Longevity begins with loose cultivation

afterwards.

It's a new day.

Lu Zhong got up and put on his clothes, and he didn't bother to apply any cleaning techniques. With a shock of mana, the dirt on his body surface was immediately bounced off, and then he was precisely caught by him, gathered into a group and sent to the garden flower bed.

Shui Ni, who combs her hair facing the mirror, is undoubtedly a fairy-like beauty.

But he didn't have many thoughts in his mind.

The process of double cultivation is really like cultivation.

Only aiming at improving one's cultivation.

Where is the enthusiasm for men and women when I was young?

Shui Ni combed her hair in a bun, put a flower tin between her eyebrows, noticed Lu Zhong's gaze, couldn't help smiling, and asked softly: "By the way, how is the situation in Nanman recently?"

"It's still the same." Lu Zhong walked behind Shui Ni, helped her comb her hair and said, "Although the Daomen and Xuanyangzong have been rescued, all of them are depleted of essence and blood. Serious injury. It is expected that Yun Yan and the others will not be able to turn the tide in a short time, so the current situation in Nanman is still relatively peaceful."

The reason why it is said is that after the coming of the Wan Wu Temple, the trap set by Wu Xiu killed too many high-ranking monks, so that the forces in various parts of the Nanman were out of balance.

In addition, Yuanying Zhenjun, who is like the magic needle of Dinghai, cannot show up to control the situation due to various reasons.

So around the interests and resources, various clans and families started to scramble openly and secretly.

For some time to come, the situation in Nanban is not expected to change dramatically, and will remain in this overall stable state with partial turmoil.

"I really envy your supernatural powers!" Shui Ni said.

After Lu Zhong taught this method, she also tried to cultivate and understand, but her progress has been extremely slow, as if she has no talent for cultivation.

For this, Lu Zhong didn't know the reason.

At this moment, his complexion changed slightly, and he stopped moving: "The avatar suddenly lost contact, it seems that something happened, you can continue to cultivate! Chengde Chamber of Commerce, I have explained in advance, The fleet returning to Nanban will set off in three days."

Lu Zhong pushed the door out and walked out of the shop quickly.

He stopped a beast cart casually and asked the driver to drive to Guimiao District.

At present, he is located in the Nanman District, and the surrounding area is full of commercial stores of the major chambers of commerce in Nanman.The Guimiao District is in the center of Changchun Immortal City, and the incarnation went here this morning to obtain customs clearance documents, and the purpose was to prepare for the next trip to Middle Earth.

All was well.

However, just now, the avatar suddenly lost contact.

"What happened?" Lu Zhong's face turned cold.

At the same time, I thought, I really have a disaster star physique, I wanted to meditate for a while, and refine the golden qi nourishing true pill.But I never thought, and now there is another trouble.

But no matter what, since the trouble came to him, he could only solve it.

I just hope it will be peaceful for a few hundred years.

Soon came to Guimiao District.

Compared with Nanman District, although the popularity here is not strong, the buildings on the street are not low at all. Most of the shops sell high-end goods from the Middle Earth, and among them are the goods produced by Guimiao Xianzong. Spiritual objects such as pills, talismans, and magic weapons are the most respected.

Lu Zhong glanced at it and found that the guests inside were all at the alchemy stage.

Soon, he got out of the car on the side of the street.

Looking up at this moment, I can see a magnificent building, which is located in the center of Guimiao District. There is a plaque with introverted spiritual light hanging on the door, with the five characters "Guimiao Nanman Pavilion" written in silver paper.

All Nanman monks who want to go to the Middle Earth must first obtain the customs clearance documents when they arrive in the East China Sea by boat, and then they can set off for the next stop by sea boat.

According to Lu Zhong's understanding, this process is often very simple, and there is no obstacle at all.

"It's weird, why did the avatar suddenly lose contact?"

Lu Zhong looked back at the scene, and he was also puzzled by this.

The strength of Donghai's incarnation is the one with the highest cultivation base and strongest strength among all his seizing incarnations. Not only was he the first to break through to the foundation-building stage, he was also the first to cultivate to the foundation-building Dzogchen.

If nothing else, he should be the earliest incarnation to successfully form a pill.

But now... it's gone without a sound.

"Forget it, let's have a look before we talk."

Lu Zhong stopped thinking about it and focused on retracing the scene.

……

at the same time.

The secret room in the Guimiao Nanman Pavilion.

Lu Zhong's missing incarnation is lying on a jade bed at the moment.

Standing beside him were two male and female monks, a young man with an ordinary appearance, and a plain-clothed woman with a cold face.

The latter is currently pinching spells and casting spells, constantly driving into the surface of Huahua's body one after another forbidden.

