It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 142 After it turned out to be an old friend

Two months later.

Li Qinglin emerged from the miasma with a miserable look on his face.

"Unlucky! Why is there an extra area of ​​tribulation that is not marked on the map? I almost made a mistake and broke in!"

Li Qinglin cursed and stepped on the escape light, making a long circle to avoid the miasma.

For two months, he traveled northward to Dahuang Mountain.

Encountering many dangerous situations, monster realms, and even innately formed phantom and confusing formations along the way.

Even with his current strength, he dare not say that he is unimpeded.

Not to mention those tribulation areas that are hard to guard against.

He even met many people who came to seek immortality, many of whom were practitioners with mana fluctuations and began to practice Qi.

But most of them died on the way.

"This is Badong Road. According to Yang Jian, not far from here are the Three Mountains of Qingshitan."

Half a day later.

Li Qinglin sat cross-legged in the stone cave and restored his magic power.

At this point, Li Qinglin had completely eliminated his martial arts cultivation, leaving only the realm of immortality.

During the meditation, a sudden chaotic breath flew over Li Qinglin's head, accompanied by curses and roars.

Li Qinglin took a closer look and saw a red-faced man with red arms in mid-air, stepping on a green-robed cultivator and using him as a human flying sword.

He even had the reins tied in his hands, and with a sudden jerk, he was dangling in the air!
  "You ring-eyed thief! I regard you as a friend, but you actually cheated Meng Fan. You should be beaten!!"

As he said that, the red-faced man raised his fist as big as a casserole, and with one punch, the green-robed immortal cultivator at his feet had stars in his eyes and the corners of his eyes cracked.

The green-robed cultivator suddenly noticed Li Qinglin on the ground and immediately shouted for help,

"Fellow Taoist, save me!"

After saying that, he fell from the air.

Li Qinglin looked at the two people in front of him and remained silent. The magic power in his body was revealed, and he immediately turned into a light and ran away.

"Fellow Taoist, please leave! This person is a martial artist turned cultivator. He was born with steel and iron bones. He is the material of a superior warrior slave!
  Many seniors spent a lot of money to acquire it, so why not cooperate with me and give us a 50-50 split on the proceeds from the sale? "

The green-robed cultivator shouted loudly when he saw Li Qinglin running away without saying a word.

When the red-faced man heard this, he was furious.

"The life of a cultivator is life, but the life of a martial artist is not life! Die!"

After that, the red-faced man hammered down with both fists, with the force of cracking mountains and rocks, the green-robed cultivator's head cracked with a sound, white and red flowed all over the floor, and he suddenly fell into a peaceful sleep.

In the distance, Li Qinglin paused for a moment and stopped.

Selling martial arts masters?

Li Qinglin was stunned for a moment.

Again, warriors are used as pawns, evolving to seek a path to disaster.

They also sell martial arts masters to become powerful men and slaves.

I'm shaking with cold, when will we, the warriors, be able to stand up? !
  "I've met this brother, my name is Fan Shang, from Nanyang County."

The red-faced man wiped off the blood on his hands and cupped his hands towards Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin looked confused,
  "Han Fei, I'm from Luoyang County. I wonder if Brother Fan just was..."

Hearing this, Fan Shang snorted angrily and said,
  "This person claims to be a Chengwen Taoist and is an insider of Qingshitan Immortal House. He said he has a way to introduce us to the Immortal Mountain, but he wants to kidnap us and sell us. I exposed it!"

As he said this, maybe he saw that Li Qinglin didn't intervene just now and was not a villain.

Fan Shang blew his whistle into the forest behind him and shouted a few secret signals.

After a while, ten figures appeared in a sparse manner.

Basically, they are all martial arts masters, and those with the highest level of cultivation are in the realm of perfecting the five internal organs.

They were all dressed in rags and looked weathered.

At this moment, when everyone saw Taoist priest Li Qinglin dressed up, their eyes trembled and they looked in awe.

Li Qinglin's eyes swept across the crowd, and suddenly paused for a moment on a white, very handsome figure.

"Old Bai?"

Li Qinglin was a little surprised.

This person was Li Qinglin's former colleague in the Criminal Division, but I heard that while Li Qinglin was in jail, he took the initiative to apply for transfer to Feng County and went to other counties.

Unexpectedly, he was actually kidnapped and trafficked by the green-robed cultivator?

