Half a year later, in front of Zhenling Palace.
A huge flying boat landed steadily on the square in front of the palace.
Compared with the common flying boats in the Southern Barbarians, this flying boat is significantly larger. However, the mini version of the one in Changchun Valley is slightly smaller, but it is still more than 180 feet long. The stern tower is like a huge palace, with carved beams and painted buildings, cornices and brackets. Everywhere is gorgeously and exquisitely decorated.
If the Nanman's flying boat pays attention to its use, then it is a complete luxury product, which seems to indicate the huge gap between the concepts of the Nanman and the Middle-earth.
On both sides of the ship, there were huge flags hanging down, embroidered with emblems similar to those of the Zhenling Sect.
The difference between the two is that the Zhenling Sect's four spirits are unified into one fusion style, representing the four major inheritances, while the Xianling Sect's four spirits are transformed into saints and merged into one fairy spirit.
The latter is the emblem of the Immortal Spirit Sect.
At this moment, Lu Zhong was joining Shui Ni to welcome the visitors from the Xianling Sect.
After a while, the flying boat was parked.
A platform stretched out from the side of the ship and soon unfolded into a staircase.
A huge team came out from inside.
At the head are two teams of Qingyou, who are responsible for clearing the way in front. All of them are in the foundation-building stage. Each holds a platinum flag in their hands with the emblem of the Immortal Spirit Sect embroidered on it.
Then there was a group of uniformly dressed Jindan Daoist people. There were twelve people in total, twice as many as the Zhenling Sect's Danjie elders. Although each one of them was looking ahead, they were obviously using it. From the corner of his eyes, he looked at everything around him vaguely.
When the twelve Immortal Spirit Sect members were standing still and the fairy drums were playing, a rich female cultivator in gorgeous palace clothes appeared. Accompanied by a young man with a jade crown, she walked slowly Exit the flying boat hatch.
When she saw Shui Ni greeting her in front of the hall, the female cultivator showed a kind smile.
Looking at this woman's appearance, Lu Zhong found that she was somewhat similar to Shui Ni. When the two came together to talk, he realized that the person sent by the Xianling Sect this time was actually related to Shui Ni. His maternal great-grandmother, Zhenjun Fengmiao of the Xuanfeng lineage of the Xianling Sect.
Judging from her aura that was several times stronger than Shui Ni, she was obviously a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Although I am far away in China, I often hear about the deeds of my Taoist friends. I never thought that my Taoist friends in Nanman could create such a great foundation on their own. If Rui'er is still here, I'm afraid I will be very relieved... Hahaha, let's not talk about these old sesame things. This time the sect sent people to come to Nanman, I was the first to agree! I hope we can take care of us during the next trip to the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches." Zhenjun Fengmiao smiled said.
With that said, she turned to look at Lu Zhong.
He looked at Shui Ni again, and after noticing her strange expression, he seemed to understand something.
"This is your apprentice Lu Zhong, right? He is indeed a talented person, and his cultivation has reached the realm of false infants. He is almost the same as my eldest disciple Feng Huanyu... If not, let him compete with my apprentice. How about adding some fun to this wonderful day?"
Shui Ni's complexion changed slightly when he heard this.
He didn't even look at the jade-faced young man.
He refused directly.
Whether this is a show of force or a deliberate test. Even if she felt in her heart that Lu Zhong would have a higher chance of winning, she didn't intend to let the two of them compete.
"I'm afraid I will disappoint fellow Daoist Feng. My disciple has just broken through and needs to stabilize his cultivation, so now is not the right time to discuss."
"That, that's really a pity..." Feng Miaodan smiled.
Then she never mentioned the matter and was accompanied by Shui Ni into the True Spirit Palace.
In order to welcome the visitors from the Xianling Sect, Shui Ni specially prepared a banquet of delicacies to welcome the Lord Fengmiao. After giving the order, the maids came up with the dishes in their hands like running water.
During the process, the two of them couldn't help but talk about the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches.
Thanks to the help of the Guimiao Immortal Sect, the progress of the thirteen traction towers was greatly accelerated, so that it took less than twenty years to nearly complete them. Once the most important traction tower is completed, it won't take long for the Xuandu Heavenly Secret Array to be set up.
At that time, they will be officially led down to the Ten Thousand Witches Palace.
Feng Miao and his party came here for the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches.
Next, the chat continued.
Most of them were records about the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches. Lu Zhong stood aside and listened carefully. At this time, he noticed a line of sight full of cryptic vision coming towards him. It was the great disciple of Zhenjun Feng Miao. From the moment he got off the boat, this person had been He had been sizing him up secretly.
It felt like measuring the strength of an opponent.
"opponent……"
Lu Zhong chewed this word over and over, and he seemed to understand a little bit why Zhenjun Feng Miao asked him to compete with Feng Huanyu just now. He was afraid that he had encountered another bloody plot.
Love rival?
Oh, you are not worthy yet!
Lu Zhong was too lazy to pay attention to Feng Huanyu.
