I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world

For example——

Make an arm armor with hundreds of capillary needles inside. As long as he has a thought, these needles will pierce into his body. With such a thing, he only needs three breaths to instantly restore full spiritual energy.

Although the "Slippery" entry will cause uncontrolled teleportation.

But he only needs to retreat to the small world after the spiritual energy is exhausted, and then fight out after replenishing the spiritual energy in the small world for three breaths, and then it will be perfect.

This is a perpetual motion machine.

Chen Lu kept this matter in mind and prepared to find a weapon repairer to design such a spiritual treasure tomorrow.

Then he exited the small world.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed in the inn, looking at the blessing of the heaven tonight.

512 foundation-building lower-grade heavenly cultivation pills, no change from yesterday, it seems that the enthusiasm of these people has been slowly declining.

Many things are like this, even if it is interesting, the discussion will gradually decrease.

The "Reputation Ranking" has a mechanism that once you are on the list, your reputation value will not drop, even if no one is discussing you anymore. Unless someone behind you catches up with you, you can always keep this ranking.

He only moved up one place on the reputation ranking, and it seems that the aftereffects of the "Heavenly Edict" are almost over, and it is still 10 foundation-building middle-grade Heavenly Dao cultivation pills.

Chen Yu swallowed a foundation-building middle-grade Heavenly Dao cultivation pill, and began to practice again slowly with his mind method.

Two hours later.

"Huh"

Chen Yu opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath. At this time, he had absorbed all the Heavenly Dao cultivation pills blessed by the Heavenly Dao tonight, and his cultivation level had also reached.-

"Cultivation": Foundation-building Stage Nine (47.5%)-

Only half a step away from entering the peak of foundation-building cultivation.

It will be enough to wait until the Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pill arrives tomorrow. In fact, if he takes one Golden Pill now, he will probably reach the peak of the Foundation Establishment in an instant, but it is really unnecessary.

There is not much difference between the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment and the peak of the Foundation Establishment for him.

"Seven more."

Chen Yu looked at the jade boxes in his arms, each containing a second-grade Golden Pill, and murmured in a trance. If he needs seven more, he will have nine second-grade Golden Pills.

Originally thought that he could only harvest one second-grade Golden Pill tonight.

Unexpectedly, there were actually two. To be honest, this was something he really didn't expect, a real surprise.

The power of the formation plate was too fierce, and he had no time to collect everyone's storage rings and storage bags. Most of them melted in the flames, but he took special care of Ning Wuping and other instrument cultivators who were dressed in gorgeous clothes.

These people had a total of 23 storage rings, which were now lying quietly in his small world.

The two jade slips from the auction were in one of the storage rings, but it was hard to say whether there was one or two. Ning Wuping obviously didn't want the white refining item very much. He probably already had it, so he definitely wouldn't crush it and carve it into his Dao base.

But the other green refining item.

Ning Wuping seemed to want it very much. He hoped that this kid wouldn't act so quickly and crush the jade slip and carve it into his Dao base right after bidding.

Otherwise, he would have one less jade slip this time.

After roughly counting the harvest, he put everything away in the small world and tilted his head to look at the starry sky outside the window.

There was a smile between his eyebrows.

Soon, it was dawn.

A piece of news had spread throughout "Feicheng" last night, and continued to spread to other surrounding cities at an unabated speed.

Furnace Peak.

Named because it resembled the forging furnace used by instrument cultivators, the holy land in the minds of Feizhou instrument cultivators was razed to the ground by the formation last night.

The Ning family of Ning Taiping, the leader of the top ten foundation-building weapon cultivators in Feizhou, and Mr. Ning were wiped out overnight.

Nearly a hundred weapon cultivators who watched the ceremony that night were missing.

And at the site of Lufeng, there was a sign.

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"I believe in Buddhism and don't kill."

"Who said that?"

"They said that."

"——Chen Lu, the leader of Chaotian Sect."

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Nearly a hundred people went to Lufeng to watch the ceremony that night, but only Chen Lu and a few others survived in the end, and the bodies of the others were missing.

