Chapter 311: Refining the Avatar Fruit, the world is in chaos
Zhongnan Mountain.
Jiange thatched cottage.
On the mountain top shrouded in spiritual energy, the bamboo branches and leaves rustled in the wind.
Outside the thatched cottage, there was a bamboo table, and beside the table, there were three figures sitting upright.
Lu Dongxuan pinched the big gold chain around his neck, pointed at the cup in front of him, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Fill it up!"
Xie Yunling smiled, picked up the wine jug, and poured some clear wine.
Sword Master Hua Dongliu sat aside, holding up his chopsticks and picking up a plate of peanuts on the bamboo table.
A pot of wine and a plate of peanuts.
The three old men were actually drinking with Gu.
It is somewhat leisurely and elegant, and also somewhat unrestrained.
"The young master has been in seclusion with Bai Yujing for several months. Many people in this world...can no longer bear it any longer."
Lu Dongxuan pinched the big gold chain, took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and his face seemed to be piled up.
This sip of wine was very refreshing.
"This is normal. How terrible was Baiyujing in the past? Who dared to speak against it when it suppressed the world?"
"Bai Yujing created an era and led the way in cultivation. All the major forces can only look on in awe."
"Before, when there were no cultivators, the world was in chaos, with all kinds of wars going on. Now, with the trend of cultivation prevailing, there will only be more wars."
"The reason is actually very simple, because cultivation requires resources, whether it is the Wolong Ridge Secret Realm or the Spirit Stone Mine... These are all resources. Only those with big fists are qualified to master this kind of resources."
"And fighting is the only way to test your fists."
Xie Yunling saw it very clearly.
The three of them chatted and discussed the general situation in the world.
Although the tone was arrogant, no one found it strange.
After all, the status of these three people is not low.
Xie Yunling was the former master of Dao Pavilion, Sword Saint Hua Dongliu was also the former master of Jian Pavilion, and Lu Dongxuan also handed over Tianji Pavilion to Lu Mudui.
He is now considered the former leader of Tianji Pavilion.
"One Academy, two Kingdoms, three Sects, and four Pavilions... This division of power in the world is quite interesting."
"The chicks raised in Bai Qingniao's backyard can transform into phoenixes. Their fighting power is not inferior to Tiansuo, so naturally people in the world are wary of them."
"Needless to say, the two countries, Xiliang and Daxuan, are the undisputed overlords."
"Haoran Sect was founded by Kong Xiu's grandson Kong Nanfei. The combination of Haoran righteousness and cultivation is amazing to the world. Coupled with the orthodoxy of Confucian scholars, its influence is not weaker than that of the two countries."
“Although the Body Sect and the Painting Sect are not very famous, Tang Yimo and Sima Qingshan are both in the Heavenly Locking Stage and should not be underestimated.”
Lu Dongxuan smiled and analyzed.
"And the remaining four pavilions are all related to Baiyujing. Even if Baiyujing has retired, he still affects the entire world."
"What's worse, there are also cultivation forces from the foreign land of Dongyang who are eyeing us covetously."
"The cultivation world today is likely to develop into an era of contention that is even more brilliant and splendid than the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought."
The three elders were filled with emotion.
After tasting the wine, Hua Dongliu asked curiously, "Old Lu, what is the purpose of Young Master Lu taking Bai Yujing back to seclusion?"
Lu Dongxuan pinched a peanut and put it into his mouth, then smiled.
Of course he could see Lu Fan's purpose.
However, he didn't say it out loud or point it out.
"Why should we old guys care so much..."
"We have all been through the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought and the Baiyujing era. Now, we are no longer in the Dao Pavilion, the Sword Pavilion, the Tianji Pavilion, so..."
"We just need to practice well now, drink a little wine every day, and pray for immortality, how good it is."
Lu Dongxuan smiled.
Xie Yunling and Hua Dongliu looked at each other, with complicated emotions in their eyes.
Indeed, what Lu Dongxuan said was right.
Whether the world is in chaos or not has little to do with them.
…
North Luo City.
Lu Changkong packed his bag and put on simple clothes.
Standing in front of the city gate.
There were not many people coming to see him off in front of the city gate, only Luo Cheng and his son Luo Yue.
"City Lord, the world is in chaos right now. Please take good care of yourself when you are traveling outside."
Luo Yue said.
