Seeking the Way of Immortality

Wu Zheng went deep into the mountain alone, and all he saw was an endless expanse of magma. If it weren't for Wu Zheng's profound cultivation, any foundation-building cultivator would have been reduced to ashes.

Sitting cross-legged on the edge of the magma, Wu Zheng began to practice. The fire attribute cyclone in his body rotated rapidly. It was already in a state of great perfection before he came. Wu Zheng wanted to condense the fire attribute cyclone here thoroughly. Only in this way could he have a glimmer of confidence.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Wu Zheng also condensed the fire attribute cyclone. The fire attribute martial arts in his mind was "Fire Dragon Blazing the Prairie", a group attack martial arts. It is said that when practiced to the extreme, it can even condense the illusory fire dragon into a physical attack, which is so powerful that it can move mountains and seas.

At this time, Wu Zheng was in the depths of the volcano and could not feel the heat at all. He spread his spiritual power all over his body. Wu Zheng jumped up and appeared in the magma. The spiritual power shield in front of his body blocked all the magma.

Wu Zheng's consciousness was searching for the whereabouts of the 'Purple Sun True Flame'. Suddenly, a wave appeared in his consciousness. Wu Zheng knew that was the location of the 'Purple Sun True Flame'. However, Wu Zheng's consciousness was severely suppressed in the magma, less than one-tenth of the usual.

Wu Zheng moved forward cautiously, slowly walking in the direction of the sub-consciousness. Along the way, Wu Zheng kept encountering some strange fish, and they were in groups. If you say it is low-level, it can survive in this place where Jindan cultivators dare not stay for a long time. If you say it is high-level, it can't withstand Wu Zheng's attack.

In the magma, Wu Zheng's only attack power is the 'Fire Dragon Spreading Across the Prairie' that he just got. From the initial awkwardness to the gradual smoothness, Wu Zheng used the magma outside the spiritual shield to attack the strange fish.

The temperature in the magma gradually increased. Wu Zheng, who was deep in the magma, could clearly feel the temperature of the outside world. His spiritual consciousness could only leave his body within a radius of one meter. Wu Zheng could not even tell the direction of the "Purple Sun True Flame". However, Wu Zheng relied on his own sensitivity to the surrounding temperature to move forward in the direction of high temperature.

After a short half day, Wu Zheng's spiritual consciousness completely lost its function and could not leave his body at all. His clothes were gone, and Wu Zheng was just wandering naked in the magma.

After another short half day, Wu Zheng wandered back and forth like a headless fly, unable to find the direction at all. In addition, there were constant harassment from strange fish, and Wu Zheng's spiritual power was consumed very quickly. Fortunately, Wu Zheng was in the magma, and his body could absorb the fire element to recover.

After another short half day, Wu Zheng was not in a bad mood. He forced himself to be calm, but he still could not suppress the irritability in his heart. Wu Zheng wandered aimlessly, slipping away quietly day after day.

One day, Wu Zheng couldn't remember how many days had passed. The white bead in the storage ring that even Luan Xiaotian couldn't understand suddenly came out of the storage ring by itself, hit Wu Zheng's forehead, and disappeared.

Wu Zheng also woke up because of this.

"No! I know! That's it!" Wu Zheng muttered to himself, with three exclamation marks in a row.

Suddenly Wu Zheng walked back and forth in the same place, checking the irritation in his heart: "Well, it seems that the 'Purple Sun True Flame' is in the south. I didn't expect it to affect the state of mind of the cultivator. It's really incredible."

Wu Zheng walked along the south, immersed in the excitement of finding the right direction. He never thought that the existence that could affect the state of mind of the cultivator, could he, a small foundation-building cultivator, resist it?

This time Wu Zheng found the right direction, and it only took an incense stick of time to find the nest of the 'Purple Sun True Flame'. There were fire-attributed spirit stones and various spirit materials everywhere.

Wu Zheng was not fascinated by these things, because he had not seen the ‘Purple Sun True Flame’ yet. With his spiritual power running all over his body, Wu Zheng was on guard. At this moment, a flame entered Wu Zheng’s mind at lightning speed, trying to control Wu Zheng’s body.

Wu Zheng’s naked body mechanically crossed his legs, and there was no sound from the whole person.

Unfortunately, the ‘Ice Pill’ that Wu Zheng spent countless time refining was not used. It was really fate!

Dingzhou, Huayang Empire, Lingtian Kingdom, Qingyang Gate.

Liu Qian and Yin Mengyao, who were practicing, suddenly spit out blood. The two women were already in the early stage of the Golden Core. They sat in the secret room like a demon, motionless.

After a while, the two women came back to their senses and looked at each other, their eyes full of bitterness. At that moment, it seemed as if Wu Zheng was going to leave forever. Even when Wu Zheng left in Lingtian Secret Realm, they did not have this feeling, but this time it was so clear that the two women could not help but take it seriously.

