Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points

However, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang just smiled indifferently. They knew that the arrival of this moment had long been expected by them.

They slowly drew out their long swords and magic weapons, ready to welcome this belated decisive battle.

The battle broke out instantly! Luo Chen and Qing Shuang's cooperation was still tacit, their swordsmanship and magic were intertwined, forming a series of gorgeous attacks.

Although Li Heng's cultivation had greatly increased, he still seemed powerless in front of them.

After a fierce confrontation, Li Heng was finally severely injured by Luo Chen's sword!

He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief and despair.

"Why... why did I lose to you?!" Li Heng's voice was full of unwillingness and anger.

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Luo Chen walked slowly to Li Heng, his eyes calm and firm: "Because you only have hatred and greed in your heart, but we have each other. The road to immortal cultivation is long and difficult. Only unity and trust can make us go further."

After saying this, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang took Li Heng's life on the spot.

The world of immortal cultivation is so cold and cruel.

Since you have taken action.

Then you must be prepared to be killed in return.

Li Heng's body gradually lost its temperature, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was still telling his unwillingness and resentment.

But Luo Chen and Qing Shuang had no time to take care of these. In their hearts, there was only determination and persistence on the road to immortal cultivation.

After the battle, they did not leave immediately, but began to clean up the battlefield.

They took out the treasures on Li Heng one by one. Although these treasures were not as precious as the spiritual treasures in the ruins, they were also a considerable fortune for immortal cultivators.

They put these treasures away, intending to exchange them for more cultivation resources in the future.

After handling everything, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang smiled at each other again.

They knew that this victory was not only due to their strong strength, but also because of the tacit understanding and trust between them.

This tacit understanding and trust is their most precious wealth on the road of cultivation, and it is also the source of their strength to overcome all difficulties and challenges.

After roughly cleaning up the scene.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang walked away quietly with great ease.

Perhaps, it was because a hidden danger like Li Heng was solved, which made the two of them feel quite good.

"Immortal drunk, immortal drunk."

"Immortals drink the most."

"Are there any guests who want to try it?"

In the market, there were a lot of people, all kinds of stalls were dazzling, and shouts came one after another.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang strolled in the middle, enjoying this rare tranquility and peace. Their steps were brisk, and their eyes revealed infinite longing for the future.

"Xianrenzui? It sounds interesting."

Luo Chen stopped and his eyes were attracted by the sign of a tavern.

On the sign, the three characters "Xianrenzui" were written in a flamboyant style, as if they contained some mysterious power.

Seeing this, Qingshuang smiled and said, "Since you are interested, let's go and try what is so special about this 'Xianrenzui'."

The two walked into the tavern, and a faint aroma of wine came to their noses, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The decoration in the tavern is simple and elegant, with tables and chairs arranged in a staggered manner. There are several paintings on the wall depicting immortals drinking, which adds a bit of immortal style.

"Two guests, what do you want to order?" A waiter in a green shirt came up and asked with a smile on his face.

"Give us a pot of 'Xianrenzui'." Luo Chen said with a smile.

"Okay! Wait a moment, the good wine will be here soon." The waiter responded and left, and soon came back with a pot of steaming hot wine and two small wine glasses.

He carefully poured the wine into the cup, and saw that the wine was golden in color, crystal clear, like nectar.

The aroma of the wine was so fragrant that people couldn't help but want to drink it all.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang clinked their glasses, and then each took a sip.

Suddenly, a mellow and refreshing wine aroma burst in the mouth, as if there were thousands of flavors jumping on the tip of the tongue, making people intoxicated.

"It's really a good wine!" Luo Chen couldn't help but exclaimed.

Qing Shuang also had a satisfied expression on his face and said: "This 'Immortal Drunk' is really worthy of its reputation. No wonder even immortals are fascinated by it."

The two chatted about interesting things in the world of immortal cultivation and their own cultivation experiences while tasting the wine.

After three rounds of drinking, their faces were flushed and their eyes were shining with excitement.

