I am cultivating immortality in the world of immortality

Zhou Changwang's Geng Gold Finger has formed a mark in his mind and turned into a spell seed, but it does not mean that he needs to use this mark every time to cast it.

As long as he wants to, he can use spiritual power to activate it.

Although the power is slightly weaker.

But the advantage is that the number of spells that can be cast is greater.

After a Geng-gold finger, Zhou Changwang soon discovered another black-needle poisonous wasp lying on a Huiling grass, and quickly stretched out his hand to hit it again.

Following the same pattern, the second black-stinged poisonous wasp was killed by him.

Then the third one, the fourth one, the fifth one.

He checked the five acres of spiritual land and finally killed all the black-needle poisonous bees that appeared in the spiritual land.

But his mood did not improve.

Because, even though he had dealt with these black-needle poisonous bees, if a black-needle poisonous bee appears, there must be a hive nearby.

If the hive cannot be eliminated, it will be equivalent to a steady stream of black-needle poisonous bees entering the spiritual field every day and wreaking havoc on his spiritual plants.

"We have to find a way to track these black-spiked poisonous wasps and find their nest."

Zhou Changwang thought, feeling a little helpless.

He couldn't always stay in the spiritual field.

But Hui Ling Cao was about to mature, and one plant was worth a low-grade spiritual stone. He was not willing to let the black-needle poisonous bees ruin it.

Not to mention, there is also the Leiling Rice Tree.

The value is even more immeasurable.

Once he lost one plant... He frowned and couldn't sit still.

And he can't find anyone for this matter.

The thunder rice tree planted in the spiritual field is his big secret, and he doesn't want anyone to discover it.

"For the current plan, we can only learn spells on our own and track this black-needle poisonous wasp."

Zhou Changwang thought of this and quickly ordered the little spirit dog to guard the medicine field while he hurried out.

Fortunately, in the market, there may be very few high-level spells, but low-level spells are not difficult to buy as long as you have spiritual stones.

Even tracking techniques have many kinds.

The art of searching for taste, the art of sending spirits, the art of locking souls within a hundred miles, the art of tracking thousands of miles...

Zhou Changwang wanted to learn the latter two, but they were all mid-level or even high-level spells. He estimated that it would take at least a few days to get started, so he chose the spirit sending spell.

It is a basic spell, and getting started is relatively simple.

This is a spell that can mark a spiritual breath on the target and then track it.

The price is not expensive, only ten pieces of low-grade spiritual stone.

After Zhou Changwang finished shopping, he hurried back home.

He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that there was no trace of the black-needle poisonous wasp.

Then he quickly started practicing his spells.

Although the spirit sending technique is an elementary spell, it has a lot of rune structures, eight in total.

After Zhou Changwang became familiar with it, he began to try to sketch it one by one.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

On the way, from time to time, black-needle poisonous bees ran into the spirit field. The little spirit dog was very alert and roared as soon as it appeared. Zhou Changwang ran over in time to kill it.

Although he needs to use the black-needle poisonous wasps to track down their nests, he has not yet mastered the art of sending spirits, so of course he will not hold back.

Perhaps because his mental strength had improved slightly during this period, Zhou Changwang's efficiency in learning spells also improved a lot.

Finally, he successfully cast this spell after the third hour.

The punctuation point naturally fell on the little spirit dog.

Then he clearly felt that a spiritual aura fell on the little spirit dog. Even if he closed his eyes and walked far away, he could still feel this mark.

"Finally getting started."

Zhou Changwang breathed a long sigh of relief, stood up quickly, and looked around.

It's just a pity that before, he was afraid that black-styled poisonous bees would come to disturb and plunder his spiritual field, so he came to kill one by one. Now he wants to find one, but he can't find it.

As a last resort, Zhou Changwang had no choice but to use the spirit sending technique to increase his spell experience while waiting secretly.

Soon, the sun set in the west and the sky gradually darkened.

Just when he thought that the Black Stinged Venomous Bee would not appear, finally another Black Stinging Venomous Bee flew over from the east.

"Coming from the east?"

Zhou Changwang muttered and frowned slightly.

In that direction, all the high-level monks live.

However, he did not hesitate at all. After the black-needle poisonous bee landed in the spiritual field, he directly faced it and began to use the spirit sending technique as soon as possible.

However, compared to ordinary spiritual insects, the black-needle poisonous wasp is much more aggressive. As soon as Zhou Changwang got closer, it raised its tail and quickly stabbed him with tiny black needles.

Zhou Changwang didn't want to interrupt his spell casting, so he took out a light body charm and activated it. With a slight movement on his body and a wrong step, he quickly dodged the stab.

"Ouch!"

The little spirit dog roared and flew over at this moment, its movements extremely swift.

However, the Black Needle Spirit Peak can fly after all, and its speed is not slow. He just pulled his body up and dodged it.

"go!"

At this moment, Zhou Changwang finally used the spirit sending technique.

I saw little bits of spiritual light gathering together with his low shout, and then turned into a transparent light spot, which quickly fell on the Black Needle Bee.

Send Spirit +1

It worked.

The light spots were successfully marked on the body of the black-needle poisonous bee.

Feeling relieved, Zhou Changwang quickly stopped the little spirit dog from continuing to attack and allowed the black needle spirit peak to fly around.

