Immortality: My Spell Upgrades Infinitely

"this"

Lu Chen was speechless. When he looked at the white-haired old man again, he found that he was nowhere to be found.

Lu Chen had some guesses about the identities of the two people.

Most of these two people are from the third realm. The first middle-aged man comes from the west and is obviously a great demon. The second old man comes from the east and is probably the old man Tianmu from the Tianmu Sect.

No. It should be called [Tianmu Zhenren].

Master Baoshu was promoted to the Tongxuan realm, and two people of the same rank came to congratulate him one after another.

It’s called Congratulations!

In fact, it is a test!

In other words, he didn't want to see someone on an equal footing with him, but had no choice but to overreact. Lu Chen thought thoughtfully and vaguely got a glimpse of the temperament of the high-level monk.

It was a detached mentality that was aloof and disdainful to hide.

"It has nothing to do with me anyway."

Lu Chen hid under a big tree, treating himself as a spectator, secretly paying attention to Master Baoshu on the top of the mountain. No, it was Master Baoshu now.

A person cannot live without a head.

A tree will die without roots.

Venerable Baoshu had no head and was still sitting cross-legged in the void. He didn't stand up until the blue light pillar in the sky dissipated. He stretched out his hand a little and saw green light overflowing from his fingertips. The torn head shot back, and it was actually in the sky. The reorganization was completed in front of him.

Baoshu reached out and picked up his head, slowly placing it on his neck.

"Hehe~"

Meng Yao was lying on Lu Chen's head and suddenly laughed, pointing with her little hand:

"The head is on backwards."

Lu Chen frowned slightly and muttered:

"It's the other way around."

"Brother, the big bald man is here."

"Um."

Lu Chen nodded and saw Venerable Baoshu, stepping on the void, walking backwards down Jiuqiao Mountain step by step, heading this way. Meng Yao hurriedly got into Lu Chen's long hair and peeked quietly with his little head exposed. Just as Lu Chen was about to hide, he heard the other party shout:

"Donor please stay"

Lu Chen paused and turned around stiffly. He saw Venerable Baoshu already in front of him, looking at him with a smile. His body was facing Jiuqiao Mountain and his face was facing him, which looked quite strange.

"Your Majesty, you are well."

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Venerable Baoshu smiled but did not answer, as if he did not know Lu Chen, and asked:

"Donor, this poor monk wants to ask for directions."

"Ask for directions?"

Lu Chen was thoughtful and replied:

"Excuse me, Your Majesty."

"How to get to Lankegu Temple?"

"Your Majesty forgives me for this, but Xiaodao doesn't know."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

Venerable Baoshu's smile was as refreshing as the spring breeze. He looked around and asked again:

"Donor, which way is the west?"

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Lu Chen was speechless for a while and pointed to the west:

"there!"

"Thank you, donor."

Venerable Baoshu clasped his hands together, swung his long sleeves, walked backwards, and walked westward, softly chanting:

"A tree eight hundred years ago~"

"Guard the corpse nest day and night~"

"The passage of time in confusion~"

"Stumble on the road of the world~"

Meng Yao watched Venerable Baoshu go away and said crisply: "Brother, how come the bald man can't even tell the difference between east and west?"

Lu Chen replied:

"Maybe. Probably, my head is broken."

"Oh~~"

Lu Chen no longer thought about it, and flew up to Jiuqiao Mountain with his sword. When he stepped on the top of Jiuqiao Mountain, he turned around and said in surprise:

"Why is there a cave here?"

He took two steps forward and saw that the entrance to the cave was extremely deep and dark, with no light at all. He was wondering when his expression suddenly fell into a trance, and waves of murmurs echoed in his ears.

"Come on, come in~"

"Become the master of Jiuqiao Mountain and take control of Jiuqiao Mountain. There is everything you want here, everything, everything~~"

"Weng Weng~"

The blood-red hilt appears on the back.

Trembling slightly.

Proactive warning.

Lu Chen suddenly came to his senses and saw that Meng Yao was in a daze, muttering the word "brother" repeatedly, and floating towards the entrance of the cave unsteadily with no strength on his shoulders.

"What a weird thing!"

Lu Chen stretched out his hand to grab Meng Yao back and walked towards a puddle not far away without looking back.

Although the red-browed old ghost is dead, it seems that there are still weird things in Jiuqiao Mountain, and he is not like a kind person. He has always been cautious and has no desire to take risks or want to explore.

[Name]: Lingquan

【Information】: Spring of Rebirth

Venerable Baoshu sucked in all the ghosts, but for some reason, he did not touch a drop of the spring water of rebirth. Lu Chen squatted down in front of the puddle, looking at the black spring water and nodded with satisfaction.

This puddle is not big, but it is enough for one side.

He kneaded the magic formula in his hand and recited silently:

"Five Ghost Huntian Method!"

Five ghosts appeared out of thin air, stood in a circle around the puddle, reached into the spring water, and moved around.

"brush!"

In an instant, all the spring water moved into the air.

Lu Chen stood up, suddenly waved his sleeves and robe, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out, wrapping all the spring water into the sealed space.

"Gululu~"

From the dry puddle, new spring water slowly flowed out. Lu Chen showed no regrets and flew his sword into the distance. He disappeared in the blink of an eye, but a faint sigh echoed on the top of the mountain.

"Alas~~"

More than half an hour later, a white cloud came from the south. Yuan Baixi, dressed in white, landed on the top of the mountain. He waved his sleeves to put away the white cloud and frowned:

"It's too late. Who is here to gain access to the mysteries?"

After pondering for a moment, he turned his head and looked at the entrance of the faint cave. His whole body was shaken suddenly, and he hurriedly left in the clouds without looking back.

Shortly after.

A small bald head appeared at the foot of the mountain. Huang Meier looked up at Jiuqiao Mountain, played with the two eyeballs in his hands, lowered his head and started climbing.

step.

step.

In front of the faint cave entrance, Huang Meier sat cross-legged. After half an hour, he stood up, turned around, looked at the vast world, and muttered:

"Master, I. I like it here."

"Da da da~~~~"

Two eyeballs rolled all the way from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and Huang Meier raised his feet and stepped into the faint cave entrance.

After a long time, a figure came out.

Faceless and eyesless!

No mouth or nose!

He walked step by step to the puddle, stretched out his hand to take a handful of the spring water, and suddenly froze.

"bass!"

Lu Chen flew over with his sword and hovered outside Jiuqiao Mountain, frowning and saying:

"Huang Mei'er, are you okay?"

The figure sprinkled the spring water into the puddle again, turned around and "looked" at Lu Chen. He put one hand on his chest, his mouth and nose were not visible, but his own voice echoed:

"I'm afraid the donor has recognized the wrong person, little monk Faceless!"

Finished.

Turning around and walking into the cave, the faint entrance to the cave disappeared.

The night is getting dark.

Heaven is ruthless.

On this day, Huang Meier disappeared, and the faceless monk took control of Jiuqiao Mountain!

"Is he really evil?"

Lu Chen muttered and flew towards Toad Island with his sword. Just as he reached the Akutagawa River, Meng Yao pointed to the river and said happily: "Brother, brother, little fish~"

Lu Chen stopped, looked down, and his expression changed drastically.

I saw that the vast Akutagawa River was covered with white flowers and dead fish with white bellies turned over. It stretched for an unknown number of miles, both large and small, and some were even dozens of meters long.

"What's going on?"

Lu Chen was dumbfounded and quickly flew upstream of the Akutagawa River on his mahogany sword. He flew all the way, overlooking the river. Soon, a scene appeared in front of him.