Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

"Fang Daoist, don't misunderstand, but Fairy Lu's appearance is too beautiful and amazing, which distracted Wang for a while. It made all fellow daoists laugh. Sigh, fellow daoist Fang is very lucky."

Smiled embarrassingly.

The black-robed nun who was in full bloom attracted a blank look.

The middle-aged man in the black robe was taken aback for a moment, then fell silent.

But at the same time, he also realized that the other party's background might be true, and the name of the stage of transformation into a god was not just borrowed casually. In other words, it is definitely not a miscellaneous cultivator from Tiannanyandi, otherwise it would be impossible to recognize the couple at a glance.

"Wang Daoyou, senior, how are you doing recently?"

Originally, it was just a polite question, but unexpectedly Wang Li's words made everyone's hearts jump.

"Who knows? That guy is like a dragon who sees his head but never sees his tail. He likes to turn into a mortal and follow the old monster to run around, looking for the rumored channel of the reverse spirit, thinking about ascension."

Reverse Spirit Channel? Ascension?

Such an important secret, just say it without hiding it?

There was a lot of splendor in everyone's eyes.

And Wang Li's side is obviously not over yet:

"Anyway, he seldom sits in the door to be a director. For a person like him, what is more important than ascending to the spirit world? Why, is there something that Daoist Fang wants to find his junior brother?"

"No no.!"

The middle-aged man in black robe hurriedly waved his hand.

Don't make trouble, how dare he talk to Huashenqi. Once the other party knows the two secret treasures in his hands, I'm afraid they won't be able to beat his sap to melt his fate.

"Actually, instead of inquiring about Junior Brother Xiang, Fellow Daoist, it's better to know more about the situation of Taiyi Sect Bai Laogui and other old monsters."

At this point, he stopped suddenly.

Everyone is like a hundred claws scratching their hearts.

"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Wang?"

Fang Zongzhu raised his eyebrows.

"Fellow Daoist, do the math, how long has it been since there was a new stage of transforming gods in this world?!"

Wang Lilue made a reminder.

"Leaving aside the one from Wan Yao Valley, the latest among the seven Spirit Transformation seniors of the Great Jin Dynasty was also a person from more than a thousand years ago; the earliest is even more so... the end is approaching!"

Talking to himself, the middle-aged pupils shrank.

Dozens of people on Mulan's side also stared at each other.

In the stage of transforming gods, the lifespan of the human world is two thousand years, and every time you do it with all your strength, you will lose your vitality and shorten your lifespan. Therefore, even if you have taken a few kinds of life-extending spiritual things, you can stay in this world for as long as you can. It can't be too much. Otherwise, sooner or later it will turn into a dead bone in the grave.

The seven gods of the Jin Dynasty are legendary existences, and the oldest one is almost at the limit;

The youngest one, who entered the realm of transforming gods more than a thousand years ago, is definitely not too young when counting the time it took to form the alchemy nascent soul.

"It seems that you finally realized it."

Wang Li sighed softly, put away the casualness on his face:

"Yes. Within four or five hundred years, if there is no new stage of becoming a god in the Jin Dynasty, the human race in this world will decline. It will even be difficult for the digital stage of becoming a god to be born at the same time in the future."

In other words, the vitality of heaven and earth has become thinner than it was more than a thousand years ago.

Otherwise, it would be such a coincidence to catch up with the blue and yellow.

"Moreover, the old monsters who have sealed themselves by various means can persist for at most three hundred years. After three hundred years, the situation in the world will usher in a complete change."

On the original timeline, Han Li was retreating to attack the God Transformation, and had never experienced that delicate transition period; but it does not mean that this process did not exist.

The Mahayana division came, and seeing the wars of the Great Jin Dynasty everywhere, it was probably another round of alternation between the old and the new hegemons.

"Wang Daoyou told Fang this, but what's the fuss?"

The middle-aged man in the black robe took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the throbbing in his heart and asked.

"I can't talk about it. It's just that if everyone present here is still there, we might cooperate."

Wang Li grinned.

"cooperate?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"How difficult is it to transform into a god? If we want to reach that step, the best way is to combine the resources of many of the ten righteous and ten demons to achieve ourselves. For example, the magic essence pill of Hu Laoguai of the Heavenly Demon Sect is very useful for transforming the gods. Benefits. Fellow Daoist Fang, Fellow Daoist Zhu, and all fellow Daoists here, do you understand?"

