Mortal's journey to immortality

Chapter 1455 A blink of an eye

Wang Lu looked at the barely visible tiny thing carefully.

He looked intently with his snow-white eyes and discovered that it actually had three pairs of light blue legs as slender as hairs.

No wonder he moves as fast as the wind and as lightning.

Let's just classify you as a Zerg.

Wang Lu smiled and moved his mind. As the little guy’s cultivation level was very close to the human race’s Divine Transformation Stage, he thought they should be able to communicate with each other through minds.

However, no matter how he used his spiritual awareness, spiritual perception, and thoughts, the other party did not respond at all and remained limp and motionless.

He didn't respond when he was scolded or beaten, and he didn't react no matter how Wang Lu tormented him.

If it had a pair of eyes, they would definitely be particularly innocent, staring at him to stop immediately.

Wang Lu tried everything, but to no avail.

In fact, he has another secret weapon that will surely make him successful.

That is Zijiu.

But this little ancestor is angry now.

After entering Taiyuan, every time Zijiu asked him to fight, he was forcefully rejected.

Why didn't he summon Zi Jiu? Because he wanted to test how strong his own strength had reached.

In the past, whenever he was in danger or on the verge of death, Zijiu would always step forward to help him face the danger of death.

Now he has reached a realm that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

The "Flying Through the Clouds" technique he had recreated with great difficulty, even at the cost of damaging his meridians and his own body, had now been circulated by him to a speed of 7,500 feet per breath, as fast as a snap of a finger.

His strength was trained to the perfect state of the second level "Hidden Acupoint Realm" of "Kui Niu Treading on the Sky" and he even went to a higher level, successively opening up the three hidden acupoints of Banyu, Chijun and Nachuan, which brought about a drastic improvement in his body and strength.

Xuetong was equally unwilling to be outdone. After surviving many dangers, she retrieved the two small fragments of "Seeing Flowers in the Mist" and "Fire Eyes and Golden Pupils", and has now entered the door.

Even with his lowest level of cultivation, he was able to reach the late stage of the Spirit Transformation period, just one step away from the middle stage.

His signature skill is the art of talismans. He has practiced eight kinds of super talismans, including the super spirit gathering talisman, the ghost and god invisible talisman, the Taiyi formation talisman, the thousand-mile teleportation talisman, the underground talisman, and another kind of talisman which is a powerful weapon and has not yet appeared in the world. There are six kinds of talismans in total, which gives him great confidence.

Of course, there are also the transformed "Absolute Hidden", the Sky-Supporting Stick, the Six-Star Moon-Sailing Blade, the "Thousands of Blades", the "Endless Overlap", the "Infinite"... and so on, all of which have been elevated to a whole new level by him.

Along the way, the loneliness, sadness, persistence, fighting for survival, unwillingness to admit defeat, indomitable spirit, self-comfort, self-encouragement... cannot be told to outsiders, not even his closest friend Chen Yaer can share his burden.

Many times, you have to face things on your own without any hesitation or retreat.

Wang Lu smiled bitterly and thought again. He didn't notice the little guy before because he was practicing.

What to cultivate? Naturally, speed.

No wonder the three little guys outside were following us so hard. They also wanted to enter this strange space and develop speed that would shock the world.

But how could the little guy share this precious land with others, so he looked left and right and was extremely cautious along the way, just to get rid of the three followers.

Hey, it did it, but it didn't expect that the mantis stalks the cicada, while the oriole is still chasing after it, and it got a huge bargain.

The little guy doesn't have spiritual awareness like humans and cannot temper it, but this magical black energy can greatly increase its speed.

This small piece of heaven and earth is a paradise among paradises. It is rarely seen in the world. Where else can one find it in the outside world?

The reason why Wang Lu used his spiritual sense to lock it tightly was because he was worried that it would run away all of a sudden.

You have to know that even with the Snow Eye's five thousand times slowdown, it still couldn't capture its trace, so you can imagine how fast it is in this space.

It was definitely a long and swift move, fleeting, far exceeding the speed of a finger snapping at a breath.

As for the speed after the maximum speed of the fingers, the ancient books are vague about it and there is no exact name.

Wang Lu gave this title based on his own strength, which he thought was the speed of a flash.

As long as the speed exceeds ten thousand feet, it will become a flash of speed.

The lower limit of the speed of a flash is clear, but where is its upper limit?

Ten thousand feet per breath?

Converted into miles, it is 6,600 miles per breath.

Six thousand six hundred miles? It does seem crazy to think about it, but for high-level cultivators who ride on clouds and mist, it is just like that.

In his opinion, the upper limit of the speed of transformation was at least 100 million feet per breath, maybe 10 billion, 100 billion, 100 trillion, or even jing, gai, jie, rang, gou... so large that it was unimaginable.

The corners of Wang Lu's mouth curled up into a smile like a wooden sculpture or clay sculpture that was shocked beyond measure. Just thinking about it gave him goose bumps all over his body.

It seems that as the realm improves, if one wants to enter the upper realm in the future, one's Snow Pupils must reach several levels, and at least practice slowing down to a hundred thousand, a million, ten million, or even a hundred million times before one can be considered to have reached the master level.

Wang Lu's eyes showed determination. As the Snow Eyes ranked third among the ten great spiritual eyes in the world of immortal cultivation and were extremely rare, he was sure that he could do it. He could do it as well.

At this moment, the word "upper realm" was so urgent in his heart that he must not let Xue Tong down for her favor and devotion to him.

The road ahead is long and arduous, come on, Wang Lu.

Back to the little guy, once he releases his spiritual sense, he might disappear in an instant.

If that happens, I will be trapped in this situation and can only passively wait for the moment when the Taiyuan Secret Realm ends.

Wang Lu pointed his consciousness towards the spirit beast bag and called out in his heart: "Little ancestor, it's dawn, the sun is shining on your buttocks, get up quickly."

There was a "squeak" sound.

Zijiu turned over and wrapped itself tightly with its big wings to prevent Wang Lu from peeping at its sleeping posture.

"Alas, heartless Zijiu, how could I raise such a conscienceless and ungrateful person like you..."

Wang Lu didn't care, pretending to be aggrieved and uncomfortable, sighing and pouring words into Zi Jiu's ears...

At first Zijiu didn't react much, but within ten breaths, Zijiu moved, and its wings trembled slightly. Wang Lu smiled slightly and increased his strength.

Ten breaths later, it stopped pretending and replied in its mind:

Humph, you are so cruel.

"call out."

A streak of purple light flashed out.

Wang Lu looked closely and was shocked.

When her snow-white pupils were fully opened, she saw a purple thread of light disappearing in the blink of an eye at a speed of at least 100,000 feet per breath.

"Whoosh."

In less than a breath, Wang Lu's shoulders sank.

Zijiu proudly returned to his left shoulder, its most comfortable place.

His eyes suddenly turned to the little guy.

"Bang!"

Wang Lu's consciousness was struck hard and immediately became unstable.

The little guy struggled left and right like a madman.

A scream of "ji" entered Wang Lu's mind.

Zi Jiu couldn't stand it anymore. How dare you bully my cute, handsome and kind little master in front of me? I think you are an old man who has eaten arsenic and is tired of living.

Zijiu didn't make any movement, and the little guy suddenly became quiet like an eggplant hit by autumn frost.

Haha, there really is always a winner.

The little guy who had ignored him before met his nemesis.