As far as the patience of an elite King Pill cultivator was concerned, it was common for a closed-door training to last for three to five years. Wang Lu didn't intend to do it for that long, but he also wanted to live in seclusion in Mount Mang for a few months.
At first, he went to explore the Demon Realm with Qiong Hua and the others. Later, Qiong Hua and the others returned smoothly, but he was separated on the way back … After that, five months had passed in Nine Regions. During this period, the news of his separation must have spread throughout the Wanxian League through the mouths of Qiong Hua and the others. Now, those who should be anxious must have already been anxious. After the initial excitement, they must prepare for the aftermath. Now, his "inheritance" might have fallen into someone's hands … Therefore, it was useless to be anxious. It was better to spend a few months to calm down.
Unfortunately, Wang Lu only lived in seclusion in the mountain for a total of five days before the peace was broken by a sudden change.
On this day, Wang Lu was closing his eyes and concentrating on shrinking his dantian. He began to formally study the integration of Non-Phase and Chaos. As a result, just as his mind entered a mysterious state, he heard a harsh laughter coming from the foot of the mountain.
"Hahaha, Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pearl, Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pearl is finally born, hahaha!"
Wang Lu suddenly woke up from his meditation. This laughter could resound through the mountains, which was naturally the work of a cultivator. He didn't want to deal with cultivators, but what the cultivator said while laughing made him care.
Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pearl was born?
The term "Million-Spirits Blood Pearl" had been widely used in the Cultivation World for a long time. The earliest Million-Spirits Blood Pearl was born in the Untainted Land. It was condensed by powerful figures at the Ancestral Sorcerer Level by refining the blood of tens of thousands of spiritual creatures. Later, people continued to imitate it according to the legends, and the finished products were all kinds of strange. They were all called Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pearl, but their effects were very different. The more effective ones were close to the power of immortal treasures, while the less effective ones were just touching the edge of magic treasures.
However, no matter what the grade was, this Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pearl was mostly an evil thing — something that needed to be refined with the blood of living beings was not necessarily an evil thing. However, in today's Immortal Cultivation environment, it was simply a joke to expect cultivators to collect the blood of living beings in a peaceful way. Nowadays, the Million-Spirits Blood Pearls circulating in the Cultivation World were basically not decent. But now, this laughter was filled with unbridled murderous intent. A bloody smell soared into the sky, reaching the top of the mountain. Wang Lu could naturally guess what had happened down there.
Tsk, at that time, he was distracted and inadvertently made a mistake. The Xudan Stage cultivator in Mt. Mang City was not a guardian at all, but a fierce evil cultivator! The reason why he came to Laoshan City was to refine the Million-Spirits Blood Pearl with the lives of thousands of mortals in the city!
"… Damn it, I can't even find a secluded place to cultivate?! Why is the sky so blue! "
With Wang Lu's current mood, he didn't really care about the tragedy at the foot of Pyrolyte Mountain. The so-called principle of immortals and mortals walking different paths had long been imprinted on him, the Enlightened King Pill. Nine Regions was so big, and there were hundreds of millions of mortals. Killing and torture happened all the time. Even if he had great ability, it was impossible for him to take care of them all. Moreover, the things that happened here would be dealt with by the Wanxian League. As an outsider, there was no need for him to intervene.
However, the evil cultivator in Mt. Mang City had made such a big move this time, especially when he openly revealed the name of the Million-Spirits Blood Pearl, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know that he was courting death … So, it wouldn't be long before the commissioner of the local sect came. They might not be able to stop the evil cultivator who refined the blood pearl in time, but when they came, Wang Lu wouldn't be able to stay on the top of Pyrolyte Mountain anymore … Even more pessimistically, the traces he left on the top of the mountain might be discovered, and then his whereabouts would be exposed. In less than three days, he would be dragged back to the mountain by an old woman who lacked moral integrity for more than one hundred years to bow to the heaven and earth and get married. They would have sex every day and night, so that they could give birth to a noble son early, and the mother would become noble because of her son …
Thinking of this, Wang Lu's whole body trembled, and he quickly began to clean up the traces. However, for cultivators who were good at divination and above, it was difficult to clean up the traces, so he just did his best.
At the same time, he directly used his primordial spirit to sweep down, intending to leave a mark on the evil cultivator. That guy had ruined his plan, so he wouldn't let it go so easily. If he didn't beat the sh * t out of him, he wouldn't be able to think clearly. As a result, when his primordial spirit swept down, he saw something unexpected.
Mt. Mang City had now been massacred by the evil cultivator. Broken tiles and ruins were everywhere, and the fire was soaring to the sky. At the door of an inn next to the former main road of Mt. Mang City. A man who was about forty or fifty years old fell to the ground with his head tilted. There was a huge hole in his chest, and the blood had already coagulated. His heart in his chest was cruelly pulled out and thrown aside.
The man's hands fell to the ground, and a few silver ingots reflected the fire in his palms, looking gloomy.
"… How come it's you?!"
That man was the coachman who sent him to Mt. Mang City five days ago. Unexpectedly, he stayed in a remote place like Mt. Mang City for five days and got into a big trouble!
Wang Lu sighed secretly. He and this coachman were fated. The conversation in the carriage couldn't be said to be enlightening, but it slightly relieved his worries. Therefore, that day, he gave the coachman silver ingots and spirit stones to end this fate.
