Seeking the Way of Immortality

After leaving the city, Wu Zheng increased his body skills to extreme speed and ran towards the Fengyun Mountains. He finally stopped at a place more than a hundred miles away from Luancheng. It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but that he couldn't run!

"Why don't you run away!" The man looked at Wu Zheng with a joking expression.

"I wonder what senior wants to do with me?" Wu Zheng pretended to be calm, the spiritual power in his body was running at a high speed, and he was ready to attack at any time. The only drawback of the 'Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation Art' was that there were too few early attack methods.

"Humph, you little beast, weren't you very good when you competed with me for the 'Wind Spirit Formation'? Why are you not so good now!" the man sneered.

At first glance, Wu Zheng probably couldn't do anything better. At that moment, he took out the spiritual weapon sword and attacked the man first. After all, the man was a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment. He took out an intermediate spiritual weapon spear with his backhand.

The spear dance was so airtight that Wu Zheng didn't dare to get close for a while and wandered around. Wu Zheng's body skills didn't have any advantage at this moment. It seemed that the difference between Qi training and foundation building was not the slightest.

He couldn't run or fight. Wu Zheng was angry for a while. Wu Zheng had an idea and avoided the spear attack. He attacked the man in an instant and took a punch from him.

Wu Zheng grabbed the man tightly and refused to let go. The man's spear suddenly lost its advantage and had to give up.

What Wu Zheng wanted was this effect. He endured the pain on his body and fought hand-to-hand with the man at close range. Even though the man did not practice body-training techniques, he had been tempering his body with spiritual energy for a long time, which was no worse than Wu Zheng's.

Wu Zheng relied on his tenacity to collide with the man head-on. The man was angry for a while. When had he, a dignified late-stage foundation-building monk, ever been so humiliated? He could only fight back after being beaten by a minor Qi practitioner. At that moment, his anger surged, and he raised his fists to fight Wu Zheng.

What Wu Zheng wanted was this opportunity. Xiaolong was secretly released by Wu Zheng. When Xiaolong saw Wu Zheng's embarrassment, his eyes instantly became bloodshot, and the two beasts fought together.

With the help of Xiaolong, Wu Zheng gradually gained the upper hand. When the man saw that the situation was not good, he was ready to run away. Just kidding, would Wu Zheng let him run away at this time?

He winked at the little dragon. Both the man and the beast were fighting with all their might. The man was already dying in just one cup of tea. After all, without the advantage of the spear and the addition of a little dragon, it was surprising that he could win.

"Hmph, little beast, if you can force me to this extent, you can run rampant among the foundation-building monks! Remember, my name is Shang Nanyang." The man took out a pill and threw it into his mouth. The aura instantly increased, all injuries were recovered, and the whole person's aura soared to the perfection of the foundation building stage.

"The second-level pinnacle elixir 'Bao Yuan Dan'." Wu Zheng exclaimed. As the name suggests, once the 'Bao Yuan Dan' is taken, the spiritual power of the whole body will skyrocket within one stick of incense. After one stick of incense, the cultivation level will decline. Within three days, Don't use your cultivation, otherwise you will explode and die. Wu Zheng had heard of this kind of elixir before, but he didn't expect that it would be used to attack him for the first time when he saw it.

"You little beast, don't you know a lot about this? It's better to accept your fate!" Shang Nanyang roared violently, and he immediately attacked Wu Zheng. With his current level of cultivation, there was really no suspense against Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng held the spiritual sword in his hand to stop Shang Nanyang's attack. Shang Nanyang punched the spiritual sword, and the sword whined and fell to the ground.

When Wu Zheng saw that the long sword was useless, his body movement reached its peak, and the nine cyclones in his body were turning crazily. Wu Zheng put his consciousness into the storage bag to find something that could fend off the enemy. A dozen talismans and seals were reflected in Wu Zheng's eyes. With his spiritual consciousness, Wu Zheng became excited.

At this moment, Shang Nanyang's attack arrived. Seeing that Wu Zheng was about to die, a figure as big as a puppy appeared in front of Wu Zheng. Xiaolong stepped forward at the most critical moment and blocked it with his body. Shang Nanyang's attack.

"No!" Wu Zheng roared, his eyes were red. You must know that Xiaolong is only at the peak of the first level, so this punch can still kill him.

Xiaolong was punched away by Shang Nanyang and passed out.

"I - want - you - die." Wu Zheng roared word by word.

Hundreds of low-level talismans were thrown out by Wu Zheng. The hourglass talisman, the fireball talisman, the fire dragon talisman, and the quicksand talisman all appeared next to Shang Nanyang. Even though he had a high level of cultivation, this was the first time he had seen such a battle. When I arrived, I was in a hurry for a while.

