Zhan Wuji immediately remembered that when he formed the elixir, Si Hong Qingyan, the wife of the sect leader, was his cauldron.
When she broke through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, she got a woman named Suzhen Tianji and a woman named Yan Minghua.
Later, when he broke through to the stage of becoming a god, he got Wenren Lingze, a great elder at the level of Hedao.
Returning to the realm of virtual reality, he gave her the ancestors of the Su family and regarded her as a strong person in Hedao.
And in the stage of overcoming the tribulation, one can also get a "Kong Meng", that is, Su Zhen Ancestor whose cultivation has reached the realm of Dacheng.
Now that he is a monk in the Mahayana realm, we want to give him a real immortal!
The alchemy furnace provided by this system is even higher than his cultivation level!
As for the road to immortality, there are not so many restrictions. As long as you have enough qualifications and a sufficient foundation, you can enter it.
Among them are Shen Yinchen, Chen Jingmeng, Zhao Juanjuan, and Lin Hanyan.
To be his cauldron, isn't it better to be his dual cultivation partner?
What kind of stupidity is this?
An idea flashed in Zhan Wuji's mind, and he suddenly realized something. According to the system, dual cultivation is used to be a partner, and the cauldron is used to take off one's body.
If you are just practicing, you don't really care about the other person's cultivation level.
Unless the difference in cultivation between the two is not very big.
As for the furnace cauldron, it must withstand his ravages!
Because his foundation was so solid, when he chose the alchemy furnace, his cultivation level was much higher than others.
At this moment, Zhan Wuji, who was controlled by the system, had walked into a ghost forest.
In the woods, there are towering trees everywhere with no leaves. Skeletons are piled up near the trunks, and the branches are covered with black fruits.
Each piece of fruit is the head of a human woman, with distinct facial features.
One after another, the Nether Fairies carried baskets made of black branches, shuttled through the forest, and picked black fruits one by one.
Zhan Wuji took a step forward, and the sleeping power of "Mo Lilan" who was following him immediately began to spread around.
I saw those Netherworld fairies falling to the ground silently.
Zhan Wuji once again opened the advanced soul-nurturing bag, stretched out his hand, and put a Netherworld female "origin" into the storage bag.
Ling Chen walked forward, followed closely by "Mo Gui" and "Misfortune".
It didn't take long for the two of them to walk out of the woods and into a dark alley.
Wherever they passed, the Netherworld fairies fell to the ground one after another, like harvested rice seedlings.
In the blink of an eye, this already silent city became even more silent.
Drowsiness, like a tide, radiated from Zhan Wuji and swept through the whole city.
As female monks continued to die, a monk of the Mingxian level was also picked up and put into the soul nourishing bag.
With the power of the fallen immortal, there is naturally no obstacle.
Especially, in that huge city, there are female fairies everywhere.
There were three people and one ghost, but not even a male ghost was seen.
Not long after, a majestic manor appeared in front of them.
The house stood quietly, with a black plaque hanging at the door with large golden characters written on it. Obviously, this was the City Lord's Mansion!
There was a huge shadow over the manor, and the branches were covered with dense fruits. In the haze, nothing could be seen, and all one could feel was a boundless hatred, looking down from above.
In front of the gate, there were many spears, and the Netherworld fairies were holding weapons and were waiting to block the gate.
Behind the gate, with mist lingering, the fairy with her hair in a bun, who came to pay homage to the city lord, had just walked out of the city lord's mansion.
As soon as they entered the door, they saw three humans with buns and a few guards. Before they could recover, they fell to the ground and snored.
Zhan Wuji collected the contents of the soul-nurturing bag one by one and placed them among the female fairies in front of him.
After saying that, he walked towards the city lord's mansion.
Followed closely by "Mo Rose" and "Misfortune".
Walk through the tall wall, pass through a courtyard, and enter a winding corridor. This corridor is built in the garden. Rockery stones made of bones are gurgling with blood and nourishing the dark vegetation on the shore.
Most of these plants are gray and black, but the branches are full of colorful flowers, which are so delicate and delicate that they look like blood flowing on the neck, which looks a bit weird.
"Human race!" A voice came from the void.
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from afar. It was two guards who were ordered to arrest those who broke into the city. Through the swaying trees, they saw Zhan Wuji and others.
They did not hesitate to take action.
However, the moment they took the first step, a vast wave of sleepiness, like a tsunami, overwhelmed them.
Clang!
The halberd hit the ground, and the two guards fainted immediately.
Zhan Wuji was also controlled by the system and used his soul to put it into his storage bag.
After saying that, he walked forward.
Not long after, the group arrived in front of a magnificent hall.
Outside the palace gate, there were dense guards, long spears, and a pair of dark eyes, like the sea. In the billowing smoke, the moon's face became terrifying.
The door is wide open, Danqi Cui Wei, one can see its vastness at a glance.
The pale bone curtain hangs quietly, and the figures behind the curtain are looming, giving people a deep feeling, like an ancient well, without any fluctuations, making people unable to see its depth, and can only feel that it is boundless.
There was silence all around, the aura of death surged, pairs of eyes as dark as stars, Cui Wei's sharp gaze, all looked at him with a cold meaning.
There seems to be an invisible pressure, like a big mountain, like a mountain!
Zhan Wuji looked at this scene and scolded the system ancestors in his heart. Although there were not many immortals in the soul-raising bag, there was still a long way to go to collect a hundred!
This needs to be sent out all the time!
Could the figure sitting on the throne behind the bone curtain be the Lord of the Underworld?
As soon as the thought flashed, the aura of "Mo Lilan" suddenly changed, and she fell into a deep sleep, but was soon submerged. It was obvious that the system was going to use the power of the fallen immortal again!
However, at this moment, Zhan Wuji's ears heard the cold and sweet voice of the Fallen Immortal again: "I don't care about your life or death, I care about your heart."
"You have the potential to become a Venerable!"
"In the future, you can come to me."
After saying these words, the mysterious power in "Mo Lilan's" body, as well as the endless chaos, evil, coldness, darkness, madness... all disappeared without a trace at this moment!
It was as if there was an invisible force forcefully pulling away his body.
The fallen immortal has left!
Even his consciousness was taken away!
Mo Lilan's aura suddenly dropped again and again, and even weakened all of a sudden!
