From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

Out of curiosity, Wen Jiu controlled Dongquan to hide his body without turning into bones and escaped into the forest, quietly following Lin Yingyun Mountain seven or eight thousand miles away. If it were at its peak, Lin Yingyun Mountain might be able to detect some abnormalities, but now Lin Yingyun Mountain is at the end of its strength, like a rotten tree without roots that is about to fall.

Although I don't know why the corpse energy required for divination increases instead of decreasing, it is probably just a flashback. Regardless of the reason, Wen Jiu habitually kept Dongquan Buhuagu at a distance of seven or eight thousand miles.

However, just when he entered the familiar core area of ​​Tianyin Mountain Range, Wen Jiu suddenly discovered a problem, a problem that even Lu Changyin, who could access most of the information from the dark altar at any time, was not aware of it.

That is, although there is still the Spirit-Suppressing Army of the Territory Lord's Mansion in the Tianyin Mountains, there is no one there after entering the core area. The Zhenling Army also seemed to have received orders and only hid outside the core area.

This situation has not changed after 30,000 miles into the core area of ​​Tianyin Mountain Range.

"The Spirit-Suppressing Army outside the Tianyin Mountains is still there, but why are there no Golden Core monks in the core area? And why did Lin Yingyun Mountain return to the Tianyin Mountains after the end of the road?"

In Donghua Immortal City, Wen Jiu thought for a long time, trying to use the corpse life technique to divine more numerological information from Lin Yingyun Mountain and explore the reasons. But even if all the corpse energy of the Three Thousand Blood Ink and the Blood Demon's Indestructible Bones were consumed, there would still be no clues.

"This is unreasonable. Corpse fortune-telling techniques cannot predict people's hearts. However, as long as it is a premeditated plan and careful calculation, it can be predicted. But Lin Yingyunshan's cannot... Could this be the corpse energy needed for Lin Yingyunshan's prediction? What's the reason for the increase instead of decreasing?" Wen Jiu suddenly lost his thoughts on cultivating live medicine, simply left the house, walked out of the Yin Formation, and selected a few bottles of first-level elixirs in the corner of the storage bag in the courtyard. Feed the spirit stone.

After continuing to follow for another two to thirty thousand miles, Wen Jiu discovered that Lin Yingyun Mountain was still going deep into the mountain. Dongquan's boneless consciousness could already sense the existence of third-order middle-level monsters, and there were two or three within a mere five thousand miles. . But that's not the point. It's only the middle level of the third level, and the existence of Dongquan's Invincible Bones can't be discovered yet. The point is, in a place where monsters live, monsters gather together extremely densely. Many monsters who may have been lone wolves their whole lives have also joined the group.

unreasonable.

Very unreasonable.

"Could it be possible that the abnormality of the monster and the lack of Jindan Daoist in the core area of ​​Tianyin Mountain Range are the same reason?"

"But what exactly happened? Even Dongquan Buhuagu on the periphery of the Tianyin Mountains, and even Lu Changyin, couldn't get any information. Dongquan Buhuagu couldn't sense it. It's understandable. After all, Dongquan Buhuagu couldn't last forever. Covering the surroundings with spiritual consciousness is like a mortal who cannot sleep forever.

However, Lu Changyin did not receive any information. It was obviously impossible that the heretic Yinmomen Dark Altar lineage did not receive any information. The only explanation was that Lu Changyin was not qualified to know this information.

It's not that the demon cultivators of Antan's lineage don't trust Lu Changyin, but that Lu Changyin is only in the early stage of the Golden Core after all. If it involves late-stage Jindan monks, Lu Changyin is not qualified to take it for granted. "

Wen Jiu had no doubts in his heart, and even hesitated whether to let Dong Quan continue to follow.

pity.

The corpse life technique has not yet been perfected, otherwise one can directly predict good or bad luck and easily make a good choice.

No matter what is involved.

No matter what is hidden behind this.

Wen Jiu was not curious at all, because he had only one goal, to raise corpses and plot the Yuanying Dao Fruit, the outer path to the heavens.

Apart from that, he was not interested in anything, whether it was opportunity or chance, and he didn't want to be interested.

"Forget it, turn back and turn back."

Wen Jiu immediately controlled Dongquan and returned without breaking his bones.

But just when he turned around to leave, he saw Lin Yingyun Mountain suddenly falling onto the cliff of a waterfall in the towering dense forest. After gathering his breath, he sat cross-legged next to the waterfall like a stone statue.

Just when Wen Jiuyi was stunned and too lazy to look again, he found that Lin Yingyunshan suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Taoist, you've been following me all this way, why don't you show up and have a chat?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Wen Jiu suddenly felt a trace of emotion and regret in his heart. He was too careless and took it for granted. After all, Dongquan's Boneless Bones was only at the middle level of the third level, and Lin Yingyunshan was an old monk who had lived for thousands of years.

