Longevity, step by step to the highest

Lanyun Taoist Temple, Qingxinping Courtyard.

Wu Ping returned from the Cloud Realm, but he was not in a hurry to travel. He walked and stopped along the way, studying the immortal method, and he was very fast.

"Lao Ping, open the door, are you there?"

Not long after Wu Ping landed, Qian Jin's voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

Since returning from the last battle of the spiritual veins, Qian Jin's way of speaking and behavior to Wu Ping have changed a little.

I just came back, and Lao Qian is in a hurry to find me? Wu Ping was a little surprised.

With a "squeak", the courtyard door opened automatically with Wu Ping's wave.

"Lao Ping, I heard that you went to the Cloud Realm Wanbao Pavilion during this period? Nothing unexpected, right?"

Qian Jin stepped into the courtyard and looked up and down at Wu Ping.

"Accident? Not really. I went to Wanbao Pavilion to buy some spiritual medicines. Seeing that Yunyu was in a bit of chaos, I came back directly."

"Are you talking about the appearance of a Taoist who made connections in Yunyu, making connections everywhere?"

Wu Ping thought about it and it was most likely this.

"Hahaha... The Taoist who made connections would also look for a sect, not you."

"Lao Ping, you think too much!"

"However, it's a good thing that you left Yunyu in advance. Do you know that something big has happened in Yunyu during this period of time?"

"The head of Ziyun Sect used the identity of a Taoist who made connections to make connections and rob spiritual stones everywhere. He was caught on the spot by the four major forces and beheaded with a sword."

"But sadly, the Ziyun Sect was slaughtered by an evil cultivator right after that."

"In addition, there were two foundation-building sects that were also slaughtered by evil cultivators overnight and sucked their essence and blood. It was really terrible."

"The master of the temple ordered We should be careful and alert, open the sect formation, and don't go out unless necessary. "

"I don't know if this evil cultivator will run to my Dajin area. I have heard of evil cultivators slaughtering cities before, but it usually happened in the secular world. This time it happened in the world of immortal cultivation, which is really weird."

"Such a strong evil cultivator, I have never seen it in my life, Lao Qian."

"But Lao Ping, you don't have to worry. I heard from the master that the Golden Core Patriarch of the Blood Demon Sect, one of the four major forces, has gone to the Cloud Region. This evil cultivator and the Taoist who has a bond with him are probably not going to escape."

Wu Ping didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen after he left the Cloud Region.

It really surprised him a little, but fortunately he left in a swift and decisive manner.

Although he was confident in his own strength, he didn't want to be deeply trapped in the chaotic vortex of the Cloud Region.

However, he felt a little sad when he thought that someone was using his name as a Taoist who had a bond with him to seek benefits.

The timid will starve to death, and the bold will die of gluttony. Everything in the world is for profit. After careful consideration, this is normal.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Qian Jin, Wu Ping sent him away.

After closing the gate, a red light flashed in his hand, and the enchanting red blood crystal that condensed after Xue Ming's death appeared.

After Wu Ping's subsequent absorption, the color of the blood crystal faded a lot, but the pure energy in it was still about half, which was also quite huge.

Wu Ping always felt that the new evil cultivator in the Cloud Domain was not simple, as if there was a hidden big net waiting behind.

In the Qingling Continent ruled by the four major forces, there are still such strong evil cultivators, I'm afraid there is really a ghost!

I don't know if the other party is also practicing the "Blood Son Art". . .

Shaking his head, Wu Ping couldn't figure it out. He didn't want to dwell on it. The most urgent thing was to summarize the many Qi training and foundation building methods he had collected, and to work on the foundation. Maybe, he could still...

In a hurry of ten days, the chaos in Yunyu had been calmed down under the strong suppression of the Blood Demon Sect's Golden Core Ancestor "Hunsha".

Hunsha didn't know what "secret method" he used. Every three days, he found an evil cultivator. He spent a total of nine days on three evil cultivators.

The strongest evil cultivator among them was the murderer who killed Ziyun Sect. He was at the peak of the late foundation building stage, one step away from forming a pill.

