In the next few years, the situation outside was changing.
In terms of overall strength, after Feng Yuan Immortal City loses the support of many forces, the former eighteen people will fall apart. Therefore, it is not far away from Nanqiong Holy Land, but it does not mean that there is no counterattack.
Especially after raising the banner of resistance, many high-level monks gathered.
Currently, the two sides are fighting on the outskirts of Feng Yuan Immortal City, that is, in the Gaofeng Mountains. Surrounding the area of tens of thousands of miles, Feng Yuan Immortal City has already deployed an eighth-level formation. It is said that it has the power to cut off the sky and the earth, and it has already defeated the mountains.
Every inch is broken, and the void is shattered.
Because of this, Nanqiong Holy Land could not advance further.
The situation has changed so much that onlookers are confused.
...
On this day, Lu Zhong was practicing in a quiet room.
Suddenly the ground shook, each wave more violent than the last.
"Starting again?"
He looked helpless and stopped functioning.
Earthquake situations like this have occurred more frequently recently.
To be honest, Feng Yuan Immortal City could withstand it for so long, which greatly exceeded Lu Zhong's expectations.
"It should be for that spiritual tree."
Lu Zhong couldn't help but think of a rumor that has been circulating recently, saying that there is an eighth-level spiritual tree deep underground in Fengyuan Immortal City. It is said that this tree is the legendary "Ten Thousand Years Peach Tree" with the spiritual root of heaven and earth. The Peach Tree
It is common, but the ten thousand-year-old peach tree is extremely rare.
It takes three thousand years to bloom, three thousand years to bear fruit, and three thousand years to mature.
After maturity, its efficacy reaches its peak after thousands of years.
It is said that if you take it, you can live as long as the sun and the moon.
Of course, for high-level monks, what they value is actually the disaster-avoiding effect of the flat peach. The longer a monk lives, the more terrifying the disasters he encounters, and the heaven-defying effect of the ten-year-old flat peach is to directly reset this process.
Therefore, it is sought after by thousands of monks.
"With such a sacred tree, no wonder Feng Yuan wants to fight to the death." Lu Zhong understood in his heart.
If it were him, if he had no other choice, he probably wouldn't give up.
After all, the life-extending effect of ten thousand years of flat peach is really amazing.
If a monk in the Mahayana stage obtains it, he will no longer have to worry about disasters. From another perspective, it can be regarded as achieving immortality in a certain sense.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhong firmly decided to move.
The current Feng Yuan Immortal City has become the eye of a storm. Even if the Feng Yuan Society can gain a temporary advantage now, due to the lack of top-level strength, it is doomed to end in failure in the future.
"Before that, let's wait for the thing to arrive before deciding where to go."
Recently, Lu Zhong has made a lot of progress in understanding Yunlu.
A few days ago, I even thought of a solution, which has a good chance of success. But if I want to implement it, I need the assistance of something called "Phoenix Golden Blood Vine".
It's not hard to get this thing as long as you're willing to spend the money.
However, due to the continuous war and the endless robbers and looters from various places, transportation has been cut off. It will inevitably take some time to transport it from thousands of miles away.
...
half year later.
The news of the existence of the ten thousand-year-old peach tree was finally confirmed. For a time, not only the Feng Yuan world, but also several nearby immortal worlds were greatly shaken by this.
All eyes from under the sky gathered at Feng Yuan Immortal City at this moment.
At this time when the storm was about to come, Lu Zhong had been studying the dragon and phoenix clouds, and with the help of an idea, he finally reached a critical moment.
In the quiet room, the sound of dragons and phoenixes crow kept coming.
Lu Zhong was sitting cross-legged on the futon with his eyes closed at the moment.
In front of him, the jade piece obtained from Yun Nu's hand shone brightly, and the characters on it exploded one after another, and strands of gold and silver aura emerged from it.
Affected by the convergence of these two colors of aura, an illusory cloud urn is slowly taking shape. The number of secret urns contained on it is astronomical, with more than 18,000 of them, all of which are in the shape of clouds and smoke.
Time passed by in a breath.
The Yunlu was about to take shape, and Lu Zhong's expression suddenly changed.
At the same time, more angry roars came from the jade film.
"Who is it? Who is stealing my inheritance!"
Along with this sound, the Yunlu, which was about to take shape, seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand. Not only did the progress of the formation immediately stagnate, but it also began to show signs of collapse.
Lu Zhong looked anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
But at this moment, a golden light suddenly shot out from between the eyebrows, and it was the Tiandao Killing Sword that moved. There was only a flash of golden light, and the big hand that had originally hindered Yunlu's formation was completely annihilated by the sword.
"Too true!"
The voice was extremely angry, but at the same time it was filled with deep helplessness.
Just like that, there was absolutely no movement.
On the other side, Lu Zhong looked at the Yunlu that he had just received. While he was delighted with it, he couldn't help but think of the words that the voice had just shouted.
Too true?
As far as he knows, this word means "gold".
Thinking of the origin of the killing sword, Lu Zhong couldn't help but secretly guess in his heart: "Perhaps this is the name of the previous owner of the Tiandao killing sword. Although the origin of that existence is unknown, he should have figured out what happened just now.
On the head of a patrolling angel."
So good!
Lu Zhong smiled slightly and turned to look at the cloud in his hand.
With a ray of spiritual thought immersed in it, the smoke-like runes quickly changed. After some sorting and combination, they actually turned into a piece of text.
When he took a closer look, his face became even brighter.
At the same time, I finally understood why the makers of the jade tablets were so nervous about this thing, and even spent a lot of energy to set up a trap that could seriously harm Mahayana to prevent the leakage of internal information.
But it's because this record is a Yunlu inheritance.
If you get it, you can understand the changes in the clouds.
As a former Talisman Maker, Lu Zhong naturally understands the significance of this inheritance.
It is no exaggeration to say that as long as he can study this inheritance clearly and grasp the true meaning of its changes, no one will dare to say no even if he claims to be the founder of Fu Dao in the future.
At that time, even if it is as powerful as the real talisman, it will only take a thought to form it.
I would like to ask how many people dare to fight against such an opponent, and how many people can defeat them?
"The premise is that I can really master this inheritance!" Lu Zhong thought of the content of the inheritance, even if it is only the beginning part, even though he is already a Void Refining monk, the strength of the Yuan Shen is not comparable to that of the Soul Transformation Yuanying, and it is even more than countless thousands of mortals.
Ten thousand times, I still feel dizzy.
I'm afraid that if I take one more look, I'll faint.
Obviously, if this Yunlu lineage wants to practice normally, it must at least reach the integration stage.
However, Lu Zhong quickly thought of a way.
Still rely on the gray fog space.
With the help of scene retrospection, he can practice forcefully without being overwhelmed by the huge amount of information, so that he will be harmed in this way. However, limited by his own realm and the level of his soul, the progress will undoubtedly be very slow.