Pursuing Longevity With an Immortal Mansion

Chapter 228: The Talisman of Instant Thousand Miles (two chapters in one)

In the dazzling golden light, the runes drawn on the talisman swam and instantly transformed into a golden halberd.

This is why only Golden Core Stage monks can use the magic weapon Diamond Halberd!

After being refined into a talisman, although its power is not as powerful as it was in its original heyday, it still retains about 20 to 30% of its power, making it difficult for ordinary foundation-building monks to resist!

Although this diamond halberd is only two feet in size, its power is more powerful than any magical weapon Liu Yu has ever seen. Even the purple broad sword that Zhou Zhuofeng wields with all his strength is far inferior.

This is only a very small part of the power of the magic weapon, and the strength of the golden elixir monk can be glimpsed from this!

A quick turn.

The diamond halberd carried an astonishing power, and the blade of the halberd was aimed at Xie Junjie from top to bottom, slashing hard.

A half-moon shape, like sword energy, half a foot of golden energy was slashed out and shot towards it quickly.

"talisman!"

His breathing stagnated, and an unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped Xie Junjie's heart, making his body tremble involuntarily.

But he recovered quickly and had already done everything he had to do. It was too late to regret now.

Seeing that Junior Brother Liu is also a ruthless person, can he be let go just by begging for mercy?

A fierce look flashed in Xie Junjie's eyes, and he controlled the ancient halberd to wave, trying to block the crescent-shaped energy.

"boom"

The two collided, and the ancient halberd was directly knocked back more than ten feet, falling not far in front of him, half submerged into the ground, and the outer part was trembling.

Is the power of the Golden elixir monk so easy? If the talisman was so easy to block, would it still have such a high price?

Liu Yu looked at it and nodded secretly in his heart. The power of Fu Bao did not disappoint him.

Sure enough, you get what you pay for in spirit stones, so it’s only natural that they are expensive.

This thought passed away in a flash. Liu Yu gained the upper hand and was not merciful. With a move of his hands, he fired more than a dozen spells.

The diamond halberd talisman was waved continuously, and two golden crescent moons were waved out, one horizontally and one vertically in a cross shape.

Xie Junjie's face turned pale and he was dripping with cold sweat.

He didn't have time to think too much, and he fired three second-level middle-grade talismans in succession, repelling the approaching Li Xuanjian.

Then he controlled the ancient halberd to rise from the ground, sprayed three mouthfuls of blood on it in an instant, and slashed towards the golden crescent moon!

Although the loss of essence and blood will affect the foundation, at this time, under the crisis of life and death, he can't care so much.

Xie Junjie prayed secretly in his heart at this time, only hoping that there was not much power left in this talisman and it would be used up soon.

The impregnated blood of the ancient halberd inspired the aura to flourish, and its power increased again. The green dragon on the halberd became more and more obvious, as if it was about to jump out of it.

Then he aimed at the cross-shaped energy that was shooting out, and turned the halberd blade and swung it fiercely.

"The pearl of a grain of rice also emits brilliance?"

Liu Yu smiled coldly.

"boom!!"

The result was no surprise. Although Xie Junjie's full power was greatly stimulated regardless of damage, the gap between it and Fu Bao was still too big.

This time, the ancient halberd was directly knocked back dozens of feet, and the blade of the halberd was punched with two deep gaps. At the same time, the aura dimmed by more than half, and it was obviously too damaged to survive the battle.

"tick"

Looking at his high-grade spiritual weapon with dim aura, Xie Junjie turned his head stiffly, and a drop of cold sweat fell to the ground.

"Junior brother Liu Liu, spare your life!"

"Senior brother was confused for a moment and was blinded by lard, and that's why he came up with this dirty idea."

"As long as Junior Brother lets me live, from now on everyone within the sect will be willing to follow Junior Brother's lead and go up mountains of swords and seas of fire all at my command!"

"If you still don't feel at ease, I can let go of the soul and let my junior brother plant a ban on the soul!"

"I just ask my junior brother to show mercy!"

With his strongest means broken, Xie Junjie tried his best to resist the approaching Li Xuan Sword and begged for mercy in a panic.

Fu Bao's two attacks not only damaged the ancient halberd, a high-grade spiritual weapon, but also shattered his spirit.

Could it be that he has worked so hard to reach the middle stage of foundation building and has to die here in obscurity before he can enjoy it?

No!

Xie Junjie's eyes were full of fear of death, and he begged Liu Yu for mercy incoherently, and was even willing to betray his family's interests.

Where is the magnanimity of just now?

Liu Yu had no idea of ​​showing mercy to his enemies, even those from the same sect.

He didn't blink, didn't hesitate or speak.

Xie Junjie's answer was another cross-shaped golden energy emitted by the Diamond Halberd Talisman, which directly destroyed the transparent flying needle, and then continued to turn its head into blood mist.

