A seal of immortality

Chapter 933
Zhuge Feng is more than 800 years old this year, and he is still in the early stage of Nascent Soul. He obviously feels that he is not far from the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but he just can't take that step.

For this reason, he asked the disciples of Huang Shengmen to look for elixir for him everywhere, hoping to use the power of the medicine to attack the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Before Zhuge Feng was conceived, he was a well-known cultivator in the Yellow Sacred Sect. Apart from cultivating, few things could impress him, and he usually practiced in seclusion at his residence.

Because of this perseverance, he was favored by a monk in the alchemy stage and accepted as a disciple.

Under Master's meticulous training, Zhuge Feng's cultivation has improved very quickly. What he cultivates is the kind of kung fu that has a faster cultivation speed and relatively poor life-saving supernatural powers.

At the age of 130, Zhuge Feng successfully advanced to the alchemy stage and became one of the few high-ranking monks in Huangshengmen.

After entering the alchemy stage, Zhuge Feng practiced more diligently. He condensed the Nascent Soul when he was four hundred years old, and his master had already sat down.

Zhuge Feng doesn't like women, doesn't greedy for power, and devotes himself to cultivating. He knows that his supernatural powers are not as good as those of the same level of monks. Therefore, he sent several good-looking female disciples of Huang Shengmen to Sanxiu Wu Yazi as concubines. The friendship with Wu Yazi is pretty good.

Zhuge Feng left the sect twice after his baby was born, and never left again. He has been practicing in closed-door training in the secret room of the Yellow Sacred Hall, and no one else will disturb his cultivation.

On this day, Zhuge Feng was probably bored and walked out of the secret room.

As soon as he walked out of the secret room, Lin Chen walked towards him.

"Disciple Lin Chen pays respects to Master Zhuge, Master Zhuge, good news, great news, a senior intends to sell us a 3000-year-old elixir." Lin Chen bowed and said excitedly.

"Oh, where is the elixir?" Zhuge Feng's eyes lit up, and he asked impatiently.

"The senior wants an equal exchange, but the disciple can't get what he wants, so I can only stabilize him first, and rush back to report to Master Zhuge."

Zhuge Feng nodded, and asked in a deep voice: "Where is that fellow Taoist now? Go and invite him."

"It's in a small courtyard in Qingyun Valley. This disciple originally wanted to invite this senior to come to the door, but the senior said that he was alone and did not dare to come to the door. He hoped to trade at his residence. Uncle Zhuge, do you think?"

"Since that's the case, then I'll take a trip! You lead the way! If you can get this 3000-year-old elixir, I won't treat you badly." Zhuge Feng said generously.

Lin Chen's face brightened, and he hurriedly thanked him.

After leaving the Yellow Sacred Palace, Zhuge's wind-sleeved robe shook, and a palm-sized yellow shuttle flew out of it, rising to Zhang Xu's length against the wind, and hovering in front of him.

After the two jumped on the yellow shuttle, Zhuge Feng made a tactic with one hand, and the yellow shuttle suddenly shone with yellow light. With a sound of "嗖", the yellow shuttle appeared several tens of feet away. Not long after, the yellow shuttle Then disappeared into the sky.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhuge Feng and Lin Chen appeared outside a small courtyard.

Lin Chen took out a sound transmission talisman, said a few words in a low voice, and threw it into the yard.

Not long after, the courtyard door opened, and a handsome man in gold came out.

The fluctuation of the mana on the man in the golden clothes was weaker than that of Zhuge Feng, and he was also a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuge, it's fine for you to come in alone, let your disciples stay outside!" the man in golden clothes said lightly.

Zhuge Feng nodded, gave Lin Chen an order, and walked in with the man in gold.

There was an attic more than ten feet high in the yard. Zhuge Feng released his consciousness and scanned the whole yard, but he didn't find No. 2 cultivator. He walked into the attic with the man in gold at ease.

Just as Zhuge Feng stepped into the attic, a silver light suddenly lit up at the door, and Wang Changsheng emerged without warning, holding a red mirror in his hand.

