Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

Immediately after Lu Ping left, several monks followed to the front of the cave mansion. They looked at the cave mansion, which had obviously been searched, and everyone looked at each other.

After a while, a cultivator hesitated and said: "If you didn't read it wrong just now, this should be a cave mansion of the real forging pill, right?"

Everyone was silent for a while, and a monk said, "It seems so!"

Another monk said: "This is not far from Feiling Peak Mountain Stream, is it the one from the True Spirit School?"

The monk who had spoken for the first time nodded and said, "It should be him, and there may be other people from the True Spirit School. If he is alone, it would be too ridiculous."

Everyone finally found a reasonable explanation, and the unwilling people then went to the Dongfu to take a look, and as expected they harvested some spiritual grass material. Lu Ping searched too hastily, and he was unwilling to make himself exclusive to the Forge Pill Dongfu. Let others know about the things, just take away the eye-catching things inside, some scattered spirit grass, spirit pills, spirit materials, middle and low-level magic artifacts, Lu Ping can't take care of it.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Lu Ping found two more spiritual grass gardens, and both the area and the quality of the spiritual grasses of the two spiritual grass gardens belonged to the upper level. Lu Ping collected a total of 500 500-year-old spirit grasses and 40 thousand-year-old spirit grasses. grass.

At this time, Lu Ping was getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain. The battle on the top of the mountain had already rang into one. There were still a lot of sounds of spells and magical weapons attacking the formation. Obviously, the monks had made important discoveries on the top of the mountain. There was a scramble between each other, and Lu Ping would naturally not miss it.

When Lu Ping reached the top of the mountain, the first thing he noticed was not the fight between the monks, but a kind of heroic aura on the top of Fei Ling Peak.

The entire top of the mountain is no longer the top of the mountain, but a world of thousands of square meters, uneven and dusty. This is the main battlefield of many ancestors in the Fa-Phase Period. The entire Fei Ling Peak was shattered by a forceful spell by one third. The height of, resulting in the current appearance, is also the biggest reason why Fei Lingfeng's spiritual veins were beaten to large-scale spiritual veins.

The capping at this time had already become the battlefield of the monks' battle, the flying dust would cover the eyes thick and thick, the convenience of ten meters away was blurred, and the surrounding scenes could only be judged by the divine sense.

Lu Ping spread out his divine consciousness, and every move of the sixty-square-meter square was completely manifested in Lu Ping's mind. A few hundred meters away in front of him, there seemed to be a rainbow of light looming in the hidden dust.

The creek on Feiling Peak originated on this peak. Lu Ping walked along the creek towards the center of the peak. The horizons on both sides of the creek were fairly good. Lu Ping gradually realized that the aura in the creek was also gradually enriched. When he got up, it seemed that he was already close to the main vein of this legendary large spiritual vein.

In the dusty, magical artifacts attacked from both sides of the river bank from time to time, and they were violently blocked by Lu Ping with flying wings and double swords. Now is not the time to retain his strength. When the enemy's situation is unknown, Lu Pingji Prone to siege.

Fortunately, when Lu Ping’s upper-level flying swords broke the formation under the Feiling Peak, they left a deep impression on people. When the monks attacked by the imperial emissaries saw this pair of gorgeous flying swords, they suddenly died down. .

Lu Ping advanced hundreds of meters again. This time there was no blind monk to provoke him, but Lu Ping still noticed through his divine sense that there were two groups of monks in the faintly on both sides of the strait who gathered together with him in the direction he was advancing. There were five on each side. To look like seven people,

It seemed that he was still worried about, Lu Ping gave a wry smile, but fortunately, the monks on both sides didn't know that his spiritual consciousness had already discovered them.

In this case, the only way to do this is to start first.

Lu Ping stretched out his left hand, and the "landslide" flew out from the ring on the ring finger of his left hand. Now that he had a storage ring with a larger capacity and more convenient, Lu Ping would naturally not use a storage bag anymore, instead, he will be on Feiling Island this time. All spiritual grass, spiritual minerals, spiritual materials, and unused artifacts, etc. are put in the storage bag after finishing, and Lu Ping needs for his own practice, daily use and precious items in his own storage. In the ring, carry it with you.

"Landslide" whizzed out, facing the six people on the left bank of the river with the momentum of Mount Tai's top pressure, everyone suddenly exclaimed: "Where did the magical artifact come from!"

"It's a top-grade magic weapon!"

"Who is it, who is plotting against Lao Tzu?"

Lu Ping didn't care about this. At the same time as the "landslide" was suppressed, the Flying Wing Sword was already cut out.

When the six people on the river bank on the left worked hard to resist the "landslide", the two swords of the male and the male had already slashed over, and the six suddenly shouted: "It's the kid of the True Spirit faction!"

"Do you dare to beat six?"

"Oh, my arm, help!"

"Spare me, ah—"

In a blink of an eye, three of the six people on the river bank lost their vitality in Lu Ping's spiritual consciousness, one lost his arm, and two escaped after being seriously injured by the "landslide."

The number of monks gathered on the right side of the river bank had reached five people. He obviously hesitated when he heard the curses on the other side of the river, but he didn't know what someone had said, and shouted, and five magical instruments flew towards Lu.

