Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

The other side of Fengyuan Continent.

A piece of barren land and high slopes.

In the center there is a huge ring-shaped city wall that stretches for thousands of miles.

Inside the city wall, the original frontier defense town that was guarded by three late-stage Fusion, hundreds of refinement stage, and hundreds of thousands of Infant Transformation Gods has now been expanded into a huge city.

The city is full of monks with seventy-two branches of flying spirits.

And these people from each branch have only one purpose here:

Diyuan!

In the abyss of the earth, there are a lot of rare and exotic fruits bred by the dark breath that the Flying Spirits say, that is, the yin qi of the true spirit Rahu diluted by the vitality of the heaven and earth!

True spirit yin energy often means withering and death. The black mist on the peninsula of Tianpeng lineage is a good illustration of this; Surviving growth and survival in the middle represents the vitality of life.

Although these spirits have little effect on the Mahayana period of the Flying Spirits and other ethnic groups, they are for the various branches of the Flying Spirits who believe in the true bird spirits and have the true blood of the bird spirits flowing in their bodies, and for the middle and low-level monks of each branch. However, these spiritual grasses and spiritual fruits are rare treasures.

Some of them are rare, and even effective for the elites of the Flying Spirit clan in the Void Refining Stage or even the Fusion Stage.

No, Jin Yue, the great elder of Tianpeng lineage:

Back then, with the help of wood bell flowers and Mingluo fruits exchanged from someone, he cultivated a lot of high-level combat power in the Void Refinement stage for the group.

I also found myself in the depths of the abyss, and became a high-end combat power in the later stage of fusion, and it is just around the corner to reach the peak of fusion; with luck, it is not impossible to hit the Mahayana period within three thousand years.

In addition, powerful offshoots such as Jiuyue, Qiyue, Chirong, Wuguang, and Horned Eagle were born in the late stage of fusion and even the peak of fusion.

Obviously, there are also discoveries in the depths of the abyss.

Moreover, in the land of the abyss, there are not only many spiritual fruits that are beneficial to the various branches of flying spirits, but also some special terrains.

These places have long been turned into strange places because they have been eroded by the Yin Qi leaked from the Styx space after the death of the ancient true spirit Rahu all the year round. For the people of the Feiling tribe who practice special skills, it is even more priceless.

Many strange terrains seem to have natural suppression on the monks of the seventy-two flying spirits, but this kind of suppression is a double-edged sword:

When facing the enemy, being suppressed is definitely a very bad thing;

However, when it comes to daily cultivation, this kind of suppression on the bloodline is definitely a good thing that can't be met! Suppression means stimulation, it means restraint and the transformation caused by restraint!

Once they instinctively overcome these suppressions, they will feel like a fish in water; it will even be of great benefit to the purification of the true blood of birds in their bodies!

The seventy-two branches of the Flying Spirit Clan did exactly that.

then.

Special practice places were established everywhere.

Many of the seventy-two branches of the god-transformation stage saints took the opportunity to break through the shackles of their cultivation bases and entered the void-refinement stage.

"It has been more than two hundred years since I left the land of the Styx and returned to this abyss again!"

Wang Li smiled and asked little Luohu who was sitting on his right shoulder.

Through the teleportation array established back then, they and their party easily avoided the outer city and entered the seventh layer of the abyss, and saw that the world of the abyss, which should have been full of lifeless atmosphere, was now being developed by various branches of Feiling into various forms suitable for their own family. Some people have an indescribable feeling in the special practice treasure land where people practice.

"Only two hundred years?

I thought it was thousands of years ago.

In that lower realm before, it must have felt like this for thousands of years. "

Little Luohu blinked and expressed his different feelings.

"I really envy your true spirits. Strong bloodlines, tyrannical physique, innate power of law and ability to comprehend the law, the great catastrophe that will only happen once in hundreds of thousands of years under the blessing of heaven. And if you live in your own family group Among the clan lands established, this time limit can even be extended.”

As he talked, Wang Li felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Whether it is a human race or a monster race, if the former reaches the Nascent Soul stage, there will be a minor catastrophe once every three hundred years; for the latter, after the eighth level of transformation, there will be a transformation thunder disaster first, and then there will be a minor catastrophe every three hundred years.

Unless you enter the stage of transforming gods within three hundred years.

Unless it takes another three hundred years to enter the refining period.

After that, three thousand years entered the integration period.

Three thousand years Mahayana.

Three thousand years of ascension.

It is not possible to be struck by lightning in a medium interface like the spirit world.

Of course, you can also take the secret elixir of the Changyuan Clan to extend the time of the Great Tribulation for thousands of years, or use special treasures like the Styx Space to extend it for hundreds of thousands of years.

But generally speaking, if you don't ascend for more than ten thousand years, you will be struck by lightning sooner or later.

