Immortal Palace Longevity

The blizzard was all over the sky, and countless goose-feather-like snowflakes were falling.

Under the dim light, black shadows formed on the ground, and then quickly disappeared.

Looking into the distance, this snowy night was very depressing.

In the darkness, it seemed that there was some kind of scourge hidden.

The biting cold wind blew, like the breath of a monster, making people feel goose bumps.

However, this little bit of coldness was nothing to Liu Yu's current physique.

His body was like a furnace, constantly emitting amazing heat, and could even melt snowflakes three feet away.

However, the heat emitted by the surging blood was locked in the body under the hidden spirit technique and powerful control, without showing any abnormality.

"Rustle"

Liu Yu swept the snow off his shoulders, and felt a cool touch, and stared at the study more than ten feet away.

The study was not big, covering only the size of two basketball courts. The overall style was ancient and quaint, and it looked extremely low-key and restrained.

At first glance, there are even some traces of decay in the corners, and it looks a bit old.

Although it is old, the details are very neat, and it can be seen that its owner must take care of it often.

At the gate of the study, some monks come in and out from time to time, and come here in groups of three or two to read books to kill time.

Although there are places like "Tea House" where you can get physical pleasure and kill some time.

But the temporary happiness of the flesh can never make up for the emptiness of the spirit.

When the instinctive needs of the body are vented, the greater emptiness on the spiritual level comes like a storm, and it is so unstoppable.

At this time, you need to do something to fill the emptiness in your heart, and reading is obviously a good choice.

As the only study in Changnan City, Jiren Study has always been one of the places where monks gather, even when night has come.

However, in order to prevent monks from spreading the idea of ​​"treason", all the books in the study have been screened by the demon clan before they are allowed to be placed in the foreground.

There is no "dangerous" content, such as information and practice experience of various spells, mostly some books on alchemy and refining, which cannot directly increase strength.

But a cultivator with a skill will be valued wherever he goes.

If you can become a formal "alchemist" or "refiner", even if you are still a captive, you will still receive some preferential treatment from the demon clan and be given some limited privileges.

For example, better housing, easier work, etc., and even "freedom".

As long as you are useful to the demon clan, even if you are a slave and have no bargaining qualifications, you can live more comfortably and become a superior person among slaves.

Becoming an alchemist and refiner through self-study, and then enjoying superior treatment, has become the goal of many brainwashed cultivators under the propaganda of the demon clan.

So the study has always been a good place to go.

In the dark night of the blizzard, the study exudes a warm glow. Liu Yu stares at the ancient and quaint building in front of him, and the information of "Jiren Study" flashes in his mind.

Then he shook his head slightly and strode towards the door.

"Puff"

"Puff"

Every time Liu Yu took a step, he would leave a deep footprint, which spread all the way to the door of the study.

In fact, after hundreds of thousands of years, he was skeptical about whether the contact point still existed.

After all, a hundred thousand years is enough for too many things to happen.

Although the Annan Protectorate was not destroyed for a long time, it has been so long since the collapse of the Tang Dynasty. Who knows if it still intends to keep those contact points.

Maybe it is just like Daqian and Daliang, and it is indifferent to Tiannan?

In the month of sneaking into Changnan, Liu Yu's footprints have almost spread all over the city, but he only found this familiar name.

I wonder if the contact method of hundreds of thousands of years ago has been passed down?

Has the Annan Protectorate forgotten Tiannan?

Liu Yu paused at the door and just shook off the snow on his body, he saw a monk who looked like a sixty-year-old man looking at him from inside the door.

This man had a thick beard, but most of it had turned silver-white, and only occasionally could a hint of black be seen.

He was wearing a spotless dark blue Confucian robe, which naturally exuded a kind of elegant temperament. If you ignore the subtle spiritual pressure, he really looked like a scholar who had retired after experiencing the ups and downs of officialdom.

Seeing the arrival of the guests, the old man in the green robe smiled and bowed, greeting and conveying goodwill.

If it was an ordinary cultivator, the first impression would leave a good impression.

Seeing that Liu Yu was alone and came late at night, the old man in the Confucian robe might be a little puzzled and asked:

"Why are you walking alone on a snowy night?"

When saying this, the old man still kept a smile on his face, perhaps because he was used to it, used to being kind to others.

"I am never alone."

Liu Yu bowed in return and said meaningfully.

At the same time, he was a little surprised, because this seemingly ordinary old man was actually a Jindan cultivator.

