A huge flying boat landed steadily on the square in front of the temple.
Compared with the common flying boats in the Southern Barbarians, this flying boat is significantly larger. However, the mini version of the one in Changchun Valley is slightly smaller, but it is still more than 180 feet long. The poop is like a huge palace, with carved beams and painted pillars, cornices and brackets, and no place.
It's not that it's decorated gorgeously and exquisitely.
If the Southern Barbarians pay attention to the use of the flying boat, then it is a complete luxury product, which seems to indicate the huge gap between the concepts of the Southern Barbarians and the Middle Earth.
On both sides of the ship, there were huge flags hanging down, embroidered with emblems similar to those of the Zhenling Sect.
The difference between the two is that the Zhenling Sect's four spirits are united into one fusion style, representing the four major inheritances, while the Xianling Sect's four spirits are transformed into saints and merged into one fairy spirit.
The latter is the emblem of the Immortal Spirit Sect.
At this moment, Lu Zhong was joining Shui Ni to welcome the visitors from the Xianling Sect.
After a while, the flying boat was parked.
A platform stretched out from the side of the ship and soon unfolded into a staircase.
A huge team came out from inside.
At the head are two teams of Qingyou, who are responsible for clearing the way in front. All of them are in the foundation-building stage. They each hold a platinum flag in their hands, with the emblem of the Immortal Spirit Sect embroidered on it.
Then there was a group of uniformly dressed Jindan Daoist people. There were twelve people in total, twice as many as the Zhenling Sect's Danjie elders. Although each one of them was looking ahead, they were obviously using it.
From the corner of his eye, he looked at everything around him vaguely.
When the twelve Immortal Spirit Sect members were standing still and the fairy drums were playing, a rich female cultivator in gorgeous palace clothes appeared. Accompanied by a young man with a jade crown, she walked slowly
Exit the spacecraft hatch.
When she saw Shui Ni greeting her in front of the hall, the female cultivator showed a kind smile.
Looking at this woman's appearance, Lu Zhong found that she was somewhat similar to Shui Ni. When the two came together to talk, he realized that the person sent by the Xianling Sect this time was actually related to Shui Ni.
His maternal great-grandmother, Zhenjun Fengmiao of the Xuanfeng lineage of the Xianling Sect.
Judging from her aura that was several times stronger than Shui Ni's, she was obviously a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Although I am far away in China, I often hear about the deeds of fellow Taoists. I never thought that fellow Taoists in Nanman could create such a great foundation on their own. If Rui'er is still here, I'm afraid I will be very relieved...
Hahaha, let’s not talk about these old sesame things. This time the sect sent people to Nanman, I was the first to agree! I hope we can take care of us during the next trip to the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches." Zhenjun Fengmiao smiled
said.
With that said, she turned to look at Lu Zhong.
He looked at Shui Ni again, and after noticing the strange look on her face, he seemed to understand something.
"This is your apprentice Lu Zhong, right? He is indeed a talented person, and his cultivation has reached the realm of false infants. He is almost the same as my eldest disciple Feng Huanyu... If not, let him compete with my apprentice.
How about adding some fun to this wonderful day?"
Shui Ni's complexion changed slightly when he heard this.
He didn't even look at the jade-faced young man.
He refused directly.
Whether it was a show of force or a deliberate test. Even if she felt in her heart that Lu Zhong would have a higher chance of winning, she did not intend to let the two of them compete.
"I'm afraid I will disappoint fellow Daoist Feng. My disciple has just broken through and needs to stabilize his cultivation, so now is not the right time to discuss."
"That, that's really a pity..." Feng Miao said with a faint smile.
Then she never mentioned the matter and was accompanied by Shui Ni into the True Spirit Palace.
In order to welcome the visitors from the Xianling Sect, Shui Ni specially prepared a banquet of delicacies to welcome the Lord Fengmiao. After giving the order, the maids came up with the dishes in their hands like flowing water.
During the process, the two of them inevitably talked about the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches.
Thanks to the help of Guimiao Xianzong, the progress of the thirteen traction towers was greatly accelerated, so that it took less than twenty years to nearly complete. Once the most important traction tower is completed, it will not take long for the traction towers to be completed.
The secret formation of Xuandu Yintian was set up.
At that time, they will be officially led down to the Wanwu Palace.
Feng Miao and his party came here just for the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches.
Next, the chat continued.
Most of them were records in the classics about the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches. Lu Zhong stood aside and listened carefully. At this time, he noticed a line of sight full of cryptic vision coming towards him, but it was the great disciple of Zhenjun Feng Miao. From the moment he got off the boat, this person
He just kept looking at him secretly.
It feels like measuring the strength of an opponent.
"opponent……"
Lu Zhong chewed this word over and over, and he seemed to understand a little bit why Zhenjun Feng Miao asked him to compete with Feng Huanyu just now. He was afraid that he had encountered another bloody plot.
Love rival?
Oh, you are not worthy yet!
Lu Zhong was too lazy to pay attention to Feng Huanyu.
