Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

In just a few months, he first used his strength to kill Lingquan, and after entering Lingquan, he crossed the border and killed the monks who entered the Dao realm.

This kind of monster legend last appeared thousands of years ago.

This kind of news often spreads very quickly, and the truth becomes more and more distorted as it spreads.

The rumors soon became all kinds. It was said that he suddenly awakened a special physique, was a late bloomer, or that he had been taken away by a powerful person.

Some people even say that Fu Quanliang has received the inheritance of a true immortal and holds an immortal treasure, which is even more outrageous.

This news reached the ears of Chu and Zheng in just a few days.

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Purple Stone Dynasty, Imperial Capital, in a courtyard.

Under the moonlight, there are weeping willows in the pond and the shadows of the trees are dancing.

Chu Zheng sat cross-legged by the pond, exhaling yin energy to balance the blazing divine fire in his body.

This sip of divine fire replenished his Yuan Yang, and his energy refining method became a little faster, which can be said to complement each other.

After refining the fire of Earthly Evil True Flame, his mana immediately increased a lot. The conversion speed of spiritual energy has been significantly improved.

In addition to taking the spiritual pill, within half a month, his cultivation level has reached a higher level. He has entered the middle stage of spiritual spring, and his magic power has greatly increased.

Correspondingly, his own panel also changed, and a prompt appeared.

[You have taken an overdose of elixirs, your foundation is unstable, and there is a huge amount of erysipelas in your body. You have lost more than half of your lifespan, and you have become a serious problem. (can be repaired)]

It's not a big deal if it can be repaired. The only bad news is that the panacea is becoming increasingly scarce.

Forced into desperation, Chu Zheng once tried to divide a pill into several parts, and then tried to repair it again.

Unfortunately, the panel did not fulfill his wish. After the elixir was repaired, the remaining broken elixir was instantly reduced to ashes.

Susu——

There was a noise in the room, and Fu Quanliang walked out slowly. He had changed his clothes and changed his appearance. There were obvious wrinkles on his face, and he even had a beard on his face. At a glance, he looked more than twenty years older. He looks to be in his late fifties.

What are you doing?

Seeing his behavior like this, Chu Zheng couldn't help but feel a little confused.

The tree is big and attracts the wind, so it is natural to be well disguised. How can you show your face at will?

Fu Quanliang's face remained calm, rumors were rampant, his portrait was spread everywhere, it was too sinister.

He has always known how much he weighs.

He doesn't know the invisibility technique, and he doesn't have the trump card in Chu Zheng's hand. Once he is hunted down, he will have nowhere to hide and will die.

That's fine.

Chu Zheng nodded and slightly raised his lips: Then now I am Fu Quanliang.

Hearing this, Fu Quanliang narrowed his eyes: In Tianhe Sect, you did it intentionally. What exactly do you want to do?

This has always been his doubt. There are too many unreasonable things about Chu Zheng that are incompatible with this world.

It is impossible for ordinary monks to pass on the method of becoming an immortal to others, but Chu Zheng gave it to him as soon as he asked.

He would not overestimate his position in Chu Zheng's heart. If someone else were to plant the Tongsheng Seal, Chu Zheng would still give it.

The only explanation is that the method of becoming an immortal is not important in Chu Zheng's eyes.

So what exactly does Chu Zheng want?

I told you, I was born to do great things.

Chu Zheng looked calm and said slowly:

The power of time is terrible. Not many people will care about our honor and disgrace throughout our lives. After your death, hundreds of thousands of years later, there will be no trace of you in the world.

The world in front of you has produced true immortals before, and even people stronger than true immortals. Where are they now? You are an unknown person.

Everyone in the world wants something. What I want is fame in the world. Regardless of good or evil, cultivation is just a means for me to seek fame.

What's the point of leaving a name for future generations? Fu Quanliang felt inexplicably absurd.

Until I find something more meaningful than this, it will be bigger than the sky.

After becoming an immortal, you will live forever, why do you need to leave a name? Fu Quanliang was puzzled.

What practitioners want is nothing more than the ability to live forever, so why should they care about what the world thinks, they are nothing more than ants.

Where are the immortals? I have seen real immortal bones.

Chu Zheng shook his head: Are there immortal people in the world? I don't believe it.

If there really were immortal people, the world would not be like this.

Life activities require the intake of energy. Practitioners do not eat grains, but also need spiritual energy to survive.

As a person in cultivation gets higher and higher, the energy he inhales and breathes every moment is like a puddle or an ocean.

How much energy does it take to support such a powerful life form in the world?

Is it enough for him to live forever, even if it means the entire universe?

Becoming an immortal will naturally lead to immortality...

Fu Quanliang whispered, but he didn't have much confidence.

He could vaguely feel that Chu Zheng might be right.

After coming back to his senses, Fu Quanliang couldn't help but have new doubts:

Then why don't you just leave your name?

Chu Zheng shook his head repeatedly: My current strength is not enough to protect myself. I need trial and error.

The path you are taking now is the path I originally wanted to take. I want to see your ending before I decide whether to take this path.

Fu Quanliang's face stiffened slightly, and Chu Zheng's words were as straightforward as ever.

If he died on the way, Chu Zheng would hide his name, try another way, and burn more paper money for him.

Chu Zheng took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and walked to Fu Quanliang with a serious expression. He raised his hand and pressed his shoulder heavily, his eyes full of expectation:

So...you have to work hard to practice, become stronger as soon as possible, and walk one more mile with me.

He was so famous that he couldn't bear it and was crushed to death.

Seeing Fu Quanliang's distraught expression, Chu Zheng comforted him and said:

Don't worry, if you die, I will leave your name in my biography so that you can stay in this world for a while longer.

No need, I only have enough to live in this life.

Fu Quanliang gritted his teeth and silently took out a handful of elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth. As expected, he still couldn't understand Chu Zheng's strange thinking.

Neuropathy.

Stop eating and get on your way first.

Chu Zheng turned around and walked outside the courtyard.

where to?

Fu Quanliang spit out the elixir in his mouth, stuffed it into his storage bag, and quickly followed.

I'll help you find a fire first, and then... go near the battlefield to see the situation.

The war was about to begin. This was such a big event that had never happened in a thousand years. Naturally, he wanted to watch it and pick up trash.

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The two of them left the Purple Stone Dynasty and headed towards another small sect.

However, before they arrived, they encountered a robbery and murder halfway.

A group of more than ten people, dressed in Phantom Spirit Sect costumes, were surrounding and killing several monks.

The people who were surrounded and killed were dressed in different costumes. At a glance, it was obvious that they were casual cultivators.

Is it from Yeguang Pavilion again?

Chu Zheng couldn't help but be surprised. There were too many people from Yeguang Pavilion, and they were so presumptuous when the battle was approaching.

No……

After Fu Quanliang carefully identified it, his expression changed slightly:

This time it's really from the Phantom Spirit Sect...the leader is the outer sect elder of the Phantom Spirit Sect, Ji Fanglong.

Ji Fanglong?

For a moment, Chu Zheng felt that it sounded familiar. He reached out and took out his book and flipped through it, his expression suddenly dawned on him.