Journey To Longevity

The meeting between Zhang Shiping and everyone from Linghumen was really just a coincidence. But many things in the world, a large part of which are due to all kinds of coincidences, which lead to disputes and turned into hatred.

Zhang Shiping, who was in the trance, looked as usual, with a smile in his eyes.

Just now he thought about it for a while, and he understood why Fan Kun would abandon his alchemy on the island and travel nearly 20,000 miles to the deserted island of the Thousand Stars Sea. Most likely, he came here for Huijiu.

Maybe those low-level female cultivators have never heard of Huijiu, but most high-ranking female cultivators are eager for it. After all, the feathers made of Huijiu's feathers are really gorgeous and dazzling, and they have been loved by female cultivators since ancient times. .

Although this kind of exotic bird can be compared to a third-order monster when it grows up, its success or failure is due to its own blood. There are very few such monsters that can really break through to the third-order big monster. As for the baby monster, at least there are no monsters near Nanzhou and Inner Sea. The monks of all ethnic groups will be more or less scrupulous.

From ancient times to the present, under the long-term wanton hunting, it has become increasingly difficult to see this kind of bird in the South China Sea and even the outer seas. It can only be found in the deep sea.

Therefore, not to mention the high price of a well-woven and tempered feather coat, the main reason is that there is no market for it. Every time it appears at an auction, it will be collected by some Nascent Soul female cultivators who love luxury, and it will rarely flow out. It fell into the hands of monk Jindan, and Fan Kun loved his wife very much. When he heard the news of Huijiu, how could he not be moved?

But when he left like this, he didn't put himself in Zhang Shiping's shoes at all, which made Zhang Shiping curse inwardly. However, there are many masters who focus on one skill, and there are also many who are more eccentric than Fan Kun, Zhang Shiping has not encountered it in these years.

In order not to delay the things ordered by the ancestors of Yuanying, Zhang Shiping put down his old face and discussed with several alchemy masters who had a better relationship. furnace. In fact, if Fan Kun went to ask others in person, don't dump these troublesome things on him without telling him in advance, Zhang Shiping would not be so annoyed.

After all, in the eyes of the Nascent Soul seniors on Nanming Island, if the elixir was not refined on time and in accordance with the quantity, it would be dereliction of duty, and Zhang Shiping would not be asked to explain more. Even this kind of trivial matter can't be done well, the ancestors of Xuanyuanzong are also embarrassed in front of other colleagues!

Just as this Fellow Daoist Fan had just left, the ancestor Qinghe on Nanming Island sent a message through the teleportation formation, telling him to leave immediately for Nanming Island.

Patriarch Qingyu didn't say anything, but Zhang Shiping still didn't dare to delay.

He neither has a 'relocation order' nor is he a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he still cannot use his physical body to resist the tearing force of the teleportation formation, so once he arranged the alchemy matters, he flew all the way and could only be honest. Really rushed over.

However, simply resisting the tearing force of the teleportation formation with the physical body does not mean that all Golden Core cultivators cannot do it. Zhang Shiping knows one person, and that is Senior Brother Qi Feng. However, this senior brother Qi forcibly broke through the realm when he was in retreat to attack the Nascent Soul more than 20 years ago, and finally died under the Infant Tribulation.

After Zhang Shiping heard the sad news, he felt very sad. It took hundreds of years of practice, but it was nothing in one day.

It was at that time that Zhang Shiping moved into the Green Fire Valley, the cave where he practiced.

Before that, True Monarch Tianfeng had already packed up all Qi Feng's belongings, and set up a tomb for his funeral. As for their master, Great Elder Qinghe, Zhang Shiping did not see him, but thinking about it, his heart is full of grief, after all, how can it not be pain in the heart after a master-student battle for more than 700 years!

It's just that things in the world have never been the same as joys and sorrows.

Brother Qi failed to conceive a baby, but Zheng Hengyun, who had previously practiced in the Green Fire Valley, after more than ten years of subdued cultivation, after polishing and solidifying his mana, finally broke through in one fell swoop and became a Jindan cultivator and Xuanyuanzong The elder Keqing made Zhang Shiping very happy. The wild child he brought out from the secular and dilapidated mountain village in the past, he didn't expect that after more than a hundred years, he would really become a golden core monk.

It's just that after becoming a golden elixir, Zhang Shiping can no longer treat him as a junior. In fact, he has some regrets in his heart. If Zheng Hengyun was younger at that time and could not remember things, then his surname is Zhang at this moment, not His family name is Zheng. This little thought was deeply hidden in Zhang Shiping's heart.

Fortunately, in the past hundred years, Zheng Hengyun has already integrated into the Zhang family, and he is grateful for Zhang Tong'an's kindness in nurturing and supporting Zhang Shiping, the family ancestor. Therefore, after he formed the alchemy, he still has no plans to leave the Zhang family. Since then, the second Jindan real person has been ushered in, and the family's momentum has grown a lot all of a sudden, comparable to a small sect like the Linghumen.

When Zhang Shiping was flying all the way towards Nanming Island, beside Huijiu's lair on the previously unnamed desert island, in a well-hidden formation, there were three monks sitting cross-legged on a brown-gray boulder.

One of them, a big man with a stern face, covered his left eye with his hand, and blood still oozed from between his fingers from time to time. He slammed the huge boulder under him hard, and the boulder cracked suddenly.

He spat, gritted his teeth and said, "Since we failed to lure those people over, before they go far, we might as well do it directly."

Beside the stern-faced big man was a dove-faced old man wearing a navy blue Taoist robe. He glanced at the big man with a trace of solemnity in his eyes. He shook his head:

"Don't be impatient, fellow Daoist Cai. Are you sure that the one who got rid of Huijiu two or three times was that fellow Daoist Zhang of Xuanyuanzong. This person really didn't notice anything unusual? If he goes and comes back, we three People can't keep him. If we are exposed, we can't stay in Nanzhou. At that time, we can only flee to the deep sea. The old man thinks it's better not to be so reckless. Before others notice, we should take him first Let’s take it, anyway, we’ve already made enough money during this time.”

The big man snorted coldly when he heard the words, "In order not to let this person notice, I almost lost an eyeball with my backlash against the spell. You say, Chen Daoyou. If he really notices, then his means It is no less than those Nascent Soul monsters, can we still sit here safely?"

After finishing speaking, the big man coughed a few times in a muffled voice, spit out a mouthful of black, red and foul-smelling blood, and his face turned white and red. It was obvious that not only the eyes were injured, but also the internal organs were more or less damaged.

The dove-faced old man smiled wryly, telling the big man not to get angry, so as not to aggravate the injury.

"Okay, both of you, please be quiet. Since there is a possibility of being discovered here, for the sake of safety, let's change to another place. As for Cai Daoyou's dove, let Chen Daoyou and I compensate you, no It will make you suffer." Another white-robed monk who was sitting quietly, patted his clothes, stood up and said to the two of them.

"That's good, it's Daoyou Yu who is righteous, how about you, Daoyou Chen?" The big man said with a grin and clasped his fists.

The dove-faced old man glanced at the big man, "This is what it should be, the old man has no objections."

As soon as the words fell, the dove-faced old man and the big man suddenly changed their aura, as fast as thunder, and hit the white-robed monk on the back. At this moment, the big man couldn't see how he was injured.

There were two "bang bang", one aimed at the back of the heart and the other at the dantian, both of them hit the white-robed monk together, with happy expressions on their faces.