He actually wanted to follow Lu Changkong, but Lu Changkong refused him, and Luo Yue also needed to guard Beiluo City.
The Beiluo City today is no longer the Beiluo of the past.
Although the deterrent power still exists, Bai Yujing's retreat has greatly reduced Beiluo's status.
Perhaps there are some scoundrels who would plot evil against Beiluo City.
Therefore, it was a deterrent for Luo Yue and his son Luo Cheng to lead the Dragon Blood Army to guard Beiluo.
Lu Changkong waved his hand without saying anything to say goodbye.
Wearing a clean long gown swaying in the wind, he walked slowly and disappeared in front of Beiluo City.
Luo Cheng and Luo Yue had mixed emotions.
“Xiao Chengzi, go and break into the Nine Prisons Secret Realm and try to break through to the Heavenly Locking Realm… The City Lord and Young Master have both left. Beiluo now really needs a Heavenly Locking Realm cultivator to deter all parties.”
Luo Yue said helplessly.
Lu Fan and Lu Changkong both left Beiluo and became hands-off bosses, which left Luo Yue speechless.
Lu Changkong left Beiluo and began to travel around the world. He wanted to perfect his "Herb Record". As the heaven and earth transformed and countless spiritual energies were nourished, many plants and herbs underwent qualitative changes.
Some herbs can be used to make elixirs, some herbs have miraculous effects, and some herbs are highly poisonous.
Lu Changkong's way is that of a farmer. He wants to study all kinds of herbs and walk his own path on the path that belongs to him.
As for Beiluo City, Lu Changkong was actually not worried.
Although Baiyujing has retired, the former Beiluo was, after all, Baiyujing's territory.
No one dared to be the first to bully Beiluo, so it was enough to let Luo Yue lead the Dragon Blood Army to guard the place.
Although war is about to break out in the world, it may not necessarily lead to Beiluo.
This is also the reason why Lu Changkong can travel around the world with peace of mind.
…
There is no year in the mountains, and I don’t know the year when the cold ends.
Time passes by little by little.
A giant whale was wandering on the vast ocean with the fairy island in the middle of the lake on its back, like the abode of immortals, ethereal and invisible.
Perhaps occasionally when huge waves are surging, you can faintly find an island emerging in the ocean, but in a flash, the island disappears without a trace, and even if you look closely, you can't see any trace of it.
It is extremely quiet on the island in the middle of the lake.
The flowers and plants are lush, and the chrysanthemums are more and more brilliant, like colored glaze, as if they are about to give birth to intelligence.
Each of the blue peach trees is like an exquisite jade carving and is extremely beautiful.
Ni Yu sat cross-legged on a patch of grass. A black pot was floating in front of her, and there seemed to be pills clanging around in it.
She shot out a wisp of flame, which rushed into the bottom of the pot, instantly burning the bottom of the pot red.
This flame is the Mysterious Fire of Heaven and Earth that Lu Fan passed on to her.
After removing the cold attribute of the Bone Ghost Fire, it becomes the pure and blazing fire of heaven and earth.
This kind of flame will be extremely effective in refining elixirs, and the quality of the elixirs refined will be several levels better than those made with ordinary flames.
Ning Zhao was also practicing, with countless sword energies crisscrossing around her.
She has already entered the Heavenly Locking Realm, and is constantly tempering her spine to improve her realm and combat power.
As for Xiao Yinglong...
He was lying in the Origin Lake with a bruised face.
He was beaten.
After the beating, he bathed in the Origin Lake to recover from his injuries, and then... prepare for the beating the next day.
This may be the best way to practice for the lazy little Yinglong.
You don't have to spend any energy, just get beaten.
Becoming stronger by getting beaten is the dream of many people.
Lu Fan sat upright on the Thousand Blade Chair, with the "Avatar Fruit" floating in front of him.
He has studied this fruit for a long time and it contains extremely powerful power.
Lu Fan was actually a little hesitant.
This fruit has spirit, but this "spirit" is very pure.
In the end, Lu Fan decided to use the fruit and transform it into a clone of himself.
"Qi Dan, Ti Zang, Tian Suo, Yuan Ying... Three Gods..."
Lu Fan murmured.
This was the realm he created, but in reality, Lu Fan had never experienced the joy of practicing in this realm.
He is a Qi Refiner and has always been at the Qi Refining level.
Currently, he is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining.
Therefore, Lu Fan felt that perhaps if he practiced as an incarnation, it would significantly improve his state of mind and might be helpful to his practice.
