The Xianyuan Continent is full of spiritual energy, there are many sects, and there are many monks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the management of countless generations of monks, the Xianyuan Continent is now the world of the human race, and some alien races are either far away from the endless sea, or they are only enslaved by monks, of course, there are also some demons hidden in the world, often come out to be a troublemaker, and are deeply hated.

A kid like Wang Mu who is on the third layer of the Quenching Body Realm is just a group of people who live at the bottom of the Xianyuan Continent, and he has no chance to meet those demons and demons, and he doesn't dare to touch them!

There are nine layers in the quenching realm, and every third layer is a watershed, Wang Mu can only be regarded as the early stage of the quenching realm, and the fourth layer of the middle quenching realm is still far away.

Above the quenching realm, there are four major realms of Zhuji, Jindan, Yuanying, and Huashen, and Wang Mu knows nothing about it.

The Xianyuan Continent is divided into high and low, and there are three main conditions.

First and foremost, of course, is the monk's own qualifications. Those with excellent qualifications may be selected by the great sects as soon as they are born, and when they meet in the future, they will be the immortals who can do everything in the sky. Those with slightly inferior qualifications also have the opportunity to become disciples of the outer sect or miscellaneous servants of the sect, although they have to complete the tasks of the sect every day, but they can also practice the authentic cultivation exercises, and there is a slight chance to fly on the branches and become a phoenix, isn't it?

Secondly, it is the exercise! Wang Mu has a deep understanding of this, the Qingyun Jue he cultivated is inherited from the Qingyun Concept, and the highest realm it can cultivate to is the ninth layer of the quenching body realm, and Wang Mu has been practicing for ten years and still stays at the third layer of the quenching body, if Wang Mu says to himself in his heart that the Qingyun Jue is a divine skill, you will not believe it even if you kill him.

The last one is the ethereal opportunity!

"When the opportunity comes, one step to the sky! Before the opportunity comes, the old dead are in the world!" This ancient saying is not unreasonable, in fact, Wang Mu once thought about when he could get a great opportunity one day, and since then he has become a high-flying immortal......

Serendipity is this thing, I can't say for sure!

If you don't believe it, you really can't!

In short, this is an immortal continent full of opportunities, and there are people creating miracles anytime and anywhere!

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"The meal is ready!" smelled a familiar fragrance and pulled Wang Mu back from his reverie.

"Brother, you are still reliable! Bring me delicious meals every day, it's not like the nonsense of chance fairy road, I have no drama in my life!" Wang Mu picked up the fairy pot, took out a pair of chopsticks from his arms and feasted on it.

Wang Mu ate the incense, but he didn't find that the immortal pot in his hand lit up with an extremely faint and strange light, this light was gone in an instant, and it was in this dim mountain cave at the moment, so it didn't attract Wang Mu's attention......

After eating, Wang Mu licked a few pieces of spiritual spring from the spring, and then he crossed his legs and settled down.

At this moment, Wang Mu made his fingers with both hands, his chest rose and fell slightly, and between each swallow, it was like a rhythmic beat, forming a perfect cycle. Under the moonlight, between Wang Mu's breathing, there was a faint trace of white air flowing into his body along his mouth and nose.

These white air currents are actually the aura between heaven and earth, Wang Mu has to come here to practice for a while every night, just because there is an eye of spiritual spring here, so the aura here is ten times that of the outside!

When Wang Mu closed his eyes and cultivated, no one noticed that the immortal cauldron that he had placed beside him lit up with a strange light again, and more aura than Wang Mu's side was heading towards this immortal cauldron without seeing the naked eye!

"Whew!" opened his mouth and nose, exhaled a turbid breath in his body, Wang Mu's eyes opened, and a faint aura flashed between his eyebrows, that was the aura that Wang Mu had just refined.

"I'm grassy! The aura here is obviously more than ten times purer than the outside, how come the point of my refining can't reach my daytime cultivation at all!" Wang Mu sensed it, and found that the aura in his body still hadn't increased at all, and he finally couldn't suppress his scolding.

Three years ago, since he discovered this spiritual spring, he had broken through to the third layer of the Quenching Body Realm overnight, but since then he has not moved forward an inch, no matter how hard he works, no matter how hard he tries, the bottleneck of the middle stage of this Quenching Body Realm is really that difficult?

"Could it be that I, Wang Mu, can really only be trapped in this Qingyun Mountain in my life? Could it be that my qualifications are really so poor, and I can't win the path of cultivating immortals in my life?" his shoulders trembled slightly, and Wang Mu's low self-deprecating laughter echoed in this cave sky.

Syllable!

Ten fingers slammed into the gravel under his feet, although the ten fingers were connected to his heart, Wang Mu didn't feel the pain at all at this time, and let the broken nails wail with blood there.

"Wang ...... ......The young man roared, and he screamed in a low voice: "Am I so unbearable, my parents and parents want to abandon me in the mountains?"

The nameless resentment in his heart surged into his heart, making Wang Muwa spit out a mouthful of blood......

"Boom...... Little baby, actually...... It's not that unbearable, your qualifications are still classy!"

Just when Wang Mu's mind was disturbed, an old voice suddenly came into his ears.

Wang Mu's expression changed greatly, he suddenly got up, his sharp eyes like an eagle falcon scanned around in this narrow cave, but he didn't find a single figure for half a day!

"Excuse me, don't look for it, I'm the pot brother in your mouth!"

The strange laughter from before came again, Wang Mu's eyes tightened violently, but his gaze was nailed to the immortal pot in disbelief......

Thinking that he Wang Mu would always thank this immortal pot a few times when he was idle every day, or every time he had dinner, but he would never have thought that there would be a day when there would be a place where there was no ghost, but he would really jump out of a pot old man!

"Pot...... Old Guo, are you really talking?" Wang Muqiang calmed down, but the horror in his heart could not be concealed, and his voice was still faintly trembling.

"If it's fake, don't you call me every day for my brother and my brother to be short, why are you scared now?"

This time Wang Mu really heard it, the strange sound was indeed coming from the immortal cauldron, and subconsciously Wang Mu's body couldn't help but take a step back.

"Who are you, why are you in this pot, what are you going to do?" Wang Mu looked sideways, and after finding the gap that went out, he asked calmly.

"You don't care who I am, brother, I won't hurt you. If I really want to harm you, eat me and drink my ...... every day You've died a thousand times a long time ago!" said a strange voice from the cauldron.

Wang Mu was stunned when he heard this, and he wanted to come!

He has been cooking and cooking with this immortal pot for the past three years, and he has not made any mistakes, if this mysterious pot hero and pot old man really want to harm him, Wang Mu does have a hundred lives and it is not enough to see!

Thinking through the joints, Wang Mu simply walked closer, straightened the immortal pot seriously, and then asked, "Since you have long been hiding in the pot, why did you only speak today?"

Wang Mu directly said the question in his heart.

"Tsuka, after being sealed for so many years, you were the first to discover me, but I want to thank you in advance for letting me out...... And your hard work in the past three years, otherwise I would have to sleep for a while!" said the old man with a smile.

"Let you come out?" Wang Mu touched his hand, but he sensed that the gray cloth bag was still on his body, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

But as soon as he thought of the word "offering", Wang Mu was also a sensitive person, and his face instantly turned cold, only to hear him spit out a sentence from his mouth: "It turns out that I said how to cultivate without any progress in the past three years, it turns out that you are playing ghosts?"