Of course, Lao Bai didn't recognize Li Qinglin. At this moment, he was on the verge of tears and wanted to fight for the ground with his head.

He never liked trouble and just wanted to fish until he retired.

After discovering that Li Qinglin seemed to be a troublesome person, he prepared to change places to continue fishing.

Unexpectedly, while disguised and traveling to Nanyang County in a low-key manner, he was abducted by a green-robed Taoist.

Not to mention taking advantage of the situation, he almost became a catfish on the chopping board!
  "Brother Han, let's say goodbye! I will send these friends back to the city first, and then return to Badong Road to seek immortality."

Fan Shang didn't want to stay any longer, clasped his fists and turned to leave.

Looking at the direction where Fan Shang and others were leaving, Li Qinglin's eyes flickered and he suddenly said,
  "Brother Fan, don't go that way. There is a poisonous locust forest over there. It's best to take a detour."

When Fan Shang heard this, his face was shocked and he said gratefully,
  "Thank you, Brother Han, for showing me the way. See you later!"

"See you later."

……

Three days later.

In an ordinary valley shrouded in heavy fog, Li Qinglin used his magic power to focus on his eyes.

Then we saw the valley transforming and twisting, and the thick fog dissipated, revealing the scene behind the valley.

The mountains are continuous, with peaks reaching into the sky everywhere, as straight as arrows.

There are countless thousand-foot waterfalls pouring down from the green mountains shrouded in fairy mist, like countless jade dragons.

The sky is blue, boundless, and as clear as a fairyland.

Beneath it, there are large tracts of rice fields, golden and hanging down. When a gust of wind blows, the pearl-like rice on the ears is ready to come out.

There is also Jiangze Pond, which is like jade with amber, and there are all kinds of colorful treasure fish swimming in the water.

Further away, there are volcanoes emitting scorching smoke, and the evil fire rises into the sky, reflecting half of the sky red.

Li Qinglin looked at this scene and was lost for a long time. His mind was completely impressed by the fairy family cave.

A heartfelt shock arose spontaneously.

But Li Qinglin had greater doubts in his heart.

The Earth Mother walks, and the appearance and disappearance of tribulation realms are often unpredictable.

In the wilderness, invasions from the Tribulated Domain often occur. That……

Why do the cities such as Xianjia Cave Mansion and Xiangfeng County seem not to be affected by the Tribulation Territory?

There is no calamity domain within its own radiation range.

Is there some kind of great magical power that can stabilize the territory of the earth and prevent the occurrence of calamity areas...

Li Qinglin thought silently.

"Comers, stop there. There is a killing formation in front of you. If you want to seek immortality, you can wait for the unified assessment in two months."

came the voice.

Then he saw nearly a hundred figures sitting or standing in the valley, most of them young.

And at the front, there is a man in green shirt with a fair face, graceful and elegant, exuding a high level of mana fluctuations.

"Shoushan puppet? Fifth level of Qi training." Li Qinglin understood the identity of the man in front of him.

That's right, this person is not a real person, but a simulated puppet, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. He is remotely controlled by immortal cultivators to avoid the danger of causing disaster.

The art of puppetry is very popular in the world of immortality today, and it has even been innovated and multiplied to an extremely mature level.

Killing puppets engraved with offensive spells are even equipped with turrets, charm plate loading slots, and flying sword silos.

There are defensive puppets, auxiliary puppets, and even human dolls, including the Royal Girl Variety, the Black Veiled Magic Girl, the Holy Concubine in Palace Clothes, the Taoist Nun Master, the Pure and Young Junior Sister...

There are various styles, and there are even those with ice and fire dual formations engraved between the legs, rubbings between the peaks and ridges as large as one, and other magical powers...

Yang Jian also warned Li Qinglin with a stern expression that he must be careful of puppet forces such as Huichuntang and Namco in the future. The puppets they sell often leave behind secret hands and are castrated versions.

If you want to unlock all the functions, you have to spend additional spiritual stones to activate them. It can only be purchased on a monthly basis and cannot be owned permanently.

It seems that Yang Jian has been fooled before.

now,

Seeing Li Qinglin wearing a black crane cloak, the people seeking immortality present had different expressions.

"Here comes another one. According to this trend, in two months, at least 300 people will take part in the assessment! But in the end, only the top ten will be selected. The competition is too fierce."