"Xiao Wang, let's practice that so-called Rebellious Spirit True Yin Dafa, you can definitely do it. I'll give you as much true spirit blood as you want."

Little Luohu said seductively with bright eyes.

The centipede also has burning eyes:

"That's right, I can also give you real blood, it's enough."

If Xiao Wang can transform into a true spirit the day after tomorrow, the three of them can form a team to rob those big guys outside the interface.

Thinking of a picture of luring the enemy and two ambushes, Centipede became extremely excited.

He had heard from Grandpa and the others that the four cubs of the Heiyi beast family often did this in those days. Anyone who doesn't have a good eye to look for the bad luck of those four people usually has nothing to return.

There is also the Wuwu family, who like to move in groups the most.

Not to mention that those who are alone are easy to be killed, even if a group of three or two are targeted, they may also be robbed.

"Let's talk about this later."

Wang Li replied vaguely.

If he didn't have a vial, he wouldn't mind transforming into a true spirit white dragon like the seraphim in another timeline; but with a vial and better choices, it would be a bit of a waste of time to transform into a true spirit .

Turning his head to look at the huge deep pit with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of miles on the seventh floor, there is an extremely rich and pure spiritual energy in it.

It was the dozens of elders of the Flying Spirit Tribe who were in the fusion period and the expedition team formed by the elites led by these elders.

After death, part of the true essence and magic power leaked out and filled the deep pit.

Now, an unknown number of top-quality spiritual veins have been moved by the high-level Flying Spirit Clan, and then transformed into a holy land for practice that is suitable for all unions.

Ordinary people have a saying: One will succeed and ten thousand bones will dry up.

These words are also suitable for immortals.

For any high-ranking monk who climbed to the top, there are countless monks' bones piled up under his feet; the huge peak that bears him is made up of the corpses of fallen ones.

"Let's go, go to Master, I hope there will be good news from Master."

"By the way, Lao Qing's catastrophe is coming soon, right?"

"Well, Master didn't intend to use the Styx space to continue delaying his catastrophe, but was going to face it naturally. Calculated by time, it should be three or four hundred years later."

Wang Li knew about this.

Re-open the sealed space channel in the huge underground mine in the depths of the seventh layer of the abyss, enter the place where little Luohu hibernates, and then jump into the Styx space.

After a while, they arrived at the old man's back garden.

However, even though this passage only appeared for a moment, it was blocked by little Luohu; the two peak elders of the Flying Spirit Tribe sitting in the depths of the abyss still had a sense with the help of a space secret treasure!

"Huh? What's going on? The empty disk actually responded."

The two of them stay here, in addition to using the treasure land to practice, they also have the meaning of protecting this place, and they also have the task of monitoring the land of the Styx.

Huang Yuanzi, a Mahayana of the Changyuan clan who has a grudge with the old man, can detect the existence of the Styx space; how could the Mahayanas of the Feiling clan who are standing on the side not know?

As for why not explore in depth? That is the matter of those few.

but.

Although the detection secret treasure captured the space fluctuation for a moment, little Luohu processed the traces too quickly and too cleanly. Before the two elders at the peak of fusion could find the exact location, the induction was interrupted.

"Are you still looking for this?"

"How to find it?"

And what did they really find to make sure that it was someone else, not them, who was in trouble?

The three of Wang Li just arrived in the back garden.

A phantom emerged from the void, and then fluttered towards it:

"Meet the young master."

"Ying Slave, long time no see. No, no, it should be Fellow Daoist Shadow. Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for becoming the King of Combined Ghosts!"

Seeing an acquaintance, Wang Li saluted very politely.

This made Ying Nu a little flattered.

"Where is it, please take care of the young master in the future. By the way, the young master should continue to call the little shadow slave. The old slave dare not be called a fellow daoist."

He was originally just a little ghost born in the Styx space. Because of his extraordinary talent, he was favored by the old master back then, and he was adopted as a spiritual pet for enlightenment.

The first time I met the young master, the other party was just a small character who had just entered the stage of refining.

But he didn't expect that he would be appreciated by the old master and directly accepted as a direct disciple.

And it's the only one!

I thought it was just a lucky kid; but then, the cultivation speed of the young master and the adopted daughter of the young master almost made his jaw drop in shock.

No, I haven't seen you for more than two hundred years, and I finally got the cultivation of the old master, and advanced to the fusion stage; but the young master simply entered the middle stage of fusion!

And the young master's righteous daughter, Yuan Yao, also entered the fusion period not long ago!

What kind of freaks are these?

Originally, he thought he was powerful enough and good enough.

The ghost king of the fusion period who is less than 20,000 years old!

But compared with the young master and that little girl Yuan Yao, they are not at the same level at all.

"Take me to see Master."