And that Chen Lu was even so arrogant that he didn't want to hide his name and wander around the world from then on, but left such a sign, as if declaring war on the weapon cultivators in the world.

The disaster last night.

As a result, many young weapon cultivators in Feizhou died tragically on the spot, and Senior Ning, who was almost destined to become a Jindan weapon cultivator, also died tragically on the spot, along with the Jindan who protected him.

At one time——

Many sects and families received this news.

This is the first time that so many weapon cultivators in Feizhou have died tragically at the hands of others. In the past, weapon cultivators were respected wherever they went. When has such a tragedy happened? An undercurrent that mortals cannot perceive began to surge throughout Feizhou.

"Interesting."

In the Feicheng City Lord's Mansion, a fat-headed middle-aged man was sitting on a chair and looking at the news handed over by the people below. He couldn't help laughing and said: "This Ning Taiping wanted to step on Chen Yu's power and build his own power."

"In the end, he used his power to complete Chen Yu's power."

"Just won the inheritance of the law cultivator, and then made such a thing in Feicheng. This Chen Yu's reputation in the future will not only be a lucky casual cultivator, but also a ruthless and ominous strength."

"Very interesting."

The old man standing behind him hesitated and said: "Master, can't you take action? You are among the top ten existences among the 365 city lords in Daxia. With your cultivation at the seventh level of Golden Core, master, It will definitely be easy to capture Chen Yuan."

"Why should I take action?"

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at the old man behind him with some confusion: "I have no grudges with him, why do you want to take action for no reason? Even if you poop, you must do it with the intention of pooping, right?"

"You can't be walking and suddenly stick your butt out to poop, right?"

"I don't have any reason, why should I take action?"

"this"

The old man hesitated for a while and then said hesitantly: "He killed people on your territory, sir. This is disrespectful to you."

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The middle-aged man rolled his eyes with a speechless expression. The old man looked away, leaned back on his chair, let out a long sigh and said again leisurely: "I know you are also a weapon cultivator, so it is understandable that you have some empathy, but he didn't kill anyone in Feicheng, so I won't care. Even if you want to take care of it, there is no reason to take care of it.”

"What's more, Ning Taiping was the first to destroy humanity. This is a deadly feud. No matter how you say it, it doesn't make sense."

"Besides, Your Majesty sent me here to guard the boundless ice field, not to care about such nonsense."

"The boundless ice field."

The old man raised his head and looked south and murmured: "Master, since you took office as the Lord of Feicheng thirty years ago, you have said that the Imperial Master predicted that there would be a disaster in Feizhou, and that countless demons would come out from the depths of the boundless ice field and slaughter the entire Feizhou. ”

"But--"

"So many years have passed and there is no sign at all. Moreover, even sword cultivators with peak Golden Core cultivation levels have not been able to return from the depths of the boundless ice field. How can any demon survive in its depths?"

The middle-aged man sneered coldly: "If you want to know, I am the national master."

"Brother Swimming."

At this time, Chen Yuan and the others were sitting in the same broth shop as yesterday. The scholar looked at Chen Yuan with a worried look and whispered: "I have been studying in the past two days how to restore my cultivation."

"Um?"

Chen Yang frowned, tilted his head to look at the scholar and said with a smile: "Damn, this is a good thing. I'm still waiting for you to win the inheritance of sword cultivation and give me the body of the Nascent Soul."

"There are still two Nascent Soul bodies left, and I don't know where to start."

"It's such a good thing, why do you have that expression on your face? Do you need a lot of spiritual stones? It's okay, I have them."

"no."

The scholar shook his head and felt a little embarrassed, but after a long pause, he still said firmly: "Brother Xuan, the Tiandao jade you gave me last time has basically suppressed the toxins in my Daoji."

"But my legs have been corroded by toxins for many years."

"If you want to regain your cultivation and embark on the path of sword cultivation again, you must first replace the bones and then cleanse the poison. If the sword bones of the Mootian Sect are exchanged with the bones in my body."

"I will be able to stand up again, and I will be able to embark on the path of spiritual practice again."

