Journey To Longevity

Zhang Shiping tapped on the wooden table, thinking lightly and carefully.

In the conversation between the four of Jiang Ruoliu just now, although they put up a soundproof shield with their magic power, it didn't play any role, and they all fell into Zhang Shiping's ears.

Within a few feet of each other on one floor, these people stopped talking to each other, and even small gestures such as making eye contact with each other could not escape Zhang Shiping's scrutiny.

"Is it the golden core of Wanjianmen? There is also that guy who is neither male nor female. Although he hides it very well, judging from the aura that this person inadvertently reveals, he should practice the Huanyin Sect's cauldron furnace method "Pity "Hua Yin Feng Lian", as for the yellow-faced man in the middle stage of Jindan, I don't have this person in my impression, is he a casual cultivator who has been retreating all the year round?" Zhang Shiping half-closed his eyes, thinking in his heart, but he didn't make a sound.

This is his usual habit, so be careful, lest the walls have ears!

He remembered very clearly what the great elder Bai Yuheng of Shuiyueyuan taught his juniors.

It doesn't matter whether a person acts righteously or evilly, whether he behaves crookedly or straightly, especially for monks.

But there is one most important point, that is, don't let others guess your thoughts, or even where you are going and what you are going to do in the future, so as to set up a murderous situation. If you want to see through a person, in addition to specially collecting the person's information In addition to news, what is more intuitive is to see the person face to face, observe their actions, and listen to their words. These are the most intuitive!

A senior who has lived for more than 2,000 years still has a lot to learn from Zhang Shiping, a junior who has just entered the Nascent Soul.

Leaving aside the cultivation base and mana between the two, Bai Yuheng alone has been able to live in peace and stability for so long, so he naturally has his own merits. Although monk Yuanying had a long lifespan, there were some people who disappeared unknowingly. No one knew where these guys went to travel, or even their bones were put in storage bags.

In the past few years after conceiving Zhang Shiping, apart from stabilizing his own state, the biggest achievement left was self-examination, and he got rid of the somewhat vain mentality that he once had after conceiving a baby.

I don't know the suffering of things, and I look forward to Shu when I get Long.

Cultivators are the most obsessed and greedy people in the world. They refine Qi and want to build a foundation. After building a foundation, they want to form an alchemy. After the relatives and friends left one by one, the thing in this world that makes Zhang Shiping, a Nascent Soul cultivator, still feel that he can reflect his own existence is the eternal practice of immortality.

One hundred years of life is not too little, and ten thousand years of life is not too much.

And to practice and spend such a long period of time, every Nascent Soul cultivator has his own way of dealing with the world, whether he is playing in the world of mortals, or on the top of the mountain outside the mundane world, there are all kinds of differences.

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After the four left for a while, Zhang Shiping got up.

"What do you want, officer?" Zhang San, who was waiting at the side, immediately came up to greet him, and said respectfully.

"Go and book me a room with a quieter environment first, this money should be enough to stay for one night." Zhang Shiping said, he took out a piece of silver weighing five taels and gave it to Xiao Er.

"Enough is enough, I'll fix it for you right away. The environment of the house over the Orchid Garden is the most quiet." Zhang San quickly took the money, and walked downstairs quickly.

Zhang Shiping walked down leisurely, and when he first came to the first floor, the waiter had already prepared the room to the shopkeeper.

Then he hurriedly ran to Zhang Shiping, and handed over a few small pieces of broken silver and a handful of copper coins in his hand for change.

"Take it, it's your reward." Zhang Shiping said.

That Zhang San smiled, thanked repeatedly, and put the silver and copper coins into his arms, and his action of collecting the money happened to be seen by the little second who had been replaced before, and the man opened his eyes immediately A lot, with a look of remorse on his face.

Soon Zhang San was smiling all the way, and led Zhang Shiping to a quiet orchid garden in the back, and then backed out.

After entering the room in the courtyard, Zhang Shiping took out a few small flags and raised them casually. The flags turned into streamers of light, scattered around the house, and raised a small formation to prevent people from investigating.

After finishing these, Zhang Shiping sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a medium-grade spirit stone in each hand, concentrating mana.

Spiritual stones are roughly divided into lower, middle and upper grades, and the mana contained in each has a difference of about a hundred times. As for the so-called top-grade spirit stones, they are more like a kind of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Few Nascent Soul cultivators would simply use top-grade spirit stones to condense mana.