Moreover, he was not arrogant in front of the foundation-building cultivator he played.

The reason why he recognized him at a glance was that the old man in green was wearing a "soul-binding chain" on his feet, which was only used to imprison a golden elixir cultivator.

"Is that so."

"Please come in, guest."

The old man in green nodded slightly, without thinking too much or asking too much, just made a gesture of invitation.

Liu Yu nodded slightly, crossed the threshold, and strode into the study.

The blizzard flying all over the sky disappeared, and the air instantly became warm.

Walking into the study, he glanced around casually, taking in the layout of the study.

On the right side of the room, there were huge bookshelves, all in the color of logs, with thin or thick paper books neatly placed on the bookshelves.

On the left side of the room, there were rows of long tables and chairs.

Even when night fell, there were still many monks reading by lamplight at night, trying to change their future "destiny" by becoming "useful people".

As for the top of the head, there were several huge lamps hanging, with yellowish sunstones placed inside, making the light look very soft.

Books, books, tables, chairs, lamps.

At first glance, this looked like an ordinary study, not much different from a secular bookstore.

Liu Yu looked normal as he passed by the monks and bookshelves.

He went straight to the bookshelf on the right like the ordinary monks who came here, without any abnormality.

"Basics of Alchemy", "Basics of Weapon Refining"

"Low-level Spiritual Herbs", "Introduction to Weapon Refining", "Rongzhai Wubi"

Looking around, just like the information Liu Yu had collected in advance, the bookshelves were full of books about the hundred arts of cultivating immortals, but there were no books that could directly increase strength.

Obviously, the demon race was still very wary of information in this area.

"Xu Shi"

Looking at the sky to estimate the current time, Liu Yu took a deep breath.

Then, he walked slowly between the bookshelves, his eyes constantly scanning the books step by step, as if looking for the books he was interested in.

This search took a full three hours.

It was late at night at Chou Shi, and the other guests in Jiren Study had already dispersed, but Liu Yu was still frowning and searching between the bookshelves, as if he had not found what he wanted.

Generally, after Zi Shi, the study would close, and the guests would leave consciously, not daring to disturb the owner of the study.

Not only because the owner of the study was a Jindan cultivator, but more importantly, he was a very rare master of formations.

Even if he became a captive, he was treated with courtesy by the demon clan. He enjoyed privileges that ordinary cultivators could not dream of, such as owning a study in Changnan City, and not having to participate in those hard labors.

However, the old man in Confucian robes had seen many difficult cultivators and had sufficient experience in dealing with them.

He frowned secretly, blocked Liu Yu in front of him without leaving a trace, and asked calmly:

"You have been looking for three hours, but you still haven't found the book you need?"

"Why don't you tell me? This Jiren Study has been opened for more than a hundred years."

"I remember the location of every book clearly."

Although the soul-binding ring can imprison mana, it does not have a great impact on spiritual consciousness.

The space of this study is so large that if you use spiritual consciousness to scan it, you can read it all in a short time. It is impossible that he is still looking for it in three hours.

Compared with normal cultivators, Liu Yu's obviously unusual behavior has made the old man in green robes a little alert.

He even wondered in his heart whether the other party was sent by the Fire Sparrow Clan with an ulterior motive?

Hearing this, Liu Yu smiled slightly, and his spiritual sense swept through the study quietly.

After confirming that the conversation was safe, his face straightened and he said in a low voice:

"I'm looking for a book called Rong Zhai Liubi."

The moment he heard this, the pupils of this Jindan old man who had experienced hundreds of years of ups and downs couldn't help shrinking.

His face froze, and an extremely shocked expression appeared on his face.

In his somewhat turbid eyes, there was a flash of shock, shock, and doubt, and finally it all turned into incredible!

"Daoyou, Rong Zhai Suibi has only five strokes!"

After a breath, the face of the old man in green returned to normal, and he said solemnly.

After the voice fell, the two looked at each other for a few breaths, and finally nodded slightly.

"Daoyou, please follow me."

After a sweep of his spiritual sense, he confirmed that the conversation just now was not eavesdropped. The old man in green quickly closed the store and said so.

After speaking, he took out a book from the bookshelf and touched every mechanism.

"Click" "Click"

After a sound of the mechanism moving, a straight downward passage appeared in the aisle in the middle of the study, and a yellowish light also lit it up.

"Please."

The old man Qingshan said, and then went straight into the passage.