"Ordinary mortal bones are definitely not good, but that sword bone is not an extraordinary thing, and if this sword bone is integrated into my body, my sword will will be more powerful, but that sword bone will not be passed down in the future, and it will be completely integrated with me. One body.”

"It won't be until I die that I can appear on earth again."

"Hi."

Chen Hong shook his head helplessly: "I thought it was a big deal. The sword bone was given to you in the first place. You just have to deal with it. Apart from you, no one among us is a swordsman anymore, and we don't intend to pass it on."

"It's just that bone replacement sounds a bit scary. Are you just going to do it like this?"

"Don't you make any other preparations?"

In fact, he really wanted to say that the sword bone had been left open in the open for tens of thousands of years and had carried countless bacteria. How could he survive if he replaced it with a rash bone? But when he thought that it was a sword bone, it made sense again.

The sword can kill people, so it will definitely be no problem to kill some bacteria or something.

"need."

The scholar nodded: "We need some heavenly and earthly treasures as assistance, some things to stop bleeding, about three hundred spirit stones."

"Walk."

Chen Yuan immediately stood up to pay the bill, grabbed the scholar and prepared to go shopping.

In a small world.

Chen Yuan had already purchased all the materials and treasures that the scholar needed. At this time, the scholar was sitting cross-legged in a clean dormitory that had been tidied up. Next to him was a sword that was as tall as the scholar.

"Who will do it?"

"I will do it myself."

The scholar sat cross-legged on the ground and ran his mental technique several times before taking a deep breath, his fingertips trembling slightly, and the long sword in his sleeve suddenly shot out and pierced the root of the thigh, deeply gouging out the leg bone.

Suddenly the whole thigh became as soft as boneless chicken feet covered in red oil.

He also cut off the leg bones of the sword bones.

Stuff it into your right leg.

Soon he did the same thing again on his left leg.

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A flash of admiration flashed in Chen Hong's eyes, and he looked at the scholar's slightly pale and bloodless face, and his tight lips. This guy is really pain-resistant!

When he saw it, it was a little oozing.

How come this guy feels as natural as eating.

Half an hour later.

Only one head of the sword bone next to it was placed quietly on the bed, and all the remaining bones had been replaced in the scholar's body.

Fei Long asked doubtfully: "Won't this skull be replaced?"

"enough."

At this time, the scholar's body was covered with wounds that had not yet healed, and blood was flowing all over the floor. But even so, the scholar moved his legs with great emotion and trembled excitedly: "I can move my legs, I can move my legs." "

"I'm no longer disabled!"

Ordinary human and animal bones would be instantly crushed to powder by the strong sword intent in his body when they entered his body. Only this sword bone had been washed by the sword intent for tens of thousands of years and could completely withstand the washing by the sword intent in his body.

Allowing him to walk on the ground again.

And feed it back to yourself.

"Brother Swimming."

The scholar looked excited and even cried with joy. After studying for a while, he stood up and knelt down on the bed. His upper body was extremely upright and he looked at Chen Yang with firmness and hoarseness in his voice.

"Thank you Brother Yang for the sword bone."

"After my book's birthday"

"Stop, stop, stop."

Chen Hong looked at the wound on the scholar's leg that had not yet healed. Because he was kneeling down, he could even see the pale leg bones popping out of the wound. He hurriedly waved his hand to signal the scholar to lie down: "I know, I know, these words of loyalty are enough." Needless to say, just lie down and recover quickly."

"Getting the sword cultivation inheritance quickly is the best way to repay me."

Under the influence of a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, the scholar's injuries recovered quickly. Even though the wounds had not completely healed, the scholar still couldn't hold himself back. He got up and got out of bed, and kept pacing around the courtyard of the disciples' dormitory.

It's a little shaky when I walk.

It’s been several years since I’ve walked, and I’m still not used to it.

"so good."

Feilong, who was sitting on the small bench, looked at the scholar in the courtyard and said in a daze: "Brother Yang, you are almost ready for the Golden Elixir, and the scholar is almost restored to cultivation. You all have a bright future."

"you also have."