For monks in the late stage of Qi refining, the spiritual energy that can be refined in one hour is about the same as the amount of spiritual energy contained in a low-grade spirit stone. Two pieces. However, if it is in a place with abundant spiritual energy, monks do not need to rely entirely on spiritual stones to refine their energy.

In the later stage of foundation establishment, the speed of refining spiritual energy is obviously several times faster than that of Qi refining monks, and it is about one middle-grade spirit stone in a day.

So far, the amount of spiritual energy that the Jindan cultivators have breathed out and refined in an hour is roughly a middle-grade spirit stone.

After reaching Yuanying, the aura Zhang Shiping refined in one day was enough to be worth a high-grade spirit stone.

This is also a general basis for dividing the ranks of spirit stones in the world of cultivating immortals, and it has gradually spread.

If all the mana of this Nascent Soul cultivator relied on spirit stones to be refined, then even a mountain of spirit stones would not be enough to consume.

Therefore, in the secular world, the higher the cultivation level, the rarer the monks are.

At the current state, Zhang Shiping also understood why the small world suppressed the monks' practice, preventing the Nascent Soul monks from successfully becoming the God Transformation monks like in ancient times. The reason for this is also very simple. In the practice environment of this small world where the aura is constantly declining, once the monks become the gods, some venerables must do everything possible to leave this world.

Once monks of this level leave, it is almost impossible to come back, and the majestic and pure mana they have condensed for thousands of years, or the massive spiritual objects collected during this long time, will also be taken away .

Losing this part of the inspiration is a real loss.

If things go on like this, the recovery speed of the overall spiritual energy in the small world will naturally be much slower, and it will even continue to regress, and finally become a barren world with no spiritual energy, and there will be no more monks in the world.

This may be why there were Mahayana monks in the small world more than a hundred thousand years ago, but even today it is difficult to get out of the gods. They could no longer satisfy their practice, and followed the example of their predecessors, leaving one by one, and took away many spiritual objects, which caused today's decline.

Otherwise, the time of more than 100,000 years is only a short period of time for one world, and there will definitely not be such a big change!

And according to Zhang Shiping's speculation, the reason why the Demon Lord came to Xiaohuanjie with his incarnation and made such a big noise with this mystery and soul, maybe he didn't want to see the day when Xiaohuanjie's inspiration reappeared. Zhang Shiping understood these things, the other Nascent Soul cultivators naturally thought about them, but no one said them, instead, they all looked forward to the arrival of the Demon Lord and took them away like butterflies and bees.

This can only be said to be the nature of the monk to survive. For this kind of life-saving straw, it is too late for the Yuanying Huashen who is about to live, so why would he think of giving up his life to feed the small world?

Zhang Shiping still has enough lifespan now, so naturally he is not in a hurry, and can look at things with a spectator mentality, but if one day his lifespan is running out and the opportunity to leave is close at hand, then he is very likely to become this kind of person .

It's just that before he thought this way, a Venerable Huashen gave up the opportunity to leave the small world several times in front of him, and dispersed it into a bright aura in the sky in the ancient ocean, dispelling all the things he had learned in the past five thousand years. All the majestic mana that was cultivated and purified was returned to this world, and the curtain ended quietly!

And the witness of this tragedy is only an old Suanni with a malicious heart, sighing in the sky, I don't know if it is touched by the departure of Hongyue, a fellow Taoist, or because he regrets not getting a god-like body .

If all the high-ranking monks are like Venerable Hongyue, then maybe after a long period of time, the spirits in the small world will slowly reappear the grand scene of the ancient spirit world and become one party. Practice Paradise.

However, the way of people has always been that the damage is not enough to give more than enough! Some things, as long as they start, they will spread like an avalanche, and it cannot be stopped by one person!

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The Yangwanglou is not too big as a whole, and it is within the scope of Zhang Shiping's spiritual consciousness, so he didn't deliberately book the room near these people.

After arranging the magic circle, which only has the functions of sound insulation and early warning, Zhang Shiping glanced at Jiang Ruoliu's pedestrians with his spiritual sense, and saw the monk from Wanjianmen pacing back and forth in front of Jiang Ruoliu's gate. Some hesitated, but the effeminate man suspected of Huanyin sect and the big yellow-faced man lived next door, each sat cross-legged in meditation peacefully, and did not discuss anything in private.

