Mortal's journey to immortality

Chapter 1148 Searching for someone

Wang Lu seemed to be indifferent to Peng Yong's words, but in fact he took them to heart.

Judging from the expressions of hundreds of people passing by before, almost 90% of the monks knew Peng Yong.

Xianglan City is indeed a big city, and there are many powerful people in the God Transformation Stage. Since they are familiar with each other, it has been confirmed from the side that he is a local monk in Xiangnan City, and he has almost no enemies to speak of. He is not a peaceful person, at least he is not someone with sinister intentions. Otherwise, when people see him, they will leave lightly and casually instead of avoiding him like a tiger.

If he had committed something extremely sinful and harmful to nature, the eyes that everyone looked at him with special eyes would have betrayed him long ago.

For the time being, I believe that this is a simple conclusion he made about Peng Yong through the expressions and forms of various pedestrians.

However, Wang Lu had not decided whether to enter the legendary ancient death sect.

Because what people often see are illusions, he wants to further clarify the identity of the other party and the ancient sect that will appear in Qingshui Lake of Shui Tribe half a month later.

Peng Yong said something very right, and he strongly agreed with it:

Often the things that are fatal or life-saving are hidden in the details.

As for what he said about gathering five people and rescuing him when encountering him, hehe, he didn't take it to heart at all.

To save or not to save is all in a single thought at that moment.

Moreover, in order to dispel his doubts and other thoughts, no matter how sincerely Peng Yong said it, it was just one sentence.

Besides, it’s not certain who will save whom.

This person is quite capable, and he can judge the strength of his embrace just by the slight trace of his aura of horizontal training.

Another thing, Wang Lu always felt that something was strange. This time, Qingshui Po was more than what it seemed.

Next, Wang Lu slowly blended into the mixed crowd of dragons and snakes. In the crowded sea of ​​people, he once again changed into a new face without noticing, and set his cultivation level at the mainstay of the Nascent Soul middle stage.

Through various channels, he even went to Yinluanxuan and found out about a famous mediator who specializes in selling information. It is difficult to meet the person without seeing the dragon.

It is not easy to find this person, even some old monsters in the god-transformation stage often fail to find him.

However, money can make a difference.

After spending a spiritual crystal, combining several clues, and searching carefully for a long time and a night, Wang Lu came to an ordinary gathering place of mortals in the west of the city, five hundred miles away from the city lord's palace.

It was the third quarter of Mao hour. It was early in the morning, the sky was slightly bright, and everything was hazy.

There is a large defensive formation in Xianglan City, but it does not change the normal pattern of day and night.

At this time, there were scattered craftsmen on the street playing with various breakfast pastries, and traders selling various fresh fruits and vegetables and slaughtered livestock also set up stalls to start a new day of business. They all deliberately lowered their voices as much as possible. Handle it gently, and the sound that comes together is small, but in this quiet morning, it still seems particularly clear and distant.

Such a picture full of life and flavor made Wang Lu couldn't help but think of the market where his mother would tirelessly walk all day and night when he was a child, and arrive early the next morning. Every time, his mother would buy a few. The white and soft steamed buns were given to him, which made him smile with joy and stuff them into his mouth. His mother looked at him gently, tore off small pieces and handed them to him from time to time.

Alas, time goes by and never comes back.

Keep the beauty of the past in your heart, and you have to live bravely so that you won't live up to your parents' expectations.

Otherwise, they would not let themselves embark on this path of cultivating immortality.

Wang Lu stood there, dazed.

Of course, under the cover of the Absolute Talisman, mortals cannot detect him.

Continuing forward, he turned around a side street, and after walking another three hundred and twenty-eight feet, he stopped in front of an ordinary wooden door.

This is a door leading to a small courtyard. In order to avoid attracting others' attention and suspicion, this family did not use any formation.

Wang Lu used a magic trick to transform into nothingness. He ignored the obstruction of the wooden door and easily entered the courtyard.

Such a coincidence?

This legendary and famous wind medicine man was meditating beside an old locust tree with a crooked neck in the courtyard.

He is a young man with fine features and a late-stage cultivation of Jindan.

Strangely, the spiritual energy here was thin. From his perspective, the young man did not take any pills or spiritual stones. What on earth was he practicing?

Wang Lu observed in detail.

Suddenly, he understood that the other person's eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and all the pores of the body were slowly absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth bit by bit.

Silent, shadowless and invisible.

This is a very advanced skill.