Wu Zheng took this opportunity and threw himself at Shang Nanyang with both fists, punching him one after another. At this time, Wu Zheng could no longer feel the pain and only knew the endless attacks. As for how many punches he had received on his body, he I already don’t remember it.

After drinking tea, Shang Nanyang under him had lost his voice. Wu Zheng gradually regained his consciousness and quickly ran to Xiaolong. Seeing that Xiaolong was still breathing, but weakly, Wu Zheng fed Xiaolong a few pills to nourish him. Jing Dan', put it into the animal storage bag.

He turned around and burned Shang Nanyang's body, and collected his storage bag, the spear and the spiritual sword that fell on the ground. Seeing that it was getting late, he found a place to cross his knees to heal his wounds, because this place was close to the Fengyun Mountains. Therefore, there are many caves.

The injury Wu Zheng suffered this time was the heaviest he had suffered since his debut. There was no intact part of his body, and there was blood everywhere, including Shang Nanyang's and his own. Fortunately, he refined his body. I have achieved some success, otherwise I am afraid that I will really die this time!

The spiritual power in his body was completely consumed, and not a drop was left. His green shirt turned into a beggar's uniform. Wu Zheng took out several 'Refining Pills' and several high-grade spiritual stones. The pills were held in Wu Zheng's mouth. , placed the spirit stone beside him, Wu Zheng took out the little dragon and placed it beside him, then closed his eyes to practice.

At this time, the nine small cyclones in the body were so faint that they could not be seen. It was not until Wu Zheng practiced a big cycle that the cyclones slowly appeared, like mist, and no longer the viscosity that could turn into water before.

Enduring the inhuman pain, Wu Zheng practiced the method over and over again, and the spirit stones around him were changed again and again. The eggshell-like thick fog appeared on Xiaolong's body again, which was obviously the rhythm of evolution.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed quietly. Nine days had passed since the time agreed by Wu Zheng and Liu Yuan, and Wu Zheng had not woken up at this time.

The little dragon beside him had just woken up. Judging from its breath, it was already a second-level monster. Its body was also much thicker, and it was not inferior to the ordinary wind wolf. The color of its whole body was no longer snow white, but yellow-blue, which looked very much like the color of the 'blue magic lion'.

It is estimated that when the color of its body turns blue, it will be no less inferior to the third-level 'blue magic lion'. Of course, this will be a long process.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed, and Wu Zheng still showed no signs of coming out of retreat. Xiaolong couldn't stand the loneliness and ran to the cave where Wu Zheng practiced to look for monsters. He went out at dawn every day and came back at dark, but every time he came back, he was covered in blood.

Wu Zheng occasionally woke up and put the spirit stone beside him. He had already known about Xiaolong's behavior, but he didn't stop it. After all, it belonged to the forest. It was just that every time Xiaolong came back, Wu Zheng would always put some pills beside him, which he gave to Xiaolong to eat.

Of course, Xiaolong was not without gains. Every day, he would bring back a lot of monster fur materials. He knew that these things could be exchanged for good things, so he brought them back every day.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed quietly. Wu Zheng's spirit stones and pills were all consumed, and the beast core was also eaten up by Xiaolong. At this time, Xiaolong's aura was no less than that of the peak second-level monster.

Today, Wu Zheng's spiritual power fluctuated very obviously. The nine cyclones in his body regained their previous viscosity, and were even thicker than before. The spiritual power surged rapidly. Wu Zheng roared, and his cultivation had reached the ninth level of Qi training.

Wu Zheng had no intention of going out. He took out the 'Wind Spirit Formation' and studied it carefully. He realized that it was a combination formation, a formation that combined defense and early warning. It mainly used the wind attribute spiritual power between heaven and earth to know in advance the small movements within a radius of one mile.

Only a few medium-grade spiritual stones were needed to activate the formation. Unless attacked, there would be no spiritual power consumption at all. It was really a rare good formation. Wu Zheng almost died because of it.

Taking out a few medium-grade spiritual stones and activating the formation, Wu Zheng checked Shang Nanyang's storage bag and took out the secret map. He saw the words 'Purple Sun True Flame' written on the mountain. Wu Zheng put the secret map into the storage ring without a closer look.

It can be seen that Shang Nanyang is an alchemist, otherwise he would not have given up everything he has in exchange for the map of the strange fire. Besides, his family background is very deep, with a lot of spirit stones, herbs, pills, and beast cores, which just fill the vacancy that Wu Zheng needs at this time.