Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu returned to the Dancing Inn in a daze.

He always had doubts about the idea of ​​luck.

If he accepted Zhang Cheng's proposal, it would indeed be a strong and solid help in the hundreds of years without Xiaolu. However, he had to repay his kindness sooner or later. This was one of the reasons.

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come alone, and blessings never come in pairs. Good luck and opportunities came one after another, and he felt a little overwhelmed, which made him feel a little uneasy.

First, on the way to kill the Fiery Explosive Bear, he met and made friends with Lan Yu, killed a female cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, took her storage bag, got a lot of wealth, and obtained "Sky Red Grass"; unprecedentedly opened the blood orifices, created a technique, and reached the first extreme state of six hundred feet per breath; killed the Fiery Explosive Bear, seized its treasure, and successfully obtained the ancient jade slip;

Then, under the management of Li Jie and Yu Ningzhi, the South Sea Alliance developed and grew in an orderly manner; in the gray market, he encountered the nameless fragment that made his life treasure Six-Star Arch Moon Blade advanced, and it was refined by Song Fengyu;

Finally, he got the unparalleled twenty-two bottles of top-grade Drunk Green Pills from the alchemy master Zhang Cheng, and so on.

In the past ten years, good luck has been continuous, which seems a bit too good!

Frightened, he decisively gave up Zhang Cheng's show of goodwill.

According to his expectation, twenty bottles of "Drunk Green Pill" would be enough. He never expected that Zhang Cheng's alchemy level was simply amazing. After twenty-two bottles of top-grade Drunken Green Pill, if he still couldn't refine his magic power to the final step of the Nascent Soul stage after the retreat, he might as well find a piece of tofu to kill himself.

This unexpected surprise, in turn, once again deepened his strong sense of unknown disasters.

He must restrain his mind and practice quietly.

On the one hand, it can greatly improve his magic power, and on the other hand, it can also avoid disasters.

The message conveyed by the jade slip of the female cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is clear in his eyes:

He must break through the Nascent Soul stage within fifty-four years, otherwise, if he misses this time, he will have to wait until a thousand years later.

The female cultivator's name is Li Xiuyu, and she is the chief disciple of the "One-eyed Old Woman", one of the five great gods of the South China Sea. She actually had the opportunity to become a late Nascent Soul cultivator ten years ago, but for this opportunity, she suppressed her cultivation to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

There are two prerequisites to enter it.

First, you must be a cultivator in the early or middle stage of the Nascent Soul. This is the most basic condition.

Second, the one hundred Nascent Soul masters who got the jade slip competed for thirty places in that mysterious place. That is to say, once Wang Lu entered the Nascent Soul stage, if he did not enter the top thirty at the end of the competition, there would be only one result, that is, death.

Even if the competition was fierce and cruel, he had to fight hard for Xiaolu. The key lies in these short fifty-four years.

Breaking through the barriers and practicing cannot be disturbed by anything, especially when facing the Nascent Soul Tribulation. If there is any interference, it is easy to fail or even die.

Originally, the Dancing Inn was a good choice.

But considering that there are people coming and going, there are all kinds of people, and there are countless monsters. If someone with malicious intentions or hidden intentions suddenly attacks, then you don’t even know how you died.

It’s okay to retreat, but it’s impossible to go through the Nascent Soul Tribulation here.

The South China Sea is boundless, with islands as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River, especially the ocean that exceeds 100 million miles, with huge waves filling the sky, deep sea fog, and powerful sea beasts. There are indeed many precious and abundant island spiritual materials, and there are also many barren lands. They are like abandoned children, silently enduring the turbulent waves and lonely coldness of the South China Sea.

In the room, he left the storage bag of spiritual stones and spiritual materials obtained from the Fiery Explosive Bear and Li Xiuyu, as well as the jade slip of his recent movements with the unique method taught by Li Jie.

Wang Lu closed the door, walked out of the inn, and rushed all the way south, out of the city gate, to the sea, and came to more than 30,000 miles. He exerted his full strength and went as fast as thunder and wind towards the deep sea.

With the blessing of a strong physique and deep magic power, the body skills of "Crossing the Clouds" are full of style, just like a black lightning shuttling through the turbulent waves, leaving many magic weapons flying at high speed in the sky far behind.

After a full year and three months, excluding the intervals of meditation and recovery, he escaped 150 million miles away, which was far beyond the scope of the South China Sea. As for whether it was a deep sea, it was hard to say, and it should be far from it.

This distance, as far as he knew, almost blocked more than 95% of the monks from going there.

"Ha!"

Wang Lu shouted softly, breaking through a huge wave, soaring into the sky, and rising to a height of one thousand feet.

Looking far away, the entire sea area has no end. The thick sea fog followed the deep and dark waves and rose and fell one after another, overturning the world, and hitting countless islands around.

Hundreds of feet and thousands of feet of big fish with bodies as black as ink or pale and shiny jumped up and down with the sweeping of the waves, rolling to their heart's content, just like a boatman who is good at sailing on the water and has extremely high skills, dancing with the waves with a small boat, how happy it is.

Wang Lu's eyes condensed, 50,000 miles to the west, a small red island with a radius of more than 20 miles was almost swallowed by waves all the time, unmoved by wind and rain, stable and solid.

The rest of the islands, some are as large as tens of thousands of miles, some are as tall as a magic spear, some are high in the east and low in the west, wide in the south and narrow in the north, and so on. They firmly break through the sea water and stand far above, even in the strong wind and waves, they stand tall.

Lowering his body, riding the waves, in an hour or so, brave the wind and waves, he stepped onto this small island.

Although it was swallowed by strong waves again and again, there are still many thick trees that can be hugged tenaciously and sparsely growing on the island.

Kuiniu is surrounded by a black halo, and the convenient six-star arched moon blade is not around.

"Go."

At the call, the Sky-supporting Stick turned into a five-foot-long golden stick as big as a cup. Under the guidance of Wang Lu's powerful consciousness and abundant strength, it quickly dug a slightly higher hillside like cutting vegetables and melons.

Countless mud and rocks flew everywhere, and soon, a cave that could accommodate one's body was built.

There was no intention of stopping at all. He went into the cave, holding the Sky-supporting Stick, and went down a hundred feet, then turned left for fifty feet, turned right for fifty feet, and then went down again, forward, backward, left, right, up and down, deep and shallow... There was no pattern at all.

For a whole day, a passage hundreds of miles long, twisting and turning, winding and circling was formed. At this time, the last simple cultivation cave was a thousand feet deep into the island.

Putting away the Sky-supporting Stick, Wang Lu mentioned the power and unfolded his body skills, flying through the deep and complex passage he built, and it took two full hours before he came to the cave entrance.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, with his magic power, hundreds of formation flags flew out with a "swoosh" sound and were arranged all over the island, and the entrance of the cave was restored to its original state.

Then, he turned around and went back. Every time he passed a fork in the road, he laid a formation.

The formations ranged from simple to complex. In the last retreat cave, he buried a "Thousand Mountains and Waters" defense formation that he bought with a million high-quality spirit stones. It was enough to stop a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. He fought with all his strength for an hour without stopping and without reservation.

One hundred and eighty-seven formations with various functions, plus the strong formation covering the island, totaled one hundred and eighty-eight sets.

The defense was unprecedentedly strong.

Wang Lu spent all his money just to successfully break into the Nascent Soul stage.