The second reason to prevent Wang Lu from returning to the sect as soon as possible was the inheritance of the Fallen Immortal.
The crystal ball of light had not been completely absorbed, but Wang Lu had extracted a considerable part of the knowledge from it.
The inheritance of the Fallen Immortal was not as rich as initially expected … The Fallen Immortal was deceived by Ouyang Shang's trick. After exploding his body, the remaining trace of primordial spirit was restrained by the Great Heart Demon Oath and could not be reincarnated. When he met with Wang Lu, there was actually only a layer of dregs left.
Were it not for this, in his dreamland, Wang Lu would not have won the decisive battle so easily.
Thus, after many tricks, the fruit of victory would naturally be greatly reduced. After more than a hundred years of weathering, most of the memory of the Fallen Immortal had been lost or incomplete, leaving only a small part. Among them, the most valuable was some experience about the dream building technique. Wang Lu intended to spend some time to study it carefully and strive to master this unique skill of the demon world. There were also two or three incomplete immortal level methods. However, for people who came from the Five Uniques of the Wanxian League, the incomplete immortal level method was of little significance. It only had a certain academic research value — after all, even the complete immortal level method Stellar Sword was not very attractive to Wang Lu now.
Apart from that, the most important thing in the inheritance of the Fallen Immortal was his memory about the Fallen Immortal World — tentatively named the world occupied by the Fallen Immortals.
Because most of the memory had been weathered and incomplete, Wang Lu looked vague. He only saw a sea of purgatory fire and countless creatures suffering in pain. It was a scene of hell.
On that day, in the dream of the Fallen Immortal, the crack in the sky was briefly opened, and a large number of cannon fodder creatures poured out. Those cannon fodder were grotesque, murderous and resentful. It was a characteristic that could only be cultivated in absolute torture. The situation in the Fallen Immortal World could also be seen.
If this group of Fallen Immortals were allowed to rush out of the passage and occupy Nine Regions, it would be a disaster … Perhaps it would be worse than the defeat in the great war of immortals and demons. Therefore, at that time, the previous generation of Elders of Spirit Sword Sect did not hesitate to seal the crack in the sky, which was really a great merit. No matter how insidious the politics in the Wanxian League were, they had nothing to say.
But things didn't end there.
The Fallen Immortal World had never stopped spying on Nine Regions. The previous Fallen Immortal who sneaked into the demon world, who seemed to be called Mr. Feng Yue, was just a vanguard, and the main force was still waiting behind. After the death of Mr. Feng Yue, the Fallen Immortal World would not let it go. They would send new people, and they would only be stronger than Mr. Feng Yue.
Was Nine Regions ready to face the next Fallen Immortal?
At least from the current peaceful scene, there was no such thing at all … Let alone the Fallen Immortal World, even the matter of the Devil Race had almost been forgotten. Now, except for the Immortal Race and the Devil Race, who else could really be familiar with the matters of the Devil Race? In addition to devoting themselves to cultivation, cultivators wasted their energy on internal strife. If it weren't for the recent emergence of Fengdu in the Southern Heaven Region, which diverted a considerable part of the social contradictions, it was feared that a local war would break out in the Wanxian League to alleviate the contradictions.
Of course, things did not need to be too pessimistic. According to the memory of Mr. Feng Yue, the passage between the two worlds was very difficult to break through. Mr. Feng Yue himself spent two thousand years but failed on the verge of success, so it was not so easy for future generations to inherit his career. At least for the first step, how to send the vanguard into Nine Regions again was a big problem.
The first vanguard of the Fallen Immortal World, Mr. Feng Yue, could only enter Nine Regions through a detour in the demon world. Now that the demon world was basically destroyed, it was not so easy to use the old way to send people over … However, it was just not easy, things were far from being worry-free. From the memory of Mr. Feng Yue, Wang Lu learned that after Mr. Feng Yue was suppressed by Fenrir, the Fallen Immortal World had begun to explore a variety of new ways to invade, and several of them had made great progress.
Time waited for no man …
However, when he wanted to further analyze the content, he found that part of the content was actually encrypted! This Mr. Feng Yue, who had been air-dried for a hundred years, still had such a strong sense of confidentiality, which caused a lot of trouble for the later generations … Thinking of this, Wang Lu turned over in the carriage with some irritation and said, "Why is the sky so blue?"
One day later, the carriage arrived at its destination, Mang Mountain City. This grassland city was backed by Mount Mang and could be regarded as a remote border city. The population of the city was only a few thousand, and even the city wall was sloppy. Fortunately, the people were simple, so it was also a comfortable place.
The coachman sent Wang Lu to the city, enthusiastically introduced the local customs of Mang Mountain City, and tried to recommend an inn to him. Along the way, he could see that Wang Lu was from an extraordinary background, so he planned to choose the most expensive inn in the city and get a lot of commission for himself. Unexpectedly, he only talked until his mouth was dry, but there was no sound behind the carriage. The coachman was so angry that when he looked back, he saw that the carriage had long been empty, leaving only a few silver ingots and a few shiny stones.
The coachman was at a loss for a moment, and then he was shocked inwardly — he had been driving for many years, so the carriage was like a part of his body. A young man who weighed more than one hundred pounds was gone, but he didn't notice any movement at all when he was driving in front of the carriage. But he was experienced and knowledgeable, so he knew that rather than saying he saw a ghost, it was more like meeting an immortal.