According to the conversation between the two people before, this hooked-nosed monk surnamed Qi is the Golden Elixir of Wanjianmen, but Zhang Shiping didn't intend to kill him right now.

Zhang Shiping shook his head slightly, dissipating the murderous intent in his heart, leaving only a little consciousness to pay attention to the four of them, and then continued to refine the aura of the spirit stone in his hand. It's just a golden elixir, it doesn't matter whether it is killed or let go, and it has no effect on the re-establishment of the Zhengyang Zong Mountain Gate.

He promised Old Ancestor Wang to help Zhengyangzong re-establish the mountain gate after conceiving a baby, but it's not the right time yet.

I saw that following Zhang Shiping breathing out and refining Qi, in less than half an hour, these two crimson spirit stones, the size of a baby's fist, turned into transparent crystals at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the spiritual energy contained in it all flowed into the Yuanying where the upper dantian was located along the meridians of Zhang Shiping's body, and no spiritual energy was wasted from the beginning to the end.

Soon, it was dusk, and the night passed quietly.

At the dawn of dawn, the four of Jiang Ruoliu gathered together, soared into the sky from the same place, turned into several startled rainbows of various colors, and headed in the direction of Ni Li ghosts.

But at this moment, Zhang Shiping opened his eyes, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes looked through the roof to the distance, which was the direction the four of them left.

He was not in a hurry to follow, but continued to absorb the last trace of spiritual energy from the two half-refined fire spirit stones in his hand, then slowly got up, patted his clothes, opened the door and left go out.

Zhang Shiping took a light step forward, and disappeared in place the next moment.

On the other side, not long after the four of them flew away, they overlooked a dark cloud that stretched for tens of miles in the distance. Under this dark cloud, it was conveniently their destination.

Jiang Ruoliu and his party came down on the edge of the ghost monster. Looking ahead from a distance, they saw the wind whistling there, flying sand and rocks everywhere, and the gray area covered most of the pass. Li Feng, which was more than a thousand feet high, And Pingwan Mountain, above the pass wall between the two mountains, there are countless black shadows hovering, devouring each other, as if the grievances in life have not stopped after death.

There were bursts of devil crying, screaming extremely shrillly.

In addition, there are bursts of Yin Qi, like the tides, rising and falling, among which there are even flashes of black awns.

And in the soil outside the ghosts, cracks are constantly cracking, and small mounds emerge one after another, from which climbed out either half-rotten walking corpses, or skeletons with red eyes shining. , These dead things made a creaking sound when they walked, and walked towards the depths of the Yin Qi. The number seemed endless.

Such a scene immediately made the four of them jump in fear!

"Thank you, fellow daoist, are you sure there is an ancient repair cave in Lishan Mountain? Looking at the scene here, it doesn't look like it. Could it be that some devil is practicing some kind of secret technique here, which leads to such a huge vision. If this disturbs the other party, then It must be an endless enmity between life and death!" The feminine man put away the peach blossom fan in his hand, narrowed his red phoenix eyes, and said darkly.

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't worry, this may be a sign of the treasure's appearance in the world." A monk surnamed Qi from Wanjianmen said hastily.

"I hope so. Then, as we said before, wait a little while and let other people explore the way, so as not to fall into some people's schemes." The feminine man looked at Jiang Ruoliu and chuckled. Said in one voice.

Jiang Ruoliu snorted softly, looked at the ghost in front of him, frowned and said.

"There's nothing you can do about it, but when I came here yesterday, there wasn't such a strong yin energy here. It should be that the restriction of the ancient cave mansion in Lishan was invalidated, and all the yin spirits inside burst out. If there is really a murder Thinking, it is impossible for me to create such a big scene. If you don’t believe this, then I can’t help it. Fellow Daoist Qi, are you going to be with these two fellow Daoists, or let’s just say goodbye and go our own way.”

"Don't worry, don't worry, just look at my black snake, it is very likely that this place is really a treasure as Daoist Xie said!" said the yellow-faced man.

When the three of them were arguing and talking just now, the big yellow-faced man's eyes glowed, he turned around slightly, and then took out a small yellow-skinned tree seven or eight inches high with five-pointed branches shaped like human hands. And there was a small snake coiled between the branches, and it was glowing with black light.

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