"No, I want to go find him." Yin Mengyao stood up with all her strength, tears in her eyes could not help but flow out.

Liu Qian grabbed Yin Mengyao's hand: "Where are you going to find him? This world is so big, and we don't know where he is?"

The two women hugged each other and cried miserably. If a Jindan-stage cultivator was seen crying like this, people would laugh at them.

Liu Qian was older after all, and patted Yin Mengyao on the back: "Besides, he may not be gone! After all, he survived such a dangerous Lingtian Secret Realm, he must be fine, we will wait for him here."

As she spoke, tears fell again!

Yin Mengyao wiped her tears: "Yes, if he doesn't come, I will never marry."

"Yeah, me too."

"Let those old guys in the sect go to hell!" Yin Mengyao gritted her teeth. Ever since the two girls broke through the foundation-building stage and reached the golden elixir stage, they have been harassed by the elders of the sect.

"Yes, if you want to go to us, ask the swords in our hands first." The two women laughed, and the melancholy just now was swept away. It seemed that they thought of something, and a blush flashed on the beautiful faces of the two women.

If other cultivators saw this, they would definitely be shocked. The two ice fairies of Lingtian Kingdom were actually thinking about love.

The two women did not say anything to anyone. Even Shuiyue Zhenren rarely saw the two women in such a state. In the cultivation world of Lingtian Kingdom, the two women were famous ice fairies.

Not to mention that the two women were not ordinary cultivators. In less than ten years, they practiced from the peak of Qi training to the early stage of Jindan. Their talents were obvious, not to mention that any one of them was the best of the same level. The combination of two swords could even fight across levels. They were beautiful women, but unfortunately they had thorns.

Of course, there are people who want to break the two women's ideology, but since the two women broke through the foundation-building period, they rarely go out. Some people want to break through one by one, but they never thought that the two women's caves are together, and they are inseparable at ordinary times.

Even if some old monsters in the sect designed to separate the two women, they were sternly rejected by the two women, and they even did not hesitate to self-destruct their golden elixir, so some people in the sect gave up!

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On the magma, Xiaohua and a group of spirit beasts were anxious to jump into the magma. At the moment when Wu Zheng was dead, a group of spirit beasts felt a panic.

Xiaohua and Lao Ba, who had transformed into a human form, were bounced back as soon as they touched the magma. Xiaohua stopped a group of spirit beasts who were about to jump down.

Lao Ba has broken through the third level and has transformed into a human form. He is a little boy of seven or eight years old. After all, in their world, he was just born not long ago.

"Sister Xiaohua, let me try again!" Lao Ba begged.

"It's useless. Big brother is fine, otherwise we wouldn't exist!" Xiaohua analyzed, his eyes slightly dull.

At this time, the third brother stepped out of the crowd and said in a voice transmission: "Don't worry, brothers, sister Xiaohua is right, the boss must be trapped below, but I believe the boss will come out."

"Third brother, big brother always says you are a think tank, what do you think we should do?" The eldest brother said in a voice transmission.

The third brother thought for a while: "We will enter the Fengyun Mountains and strive to break through the third level as quickly as possible and transform into a human form, and then we will go down to find the boss, what do you think?"

"Well, what the third brother said makes sense, we will seal the cave entrance, the eighth brother has broken through the third level, and will wait for the boss here, I will lead you to the Fengyun Mountains, and break through the cultivation first." Xiaohua pondered.

Now that Wu Zheng is gone, Xiaohua is their backbone, and they still listen to Xiaohua's words. The eighth brother stayed at the edge of the magma to practice, and Xiaohua sealed the cave and took a group of spirit beasts to the Fengyun Mountains.

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Wu Zheng felt dizzy as if his head was not his own. The white bead in front of him emitted a soft light, protecting Wu Zheng in the light shield. Opposite Wu Zheng was the ‘Purple Yang True Flame’.

Wu Zheng looked at the Hun Tian Ding beside him, and then he realized that it was in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was this unknown bead that saved his life. The ‘Purple Yang True Flame’ had already developed spiritual intelligence, and he wanted to devour his soul and occupy his body.

The light emanating from the bead was very soft, and even the Hun Tian Ding in the corner was bathed in it. The body of the cauldron trembled. Wu Zheng knew that this was the phenomenon of the Hun Tian Ding soul reviving.

The soft light absorbed the flames on the ‘Purple Yang True Flame’ little by little, part of which was absorbed by the bead itself, and part of it was fed back to Wu Zheng. Wu Zheng knew that this was the bead helping him refine the ‘Purple Yang True Flame’.

It was just that this process was very slow, and Wu Zheng didn’t know how long he would stay here, but he could only wait.