In the end … it seemed that the coachman suddenly got a huge sum of money and began to forget himself. He went out alone and made a fortune, so it was normal for him to want to do something in this small city. However, the result was …
Thinking of this, Wang Lu was not in a hurry to clean up the traces. He jumped down from the top of the mountain. His escape technique was mediocre, and the blessings of Mother Earth, Ouyang Shang in his previous life, were not brought to this life. However, he was the first disciple of the Five Uniques, and his attainments in immortal spells were not bad. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the dead coachman in Mt. Mang City.
Wang Lu lit a fire in his hand and was ready to reincarnate for the coachman. However, when he saw the silver ingots in the coachman's hand, he suddenly thought of something.
Where did the spirit stones that were given to him that day go? Although the spirit stones were not rare treasures, they were also valuable in the mortal world. Could it be that he could not wait to get rid of the spirit stones? No, those ingots of silver were not small change. If he wanted to live freely in the city, one ingot was more than enough. The coachman was also a man with a family and a career, so he would not do things recklessly like young people …
Thinking of this, Wang Lu simply used the Soul Summoning Skill to collect some of the remnants of the coachman's soul — the main soul had been refined into the Million-Spirits Blood Pearl. Although the remnant soul was incomplete, it happened to remember some images of the last few days before his death. Wang Lu restored it with magic.
"Haha, Tian Laosan, how come I see you again today? This Black Pine House is a first-class restaurant in Mt. Mang City, but you come here every day these days. Are you trying to murder me for money? "
In the restaurant, a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes greeted him with a slight smile.
Tian Laosan laughed and scolded, "Bah! You're the one trying to murder me for money. I'm so lucky that I met a benefactor! "
"You, Tian Laosan, can also meet a benefactor?!"
"Humph, believe it or not, you will be envious in a few days. Waiter, bring the dishes from yesterday to the table again!"
—
In the Pink House, they were leaning against each other, beautiful and charming.
"Master Tian, I heard from my sisters that you've made a fortune recently."
Tian Laosan, who was already drunk, laughed and said, "Humph, a fortune? I don't care about making a fortune anymore! I've been having a good time in the city these days, spending all my private money. Because this time, I'm so lucky and met an immortal fate. "
The girls looked at him curiously. "Immortal fate?"
Tian Laosan couldn't keep it a secret, and he knew that the girls in the Drunken Immortal House loved these strange stories. He took out the silver ingots and spirit stones to show off. "I met an immortal, hahaha!"
However, the next moment, the door opened, and a gust of chilly wind blew in.
Riding the chilly wind, a young man broke into the room. He was wearing a black robe with hundreds of red dots printed on it. He stared at the spirit stones in Tian Laosan's hand and asked coldly, "An immortal?"
Tian Laosan was stunned and then became furious. "You, who are you?! Who let you in? Get out! "
The young man said coldly, "I'll ask you again. You said you met an immortal … Is it an immortal like me?"
The next moment, the black robe moved, and a red dot flew out and turned into a bloody skeleton in the air. It bit off half of a girl's body! Blood and intestines flowed all over the ground.
Tian Laosan was scared out of his wits. "Ah, please spare me, please spare me!"
The young man ignored him and grabbed the spirit stones. He played with them in his hand and frowned. Then, his eyes became ferocious.
"It's really the spirit stones of the Wanxian League … You've chased me all the way here and won't stop. Fine, since you're so aggressive, don't blame me for being desperate. Million-Spirits Blood Pearl, rise! "
— —
Then, the image could no longer be read.
Wang Lu dispersed the remnant soul and sighed. This Tian Laosan was really unlucky to encounter this kind of misfortune.
The young man in the black robe was most likely a cultivator who was being chased and ran to Mt. Mang City to hide and wait for an opportunity to heal. Mt. Mang was a place where the Reiki of Heaven and Earth was exhausted, and almost no cultivators came here. It was even more difficult for the pursuers to expect an injured person to hide in a place lacking Reiki, so he chose a good place.
However, after Tian Laosan entered the city with his adventure, because he couldn't control his mouth, the news of the immortal fate gradually spread, which shocked the evil cultivator who fled here.
No cultivators had come to Mt. Mang City for many years. Not long after he was chased here, another person came. It was hard to believe that this was a coincidence. However, mortals were so ignorant that they might not have really met a cultivator. Maybe they were just dreaming after drinking too much. So, he secretly watched Tian Laosan. In his drunken stupor, he took out a few high-quality round spirit stones! Then, in desperation, Mt. Mang City was destroyed.
Wang Lu shook his head. Tian Laosan died unjustly, and so did all the people in the city. The evil cultivator didn't want to do that at first, but he was stimulated. And the source of the stimulation was none other than …
Of course, Wang Lu was not a saint. Although this disaster was caused by him, he had no responsibility at all. But if he just left like this …
"Well, I'll waste a little time to get rid of the evil for the people."
At this point, Wang Lu no longer concealed his aura. A sharp Sword Qi soared into the sky, directly breaking the bloody sky that covered the whole city.
"Who is it?!"
The blood curtain of the Million-Spirits Blood Pearl was broken, and the evil cultivator trembled violently, horrified.
Wang Lu replied coldly, "An immortal."
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