I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 36
Fujin met the first Lifequan monk since he entered the secret cave. The unabashed energy on the other person's body reminded him that the person in front of him was probably close to perfection in his practice in the Lifequan realm and was almost reaching the peak.

Looking at the man in white blocking the road ahead, Fu Jin's eyes were fixed on the folding fan that kept shaking in his hand.

The folding fan uses jade as the bone and paper as the surface.

On the snow-white fan, a large muddy yellow river twists and turns, flows endlessly, roars silently, splashes waves from time to time, and creates waves, which seems to be a real existence.

Psychic weapons.Fu Jin's eyes narrowed.

These weapons are enough to be called spiritual treasures. They are not only powerful, but also have a slight spirituality. Their operation is far beyond the weapons refined by ordinary monks. If the Life Spring monk has one in hand, he can sweep away most enemies of the same level.

"Are you Fu Jin?"

Nowadays, Fu Jin is becoming famous in Jade Cauldron. The man in white thought for a moment and recognized his origin.

"I wonder who you are, senior brother?" Fu Jin cupped his hands, very politely.

"You don't need to know my name for the time being." The man in white shook his fan and put his hands behind his back. He stood proudly with a cold expression and said calmly:

"I only ask you one thing.

"It only took you two years to break through the sea of ​​suffering and the spring of life?"

Fu Jin was a little confused by the other party's question, but he still nodded and said:

“It’s really just been two years since I started.”

"Okay." After receiving the affirmative answer, the expression of the young man in white changed. He raised his head and laughed heartily, with a hint of appreciation in his tone, and said:

"It took two years to break through the Life Spring. Your qualifications are indeed extraordinary, and they are not far behind mine."

He looked at Fu Jin and extended the invitation with a very sincere expression:
"I wonder if you would like to be my follower. When I attain the supreme path and fruition in the future, I will definitely come in person and save you with my magical powers."

It is said that when a person achieves enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, this is what the man in white means.

Fu Jin looked stunned.

He had also heard many stories about monks following strong men in order to win the future, but he never thought that such a thing would happen to him, especially from the perspective of himself as a follower.

Moreover, these words came from the mouth of a monk who was in the Life Spring Realm with him, which was somewhat dry and humorous.

The man in white seemed to have noticed Fu Jin's suspicious gaze, and confidently stated his plans for the future.

"Although I am not at the Life Spring realm at the moment, if you can follow me, the two of us can seize all the talismans and use the fairy liquid to break through the cultivation level. It will be difficult for the younger generation of Yan country to have anyone." Against you and me.

"When that time comes, the leader will definitely report our names to the Yaoguang Holy Land. When the envoy comes, we can also enter the Holy Land to practice cultivation.

"With your qualifications and the support of the vast resources of the Holy Land, our cultivation level will be improved very quickly. Even if we are the Holy Son, we are sure to compete for it.

"Once you become the Holy Son, you will definitely become the Lord of the Holy Land and take charge of the Imperial Army in the future. If you use the method of vertical and horizontal integration to integrate the major forces, you will clear the world and forge the road to becoming an immortal."

The young man in white kept describing his grand blueprint. When he talked about the highlights, he became emotional and crazy, and couldn't help himself. It was as if it was easy for him to take the position of the Son and Lord and wipe out the world's forces.

This reminded Fu Jin of some kind of organization he had seen before.

It sounds better to say than to sing, but it is all based on his own various "assumptions".

After understanding the other party's approach, Fu Jin had no intention of saying more and said politely:
"My little brother is going to collect the fairy liquid, so I won't disturb my senior brother from thinking about it."

He arched his hands and he was about to pass by.But when the young man in white clothes who was being left hanging by Fu Jin heard this, he seemed to be stimulated by something, and he shouted in embarrassment:
"How dare you look down on me, you are seeking death."

After a disagreement, he shook the folding fan in his hand, and the shape of a surging river jumped out from the snow-white fan in an instant, turning into a real existence. With a vast and boundless momentum that swept everything, it suddenly surged towards the departing Fu Jin. Come.

The man in white showed his true strength as soon as he took action.

In terms of this method alone, it is indeed possible to dominate among the immortal seedlings in Jade Cauldron.

But Fu Jin is not limited to this.

Suddenly being entangled by such a person, he was already angry. Facing the muddy yellow river rushing towards him, a faint green light appeared in his eyes, and all the restrained breath was released, and little green lights overflowed from his body. The sky above my head was solid.

Suddenly, in the dark cave, a shadow appeared in the blue sky, exuding a vast and far-reaching aura that encompassed all things.

The approaching long river collided with the phantom in the sky, and collapsed at the touch. It disintegrated and dissipated silently, turning into little yellow lights and floating back to the folding fan in the hand of the man in white.

Hey.

The folding fan whined like a spirit, and its brilliance was dim. It must have damaged a lot of spiritual energy.

The man in white looked stunned.

In the past, with this psychic weapon, he was always invincible when facing his opponents. How could he be easily broken by the opponent?

"What ancient scriptures are you practicing?" I don't know what he thought of. The man in white was shocked and stopped taking action. Instead, he asked about Fu Jin's details:
"Could it be created by a certain great emperor?"

He claims to be a genius, and even boasts that he will prove immortality. Naturally, the man in white has made a lot of efforts to recognize Fu Jin's true identity without even guessing.

Looking at the handsome young man who was gradually approaching, the man quickly said:
"You have ancient scriptures in your body, and your chances of achieving immortality are much higher than mine. How about this? I am willing to follow you, and one day you and I will join the Shaking Light Saint together."

As he spoke, the man in white inevitably became excited again, and his tone became a little more confident.

Fu Jin sighed secretly in his heart, but he kept moving his hand, forming it into a claw shape and grabbing hard at the man who was trapped in delusion.

Click.

Blood spurted out, his throat and neck were pinched, and the man in white threw his head back and fell to the ground. His open eyes were still shining with excitement. His body twitched, unable to control himself, until his breath was cut off and the light in his eyes disappeared. .

Fu Jin felt a little strange. He couldn't tell what it was like. He looked at the corpse on the ground, paused for a moment, and thought of an idiom:
"A idiot talks about a dream."

This is the best explanation for the various behaviors of the man in white.

It's a pity that he has such good cultivation.

Reaching out to grab the psychic folding fan, he looked into the sleeves of the man in white.

The sleeves were bulging, and ten pieces of talismans were strung together and put into Fu Jin's hand. Several of them were stained with blood. It should be that the original owner was killed in the secret cave before he could escape.

Thinking of this, the strangeness in Fu Jin's heart disappeared without a trace.

"I wonder how Yiyi is doing?"

He went deeper into the secret cave.

(End of this chapter)