However, once it wants to land and rush towards the spiritual plant, he will immediately step forward and drive it away with water spirit magic.

After doing this three or four times, the black-needle poisonous bee finally knew that it would not get any good from here, so it flew off in the direction it came from.

"In the entry-level spiritual technique, the sensing distance is only five hundred meters... In fact, if the distance exceeds one hundred meters, the perception will be blurred, and if the distance exceeds two hundred meters, it will not be sensed. Moreover, the mark can only last for three hours. After three hours, the spiritual energy light spots will dissipate..."

With thoughts flashing through his mind, Zhou Changwang hurried to the front yard and quickly went out.

Then after a brief sense, I intuitively felt that there was a pulling force coming from the east, and I quickly chased after it.

However, in the city, there were houses all over the place, and he did not have the ability to fly and escape, so he could only take a detour, and even lost him in the middle.

Fortunately, he judged that the other party's lair was roughly in the east, and then after walking around the manors, he sensed the spiritual light again.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Changwang appeared at the door of a manor, with a hint of uncertainty on his face.

The worst outcome occurred.

Although he had guessed before that the black-needle poisonous bee was probably being raised by someone. After all, such spiritual insects rarely appeared in the inner city of Fang City, and once they appeared, they would be eradicated.

But when this situation really happened, he couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

Especially when he saw that there were more than one black-needle venomous wasps constantly entering this manor, his expression became even more gloomy.

There is no doubt that the nest of the black-needle poisonous bee is within this manor.

And from the protective formation that was always activated in the manor, it was not difficult for him to conclude that someone lived here.

This is difficult to handle.

It was impossible for him to break into someone else's manor and eradicate the black-spiked bees.

And the most important thing is that this is the East District, which is famous throughout the city as the place where high-level monks live.

As for the manor in front of him, he could tell at a glance that it was much larger than the small courtyard where he lived.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding world is also more abundant, so it is obvious that the status of the people living here will not be low.

At this moment, Zhou Changwang noticed an old man walking slowly with a hand-held vegetable basket in the distance and a bag of spiritual rice on his back.

The old man's strength is not weak. He is much stronger than him at the fourth level of Qi refining, but in this East District, he seems a bit inconspicuous.

Zhou Changwang knew that not all people living in the East District were high-level monks and top experts.

Among them, there are many servants, servants, even spiritual farmer monks hired to farm, and of course there are family members.

Cultivation of immortality is not about being heartless and lustless, having no desires or pursuits. It is not a legend that one person can achieve enlightenment, and that chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. When a monk becomes strong, he will naturally care about old relationships and take care of his family.

Many immortal cultivating families were formed because of this.

Zhou Changwang guessed that this old man should be a family member or servant of a certain high-level monk. Seeing him walking towards the gate of the manor opposite, he quickly stepped forward and said hello, "Senior!"

"What's the matter?"

The old man was very wary and looked Zhou Changwang up and down.

"Senior, I would like to ask you who lives in this manor? I have a spiritual pet that flew in. At this time, I don't dare to break in or disturb you."

After hesitating slightly, Zhou Changwang said this.

"that house?"

Following the direction pointed by Zhou Changwang, the old man's expression changed, and then he looked at him with pity and said, "Flying spiritual pets? Then I advise you to buy one while the casual cultivator market is not closed yet." New spiritual pet, as for this one, I guess the bones can’t be found now.”

"ah?"

Zhou Changwang was stunned.

"Do you know who lives in there?"

The old man did not expect Zhou Changwang to answer, and said to himself: "Insect King Xue Tong, there is a whole insect nest in his manor, let alone spiritual pets. Even if the high-level monks go in, they will not be able to eat them.

You must have heard that insect cultivators have very weird personalities due to their skills. Last time I met a young man, I knocked on his door recklessly and then never came out again..."

"Is there no way at all?

Is this person very strong? "

Zhou Changwang asked with a somewhat uncertain expression.

"Whether you are strong or not depends on who you compare with. Compared to me, of course you are very strong, but compared to my master, it is far inferior. At best, you are only at the sixth level of Qi refining.

But he is an insect cultivator after all, and can control the attack of spirit insects. When the spirit insects swarm and cover the ground, ordinary high-level cultivators are no match. "

The old man said with emotion.

"I wonder who your master is?"

Zhou Changwang saw the proud look on the other person's face when he mentioned his master, so he had no choice but to follow the conversation and ask.

"Qi Bei Sword Xiu Wanqing River!"

The old man continued.

"It turns out to be Senior Qi Bei Sword Cultivator Wan Lao, whom I have admired for a long time."

Zhou Changwang quickly handed over his hand, but in his heart he had no impression of this high-level monk.

Before, he was just a low-level spiritual farmer, and the number of people he knew was really limited.

However, the opponent is a sword cultivator, and his strength is far superior to that of the same level. He is very powerful.

"It's easy to talk about."

The old man also had a smile on his face, but he couldn't help but murmur in his heart, why is he called Senior Wan Lao when he is only in his early forties?

Everyone who comes to visit me says that I am young and promising, with unparalleled swordsmanship, and that he is the most likely young monk in Fengming Wufang City to attack the realm of foundation building in the past ten years...

Why are you an old-timer?