Chapter 250 Changes and News

After passing the Yinsha Forest, the road behind became very flat.

Flying the sword in the air, the mountain road under his feet was rugged. Soon Chen Luo arrived at the place where he met Ning Chenye when he first came to the evil cultivation land. However, he did not stop. After flying over this section of the mountain road, it gradually disappeared and slowly turned into yellow sand. The temperature began to rise.

The power of the evil cultivators in the air was dissipating, and the breath became neutral and peaceful.

Not long after, Chen Luo saw the checkpoint in the distance. There were still many soldiers guarding below. In the checkpoint, Chen Luo also sensed the breath of a fifth-level Qi Refining cultivator. After walking around the evil cultivation land, Chen Luo understood the significance of this level. It was a point for collecting and exchanging resources from the evil cultivation land. It was definitely unrealistic to rely on these Qi Refining cultivators for real defense.

After passing the checkpoint, Chen Luo's speed gradually slowed down and fell from the air.

Below is the mountain city.

It was here that he sent off Elder An and several robbers. The first step to make a fortune started from here.

Returning to the mountain city again, Chen Luo couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The impact he had caused at the beginning had long been forgotten as time went by. More than 20 years is not a short time for ordinary people, and it is enough for them to forget many things.

Chen Luo found an inn and ate some food.

The mountain city is very remote. There is only one cultivator of the third level of Qi Refining in the city. This person lives in the most luxurious garrison. He should be a cultivator guarding this place. Chen Luo ignored this person and ate the food and wine of the mountain city casually. After building the foundation, he has not eaten mortal food for a long time. For a cultivator of foundation building, the inhalation and exhalation of spiritual energy is the foundation, and grains and sundries have no meaning.

‘All the people in the city are ordinary people. ’

An idea popped up in the brain of the leader of the Zhongmo Sect. This is the perspective of the leader of the Zhongmo Sect. Since he embarked on the road of cultivation, he has never returned to the mortal world. In his perspective, ordinary people with short lives are ants, and they don’t even have the opportunity to enter the Tao, just like autumn cicadas.

This is also the concept of most cultivators.

It’s not that they are indifferent, but that they are unwilling to waste time on ordinary people. After decades of hard work, he found that the person he had cultivated was dead. If you go through this kind of thing a few times, your mind will naturally become cold.

The meal was tasteless.

I thought that returning to my hometown would bring some memories, but now it seems that many things have changed without my knowing.

Chen Luo left two pieces of silver and walked out of the inn.

He took one step at a time, as if shrinking the earth into an inch.

After three steps, he was out of the city.

This time, Chen Luo did not stop, and flew towards the Divine Wind Domain with his sword.

Five days later.

Chen Luo, with a frosted face, stopped in front of a city. This place was Mushan City. It was the hometown of his senior brother Hu Qiudao. When the Divine Lake Immortal Gate was in great trouble, he practiced in seclusion in this place, and it was at this time that he began to contact corpse refining. At that time, he also met a few friends here, such as Zhu Jie, the deacon of the San Xiu League, and the Taoist monk Gan Shi of the Yang Shi Sect.

After that, he teamed up with the Taoist Mummy to go to Guoshan County, where he obtained the main material for refining the foundation-building pill, the Concentrated Spirit Grass.

Entering the city.

Chen Luo was going to go to the Sanxiu League first, and he still had the guest token of the Sanxiu League in his hand. It was just right to use them to find out what happened in the Seven Kingdoms region in the past twenty years since he left. In this regard, the Sanxiu League was much better than the Hu family.

In the bamboo forest courtyard, tea was brewed in the pavilion.

Exquisite tea sets were burning on the charcoal fire, green tea leaves were rolling in the teapot, and the fragrance floated out from the water.

A rough hand reached out, pinched the lid of the teapot and lifted it.

The aroma of tea mixed with hot air drifted out, and the person who made tea took a deep breath, and a wisp of tea fragrance penetrated into the heart through the nose.

This was an old man in his sixties, with old skin on his face, wrinkles on his forehead, gray beard, and simple clothes. The old man inhaled the tea fragrance into his chest, closed his eyes, and the whole person fell into intoxication.

"This is the taste. Only the pre-rain tea can produce this taste."

The old man picked up the teapot and poured tea into the six teacups in front of him one by one. He first shook it to let the teacups be stained with the tea flavor, and then poured new tea into the utensils next to it.

This step is called washing tea. Only tea lovers will be so particular.

The second cup of tea fell into the teacup, and the water color was light green. The old man picked up the teacup, and before he had time to taste it, he saw someone walking in from outside.

A stranger.

The old man frowned subconsciously.

He didn't like to be disturbed when he was drinking tea, but before he could speak, the person who came in sat directly opposite him, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then said to the old man.

"Prepare me a copy of what happened in the seven countries in recent years, and the information of the three sects."

Chen Luo put down the tea, took out the token of the Loose Cultivator Alliance and put it on the table.

He was too lazy to waste time and directly found the person in charge of the Loose Cultivator Alliance here. When he entered the city before, he used his spiritual sense to scan the entire Mushan City. The old man was the person with the highest cultivation in Mushan City, and he had reached the perfect state of the tenth level of Qi Refining. If there was any problem, it would be right to ask this person.

"Guest token? Your token seems a little..."