Lu Fan sat cross-legged and raised his hand. Suddenly, a hazy mist enveloped the entire Baiyujing Pavilion.
under.
It seemed that Ni Yu and Ning Zhao were practicing.
"Young Master is going to retreat."
The two of them suddenly realized, but were not surprised.
It is normal for Lu Fan to be in seclusion.
The little Yinglong swimming in the Benyuan Lake suddenly began to flutter its wings, with water oozing out of its mouth, and it was extremely happy.
If Lu Fan were to go into seclusion, he wouldn't be beaten...
However, the little Yinglong soon wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.
Because Lu Fan's voice soon resounded across the island in the middle of the lake.
Let Ning Zhao help Xiao Yinglong practice every day.
Little Yinglong's miserable days continued, and he suddenly missed the days in his elder sister's cave.
After arranging Xiao Yinglong's training plan.
Lu Fan began to calm down and evolve his own clone.
This clone is not an ordinary clone that is created by using spiritual consciousness to occupy the consciousness of others.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Such a clone is not pure and is not of much use.
The real clone is a great supernatural power, just like the legendary "one qi transforming into three pure ones", which is the real great supernatural power.
Although the clone fruit is not a magical power, its ability to condense clones has greatly increased its value.
The surrounding is shrouded in spiritual energy.
Lu Fan raised his hand and cast one formation after another.
Although there is the fruit of clone, it is not easy to derive a clone from the fruit.
If you are not careful, the clone will be destroyed.
As formations were injected one after another, the clone seemed to come alive, like a little baby, wiggling its fingers and toes.
Lu Fan raised his hand and pointed a finger at his forehead.
Slowly pinch out a wisp of spiritual consciousness from between your eyebrows.
With a flick of his fingers, he swept into the shell of the clone fruit.
With a thought, the spiritual consciousness that had entered the body of the clone fruit suddenly expanded and roared, as if it had completely supported the body of the clone.
The soul that turned into a clone body.
Although Lu Fan has reached the fifth level of Qi Refining now, he is still far from the level of "One Qi Transforming into Three Purities".
The process of condensing a clone is very complicated even with the clone fruit.
Lu Fan raised his hand.
My heart was moved.
Countless spiritual energies gathered and swirled around the clone fruit.
The tighter it is wrapped.
In the end, the spiritual energy seemed to condense into substance and turned into a lotus bud that was about to bloom.
The incarnation fruit was wrapped in it, and drops of spiritual liquid condensed from spiritual energy dripped down from the top of the flower bud, as if nurturing a pregnancy.
Lu Fan dispersed the thick fog that enveloped the pavilions of Baiyujing.
A drop of bright red blood appeared in the palm of his hand. It was the blood of gods and demons.
This drop of god's and demon's blood was dropped on the flower bud and was immediately absorbed by the flower bud.
Afterwards, he threw the flower bud out, and with a thud, the flower bud smashed into the Origin Lake, floating in it, absorbing the nourishment and tempering of the majestic Origin Qi.
When the flower blooms and the lotus has nine petals, the clone is formed.
…
Imperial capital.
Chunhui Building.
This is a brothel and one of the bases of the Black Dragon Cult.
Chunhui Building has nine floors and is decorated in the most luxurious way.
It cost a lot of silver and money, but for the Black Dragon Cult, which integrated the entire underground gang force, money was not a problem at all.
Liu Yuanhao stood with his hands behind his back in Chunhui Tower. He looked across at the imperial city of Dijing. Looking at the towering and magnificent buildings in the imperial city, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
Bai Yujing's retreat made Liu Yuanhao vaguely feel that a turbulent era was about to come.
His goal once was to recapture the Imperial Capital.
But... now, this is just part of his plan.
He wants the Black Dragon Cult to become the top force in the cultivation world. This is his current goal.
He is the one who stirs up the storm.
A Black Dragon Guard stood behind him, and he had assigned three of the four Black Dragon Guards to go down.
Only one person remained with him.
A carriage was speeding along, pulling a luxurious carriage across the ground of the imperial capital.
After a long time, it stopped downstairs of Chunhui Building.
Liu Yuanhao's eyes on the top floor suddenly lit up.
"Master, Master Zhou Liu from the foreign land has arrived."
Outside the door, a subordinate hurriedly said.
"Please come quickly."