The other two were also in the late foundation building stage, and they were all extremely powerful.

The three evil cultivators were easily suppressed and imprisoned by Hunsha. He didn't kill them on the spot, saying that he would take them back to the Blood Demon Sect.

Many people were puzzled by the decision of the Golden Core Ancestor Hunsha, but no one dared to say anything. In the end, the evil cultivators were taken away and Yunyu was peaceful.

As for the last Taoist who made a connection, he never appeared again, as if he had never appeared before. No one in Yunyu dared to act in the name of Taoist who made a connection in this limelight.

Qingyu, Xueshamen, secret room.

Hunsha looked at the three imprisoned evil cultivators as if he was looking at delicious food.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the three of them exploded without any warning, turning into thick blood and entering Hunsha's body. At the same time, Hunsha's face showed a comfortable expression, and he murmured.

"Although it is harvested early, it is harmless."

"It's almost time, it's almost time."After a hundred years of planning, the day when I break through to the late Jindan stage is not far away..."

Dajin Dynasty, Blood Demon Sect.

If we talk about the appearance of such a powerful evil cultivator in Yunyu, the one who is most concerned is Xuemie.

This undoubtedly poured a bucket of cold water on him, which frightened him, made him doubtful, and made him afraid.

During this period, he was a little confused about himself, and some plans seemed to have to be done slowly.

Xuemie thought so in his heart, and then thought of the "Blood Infant Art", which could be practiced to the Yuanying stage. It was impossible for Xuemie to give up.

But what Xuemie didn't know was that even if he really wanted to stop practicing this skill, it was impossible. This was no longer something he could control.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Xuemie couldn't think of , such a technique that surpasses Qingling Continent, could it be that someone gave it to him on purpose.

Isn't that a head stuck in the door? He doesn't believe it...

The dust settled in Yunyu, and it soon spread throughout the cultivation world of Qingling Continent, and naturally reached Wu Ping's ears.

Wu Ping was even more suspicious about this, but generally speaking, it was none of his business, so he just ignored it. He didn't have time to think about it now.

Moreover, he, an immortal, felt that he didn't have enough time.

During this period, he started with the Qigong method, unraveling it, and with his current vision and cognition, he quickly understood many principles and details of Qigong practice.

Every time he gained something, he felt as if he had suddenly realized something.

Time passed slowly, and another twenty years had passed In the past.

Wu Ping spent ten years summarizing a set of immortal cultivation techniques suitable for his own practice, including the Qi training stage and the foundation building stage. He was still very satisfied with the Qi training part, but he only deduced the foundation building part to the middle stage of the foundation building.

He did not reach the late stage of the foundation building. In the late stage of the foundation building, he had to build a pill furnace to prepare for the formation of the pill. He did not know how to build a pill furnace that could condense the nine-patterned golden pill.

Although he had the "Three-patterned Golden Pill Art" as a reference, as an immortal, he was naturally unwilling to practice such a lowest-level golden pill technique.

And even if he practiced, it would be difficult for him to perform in front of the public because of the Taoist doctrine.

Without a stronger golden pill technique for reference, Wu Ping was very troubled and a little helpless.

It took a lot of time to deduce a martial arts technique suitable for him. It took twenty years, and another ten years to break through the mortal realm.

Whether it is the immortal way or the martial way, Wu Ping intends to deduce the practice of the skills that suit him as much as possible, otherwise his endless life span will be wasted.

There is also the reason of "Taoism". Taking Taoism as the purpose is not something that ordinary beings can do, and it comes from the upper realm.

If you secretly practice other sects' skills, it will be bad if you fight with others and are discovered, and attract powerful people to hunt you down.

Wu Ping also reminds himself at all times to be cautious and hide as much as possible. Unless he can fully control something, he will strike with thunder.

At present, the skills that Wu Ping deduced are all of low level. He is too lazy to name them, and he hasn't thought about it yet. If you have thought about it, you can leave it at the end of the chapter and use it later.