"Luo Chen, what do you think our future path to immortal cultivation will be like?" Qing Shuang suddenly asked.

Luo Chen pondered for a moment and replied: "The future road of cultivation will be full of challenges and opportunities. We will encounter more powerful enemies and more complicated situations, but as long as we maintain this tacit understanding and trust, nothing can stop us from moving forward."

Qing Shuang nodded and said: "Yes, no matter how the future changes, we must face it together. I believe that as long as we have love and faith in our hearts, we will definitely be able to go to the end."

The two smiled at each other and clinked their glasses again.

At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten all their troubles and sorrows and were only immersed in each other's company and this rare tranquility.

After eating and drinking, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang left the tavern and continued to wander around the market.

They bought some materials and elixirs needed for cultivation and then came to a trading area to sell some treasures that they didn't need.

In the trading area, the crowds were bustling, and the various stalls and monks intertwined into a busy scene.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang shuttled between them, looking for suitable buyers.

Their eyes were sharp, and they quickly scanned the treasures one by one, evaluating their value and potential.

"My fellow Taoist, are you interested in seeing my spiritual bead?"

Luo Chen picked up a bead that emitted a faint spiritual light and showed it to an old man who seemed to have quite a lot of cultivation.

The old man took the spiritual bead, looked at it carefully for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Good bead! I would like to hear its price."

After some bargaining, Luo Chen successfully sold the spiritual bead in exchange for a considerable amount of spiritual stones.

Qing Shuang, on the other hand, also relied on her unique insights into elixirs to successfully trade several bottles of rare elixirs and reaped a lot of benefits.

In addition to trading, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang did not forget to observe the surrounding monks and stalls, looking for possible opportunities and clues.

They knew that in the world of immortal cultivation, information is often more precious than treasures.

Every exchange and transaction may bring them unexpected gains.

Just as they were about to leave the trading area, a burst of hurried footsteps attracted their attention.

A panicked young monk came running, seemingly looking for something.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other and thought secretly.

The young monk saw that Luo Chen and Qing Shuang were extraordinary, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Have you two seniors ever seen a monk wearing black clothes and holding a long sword?"

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang were stunned when they heard this, and they were secretly alert in their hearts.

They knew that in the world of cultivating immortals, black clothes and long swords are often associated with some uninvited guests.

However, out of curiosity and kindness, Luo Chen still asked: "What do you want to see him for?"

The young monk explained anxiously: "He is my senior brother. We wanted to explore a secret place together, but we encountered a strong enemy on the way. My senior brother led the enemy away alone to save me. After I escaped by chance, I have not been able to find my senior brother's whereabouts."

"Please let me know if you have any news about him."

After hearing this, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang couldn't help but feel a little respect for the young monk's senior brother.

After exchanging glances, they decided to help the young monk find his senior brother.

"Don't worry, if we find anything, we will inform you." Luo Chen's tone was firm, and his eyes flashed with determination.

The young monk was grateful and shed tears after hearing this. He thanked him repeatedly and left in a hurry to continue his search.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang did not leave the trading area immediately, but observed the movements around them more carefully.

They knew that news spread very quickly in the world of immortal cultivation, and perhaps they could catch clues about the black-robed monk from the conversations of these cultivators.

Sure enough, not long after, a cultivator who seemed to be well-informed whispered in the crowd, mentioning that a black-robed monk had recently fought monsters alone in the nearby mountains, and was extremely brave.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other, and they had already made up their minds.

They decided to go to that mountain range, perhaps they could find the trace of the black-robed monk there.

Passing through the bustling market, the two flew on swords and headed straight for the mentioned mountain range.

As the distance got closer, a strong aura came to their faces, and it was obvious that this was a treasure land for cultivation.

In the mountains and forests, birds were singing and beasts were roaring.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang carefully shuttled between them, always alert to possible dangers.

After a search, they finally found the trace of the black-robed monk in front of a hidden cave.

He was seen leaning against the stone wall, holding a long sword, and surrounded by a faint black gas, which was obviously the trace left by the battle with the monster.