"Young master, this way please, the old master is instructing Fairy Yuan to practice a certain technique."

Pointing to a certain mountain top tens of thousands of miles away that was submerged in golden thunder, Ying Nu was leading the way, while Wang Li and the second little shoulder showed surprise.

"What a powerful thunder!"

The golden one means that the old man is casting a spell.

Not long.

The thunder light from the top of the mountain receded, and the sky suddenly turned cloudy.

A gigantic peak of tens of thousands of feet was exposed.

"You didn't stay in the human race for a while before you came back?"

Seeing that the person who came was his apprentice, as well as little Luohu and...huh? Who is this little brat, why do you give him such a fluffy feeling?

"True spirit?"

Another true spirit!

I knock!

Why did he abduct a true spirit again?

Are the true spirits raised in your farm?

"How do you call a fellow Taoist?"

Qing Yuanzi, who was originally sitting, got up in a blink of an eye, came to his disciples, and looked at the two little ancestors on his shoulders.

"My name is Dabai."

Centipede looked at the little human old man in front of him with the same curiosity.

It feels like there is a little bit of danger, but the danger is not great.

However, there are also two brushes.

Even though he was almost at the middle stage of Mahayana, he could feel a little bit of crisis about himself.

"Let's go back to the cave and have a drink. This is not a place to talk."

The old man said politely.

Soon, everyone sat down in a large hall, and then those who ate melons ate melons, and those who ate tea sipped tea.

Only then did Yuan Yao recover from the shock.

My adoptive father is really amazing.

Looking at the figure in front of him, there are admiration, surprise, respect, and an indescribable complexity in his eyes.

She even thought about who took away her first kiss that night after her adoptive father rescued her from the young master of Qingyangmen in the chaotic sea of ​​stars in the human world.

Who could that person be?

The senior sister kept joking with her that it was a good thing that the senior sister did when she was not prepared, but her intuition told her that there should be someone else.

the other side.

The Earth Blood Demon King, Old Pine Tree, Flower Fairy and other Earth Abyss Demon Kings were also shocked.

Among them, the Earth Blood Demon King, because he received a piece of Golden Thunder Bamboo from Wang Li, the old man had to use his own evil spirit thunder to personally inscribe vein runes on his purple blood puppet; 10% of the purple blood puppet , and the earth blood demon king who was possessed by the puppet immediately got great benefits!

Now it is firmly in the late stage of integration!

And not the weak among them!

If you can find better materials to replace the defective puppet body, or refine the defective product to the best!

It is not impossible to enter the peak of the fit, and even become the Mahayana period of a puppet.

On the other hand, the old pine tree and the flower fairy lacked a clear path of practice, and only knew how to practice hard. Although their cultivation base had increased a bit, they were still a thousand miles away from the middle stage of fusion.

"Where's Zhu Hong?"

"Young master, the old man sent the dog on the road by himself."

"Huh? What's going on?"

Wang Li raised his eyebrows.

"That guy has two minds, once while I was out, he wanted to attack Yao'er and take her away."

The body of Tianyin is of great benefit to the Mahayana period, let alone the fusion period.

It was self-evident what the other party was thinking.

No wonder the old man is willing to help Earth Blood refine the body of a purple blood puppet.

"Where did he learn about Yao'er's specialness?"

This matter, but only a few people know.

"It's the servant girl's fault."

At this time, Yanli, who was standing quietly behind Yuanyao, confessed to Wangli with some panic.

"Be more careful in the future."

Wang Li waved his hand and didn't intend to investigate further.

The adopted daughter Yuan Yao didn't pursue the responsibility, so there's no need for him to be this villain.

Turning to look at the old man:

"Zhu Hong dared to do this, because he either broke the restriction that Master planted on him, or he has another backer who can help him suppress it. Master, that guy shouldn't be stupid enough to take refuge in the second family, right?"

"That's right, his formation skills are extremely high, and his bloodlines are quite special. He actually thought of a new way to resolve the old man's forbidden spirit technique by splitting his soul! He succeeded halfway! In fact, he really wants to show his formation skills In terms of the value of blood, the old man doesn't mind cultivating him; unfortunately, he chose the most dangerous path."

"An arrogant idiot who can't see his own limits."

Wang Li shook his head and didn't bother with this matter any more.

It's good that this hidden danger is gone.

"What's going on with the human race? I guess you won't come over until a hundred years later!"

The old man stroked his three-foot-long beard and asked.

"Oh, it's Senior Mo, he doesn't want his disciples to get involved in that quagmire!"

Wang Li responded with a sigh.

"That's a pity!"

Putting down the teacup, Qing Yuanzi also felt regretful.

The other party wants to cook a big pot of rice by himself.

But how can a big pot of rice be so easy to cook?

The more it cooks, the bigger the pot will be.

The human heart is so complicated.