Fengshen Wendaoxing

Lu Chuan put a hand in front of Shen Gongbao's eyes.

Shen Gongbao took a look and exclaimed, "This...this is..."

After speaking, he hurriedly stopped talking, glanced left and right, and then whispered: "Is this the flame flag from the ground?"

Lu Chuan chuckled.

"This is your grand master's treasure, where did you get it?" Shen Gongbao whispered, with a nervous expression on his face.

Lu Chuan said with a smile: "It was borrowed. After the matter here is resolved, this treasure needs to be returned. Master, you take the bodyguard to avoid accidents. I will go first."

He called the Wing Fairy to leave together.

"Crazy!"

With a fierce cry, a golden-winged roc pierced through the clouds and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Lu Chuan originally wanted to ask Shang Longji to go to heaven together, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

For one thing, Long Ji was still in the body of a sinner, and could not go to heaven without being summoned by the heavenly court.

Second, even if he goes, he will be caught between him and the Heavenly Court. Now that the catastrophe is basically over, the key point is that he hasn't cooked the uncooked rice. What if he takes Longji up to the sky and won't let him down?

After comprehensive consideration, Lu Chuan decided to go to the meeting alone.

No, he also brought the Wing Fairy with him.

"Hey!"

On the way, Lu Chuan turned his palm behind Dapeng, took out the Qiankun bag and shook it out, a yellow light flew out and became the real Huanglong.

But at this moment, Huanglong's treatment is a bit miserable.

I saw that his body was tied up with a fairy rope, and there was a symbol that Lu Chuan worriedly pasted on his head so that his Yangshen could not come out of his body.

In this way, Huanglong couldn't use it even if he had the power to reach the sky, not to mention that he was injured by Kong Xuan and fell from the sky that day.

"you……"

After Huanglong was imprisoned for a long time, he saw the light of day again, and before he could catch his breath, he put on the smiling face that he hated the most at the moment.

He promised that if he could move now, the first thing he would do would be to punch this smiling face flat.

This kid's behavior is really bad!

That day when he was injured, black hands slapped his head with gold bricks so many times, until now his head is still buzzing.

"Daoist Huang Long, please forgive me for not entertaining you well these few days!" Lu Chuan said with a grin.

The corner of Huanglong's mouth twitched.

Forget it if you greet them with gold bricks.

He glanced around and saw that they were sitting on the back of a golden divine bird at the moment, and the surrounding clouds were falling quickly, so he couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "Where are you taking me?"

"If you don't go anywhere, just wander around if you have nothing to do."

Lu Chuan stared at him for a while, and suddenly smiled when Huang Long felt guilty, "Master Daoist, the catastrophe is over."

"What did you say?"

Daoist Huang Long was taken aback, a little in disbelief, this is too fast, isn't it?

Lu Chuan smiled: "Uncle Jiang has been preparing to become a god for the past two days, what do you think?"

Huanglong's expression became cloudy and uncertain.

"What are you going to do with me?" Finally Huang Long asked.

Lu Chuan stared at Huanglong and sighed, "It depends on the real person himself."

Kill it, it's definitely not good, if you don't kill it and let it go like this, you feel panicked and embarrassed, Master Lu is thinking about how not to suffer.

"What do you mean?" Huang Long asked puzzled.

Lu Chuan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "It's very simple, you see that the catastrophe is over now, we have no grievances in the past, and we have no hatred in the present, it seems that there is no conflict or contradiction, right, so I plan to let go Long walk."

"You kid has such a good heart?"

Daoist Huanglong looked contemptuous, and he knew that this kid was not a good person just by slapping him with a dozen black bricks.

"The real person is really straightforward, knowing that I don't do business at a loss."

Lu Chuan clapped his palms and said with a smile: "I don't bully honest people either. How about this, real people, how much do you think you are worth, and then bid to redeem you back."

"I set a price for myself, and then pay the price to buy myself back?" Huang Long was stunned for a moment.

Lu Chuan glanced at Huanglong up and down, and said contemptuously, "How much do you think you are worth, a real person?"

He still feels bad.

Huang Long is notoriously poor, he has no magic weapons, no apprentices, and no achievements. He only has a fairy sword and a crane mount with him.

Seriously, Mr. Lu doesn't like these things.

Now Huanglong is in trouble.

His little life must be priceless, nothing can compare to it, but he can't afford it if it's too expensive, and he can't afford it if he's too cheap...

"It's a real dilemma."

Huang Long smiled wryly in his heart, which also made his teeth itch with the philistine boyish face in front of him, wishing he could slap him away.

"Has the Taoist priest thought it out?"

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "By the way, I would like to remind you that if the Taoist priest's bid is too low, I have the right not to sell it."

Huanglong's teeth were itchy, and he cursed secretly in his heart, because he was planning to get away first without losing face, but this little fox caught him.

"Make a price!" Huang Long said angrily.

He felt very humiliated in his heart, that the dignified Shangxian was reduced to the level of discussing with others to sell himself.

It's so miserable.