With a flash of red light, a red glow shot out from the red mirror, covering Zhuge Feng.

Zhuge Feng couldn't move for a moment, his eyeballs could not stop rolling, and his eyes were full of horror.

He only felt a chill in his chest, and a little blood-colored sword pierced through his body, and the blood all over his body seemed to be guided by some kind of direction, rushing towards the little blood-colored sword.

In less than a moment, Zhuge Feng's blood was sucked dry by the bloody little sword, turning him into a mummy.

With a flash of yellow light, a miniature Nascent Soul that looked exactly like Zhuge Feng flew out of the mummy.

The mini Yuanying was holding a palm-sized yellow seal in his hand, his face was full of horror.

The moment the mini Nascent Soul was separated from the body, countless slender blood threads flew out from the blood-colored sword, and quickly weaved into a large blood-colored net, covering the Mini Nascent Soul at once.

With a scream, the miniature Nascent Soul uttered a scream of pain as soon as it touched the blood-colored net. It poured into the blood-colored net and disappeared. The blood-colored net turned into countless blood threads and flew back into the blood-colored sword. Seals were scattered on the ground.

Wang Changsheng nodded in satisfaction, he waved his palm at the little bloody sword, and the little bloody sword flew back to his sleeve and disappeared.

He opened his mouth, and the man in gold turned into a golden light and flew back into his mouth and disappeared. He spewed out a cloud of black air, wrapping Zhuge Feng's body.

Not long after, the black air dissipated, and Zhuge Feng's shriveled body returned to normal, and he stood up slowly, his gaze a little dull.

Wang Changsheng put away the yellow seal on the ground, took out a body bag, put Zhuge Feng in the body bag, and walked out quickly.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng followed Lin Chen back to the Yellow Sacred Sect and lived in the Yellow Sacred Hall.

Half an hour later, Lin Chen, in the name of Zhuge Feng, summoned all the alchemy stage monks of the Yellow Sacred Sect to the Yellow Sacred Hall for a meeting.

At the meeting, Zhuge Feng showed up. In front of everyone, he announced that he would go into seclusion to attack the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. From now on, Lin Chen would handle all the affairs of the sect, and Qingyun Valley would be governed by another alchemy elder.

Although some people questioned that Zhuge Feng's voice had changed, Zhuge Feng found a random reason to evade it, because Zhuge Feng often practiced in closed doors, and the others didn't think much about it, and promised to assist Lin Chen in dealing with the sect's affairs.

The first order Lin Chen gave was to send several monks in the alchemy stage to go to various Dafang cities to purchase rare refining materials. The explanation given by Zhuge Feng was that he needed to set up a formation to assist him in attacking the middle stage of the Nascent Soul .

Regarding this, the monks in the alchemy period of the Yellow Sacred Gate didn't think much about it, and each left the Yellow Sacred Gate with dozens of disciples.

Not long after, Lin Chen ordered to increase the monthly salary of the low-level disciples. Although only ten more spirit stones were issued each month, Lin Chen also gained the approval of most low-level disciples. Regarding Lin Chen's order, they Execution is more thorough.

All the disciples of Huang Shengmen probably didn't expect that Zhuge Feng had died a long time ago, and Lin Chen was also controlled by others.

Including Lin Chen, there were two alchemy cultivators and several foundation establishment cultivators, who were controlled by Wang Changsheng and Mu Wanwan with witchcraft.

Wang Changsheng intends to cultivate in the Yellow Sacred Gate for more than 20 years, and use the power of the Yellow Sacred Gate to collect materials. Of course, if someone finds an abnormality, he will leave the Yellow Sacred Gate in advance and find another place to practice quietly.

However, judging from the current situation, no one has noticed the abnormality for the time being. After all, Mu Wanwan's pretended Zhuge Feng looks very similar to the real Zhuge Feng. No one would have thought that Zhuge Feng would die in less than a day. The temple was also controlled by people.

(End of this chapter)