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Volume 1: Immortal Ascension Conference Chapter 3: The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn¡¯t stop

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    Judging from the patience of elite Jindan monks, it is common for a retreat to last for three to five years.  Wang Lu didn't plan to do it for so long, but he also wanted to live in seclusion in Mang Mountain for a few months before talking.  He went to explore the Demon Realm with Qiong Hua and others. Later, Qiong Hua and others returned successfully, but he got separated on the way back After that, five months passed in Jiuzhou Continent. During this period, the news that he was separated must have passed through Qiong Hua and others.  Word of mouth spread throughout the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.  Those who should be anxious now must have been anxious a long time ago. After the initial heat, they have to prepare for the funeral. Now their "legacy" may have fallen into someone's clutches so there is no point in being anxious.  Might as well take a few months to be quiet.  "It's a pity that Wang Lu had only been living in seclusion in the mountains for five days when a sudden change broke his peace.  On this day, Wang Lu was closing his eyes and concentrating, concentrating on shrinking the elixir, and began to formally study the fusion of formlessness and chaos. As a result, just as his mind entered a mysterious state, he heard harsh laughter coming from the bottom of the mountain.  "Hahaha, the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Bead, the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Bead is finally going to be born, hahaha" Wang Lu suddenly woke up from his meditation. This laughter could resound across thousands of feet high mountains, so it was definitely the work of a monk.  He originally didn't want to deal with the monk, but what the monk said while laughing wildly forced him to pay attention.  The birth of the Wanling Blood Bead?  The term Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Beads has actually gone out of fashion in the world of immortality for a long time. The earliest Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Beads were born in the prehistoric era. They were condensed from the blood of ancestral witches refining thousands of spiritual creatures. They have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth.  ability.  Later, people continued to imitate them based on legends and stories, and the finished products came out in all kinds of strange ways. They were all called Wanling Blood Beads, but their effects were completely different.  Those with strong potency have power close to that of fairy treasures, while those with weak potency can only reach the edge of the magic treasure.  But no matter what the grade is, most of these blood beads of ten thousand spirits are evil things - things that need to be refined with the blood of living beings are not necessarily evil things. However, in today's overall cultivation environment that is eager for quick success and instant benefits, it is expected that the monks will honestly use peace to  Collecting the blood of living beings is a joke.  The blood beads of all spirits circulating in the world of immortality today are basically not serious things.  But now the laughter was full of unbridled murder, and a smell of blood rose into the sky, reaching the top of the Thousand-Zhang Peak. Wang Lu could naturally guess what was going on below.  Tsk, I was not thinking at that time, and I inadvertently looked away. The Xudan monk entrenched in Mangshan City was not a patron saint at all, but a ferocious evil cultivator. He did not come to Mangshan City for anyone else.  Instead, he wanted to use the lives of thousands of mortals in the city to refine the blood beads of all spirits. " Damn it, you can't find a secluded place to practice in seclusion? Why is the sky so blue today?" Based on Wang Lu's mood at this time, for  In fact, I don¡¯t really care about the tragedy that happened at the foot of Mang Mountain.  The so-called principle of different paths between immortals and mortals has long been imprinted on him, the golden elixir master.  Jiuzhou is so big that there are hundreds of millions of mortal beings in the world. Killings and tortures are happening all the time. Even with his great ability, he cannot take care of them all.  Moreover, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance sect here will send dedicated personnel to handle what happens here. As an outsider, there is no need for him to get involved.  However, the evil cultivator in Mangshan City made such a big noise, especially when he openly announced the name of Wanling Blood Bead, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was seeking death Then the commissioner of the local sect  He should be here soon.  There may not be enough time to intercept the evil cultivator who refined the blood beads, but when they arrive, Wang Lu will have no choice but to stay on the top of Mount Mang. Even more pessimistically considering, he has spent the past few days on the top of the mountain transporting power and shrinking pills to stay.  His traces may also be discovered by others, and then his whereabouts will be exposed. Within three days, he will be dragged back to the mountain worship hall by an old woman with more than 100 years of integrity and arrears to get married. They will have sex every day and every night, so as to give birth to a son as soon as possible.  , Mother is more valuable than son Thinking of this, Wang Lu shuddered all over, and quickly began to clean up the traces with all his strength - but for monks above the real-life level who are good at divination, the traces are difficult to clean, so he just chatted  Do your best.  At the same time, he directly used his soul to sweep downwards, intending to leave a mark on the evil cultivator. The guy had ruined his good deeds, but it would not be so easy to end it. If he didn't beat the shit out of him and then choke it back, he really couldn't understand his thoughts.  As a result, when Yuanshen scanned it, he saw something unexpected.  Mangshan City has now been bloodbathed by the evil cultivator, with broken tiles and ruins everywhere, and flames reaching into the sky.  And at the entrance of an inn beside the road where Mangshan City used to be.  A foreign man, about forty or fifty years old, tilted his head and fell to the ground. There was a huge gash in his chest. The blood had solidified. The heart in his chest was cruelly pulled out and thrown aside.  The man¡¯s hands spread out and fell to the ground. Several silver ingots in his palms reflected the light of the fire, which looked sinister.  "Why is it you?" That person was the coachman brother who sent him to Mangshan City five days ago. Unexpectedly, he stayed in a remote place like Mangshan City for these five days and suffered a great disaster. Wang Lu secretly thought  Sigh, he and this coachman were barely connected. The conversation in the car was not enlightening, but it made him feel relieved.  So I gave the driver a silver ingot that day.Lingshi, I want to end this fate.  As a result it seems that the coachman suddenly got a huge sum of money and began to forget about it. He went out alone and made a fortune again. It is normal for him to want to do something in this small town, but the result was "Wang Lu couldn't help thinking about this.  Anxious to clean up the traces, he jumped down from the top of the mountain. His escape skills were mediocre. Ouyang Shang's blessing from Mother Earth in his previous life was not brought into this life.  But after all, he was the chief of the five arts and had good attainments in immortality. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the dead coachman in Mangshan City.  Wang Lu lit a fire in his hand and prepared to be reborn for the coachman, but when he saw the silver ingot in his hand, he suddenly thought of something.  Where has the spiritual stone given to him that day gone?  Although the spirit stone was not a rare treasure, it was of considerable value in the mortal world. Could it be that he was so impatient to get rid of the spirit stone?  No, those few ingots of silver are not just change. If you want to live freely in the city, one ingot is more than enough. The coachman is also a man with a family and business, and he will not be as reckless as a young man Thinking of this, Wang Lu  Yu Jian used a spiritualism to collect some soul remnants from the coachman's body - the main soul had been refined into all-spirit blood beads.  Although the remnant soul was remnant, it happened to remember some images of the last few days before death, and Wang Lu restored them with magic.  "Haha, Tian Laosan, why did I see you again today? This Black Pine House is a first-class restaurant in Mangshan City, but you have been running here every day these days, but you are seeking wealth and murder?" In the restaurant, a person  The richly dressed middle-aged man said hello with a hint of teasing.  Tian Laosan laughed and scolded: "Bah, you are just trying to make money and kill people. I got lucky and met a noble person." "You, Tian Laosan, can you meet a noble person?" "Humph, believe it or not, I will wait for some time.  While you are envious, the waiter will bring yesterday's wine and food to the table again. "In the pink building, leaning against the red and green, it is fragrant and charming.  "Uncle Tian, ??I heard from the sisters that you have made a lot of money recently." Tian Laosan was already drunk and laughed loudly: "Oh, a lot of money? I don't care about getting rich. I have been enjoying myself in the city these days.  , all I spent was my personal money, because this time I got lucky and met the fairy fate." Several girls looked curiously: "Fairy fate?" Tian Laosan couldn't hold back the secret at all, and he knew this Zuixianlou.  The girl liked these novel stories the most, so she took out the silver ingots and spiritual stones in her arms to show off: "I have met an immortal, hahaha." However, the next moment the door opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in.  Riding on the evil wind, a young man broke into the house. He was wearing a dark robe with hundreds of red dots printed on it. He stared at the spiritual stone in Tian Laosan's hand and asked in a cold voice: "  Immortal?" Tian Laosan was stunned, and then got angry: "Who are you? Who let you in? Get out quickly." The young man said coldly: "I'll ask you again, you said you met an immortal but  An immortal like me?" The next moment, the black robe moved, and a red dot flew out, turning into a sad blood skeleton in the air, biting off half of a girl's body. Blood and intestines immediately flowed all over the floor.  .  Tian Laosan was in a state of despair: "Ah, please forgive me, please forgive me." The young man ignored him and directly reached out to grab the spiritual stones. He played with them in his hands and suddenly frowned, and then his expression became ferocious.  "It is indeed the spirit stone of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance You actually refused to give up after chasing me here. Well, since you are so aggressive, don't blame me for jumping over the wall. Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Bead, rise" The image after that can no longer be read.  .  Wang Lu dispersed his remaining soul and sighed.  This Tian Laosan is really unlucky, and such bad luck can happen to him.  The young man in black robe was probably a monk who was being hunted. He came to Mangshan City to take advantage of the popularity of this place to hide himself and wait for an opportunity to heal his wounds.  Mang Mountain, far and near, is a place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted, and there are almost no monks coming and going.  It was even more difficult for the chasing party to expect that an injured person would hide in a place lacking spiritual energy, but he chose a good place.  However, after Tian Laosan entered the city with his travel adventures, because he could not keep his mouth shut, the story about the immortal fate gradually spread, which shocked the evil cultivator who had fled. No monks had come to Mangshan City for many years, and as a result, he was  Not long after the pursuit, another person came. To say that this was a coincidence was really hard to believe.  However, there are many ignorant people in the world, so it may not be that they really met the monks, maybe they were just dreaming after drinking too much.  So he secretly kept an eye on Tian Laosan. As a result, when he was drunk, he actually took out a few round spiritual stones of good quality. After that, he jumped over the wall in a hurry, and the city of Mangshan was destroyed.  Wang Lu shook his head, Tian Laosan died unjustly, and everyone in the city died unjustly. The evil cultivator did not intend to do it so brilliantly at first, he was simply stimulated.  And the source of excitement is not someone else Of course, Wang Lu doesn't have any feelings for the Virgin Mary. Although this disaster is caused by himself, he doesn't know how to deal with it at all.There is absolutely no responsibility.  But if you want to just slap your butt and leave "Forget it, just waste a little time to get rid of harm for the people." At this point, Wang Lu no longer concealed his aura, and a fierce sword energy rose into the sky, directly breaking the  The bloody sky enveloped the whole city.  "Who is it?" The blood curtain that formed the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Bead was broken, and the evil cultivator was shocked and horrified.  Wang Lu responded coldly: "Immortal."
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