Grassroots Immortality

Just like that, two beams of light kept shuttling through the Hengduan Mountains, one chasing and the other fleeing, and they were deadlocked.

The chasing party had no intention of giving up at all. Even if the one escaping was in a very bad state, he was unwilling to give up the last hope of survival.

At this time, Zhatian Daoren was not angry at all. If the situation continued to develop like this, it was a foregone conclusion that he would kill Lin Xian.

Thinking of all the opportunities that he would get from Lin Xian, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

With the opportunity of Lin Xian, his path to immortal cultivation would definitely be able to go further. For the future, Zhatian Daoren was also full of infinite expectations.

Because of the crazy output before, Lin Xian's mana had already consumed nearly half.

And the remaining half of the mana would be exhausted after six days.

However, Lin Xian's expression did not change at all. He took out a jade bottle, sucked a drop of spiritual liquid from the bottle, and swallowed it into his mouth.

In an instant, all the mana consumed by Lin Xian was completely replenished by this drop of spiritual liquid.

Not bad! This drop of spiritual liquid is the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk!

I remember that when it was in Sunset Valley, Wang Yan used the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk as bait to lure Lin Xian to the Demon Sealed Land in Youlan Valley.

The purpose was that the Yin Demon wanted to use these Qi-training monks to recover.

If it weren't for the appearance of the Demon Hunter, Lin Xian would have fallen into the hands of the Yin Demon and become food in the Yin Demon's mouth.

However, due to the timely appearance of the Demon Hunter, Lin Xian also escaped.

In the stalactite cave, Lin Xian got a whole bottle of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, more than 120 drops.

Not only that, he also got a pool of Spirit Eye Spring, which has now been placed in the space of the Qiankun Mirror by Lin Xian.

But the extra bottle of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk has never been used.

This Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk itself is a life-saving holy medicine, and Lin Xian has never thought of exchanging it.

Unexpectedly, it can be used now.

According to his consumption rate, one drop of ten thousand year spirit milk can support him to fly for about eleven or twelve days.

In a month, he will consume at most three drops of ten thousand year spirit milk.

And he has more than one hundred drops of ten thousand year spirit milk in total, so how can Lin Xian be afraid of a war of attrition?

Now Lin Xian is already thinking about how to kill the Taoist who explodes the sky, not how to escape.

After swallowing a drop of ten thousand year spirit milk, Lin Xian's mana has been fully restored. He controls the flying magic weapon and flies low towards the Ten Thousand Spirit Mountains, shuttling back and forth between the mountains, looking extremely embarrassed.

Seeing Lin Xian running away in front of him, the Taoist who explodes the sky is finally in a much better mood.

All the depression has been relieved at this moment, and all the anger has subsided.

Now the Taoist who explodes the sky, with a smile on his face, has regained the look of being in control, and has also regained the look of a master in the past.

However, although the Taoist who explodes the sky is happy, his speed is not slow at all.

His figure slowly came to fifty miles, and then slowly retreated to a hundred miles again.

Time passed quietly as he repeated this process back and forth.

Unknowingly, Zhatian Daoist had been chasing Lin Xian for a month.

During this month, Lin Xian looked extremely embarrassed. In Zhatian Daoist's eyes, Lin Xian looked like he was struggling before death.

But he also felt that something was wrong. After a month of pursuit, his mana had been consumed by 30%. Logically, Lin Xian should have used it up long ago.

Although Lin Xian looked embarrassed and fled everywhere, he didn't look like he had exhausted his mana.

But if you think about it carefully, which cultivator doesn't have a few trump cards? If the opponent's mana is not exhausted, he probably has a treasure that can quickly restore mana.

And such treasures are hard to come by. Even he doesn't have the spiritual milk that can instantly restore mana.

Even if that kid has it, how much can he have?

After exhausting the spiritual milk, he still has to wait for death.

It's a pity that such a treasure was wasted by that kid.

If he could catch up with Lin Xian soon, all these treasures would belong to him, Zha Tian Dao Ren.

But Lin Xian's mysterious method always prevented him from catching up quickly. In the end, he could only wait for the opponent to run out of mana before he had a chance to kill him.

This pursuit continued. Before he knew it, forty days had passed...

The situation had not changed at all, and Zha Tian Dao Ren had never thought of giving up the pursuit. How could he let such a good opportunity slip away?

After fifty days, Zha Tian Dao Ren's own consumption was almost half, but Lin Xian still had no signs of running out of mana.

After fifty days of continuous flying, the two of them didn't know where they had flown to, anyway, they were still in the Hengduan Mountains.

Lin Xian's flying route was not a straight line, but a continuous detour.

Although he looked embarrassed, the straight-line distance of his flight was not very long.

The Hengduan Mountains were crisscrossed from east to west, directly dividing the entire Cangmang Continent into two. The length of the mountain range can be imagined, as for how much the specific length is.

Perhaps there is no cultivator who is too bored to measure the length of this mountain range.

Even if it is thousands of miles long and short, Lin Xian has been flying in the mountains for nearly two months, and he has no idea of ​​the exact location.

After sixty days, Zhatian Dao Ren finally saw the dawn of victory.

Although he only had about 40% of his strength left at this time, Lin Xian was obviously running out of mana.

This can be seen from Lin Xian's flying speed.

Lin Xian's flying speed is getting slower and slower, and it is easier for him to chase within a range of fifty miles.

And even if he is hindered by the mysterious power again, his retreat speed is getting slower and slower.

This situation means that Lin Xian's speed is also slowing down.

Feeling the emergence of this situation, Zhatian Daoren was also happy in his heart, feeling that the two months of pursuit have not been in vain, and it is finally time to harvest.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen Lin Xian's desperate eyes and his bright future.

Successfully get the ancient mirror, reach the peak of life, and take another step on the road of cultivation, and then you will be immortal!

At this moment, Zhatian Daoren couldn't help but smile knowingly.

But this pursuit lasted for another month. During this month, Zhatian Daoren and Lin Xian have been keeping a distance of fifty to sixty miles.

From this point of view, it is not difficult for Zhatian Daoren to find that Lin Xian is about to run out of mana, and he is at the end of his rope at this time.

Zhatian Daoren was also flying away, swallowing pills, and taking out spirit stones to restore his mana.

At this moment, he only had 30% of his mana left, but even if he only had 10% of his mana left, he could easily kill Lin Xian.