I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

In a medium-sized fairyland, there is a sect hidden by a large formation of clouds and mist. Three big characters "Tongtian Sword Sect" are clearly engraved on the gate!

However, despite the impressive name of this sect, the interior is extremely dilapidated. Not only is there no one around, but many of the buildings within the sect also have signs of damage.

Even the square in front of the meeting hall was filled with flying swords that had lost their aura, like a desolate and silent sword tomb.

This doesn't look like a functioning sect at all, but rather like a ruins.

However, in a cave deep inside the sect, there is an old man and a young man living in seclusion here to practice.

"Old man, Yan Guan suddenly closed his eyes for hundreds of years that day. Is he going to finish playing or run away?"

Fan Mengyi put down the jade slip in her hand and suddenly faced You Wanxing, who was sitting cross-legged not far away doing his exercises.

"That's nonsense. The master of the temple is the Taoist ancestor, and he has the Heavenly Artifact in his hand. Even the Heavenly Court has to give him some mercy. How can he be as unbearable as you said?"

Although You Wanxing scolded him, his tone was not harsh. He had long been accustomed to Fan Mengyi's mediocre character.

"Then why are we not allowed to use Tianyan Yi right away?

I finally gathered the God's Will Points with great difficulty, and I was about to advance the Tongtian Sword Code to the next level. "

Fan Mengyi didn't really think anything would happen to Tian Yan Guan, but she was eager to acquire new techniques.

After practicing the Tongtian Sword Code, she no longer tolerates other sword techniques.

I really don’t understand how the Tongtian Sword Sect with such a mysterious sword technique failed in the first place. Maybe this technique was incomplete from the beginning.

"I have asked several friends. The reason why the temple is closed is because the Taoist ancestor from heaven is coming to visit, and the temple owner needs to meet him in person.

Of course it won't be short for a Taoist-level powerful man to sit down and talk about Taoism, so please be patient. "

You Wanxing still closed his eyes and practiced his skills.

His vitality, which was damaged by previous injuries, has barely recovered, so he has basically spent the whole day doing exercises and recuperating over the past few years.

It is worth mentioning that You Wanxing did not actually need such a long recovery time, but because he left most of his resources to Fan Mengyi's training, it was delayed until today.

Anyway, he is a Taiyi monk and has no worries about the decline of heaven and humans. Time is not valuable to him.

"Is that so? Hey, it won't come sooner or later, but I just want to use the Tianyan Yi. It would be great if the Tianyan Yi could appear directly in front of me."

Fan Mengyi didn't like waiting, but she could only complain at the moment.

But just when she was about to go out to refine her sword, circles of rich white light suddenly appeared in the cave.

Before the two of them could react, the space in the center of the white light fluctuated, and a heavy object hit the ground.

Such a big movement naturally shocked You Wanxing and opened his eyes, but the moment he saw the heavy object clearly, he was stunned.

"Tianyanyi!"

What's going on? Could it be that Fan Mengyi still has the innate ability to follow the rules of words? !

When he exclaimed, a white beam of light burst out from the center of the Tianyan Yi, directly covering Fan Mengyi in it.

Suddenly, Fan Mengyi felt a large amount of information pouring into her soul, causing her pupils to enlarge and she stood there unable to move.

You Wanxing was very anxious when he saw this, but he didn't dare to take action rashly because he didn't know the situation.

But it's not like he didn't do anything. Instead, he took out a formation disk and started to activate the mountain-protecting formation with all his strength to cover up the aura emitted by Tian Yanyi!

Luo Hong knew nothing about the changes in Tianyan Temple, and he was still refining Tianwai meteorites in the Tianwai Territory.

A full seven days passed like this before all the meteorites that were pulled were refined and turned into the Qi of Absolute Beginning surrounding the little black ball.

"This is called practice!"

Luo Hong suddenly felt relieved. After this wave, both the Lost Sky Bell and the Golden Soul Flame could be upgraded to second-grade immortal weapons, reaching the same level as the Sky-Breaking Spear.

Correspondingly, his Taichu Principle cultivation can also be upgraded to the middle stage of Da Luo, and his strength will soon experience a surge.

"Hmph! Tianyan Temple, offense and defense are about to change shape!"

It was like a big mountain had been moved from his heart. Luo Hong had never felt as relaxed as he did today since his ascension.

"Huh? There's a situation!"