"Puch"

Just like a watermelon bursting, the red liquid spreads all around, adding a different scenery and another color to the surroundings of the creek.

Then Liu Yu without any hesitation spit out the Qingyang Demonic Fire from his mouth and threw it on the body that had lost its head but had not yet fallen to the ground.

Taking advantage of the fact that it had just died and the vitality and soul energy had not dissipated too much, it quickly absorbed the fuel and turned it into black ashes before it fell to the ground.

A breeze blew by, and the black ash drifted into the sky, leaving only a top-grade storage bag in place.

At the end of the battle, Liu Yufajue followed his thoughts, and the diamond halberd talisman quickly shrank, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into a talisman painted with a small golden halberd, and was then held in his hand.

He felt it carefully and realized that the fighting time was not long. The remaining power of this talisman should still be used about three times, and then he put it in the storage bag.

Liu Yu controlled Li Xuan Sword to fly back with Xie Junjie's storage bag, then put away his magic weapon, and finally walked towards the place where the ancient spurge fell.

With a slight exertion on his hand, he pulled it out and looked at it carefully.

The ancient halberd is roughly bronze in color, with a sharp silver-white blade. It is about half a foot long when no magic power is injected into it. It is heavier than most magical weapons, weighing about two hundred kilograms.

But this weight is nothing to Liu Yu.

After being cleansed with spiritual energy after building the foundation, he could easily pick up something weighing 800 kilograms with one hand even before he started refining his body.

"Let's go back to Moon Moon City and see if we can repair it."

Looking at the two one-inch gaps on the halberd blade, Liu Yu flashed this idea, and then put it into his storage bag.

Making spiritual weapons is far more difficult than magical weapons. Middle and low-grade spiritual weapons are like useless weapons. Their power may not be as powerful as that of top-grade magical weapons, but the cost is about twice as high, so they are extremely rare.

The power of high-grade spiritual weapons exceeds that of top-grade magic weapons, but the price is too expensive, often about three times that of top-grade magic weapons.

Even among the late-stage foundation-building monks, only three or four out of ten people have it.

Liu Yu now has many top-grade magical weapons in his hands, but there is only one high-grade spiritual weapon, Li Xuan Sword.

The power of this ancient halberd is slightly better than that of Li Xuanjian, and it is quite rare for him to be able to improve his own strength.

Holding the storage bags of the old man in black and Xie Junjie in his hands, Liu Yu scanned the surroundings carefully to confirm that there was nothing that could threaten him.

Then he closed his eyes and touched the green light spot of Niwan Palace.

The soul entered the immortal mansion instantly, and at the same time, the two storage bags in his hands disappeared.

After half a snap of his fingers, he opened his eyes again.

He quickly took out his shield and wind boat and soared into the sky, flying towards the south at an escape speed of six hundred miles per hour.

One finger snap is seven point two seconds, and half a finger snap is a little over three seconds.

With the improvement of his cultivation, Liu Yu entered the Immortal Mansion faster and faster, and now it only takes half a finger to enter and exit.

As long as you are not in danger, it is very convenient to store items in the Immortal Mansion.

But he still tried his best to avoid entering the Immortal Mansion without protection. If the two top-grade storage bags weren't too conspicuous this time, he wouldn't have done it.

Two consecutive battles made Liu Yu a little tired, but she still kept her spirits up and focused on three tasks.

While swallowing the elixir to restore his mana, he controlled the Fengzhou and was alert to the Hehuanmen monks who might appear around him at any time.

Fortunately, the rest of the journey was relatively safe and we did not encounter any of the foundation-building monks from the Hehuan Gate.

There are a few monks in the Qi Refining Stage, but their main targets are monks in the same realm. When they see Senior Foundation Establishment and it's too late to run away, how can they dare to stop him and question him?

If he was really a monk from the Yuanyang Sect, wouldn't he be willing to die on his own initiative?

So when the light emitting the spiritual pressure of the foundation building stage passed by, their first reaction was to stay away.

Liu Yu just wanted to leave the control area of ​​Hehuan Gate as soon as possible, so he didn't take action.

These Qi Refining Stage monks don't know yet, but they have already walked through the gate of hell without knowing it.

The fuel gained from killing the monks in the Qi Refining Stage was too little, so if they provoked the other party's foundation-building monks, the gain would outweigh the losses.

After all, in the enemy-controlled area, you still have to be restrained, and Liu Yu doesn't want to cause trouble.

Of course, he wouldn't mind harvesting a little fuel if it was in the right place.

The time to practice Qingyang Demonic Fire is still too short. Although there is a double increase in fuel and self-containment, its power is still limited.

At present, the dark blue flame is less than one-fifth. According to the description of the technique, it is still a little short of completing the fifth demon fire refining.