Lu Ping used two upper-level magical instruments in one breath, which had already occupied most of his spiritual knowledge. Fortunately, before Lu Ping started his hands, he discovered through his spiritual knowledge that four of the six people on the left side of the river bank were monks of the Xuanling faction. That's why they faced their opponents first, and only two of the five people on the right bank of the river were monks from Haiyanmen and Shisha Pavilion, and the rest were monks from other sects, and their strength was weaker.

Lu Ping threw out five water shield talisman in one breath and blocked the five magical artifacts. The two upper-level magical artifacts have been returned. After the "landslide" has been collected, the flying wing sword has been killed.

The five monks on the right suddenly realized something was wrong, and turned around to flee. Lu Ping hurriedly chased after him with a flying sword, and only beheaded one monk from the hookah pavilion.

Lu Ping walked towards the left bank, took the three storage bags on the ground in his hands, and when he returned to the right bank of the river, Dabao had already returned with the storage bag of the monk from the hookah pavilion.

The spiritual grass in the four storage bags is obviously much more than the harvest on the spiritual medicine mountain. There are more than 2,400 spiritual grasses in only 500 years, and there are 23 thousand-year-old spiritual grasses. The spiritual stone is now. It looked a little inconspicuous, there were only ten thousand spirit stones, and Lu Ping was too lazy to count the pills and other sundries.

Lu Ping continued straight up along the river bank. This time there were no blind monks who came to Lu Ping's troubles. Finally, when he was about to reach the source of the stream, Lu Ping saw clearly that the colorful rainbow light that he had discovered before was a big formation of the cave mansion. .

It is also a cave house of the real forging pill. It seems that the methods used by the Faxiang ancestors to scrape were not very good.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in front of him: "Is it Junior Brother Lu?"

Lu Ping recognized Wei Ziheng's voice at this time, so he said, "It's the little brother." He said, walking over and asked: "Brother, how is the situation."

Wei Ziheng said: "There are joys and worries."

Lu Ping hurriedly asked the reason. Wei Ziheng explained: "The good news is that because the younger brother was so loud, our true spirits entered Feiling Mountain ahead of schedule, and won more than 30 spiritual grass gardens and a few monks' caves, and then many monks. After coming in, we also participated in it, and the gains were considerable; the worry is that the monks of the Profound Spirit and the monks of the Haiyanmen and the Shisha Pavilion unanimously began to join forces. *In the True Spirit, several brothers were affected by them. Instigated, the greedy monks joined forces to besieged, and now we only have 30 people left, and the Xuanling faction actually has seven more people than us."

Lu Ping thought for a while and said, "Now they are only three and a half more than us. I encountered a few short-eyed people on the road. I was attacked by my junior brother, killed three, and maimed one."

Wei Ziheng and the monk behind him excitedly said, "Good job, good means."

Naturally, Lu Ping would not reveal his own strengths and counts. He just said that he was a sneak attack, but this was still admired by everyone.

Wei Ziheng asked about Lu Ping’s harvest. Lu Ping only said that he had collected a few spiritual grass gardens by himself. Although Wei Ziheng’s face was a little disappointed, he still said, "That’s not bad, but the younger brother is unique all the way. I’ll wait to spread out. , And only collected one or two spiritual grass gardens and was caught up by other schools. The harvest of spiritual grass is not as good as the junior brother."

Lu Ping only emphasized the spirit grass when he heard him, so he asked, "Does the seniors have other gains?"

Su Zipeng on the side "hehe" smiled and said: "This time we also obtained a cave mansion for the early monks of Alchemy Alchemy alone, and we also participated in the defeat of two cave monasteries of real Alchemy cultivators with monks from other sects. UU reading www.uukanshu.com among them One is still a middle-stage cultivator."

Lu Ping asked strangely: "How did the senior know whether the master of Dongfu was in the early stage or the middle stage?"

Su Zipeng said in surprise: "Junior Brother didn’t know that if the guardian formation of this cave is three-color, it is the cave of the monks in the early days of the alchemy; if it is colorful, it will naturally be in the middle stage; if it is colorful, like this one in front of you, it will be the latter ."

Lu Ping looked at the colorful cave mansion in front of him, his heart moved, and asked Wei Ziheng: "Then the cave mansion we found at Xianglu Peak belonged to the middle-term monks?"

Wei Ziheng nodded and said yes, Lu Ping already knew that the cave that he had used twice on the road and smashed it with a "landslide" was a cave of the early monks of the three-color forging alchemy.

Wei Ziheng said again: "This time the opening of Fei Ling Island is better than before. In the past, when Fei Ling Island was opened, at most three or five Dao Pill monks' caves were unearthed. But this time, only the Dao Pill monk's caves are Seven caves have been opened, and this does not include the unique and unknown Daodan monks’ caves. Three of these seven caves were discovered by the Xuanling School, Haiyan and Shisha, and there is also a mid-term cave. I want to come. The gains are not small, and now we can see the gains of this late cave."

Many cultivators had gathered around, and the fighting gradually subsided. Everyone focused on this late Daodan cave mansion. At this time, there was only less than a day left before Feiling Island was closed.

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