Ten good and ten devils, the top few are just the obstacles for everyone to go further!

If one or two of these can be brought down, the chances of the big cultivator here to be able to enter another realm will increase by at least 10%.

This is not a slight improvement.

"Four or five hundred years?"

Fang Zongzhu's eyes flickered, he was more than seven hundred years old, it's not impossible for him to wait until that moment. With Yin Luozong's financial resources, it is not impossible to get a share of the elixir that prolongs life.

For example, in the Jinjing Grand Auction held once in a century, such heaven-defying things occasionally appeared.

And next, there are four more times, the hope is quite high.

Tian Zhong couldn't stop knocking on the table in front of him with his knuckles, unable to hide the ambition in his heart. He is still young, in his early six hundred years old, so he can afford it. Moreover, there is a kind of exercise in the clan, which is quite unique for health preservation, and it is not a problem to last for more than a hundred years.

"Okay, that's all hundreds of years later, let's wait until then and let's talk about it. During the period, maybe Qimiao Zhenren, Xuan Qingzi, Biyue Zen Master and other outstanding people will first use the treasures in the door and those old monsters The good things left behind advanced to the level of God Transformation, and turned to cover an era. In that case, everything Wang said now is a joke. So, first help fellow Taoists and wish them win this battle."

Wang Li shrugged and found a seat to sit down;

Turning to look at the black and thin old man and the masters of Mulan, playing with taste:

"By the way, I wish fellow Taoists, what Wang mentioned at the Great Cultivator Ceremony is to let the Tiannan sects take advantage of the fierce battle between you and the sudden people, to sneak attack on the back of the grassland, and have a battle between cranes and clams for the fisherman's profit. Hehe, what a joke! I guess everyone won't mind, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Master Zhu and the others twitched their mouths.

"Your Wang Daoyou joked, so I won't mind if you joke about it."

Seriously, how could they not mind?

But take down the opponent, there is no benefit for one's own side.

One, they are here to help, they are powerful foreign aid. Didn't you tell Yin Luozong and his party more than a dozen people clearly that the Mulan people like to cross rivers and demolish bridges? No, the bridge was demolished before the river crossed.

The two may not be able to keep this person.

The other party was able to escape the siege and interception of the three great immortal masters and dozens of immortal masters of the Yuanying stage in the middle stage of the Yuanying stage, and even killed the big monk who had more than a dozen mature body-eating gold bugs and was not inferior in combat power. Saint Lin Yinping; now that he has stepped further into the field of great monks, his strength will inevitably increase greatly, and he has nothing at all here.

Of the three, even if this person is really taken down at a huge price, what will the Yin Luozong voters do? There are so many people talking about it, it is hard to guarantee that this group of witnesses will not spread the matter to the Xiling Mountain of the Great Jin Dynasty afterwards. What if Xiling Mountain retaliates? Well, a big cultivator is with them, it is impossible not to retaliate, and the legendary stage of transforming gods will definitely be dispatched.

If people don't do positive things, they engage in assassination.

Which Nascent Soul Stage in the clan dares to say that he is not afraid?

Four, a big war is about to start. First, we will get rid of our foreign aid, and then we will get injured all over our body. Still can't open a group later? Then how to face the sudden person?

Ever since, the members of the Yin Luozong were surprised to find that the handsome guy in front of Mu Lan and the others were about to be ridiculed by the handsome guy in front of them, but none of them came out to complain.

Simply.

Because of this, he did not dare to underestimate Wang Li.

Fang Zongzhu's Taoist companion, Fairy Lu, looked at him secretly, even more strangely. On the usual cold face, there was a rare smile and amorous feelings.

Next, continue with the general planning of the war.

Wang Li's target was determined to be Immortal Hu, one of the Four Great Immortal Masters, the guy who severely injured Han Li in the original timeline and caused the backlash of evil spirits.

Wang Li had a lot of opinions about this at first.

He felt that he should go to warm the lonely hearts of those beautiful widows, such as Sun Xianshi, one of the four great immortal masters suddenly, that is, the plump, beautiful purple-haired woman.

However, this side is unwilling no matter what, worrying that the young man's enthusiasm will miss important things, such as falling under the pomegranate skirt of the other party. Or worse, being instigated by those coquettish sluts.

