Immortal Palace Longevity

Liu Yu did not respond to the girl's call after all. At this time, he was devoted to pursuing the great way and had no intention of wasting time on the love between men and women.

This Senior Sister Yan Qun'er was the daughter of the Jindan family in the sect. She had reached the eighth level of Qi Refining at a young age. It was almost certain that she would be able to build a foundation in the future. Her elders would not be interested in an ordinary outer sect disciple.

With the mediocre qualifications of the three spiritual roots, building a foundation was a difficult hurdle in front of him. If he failed to build a foundation, not to mention others, I am afraid that this Senior Uncle Hongyu would not let him have a good time.

He waved his hand to show that he heard it, and then made a seal with both hands. The giant wooden sword shone with green light and flew quickly towards the direction of the cave.

Yan Qun'er pouted her little mouth, lowered her head and was silent for a while, feeling lost in her heart. She just had little experience in dealing with people, but her mind was still very smart. Seeing Liu Yu leave without looking back, how could she not understand what he meant?

Yan Hongyu looked at her niece like this, how could she not know the reason, after all, she was also at this age, but at this time she just hugged Yan Qun'er to comfort her a little, and then controlled the red flying carpet, turning into a red light and flying towards Qingxiu Peak.

About two or three hours later, Liu Yu rushed back to the cave house on Qingmu Peak. At this time, the sky was already bright, and a red sun hung in the center of the sky, releasing light and heat to his heart's content.

There was no sound transmission note outside the cave house this time. It seemed that no one had come to find him in the past few days. He took out the token from the storage bag, opened the cave house restriction, and walked to the stone bed and sat down.

Although the time out this time was not long, only four or five days, he experienced two battles on the way back, which made him mentally exhausted. Fortunately, the purpose of going to Jiatai Market to buy a pill to break through the bottleneck has been achieved, and the next step is to continue to impact the bottleneck of the late stage of Qi Refining.

Liu Yu sat cross-legged on the stone bed, swallowed a healing pill, and slowly operated the technique to refine the medicine. There was a faint green glow on his face, his face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and beads of sweat appeared. At this time, the healing pill was already taking effect, and the medicinal power slowly healed the injuries in the body as the exercises were running.

Suddenly, Liu Yu spit a mouthful of black blood on the ground, and then his brows gradually relaxed, and his pale face began to turn rosy.

Two hours later, he exhaled heavily and slowly finished the exercises.

At this time, the injuries had recovered and healed almost completely, and it did not affect the normal practice.

After completely relaxing, the body felt tired and sleepy. Liu Yu did not insist. After washing up, he lay on the stone bed and undressed to sleep.

He slept for six hours, and Liu Yu woke up at the hour of the Ox. He stretched his body and felt energetic and refreshed.

Reaching out to open the window, letting the cold moonlight in, Liu Yu leaned on the window sill and looked at the mountains in the night sky.

At this time, the stars and the moon competed for brilliance and shone brilliantly. It was the time when the stars were shining. The night sky was bright and the visibility was not low. The sacred mountains were towering into the clouds, and the huge outlines could be seen faintly. Colorful, large or small escape lights flew around the mountains, or suddenly went away and became a sesame-sized light point, or extinguished and disappeared in the blink of an eye. It looked quite interesting and distracting.

Liu Yu stood quietly for a long time, and his mind gradually became empty. The anger accumulated by experiencing two consecutive battles and killing two people in the past few days also dissipated a lot.

Close the window, take a fist-sized night-shining pearl with white light from the storage bag, put it in the lamp on the table, and cover it with a gauze cover. This kind of night-shining pearl is extremely precious and hard to find for ordinary people, but for immortal cultivators, it is just a pile of vulgar things without spiritual energy, with very low value, and can only decorate the cave.

Putting two storage bags on the table, they were naturally the spoils from the Confucian monk couple. Both storage bags were low-grade storage bags with an internal space of three feet in length, width and height.

Storage bags are generally divided into three types. The space inside the low-grade storage bag is three feet in length, width and height.

The size of the medium-grade storage bag is three times that of the low-grade one, and the size of the high-grade storage bag is three times that of the medium-grade one.

Storage bags are generally used by cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stages, while cultivators in the Golden Core stage use more advanced storage instruments and storage rings.

As for how big the space of the storage ring is, Liu Yu is not sure.

Storage bags are the lowest-level storage instruments, which can be used without recognizing the owner, and other cultivators can open them directly.

Liu Yu directly opened the two storage bags and poured out all the items in them.

Apart from some messy chores, put some valuable items on the table.

The middle-grade magic tools include a green knife and red silk, but it is regrettable that these two magic tools were severely damaged in the fierce battle and are completely unusable.

Even if someone is found to repair them, their power cannot be compared with when they were intact, and their value is not much, which makes Liu Yu feel a little sorry, especially the defensive magic tool that looks like red silk, whose value is not much different from the giant wood sword.

The low-grade magic tools include a yellow fork and a silver ruler, both of which are very ordinary low-grade magic tools. Liu Yu observed them briefly and did not look at them more.

What he cares about most is the oval mirror. At that time, the scene when the Confucian monk stimulated a white light to greatly reduce the power of the Golden Dragon Sword was still fresh in his memory.

The small mirror is slightly larger than the palm of the hand, with complex patterns engraved on the frame, the frame is golden, and the mirror surface is smooth and reflective without a single flaw.

Liu Yu held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, but he could not tell what material it was made of.

However, this should be an auxiliary magic weapon. Although it has no attack power, it often has unexpected effects at critical moments. Put the oval mirror aside and refine it after counting the harvest later.

In addition to a few magic weapons, there are also a few bottles of elixirs, all of which are used by some cultivators in the middle and late stages of Qi Refining, as well as two bottles of elixirs for healing and restoring mana. They are all common and generally effective. Liu Yu curled his lips and put these elixirs into a storage bag specifically for storing elixirs.

He is now using a low-grade storage bag, which is only three feet long, wide and high, which is about the same as the one meter in his previous life. It has long been a bit unable to hold more and more things. Most of the outer disciples only have one storage bag. If he hangs two on his waist, even if he is an alchemist, it will be too conspicuous, and it is inevitable that others will not have some "bad" thoughts.

This also reminded Liu Yu that it was time to buy a medium-quality storage bag. When his cultivation broke through to the late stage of Qi Refining and he was promoted to the inner sect, it would be just right to use the medium-quality storage bag, and others would not have strange ideas.

Finally, there was a pile of spiritual stones, about 500 pieces. This should be the spiritual stones raised by the Confucian monk to buy the Yellow Dragon Pill for the charming woman. With his wealth, he might have owed a lot of debts.

"Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, but they fly away when disaster strikes."

Thinking of the charming female cultivator's coquettish poses after the death of the Confucian monk, Liu Yu secretly sighed. There is a great terror between life and death, and not everyone can face it calmly. After all, the immortal way is private.

However, recalling the charming appearance of the female cultivator with half her clothes half undressed at the end, his body couldn't help but move a little, and there seemed to be a heat rising in his abdomen. Liu Yu smiled bitterly, picked up the kettle and swallowed a few mouthfuls of water in a row to suppress the anger in his heart.