Liu Yuanhao said.
Zhou Liu is a genius from the Tianyuan Domain who has reached the seventh level of the Golden Core Realm. He does not belong to any of the four major forces in the Tianyuan Domain. He comes from a second-rate force in the Tianyuan Domain.
Liu Yuanhao was famous for his ability to comprehend the truth of Taoism, and he made friends with many foreign geniuses in the Nine Hells Secret Realm.
Zhou Liu is one of the best among them. He is very powerful and has reached the seventh level of the golden elixir!
Moreover, Liu Yuanhao successfully persuaded Zhou Liu to join the Black Dragon Sect and become one of the elders of the Black Dragon Sect.
This also enhanced the overall strength of the Black Dragon Cult.
Liu Yuanhao welcomed Zhou Liu into Chunhui Tower, and after a round of toasts, they began to get down to business.
Zhou Liu sipped the wine and looked at Liu Yuanhao: "You are very brave."
"Now, all the forces in the Outer Realm are maintaining a delicate balance. Once you take action, this balance will be broken and the war in the Outer Realm will be mobilized. Are you sure you still want to take action?"
Zhou Liudao.
He is not stupid and his analysis is very thorough.
However, Zhou Liu actually had his own purpose in joining the Black Dragon Cult.
For the Tianyuan Domain, the outer domain today is like an untapped treasure.
Not only him, the four major forces in Tianyuan Domain have begun to intervene.
Zhou Liu felt that he must seize this opportunity, so he accepted Liu Yuanhao's invitation.
"Only in troubled times will there be more opportunities..."
"Brother Zhou, isn't it because of this that you chose the Black Dragon Cult?"
Liu Yuanhao's eyes flickered.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
After the banquet.
Liu Yuanhao released a white dove to convey the message.
As the sky gradually grew darker.
The plan that had been planned for a long time was slowly unfolding.
The Black Dragon Cult, as an existence that unifies the underground forces of the entire Imperial Capital, is like a local snake, while Xiliang, which has taken control of the Imperial Capital, is like a strong dragon. A strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake, making the dense underground forces like a big net that has entangled the Imperial Capital.
The Black Dragon Cult was like a giant spider, slowly beginning to devour its trapped prey.
Purple Gold Palace.
Luo Mingsang put down the memorial in her hand, rubbed her eyebrows, and felt a little tired.
Her eyelids were twitching, as if something bad was about to happen.
Bai Yujing has been in seclusion for several months. Luo Mingsang has been helping the Overlord govern Xiliang and has been observing the situation most clearly.
During this period, new spiritual forces have emerged in the world like mushrooms after rain, and each spiritual force will affect the stability of various places.
Moreover, Luo Mingsang discovered that behind these cultivation forces, there were shadows of aristocratic families.
Those noble families who were afraid of being killed by Baiyujing's Young Master Lu began to become active again after Baiyujing retired.
He stroked his throbbing eyelids.
Luo Mingsang summoned the guards of the Xiang family army.
She asked some questions about the Black Dragon Cult. Luo Mingsang knew very well that the most dangerous sect in the capital today was the Black Dragon Cult.
She had long been aware of the Black Dragon Cult's intentions.
However, Luo Mingsang speculated that the Black Dragon Cult would not dare to make any big moves because the overall strength of the Xiliang Xiang family army completely suppressed the Black Dragon Cult.
With the excavation of spirit stone mines, there are now many more cultivators in the Ti Zang realm in the Xiang family army.
If a real fight breaks out, the Black Dragon Cult will be no match at all.
Coupled with the intimidation of the Overlord, if the Black Dragon Cult fails, it will be destroyed.
Besides, Dijing has a dragon gate that connects to the dragon gate of Dongyan River. If the situation is not right, she can mobilize reinforcements at any time or retreat.
Therefore, Luo Mingsang was very confident that the Black Dragon Cult would only continue to retreat.
suddenly.
Luo Mingsang put down the hand that was rubbing his brow.
She raised her head and looked towards the east of the imperial capital, where there was a faint glow of fire rising into the sky.
The shouts and cries of killing shook the entire ancient imperial city.
Luo Mingsang couldn't help but frown.
Somewhat stunned and surprised
She actually predicted wrongly?!
The Black Dragon Cult, who was ready to make a move, actually dared to take action! PS: This chapter is a bit stuck, it's Monday, please vote for recommendation~ (End of this chapter)