Chapter 12: Damn it, the city lord has gone to seek the immortal Just to clarify, Murder and arson gold belt, a trick! It is impossible to get rich by fighting against robbery and looting. If one has assets, who would want to be a casual cultivator? That's what the men in black are like, extremely poor. The magic sword is a low-grade magic weapon. Defensive weapon, no. The only thing is that there are a lot of storage bags. Five-bag elder level. Li Xunhuan found it hard to understand what kind of strange organization the Black Evil Sect was, with only people like this?
The Beggars' Sect in the world of immortal cultivation? So what is his identity? There is a storage bag on each of them. There are three brothers and now there is another one? Five-bag elder? As his mind raced, Li Xunhuan thought of one thing: Does the storage bag have any trading value? The next second, a bullet appeared in his hand. [First-class low-quality rare item, compressed cave, always available in the wild, this is the size of a two-entry quadrangle] The cave has two built-in formations: warning and concealment. It cannot be said that this storage bag has no value, it can only be said that its value is not high. The three brothers, the black-clothed man's magic tools and storage bags were exchanged for a compressed cave. Sure enough, it is not easy to find a stable home. It's a fight to the bitter end, so we'll leave tonight. Collect all the things that you should take away and those that you should not take away, and leave a letter of resignation. Scholars, be polite! At the last moment, Li Xunhuan looked at Li Yuan, and then used his flying and stepping on the waves skill to walk out of the city. Not far outside the city, auspicious clouds suddenly appeared under our feet and floated towards the sky. It can't be called riding on the clouds, but it can barely be called climbing the clouds. Destination, Jingzhou, Caixia Mountain. . . . "Oh no! The city lord has resigned from his post and gone to seek the immortals!" Two days later, a shout startled everyone inside and outside Jiayuan City. "Why don't you just be a good city lord and go seek for immortal fate?" "Let me be the city lord." A lot of people gathered in front of the City Lord's Mansion in a short period of time.
Many important figures in the city came, and Mo Juren also mingled among the crowd. Cultivation? It turns out that the city lord is really not a cultivator. The city lord can give up the city lord, but what about him? Thinking of his five wives, three daughters, and his identity as the president of the Jingjiao Society, it was difficult for him to give up. Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd, drowning out the noisy discussions. "Changshi, maybe the city lord is just out for a while. You said the city lord went to seek immortal fate. Do you have any evidence?" "Yes, yes, yes, there is poetry to prove it," "What are you standing there for? Read." "it is good" [The white jade capital in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The immortal stroked my head, and I received eternal life. 】 Immortality?! Mo Juren's pupils suddenly shrank. His thoughts all returned to the scene of the fairy flying with a sword that he saw outside Zhuye Mountain, and he made a decision that went against his ancestral teachings. He wanted to ambush a cultivator and obtain inheritance from him. Cultivation. He wants to live forever! At the same time, on a rooftop, Taoist Qingwen almost pulled out his beard when he heard these words. Seeking immortal fate? Why is Li Xunhuan pretending to be confused? Isn't he an immortal cultivator? It would be fine if he could deceive the outsiders in this city, but why did he even deceive himself? Also, you said, 'I'm at the fourth level of Qi training, my cultivation is too low, I need to study and learn martial arts', why are you going out to take risks again now? fraud! A scholar should not be a son. Suddenly, Taoist Qingwen’s eyes widened and he thought of a possibility. Could it be that City Lord Li wants to join the seven major sects? That's a bit taken for granted. He also has three spiritual roots. Doesn’t he want to join the sect? In the world of cultivating immortals, there is not much else but a lot of people. The seven major sects recruit disciples every five years, and one sect alone can get more than a thousand disciples. Among them, these young men all have at least three spiritual roots.
In other words, in the seven major sects, three spiritual roots are worthless. This brings up a threshold, and those who are not family members or have unknown backgrounds will not be accepted. And the age cannot be over sixteen. And Li Xunhuan, ah, Difficult, difficult, difficult. Never mind, everyone has their own aspirations. It’s a pity that he lost a good friend. From now on, he has to compete with Xiuxianzhuan in wits and courage. Fellow Taoist, take care. Taoist Qingwen took a step forward, a flying sword appeared under his feet, and he left this sad place. . . . Caixia Mountain is located in the northern part of Jingzhou, 18,000 miles away from Jiayuan City in Lanzhou. It is impossible for a mortal to reach that place. With Han Lao Mo's cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi training, he traveled through mountains and rivers for four months. You can tell how long the journey is. Li Xunhuan is different. He came here riding on the clouds and in a straight line. After more than half a month of living in the open air, he arrived at Caixia Mountain. The Qixuan Sect is a two-hundred-year-old martial arts sect that has occupied Caixia Mountain for some time, and most of the mountain has been developed. The other party is most famous for the fact that this is the training ground for novices of Han Lao Mo. For Li Xunhuan, it is useless. So, he chose to ignore it. With his magical power of flying and walking on waves, Caixia Mountain was as easy as walking on flat ground for him. On the road between Xiushui Peak and Shenshou Valley? While walking in the mountains, Li Xunhuan suddenly revealed his figure deliberately. Soon, two martial artists dressed in tight clothes jumped out from the darkness. Obviously, the Qixuan Sect is still powerful and has secret sentries. "Stop, what are you doing?" Li Xun Huan lowered his eyebrows, clasped his fists, "Two big brothers, where is Xiushui Peak?"
[First-level low-grade spell, the Soul-bewitching Spell, a basic spell that can only be used on mortals, which can confuse their minds and make them obey orders] The two people's pupils lost focus and pointed in one direction. "Xiushui Peak is over there." "Thank you very much for leading the way, brothers," He is a scholar and polite. Soon, the three arrived at Xiushui Peak. At Li Xunhuan's request, two burly men in tight clothes headed towards Shenshou Valley. He grunted all the way and moved forward with his sweeping kick, raising a cloud of dust. No accidents. As a big man covered his feet and screamed, a bottle with a yellow cement appearance was kicked up. Hold the sky bottle! When Li Xun Huan wanted to pick it up, he suddenly frowned, retreated to the back of the crowd, and protected the two people in front of him. "Two big brothers, please help me get the small bottle, how about that?" The strong man in tight clothes walked straight to the small yellow bottle without saying a word, bent down to pick it up, and then turned back. The sky was cloudless and nothing happened. Safety. Li Xunhuan took the Zhangtian Bottle and weighed it. It was no different from an ordinary bottle. With a thought, he used the cleaning technique and the 'little yellow bottle' returned to the appearance of an ordinary little green bottle. It looks unremarkable. [Low-grade innate spiritual treasure, Palm of Heaven Bottle - incomplete, high-grade when complete] On the other side of the scale, [Inferior grade innate spiritual treasure, third grade white lotus, Taoist protective treasure] [Low-grade innate spiritual treasure,] Case solved. The little green bottle is a magical treasure that was born naturally in this world. In the heavens, when this spiritual treasure is complete, it can be compared to the innate top-grade spiritual treasures in the prehistoric times. really not bad. As the saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. At the moment, the green liquid in the small green bottle is most useful to him, so he keeps it. I was originally planning to change to a treasure that takes one drop a day. For example, in Yongsheng, the Tongtian Jianmu that connects the fairyland and generates fairy energy is a good one. After obtaining the Palm of Heaven Bottle, his first goal was to practice martial arts.
Let’s set a small goal first: the thousand-year-old elixir. But before that, he looked at the two sentries. For safety's sake, I'll prepare some Forget-Your-Worry Pills. Seeing the two people leave in a daze, Li Xunhuan nodded. This way, no one would disturb him when he got started. (End of this chapter)