A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 1123 Travel

After getting permission, Lu Luan went down the mountain.

Nearly forty years old, with the vicissitudes of life already on his face, he began a new life of experience.

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Kunlun Mountain.

"Strange, why is there no sign of that spirit for so long?"

Several Kunlun elders frowned and discussed.

Over the years, they have been trying to find the deity on Cangming Star, but even though the Heavenly Dao has completely covered Cangming Star, they have not been able to sense the presence of the deity.

After all, it was the first time I faced a real god. That god was like a thorn stuck in my throat. If I couldn't pull it out, I would always feel uncomfortable.

Now Kunlun controls Cangming Star, all races and forces, even the Demon Realm, but he still cannot control that god. Anything that cannot be controlled is a threat.

"That god is really hiding deep down." said a man.

“It cannot be sacrificed, so the quality of its divine power will not be improved. Even if it can absorb the divine power from the Heavenly Dao, its strength will not change much.”

"It's just that it's not under our control at all times, which makes people feel uneasy."

Everyone was talking.

I thought that as the Heavenly Dao grew stronger, it wouldn't take much time to find the god.

It's just very unexpected that after so many years, they haven't found any trace of gods, as if there are no gods on Cangming Star at all.

The god seemed to appear only briefly and then disappear immediately.

Indeed, if Lu Luan was a complete god, it would be easier to find him, but he still has the flesh and blood of the human race, and the mysterious and yellow blood of the human race flows in his body. With the emergence of the Cave Heaven of the Divine Kingdom, he was given the strongest cover. If he did not use the divine power in the Cave Heaven of the Divine Kingdom, even if they were face to face, no one on the current Cangming Star could tell the secret that there was a mark of the gods on his soul.

Clear skies.

Over a large river, Lu Luan flew on his sword, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him.

After breaking through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, his flying speed increased a lot and he could easily fly a hundred feet in an instant.

Although some inner disciples wanted to go with him on this trip down the mountain, Lu Luan still chose to travel alone.

Due to his amazing performance in fighting, he still has some followers among the inner disciples of Qinglin Sect.

This river is the largest river in Bailuzhou. Its width alone exceeds a thousand miles. It is called Wuding River. He had been here three hundred years ago.

The changes in the Wuding River at this time were particularly great, with rich spiritual energy, and various immortal races in the river multiplying and thriving. Liang An soaked in the blood of the demon race in the great battle with the demon race and was nourished, and now he has developed one treasure land after another.

The demon tribe that used to live in the Wuding River have now become part of the immortal tribe.

Since this place was also a battlefield a hundred years ago, many immortal monks and monsters died here. The battle at that time even turned the entire Wuding River into a river of blood. Now, many treasures are also bred here, and many people are still looking for opportunities around the Wuding River.

Over the past hundred years, even though the battlefield of Wuding River has been turned upside down, there are still a large number of monks who are happy to come here to try their luck.

"Karma, I didn't expect Lu Fengsheng could find me based on karma."

While flying, Lu Luan recalled what happened to Lu Fengsheng.

This was a surprise to him.

Now, others cannot figure him out, but I can still know him based on cause and effect.

"It seems that even the gods cannot escape the entanglement of cause and effect."

There was a hint of solemnity between Lu Luan's brows.

Lu Fengsheng's sudden appearance was a wake-up call for him. Even if he was a god, he could not escape the law of cause and effect.

"It's right to cut off ties with those old friends."

Lu Luan thought to himself, secretly feeling lucky. If he continued to tangle with Xiao Can, Han Wentao and the others, he didn't know what the consequences would be for them.

He flew aimlessly over the Wuding River.

"Let's go there."

Seeing a small town by the river, I decided to go in and take a look.

Not long after, Lu Luan entered the city.

The city is not big, about thirty miles long and wide, but it is home to a large number of monks.

After Lu Luan came in, he saw that the weakest one had the cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

The monks in the city mainly come to this area to hunt for treasures. You can see that many people are placing some strange things on the street to sell, some of which are fake, and some are indeed found by the Wuding River.

"Maybe, I can try my luck here."

Lu Luan walked around the city.

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"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, please stay."

He wandered around for about an hour and found nothing. When he was about to leave, a man who was setting up a stall on the street suddenly called him.

Lu Luan turned around and frowned, asking, "What's the matter?"

This is a little old man who has reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. There are several rare items on the stall in front of him.

The old man introduced with a smile: "Daoyou, these are all found by the Wuding River. They are all treasures. Do you want to take a look?"

Lu Luan had already looked at them when he came over just now. They were all ordinary things. He was not interested, so he shook his head and said, "No need."

There are many small towns like this along the Wuding River, and he plans to go somewhere else to have a look.

The old man didn't intend to let him go, and continued: "Daoyou, you are a disciple of Qinglin Sect."

"good."

Lu Luan nodded. He was wearing the clothes of Qinglin Sect. Although Qinglin Sect was thousands of miles away from here, it was normal to be recognized.

"Have you been to Qinglinmen?"

Lu Luan continued asking.

"Yes, I have been there. Back then, I took my daughter to Qinglin Gate to become an apprentice. Unfortunately, my daughter's aptitude was not good enough, so she was not selected." The old man said so much, obviously trying to get closer to them.

"The requirements of Qinglin Sect are indeed very strict, especially for independent practitioners. I went to become their disciple when I was fourteen, and at that time I only became a record-keeping disciple. Now, I have finally achieved my current level of cultivation." With nothing to do, Lu Luan also started chatting with him, while his eyes were also scanning the things in front of the old man.

"I heard that your sect leader has broken through to the late Jindan realm."

The old man knew quite a bit about Qinglin Sect.

"Well, the current strength of the sect master is unfathomable..."

Seeing Lu Luan looking at the things he wanted to buy, the old man said, "Daoyou, these are all good things. If you like any of them, I can sell them to you at a low price."

"Let me take a look."

Lu Luan responded without even looking up.

"This stone seems to be a fragment of something."

He saw a black stone the size of a fist in the corner, so he took it in his hand and looked at it.

The old man quickly introduced: "Daoyou, I found this gem in the Wuding River. Its origin is very mysterious."

"mystery?"

Lu Luan was speechless after hearing this. Even with his perception of the ninth level of Qi Refining, he could tell that this was just an ordinary black stone and was not very useful. At most, it could be used as a material to refine some high-level magical tools.

The reason why he was interested was that he saw a tiny spiritual pattern on the stone, which must be a fragment of something.