Unexpectedly, this move made the other party feel slighted.
Feng Huanyu, who was born in a family of immortal cultivators and is the true successor of Yuanying, has always thought highly of himself. How could he tolerate Lu Zhong looking down on him like this?
You must know that in his eyes, the Southern Barbarians are an alien and barbaric land.
Although he has the same cultivation level as himself, Feng Huanyu believes that as he was born in Middle-earth and received the same training and teachings as a disciple of the Immortal Sect, he will definitely have an overwhelming advantage in strength.
In a real fight, Lu Zhong can be defeated in less than ten rounds.
Just when Feng Huanyu was holding back and didn't know how to react, a maid who came to pour the wine failed to control her strength, causing the hops in the cup to stir a little.
In Middle-earth, this is a big mistake that can cost your life!
Feng Huanyu did not dare to provoke a conflict with Lu Zhong without the order of his master, but he still had the courage to vent his anger on a maid.
"Be bold!"
Without thinking, a spiritual finger popped out.
This spirit is named "Soul-killing Snap Finger", which is specially designed to kill the souls of monks. It can be used at banquets to avoid scenes of blood and flesh splattering.
A set of movements flowed smoothly, just like at home.
But he never thought that the spiritual finger was intercepted by a small green dragon in the middle, and he bit it into pieces and swallowed it. After finishing the soul-destroying finger, he shook his head and tail and returned it to Lu Zhong's hand, turning it into a rod again.
A small cyan flag covered with mysterious patterns.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I am a guest from afar, and the maid made a mistake, how can I trouble Taoist friend Feng to take action?" Lu Zhong didn't even look at Feng Huanyu's expression, nor did he.
Ignoring the sudden change in his expression, he turned around and looked at the pale-faced maid, waving his hand and saying: "Go down and go to the General Affairs Hall to receive your punishment."
Then, he bowed to Shui Ni and said: "This disciple overstepped his authority, please forgive me, Master!"
How could Shui Ni blame anything? On the contrary, she felt grateful that it was too late, otherwise Feng Huanyu would have killed someone in public. The person who was really embarrassed was actually her, the ancestor of the Zhenling Sect.
He was punished with a glass of wine and the matter was immediately revealed.
Next to him, Zhenjun Fengmiao, acted as if nothing had happened.
During this period, several rounds of drinks were added, and all kinds of spiritual food were changed several times. It was not until late at night that the feast finally came to an end.
…
In the bedroom.
Shui Ni let out a long breath.
Looking at Lu Zhong, she patted her chest and said, "If it weren't for you here today, I'm afraid my teacher would be really embarrassed. I don't know how much trouble this will cause in the future."
"Disciple..." Lu Zhong spoke, but was interrupted by Shui Ni. She chuckled and said, "In private from now on, you and I should not refer to each other as master and disciple. Let's just refer to you and me."
Then, Shui Ni pulled out the hairpin and let the black hair hang down like a waterfall, reminding: "This time you have hated Feng Huanyu. Although he did not dare to directly initiate a conflict, he might instruct the Xianling Sect to form a pill to take action.
According to my master's understanding of this person, this is very likely to happen... So, when you go back later, be careful! If you really run into trouble, don't worry about anything, just kill him.
"
"Yeah." Lu Zhong replied.
Then the two of them talked about the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches.
Seeing that the traction tower is about to be completed, the battle between the Daomen side and Changchun Valley seems to be to determine the final winner. It has also reached a fever stage. The two sides are fighting in the Burial Snowfield on the border of Yanzhen Sect and Changchun Valley every day.
Hundreds of monks were killed or injured.
According to Shui Ni, this is just a proxy war started by Qingxu Guan and Yongsheng Palace behind the two parties in order to determine the right to speak of Wanwu Palace.
In other words, the monks killed and injured on both sides are meaningless.
"Fortunately we are in the third party camp..." Lu Zhongmo said.
However, the Fairy Spirit Sect, which dominates the third party camp, does not seem to pay attention to the True Spirit Sect, and still maintains the arrogance of the Middle Earth. Otherwise, the scene at the reception of the Wind and Cleansing Dust Banquet today would not have happened.
Just as I was thinking about it, I already had a delicate body in my arms.
He stopped thinking about it.
…
The next day.
Lu Zhong said goodbye to Shui Ni and prepared to return to Bihai Sect.
When flying more than a thousand miles.
Suddenly, a starlight emerged from his body.
However, someone was trying to deduce the secret of heaven and wanted to use it to locate Lu Zhong's position. However, they were blocked by the magical power of "moving stars and changing fights", resulting in a failure and backlash.
With a chuckle, Lu Zhong continued to fly forward.
At the same time, there was a platform on the top of a mountain outside Zhenling Sect.
After Feng Huanyu saw his subordinates deducing the secret, he suddenly started vomiting blood. He didn't know that this was the failure of the derivation and it was backfired, and his face became even more gloomy.
"The power of magical powers? Impossible. Even if he has the Flying Star Golden Pill, he will never be able to obtain the magical power of moving stars without the assistance of the secret medicine. Even someone as noble as me will not have the chance to obtain the secret medicine.