The black-clothed monk noticed the arrival of the two and swept his eyes towards them fiercely, but then relaxed his vigilance.

He obviously recognized the strength and identity of Luo Chen and Qing Shuang.

After a conversation, the black-clothed monk expressed his gratitude for the help of the two and revealed that he ventured into the dangerous mountains in order to find a rare spiritual herb to treat his seriously injured junior brother.

After hearing this, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang deeply admired the black-clothed monk's righteous act.

However, things like this.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang did not intend to participate in it again.

After all, there was no benefit and it was dangerous.

Who would be willing to do it?

But looking at the black-clothed monk's resolute and tired face, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang couldn't help but feel a little sympathy and resonance in their hearts.

They knew very well that it was a rare thing to meet like-minded partners on the lonely and long road of cultivating immortals.

And the black-clothed monk in front of them was undoubtedly a strong man worthy of respect, and even more a good brother who was willing to sacrifice himself for his junior brother.

So, Luo Chen coughed lightly and broke the silent atmosphere: "Brother Hei, although we two have never met you, it is fate that we have met. Your junior brother's injury, perhaps we can do our best to help."

The black-clothed monk heard this, and a trace of surprise and gratitude flashed in his eyes: "It is a great honor for my junior brother that you two are willing to help, but the place where the spiritual grass grows is extremely dangerous. I have been wandering here for several days, but I have never found an opportunity to enter."

Qingshuang smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter. Although we two dare not say that we are extremely powerful, we are also well-known in the world of cultivating immortals."

"Perhaps, we can go together and take care of each other."

The black-clothed monk heard this, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He knew very well that such help was rare in the world of cultivating immortals.

So, he nodded and said, "In that case, thank you two. Let's set off immediately."

The three of them hit it off and set off on the journey to the place where the spiritual herbs grow.

In the mountains and forests, the wind whistled and the beasts roared continuously.

But with the addition of Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, the black-robed monk was obviously much more relaxed.

As they moved forward, they exchanged their respective cultivation experiences and combat experiences, and the tacit understanding and trust between each other gradually deepened.

After several days of arduous trekking, they finally came to the entrance of the place where the spiritual herbs grow.

There was a misty swamp in front of them, which hid countless unknown dangers and opportunities.

The black-robed monk looked forward solemnly and said, "Be careful, the two of you, there are dangers everywhere in this swamp, and we must act carefully."

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang nodded, each of them offered magic weapons and instruments, ready to deal with the upcoming challenges.

They stepped into the swamp step by step, and each step seemed particularly heavy and difficult.

However, just as they were about to go deeper into the swamp, a piercing roar of an animal suddenly sounded.

Then, a huge monster rushed out of the mist and rushed towards the three people.

Facing this sudden attack, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang reacted quickly.

They each used powerful spells and martial arts to fight fiercely with the monster.

The black-robed monk was not to be outdone. He held a long sword and shuttled across the battlefield like the wind.

Every swing of the sword was accompanied by a sharp sword light and a powerful sword energy, forcing the monster to retreat again and again.

After a hard fight, the three finally defeated the monster together.

But they also paid a heavy price. Qing Shuang's robe was cut several times, and Luo Chen's arm was also left with a blood mark.

However, when they saw the spiritual grass emitting a faint spiritual light in the center of the swamp, all the fatigue and pain disappeared in an instant.

The black-robed monk walked forward excitedly and carefully picked the spiritual grass.

He knew that this spiritual herb was not only his junior brother's lifeline, but also a testimony to the friendship and trust between the three of them.

On the way back, the three of them talked and laughed.

They shared their interesting stories and challenges on the road to cultivation, as if they had been old friends for many years.

Luo Chen talked about his ignorance and fearlessness when he first entered the world of cultivation, and Qing Shuang laughed and talked about how he found the treasure in the dangerous secret realm by himself.

The black-clothed monk also opened his heart and told about the deep friendship between him and his junior brother, as well as the hardships and tests they had experienced together.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on them, adding a bit of warmth and hope to this difficult journey.