"Yes."

After a sweep of his spiritual sense, Liu Yu nodded slightly and followed closely.

"Click"

After the two entered, the sound of the mechanism moving came from the cave entrance again, and the study returned to its original state.

"There is a third-level top-grade formation here, and it is a formation that focuses on spiritual sense, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by demon cultivators."

"Even if it is a fourth-level demon cultivator, it is almost impossible to be discovered if it is not scanned carefully at close range."

As he walked, the old man in green explained.

Liu Yu nodded, but did not speak, just followed silently behind.

The passage was not long, and the two came to the end in just a moment.

This is a very simple space, without any living utensils, but there are many cushions on the ground.

It doesn't look like a place for cultivation, but rather a place where many cultivators gather secretly.

"Daoyou, but..."

After arriving at the place, the two of them sat down on a cushion, and the old man in green asked tentatively, obviously still a little worried.

"I am from Tiannan."

Without hesitation, Liu Yu said in a deep voice.

It was not easy to get in touch with the cultivators of Annan Protectorate. He didn't want to cause misunderstandings because of hiding things, so he chose to get straight to the point.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

"I didn't expect that after such a long time, there would be a Taoist friend from Tiannan coming."

"I believe you must have experienced many dangers and survived many deaths along the way?"

Looking at Liu Yu carefully, the old man in green sighed.

"Some bumps, not worth mentioning, they are all in the past."

"It's just a little bit of wind and frost."

The appearance of Mu Yunyan, Gao Jianhan, and Taoist Canglou flashed through his mind, and Liu Yu smiled faintly and said casually.

Hearing this, the old man in green remained silent. He knew clearly how dangerous it was to cross the Hengduan Mountains.

In the past tens of thousands of years, the Annan Protectorate had made countless attempts, but all ended in failure.

The Annan Protectorate was established by the "Shengwu Emperor" of the Tang Dynasty when he opened up the Changnan Ancient Road.

The meaning of its existence is to protect the ancient road and maintain the close connection between Tiannan and the Central Region.

But with the fall of the Tang Dynasty, the significance of the existence of the Protectorate gradually changed, from expanding the southern border to "survival".

But perhaps because they had not completely forgotten their original intention, or for other reasons, the Zhang family had always sent monks to try to contact the Protectorate during the hundreds of thousands of years when they were in charge of the Protectorate.

Until six thousand years ago, the Fire Phoenix Clan suddenly launched an offensive, and the six continents of Annan fell one after another, and they had to stop the action.

"Daoyou, you came at a coincidence. If it had been another ten years, I'm afraid you wouldn't have seen me."

"This Jiren Study is the last contact point of the entire Annan Protectorate."

"But because the current situation is tense, and we can't wait for the arrival of the Tiannan monks, the higher-ups have decided to abolish this place."

"It will be withdrawn in ten years at the latest."

After a moment of silence, the old man in green sighed, his tone somewhat inexplicably complicated.

"Then I'm just in time!"

Liu Yu said with a faint smile.

"I am Zhang Tao. I wonder what your name is and where you are from?"

After sighing for a few times, thinking that he could not disappear for too long, Zhang Tao asked with a serious face.

"I am Gucheng."

"As for your origin?"

"In the long time since we lost contact with the Central Region, Tiannan has undergone earth-shaking changes. The original sects have basically been destroyed."

"Gu Mou's master's sect was established after we lost contact."

Liu Yu casually reported the pseudonym he made up.

Coming to the Central Region, in order to avoid encountering some strange magical powers or curses, he decided to use the pseudonym all the time.

As he said, he no longer used the hidden spirit technique to cover up and released the spiritual pressure of the middle stage of the golden elixir.

Feeling this powerful spiritual pressure, Zhang Tao looked normal and did not show any surprise.

Because in this person's imagination, the cultivator who can cross the Hengduan Mountains must be a genius-level figure.

It is impossible to be easily caught by the demon cultivators and become a humiliating captive.

After the introduction, without waiting for Liu Yu to ask, Zhang Tao took the initiative to introduce the current situation of the Annan Protectorate.

"Since the "Shengwu Emperor" established the Annan Protectorate."

PS: I owe 4,000 yuan, and I will try to make 10,000 yuan tomorrow.

I don't know why I have been in a very low mood recently, as if a big stone is pressing on my chest, and I have no energy for anything.

Are there any fellow Taoists who study medicine? Is the author depressed?