Above the Immortal Cultivation

When he was at his weakest, it was Zijiu who accompanied and protected him until his death.

Alas, there is also the loyal and down-to-earth Xiaotong, who is like a psychedelic marten.

As for Li Mouqing, in fact, both Zijiu and Xiaotong could be given to her, but because Zijiu was not as strong as Xiaotong at that time, he parted with it with a broken heart.

More than 700 years have passed, and I don’t know if you are okay or where you are?

People, this is the kind of care and recollection that cannot be explained. They always find confusion and sadness for themselves without any reason. They want everything to be perfect, but they are just deceiving themselves.

Many desires and thoughts often emerge in their hearts, making themselves at a loss and unable to extricate themselves.

Wang Lu smiled, perhaps the end of the mystery is probably the killing calamity sent by the heaven.

He just sometimes can’t help thinking, thinking, reminiscing, exploring, seeking hardship, and trouble for himself...

And Yang Kelin, who also made him messy and unbearable to look back.

Sooner or later, the two of them will have a fight, and he is looking forward to it.

However, he is looking forward to seeing her and asking her face to face why this happened?

It is better to cut off the cause and effect as soon as possible, and go their separate ways from now on.

Maybe it is both, or maybe it is neither.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu was confused.

Letting his thoughts wander, his mind gradually calmed down, and soon, a day passed.

"Ha."

Wang Lu's heart moved and he exclaimed softly.

"Swish."

A light that moved him passed by his eyes, and even though Xue Tong magnified and slowed down a thousand times, he still could not catch the tail of the purple light.

Zi Jiu seemed to be suppressed to the extreme, and he didn't care about his master at all, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Lu did not follow, he was very confident in Zi Jiu, and believed that it would be able to survive the seventh level of heavenly tribulation.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and a thin purple line was moving rapidly in the void.

After a few breaths, even his powerful consciousness did not feel anything, only his mind still had a vague connection with Zi Jiu.

"Get up."

Wang Lu flashed out, jumped, and came to the sky.

He said he was not worried, but he still jumped out.

His own natal spirit beast, his closest partner who saved him from desperate situations many times, even if the heavenly tribulation was easy for it, who could tell when the accident would come?

"Let's go."

Without thinking, he was worried, and followed closely at a top speed of 1,900 feet per breath.

Soon they arrived at a verdant mountain a thousand miles away from the Fantasy Sect.

Fifty miles away, Wang Lu stared anxiously at the pure blue sky thunders falling from the sky, bombarding a group of rich purple and gray light.

At this time, his spiritual perception was highly concentrated, and his consciousness was fully open. Everything within a hundred miles was vivid, without missing a single bit.

The calamity lasted for an incense stick of time. Under the last butterfly-shaped green thunder, the two lights finally shattered into pieces, revealing a purple-gray demon butterfly that roared at the sky with a fierce flame.

The demon butterfly pointed its pure purple tentacles at the high-altitude clouds, and "boom", the chaotic clouds immediately collapsed.

Under the eyes of Xue Tong, a wisp of almost invisible pure green air was swallowed by Zi Jiu in one gulp.

"Infant."

Zi Jiu made a joyful sound that only he could hear, and then flashed a few times and came to his shoulder, looking very proud.

Looking closely, the little guy was less than one foot long, but now he has reached level seven, which is the middle stage of level eight, and has finally grown to exactly one foot.

The purple-gray wings have turned into pure gray. Looking closely, there are several subtle natural scratches hovering around.

The purple-gray tentacles were pure purple, and the two bean-sized eyes were left gray and right purple, which looked like the Yin-Yang double pupils of Senior Yin Qi, one black and one white. It was very mysterious, and I didn't know what magical use it had.

Zi Jiu's extremely heavy body soared again after breaking through the realm. If it was a stone mountain before, it would have become an iron mountain now.

If it weren't for his body being as hard as diamond, if it were an ordinary person, half of his body would have sunk into the ground.

"Hehe."

Wang Lu smiled and said, "The little guy is quite powerful. He can even take the Qing Gang Thunder, one of the thirty-six thunders in the sky. Although it is not pure, he eats the essence of the thunder marrow. You don't know how lonely I have been without you over the years. I often face ten thousand people alone. Haha, you can't be lazy anymore. In the future, those shrimp soldiers and crab generals will be handed over to you to deal with. I haven't done it for so long, so as not to be unfamiliar."

Hearing his muttering, it was like a chicken talking to a duck. Zi Jiu did what he had to do, lying comfortably with his eyes rolling around.

In the past, she would give a reluctant response, but now she didn't even look at him, and ignored him completely.

Seeing him cough a few times in embarrassment, Zi Jiu glanced at him, as if saying in his mind, it's all your fault, you always let me get rid of disasters and difficulties for you, hum, hurry up and prepare piles of good things, oh ah...

Yawned, and said a lot of aggrieved words that Wang Lu barely understood, as if he was tired of talking, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a gray light and entered the spirit beast bag, and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Wang Lu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what a mess he was talking about, what good things, isn't it just spirit stones, your master lacks everything except spirit stones, I'll prepare a few baskets of top-grade spirit stones for you first.

But at this time, he had nothing in his hands, and his storage bag was cleaner than his face.

He also had to rely on Senior Brother Tian's reputation to intimidate Qiu Zhen, asking him to get some spiritual materials and draw some talismans to sell for some money, as there were too many places where spiritual stones were needed.

Now he is no longer the one who feeds the whole family, but a family man. All the gifts sent by others went into Chen Yaer's pocket. He was just a foil, going through the motions and got nothing.

Besides, as the head of the family, if Yaer went back to her parents' home and repeatedly extorted money from Old Man Chen, and the news got out, would he still have the face of the first talisman master in the Western Desert?

At present, there is another Zi Jiu who eats spirit stones as food. It was better before. He was always in trouble, but at least he had some adventures and slept for dozens or hundreds of years, so he didn't spend many spirit stones.

However, now is different from the past. It is conceivable that the little guy has become an eighth-level monster, and his appetite must be opened. If he doesn't make money quickly, he will be driven crazy by his crazy curses all day long.

Haha.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu couldn't help but smile.

Zijiu's spirituality has greatly increased. If he was a baby before, he is now a two or three-year-old baby, but he still has a proud and spoiled personality, and does whatever he wants in a baby voice.

Yaer will be amused by it and laugh non-stop after waking up from cultivation.

After careful sensing, Zijiu's soul is much fuller than his own. You must know that the Hundred Refinements have forged his three souls and seven spirits as hard as steel, but compared with Zijiu, it is more than ten times worse.

He was more surprised than happy.

At the same time, Zijiu directly skipped the seventh level and stabilized at the middle level of the eighth level, which is equivalent to the middle stage of the Yuanying middle stage of the human race.

In his cultivation career so far, except for the unique Yinqi who took only a few years to step from the early Yuanying to the middle Yuanying, he has never heard of anyone who can jump from one realm to the next in less than a day.

It is simply incredible and completely subverts his understanding of the world of cultivation.

If he wanted to find out, it seemed that he could only break the confinement of this world and take Zi Jiu to the upper world. They both had profound cultivation and strength, and Zi Jiu told him in person to understand the reason.

"Swish."

A clear light flew into the spirit beast bag, and the few hundred pieces of high-quality spirit stones left were sent in without hesitation.

Ha.

As Wang Lu wished, at this moment, he really became a pauper.