Thousands of miles away from the three mountains of Qingshitan, on a hillside somewhere in the area of Zhuoguang Mountain.
"Brother Lu? Brother Lu? I brought the ice talisman you asked for."
"Are you feeling better? My son has gone to the market to buy the Purple Vein Pill and will be back soon. Brother Lu? Please show yourself."
A tall man wearing a flat crown and a yellow robe fell from a flying shuttle and spoke softly on the hillside.
But after a long time, no one responded.
Lu Ju is a well-known Qigong practitioner who has achieved perfection in the Qingshitan Fairy Mountain and has many friends.
He had one daughter and two disciples, but unfortunately, they all died within a few years. I heard that they died in the Nituo River area and were eaten by a monster while slaying demons.
The pain of losing his daughter and the hatred of losing his apprentice tortured Lu Ju to the point that he would rather die than live.
Some time ago, Lu Ju killed the Fork-wielding Dragon General, and was later offered a high reward by the Longgong Yu tribe. He was also backstabbed by an old friend, so he had to hide in the shadows and heal his wounds secretly.
Seeing that Lu Ju had not shown up for a long time, the tall monk knew that he was wary of him. He sighed helplessly, took out the ice talisman and placed it on the ground, then turned and left.
The tall monk flew farther and farther away.
A moment later, a coughing man with disheveled hair and extremely pale face appeared at the spot. His left arm was broken and in a twisted posture, and a faint fishy smell came from it.
Under the watery moonlight, one could vaguely see a crimson light flickering in Lu Ju's dark pupils, like a devil.
This is a sign that external demons are attacking your heart.
If the situation deteriorates further, it may even lead to the outbreak of the killing disaster ahead of time! Lu Ju used his magic power to grab the talismans and elixirs on the ground, and suddenly paused on the ice talisman after a glance.
The Ice Talisman is a top-grade talisman that can temporarily suppress the injury on his left hand and prevent the poison from the monster from spreading further.
But... the seal characters painted on this ice talisman have some 'unnecessary' strokes.
Although Lu Ju was not a talisman master, his years of experience allowed him to roughly distinguish the general strokes of the ice talisman.
According to Lu Ju's speculation, this ice talisman not only has the effect of bringing down frost and freezing the body, but also has the effect of shattering and exploding!
Thinking of this, the red light in Lu Ju's eyes grew brighter, and blood poured into his pupils. Like two blood moons! "Why, you all want to hurt me!!"
Lu Ju roared angrily and moved towards the tall monk in front of him like a ghost.
The tall monk had just flown less than five miles when he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing from behind.
He subconsciously turned around and saw Lu Ju's crazy figure with murderous intent.
"Brother Lu? What's wrong with you?! I am Ren De! The Ren De who is seeking immortality together with me!!"
The tall monk shouted urgently, and at the same time, he immediately took out an umbrella. The handle of the umbrella turned, and a colorful glow of light was blown up. The dreamy glow instantly engulfed the area dozens of feet behind him.
Lu Ju's figure was completely engulfed.
However, before the tall monk could breathe a sigh of relief, Lu Ju had already rushed out from the colorful rays of light.
“Boom!”
Lu Ju’s right hand locked onto the tall monk’s neck and slammed him to the ground.
Between his five fingers, several arcs of electricity shot out and instantly penetrated into the body of the tall monk.
The smell of roasting flesh and blood was wafting, and a large amount of skin began to burn.
The tall monk suddenly opened his eyes, then his face froze, and his entire life force quickly drained away.
At the end, there was a loud 'bang', and the head broke into pieces, with lightning splashing like a snake dozens of feet away.
"Why do you all want to hurt me?"
Lu Ju muttered as he stood up, his face looking a little dazed.
He looked at the body of his best friend in front of him, spread out his hands, took out the ice talisman, and activated his magic power.
A large amount of frost covered the corpses, solidifying the gradually disappearing vitality.
A slight shattering sound was heard, and as the frost gradually spread, some of the body tissues that had been burned by electricity and could not heal were removed and shattered, revealing the tender flesh underneath, which was then covered by frost in an instant.
Seeing this, Lu Ju was stunned.
This ice talisman is an improved fine talisman that can drive away old diseases?
Thinking of this, Lu Ju's eyes turned red, his fists clenched, and he raised his head and howled in great sorrow: "I killed my best friend!!"
He walked away in panic, stumbling.
After more than fifty miles, a beam of light suddenly flew over from afar.
It turned out to be a young man who was about 50% similar to the tall man just now.
When the young man saw Lu Ju, he was surprised.
"Uncle Lu! Why are you here? How is your injury? This is the Purple Vein Pill... By the way, where is my father?"
Having said that, the young man looked behind Lu Ju with some confusion.
Lu Ju suddenly closed his eyes, feeling a little tired.
Hesitation, thinking, helplessness, indifference, determination...
Various expressions quickly changed on his face, and in the end, Lu Ju's eyes turned cold.
He suddenly spread out his hands, and a fierce purple electric snake light, accompanied by a sharp buzzing sound, violently enveloped the young man in an instant.
Faced with Lu Ju, who had perfected his Qi training and had a mutated thunder spirit root, the young man had no ability to even resist or scream.
After a breath or two, the purple lightning dissipated.
Only a handful of powder was left on the spot, and even the magical weapon he carried with him became dim, shrank and fell to the ground, without any spirituality.
Only the storage bag still retains its original appearance.
"I would rather let the world betray me than let the world betray me!
My dear nephew, take care. If you knew that your father also died at my hands, you would be filled with grief and want to seek revenge on me.
But you are too weak, you will never be able to take revenge in your lifetime, you can only hold the hatred for the rest of your life. Uncle Lu is also helpless..."