Lu Chuan looked Huanglong up and down and appraised the price: "A divine dragon in the fairyland, dragon blood, dragon tendons, dragon bones, dragon meat, dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon balls, these are all priceless treasures, one catty is worth it... "

"you……"

As soon as Lu Chuan said it was like selling pigs, Master Huang Long became angry on the spot, his eyes seemed to be eating people.

Lu Chuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "After I become a real immortal, I want you to have three thousand years of immortal power, will the Taoist priest agree?"

True Qi can also be transferred to each other. Last time Yuan Hong gave the banshee a mana of sixty years.

Immortal power is more pure power than immortal qi, and the two are like the difference between gold and silver.

In addition to this voluntary gift of mana, there is another way to forcibly absorb it with some secret techniques.

For example, the method of double cultivation that the vixen used to absorb Tu Xingsun's true energy last time was this kind of secret technique, but it was still a gentle way.

He had seen it from ancient books, saying that there were some vicious secret arts among the ancient alien races, which were very domineering, and could forcibly absorb the mana power that others had cultivated hard for their own use.

Once the true energy is absorbed, it will be exhausted and the lamp will die, and that party must have grown in cultivation.

However, with the disappearance of the ancient alien race, such secret techniques were gradually lost.

Now if people use this kind of secret technique, no matter if they are monsters or demons, they will all arouse public anger and be besieged to death.

"Three thousand years of immortal power?"

Huang Long calmed down and groaned.

He has practiced for more than 100,000 years, but this cultivation base is not endlessly growing, once it reaches the bottleneck of the realm, the cultivation base will not increase any more.

According to common sense, it takes three thousand years for a true immortal in the Pure Yang Realm to become a Taiyi Shangxian, and it takes six thousand years for a Shangxian to become a Daluo Jinxian.

These practices are also a kind of accumulation, and in the end, it is only through thick accumulation that one can break through and succeed.

Of course, this is only based on the advanced level of ordinary immortals.

But there is still no shortage of talented people in this world who can ignore this common sense. The speed of their cultivation is jaw-dropping, and they can quickly catch up with old seniors like them.

Three thousand years of immortal power is only half of his cultivation base to him, and his foundation will not be shaken. If he loses it, he can practice again later.

It just takes a long time.

However, some elixir and fairy fruits can increase mana and greatly reduce the time he needs, such as flat peaches.

But once Lu Chuan becomes a real immortal, he will gain another three thousand years of immortal power...

It seems that Lu Chuan's ambition is not small, but this kind of acquired mana is a foreign object after all, and it is not as solid as the solid foundation he cultivated step by step.

It is easy to fail when breaking the boundary, and even be robbed and die.

"I promise you." Huang Long said.

Compared with Guang Chengzi's immediate fall, three thousand years of immortal power is considered excellent for him.

Huang Long thought in his heart.

If it can make Lu Chuan suffer a little bit when he breaks through, that's what he likes to see.

Lu Chuan smiled slightly: "Deal!"

He naturally knows what troubles other people's celestial powers have. After thinking about it, he knows that the mana produced by two different methods must be different.

To get it, you need to refine it into the purest fairy power, so that it can become your own power, but it is prone to problems of unstable foundation.

Cultivating immortals is like building a tall building, but this building needs one person to build layer by layer. It may take a long time, but I will definitely build the strongest one.

But if you want someone else's power, it's like someone helping you build it together. Maybe it's faster, but the hidden danger is definitely bigger.

Therefore, he does not use these immortal powers for himself, he still has great confidence in himself, after all, he is a man who is on par with Yang Jian!

As for these immortal powers, they can be given away, and secondly, there is no currency in heaven, and yellow and white things in the world cannot be used, which is too vulgar, so he wondered if he could use magic power as currency...

Otherwise, Heaven would be too boring.

"Master Dao, we have agreed on this."

Lu Chuan patted Huang Long on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Well, I'm still very polite to you. As long as you have three thousand years of immortal power, we will be friends in the future."

Huang Long rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

You're being polite, that's not the kindness he got in exchange for half of his morality.

After Lu Chuan finished speaking, he smiled and took off the talisman on his head with peace of mind, and put away the fairy rope. With the Winged Fairy around, he was not afraid of Huanglong's tricks.

Also, if Huanglong knew how to play tricks, he wouldn't have had such a bad time in Conferred Gods.

Huang Long glared at Lu Chuan.

But really honestly didn't do it.

After moving his body a bit, Huang Long said: "Then come and find me when you become a real immortal. By the way, do you know where my Taoist temple is?"

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "I don't know!"

Huang Long snorted, "Remember, boy, Pindao lives in Magu Cave on Erxian Mountain."

After speaking, it turned into a rainbow and flew away.

"Really...to be honest..."

Lu Chuan looked at Changhong with a weird smile.

Not to mention his Huanglong dojo, he knows all the famous mountains in the dojo of the Twelve Immortals. Don't forget that he was also a disciple of Chanjiao before.

The reason why he said he didn't know just now was to see if Huang Long would tell lies, but this guy really told the truth.

"Heavenly Court has arrived!" Immortal Feather Wing said at this time.

Lu Chuan turned around and saw a huge sky gate emitting light appearing in front of him.

Nantianmen!