"This man is dressed strangely and has no idea where he came from. He is really pretending to be a ghost!"

"I heard that the test for becoming an immortal has three levels: character, aptitude, and understanding. It is enough to defeat 99% of people. One more is not more, and one less is not more. What are you worried about?"

There was discussion.

Li Qinglin's expression remained unchanged as he took a few steps forward and walked up to the man in green shirt guarding the valley.

Taking out his identity token, Li Qinglin held out his hands and said,

"Senior, I am Han Fei, a disciple of Taoist Yang Jian at Bajingkou, Qingxuling. My master, he practiced in the Nituo River and died accidentally."

After saying that, Li Qinglin activated his magic power, revealing a vibrant and endless aura.

The man in green shirt looked at the identity token in Li Qinglin's hand. He seemed to be used to it and sighed slightly.

"Infinite Immortal Lord, another fellow Taoist has been martyred. Please wait a moment, I will have someone verify it."

A palm-sized paper crane flew out of his sleeve.

The paper crane flapped its wings and flew around Li Qinglin with light movements, memorizing the fluctuations of his mana.

Then, carrying the identity token on his back, he disappeared behind the valley.

Li Qinglin nodded in agreement and stood aside.

When the immortal seekers present saw this, their eyes widened and they couldn't help but look up and down at Li Qinglin.

Many people even sighed.
  "Another second-generation Immortal is here. We, the Sanren, have no backing and no strength, how can we compete with them!"

"Damn it, there are ten places, isn't one missing out of thin air?"

The man in green shirt heard the complaints one after another and said calmly,
  "Those like Han Fei who have already learned from the school and come here with identity tokens will not occupy the quota."

As soon as this statement came out, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Even looking at Li Qinglin is much more pleasing to the eye.

What's more, he took the initiative to say hello to Li Qinglin and start a conversation.

Li Qinglin had a cold expression and exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away. Many people left in frustration.

An hour later.

The man in green shirt who was sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, looked at Li Qinglin and said,

"Your identity has been verified. We will send a message to an old friend of your master, Zhuang Yanjing.

However, he has been practicing in seclusion recently and cannot come to pick you up in person. You can wait two months and enter the mountain together after the assessment. "

"Yes."

Li Qinglin bowed his head and returned, found a remote place in the field, and sat cross-legged.

time flies.

The mountain assessment begins.

First, the spiritual roots are tested, then the white jade platform tests the core, and finally, the transformation stone forest tests the understanding.

Some people cry and some people rejoice.

Some people were unwilling to do so and knelt before the man in Qingshan to beg for mercy, but he mercilessly threw him down the mountain.

Li Qinglin, who was escorted, always watched with cold eyes, sitting cross-legged on one side and witnessing this scene of all living beings.

Finally, the mountain assessment ended.

Including Li Qinglin, a total of thirteen people have the qualifications to enter the mountain to practice.

The other two who do not need to be assessed are a man and a woman.

Ji Yu, with a middle-grade spiritual root, was said to be the posthumous son of a certain foundation-building cultivator in the mortal world. He was taken seriously by the man in green shirt as soon as he arrived.

He is sixteen or seventeen years old, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and rich brocade clothes. He is very handsome. The fluctuation of mana he exudes has reached the second level of Qi training, and he is the one with the deepest cultivation among those present for the assessment.

Shang Xuan, a low-grade spiritual root, was recommended by a perfect Qi practitioner from Qingxuling who played in the world of mortals.

It is worth mentioning that Fan Shang, the man Li Qinglin met by chance who turned to martial arts and cultivated immortality, also passed the immortality test.

Low-grade spiritual roots, but excellent character, achieved an excellent rating.

"Let's go."

When the man in green shirt saw everyone gathered, his magic power turned into a palm.

A flying shuttle, which was good at catching the wind, was the size of a small boat. It led everyone to break through the formation, flew into the sky, and headed towards the interior of Qingshitan Immortal Square.

Li Qinglin turned around and saw that in the valley, the figures of those seeking immortality who failed the examination were getting smaller and smaller, until they were as invisible as ants.

"A valley separates immortals from mortals. If I were myself three years ago, I would be just one of those people."

Li Qinglin's thoughts were wandering, and then he turned around and looked at Qingshitan Xianfang with bright eyes.

Immortal cultivation world, here I come!
  (End of this chapter)