The old man suppressed his displeasure and picked up the token on the table. He was halfway through his words when the aura of the person sitting opposite him suddenly spread out, and a momentum far beyond his understanding suppressed him, crushing all his emotions.

Foundation Building Great Cultivation!

The old man was startled and stood up immediately, with a respectful look on his face.

"Any questions?"

"No! I will prepare it now."

Mushan City has come to build a foundation, but he didn't hear any rumors. Could it be that the alliance's plan has been exposed? Where did this foundation cultivator come from? Why is there no record in the alliance? He started talking about the Seven Kingdoms and the Three Sects. Could it be that he is an old monster who has come out of seclusion?

With a lot of questions in his mind, the old man quickly retreated.

Chen Luo sat in the pavilion, and his consciousness followed the old man out. After the old man left the yard, he first went to the secret sentry next to him. That place was a secret sentry when Zhu Jie was still a deacon, and it has not changed for so many years.

After delivering the message to the secret sentry, the old man took the information Chen Luo wanted and hurried back.

In the tea pavilion.

After Chen Luo flipped through the jade slip in his hand, the information recorded in it was almost the same as he expected. In more than 20 years, the three sects have hardly changed. The ancestor of Shenhu Xianmen is still in his prime. With the suppression of the Jindan strongman, the Xianmen is as stable as Mount Tai.

There were some changes in the masters of the main peaks of the sect, such as the elders of Yaowang Peak and Yushou Peak. The remaining main peaks also had a new and old replacement. In the past twenty years, the Xianmen has produced another foundation-building master, who is a disciple of the main peak Shenhu Peak.

There are also new elders in Yangshi Sect and Jiudu Valley, but Chen Luo has never heard of these names. In addition to the three sects, the subordinate countries have also undergone great changes, such as the old emperor sitting in the throne and the new emperor succeeding to the throne, etc. Chen Luo glanced over all this information.

"Where is Zhu Jie?"

Chen Luo put down the jade slip and suddenly asked.

"Senior, do you know Elder Zhu Jie?"

The old man was stunned at first, and then showed a surprised expression.

He was from the Zhu Jie lineage. Hearing that Chen Luo knew Zhu Jie, he felt much more relieved. At least he was not an enemy.

"Elder?"

Chen Luo smiled. It seemed that Zhu Jie had successfully built a foundation. The foundation-building pill he refined before leaving had worked.

"Elder Zhu Jie succeeded in breaking through the barrier eighteen years ago, and is now an elder of our Loose Cultivator Alliance."

"Five years ago, Elder Zhu Jie went to the territory of the Corpse Cultivation Sect. Some changes occurred there, and a foundation-building cultivator was needed to maintain the situation."

As the old man spoke, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred in his mind.

He finally remembered Chen Luo's identity.

Elder Zhu Jie specifically mentioned this guest token from twenty years ago to him. The most lacking thing in the Loose Cultivator Alliance is alchemists. The biggest reason why Elder Zhu Jie was able to sing all the way was because she was lucky that year and made friends with a master who could refine foundation-building pills.

When the old man thought of the foundation-building pill, his voice trembled.

"Senior, are you Master Chen?"

"Yes."

Chen Luo nodded. He saw what the other party wanted to say later, but he did not stop to think about refining the foundation-building pill for this person. He took out a second-level pill and threw it to the other party, as a reward for answering his question.

Then he turned into a stream of light and left the courtyard.

"Opportunity!! I still can't see it."

Looking at the direction where Chen Luo disappeared, the old man beat his chest and stamped his feet. This is an alchemist who can refine foundation-building pills, and he actually missed this opportunity to ascend to heaven.

After leaving the bamboo forest courtyard, Chen Luo first went to the Hu family.

It's a pity that Hu Qiudao was not at home. The one who presided over the family affairs was Hu Qiudao's son, a handsome young man. This man's eyebrows were very similar to Hu Qiudao back then, and his qualifications were also very good. Three attributes of medium-grade spiritual roots, it is expected to stay in the mountains.

Chen Luo did not show up, Hu Qiudao was not there, and he was not interested in going out to communicate with these young people.

After that, Chen Luo went to the mass grave outside the city again.

Before, this was the retreat of his old friend, the Taoist Grimm, but now the place is also deserted, and the evil spirit inside is no longer nurtured by the Taoist Grimm, and it slowly dissipated. Now this is really just a mass grave, with crows cawing and corpses everywhere.

Bang!

Chen Luo walked to the grave where the Taoist Grim Reaper liked to sleep the most, and opened the stone coffin inside. The coffin was empty, and he didn't know whether he had left or never returned.

Thinking of the curse on the Taoist Grim Reaper, Chen Luo felt that it was unlikely that his old friend would survive this disaster. For a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm, the power of a foundation-building cultivator was simply irresistible. If it weren't for his master, the True Man Wuwei, he wouldn't have been able to solve the problem so easily.

"It just so happens that I'm passing by here, so I might as well go to Guoshan County again."

I was cursed in Guoshan County at the beginning, and now that I'm strong, I naturally want to get it back.

With a flash of light, Chen Luo drove the flying sword towards Guoshan County.

With the Silver Armor Corpse King in hand, he felt that Guoshan County was not a problem.

How strong can a force that can be sealed by the ancestors of the three major immortal gates be? The guy who cursed him in the thatched house must be killed. (End of this chapter)