I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

On the bottom floor of the White Pagoda, in a medicine field shrouded in prohibition, Zhong Lihua was walking among the elixir plants, and from time to time he opened his mouth to give pointers to the servants who were handling these elixir, looking like an expert.

After a while, when she was listening to a servant's report with a straight face, she suddenly sensed a breath, and a look of joy appeared on her face immediately.

Immediately, she left the servant behind, and with a flash of inspiration, she fled towards the entrance of the medicine field.

After a few breaths, Zhong Lihua came out of the medicine field, and a figure who was eight or nine points like her was already waiting here.

It turned out that the owner of the breath she sensed just now was her sister Zhong Lishu.

"Sister, what did Master Shengzi invite you to do this time? Did he let you sleep?!"

As soon as they met, Zhong Lihua asked excitedly.

"Damn girl, what are you thinking, Master Shengzi just wants to go out and asked me to go over and explain something!"

Zhong Lishu blushed when he heard this, and the wings of light behind him flapped involuntarily.

"Hmph, it's all my fault for my sister's self-assertion before, otherwise I would have become the son of the Holy Son long ago, and my sister will have to pay me!"

Seeing this, Zhongli Hua laughed and wrapped herself around Zhongli Shu, her hands habitually irregular.

"Oh, don't make trouble, I have a business to explain to you.

Lord Shengzi has been in seclusion for twenty years. This is the first time he has gone out for a long time. During this period, we have to decide the affairs in the tower, but it must not be sloppy! "

Zhong Lishu patted his younger sister's jade hand away angrily, and tried to put on a serious face and said.

"Sister, did Master Shengzi say anything about it?"

When it came to the business, Zhong Lihua finally got some form, and asked curiously.

"Girl, you really forgot about the days, the Flying Spirit Festival is about to be held, and the Holy Son will naturally go to the Jiuyue Palace to listen to the Jiuyue Linghuang's sermon!

I heard that Master Shengzi was assigned a spot this time without even participating in the competition, which is really amazing! "

Zhong Lishu's eyes were shining brightly.

"How can a mere low-ranking flying spiritist like me recite the event every three hundred years?

And when you think about it, you know that this kind of event is just a better trading opportunity for monks like us who are not talented enough.

But as long as we sisters do the tasks ordered by the Holy Son, a little reward from the Lord will benefit us endlessly!

So, I'm really not interested in this day's Lingsheng Festival! "

Zhong Lihua waved his jade hand, said something out of interest, and then suddenly murmured to himself with a longing look on his face:

"If you become the concubine of Lord Shengzi and stay by his side forever, that would be a beautiful thing!"

"Hehe, okay, it's not time to dream yet, come with me to replace Master Ah Zi's body quenching psychic liquid.

That black viper water is too domineering, I can't handle it by myself. "

Seeing his sister's nympho look, Zhong Lishu couldn't help knocking her on the head, and said with a light smile.

"What are you dreaming about? Elder sister keeps saying frustrating things. I'll ask Master Ah Zi to say something nice to me later."

Zhong Lihua pouted and followed her angrily.

Three months later, dozens of giant birds of different species were soaring on the top of a giant peak covered with buildings.

One or more members of the Flying Spirit tribe sat cross-legged on their backs. Obviously, the Flying Spirit monks who are not good at refining spirit treasures have bred these giant birds into spirit boats for traveling.

In order to hide her identity, Luo Hong naturally also sat cross-legged on a giant bird with beautiful fur at this time.

But before he could find a place to land, a violent spiritual energy fluctuation attracted his attention.

Turning around, I saw that above a huge square in the building complex, there was a fierce battle between a colorful strange bird with four wings on its back and a giant vulture wrapped in a yellow wind.

"The Holy Son of the Horned Vulture Clan and the Yellow Wind Clan? Heh, they're tempting each other so soon."

Luo Hong, who turned into Jie Yuan, shook her head, and even looked away.

A moment later, Luo Hong landed on a high tower outside with the giant bird under her.

Immediately, a flying spirit master of the Jiuyue tribe greeted him.

"Senior, is the Holy Son of the Wuguang Clan?"

"Exactly, this is an invitation to solve a certain problem."

After jumping off the giant bird, Luo Hong immediately threw a piece of jade and said.

"Senior is finally here, you will be late in half a day, then you and I will be in trouble!"

After the Jiuyue youth inspected Yujue, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh? Was Xie the last one to arrive?"

Luo Hong asked casually.

"Of course, it is reasonable to say that the seniors of each branch should have arrived ten days ago, after all, there will be a chance for the seniors to communicate with each other.