Lu Ju muttered to himself, as if he was explaining something to himself.
He then took the young man's storage bag, injected his magic power into it, and forcibly broke the restriction.
He took a quick look and found nothing unusual, so he chewed up the purple-veined pill and various spiritual herbs and swallowed them into his stomach.
After a moment, Lu Ju groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The magic power in his body was surging and chaotic, but eventually it gradually stabilized, and his complexion looked better, with a hint of blood color.
"The Purple Vein Pill is indeed a top-grade healing pill of the first rank. Unfortunately, it's not enough."
What Lu Ju didn't realize was that at this moment, his pupils were completely covered in blood.
The magic power fluctuated and became cold and violent.
He looked far away in the direction of the three mountains of Qingshitan. The wind blew and his figure disappeared from the spot.
…
"You actually have a backup plan?"
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Li Qinglin did not rush back to the mortal world, but carefully checked his storage bag and personal belongings in advance. Suddenly, he felt something strange in his soul.
After some investigation, he found a palm-sized Taoist silk seal in his hand.
Deep within the seal, there is an extremely secret divine consciousness, emitting a strange aura.
Like a sleeping egg, it actually gave Li Qinglin a latent feeling that it was about to break out of its shell.
Li Qinglin's face looked a little ugly. To be able to achieve the level of leaving the soul from the body and hiding something else, apart from warriors who cultivate their spirits, only immortal cultivators who have reached the foundation building stage or above can do so.
Considering the origin of this seal, the identity of the person behind it naturally becomes clear.
The old foundation-building cultivator behind Ji Yu! Li Qinglin's current spiritual power is not inferior to that of a cultivator in the middle or late stage of foundation-building.
After carefully examining it, I was shocked to find that this soul actually contained inheritance and memory.
If necessary, they can awaken on their own and occupy other bodies! Although it does not reach the level of rebirth through possession of another body, it can be regarded as a new life of another degree, which will affect the original body's memory and outlook on life.
“Hiss… From this perspective, this old fellow found his posthumous child and brought Ji Yu to his side to cultivate him. I’m afraid he was planning to be reborn in another way after his death.
Wait! Did Ji Yu discover this? He gave me the Taoist Silk Seal. Was he trying to divert the blame to me? ! "
The more Li Qinglin thought about it, the uglier his expression became.
He was unwilling to gamble on people's hearts! If there was a disaster, he would rather kill it at the source!
"You can't keep this thing on you for long. You have to use it right away."
Li Qinglin thought for a moment and then flew towards the market town.
Half a day later.
Li Qinglin spent nearly a hundred spirit stones to buy the Yangyuan Buqi Pill from the Dan Wang Cha family, puppet upgrade components from Renhetang, and a variety of first-grade medium-quality spirit seeds from Ziqilou in the market.
He spent money lavishly, without bargaining, and passed by many stalls.
Then he tried to conceal his presence, but still accidentally left some flaws in his identity.
Only then did he control the paper crane, leave Sanxian Mountain, and head towards the wilderness.
Along the way, the paper crane's speed was slow at first, then accelerated, and turned into a faint shadow in the sky.
Fishing also requires skills. Sometimes you need to fish slowly, sometimes quickly, so as to dispel the fish's suspicion.
"I have been in the world of immortal cultivation for more than three years. This is my first time fighting a magic weapon. I didn't expect it to be the familiar fishing segment..."
Li Qinglin smiled gently, his eyes deep.
…
"What is the identity of that fat sheep just now?"
"I found out that he is a rookie who has just come to Qingxufang a few years ago. His name is Han Fei, but he is in the early stage of Qi training. He is a spiritual plant husband. He does have an uncle who is in the late stage of Qi training."
"Oh? And he has a backer?"
"What are you afraid of? If the four of us join forces, we can fight even those in the late stage of Qi training. At worst, we can just do something and hide our identities for a few years."
"That's right! Han Fei knows a little bit about spiritual planting, and I estimate that the spiritual field has already yielded a harvest! And his cheap master must have left behind a sum of spiritual stones, so this vote is worth it!"
"In that case... let's teach this kid a lesson! Teach him what it means to keep your wealth private!"
"Oh no, that guy is escaping faster. Did he discover us?"
"Walk!"
…
"Not to mention the towns, even in this wilderness, the concentration of spiritual energy is extremely thin..."
Li Qinglin sat cross-legged on a paper crane, flying over the lush forest, silently sensing the changes in the spiritual energy in the outside world. At the same time, he adjusted his own magic power to adapt to the sudden decrease in the concentration of spiritual energy.
In such a low-concentration spiritual energy environment, the power of spells will be reduced by more than several times.
Only when one reaches the foundation-building stage, condenses the magic talisman, and can leverage the slight rhythm of the Dao of heaven and earth, can one be unaffected to a certain extent.
But it is extremely difficult to practice and break through the realm of cultivation.
"The immortals do not come to the mortal world to avoid the death of a large number of mortals. This is also the helplessness of the immortal cultivators."
Li Qinglin thought silently.
"boom!!!"
While he was thinking, something unexpected happened. From under the dense forest, a flame burst out like thunder and hit the bottom of the paper crane heavily. The paper crane let out a mournful cry, but it only lasted for a breath before it burned and exploded.
Li Qinglin jumped down quickly and rolled to the ground in a mess, with a bruised face and nose. He then raised his head in horror and glanced around.
Four cultivators came from four directions.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a green face and a white robe. He held a magic sword in his hand and looked at Li Qinglin, laughing.
"It's really a novice! Not to mention, her skin is quite tender! Can you taste the taste of grandpa's wind-returning and fire-returning technique?!"
(End of this chapter)