.Then...it can only be a spiritual creature that conceals the secret of heaven."
Thinking of this, he kicked his men away.
"Trash, even barbarian creations can block you!"
Feng Huanyu vented his anger for a while before returning to Zhenling Sect unwillingly.
…
On the way, Lu Zhong went to a small valley.
Over the past many years, many changes have taken place here. The sea of flowers all over the mountain has withered and bloomed one after another, and even the thatched cottage has been repaired countless times.
After staying there for three days, I turned around and came to Changchun Fairy City.
Affected by the war, Changchun Street became quite deserted.
At the entrance of major auction houses, there are not many Jindan Masters driving their cars, and most of the people coming in and out are foundation-building Qi Refining monks. It seems that the Masters are working hard on the front lines and have no time to participate in the auctions in the city.
Thanks to this, Lu Zhong's shopping process was very smooth, with almost no competitors. Not only did he buy a large number of elixirs, he also took several ingots of silver and iron essence.
Just when he walked out of the auction house and was about to leave the city.
There are people waiting outside.
It is Master Yuhong who is responsible for the sect leader of Changchun Valley.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Lu has broken through to the fake infant state. Maybe it won't be long before I have to call you 'senior', right?" Yu Hong said with a smile.
To be honest, she was extremely shocked when she saw that Lu Zhong was already in the fake infant state.
I couldn't help but secretly wonder what kind of adventure this man had encountered that enabled him to make such a rapid improvement in his cultivation in such a short period of time.
"I accept your good advice!" Lu Zhong smiled and held up his hands, but in fact his heart was not disturbed, and said quietly: "I wonder why my friend came here this time?"
"I came here under the orders of my master..."
Yuhong explained his intention, but he wanted to include all the spiritual objects produced by the Bihai Sect, whether it was the most basic spiritual rice, the talisman grass used to make talisman paper, or the finished elixirs or magic weapons.
, cassocks, are willing to purchase them at a premium of 10% of the market price.
"Are you trying to prepare for the decisive battle?" Lu Zhong thought to himself.
However, he was not prepared to agree to Changchun Valley's request, not only because of personal hatred, but also to ensure the resource supply of the Western Alliance. According to the results of the avatar's feedback, the Western Alliance has developed a quite primitive spiritual energy transformation technology.
Although the process is extremely inefficient and full of uncertainties, it is indeed possible to convert scarlet aura into fairy aura without any spiritual assistance.
It can be said that this is the real spiritual energy transformation technology.
In order to make them practical quickly, Lu Zhong also went to great lengths and doubled the supply of spiritual rice. Other resources were also provided without measurement. What he wanted was to make the spiritual energy transformation technology practical as soon as possible, so as to benefit himself in the future.
The Nascent Soul Cultivation provides assistance.
Otherwise, when you reach the Nascent Soul stage, there will be no elixir available.
At that time, you will either have to stay in the early stage of Nascent Soul for the rest of your life, or you will have no choice but to go to unexplored places in this world and fight with fourth-level monsters in order to obtain the fourth-level elixir that has not yet been discovered.
Compared with the risks of going out to explore, the risks of funding the Western Alliance will undoubtedly be much smaller.
Moreover, Lu Zhong was not completely unprepared for the Western Alliance.
After breaking through to the false infant realm, the number of incarnations increased to ten, so as soon as he came out of seclusion, he prepared a body-snatching incarnation and waited for an opportunity to send it to the Western Alliance.
From now on, like other incarnations, he will stay in the Western Alliance as a thorn.
For no other reason than to master the progress of spiritual energy transformation technology and prevent the other party from using small tricks.
Thoughts flash through my mind, but in reality they only last in the blink of an eye.
Lu Zhong looked directly at Yu Hong, cupped his hands and smiled and said: "It's unfortunate that the master has already decided on all the spiritual rice and spiritual honey. Please forgive Lu for not being able to meet the requirements of fellow Taoist. As for other aspects, follow the requirements of fellow Taoist."
It is not impossible to give the conditions and sell them all to your noble sect."
Hearing this, Yuhong didn't appear sullen or angry, but her actual mood was filled with rage.
The main purpose of her visit this time was for the spiritual rice and spiritual honey produced by the Bihai Sect. The former is the best daily source of spiritual energy for the monk army, and the latter is the best spiritual object used as a reward for meritorious service.
And it is also very popular among monks from various families.
Nowadays, neither thing is available.
Tell her how not to be angry!
Even so, it can only maintain superficial harmony.
After all, Bihai Sect's other supplies are also needed by Changchun Valley and are an extremely important source of supplements. The most important thing is that those spiritual objects must not fall to the Taoist side.
After making a verbal agreement, Yuhong suppressed her anger and said goodbye.
Looking at her figure, Lu Zhong couldn't guess the woman's emotions, but he just smiled faintly. Several thoughts came to his mind, but they were quickly extinguished.
After leaving the city, it turned into a rainbow light and embarked on the return journey.