It is enough to deal with monks at the early stage of foundation building, but it is a bit reluctant to deal with monks at the early stage and above.

But the potential is very impressive, and sooner or later it will become one of his trump cards.

On the escape boat, Liu Yu looked at the green flames and opened his mouth to collect them in his dantian.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye, and a vast forest with floating white mist came into view.

Looking from west to east, there is a forest of trees stretching endlessly, and wild beasts can be seen everywhere.

Most of the Kermir region is plain, so it is called a plain, but it is not without other terrains. The Cold Mist Forest is the largest forest in this area.

Seeing the foggy forest basically means safety.

Because in the competition for resources in the past two hundred years, Yuanyang Sect has gained some upper hand, and the Cold Mist Forest has basically been under the control of the sect.

Thinking of this, Liu Yu felt relieved and smiled. After some thought, she decided to put on the Soul-Chasing Blade and fly.

Then his consciousness glanced down as a habit, and he suddenly saw a familiar figure. A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and the light flashed downwards.

After the task of destroying the amethyst mine was completed, Zhou Zhuofeng received news that the monks from the Hehuan Sect were coming to help, so he ordered the disciples in the Qi Refining Stage to leave first.

Yan Kai knew that although there were more people, there was more power, but the target was also bigger. It would be easy to be surrounded by the Hehuanmen monks, and most of them would be killed or injured, and only a few lucky people would be able to escape.

He rolled his eyes and relied on his trump card, so he quietly left the large group and took the less traveled roads along the way, trying to sneak into the cold mist forest.

But this time luck didn't seem to be on Yan Kai's side. Even though he was careful, he still met three disciples from the Hehuan Sect.

He tried his best to kill it with many narrow escapes, but he was also seriously injured and his mana was also consumed.

But who would have thought that those three people were all poor men and only had one high-grade magic weapon. The total value of all the trophies was just over a thousand spirit stones, which was nothing compared to the consumption of their trump cards.

At that time, Yan Kai was seriously injured and only had 10% or 20% of his magic power. He knew that trying to get out of Hehuanmen's territory through ordinary methods was just a luxury.

All of them had no choice but to use their biggest trump card and teleport directly to a pre-marked place not far from the Cold Mist Forest. After finding a place to stabilize their injuries and recover their mana, they set off to prepare to cross the Cold Mist Forest.

Seeing Uncle Master descending from the sky in front of him, wearing a black robe, with a deep breath and a calm expression, Yan Kai's body froze, but he couldn't laugh at all.

How could a young monk in the Qi Refining Stage be faster than a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage over a distance of more than a thousand miles?

This place is covered with trees and there is no trace of people. The sect will not know if he died here!

Cold sweat broke out quickly on Yan Kai's back, and one thought after another flashed through his mind. After a few breaths, he managed to squeeze out a smile, bent down and cupped his hands and said:

"Disciple Yan Kai, I have met Master Liu."

There was no sadness or joy on Liu Yu's face, and she looked at this familiar and somewhat clever disciple with interest.

But he didn't make any immediate expression, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"It's great to see Master Liu here."

"This disciple must have benefited from my uncle's favor to save his life."

Seeing that Master Liu didn't speak, Yan Kai trembled.

I felt that the atmosphere at the scene was almost solidified, and it became difficult to breathe, so I cautiously opened my mouth and flattered him.

"Oh, is it so?"

Liu Yu smiled softly, with a playful expression.

"Yes, yes, yes, this disciple must have been able to escape danger thanks to Master Liu's great blessing!"

Seeing Master Liu finally speak, his face opened like a chicken pecking at rice, and he nodded hurriedly, but still kept his bent posture, obviously aware of his situation.

"Okay, no need to be polite."

"Tell me how you got here before Liu."

Liu Yu raised her arm slightly to signal him to stand up, and said in a deep voice with a glint in his eyes.

Then he released a small amount of spiritual pressure and pressed towards it.

Yan Kai heard the words and took advantage of the situation.

This level of spiritual pressure does not put a heavy pressure on the physical body, but it is undoubtedly a signal indicating Uncle Liu's attitude.

Yan Kai is just a disciple with ordinary qualifications and has no family to rely on.

He has been able to cultivate to the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining. He has seen and done many dirty things over the years, so he naturally understands the cruelty and darkness of the world of immortality.

He knew that if he didn't tell the truth, he might not see the red sun tomorrow.

I just hope that Uncle Liu is not the kind of ruthless person who will kill people and silence them, right?

Yan Kai sighed and whispered:

"The disciple was able to get here so quickly, all because of this talisman!"

After speaking, he touched the storage bag and took out a talisman with a yellowish background and mysterious runes, and respectfully placed it in his palms.

Liu Yu slightly circulated his magic power and sucked it into his right hand.

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