My Disciples Are All Villains - 623. Chapter 615 Yu Zhenghai, your fate is really big (1 more seeking subscription)

When he saw this, Lu Zhou suddenly felt that the woman surnamed Luo was prone to emotional ups and downs, like a young girl, but she was very good at sorting out her mentality, and often cheered for herself in the transcript. It can be seen that she is very persistent in her pursuit.

In other words, she is now the “lunatic” in the words of the Great Yan Emperor.

So… why are the ideas between the two opposite?

Lu Zhou continued to watch–

“I bought a rough map from a grocery store. It is strange that, except for the difference in details, the overall outline is somewhat similar to my hometown. I sometimes wonder if I am dreaming, but I have Enough ways to distinguish true from false.”

The next few pages are records of some symbols, which I don’t quite understand.

It should be a symbol she uses personally.

“The lack of younger eight leaves to verify the total number of lifespans drawn by the golden lotus… This is really a problem. The lifespan of the cultivator eight leaves here is only about a thousand years, and the lifespan drawn by the golden lotus is more than 900 years.”

“Today I thought of a new way to use red runes to extend my life. The remaining runes easily reveal my identity. I hid them in the ancient tomb.”

Further down, there are some date records, without writing down the actual content.

When I turned it over again, quite a few pages of content were torn off.

The penultimate page reads:

“The method of supplementing life span can be used in breakthroughs, but the requirements are extremely demanding. After verification, the red rune method is not feasible. The morning method is more suitable. The life span of the golden lotus should be between one thousand one hundred and one thousand two hundred. Between years.”

“Although it solves the problem of Golden Lotus, this method is really harsh…Is there any other method suitable for most people?”

“It would be nice if everyone could have the spirit of exploration like me, but most of the people here are not interested in Jiuye’s affairs.”

“Unfortunately, the question of the shackles of heaven and earth still has no answer, but fortunately, people do not have such confusion here.”

the last page.

“I’m not the only one who came here…”

This last sentence seemed very scribbled, as if it were written in a hurry.

The rest is blank.

What can be confirmed from this transcript is that this woman surnamed Luo possesses a lot of knowledge and unstable and controllable power, and her cultivation is likely to be like Yun Tianluo said, she is a nine-leaf or even ten-leaf powerhouse. .

If these transcripts are true, there really are more than one or two people who practiced Red Lotus who came here, and their cultivation level is high, then why didn’t they trigger the “world-class disaster” mentioned by the Great Yandi Master?

Leaving aside the torn-out part of the transcript, the rest was written very detailed, not like a silly silly work, especially the golden lotus drew life span. She came up with the answer: “One thousand one hundred to one thousand two hundred years.” “between. Neuropathy, can’t get such an answer.

If this person is still there, I am afraid she would never have thought that the world will solve this problem by cutting lotus.

So……

Where is she now?

Close the stale notes, because a corner of the book is too old, part of it is separated again.

After so long, is she still alive?

There is no mention of her hometown in the notes, which is somewhat regrettable. This made Lu Zhou even more curious. Is their hometown really all cultivated red lotus?

red lotus……

Lu Zhou thought of conch.

Perhaps she can learn more about Gulian’s practice.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou closed his eyes to comprehend the heavenly scriptures.

In the morning of the next day, Lu Zhou called the conch to the Taizheng Palace and rejected the others.

Conch did not know what Master was going to do, and curiously saluted: “Master.”

Lu Zhou looked at the conch.

“Sacrifice your Law Bodies.”

“Oh.”

Conch stretched out her small white hand and spread it out.

Mind moved slightly, a dharma body like a little red man suspended in the palm of his hand.

It is indeed red, and no red lotus is produced.

Did Jin Jian make a mistake, or was he dazzled by himself?

Lu Zhou flipped his palm, and Taixu Jinjian appeared in his palm, his vitality surged, and Jinjian shone brightly and landed on Little Conch.

Then, beneath the little red man looming, a red lotus appeared…

“red lotus……”

Lu Zhou put away Jin Jian and asked, “Are you going to break through?”

Conch did not understand, but excitedly said: “Master, am I going to break through again?”

again……

If you let other people hear this word, how do you feel?

Lu Zhou sensed her cultivation level, and indeed entered the middle and late stages of the God’s Court, but it was still some distance away from Baijiedong Ming. As a special treasure, Jin Jian can be used to identify true and false, false and true, and there should be no mistakes. This means that the actual potential of Conch may have reached the level of Hundred Tribulation Caverns.

This is not cultivating, this is indeed a kind of…wake up.

“Conch, have you seen a red lotus before?” Lu Zhou asked.

Conch nodded: “Yeah.”

“where?”

“Can not remember.”

“Then how did you get here, remember?”

“Can not remember.”

Lu Zhou was suspicious, could it be that Conch, like himself, lost his memory?

“Finally, you can practice hard.”

“The disciples obeyed.”

The conch bounced around and left the Taisho Palace.

Seeing her leaving behind, Lu Zhou wondered whether the Red Lotus practitioners would be the giants around the ants.

It is clearly recorded in the transcript: Honglian does not absorb life. This means…the red lotus practitioner has no life limit from eight to nine leaves.

The torrent of the times has quietly opened, and no one knows what the future will look like.

…

Ten days later, under the moonlight.

At the end of the Burial Ground, on the treetops of the towering trees near the quagmire.

Yu Shangrong lay on the branch, holding the longevity sword, his eyes closed slightly.

Call.

Ji Liangma circled and flew back from a distance, circled over the quagmire, and then ran towards the distance, not knowing whether it was looking for food or looking for a mare.

Yu Shangrong opened his eyes.

The ears also moved.

When he tilted his body, he slid off the branches like catkins, adjusted ninety degrees, and floated above the quagmire.

The eyes fell down.

Snore.

Snore.

In the middle of the quagmire, there is a pool of clear water, like a spring, glowing with faint fluorescence under the shining of moonlight.

One after another blisters rose.

Yu Shangrong smiled slightly: “Your fate is really big.”

This means… Yu Zhenghai’s life is continued.

Without Qimin, he lives in caves and eats soil. When a person dies, his heart is immortal, buried in it, and reincarnated as a person.

He could feel the vitality from all directions, gathering in the mud, and he could also feel the richness of the sun and the moon in the water.

Over the past ten days, he has been paying close attention to the subtle changes in the quagmire… The lifelessness and no movement from the beginning made him a little worried and disappointed. But he did not give up, staying here day and night. This is Yu Zhenghai’s last hope and his only chance to survive. Yu Shangrong has done his best, and all that is left is to wait patiently.

Yu Shangrong mobilized his vitality and landed on the quagmire, trying to perceive the movement below.

Perhaps it was the natural topography and excellent environment here that allowed his vitality to dissipate in the world and return to nature as soon as he approached the pool water and soil.

God has given mankind to practice, harness the vitality from the natural environment, form self-protection, and even destroy the world. But at some point, even the powerful Eight-Leaf Expert still appears insignificant in this vast and mysterious nature, just like a grain of dust.

“Alright, I never lack patience… I hope you don’t let me down.” Yu Shangrong stepped forward.

The night is getting thicker and the stars are magnificent.

Yu Shangrong climbed into the air higher than the tree, trying to find the position of Ji Liangma.

Gaze search——

He didn’t see the shadow of Ji Liangma, but saw the cultivators slowly flying in densely formed long dragons under the moonlight.

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly and entered the jungle.