Above the Immortal Cultivation

Elder Chen snorted in his heart:

If the core disciples that Fu Lou finally found are targeted by other factions in the sect, then where will the old faces of the twelve elders be? They want to embarrass "Qin Ming" at the exchange meeting. Hehe, don't think that Fu Lou has nothing. Just take out a few intermediate-level or intermediate-high-level talismans, and those core disciples of yours will be beaten to a pulp.

The core disciples who have been vacant for nearly two hundred years cannot be bullied by others like this.

Damn, my Fu Lou has nothing but a lot of talismans.

He retracted his thoughts angrily and sent a communication talisman to Yu Xun.

Soon, Yu Xun arrived and saw the eight dark gray storage bags on the table. He gave him a puzzled look. Elder Chen smiled "haha" and didn't explain. He waved his hand casually.

Seeing is believing. In fact, even he himself didn't have much confidence.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish..."

The entire secret room seemed to suddenly become dozens of times heavier, and 1,351 heavy water gun talismans emitted a faint black light and floated in the air.

"Come again"

Before the words fell, there was a sound of rustling, rustling, rustling, rustling...

1,253 Ruofeng talismans, 1,046 Binglei talismans, 1,304 Jueshen talismans, 1,025 Tianchi Wanli talismans, 869 Bingxue Liedao talismans, 526 Jihan Yinquan talismans, 476 Hongju Lei talismans, and thousands of talismans of various colors filled the entire secret room.

Especially when they saw so many Jihan Yinquan talismans and Hongju Lei talismans, they couldn't help but be shocked by Wang Lu's talent in talisman art again. If they only talked about the success rate of these two talismans, except for the three elders, they were all ashamed of themselves.

This son of Fu Dao, who only appears once in a hundred years, no, it should be rare in a thousand years, made them all deeply feel that Fu Lou might rise rapidly in his hands. Compared with the "Fu Demon" of the Fantasy Sect in Ximo who suddenly became famous and has been rumored for a long time, Qin Ming's talent should be almost the same.

Elder Chen quickly informed Elder Yu of the situation of Wang Lu's drawing. Shi Xun told him that no matter what "Qin Ming" asked, except for some precious treasures, he must try his best to meet it.

Elder Chen immediately arranged the thirteen kinds of spiritual materials needed by Wang Lu.

"Bang!"

Wang Lu, who was meditating and practicing, suddenly opened his eyes, and a storage bag appeared in the air. Could it be, is it?

He couldn't wait to penetrate his consciousness into it, hahahahahaha...

A full 1,300 kinds of ten thousand year spiritual materials were listed. After more than five years of twists and turns, the Starfish Pill that he exchanged for the 120,000 year old Nine Ring Grass at a risk of danger finally had a destination. He couldn't help but wave his arm.

But, the problem came.

With his almost zero talent for alchemy, one hundred copies seemed like a lot, but in fact, they were dispensable. Fortunately, he had the Four Directions Dingtian Cauldron and the transformation spirit medicine Xiaolu.

It was time to wake them up.

If the effect of the Baizhuan Guiyuan Pill had not been accumulated in his body, perhaps his cultivation would have been unstable.

Just kidding, with twenty bottles of Baizhuan Guiyuan Pill, any pig would have broken through to the late Jindan stage, but he could only see the threshold and never enter.

Therefore, there was still a lot of medicinal power stored in his meridians, acupuncture points, blood, and eight extraordinary meridians. Without these medicinal powers, he would have been hollowed out by the Immortal Vine Gourd, Xiaolu, the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade, and the Four Directions Dingtian Cauldron.

He could only barely maintain his current cultivation and stay where he was. If he wanted to go further, only the Starfish Pill could push him to the late Jindan stage.

Presumably, at that time, when his magic power and spiritual consciousness had increased significantly, he could satisfy the four vampires' constant sucking day and night.

He first asked his life magic weapon to wake up the fairy vine gourd, but the fool ignored his call. Wang Lu then asked the Four Directions Dingtian Ding to take action, but he didn't expect that the fool twisted his body directly, as if taking a nap, and curled up his four extremely small feet on his head, covering his head tightly.

"Damn it!"

Wang Lu couldn't help but spit.

At the critical moment, none of them were reliable, Wang Lu couldn't help but said in distress.

Just when he was about to wake up the fairy vine gourd himself, a very strong wave suddenly came from his waist.

He suddenly froze and stopped, and then, ecstasy fell from the sky. His life beast, the gray-purple little butterfly, Zijiu, who had been sleeping for nearly fifty years, finally woke up.

Wang Lu jumped up in excitement and cast a spell at the beast bag.

"Huh!"

A purple afterimage as fast as a spark flashed like a lightning in the dark sky, and then disappeared.

"Swish", "Swish", "Swish", "Swish", "Swish"......

Wang Lu's eyes seemed to be full of flowers. In less than two breaths, the whole training room was filled with purple light.

It can be seen that Zi Jiu's speed has reached an incredible level. This is all the purple left by Zi Jiu's own speed and his own afterimage.

"Okay, okay, I know you are amazing, stop it quickly." Wang Lu laughed "Haha".

"Chiu"

Even with Wang Lu's powerful consciousness approaching the peak of the early Nascent Soul, he could not catch when Zi Jiu appeared on his shoulder.

"Huh!"

Wang Lu felt that there was an iron mountain on his shoulder, which was very heavy. Fortunately, with his level of body training, he could still bear it.

Zi Jiu was still the same size, less than one foot. The two pairs of wings that were originally more purple and less gray were now clearly purple and gray, like the Chu River and Han River, each occupying half, clearly divided.

The wings did not grow bigger, and the two dark purple-gray butterfly whiskers seemed to be a little thicker. Wang Lu's sharp eyes did not find any clues. It was just his feeling.

Zijiu's body was still purple and gray, with a few messy hair-like lines on it, which looked mysterious.

What Wang Lu found most incredible was that after its second pair of wings, two pure purple wings that were completely disproportionate to the other two pairs grew out, which was very charming.

So that's why the little guy was so fast, it turned out to have a third pair of wings.

Zijiu saw Wang Lu stroking Xiaoba and constantly looking at it, and gave him a disdainful and contemptuous look, as if to say, what are you looking at, what's so good about it.

Seeing that the man with a bad smile was still looking at it carefully, Wang Lu suddenly felt a slight pain in his mind. Zi Jiu flew to the stone bed at some point, flying around, and told him to prepare a grass nest for it quickly, and two more high-grade spirit stones, otherwise he would not help him to fight against the enemy in the future.

Wang Lu laughed dumbly. This guy had been sleeping and practicing for fifty years, and his temper was still so irritable, but he just liked his irritability.

He quickly tore the cushion he was sitting on into pieces, hastily wove a nest for Zi Jiu, and then placed ten high-grade spirit stones in it at once.

When Zi Jiu jumped into the grass nest, he rolled his eyes at Wang Lu again, as if to say, your skills are simply getting worse and worse: Alas, it's so bad that I'm at a loss for words...

However, what he was greeted with was Wang Lu's smug "hehe" strange laugh.

Zi Jiu couldn't stand it directly, and couldn't bear to listen directly. He wrapped his whole body with wings that were disproportionate to his body, and fell asleep again after a while.

Wang Lu was so excited that he was ready to wake up the other two sleepers by force.