Zhenjun Lihua was very grateful to his friend, Fellow Daoist Cheng, for having these pills with him, so he could give them a try for his grandson.
He saw the end of the road at a glance, and all his hopes were placed on his talented grandson.
He had originally joined the Immortal Sect, and with his financial support and the ways of the world that his grandson learned from him, he was doing quite well.
But they had not expected that the competition among the immortals would be so fierce and even a little cruel.
But having embarked on this path, he had no choice but to persevere. From Golden Core to Nascent Soul, and from Nascent Soul to the peak of Nascent Soul, he enjoyed resources that were unimaginable in the outside world.
To be honest, he had no objection to the Immortal Sect taking away the method to make the teleportation array from him. A small teleportation array was nothing compared to his grandson's future.
Indeed, a large amount of resources were obtained in the early stage, which was also the fundamental reason why my grandson could successfully reach the peak of Nascent Soul in a short period of time.
But when you reach the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, everything is different. When it comes to spiritual creatures that can be promoted to the God stage, it is not just a competition, but more like a life-and-death battle.
All the powerful friends in the immortal sect that my grandson had made before have changed.
Later, when they arrived at the roundabout, they realized that the reason they treated you as their brother before was because you did not touch their core interests.
But when you become a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, things will be different.
In some places, the golden elixir is an insurmountable barrier, controlled by the big sects and families, causing you to waste your time at the peak of foundation building.
Maybe you can let it go, but it will only take a hundred years.
In some places, the Nascent Soul stage is out of reach, and you will be stuck at the peak of the Golden Core stage.
Setting up a sect or establishing a family in the domain is not a waste of time.
However, a strong person who has reached the state of incarnation and can influence the whole area is under the absolute control of the Immortal Sect.
Are you going to create a sect and build a family?
Among the cultivators who can cultivate to the peak of Nascent Soul, which one is a simple person and which one does not have ambition?
How could a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage be willing to accept this, not to mention how could he spend so many years in agony?
It is precisely because of this unwillingness that when faced with the opportunity to become a god, the cultivators will do anything to achieve this. This is also one of the main reasons why Nascent Soul cultivators gather around the island.
Zhenjun Li Hua placed all his hopes of becoming a god on his grandson. Now that he had taken that step, how could he not do his best to rescue him?
After thinking a lot and sighing, many independent cultivators felt that they, the Nascent Soul True Lords, were the top ones who were free and at ease.
Who would have known that the higher the level of cultivation, the more depressed one would feel.
It is not easy for a casual cultivator to travel this way, and it is also not easy for those immortal sect cultivators who are casual cultivators.
Just think about him. He can leave the best for his grandson. How can those powerful and venerable people in the immortal sect not take care of their descendants or their close ones?
"Thank you, fellow Taoist. I need to go back and test the medicine quickly. I won't disturb your practice."
Gu Ming's thoughts were interrupted by Li Hua.
"Can I go back with you to have a look? I still have some pills here. If they don't work, we can try again. I'm very interested in what you're saying."
"This...is not good."
True Lord Li Hua hopes that this wealthy cultivator will go with him to see if he can get more pills to try, maybe he can wake up.
But he was also afraid that something might happen. After all, although his grandson had been promoted to the God Transformation Realm, he was already in a deep sleep. If this Taoist friend Gu had any bad intentions, he would not be able to defeat him.
The physical body of a Divine Transformation cultivator is still very valuable, especially to a demon cultivator.
"I understand your concerns, fellow Daoist. Since you are a master of formations, you must have some skills. How about I wait for you to set up the formations before visiting you?"
"Fellow Daoist Gu is honest and upright. If I refuse again, I will seem ungrateful. So I will do as you said. I will come to invite you in a few days."
Gu Ming nodded and said nothing more.
Li Hua is also a veteran in this world. The reason why he has been able to get to where he is today among a group of casual cultivators is because of his caution.
As for what might happen if True Lord Li Hua attacked him, it was not impossible, but he was now more interested in the situation of his "grandson" who had swallowed the spiritual object from the secret realm and turned into a god.
As long as he can see it, it doesn’t matter even if he is really cheated. Besides, he has other ways. No matter how many formations Li Hua has, can they be more powerful than him?
After Li Hua left, Gu Ming in the cave took out the ultra-long-distance teleportation array and threw it on the ground.
"Come out, various formations, I also have a formation genius to support me!"
The news that Li Hua was a genius in formation really made him feel refreshed.
Soon, the teleportation array flashed, and seven or eight formation disks appeared.
Each of them is at the top level of level four.
He stood in the cave with his hands on his hips, looking at the scene in front of him.
Hehehe laughed.
Do you understand the value of the magic's second line of defense?
After entertaining himself a bit to relieve his recent tension, he put away all the formation plates and sat cross-legged in the cave, waiting for Master Li Hua to come.
At the same time, he kept recalling the words that Master Lihua had said to him.
Especially when it comes to some of his grandson's "symptoms".
Gu Ming frowned, and Cheng Qian, who was far away on Xiji Island, also frowned.
Even the fishing rod was shaking, but no one noticed.
This was the closest he had ever been to catching a fish on his own in all the years he had been fishing!
This shows the importance of this matter.
Cheng Qian ignored him and just half-lay down, looking at the sky.
"Why do you look so familiar?"
“I’ve seen it in a book?”
"It's not good to be so knowledgeable!"
The sea breeze is blowing gently. The weather is very good today. There are several fishing boats on the sea in the distance.
Cheng Qian looked at the sky, then at the sea, and then he felt uncomfortable, scratching his head.
It's that feeling where you're obviously familiar with it and definitely know it, but you just can't put it into words.
At this moment, the fishing rod was suddenly pulled, and just as Cheng Qian was scratching his hair with both hands, it was pulled off the cliff and into the sea.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Qian was immediately furious.
Looking down, the fish was circling with the fishing rod, and from time to time it would spit out sea water towards the cliff with its mouth with the hook hanging on it!
Okay, okay, even this fish is bullying me!
I feed you delicious food every day. Even if I don’t volunteer to be a tribute, I’ll just offer some emotional value.
He even insulted him like that and pulled the fishing rod away while he was thinking.
It's like two armies facing off, with each side fighting each other, and the other side simply snatches your weapon from your hands.
It would be fine if you just took it away. People make mistakes and horses stumble. And you even carried his weapon with you and showed it off in front of him!
"Fuck you, I can't spoil you!"
After saying that, Cheng Qian stood up, jumped down, and splashed into the sea.
Those ordinary fish have not even reached the level, so how can they be a match for the Nascent Soul master? In the end, they can only struggle in Cheng Qian's hands.
Then he threw him onto the platform.
Cheng Qian also returned from the sea, walked up to the big fish, grabbed the fish head and slapped it hard!
"You're crazy, you're vomiting, you didn't expect that I can swim! Hmm? Swim! Water!"
He was stunned for a moment, as if he knew where the familiarity of his grandson's symptoms came from!
"Hey, good fish, you've done a great job. As a reward, I'll have boiled fish today!"
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