But it was naturally impossible for Wen Jiu to show up and talk to him, because there was nothing to talk about.

The only thing he was curious about was what choice Lin Yingyunshan would make. Now it seems that it is better to go back and use the corpse fortune telling method honestly. If you stay here, who knows what trouble you will encounter.

Who knows if this old guy did this on purpose?

It's okay if they are seven or eight thousand miles apart, but if they are close and they are restricted from using the escape method, it will be troublesome.

"As expected, you still can't underestimate anyone." Wen Jiu said with emotion, controlling Dongquan and leaving without turning into bones.

But just after flying thousands of miles away, a voice was heard within the induction of Dongquan's Invincible Bone Spiritual Consciousness.

"Fellow Taoist, you've been following me all this way, why don't you show up and have a chat?"

Same words.

Same tone.

Wen Jiu's expression condensed, "Is this old guy going to blow up his beard?"

Wen Jiu did not let Dongquan move without turning into bones, but waited quietly for a moment, and then the familiar voice sounded again.

"Fellow Taoist, you've been following me all this way, why don't you show up and have a chat?"

Wen Jiu was speechless.

You can really pretend.

You didn't feel anything. It's pure fraud.

Then, Wen Jiu watched Lin Yingyunshan cheat several times. When nothing was blown out, he slowly stood up and plunged into the waterfall. He began to dig a cave with force. But when he dug a pit in the cave and made a stone coffin with a stone, Wen Jiu realized that he was not digging a cave, but digging his own grave.

After everything was ready, he began to write his life story on the stone wall, starting from the time he got the immortal fate a thousand years ago.

One thousand one hundred and thirteen years ago, he was still called Zhong Yunshan, but he was just the son of a farmer in the mountains. His father was named Zhongli, his mother was named Li Erniu, and he had a brother who was three years older than him and a younger sister who was two years younger. Lin Yingyunshan still remembered their names.

The brother was named Zhong Lingxi, because there was a stream in front of their door where spiritual fish appeared from time to time; the younger sister was named Zhong Hongxia, because their family could see Hongxia every day, which was the most beautiful thing they could see.

When he was fifteen, the falling stars burned the crops they depended on for survival, and also wiped out the mountains, forests, and streams. His family happened to go to the town thirty miles away to sell firewood and white melons to escape the disaster, but although they survived by chance, everything in the family was gone.

As a last resort, he could only join the Blood Knife Gang in the town and earn money by collecting corpses for the gang to support his family. His parents were ill due to overwork and could not reclaim wasteland. For the time being, they could only do some work such as sand resistance and laundry in the town.

But disasters always come in pairs. Not long after, both parents died of illness, leaving only the three brothers and sisters to depend on each other.

At this point, Lin Yingyunshan stayed in the same place silently for dozens of breaths, as if he was struggling to calm down. This move did not seem like an old monk in the late Jindan period who had practiced for thousands of years and was accustomed to the separation of life and death, but like a mortal.

After calming down, Lin Yingyunshan continued to write.

After only the three of them were left, he began to work hard for the Blood Knife Gang, because he was the only one among the three who had the qualifications to practice martial arts. However, within two years, his eldest brother suddenly disappeared and his life or death was unknown. A year later, he learned from the leader of the Blood Knife Gang that last year, a left-handed immortal master who practiced Qi at the second level passed by and caught some people in the town to raise ghosts.

Although he didn't know if his eldest brother was among them, it was almost certain, otherwise a living person would not suddenly disappear. After that, he only had a little sister left, and only one relative left. Three years later, he was promoted to deputy hall master in the gang, and learned from the gang leader the real reason for the falling star fire a few years ago that caused them to be displaced.

It turned out that there were two Qi-training monks at the third and fourth levels who were practicing, and then they just lit a fire.

After learning the truth, he completely understood that mortals in this world are fish in the mouth. The families they desperately protect and the life they do their best to live are just like ridiculous bubbles, which can be punctured by any immortal cultivator. Moreover, they did not intend to puncture them, but they just happened to encounter the dust raised by the immortal cultivator passing by.

After understanding this, he resolutely left the town and embarked on the road to find immortal fate. After that, he was lucky enough to measure his spiritual roots, worshipped the old Taoist in a temple, and practiced for ten years to enter the middle stage of Qi training.

He found the evil cultivator of the left way, and also found the two Qi training cultivators who lit a fire casually.

After killing the three people, he returned to the town, just glanced at his younger sister who had become a married woman from a distance, and then embarked on the road of immortal cultivation again. This trip lasted for fifty years, but he became an unattainable foundation-building cultivator.

But he also knew that foundation-building is just a slightly larger ant in the world of immortal cultivation, which is nothing.