Chen Yuan glanced at Feilong and said angrily: "Don't worry, I won't forget you. In a few days, I'll get you a batch of banshees so you can practice double cultivation."

And this time.

The scholar also walked towards him with difficulty.

"how?"

"Very good." The smile on the scholar's face was genuine. He grinned from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. He looked extremely excited: "After I was disabled, my spiritual energy was not leaked. I can use a lot more spiritual energy. Now Just remove the remaining toxins in the Daoji."

"But I don't know what elixir can cure this toxin yet."

"But at least I can take less energy-boosting pills now, so we can travel faster."

"That's very good."

Chen Xuan smiled and said: "As for the elixir, see if you can find an alchemy cultivator to take a look at it for you."

"But now-"

"We have to find a repairman first."

Half an hour later.

Outside Feicheng, Chen Yang squatted down with a serious face and looked at the old man curled up on the ground shivering in front of him: "Your name is Li Jia, right? I heard they said you are the second weapon cultivator in Feicheng."

"Um"

The old man responded with fear in his eyes and uncontrollable trembling all over. Someone once told him that people can only remember the first, but never the second. Now he wanted to retort, "You fart."

Not only was he remembered, but he was also remembered by a murderous person!

Last night, the news that Chen Yuan had been wiped out by the entire Ning family and nearly a hundred artifacts had been spread throughout Feicheng. How could he not know about it? How could he not recognize it? He also specially distributed the portrait to his disciples and grandsons below.

Let your disciples and disciples be more discerning and not offend the wrong people.

But he didn't do anything, and he didn't know why he was targeted by this murderous man.

He was originally rejoicing that he would be the number one cultivator in Feicheng from now on. He had just built a wooden plaque saying "The number one cultivator in Feicheng" for his retreat room. Before he could hang it on the wall, the murderer broke into it. Enter this wilderness.

Now it seems that Feicheng's third weapon cultivator is about to take over.

"Do not be afraid."

Chen Yuan patted the old man's shoulder gently and said with a smile: "I want you to forge a spiritual treasure and get an arm armor. I have some special requirements."

He repeated the thought in his heart last night before speaking.

"Can it be done?"

"Can."

The old man nodded his head up and down like a rattle and said, "No problem, it can be done."

After learning the design requirements, his impression of the murderous man in front of him became more concrete. A normal person would not build such a torture device. Although he didn't know who this torture device would be used on, he just thought about it a little bit. Just thinking about it made him feel pain.

"Isn't this a very smooth communication?"

Chen Yuan turned his head and looked at Fei Long beside him and said with a smile: "There are rumors in the outside world that the weapon cultivator in Feizhou is quite aloof. If you want to find him to forge a spiritual treasure, you have to ask your grandfather to tell your grandma. Now it seems that there is The rumors were not very accurate at that time, but I think this senior has a very elegant demeanor and can communicate like a spring breeze."

The old man didn't know how to respond, so he could only force out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"How do you charge forging fees?"

The old man's head suddenly shook wildly again: "Your request is very simple. If you don't accept the spirit stone, just treat it as an apology for the offending behavior of those ignorant weapon cultivators last night."

"That's good."

Chen Yuan stood up and laughed: "Guys, take care of everything. I'll wait for you here. Let's get started."

Half an hour later.

Chen Yuan put the old man back and sat in the inn playing with his arm armor, a foundation-building low-grade spirit treasure. As the old man said, it was not very strong, but the strength was just right for him.

Just wear this vambrace.

As soon as the spiritual energy poured into his mind, more than a hundred steel needles were pierced into his body. Because it was a foundation-building low-grade spiritual treasure, it was guaranteed to hurt him without causing too much damage to him.

It only takes less than three breaths.

It can restore full spiritual energy in an instant, which is much faster than Qi-replenishing pills and spiritual stones, and there are no impurities. This seemingly inconspicuous foundation-building low-grade spiritual treasure will definitely be an important factor for him in the protracted battle in the future. means.

"very good."

Chen Yuan was satisfied and wore the arm armor on his left arm. It could not be seen from the outside. This arm armor had a certain defensive power, but it was only a low-grade foundation-building spiritual treasure, so don't expect too much.