Unexpectedly, this move made the other party feel slighted.
Feng Huanyu, who was born in a family of immortal cultivators and is the true successor of Yuanying, has always thought highly of himself. How could he tolerate Lu Zhong looking down on him like this.
You must know that in his eyes, the Southern Barbarians are a barbaric and foreign land.
Although he had the same cultivation level as himself, Feng Huanyu believed that he, who was born in Middle-earth and received the same resources and training as a disciple of the Immortal Sect, would definitely have an overwhelming advantage in strength.
In a real fight, Lu Zhong can be defeated in less than ten rounds.
Just when Feng Huanyu was holding back and didn't know how to react, a maid who came up to pour the wine failed to control her strength, causing the hops in the cup to stir a little.
In Middle-earth, this is a big mistake that can cost your life!
Feng Huanyu did not dare to provoke a conflict with Lu Zhong without the order of his master, but he still had the courage to vent his anger on a maid.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Be bold!"
Without thinking, a spiritual finger popped out.
This spirit is named "Soul-Destroying Snap Finger", which is specially designed to kill the souls of monks. It can be used at banquets to avoid scenes of blood and flesh splattering.
A set of movements flows smoothly, just like at home.
However, he never thought that the spirit finger would be intercepted by a small green dragon, and he would bite it into pieces and swallow it. After finishing the soul-destroying finger, he would shake his head and tail and return it to Lu Zhong's hand, turning it into a rod again. A small cyan flag covered with mysterious patterns.
"I'm a guest from afar. The maid made a mistake. How can I trouble Taoist Feng to take action?" Lu Zhong didn't even look at Feng Huanyu's expression, and ignored his face changing back and forth. He turned to look at the pale maid and waved his hand. He said: "Go down and go to the General Affairs Hall to receive your punishment."
Then, he bowed to Shui Ni and said, "This disciple overstepped his authority, please forgive me, Master!"
How could Shui Ni blame anything? On the contrary, she felt grateful that it was too late, otherwise Feng Huanyu would have killed someone in public. The person who was really embarrassed was actually her, the ancestor of the Zhenling Sect.
He was punished with a glass of wine and the matter was immediately revealed.
Next to Zhenjun Fengmiao, it was as if nothing had happened.
During this period, several more rounds of drinks were added, and all kinds of spiritual food were changed several times. It was not until late at night that the feast finally came to an end.
…
In the sleeping palace.
Shui Ni let out a long breath.
Looking at Lu Zhong, she patted her chest and said, "If you hadn't been here today, I would have been really embarrassed as a teacher. I don't know how much trouble this would cause in the future."
"Disciple..." Lu Zhong spoke, but was interrupted by Shui Ni. She chuckled and said, "In private from now on, you and I should not refer to each other as master and disciple. Let's just refer to you and me."
Then, Shui Ni pulled out the hairpin and let the black hair hang down like a waterfall, reminding: "This time you have hated Feng Huanyu. Although he did not dare to directly initiate a conflict, he might instruct the Xianling Sect to form a pill to take action. According to my master's understanding of this person, this is very likely to happen... So, when you go back later, be careful! If you really run into trouble, don't worry about anything, just kill him. "
"Yeah." Lu Zhong replied.
Then the two of them talked about the Temple of Ten Thousand Witches.
Seeing that the traction tower is about to be completed, the battle between the Daomen side and Changchun Valley seems to be to determine the final winner. It has also reached a feverish stage. The two sides are fighting in the Burial Snowfield on the border of Yanzhen Sect and Changchun Valley every day. Hundreds of monks were killed or injured.
According to Shui Ni, this is just a proxy war started by Qingxu Guan and Yongsheng Palace behind the two parties in order to determine the right to speak of Wanwu Palace.
In other words, the monks killed and wounded on both sides were meaningless.
"Fortunately we are in the third party camp..." Lu Zhongmo said.
However, the Fairy Spirit Sect, which dominates the third party camp, seems not to take the True Spirit Sect seriously, and still maintains the arrogance of the Middle Earth. Otherwise, the scene at the Jie Feng Xi Chen Banquet today would not have happened.
Just as I was thinking about it, I already had a delicate body in my arms.
He stopped thinking about it.
…
The next day.
Lu Zhong said goodbye to Shui Ni and prepared to return to Bihai Sect.
When flying more than a thousand miles.
Suddenly, a starlight emerged from him.
However, someone was trying to deduce the secret of heaven and wanted to use it to locate Lu Zhong's position. However, they were blocked by the magical power of "moving stars and changing fights", resulting in a failure and backlash.
With a chuckle, Lu Zhong continued to fly forward.
At the same time, there was a platform on the top of a mountain outside Zhenling Sect.
After Feng Huanyu saw his subordinates deducing the secret, he suddenly started to vomit blood. He didn't know that this was the backlash of his failed derivation, and his face became even more gloomy.
"The power of magical powers? Impossible. Even if he has formed the Flying Star Golden Pill, he will never be able to obtain the magical power of moving stars without the assistance of the secret medicine. Even someone as noble as me would not have the chance to obtain the secret medicine. . Then...it can only be a spiritual object that conceals the secret of heaven."