Next to it, there are many jade beds lined up impressively.

On every jade bed, there is also a figure lying on it.

All of them were breathless.

Moreover, without exception, there was a big hole in the abdomen, and the golden core inside disappeared.

Seeing the woman's serious expression, the young man couldn't help being surprised.

"Senior Sister Zhao, it's just a mere alchemy, why are you so serious?"

"Ablation?" The woman in plain clothes gave the young man a cold look when she heard the words, "Why don't you see for yourself whether this is an ordinary alchemy cultivator, or the incarnation of some Nascent Soul monster!"

"What, incarnation?" Hearing this, the young man immediately let out his consciousness.

After a careful inspection, a trace of uneasiness appeared on his originally calm expression.

"It's really an incarnation! The purity of this kind of incarnation is quite close to that of a pure spirit. I've never seen it before. It doesn't come from the Taoist sect in the west, nor is it the handwriting of the fairy palace..."

At this time, the woman in plain clothes exterminated her incarnation soul, and then sighed and said:

"It seems that we are in trouble. The things explained by the superiors may be exposed because of this. If I am not wrong, this should be the supernatural power of incarnation outside the body!
As for the body of this avatar, it is very likely that the avatar has lost contact at this moment. As for whether it knows our plan, it is hard to say. "

The reason why she is not sure is because she doesn't know about this supernatural power.

The incarnation outside the body has had a rich and colorful stroke in the long history of the world of cultivating immortals.It used to be the God of Ten Thousand Transformations, the first non-Middle Earth Transformation God to rely on for its rise.

But this was more than [-] years ago.

After Wanhua Shenjun fell, this supernatural power disappeared without a trace.

There have been many rumors about this in the world of cultivating immortals.

The young man thought of one of them, thoughtfully in his eyes, and analyzed: "Nanman, there are rumors in the classics that after Wanhua Shenjun died, her descendants fled to Nanman. And precisely, we captured This avatar has the identity of being from the Southern Barbarians."

"How come I don't know that he is from the Southern Barbarians?"

The woman in plain clothes couldn't help sighing again when she said this, and looked at the avatar body slowly dissipating on the jade bed, and said worriedly: "Since the Nanman is so big, I don't know who is the owner of the supernatural power. It will take a while to kill even if the shot is locked.

Once the spirit seance plan is leaked, the sect will inevitably suffer huge criticism, and you and I will inevitably be reprimanded. "

Xuan Wang shook his head at this moment, and said to the plain-clothed woman whose cultivation level was a little higher than his own, and who was already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul: "Senior sister, there is a suspicious candidate on my side. A while ago, there was a Xingyang from Nanman's side." The old devil killed two Nascent Souls of the same level in a row, I think..."

He wanted to continue to say that the monk who obtained the supernatural power of incarnation outside his body was most likely this person.

But at this moment, Zhao Lin's complexion suddenly changed, and she shouted:
"No, the avatar is activated!"

……

"Boom" with a loud noise.

The Guimiao Nanman Villa was bombed to the sky.

Lu Zhong mixed in the crowd, looking at the rising mushroom cloud in the distance, recalling the conversation between the two monks of Gui Miao Xiangong, he thought that this world of cultivating immortals is really dark enough.

In the past, there was the Youxuan Daomen who wiped out the Western Territory, and later there was the Guimiao Immortal Sect who dug out the monk's golden pill.

None of them are good birds!
"Judging from the words of that Xuan Yuan Ying just now, it's obvious that he doubted me. I thought I would be able to survive for a while..." Thinking of this, Lu Zhong felt helpless from the bottom of his heart.

Even in the Nascent Soul stage, troubles still follow.

Could it be that he really needs to cultivate to the stage of transformation to be able to practice peacefully?
As if thinking of something, he froze and left the crowd.

Turn around and come to the uninhabited alley.

The next moment, stars appeared on the body surface.

"Such intense starlight, I'm afraid Taizun Huashen didn't do it himself!" Lu Zhong thought to himself that it was a fluke, but fortunately he foresaw it early, otherwise it would be another troublesome thing to have a vision on the street.

the other side.

After receiving the reply from Zhongtu, both Zhao Ling and Xuanwu looked very excited.

"What, uncle, she failed to deduce that person's location!"

The "uncle master" in the mouth of monk Yuanying naturally refers to the contemporary transformation god of Guimiao Xianzong.

That is "Fairy Luoying".

Tangtang Huashen deduced it himself, but he was unable to find out the identity of that person.

The two couldn't help but looked at each other.

……

Go back to the store.

Lu Zhong confirmed one thing.