When he returned home, his younger sister had passed away. He had no relatives in this world, so he continued to move forward.

After struggling and wandering for a hundred years, he became a disciple of Qi Guangzong, and changed his name to Lin Yingyunshan after his master. Later, he became the youngest late-stage foundation-building cultivator in Qi Guangzong and married his master's daughter. But at that time, Qi Guangzong was just an ordinary declining Jindan force, and only his master, whose life span was coming to an end, was struggling to support it.

After his master's death, Qi Guangzong was like a dead leaf in the wind and rain, and could be crushed at any time, so he fought for a hundred years, experienced dozens of life-and-death crises, and killed many people for this, even fellow Taoists who had been with him for twenty or thirty years, but the ending was that he finally got the Jindan, and stabilized the Qi Guangzong in the midst of the turbulent situation.

This year, he returned to the town again, but found that the town and all the people in the town had been reduced to a passing cloud by the competition between two late-stage Qi training cultivators, and no one survived.

But this time he was not angry, because after hundreds of years of practice, he had already known the truth that everyone below the Jindan was an ant.

This is the case in the world of immortal cultivation.

And even if he could not enter a higher realm in this life, he would eventually die like his mentor, and his family and relatives would fall into the abyss because of his death.

So in the next three hundred years, he practiced hard, and finally entered the late stage of Jindan and stood on the top of Xishan Floating Space.

But what can he do?

He was only a middle-level Jindan.

He did not have great luck.

In the next five hundred years, he tried many times to break through, but failed every time, and the deadline was approaching unknowingly. In order to break through, he could only let his eldest son die at the hands of Jie Xiu; in order to break through, he even disguised himself as Jie Xiu and quietly refined a monk into Yin Dan; in order to break through, he even cooperated with the Hidden Demon Sect of the Outer Dao to protect the demon cultivators from harming the monks in Xishan Floating Space.

All of this was because he did not want to be like his former mentor, and could only beg his enemies for mercy.

He didn't want to struggle for a thousand years, and end up being nothing but a handful of dirt, no different from the mortals in the town a thousand years ago.

He could take over another body and cultivate again.

But cultivating again would only mean continuing to struggle hopelessly and meaninglessly for a thousand years, so he wanted to die together with Long Teng Liyi, but his plan to die together was also destroyed by a divine thunderbolt.

He even lost the chance to die with dignity in the end.

In the end, Lin Yingyunshan put his skills, cultivation experience, etc. in the sarcophagus.

It seemed to be waiting for the destined person to open it.

Seeing this scene, Wen Jiu fell into silence, and his heart was inevitably agitated, but in the end he was hesitant to speak.

Those who cannot live forever.

It will all be like this in the end.

He is no exception.

He would not sigh about anything, because Lin Yingyunshan is much better than most cultivators, and he has at least seen the scenery of the Golden Core.

Most cultivators spend their entire lives in the Qi training stage, and even struggle for their entire lives, they are only at the third level of Qi training.

Such cultivators were everywhere in the Dead Peak.

So Lin Yingyunshan was lucky. If he died today, Wen Jiu would not have any waves in his heart.

He even waited for his death and took away his body directly. It would be a good choice to raise corpses or ghosts.

But just when Wen Jiu thought that Lin Yingyunshan was going to lie in the stone coffin and wait for death quietly, he found that Lin Yingyunshan suddenly took out a black sound transmission stone, the quality of which was unexpectedly high.

"When can you arrive?"

This was a question.

Perhaps this was the purpose of Lin Yingyunshan's coming to the Tianyin Mountains.

"Since there is a purpose, the corpse life technique can't predict any destiny. What's the situation?"

Wen Jiu fell into deep thought, and some worries arose in his heart, because this was the first time this happened.

In the past, the heavenly secrets were concealed by the heavenly secrets, so the corpse life technique could not predict, but it could still see the hidden heavenly secrets. But this time, the corpse life technique did not predict anything.

"It seems that the corpse life art of the Great Accomplishment Realm is already somewhat stretched." Wen Jiu muttered secretly, and continued to stare at Lin Yingyunshan with Dongquan Buhuagu, and saw that he set up a spiritual consciousness sound barrier around him.

Dongquan Buhuagu's spiritual consciousness can penetrate, but once it is forcibly penetrated, Lin Yingyunshan will definitely notice it.

"It seems that there is no chance to pick up the corpse." Wen Jiu gathered his thoughts, and after Lin Yingyunshan left behind his inheritance and life like the ancient cultivators thousands of years ago or even ten thousand years ago, he controlled Dongquan Buhuagu to leave as well.

But when Lin Yingyunshan removed the sound barrier, the words he whispered in a low voice made Wen Jiu stop Dongquan Buhuagu's steps to leave again.

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