Longevity: Never leave the mountain until you are invincible

"escape!"

There was only one thought left in Fang Mu's mind, and he hurried on without daring to stop.

He doesn't go with his former classmates either. At this time, the more people there are, the more dangerous it is.

Running alone is safer.

"Stop."

At this time, an old voice sounded in Fang Mu's mind.

Fang Mu immediately stopped and asked in surprise, "Master, what happened?"

"Three miles ahead, there are three Qi-practicing Dzogchen monks hiding."

The old voice said concisely and concisely.

"Thank you, Master, for reminding me."

Fang Mu suddenly became excited and thanked the old voice.

Although he is a Qi-training Dzogchen monk, he lacks fighting experience. If he is really besieged by three Qi-training Dzogchen monks, he is very likely to die.

According to Tianyou Palace's original training plan, after he breaks through the foundation building stage, he will gradually increase his experience in fighting with others.

It's a pity that Tianyou Palace fell apart before he could break through the foundation building stage.

The old voice warned many times, allowing Fang Mu to escape smoothly without encountering too many dangers along the way.

The greatest danger comes from a foundation-building monk.

The foundation-building monk piloted a flying boat, followed it with his spiritual thoughts, and almost found Fang Mu.

Fortunately, the old voice took action in time to deceive the opponent's perception and save Fang Mu.

…

In a deserted cave.

"Survived!"

Fang Mu was lying on the ground with his back stretched out, his face full of joy for surviving the disaster.

In the past eighteen years of life, have you ever had such an exciting experience as today?

Dozens of Jindan True Monarchs took action together, which was as terrifying as the heaven and earth falling apart.

Fang Mu had no doubt that if a random ray of aftermath affected him, he would be killed on the spot. His body and soul would be crushed into powder in an instant, and he would never be able to die again.

During the subsequent escape process, if he had not been protected by his master, he would have died seven or eight times.

"Fang Mu."

The old voice's tone deepened.

"Yes, Master."

Hearing this, Fang Mu immediately sat up straight.

"You have too little fighting experience, and you can only use 80% of your strength. If this continues, it will not be a good thing.

If Tianyou Palace is destroyed, no one can protect you. From now on, you can only rely on yourself. You must not fall behind in this regard. "

The old voice warned.

"Master, you..."

Fang Mu's face changed slightly, as if he realized something.

"Don't interrupt, just listen to what I have to say."

However, the old voice forcefully interrupted Fang Mu's words: "In order to deceive the foundation-building monk's perception, I forcibly activated his spiritual thoughts and injured his soul. He will soon fall into a deep sleep and slowly recover the power of his soul."

"During this period, you have to work hard to survive and wait for me to wake up again."

"Your top priority now is to find a stable place, adjust your body, and break through the foundation."

"You are not allowed to go to the three fairy cities including Nujiang Fairy City. The best place to go is the small and medium-sized city where there are only one or two Jindan monks."

As he spoke, the old voice became weaker and weaker.

"Master, is there any spiritual object that can help you restore the power of your soul?"

Fang Mu asked quickly with an anxious look on his face.

"You can search for soul-nurturing wood of third grade or above, or the soul-reassuring pill, you don't have to force it."

The old voice felt relieved and said with a smile.

After saying this, the old voice stopped ringing and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely find the spiritual object as soon as possible to help you."

Fang Mu solemnly promised.

"Young man, you seem to be in trouble. Maybe I can help you?"

At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly reached his ears.

"who?"

Fang Mu was horrified and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Outside the cave, stood a stooped old man wearing gray robes, exuding faint and powerful mana fluctuations.

‘Zhuji Zhenren! ’

Fang Mu looked bitter and quickly made a judgment. The gray-robed old man in front of him was a foundation-building monk.

The master fell into a deep sleep, and he had no one to rely on.

"Junior Fang Mu, you have met your senior. Do you know his surname?"

Fang Mu quickly realized that the old man in gray robe had no ill intentions towards him.

If the gray-robed old man had malicious intentions, he would have died long ago in a sneak attack.

"The name of the old man is not important. What is important is that you seem to be in trouble?"

The old man in gray robe changed the topic: "No, to be precise, the Taoist friend in your mind is in trouble."

Hearing this, Fang Mu looked horrified and felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

The matter of the master's remnant soul was a secret that even many senior officials of Tianyou Palace didn't know about, but it was revealed by the gray-robed old man.

How could this not surprise Fang Mu?

"Senior, you..."

Just as Fang Mu was about to deny it, he heard the old man in gray robe softly spit out a syllable.

"town!"

One word fell like thunder.

Fang Mu was struck by lightning and lost consciousness instantly.

"No?"

The old man in gray robe waved his hand, and several storage rings on Fang Mu's body flew out and floated in the air. His spiritual mind penetrated them and examined them carefully, but he was disappointed.

Unable to find what I need.

"If Fang Mu doesn't have it, then it can only be found in Hunshan Daojun."

The old man in gray robe looked at Fang Mu again with deep eyes.

…

"what happened?"

'Fang Mu' slowly opened his eyes, feeling that his condition was better than ever before, his body and soul were at their peak, as if he had never fallen.

"Is this me eighteen years old again?"

'Fang Mu' sounded confused: "No, this is not my body, but Fang Mu's body."

"Fellow Taoist Hunshan, you don't have to doubt that this is the body of little friend Fang Mu."

A hoarse voice woke up 'Fang Mu' or True Lord Hunshan.

At this time, Taojun Hunshan noticed the gray-robed old man beside him.

‘I can’t sense the existence of this person with my spiritual mind! ’

True Monarch Hunshan stirred up a storm in his heart. In his spiritual perception, there was no existence of the gray-robed old man at all.

He didn't notice the other person until he spoke.

Although he only has a remnant of his soul left, the essence of his soul is still there. If he wants to hide it from his perception, his spiritual power must be no less than or even surpass him.

In other words, this gray-robed old man is likely to be a peak golden elixir monk, or even the Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord.

"Fellow Taoist Hunshan, I want to make a deal with you."

The old man in gray robe smiled kindly.

"I agree."

True Lord Hunshan did not hesitate at all and agreed decisively.

"..."

The corner of Chu Chen's mouth twitched, and he swallowed all the words as soon as they reached his mouth.

I thought I was going to waste my words, but I didn't expect Master Hunshan to be so sensible.

However, this is good, it saves him a lot of effort.

"What do you want from me, fellow Taoist, please speak out."

True Lord Hunshan is very sincere.

People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.

Facing a powerful being who was suspected of being a heavenly king, he couldn't help but be ignorant.

Only by actively cooperating with the other party can you survive.

"The complete method of practicing the Soul Seizing Scripture."

Chu Chen said.

"no problem."

With the active cooperation of True Monarch Hunshan, Chu Chen quickly obtained the complete practice method of the Soul Seizing Scripture.

He was a little worried, so he constructed dreams several times, awakened the True Monarch of Hunshan, and asked him to write the complete practice method of the Soul Seizing Scripture, which was mutually confirmed and correct.