Mortal's journey to immortality

Chapter 1396 Binzhou

It is really painful to realize it late. If the force had been restrained all at once but applied slowly, the island would not have suffered the devastating disaster of the flood.

Don't be too happy, you need to stay calm at all times.

Fortunately, the area where he was located was adjacent to the center of Changhu Lake, and not many people came. In just over an hour, although the strange phenomenon was shocking and the world was turned upside down, it did not attract the attention of others.

His principle has always been to touch upon the subject briefly and pass it over in passing.

The island's mountains were wiped out, and with them the rivers, lakes and streams expanded several times.

This island is rich in spiritual energy. After decades of infiltration, it will be full of vitality again. By then, it will be a completely different scene.

Wang Lu took a last look at the ground beneath his feet. No matter how big the changes were on the ground, they would always be so insignificant underground and would not have any impact on it.

I don't know what the situation was like when Liu Bulou, Chen Dian and the other six fought.

The delay was less than three days, but he returned with a full load. A smile flashed across Wang Lu's lips, and he tapped his foot lightly and disappeared in an instant.

He set off again and continued towards Binzhou.

As he walked, Wang Lu felt very regretful. If the blue color of the "blue water aura" in the underground formation of the lake island was several times richer, it would definitely enable his cultivation to break through the initial stage of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation and reach the early middle stage of the late stage.

In just half a day, his cultivation level miraculously advanced from the middle stage of the late stage to the late stage of the early stage.

Don't underestimate this small progress. If he were to work hard on it, it would take him a hundred years.

This shows that the level of the "blue aura" is definitely not as simple as water aura.

This gain alone saved him a hundred years. He was so lucky that there was no one else like him.

The second harvest is the contents recorded on the two jade slips.

Just as he thought and beyond his expectation, there were two jade slips. The yellow and red one recorded an ancient elixir called "Spring and Autumn Pill" which had important effects on the improvement of the late stage of Spirit Transformation to the great perfection of Spirit Transformation.

This pill requires only fifty ingredients, all of which are plant-based spiritual materials. The age requirement for the medicine is not high, at most ten thousand years.

The most friendly of them, forty-five of which are spiritual materials, are ubiquitous in the world of immortal cultivation; the other five main materials are a bit more troublesome, but they are not completely extinct.

As luck would have it, the five spiritual materials happened to be in his storage bag.

Hey, they wiped out the lair of the Four Holy Sons in Chaotian Palace.

But the number is far less than a hundred, and it takes Yinluanxuan to collect them one by one.

As soon as he saw Xiaoyaozi, he started eating.

The second black-green jade slip was not a recipe for elixir, but an ancient method of refining elixir.

For him, a layman, he thought about it over and over again, but in the end he didn't understand anything. However, once it fell into Zhang Cheng's hands, it would be a rare treasure that he would treasure.

After deciphering the two jade slips, Wang Lu's anxiety gradually eased.

In fact, there is a crucial link in the Prajna Cave that he deliberately ignored and was unwilling to think about.

Four hundred thousand spirit crystals.

Who would carry around such a huge amount of spirit stones for no reason? The key point is that even a large sect would need hundreds or even thousands of years to accumulate such a large number of spirit crystals.

The 300,000 pills he had obtained in the South China Sea came from a large spiritual vein buried deep under the sea. The spiritual vein was not seriously damaged because of the nourishment of the vast South China Sea.

The recovery of spiritual veins on land is extremely slow. Basically, one less spiritual vein is mined. Four hundred thousand is equivalent to four hundred thousand small and medium-sized spiritual veins. Their value is difficult to estimate.

The six of them must have collected so many items without telling their families or anyone else for at least several hundred years, otherwise they would have caused an uproar in the Liu and Chen families and the news would have spread widely.

How could they come here peacefully to explore the secrets of the Prajna Cave?

Even if the Chen family wanted to come up with 400,000 spirit crystals in a short period of time, it would not be so easy, let alone the Liu family, a family of immortal cultivators.

Thinking about the formation covering the Prajna Cave, Wang Lu suddenly had an epiphany.

Either the creation of the Prajna Cave is extraordinary, or they will suffer heavy casualties.

Do you want to turn back?

Wang Lu was extremely conflicted and wanted to go back and find out what was going on.

But, for some reason, his emotions gradually stabilized. He stopped thinking about other things and focused on getting on with his journey.

At the same time, in the Liu family, which is billions of miles away, the order board of the core members of the family is kept in the dimly lit hall.

Two of the nine command plates placed against the south wall suddenly cracked in the middle without any warning, and then "cracked" into two without stopping, and scattered on the wooden table.

"not good!"

A voice came quickly from far away, and the words were full of urgency.

As the voice fell, the man had already arrived in front of the wooden table. His eyes flashed with deep sorrow, as if he wanted to engrave the two broken command cards into his heart and never forget them.

He seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, even though he was already old.

"Husband, you must take care of yourself. It has come to this. No matter how sad you are, Liu Kuang and Liu Xu will never come back. They are both talented. Their cultivation is close to ours at a young age. The person who can kill them must be at least at the level of Heavenly Venerate. From the token, there is no sign or any feedback. It can be seen that the two have either fallen into a powerful secret realm or someone has disturbed the secrets of the world, so we have no way of knowing. I think the former is more likely."

Yes, the dead cannot be resurrected. Liu Badou smiled bitterly and sighed, "More than 600 years ago, when the five of them were still in the late Nascent Soul stage, Madam Mei once told me that the way of heaven is unpredictable. Don't think that my Liu family suddenly has five more top-notch masters in the Spiritualization stage, but we must remember the truth that change is unpredictable and fortune is interdependent. Many times, decline comes when the sun is at its peak. I will never forget her good advice. Yes, two years ago, as the four of them disappeared one after another, I had a bad premonition and was mentally prepared to face this moment today. But no matter how prepared I was, when the facts appeared before my eyes, I was still extremely sad and my heart was broken."

"I just hope that Bulou and Xiaoqian will be blessed by good fortune and return safely."

Cao Xuan gently patted Liu Chang's broader and slightly hunched back, and accompanied him quietly.

Just like these 3,137 years of silence, they have been together and dependent on each other, never leaving each other.

Wang Lu chases the light and lightning, as fast as thunder.

Soon, night falls.

Before we knew it, the sky turned pale as a fish belly. Soon after, the last ray of golden thread disappeared and night came again.

At noon on the third day, Wang Lu descended from the sky.

The morning sun rose, golden light filled the sky, and he walked from west to east, the light stretching his shadow very long.

What comes into view is a huge city. Four huge inscriptions on the top of the East Gate are hiding in the corner of the sun and flashing colorfully: Binzhou East Gate.

The city wall is thirty feet high, and most of the people entering and leaving the city gate are mortals. Binzhou is like a child abandoned by Zhongzhou, with a pale face, thin body, and mediocre spiritual energy. No wonder few immortal cultivators come here.

There were no monks or guards guarding the city gate, so Wang Lu leaped into the sky and flew through the city.