Once the above disturbing things happen, they will feel uncomfortable.

"Fellow Daoist, you have to trust Wang, and you will never be tricked by Chinese and Americans. The former abrupt saint Lin Yinping was delivered to you by Wang himself. Have you forgotten, Fellow Daoist?"

Wang Li is upright and serious.

It's almost like swearing.

However, the admiring gaze has already fallen on Master Le, who has a bumpy figure and a delicious look.

"Hey, how about adding a piece of Gengjin that is the size of a walnut?"

This is not a conference where dozens of people gather together, but a small private meeting where a few people gather at a table.

In the arena, the old man Hei Shou, the big man Tian Zhong, Master Miao Ling Le, and Wang Li happened to sit around a table.

Obviously, the "quote" in the hall is only on the surface. But there are some things that cannot be brought to light.

No, Wang Li restrained the frivolity on his face when he heard the words, and immediately said seriously:

"not enough."

The three people on the opposite side frowned: "What do fellow Taoists need?"

They believe that their bid is already high.

The total value is hardly less than 800,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

"Wang needs one of the three sacred bird feathers enshrined in our Mulan Temple!"

Unlike Han Li, who had given up his special research on refining techniques since refining the Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Sword, Wang Li did not.

He has always kept moving forward through his avatar.

In the past few years, he has been deliberating on the refining method of the Lingbao Seven Flame Fan with Dayan Shenjun and the second Yuanying of the old antique. Finally, combined with the top-level materials of the fire system that have been heard in this world, the three-flame fan that can exert 30% to 40% of the power of Lingbao, the four-flame fan with 50% power, and the five-flame fan that can exert 60% to 70% power The method of refining the fan.

In order to refine the five-flame fan, one must obtain the natal feathers of the fire-type spirit bird of the transformation stage.

The higher the feather level, the greater the power of the refined imitation Lingbao.

And one of the three feathers left by Mulan's sacred bird when it ascended in ancient times was just right! It is said that it was cast off during the transformation of the gods! The holy bird happens to be of the fire element, so it is more than enough to refine the five-flame fan.

The other two are the descendants left by the sacred bird that shed during their lifetime, and are slightly inferior.

In addition, there is a consonant peacock that has only reached the ninth level but has not yet reached the tenth level of the bird. Yu Geli.

"Impossible, that is my family's heritage sacred object!"

As a direct stakeholder, Master Le's complexion instantly darkened, and his pretty face was terribly cold.

The faces of the leading black and thin old man and the big man beside him also became extremely ugly.

"Fairy Le, don't worry, Wang's conditions have not been finished yet. The three of you can see if this is okay? Give Wang the one he needs, and Wang promises to severely injure the sudden fellow Daoist, so that his injuries will be difficult for decades. Healing up will give you a great opportunity to fight. Of course, if you give all three feathers to Wang, this person will die in this battle!"

After pinching his finger bones, Wang Li smiled confidently.

The three of them stagnate.

Because of the majestic evil spirit that came over at that moment, the hairs on the three of them stood on end, and goose bumps all over their bodies.

The three of them looked at each other in surprise.

Is it a bluff, or has this strength?

They're having a bit of trouble.

Because once this picky guy quits, or turns around to take advantage of the war between the two clans, they will be more passive than they are now.

Right now, at least people have made an offer.

When things were over here, the black and thin old man immediately went to the other side non-stop, to discuss the details with Yin Luozong and his party.

"What, you want to extract even the soul of my Mulan mage? Impossible, absolutely not allowed! You can deal with the sudden immortal cultivators who fell, but the souls of the Mulan warriors who fell for this battle, When there is a first chance in the next life, Zhong will never allow the noble sect to play with these heroic souls."

Master Zhong, dressed as a Confucian scholar, directly objected.

Otherwise, wouldn't his Confucian shirt be for nothing.

"Hmph, why, you Mulan people want to go back on your word? That's not what fellow Taoist Zhu said earlier when he asked me to wait here."

Coincidentally, the black and thin old man arrived just in time.

Taking a look at the two sides in the secret room with ugly faces, he knew that this side was probably making trouble, but fortunately, he settled that side first.

"Fang Daoist, don't worry."

A bunch of careless guys:

"Friend Daoist, do you think this is okay?"