Thinking of this, the more the coachman thought about it, the more reasonable he felt. If it wasn't an immortal, how could he walk in the daytime and come and go without a trace? Moreover, he didn't seek money or kill anyone along the way, so if it wasn't an immortal, who could it be?
He was really lucky this time! That was an immortal! In this small country where he lived, there hadn't been an immortal for many years. Today, he actually met one — although that person's words and actions were all unique, and indeed quite different from ordinary immortals.
It was a pity that he didn't talk much with immortals along the way, so he didn't get to absorb more immortal aura. But there were treasures left by immortals in the carriage. The coachman had no intention of using or selling the silver ingots and stones. He wanted to go home and offer them to his house to ward off evil spirits, and then pass them down from generation to generation. With the immortal's blessing, his descendants would presumably be free of worries …
Let's not talk about how the coachman imagined the future in his heart. Let's talk about how Wang Lu quietly left the city after entering Mang Mountain City and went directly to Mount Mang.
Because he smelled the aura of a cultivator in the city.
The strength of the other party was not strong, probably between Xudan Stage and King Pill Stage. However, in this small border city, this kind of cultivation base was enough to become the guardian of the city from generation to generation, which was the standard local bully. The key was that the person's aura was unstable. It seemed that he was injured, and such a cultivator was most sensitive, especially to foreign cultivators. Wang Lu didn't intend to meet this kind of person face to face. He didn't want to waste time arguing with an insignificant native. Moreover, if things got out of hand … This was the Southern Heaven Region, where Plentiful City was located. Even though the population of Lingjian School was not large, there were still a lot of people stationed here. However, Wang Lu didn't intend to greet the people of Lingjian School.
Now, he wandered aimlessly in the Southern Heaven Region in order to sort out his thoughts and organize his cultivation base. In the battle with the Fallen Immortal Feng Yue in the dream, his harvest was comprehensive — the comprehensive improvement of his cultivation base brought by the three years of living in gutter oil was real. Now, Wang Lu's cultivation base was at the peak of King Pill Stage, but this kind of peak King Pill Stage that was soaked in gutter oil naturally needed to be squeezed out of the water …
Then Wang Lu chose Mount Mang. This mountain, which was more than a thousand feet high, was regarded as a barren mountain in the map of the Immortal Cultivation World. Because, although in theory, there were often immortal spirits in the mountains, at least it was easy to become a node of Feng Shui line — after all, the mountain itself was the product of the violent movement of the earth's crust. However, Mount Mang was a special case. Not to mention the node of Feng Shui line, even the Feng Shui line avoided it! The surrounding spiritual energy was pitifully thin. Therefore, Mount Mang was also called the Blind Mountain by many cultivators in the Southern Heaven Region.
However, this kind of place was the best for the current Wang Lu. His King Pill had been formed, so his True Qi and magical power could grow and multiply endlessly. Moreover, his cultivation base was too high, so he didn't need to use the outside spiritual energy to enhance his cultivation base. In fact, with his Void Spirit Root qualification, it was best to find a place isolated from spiritual energy, so as not to accidentally absorb a large amount of spiritual energy into his body.
For Daoist Master King Pill, the mountain was only a step away, but Wang Lu didn't want to expose his identity near Mt. Mang, so he walked on foot and spent half a day to reach the peak. Mount Mang was indeed worthy of being called a blind mountain with thin Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. Not to mention cultivators, even ordinary creatures were rare. The peak of the mountain was barren with rocks, and there were pitifully few birds, beasts, and even insects.
Wang Lu didn't pay attention to it. He directly found a flat stone and sat cross-legged. Then, his primordial spirit sank down from his purple mansion and combined with the King Pill, which was so full that it looked like it was about to burst. He urged it to rotate crazily, constantly throwing out the impurities inside the King Pill. The power from the black tide was soon squeezed out by Wang Lu's Non-Phase Chaos King Pill. Although the size of the King Pill was reduced, it made the structure of the King Pill more plump and pure.
This process lasted for a full three days. After three days, the King Pill in his Jade Mansion had shrunk by one-tenth, and Wang Lu's overall cultivation level had fallen from the peak of King Pill to the high-level of King Pill. However, although his cultivation level had fallen, Wang Lu felt that his strength had not fallen, but instead, it had risen — because the King Pill had shrunk, which made it more convenient to use.
Moreover, in the process of shrinking his Dan, Wang Lu also began to try to integrate the Non-Phase Method and Primal Chaos Heaven Splitting Sword Qi in the King Pill. Of these two immortal level methods, one focused on attack and the other focused on defense. Although they could be said to have both offense and defense when used together, after all, there was still a bit of sluggishness in the conversion of these two methods … When he crushed the small fish, he didn't feel it, but when he faced the same level or even higher level powerhouses, it would be a big problem.
Previously, in the final decisive battle in the dream, he designed the three individual sword array and occupied the sky position. However, in the actual combat, he could only use the Primal Chaos Heaven Splitting Sword Qi to attack. There was no room for his Non-Phase Method. This was because at present, he had no way to freely switch between the two immortal level methods.
According to the previous plan, the integration of the two methods should be done after he reached Yuanying Stage. However, after obtaining the inheritance of Mr. Feng Yue, Wang Lu felt that there was some inspiration in his mind, and it seemed that he could implement this step ahead of time. Although the difficulty was not small and it would take a long time.
However, in any case, he had not come up with a plan on how to face the Elders of Spirit Sword Sect. Thus, Wang Lu planned to concentrate on cultivation first and put other things aside.
Unfortunately, two days later, the plan was ruthlessly aborted.
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