Mortal's journey to immortality

Chapter 1397: Mighty Power

Three thousand miles east of Binzhou is the colorful grassland that has amazed countless people.

The grassland is like spring all year round, with clusters of flowers like colorful neon lights and endless beauty.

Although Binzhou lacks spiritual energy, it still attracts a few low-level cultivators who have no hope of becoming immortals to travel long distances over mountains and across rivers to explore it and feast their eyes.

How could a powerful person in the Spirit Transformation Stage like Wang Lu waste his precious time in such a barren land? Even if it had unparalleled beauty, he would never even take a look at it.

It has only been over a hundred years since the last genius emerged from Binzhou. According to the rule that a top figure emerges every four to five hundred years, there are still more than two hundred years before Binzhou will once again experience decades of extraordinary bustle.

Three thousand miles, Wang Lu was at full speed. In less than half a cup of tea, a grassland with hundreds of colorful flowers in full bloom and endless fragrance came into his eyes.

An endless sea of ​​flowers.

Since it was early in the morning, there was not a single person in his sight or within his consciousness, and many wild animals, big and small, were sleeping soundly. Only groups of industrious bees and butterflies were flying around, busy as a whirlwind.

From a distance, they look like a drifting colorful cloud, which is extremely beautiful.

Haha, no wonder no mortals come here. These bees and butterflies are not ordinary insects, but have undergone slight mutations.

If you are stung by them, with the medical skills of mortals, you will die.

Wang Luffy flew high into the sky and looked from afar, and suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart.

What a carefree man! His eyes, sky, ground and mountains are full of flowers. Where did Binfu from a wealthy family come from? It's so unreliable.

The colorful grassland is so vast that it is said to be as big as three Changhu Lakes. How can I find it? Where can I find it? Do you want me to look for it inch by inch?

No matter how fast I, Wang Lu, am, I will run my legs off.

Besides, what if this Bin Mansion is not on the ground but deep underground? Then I won’t have anything to do for the rest of my life, and it won’t even be enough to find you.

However, you still can't defeat me. I have my own tricks to deal with you.

Wang Lu smiled and snapped his fingers.

"call out."

Zi Jiu, who had left him seven days ago, was lazily awakened from his sleep by Wang Lu. He lay weakly on his left shoulder, his two sleepy little eyes emitting an innocent, aggrieved and sad look that made Wang Lu want to sleep until dawn.

It seemed as if the little butterfly had gained something in Changhu Lake. A hundred miles before he left Changhu Lake with a bit of shame, Zijiu suddenly stopped him angrily.

Wang Lu slapped his forehead heartlessly:

Look, look, I almost left your treasure behind.

After much persuasion and countless bold words to it that even he couldn't bear to listen to, he finally coaxed the little ancestor. He hurriedly put fifty spirit crystals into the spirit beast bag in one breath, and then picked out two purple ancient spirit materials with a painful heart to make a bed for it. The little guy finally gave him a look that said "you're so cruel" and fell asleep happily again.

Ha, in fact, even if Zijiu didn’t show up, he would have run back because of his slow realization.

If that's the case, I'll have to ignore him for months or even years.

"Alas," Wang Lu sighed heavily and said to himself, "Where on earth is this Binfu? The Binfen Grassland is so big, I don't know when I can find it."

After saying this, he pretended to look at the colorful sea of ​​flowers and sighed.

With a "chi" sound, Zi Jiu gave him a fierce look and made a soft sound.

Its voice seemed to have infinite magic. The bees and butterflies not far in front of it all flew away like crazy, all over the sky, making endless "buzzing" sounds.

Soon, from near to far, the colorful grassland began to boil.

Hundreds, thousands, and countless colorful clouds rose and fell like waves. The deafening "buzzing" sound permeated the grassland, and the heaven and earth shook.

Wang Lu's eyes lit up. At this moment, Zi Jiu was hanging on his shoulder, like an undefeated god of war on the battlefield, calmly commanding hundreds of millions of butterflies and bees to attack cities and capture strongholds for it.

The army is vast and powerful, and it can destroy everything in its path. Although the colorful grassland is vast, it cannot stop the uninvited arrival of bees and butterflies.

But, is it just bees and butterflies?

Wrong, dead wrong.

Rats, snakes, insects, ants, dragonflies, birds and beasts, the colorful grassland immediately became a mess. All the animals moved under Zi Jiu's majestic power, just to find the legendary Bin Mansion hidden in millions of miles.

It is hard to imagine that if he were to use his magic power or spiritual consciousness to control a population of bees, butterflies and various small animals as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges, even if they were all ordinary creatures, their magic power would be completely drained in an instant or his spiritual consciousness would wither away.

Zi Jiu did not have this hidden worry. As long as his aura was shaken, all the monsters whose bloodline was not as strong as his would bow down to him and sacrifice their brains for him, without any effort at all.

However, not all monsters have the mighty power to suppress and command thousands of troops.

The bloodline must be pure, high-quality and rare.

It is true that Zijiu's bloodline and level made Xiaoyaozi, a beast taming grandmaster, confused, but he firmly believed that since he could fight with his little green girl and was favored by the four saints of the Duckweed Prairie, Zijiu's bloodline and origin must not be low.

Time passed by quickly, and in less than half an incense stick of time, he got a response from Zi Jiu's mind.

Zi Jiu seemed to have done something insignificant. He happily touched Wang Lu's face with his tentacles and returned to the spirit beast bag. Wang Lu smiled and felt it for a moment. My little darling, he slept heartlessly without caring about the collapse of the sky and the earth.

Let’s go and see what’s so special about this legendary Bin Mansion.

"call."

Wang Lu displayed his skills and flew into the grassland.

A strong and powerful bee flapped its wings and sped away at high speed.

Although not fast, it is not slow either.

After flying for dozens of miles, a dragonfly took over, and Wang Lu followed slowly. After another thirty miles, a colorful butterfly fluttered. After forty miles, a mole took him through the air with a "whoosh whoosh". Then came snakes, birds, rabbits, pigs, cats, weasels, hyenas...

Just like that, with the sun rising and the moon setting, the stars moving, and after many twists and turns, three months later, led by 85,922 insects, birds and animals of various kinds, Wang Lu arrived at a canyon full of pale yellow wild chrysanthemums.

The floral scent is elegant yet rich, making the smell feel comfortable and refreshing.

A serpentine path went through the valley, and no one knew how deep or long the valley was. It was pitch black inside, and cold winds were blowing out from the valley.

Wang Lu took a closer look and saw two characters written in a square shape, the size of leaf blades, with each stroke powerful and vigorous at the entrance of the canyon, hidden by several large wild chrysanthemums. They were "Binfu".

"I bother!"

You are such a happy guy, this is what you proudly call the "rich family" on the Binzhou grassland!

Wang Lu was immediately furious, and in his mind he cursed Xiaoyaozi's ancestors for eighteen generations one by one.