneasy mood, and time was running out.

Although he was in Fulou, he felt as if he was facing a great enemy. His intuition told him that he must speed up the pace and enter the mutated earth fire molten flame as soon as possible, otherwise, there would be twists and turns.

As fast as thunder and faster than lightning, Wang Lu traveled through the vast and continuous mountains at a speed of nearly two hundred feet per breath.

No matter who flies within the scope of the Four Beast Sect, they will be strangled directly by the formation, which is purely a suicidal act.

Along the way, Wang Lu also met some fellow disciples of the same sect who were in the foundation-building stage and the golden elixir stage. When they saw Wang Lu wearing a muddy yellow robe with a green Chaofeng embroidered on his chest, they couldn't help but show respect.

The disciples of the Four Beast Sect are divided from bottom to top into entry-level disciples, formal disciples, elite disciples, core disciples and core true disciples.

More than 80% are entry-level disciples and formal disciples, and less than 20% are elite disciples, core disciples and core true disciples.

The various monsters embroidered on the chest of each disciple's robe are clear at a glance.

The entry-level disciple is the spirit beast Cangluan, the formal disciple is Fengluan, the elite disciple is Chaofeng, the core disciple is Qingluan, and the core true disciples are Qiongqi, Taowu, Zhugan and Bai Ze, each different.

Wang Lu didn't care about the eyes of others, but everyone has curiosity, and there are curious people who can't help itching to compete with Wang Lu when they see him running at an extremely fast speed.

"Wait a moment!"

A young man in the late Jindan stage, wearing a muddy yellow Taoist robe and with a lifelike blue phoenix embroidered on his chest, with ordinary appearance but clear features, rushed at a speed of nearly 280 feet per breath, and soon caught up with him and kept pace with him.

Seeing someone chasing him, Wang Lu stopped and frowned at the young man not far away.

Five months after entering the Four Beast Sect, except for the talisman, no one in the Four Beast Sect could recognize him. Could it be that the danger came so quickly?

Wang Lu was puzzled and asked, "I don't know what you mean?"

"Hey, am I dazzled? How can they be so similar?" A trace of confusion appeared in the young man's eyes. He muttered to himself, and then laughed, "Hey, I recognized the wrong person, please come in, junior brother."

As soon as the voice fell, he made a "please" gesture at the same time.

Wang Lu was directly confused and didn't understand what was going on. As long as it wasn't dangerous, he left quickly without saying a word.

The monk didn't look away until Wang Lu disappeared at the end of a high mountain. The puzzlement in his eyes lingered. He should have seen this person somewhere. Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and hurried away.

He believed in his intuition, and believed more in the powerful spiritual power he was born with.

He must find out the truth.

The detailed information of all the disciples of the Four Beasts Peak and the Four Beasts Sect was listed, not to mention an elite disciple?

Wang Lu didn't think deeply about this sudden episode. He hurriedly passed through the sect formation with the token and came to the outskirts of the Four Beasts Mountain surrounded by mountains. He found a hidden place and transformed his face into the appearance of the bald man Ma Jun again.

In the water mirror, he smiled wantonly, released his only top-grade flying spirit weapon, and flew quickly towards the direction of the Four Beasts City.

Seven days later, Wang Lu arrived at the Four Beasts City safely again.

However, the time dragged on for a while. Compared with his speed, the flying spiritual tool was like a turtle. He had to find a way to get a good flying treasure, otherwise it would be time-consuming and unsafe.

Still at the west gate, Wang Lu bowed slightly to the two Yuanying early stage men and the old man who were guarding the city, as a salute, and then walked into the still bustling Four Beasts City.

"Hehe, senior brother, the more I see this guy, the more I like him. Is he going to find trouble with Donghua Pavilion? Donghua Pavilion lost two core disciples in the Jindan stage at one time, which is a small loss of blood. It is still the four brothers and sisters of Hengshan who are wise. In order not to be caught by Donghua Pavilion and to completely get rid of themselves, they actually left the Four Beasts City without stopping at night and without anyone noticing. They are indeed cunning and experienced among the casual cultivators."

The man saw Wang Lu return again, and this man was considered to have won him a breath, and smiled and transmitted the message.

"Yes, brother, there are times when my eyesight is dim. Now that I think about it carefully, although the four brothers and sisters from Hengshan returned intact, they were like four frightened rabbits and hurried into the city. It is said that not long after they returned to the city, at most they were gone. More than half an hour later, he hurriedly left the city from the east gate. So far, there has been no news. It can be seen that the early-stage Jindan monk just now must have a powerful strength that frightened the four of them and shocked their hearts. He left them with They have a very profound and indelible memory, so they don’t want to wade into that muddy water.”

After a pause, the old man continued to transmit the message: "The four of them are far from the strength to compete with Donghua Pavilion, and they are not willing to offend the bald man whose origin is unknown and whose strength far exceeds them. Therefore, they can only go away and hide. It goes without saying that, in my opinion, they made a very decisive and correct choice, and they are considered wise and thoughtful people.”

The old man closed his eyes slightly, and made conjectures from shallow to deep. Although he had not experienced it personally, he had seen it with his own eyes, but he analyzed Wang Lu's strength very closely. He also portrayed the mentality of the four Hengshan brothers so vividly and deeply.

Hearing this, the man slammed the wooden table in front of him and sighed: "So that's it. Senior brother has seen it thoroughly and is convinced."

Wang Lu didn't know the series of chain reactions caused by his killing of Long Fei and Hou Qing. Even if he learned about it, he was not afraid. Donghua Pavilion was greedy for his treasure and wanted to get it back. A cyan token representing 700,000 high-grade spiritual stones with the word "Qi" engraved on it. He was just defending, and the two of them were not as skilled as him.

If he is defeated, he will be the one killed.

In the world of immortality, whoever has the strongest fist is the last word.