Thinking of this, he kicked his men away.
"Trash, even barbarian creations can block you!"
Feng Huanyu vented for a while before returning to Zhenling Sect unwillingly.
…
On the way, Lu Zhong went to the small valley.
Over the past many years, many changes have taken place here. The sea of flowers all over the mountain has withered and bloomed one after another, and even the thatched cottage has been repaired countless times.
After staying there for three days, I turned around and came to Changchun Fairy City.
Affected by the war, Changchun Street was a lot deserted.
At the entrances of major auction houses, there were not many Jindan Masters driving their cars. Most of the people coming in and out were foundation-building Qi Refining monks. It seems that the Masters were working hard on the front lines and had no time to participate in the auctions in the city.
Thanks to this, Lu Zhong's shopping process went smoothly with almost no competitors. Not only did he buy a large number of elixirs, but he also took several ingots of silver and iron essence.
Just as he walked out of the auction house and was about to leave the city.
There were people waiting outside.
It is Master Yuhong who is responsible for the sect leader of Changchun Valley.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Lu has broken through to the fake infant state. Maybe it won't be long before I have to call you 'senior', right?" Yu Hong said with a smile.
To be honest, she was extremely shocked when she saw Lu Zhong in the fake infant state.
I couldn't help but secretly wonder what kind of adventure this man had gotten that enabled him to make such a rapid improvement in his cultivation in such a short period of time.
"I accept your good words!" Lu Zhong smiled and held up his hands, but in fact he had no emotion in his heart, and said calmly: "I wonder why my friend came here this time?"
"I came here under the orders of my master..."
Yuhong explained his intention, but he wanted to include all the spiritual objects produced by Bihai Sect, whether it was the most basic spiritual rice, the talisman grass used to make talisman paper, or the finished elixirs and magic weapons. , cassocks, are all willing to purchase them at a 10% premium to the market price.
"Are you trying to prepare for the decisive battle?" Lu Zhong thought to himself.
However, he was not prepared to agree to Changchun Valley's request, not only because of personal hatred, but also to ensure the resource supply of the Western Alliance. According to the results of the avatar's feedback, the Western Alliance has developed a quite primitive spiritual energy conversion technology. Although the process is extremely inefficient and full of uncertainties, it is indeed possible to convert scarlet spiritual energy into fairy spiritual energy without any spiritual assistance.
It can be said that this is the real spiritual energy transformation technology.
In order to make them practical quickly, Lu Zhong also went to great lengths and directly doubled the supply of spiritual rice. Other resources were also provided without measurement. What he wanted was to make the spiritual energy transformation technology practical as soon as possible, so as to benefit himself in the future. The Nascent Soul cultivation provides assistance.
Otherwise, there will be no elixir available in the Nascent Soul stage.
At that time, you will either have to stay in the early stage of Nascent Soul for the rest of your life, or you will have no choice but to go to unexplored places in this world and fight with fourth-level monsters in order to obtain the fourth-level elixir that has not yet been discovered.
Compared with the risks of going out to explore, the risks of funding the Western Alliance will undoubtedly be much smaller.
Moreover, Lu Zhong was not completely unprepared for the Western Alliance.
After breaking through to the false infant realm, the number of incarnations increased to ten, so as soon as he came out of seclusion, he prepared a body-snatching incarnation and waited for an opportunity to send it to the Western Alliance.
From now on, like other incarnations, he will stay in the Western Alliance as a thorn.
For no other reason than to master the progress of spiritual energy transformation technology and prevent the other party from using small tricks.
Thoughts flashed through my mind, but in reality they only lasted in the blink of an eye.
Lu Zhong looked directly at Yu Hong, cupped his hands and smiled and said: "It's unfortunate that the master has already decided on all the spiritual rice and spiritual honey. Please forgive me for not being able to meet Taoist Fellow Taoist's requirements. As for other aspects, follow the Taoist Fellow's requirements." It is not impossible to give the conditions and sell them all to your sect."
Hearing this, Yuhong didn't appear sullen or angry, but her actual mood was filled with rage.
The main purpose of her visit this time was for the spiritual rice and spiritual honey produced by Bihai Sect. The former is the best daily source of spiritual energy supplement for the monk army, and the latter is the best spiritual object used as a reward for meritorious service. And it is also very popular among monks from various families.
Now, neither thing is available.
Tell her how not to be angry!
Even so, it can only maintain superficial harmony.
After all, Bihai Sect's other supplies are also needed by Changchun Valley and are an extremely important source of supplements. The most important thing is that those spiritual objects must not fall to the Taoist side.
After making a verbal agreement, Yuhong suppressed the anger in her heart and said goodbye.
Looking at her figure, Lu Zhong couldn't guess the woman's emotions, but he just smiled indifferently. Several thoughts emerged in his mind, but they were quickly extinguished.
After leaving the city, it turned into a rainbow light and embarked on the return journey.