It was already noon.

But the whole Feicheng was still quiet and there was no movement at all.

Chen Yuan looked out the window with some confusion: "Didn't those weapon cultivators say that there are many people behind them? No one is seeking revenge?"

He is also preparing to attract the golden elixirs behind these people.

Then he found some sects and families that did not have large formations to loot them. These weapon cultivators were really rich, and he was really jealous.

It is indeed a fertile land.

If you have enough aura, so will your temper.

He shook his head and said nothing more. He looked inside his body. He hadn't chosen the entry after breaking through the ninth level of foundation building yet. He hadn't looked at it since he was a little busy. Now he had his hands free.

And at this time——

In the northernmost part of Daxia.

In the boundless desert.

A young brown bear was standing on a high platform enjoying the excited shouts of countless brown bear tribesmen. Not far away, in the middle of the desert, dense spiritual rice was dancing in the desert.

"Son, you succeeded."

The young brown bear's father was equally excited and patted the young brown bear on the shoulder: "I apologize for doubting you at that time. I didn't expect that you could actually grow spiritual rice in the desert!"

"This is a miracle!"

"The problem that the demon clan has not solved for so many years, I didn't expect to be solved by you!"

"Son, have you seen the crazy eyes of those tribesmen towards you? You have replaced me as the leader of this tribe. Soon, you may even become the king of the brown bear tribe!"

The corners of the young brown bear's furry mouth were slightly raised, and he stood on the spot with his hind limbs. His eyes were cold and full of fighting intent, looking in the direction of Xuzhou: "I have said long ago that the demon clan must be unified!"

"First of all, it starts with the unification of the brown bear clan. The king of the brown bear clan is just the starting point, not the end."

"Father, please go and select some of the mature brown bear tribesmen. I want to train and arm them to the teeth. In the future, they will be the backbone of my demon army and my confidants."

"When the demon army breaks through Xuzhou——"

"The glory that belongs to my brown bear clan will spread throughout the entire continent!"

Just when the young brown bear was full of fighting spirit and expressed his longing for the future without hesitation, and his domineering aura was almost solid, he did not notice that the brown bear people in the audience who were shouting excitedly suddenly fell silent, and their eyes He looked at their new clan leader in confusion.

Even the old patriarch looked at the young brown bear with some doubts: "Son, I have a question, what are you going to do in training?"

"Um?"

The young brown bear frowned and turned his head to look at his father. Although he was a little confused, he still raised his furry bear paw and said coldly: "Of course it is to enter Daxia and occupy the fertile soil of Xuzhou!"

"Claim a homeland for the Brown Bear Clan that belongs to us!"

“What is the purpose of establishing territory?”

“Tons of food!!!”

The young brown bear said firmly and passionately.

"But."

The old patriarch pointed doubtfully to the spiritual rice dancing densely in the desert in the distance: "Don't we already have countless food?"

"Under the leadership of your son, it took us less than ten days to successfully plant a large area of ​​spiritual rice in the desert and usher in a bumper harvest. We already have so much food, why should we risk it for our people?" What if the risk of death enters the Great Xia Kingdom?"

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The corners of the young brown bear's mouth twitched, and after being silent for a long time, he softly said, "That's a miracle."

"A miracle that unites the demon clan. My original intention is to use this miracle to strengthen the cohesion of the demon clan, not to let the demon clan live happily in the boundless desert relying on these rice."

"Son, I understand what you mean. What I mean is that we already have endless food, why do we still attack Daxia?"

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The young brown bear stopped talking. He just walked to the side of the high platform expressionlessly, jumped into the air, drew an elegant parabola, and plunged his head into the desert without moving again.

He was a little tired, he missed home, he really wanted to go home.

Can't carry it.

When that person gave a speech, didn't he rely on half a million pieces of bread to arouse people's emotions? Why couldn't he arouse people's emotions?

I forgot to write the entry for choosing between eight and nine levels of foundation building. Thank you readers for reminding me. I will add it tomorrow. I will make a small patch. Sorry.