Above the Immortal Cultivation

"Hmph, have you laughed enough?"

Xiaoyaozi looked grim.

"Hehe, hehe, wait, wait, it's not enough."

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha!"

He laughed wildly twice in a row, almost making Wang Lu burst into tears. When he saw Xiaoyaozi's livid face, he forcibly suppressed his uncontrollable smile, which gradually stopped and faded.

"You are not kind to others. I really can't do anything about you."

Xiaoyaozi smiled bitterly.

"Okay, let's talk about business."

Wang Lu's expression changed, and his tone was surprisingly heavy.

Hearing this, Xiaoyaozi suddenly realized that the matter was of great importance and suddenly became serious.

"Brother Wang, please speak."

"You have seen my spiritual beast before, that little butterfly Zijiu. The thing is like this..."

While Wang Lu was narrating in detail, if there were any outsiders here, they would be surprised to find that Xiaoyaozi's face gradually changed from clear to blurry, until his whole person seemed to have escaped into the void and disappeared.

Weird and spooky.

Wang Lu had no idea about this, because Zijiu aroused his deep feelings, and he was completely immersed in spending time with it day and night.

Wang Lu became more and more emotional as he talked. When he mentioned that Zi Jiu was about to be annihilated when his soul was imprisoned, but it had to save it by itself, and then fell into the unknown of life and death, his eyes were red and filled with mist.

"well......"

Xiaoyaozi let out a long and heavy sigh.

The two fell into a long silence.

"Brother Wang's spiritual beast has a love as deep as the sea and a kindness as heavy as a mountain. Hearing it makes people feel great grief. No matter how difficult or dangerous it is, I will restore it."

Xiaoyaozi's deep love for spiritual beasts is even greater than that of Wang Lu. It can be said that 70% of his strength comes from them, so he especially understands Wang Lu's mood and empathizes with it.

I can't lose you in this life. Without you, there will be no perfection.

That year when I was brought under my master's tutelage and I was choosing a technique, I did not practice the Tianyuan Sect's established technique that attracted everyone's attention. Instead, I chose the "Six Spirits Wandering Heaven Technique".

I don’t know where Tianyuan Sect got this technique from.

Later, as his cultivation level improved, it was said that one hundred thousand years ago, a senior from the Tianyuan Sect unintentionally helped a dilapidated family return to glory, and it was given as a gift from this family.

Tianyuan Sect pays attention to the word "fate". As long as it meets someone who is suitable and suitable, it will take action, and there is no need for reward.

If someone gives you something, just take it. If you don’t give something, you never force it.

Over time, the Tianyuan Sect's Kung Fu Hall has accumulated hundreds of thousands of various Kung Fu techniques.

The core teachings of the sect are to let disciples choose as they please, without any interference or obstruction.

Xiaoyaozi has top-notch qualifications. Originally, his master asked him to practice the sect's Kung Fu, but he still wanted to try it in the Kung Fu Hall.

I tossed and turned in the dust but couldn't find what I wanted. Just when I gave up and left, by chance, a simple, yellowed ancient book flew away. I was stunned and picked it up. It was "Six Spirits Traveling in Heaven".

From then on, he officially started the path of spiritual practice and entered the world of immortality.

However, the most basic sect skills cannot be left behind, but they are not the original ones, but modified ones, based on basic magic, divination, astronomy, geography, humanities, five elements, yin and yang, Liuhe, Bahuang, architecture, Medical arithmetic, formations, fortune...etc. are the main ones.

Too complex, too many, too obscure, all-encompassing, and everything.

However, as a member of the Tianyuan Sect, you must master it. This is the foundation.

Those things almost drove him crazy.

Looking back now, it still makes him feel scared and unwilling to mention it.

Without anyone's guidance, he was groping for the practice of "Six Spirits Traveling to Heaven", because except for the Tianyuan Sect, which had a lot of experience in practicing Shanmen's techniques, he had to do all other techniques completely on his own.

Three thousand weak water, only take one scoop.

There are so many strange skills and methods in the Kung Fu Hall, and Tianyuan Sect has regulations. Once selected, they will never be changed, and they cannot be passed on to anyone, not even the disciples and children of the disciples, otherwise they will be punished by God.

Because of this, he could only practice hard. Unexpectedly, Youtian Jue was ten thousand or one hundred thousand times more complicated than those messy ghosts.

I have no choice but to go out of the mountain, look for all kinds of rare and exotic animals, and find that glimmer of opportunity.

During this time, he accidentally learned that the Six Talisman Cultivation Technique created more than 3,000 years ago actually had the same six characters as his "Six Spirits Traveling in Heaven".

Suddenly, he had a vague feeling that even though the Liufu Sect had been destroyed, he still had to find the heirs left behind by this sect.

Therefore, when he met Wang Lu, through precise investigation and thorough analysis, he concluded that this person was most likely the only successor of the Six Talisman Sect.

He was overjoyed and overjoyed. After gaining the trust of the other party and finding Xu Kui's trace through various means, he proposed the idea of ​​viewing the "Six Talisman", but he decisively rejected it.

Although I have regrets, when I think about it, as long as you are here, the word "six" and this difficult path of practice will not be my only one. At least I have a companion.

The techniques are different, but the path is the same.

What follows is the immortal experience and deep friendship between the two of them who rescued Xu Kui and fought side by side to live and die together.

This is the original intention and the whole story of why he found the king's path.

In the blink of an eye, scenes from the past came flooding back.

Xiaoyaozi frowned and said, "Brother Wang, can you take out the little guy?"

"brush."

There was a flash of light, and Zi Jiu, who fell into a coma and had no consciousness, closed his eyes tightly, and his demonic power was still there but not there.

The body, which was a little over a foot long, was clearly divided into two colors, purple and gray. Two pairs of disproportionately large wings, one gray on the left and one purple on the right, a pair of crystal-clear and thin small wings, were close to the body, and a half-foot-long purple-gray tentacle was curled and drooped.

Xiaoyaozi was concentrating, his brain was working at high speed, analyzing the nearly dying Zijiu.

Seeing this, Wang Lu could no longer maintain his usual calmness, and his heart fell on Zijiu.

An hour later, Xiaoyaozi's face was as cold as ice.

Three hours later, his face was ashen.

A day later, it was gray.

Every time his face changed, Wang Lu's heart became colder.

He understood that Xiaoyaozi was caught up in extremely fast thinking and high-intensity inference, denying, pushing back, and resetting again and again.

Zi Jiu's injury came from the attack on his soul by the Eighth Elder of the Body Sect and the young snake head of the Yu Family, and it took it all. The injury from the soul is the most difficult to treat, not to mention the injury from the monster.

If even Xiaoyaozi can't do anything, there is no other way except to uproot the Body Sect and the Yu Family and slaughter them all.

Three days passed in a flash, and Xiaoyaozi patted the ground weakly, motioning Wang Lu to sit down and talk.

Wang Lu quickly took out a jade bottle and handed it to him.

Xiaoyaozi didn't refuse, and opened it and poured it into his mouth.

He was really exhausted, his spiritual consciousness was exhausted, his magic power was weak, and his spiritual consciousness was greatly reduced.

He drank the extremely rare ten thousand year spiritual milk in a few gulps.

One bottle was not enough, Wang Lu took out three more bottles.

After drinking it, Xiaoyaozi immediately practiced the skills, and soon, thick white mist emerged from his body.

Wang Lu didn't disturb him, just hoped that there would be a result after recovery.

As a result, once he is crushed by the heavy weight, he will definitely go crazy!