But the senior didn't come until the last day, so he could only wait to enter Jiuyue Palace tomorrow. "

The Jiuyue youth seemed to be quite sorry for Luo Hong.

"Hehe, it's okay, let's take Xie to the residence."

From the scene just now, this so-called communication was just a fight between "children", Luo Hong didn't feel that it was a pity that he missed it.

What's more, when the holy lord of the Wuguang clan came to call him, he was in the most critical final step of his research on Qingluo fruit, so it was impossible to interrupt his exit.

"Okay, the junior will lead the way for the senior."

The Jiuyue youth saluted after hearing his words and deeds, then turned around and flew up.

However, it seemed that he needed to pass through the huge square to go to his residence, so after a while, Luo Hong saw the two holy sons of the Flying Spirit Tribe who had previously fought.

Just now they had already used their clan's supernatural powers of transformation, and now the winner is almost determined.

The giant vulture transformed by the holy son of the Huangfeng tribe is flapping its wings desperately at this moment, covering the entire square in the extremely violent natal spiritual wind, blowing the colorful strange bird to the point of collapse, and the spiritual light on its body is bright Turn off again.

Obviously, although this yellow wind is neither sharp nor bone-piercing, it can suppress the mana of the opponent, making it impossible to leave the body easily.

When the opponent was unable to use his supernatural powers smoothly, even if Huang Feng's own lethality was not enough, he could slowly grind the opponent to death.

But how can the monks of the vulture tribe who are also holy sons be ordinary people? As soon as Luo Hong arrived nearby, he saw the giant vulture's wings slow down, obviously weak in follow-up.

The holy son of the vulture tribe immediately seized the opportunity, flapped his four wings at the same time, and his figure transformed into a simple yellow bell in a flash of spiritual light.

"not good!"

Seeing this scene, most of the people watching the battle around the square were startled, and immediately flew back more than a hundred feet away.

The next moment, the yellow bell shook slightly, and a dull bell sound suddenly came out.

The sound of the bell actually penetrated the large formation surrounding the square, causing everyone who heard it to buzz in their brains, and some double images appeared in front of their eyes.

And the Holy Son of the Huangfeng Clan who bore the brunt was even worse. He fell down from the air and turned into a man in yellow robe.

At this time, the holy son of the Huangfeng clan who was traveling with him flew out from the edge of the square, caught him, and immediately fed him a pill.

As for that Huang Zhong, he turned into a young man in a soap robe in a flash, cupped his hands proudly and said "Concession"!

"The Heavenly Bell Conquering Demons? Hehe, it's much worse than the falling dust demon sound I taught Ah Zi."

After withdrawing her gaze, Luo Hong couldn't help making a judgment in her heart.

For the past 20 years, he has not been researching Qingluoguo all the time. During this period, he also took time to digest the map of the Lost Forest Formation left by Master Wentian.

That impressive whisper of miasma, even though Luo Hong couldn't cultivate herself, was unsurprisingly very suitable for Ah Zi.

Since the recruited immortal cultivator will freeze his mana and turn back to a mortal within a short period of time, Luo Hong named it "Luochen". I believe it will surprise many monks who oppose him in the future.

"Is there any fellow daoist who wants to compete with Pan?"

After the victory, the soap-robed young man didn't go down to recover his mana, and he directly challenged the other holy sons of the Flying Spirit Tribe who were watching the battle.

However, the supernatural power of subduing demons with the sky clock that he just revealed seems to be quite famous among the Flying Spirit Clan, and most of the Holy Sons would feel inferior to them.

And those elites of all races didn't want to expose their methods before the Diyuan trial for no reason, so none of them accepted the invitation at the moment.

"Hey, are you all afraid? Then don't blame Pan for calling names!

That junior brother from the Wuguang tribe over there, looking at you so unfamiliar, could it be that he just arrived at the Kooling Peak today, dare to compete with Pan? "

The young man surnamed Pan was unusually belligerent for some reason, glanced at the crowd, and then stared at the "Jie Yuan" whom he had never seen before, and provocatively said on the spot.

Naturally, Luo Hong would not be provoked into anger by his two words, and fight with the other party unwisely.

But at the moment, he stopped, frowning with dissatisfaction.

No way, Luo Hong really wouldn't accept this provocation, but the Jie Yuan he played couldn't stand it.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from the side.

"Senior Brother Pan, you are too rude, Junior Brother Xie has come from a long way, it is time to take a good rest.

