Journey To Longevity

There was a trace of fatigue in Zhang Shiping's eyes, he didn't hide it, it appeared very naturally. But in fact, Zhang Shiping's own state is not too bad. Since he formed the alchemy, he has not been greedy for a moment, but with the help of the bronze lamp, he has polished and purified every trace of mana. The mana is much deeper.

In the True Flame Evil Spirit Formation just now, although six people worked together, Huo Ming and him consumed the most energy. Master Huo Ming was the most exhausted because he had to preside over the operation of the entire formation and coordinate the five people's mana and the spiritual energy of the spirit stones in the formation. Zhang Shiping's mana consumption was much higher than that of the other four because he used the natal pagoda to activate Hei Yan.

The six of them had discussed together when they came here, the task of exploring the road was handed over to Gu Quan, the abbot Huo Ming was the abbot of the formation, and Zhang Shiping was the leader of Huo Sha, while Min, Jin, and Wang consumed less mana. The reason why Zhang Shiping agreed to this was because Min, Jin, and Wang discovered this place first, so it was reasonable for him to put in more effort.

Of course, this is also because Zhang Shiping has some confidence in his own magic power.

Almost every monk who can form an alchemy regards forming a baby as his future pursuit. The principle of pure magic power can be understood by any monk who thinks about it for a while, but there are very few monks who can persevere. This is not because some people are not persistent enough, but because time is running out!

Cultivation is to struggle with the sky.

Although Qi training monks can live for hundreds of years, if they fail to establish a foundation before the age of sixty, the chances of establishing a foundation will be greatly reduced. However, as long as the Qi training monks have good spiritual roots and have the qualifications of the three spiritual roots, then joining the sect with their own efforts, there is still a good chance to practice Qi training to perfection before the age of sixty, and have a chance to build a foundation.

The sense of urgency during the Qi training period is actually not bad. The real watershed in the world of cultivating immortals lies between the establishment of the foundation and the golden core.

After the foundation-building period, the accumulation of mana and the bottleneck of practice are restricting the progress of the monks, and the lifespan of the foundation-building monks is at most three or four years old, and the remaining lifespan is only a hundred years, so they are naturally eliminated A group of monks with insufficient spiritual root aptitude, which is why the threshold for the true inheritance of the sect is almost all double spiritual root aptitude.

Zhang Shiping's lifespan increased greatly after forming the alchemy, he naturally had the idea of ​​conceiving a baby, otherwise he would not have practiced hard for decades.

Any creature, whether it is a human or a demon, as long as it has power in its hands, the idea of ​​pleasure will grow in its heart. The power in the hands of the great figures of the mortal dynastic family has to rely on external objects, and the monk itself symbolizes this power.

The mind is easy to let go but hard to take back, you need Wukong Wuwu to be able to Wujing!

"Fellow Daoist, you need to rest for a while!" Jin Datong had already adjusted his breath, his face was full of glory, he saw that Zhang Shiping stood up, and his expression was still a little bad, so he said with a smile.

Zhang Shiping glanced at him in surprise. Before he came, he passed through the sect's channel, and a few Jindan friends he had always made good friends with, made the two Jindan elders, Min and Jin, of Ming Xinzong very good at life. Learned a lot. As for Gu Quan, Master Huo Ming once dealt with this man seventy years ago. Zhang Shiping heard that this man has a good ability to control beasts and repel insects, and he is quite difficult to deal with. Companion with insects and snakes, obsessed with this way.

Among the three, only this fellow Jin Daoist had the kindness to say such words, and the other two would definitely not be so polite.

"It would be better to rest a little longer." Zhang Shiping pretended not to realize that this was just a polite remark, and he said with a casual smile, it would be better if he could meditate for a while to accumulate mana, and face is more important than face.

"Time has been delayed for too long, and I don't know if those ghost pheasants will come back with other swarms. Let's go to the palace below to take a look. If there is nothing there, we can go to other places to search After a while, you can’t go home empty-handed.” Wang Daoxiu looked at the valley, where there were still some chills flying, sporadically, he frowned, looked around a few more times, and his tone was a little anxious.

"Wait a minute, everyone." Daoist Huo Ming squeezed different hand formulas with his ten fingers, and with a sound of 'rising', a red flag appeared out of thin air, and was immediately put into the magic weapon stored by him. He tossed and turned, according to a certain pattern, put away the array flags, array plates and other utensils that had just been set up. It's just that compared to his previous formation speed, the formation speed is a bit slow.

Everyone waited for a cup of tea before Master Huo Ming put away dozens of formation equipment, and the aura of these formation equipment was a bit dimmer than before. Although they were not damaged, they wanted to restore them to their original appearance It's time for a good life sacrifice. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Shiping took another elixir to restore mana, and adjusted his state better.

Gu Quan got up before Zhang Shiping, and put the gray-black body of the chilling cicada on the ground into the storage bag. There was a look of pity in his eyes, and he said several times: "It's a pity, it's a pity."

Zhang Shiping glanced at Gu Quan, this Fellow Daoist Gu seemed to value these ashes of insect bodies very much!

He didn't fight with them, these chilling cicadas have been dead for too long, and now they are more like ordinary carbon stones, they have no value to him at all, so there is no need to fight against this Gu Daoyou. Zhang Shiping also felt a pity about it, if these things were still in good condition, tens of thousands of three-winged chilling cicada shells comparable to Jindan would be a great harvest.

Seeing that Master Huo Ming put away the magic circle, Min Caiquan took the lead and walked towards the valley.

The place where they were was not far from the valley. After walking for less than a cup of tea, Zhang Shiping and the others arrived in the valley and stood in front of a light mask as thin as cicada's wings. Zhang Shiping released his consciousness, wanting to explore the situation inside, but when his consciousness touched the light curtain, it was completely blocked by the light curtain, and he could even feel that the light curtain was melting With his divine sense, he couldn't detect the specific situation inside.

The light curtain is very thin, and they can see with the naked eye that the palace inside is very tidy, empty and deserted. However, in the world of cultivating immortals, seeing is not necessarily believing. They did not enter rashly.

"Let me try." Gu Quan stepped forward without saying a word. A small green snake came out of his hand and passed through without hindrance under his control. He closed his eyes and passed more than ten After breathing, a blue light flew out, and the little snake walked along his crutches to his wrist, coiled its tail, swallowed the letter, and hissed a few times.

Zhang Shiping listened curiously to the hiss of the green snake with his ears up.

From the little guy's words, it can be heard that there is no living thing inside, and there is no danger. Other more specific things cannot be perfectly expressed by this second-order green snake.

Gu Quan wiped the imperial animal bag around his waist, and released several black-scaled snakes with thick arms, driving them towards the light curtain. The scaled snake came out unharmed.

After seeing this, everyone was relieved a little bit, and they cast spells to support the shields of various auras, and walked towards the light curtain.

When Zhang Shiping reached out to touch the light curtain, a trace of coolness penetrated through his mana shield and directly touched his right hand, as if he had plunged into a cold spring, and the icy feeling shocked him. However, in the next moment, the coldness suddenly broke out, his back felt cold, and a gray light came towards his face. The mask he propped up didn't play a half role, and broke in response.

With a muffled snort, he immediately cast "Kunpeng Feather", his figure was like a ghost, and he pulled back several feet in an instant.