Just when Luo Hong had just put away the little black ball, he suddenly felt darkness in the distance and couldn't help but focus his eyes on it.

There is naturally no sun in the Tianwai Realm, but because all kinds of fairy materials exposed on the surface of the meteorite will emit spiritual light, the environment is not dark.

The current situation was that the spiritual light coming from far ahead seemed to be suddenly blocked by something, which made Luo Hong feel abnormal.

With his spiritual vision, Luo Hong saw that it was actually a huge black cloud, sweeping towards him like a tide.

The black cloud kept rolling, and various shadows could be vaguely seen flashing inside, which looked extremely strange.

"It turns out to be Tianmoyun."

Tianmoyun was one of the three major dangers in the outer world, but after all, it was not an unknown danger. Luo Hong quickly relaxed.

"It seems that they sensed the movement I made and came here to hunt me.

what to do? Should we collect them? With such a large number, it would be somewhat useful to use them to practice the dark spirit anti-god technique. "

Luo Hong's spiritual cultivation has now reached the middle stage of Da Luo, and it will be very difficult to improve every point in the future.

Otherwise, he would not think of going to the Netherworld to capture Taiyi or even Daluo-level Yin beasts to help him cultivate.

"Forget it, it still takes a lot of time to conquer so many demons. It's not worth delaying my plan just for such a small improvement."

Luo Hong thought about it and was ready to give up.

Because he had left a space mark on the Ascension Altar, he could move back directly by activating the space law at this time.

"Wait! Original body, since you don't want it, can you give me this group of demon clouds?"

At this moment, a voice sounded in Luo Hong's soul.

"Ghost King? What do you want so many demons for?"

Luo Hong was a little surprised. He had not paid attention to his incarnation for a long time. He didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to ask for it at this time.

"Soldiers cannot be kept for a day, nor can they be used all the time. The ghost soldiers under my command need a big battle to eliminate the dross and retain the essence. Those who are left can also improve their cultivation!"

The ghost king immediately sent a voice message back.

"Are you sure that the ghost soldiers under your command can compete with so many demons?"

It's not that Luo Hong looks down on the ghost king, but the demon cloud in front is really huge, with an area of ​​more than 100 million feet, dark and terrifying!

Moreover, there are not only ordinary demons in the demon cloud, but also many beings above the level of True Immortal.

"Master, do you think I have been doing nothing all these years?

Let me and my ghost army out, and you will understand."

The Ghost King said confidently.

"Well, I'll let you try."

Luo Hong really didn't care about the number of ghost soldiers in the Netherworld Cave Heaven. After all, he trained these ghost soldiers just to improve the grade of the Netherworld Cave Heaven, and didn't think of using them to fight.

But now that the Ghost King mentioned this, he was really curious.

With a thought, a black fog vortex with a diameter of tens of thousands of feet appeared above Luo Hong's head, and countless armored ghosts roared out like a torrent, with no intention of stopping at all.

A black shadow flashed, and the Ghost King appeared beside Luo Hong.

"How is it, is my army still strong?"

"It's my army."

Luo Hong emphasized.

The Ghost King's excited expression froze, and then he said in a deep voice:

"My original body, do you really have to spoil my fun?"

"Even if your army is ready and the battle is about to begin, don't you have to go and command it?"

Luo Hong had already scanned it with his spiritual sense, and there were indeed enough ghost soldiers in the Netherworld Cave Heaven, and the number had exceeded 100 million.

This guy Ghost King probably practiced and trained his soldiers every day.

"Ahem, I only have Taiyi cultivation, how can I deal with so many opponents of the same level."

The Ghost King suddenly smiled.

"You said so confidently, but it turns out that I still have to take action."

Luo Hong suddenly felt a little speechless, he himself was not such a shameless person, why didn't this incarnation look like him at all.

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But training ghost soldiers is indeed a serious matter.

Because the spiritual sense cannot penetrate too deep into the demon cloud, it cannot lock those demons above Taiyi, and it cannot directly move them away.

So Luo Hong took out the Sky-breaking Spear and condensed a space barrier around the battlefield.

This barrier can only allow demons below Taiyi to pass through, which limits the level of the war.

"Haha, main body, you just wait here for me to send a victory message!"

The Ghost King laughed when he saw this, summoned a cool-looking skeleton chariot, and rushed to the battlefield.

Soon, hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers collided with the demon cloud.