Since Fairy Luo Ying, a Supreme Master of Huashen, has personally made a move to deduce the sky, it undoubtedly shows that Gui Miao Xianzong already regards him as a thorn in the side.

"If you are targeted, just follow it."

He De He Neng, he is just a little Nascent Soul.

Unexpectedly, he was targeted by two Huashen at once.

The important thing is that he can still live happily until now.

"What is the legend of the East China Sea, but they are all dead, and I am the real living legend!" Lu Zhong thought bitterly.

Then start thinking about countermeasures.

For now, if he wants to kill Xuanwu with his strength, and even fight against Guimiao Xianzong, this move is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

He continued to think deeply, and suddenly a terrible conjecture emerged in his heart.

"Since the God of Transformation in the Middle Earth always uses the secrets of the sky to find the target they are targeting, then the reason why the cultivators of the God of Transformation have not been seen for a long time outside of the Middle Earth may be because..."

No wonder Lu Zhong guessed so.

After all, compared to Middle Earth, the birth rate of Huashen in other places is indeed lower.

According to the records in the classics, only three monks who were not from the Zhongtu sect have appeared in the millions of years since the immortal preached.

On average, there is only one person in [-] years.

In contrast, the inheritance of the four sects of Central Earth has never been cut off.

"I'm afraid it wasn't just that I was trained as a great monk, and I was given by the God of the Middle Earth..."

Lu Zhong was shocked by his own conjecture. Combined with the extinction of the Western Territory by the Youxuan Daomen and the current actions of the Guimiao Immortal Sect, it is really possible that the Zhongtu Immortal Sect will do this to snuff out competitors in the bud in order to protect resources. behavior in it.

"However, these are all my personal conjectures, without much factual support. There have been so many amazing, talented and gorgeous people in the world of cultivating immortals for millions of years, it is impossible not to notice this, maybe I really think too much...

Having said that, I should still be vigilant and collect more information in the future, maybe I can find some clues.At the same time, I also want to avoid being known to the outside world to prevent the worst from happening. "

Thinking of this, Lu Zhong determined his future plan.

……

On the eve of Lantern Festival.

Lu Zhong quietly returned to Nanman.

The flowers are no longer there, and in the nameless valley full of green shade, looking at the lonely small grave in front of him, Lu Zhong doesn't have much sadness in his heart, only the remembrance of the old man.

Sometimes Lu Zhong couldn't help being suspicious.

Has the agreement with Li Hejun become a special anchor?

Let yourself be able to maintain a human side throughout the long years.Instead of feeling gradually indifferent like most Nascent Soul True Monarchs.It becomes an aura creature that will only experience emotional fluctuations when its own interests are damaged, and is dedicated to pursuing longevity.

With a soft sigh, he stroked the weeds on the grave.

Then light three pillars of fragrance.

Then turned away.

Tomorrow is a big day, not only the annual Lantern Festival, but also the moment when Bihai Sect officially announces that it will replace Changchun Valley as one of the Nanman Seven Sects.

At a time like this, if his ancestor doesn't show up, it really can't be justified.

So he turned into rainbow light and flew to Bihai Fairy City.

……

After the war, Bihai Xiancheng was still in ruins.

In many places in the city, a large number of bomb craters can be seen.

Either distributed in the streets, or densely arranged on the city walls, appearing together with a large number of bomb craters are often those very suspicious dark red traces next to them.

It is inevitable to make people wonder whether it was once the blood in the body of a certain monk.

The creators of these craters are floating quietly above the fairy city at this moment.It is a flying boat with huge banners of Bihaizong hanging down from both sides, as majestic as a giant mountain.

"Blue Sea Ship!"

This name hangs over many people's minds like a shadow.

And at this moment, Lu Zhong appeared on the mountain boat.

Looking at the Bihaizong monks who had been baptized by the flames of war, headed by Su Caocao and He Luo, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.Once upon a time, the Bihai Sect was the same as the Pheasant Sect. The highest cultivation in the sect was only Qi refining, and there was not even a single foundation cultivator.

But now, there are not only hundreds of foundation builders.

The monk Lian Dan in the sect also trained three.

If things go on like this, it is not impossible for the Bihaizong to reproduce the glory of the Changchun Valley and the grand occasion of a dual soul infant with its unskilled resources.

"It seems that the suspended animation plan has to be put on the agenda."

Looking at the respectful crowd below, Lu Zhong felt that it was necessary to make adequate preparations.

After all, if that terrifying conjecture is true, with the current rapid development momentum of Bihaizong, when he breaks through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Guimiao Xianzong will definitely make some moves.

At that time, there might be an extra "Palace of Eternal Life" on Bihaizong's head, just like the everlasting spring valley.