You invite him to fight at this time, do you want to take advantage of his danger? "

Accompanied by the voice, a young Huangshan youth flew up, and the silver wings behind him were the holy son of the Tianpeng clan.

"Hehe, Pan just didn't think of what Junior Brother Bai said.

Forget it, tomorrow is the day to enter the palace, so Pan will go back to recharge his batteries and say goodbye! "

Seeing the person coming, a strange look flashed across the face of the young man surnamed Pan, and then he said goodbye with a chuckle, and flew out of the square.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the rest of the Sons also dispersed.

But the Huang Shan youth fled to Luo Hong in a leisurely manner.

"Junior brother Xie, Bai Hao is the holy son of the Tianpeng clan."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Bai, for helping Xie Mou out of the siege. I just came to knock on Lingfeng, and I really don't have much interest in competing with others."

Luo Hong bowed back with her hands clasped, looked at the other party with some doubts and said.

"Hehe, you don't have to be polite, Junior Brother Xie. You and I have always been friends. If we see each other in trouble, we should help each other."

Seemingly seeing Luo Hong's doubts, Bai Hao immediately explained.

"Senior Brother Bai is right, but I still have to write down this human relationship.

See you later, Xie Mou will invite you to have a drink! "

Luo Hong smiled and nodded.

Bai Hao was delighted when he heard the words, and he didn't bother too much at the moment, and immediately said goodbye.

"Is it an illusion? Why do you feel something is wrong?"

Looking at Bai Hao's leaving back, Luo Hong narrowed her eyes and cursed.

After thinking about it and still not finding the problem, Luo Hong stopped being entangled and continued to follow the Jiuyue youth to the residence.

Not long after, Luo Hong was brought to an attic, and before entering the door, he saw Yan Ling who was coming back from outside.

The sons of the same branch lived in the same attic, so Luo Hong was not surprised at the moment.

However, Yan Ling looked at him with extremely complicated eyes. After staring at him for a while, he said:

"You have actually advanced to a high-level flying spirit general, can you let Senior Brother Kong go?"

Although what she said was inexplicable, Luo Hong understood what this woman meant at once.

Apparently, Kong Daorong did not give up the idea of ​​revenge against him, these twenty years of tranquility were just the eve of the storm.

And Yan Ling obviously didn't have much confidence in Kong Daorong, and even worried that the other party would fall under his hands due to the outbreak of the conflict.

After all, after "Jie Yuan" received the inclination of the resources in the clan, the speed at which his cultivation improved was terrifying.

When the small competition re-determined the ranking of the holy son five years ago, news of his breakthrough had already spread, so that he did not personally participate in that small competition, and even got the second ranking.

Now that she truly sensed the aura of "Jie Yuan", Yan Ling immediately lost all illusions.

"Xie has already forgiven Senior Brother Kong, Senior Sister Yan doesn't have to worry."

Luo Hong replied flatly, without telling her that he hadn't practiced seriously a few times in these years, but he still managed to break through the late stage of transformation.

"Hey~"

Yan Ling sighed, turned around and escaped into the attic.

She is very clear that the conflict between "Jie Yuan" and senior brother Kong is not that the former forgives the latter, but the opposite, but she obviously cannot dissuade Kong Daorong.

Afterwards, Luo Hong met all the Sons of Five Lights on this trip one by one in the attic.

Because Cao Shu defeated Kong Daorong in the small competition, he became the number one player in name, so naturally he also lives in the attic now.

Among the remaining three, besides Kong Daorong who ranked third and Yan Ling who ranked fifth, there was also a young saint with a slightly round figure.

His name is Cao Yi, and his strength is slightly stronger than Yan Ling, ranking fourth.

Judging by their surnames alone, Luo Hong knew that Cao Shu and Cao Yi must be from the same family. It was no wonder that Kong Daorong wanted to fight for a place for Zhong Liyue before, obviously because he wanted to overwhelm Cao Shu.

But now that "Jie Yuan" has suddenly emerged, it has turned the current situation where the five light sons are competing against each other into a three-legged confrontation.

And even if he is the only one with the "Jie Yuan" leg, the other two legs are still fearful.

The Jiuyue Palace was about to open, and everyone had no extra energy to think about other things. After a brief meeting, Luo Hong returned to her room.

However, not every corner of the night was so peaceful.

At this time, in the attic of the Tianpeng Clan, that Bai Hao didn't stay in his room, but came to the residence of the Holy Master of his clan.

"How's the situation?"

"Holy Master, this junior has successfully contacted that person, I don't know what to do next?"

Bai Hao bowed and confessed.