Compared with the demons fighting on their own, the ghost soldiers had a tight formation and gained a huge advantage right from the start, killing the attacking demons crazily.

But in terms of quantity, the demon side had an absolute advantage.

Under their impact, hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers were like a reef standing in the sea.

Although some gravel would be taken away every time it was washed away, it always stood firm.

After just a while, Luo Hong knew the result of this war. The demon cloud was a good whetstone, but it was only so.

So he set his sights on those Taiyi demons who failed to enter the battlefield and were furious in incompetence.

Soon, Luo Hong noticed a very special demon. His cultivation was not the highest among many Taiyi demons, but it was the most unique. He was looking at Luo Hong with a smile.

At a glance, Luo Hong recognized him. He was the young man from Xiongjiabao who had traded with him before.

He was also one of the avatars of the Taoist Patriarch of the Demon!

"It turns out to be the senior. It's been a long time since we last met."

Luo Hong was not afraid. He came to him in a flash and bowed to him.

"My friend, I helped you before. Is this how you repay me?"

The frail young man still kept smiling, but his tone was extremely cold.

"It's just a whim. Anyway, not all demons are the senior's avatars.

But if the senior really cares, I will ask them to stop."

Luo Hong said in a humble manner.

"You have done well in the Samsara Palace. In just a few thousand years, you have such a cultivation."

The frail young man did not wonder why the trap he had dug for Luo Hong in the past did not work.

After all, Luo Hong has become a Daluo cultivator, so it is normal that his plan was discovered.

Of course, he did not ask Luo Hong to stop, because those few demons were simply dispensable compared to the entire demon clan.

"Thanks to the support of the hall master."

Luo Hong directly put the blame on the master of the Samsara Hall.

"Humph, I just wonder if you are willing to follow me to participate in the Demon Conference?"

After more than two thousand years, the weak young man invited Luo Hong again.

"Demon Conference? I don't know about it."

Luo Hong looked puzzled. He had asked about the situation when he met the weak young man last time, but he didn't tell him.

Later, Luo Hong also inquired through various channels including the Heavenly Court, but he didn't get any information. The secrecy was surprisingly high.

"Originally, I couldn't tell you about this, but from your appearance, you obviously know a lot about me from the guy Lunhui. It doesn't matter if I tell you a little more."

This boy is a Daluo cultivator, but after seeing me, a Taiyi demon, he directly called me senior.

Obviously, he knew my identity very well!

I don't know what's so special about this boy that makes the guy Lunhui trust him so much.

As the frail young man's thoughts turned, he spoke again:

"The Heavenly Demon Conference is a gathering of all my true spirit clones. The result of the conference will determine who will take the lead when they merge next time, so it is very important to me."

"True spirit clone? Senior is really not an ordinary person!"

Luo Hong was shocked when he heard this, and couldn't help but sighed that it was amazing.

The clones are either all one consciousness, or there is a distinction between the main and the secondary, which can ensure that they are still themselves after merging.

But there is another magic method in the clone magic power, that is the true spirit clone!

Because this kind of clones all have a little true spirit of the main body, they are all the main body, and after being separated for a long time, the consciousness will be greatly differentiated.

Even if they merge again later, this differentiation will not disappear.

To put it bluntly, it is a super multiple personality split!

But what amazed Luo Hong the most was that the Heavenly Demon Daozu could really merge again, and it was obvious that he had done this more than once.

After all, according to reason, the consciousness of the true spirit clone will definitely go its own way after the division, and will not be willing to merge again.

"Good fellow, no wonder there is no information about the Heavenly Demon Conference in the outside world. It turns out that this conference was held by the Heavenly Demon Daozu himself!"

"What, are you scared? Actually, it's not as exaggerated as you think. With the Heavenly Demon Avenue as a connection, it is not difficult to merge.

And no matter what happens, there are a lot of people who will discuss with you. Isn't this good?"

The weak young man didn't think there was anything wrong with his existence.

Luo Hong didn't want to get entangled with him on this issue, so he took the initiative to change the subject:

"Since it is such a private gathering, why did the senior invite the junior to go?"

"The conference respects force, and the true spirit clones cannot fight each other, otherwise it will weaken the cultivation after the fusion, so naturally outsiders are needed to help.

Originally, you were just one of my alternatives, but now you have the cultivation of Daluo, and you have become my best choice!

What do you think? As long as you help me win the conference, you will get the benefits!"

The weak young man looked at Luo Hong with a burning gaze.