Chapter 5373: Farewell

"However, cultivation requires a lot of exotic metals, and I'm afraid it's not easy to get them together."

Qiuqiu was a little depressed.

"You don't have to worry about this. Your Wanlian clan has a metal storage warehouse here. There are many strange metals in it. They may be useful to you. I'll take you to have a look."

The old man Sanwu said, he flew out of the stone room first.

It turned out that there were several stone chambers on this stone wall, all of which were closed by stone gates, and the stone gates were covered with formations, so Lu Ming and Qiuqiu didn't notice.

However, the old man Sanwu is proficient in formations, refining tools, alchemy, etc., and his knowledge of formations is extremely deep. Even if he is seriously injured, he can easily break through the formations and enter the stone room.

Sure enough, in a stone room, I saw a variety of metals.

All kinds of different metals emit different rays of light. Lu Ming has heard of many kinds of metals, but he can be sure that they are all rare treasures.

Qiu Qiu was almost drooling, and then flew out directly, rolling in various metal piles.

"However, according to my guess, with your current cultivation base, if you want to cultivate into the skin of the "Wan Lian Xian Jing" and obtain extraordinary power, even if you have these strange metals, it will take at least more than 100,000 years."

At the words of the old man Sanwu, the ball he hit was stunned for a while.

"Of course, you Wanlian clan also have their own shortcuts. In another stone room, there is a formation that can help you quickly refine the Wanlian Immortal Sutra. It is estimated that it will only take a few hundred years to achieve initial success."

Sanwu old man said.

"It will take hundreds of years?"

Qiuqiu still feels too slow.

You know, Lu Ming can only stay in the battlefield of real immortals for a hundred years at most, and within a hundred years, Lu Ming will definitely leave.

How could he have hundreds of years to practice?

But if you don't practice here, it will take more than 100,000 years, and that time is too long.

"This is the Immortal Scripture. Although it's just a superficial cultivation, it's not trivial. It's only been a few hundred years, and it's already extremely fast. Anyone else would laugh out loud."

The old man Sanwu was a little speechless.

"Qiaoqiu, you can practice here, and it won't be too late to find me after you succeed in cultivation."

Lu Ming saw Qiuqiu's hesitation and smiled comfortingly.

He also intends to let Qiuqiu stay here to practice.

Anyway, Lu Ming still has 15,000 or 6,000 combat achievements, so he will have accumulated enough 100,000 combat achievements. By then, he will leave the fairy-level battlefield and return to the original place.

Qiuqiu does not have a jade talisman, and has not obtained military exploits, so he cannot enter the original land.

Moreover, it is useless for Qiuqiu to enter the original place, he does not cultivate the original power, nor does he cultivate the original source.

He only needs to have enough metal and quasi-celestial soldiers to eat.

Qiuqiu is a creature of the fairy-level battlefield, and it is most suitable to stay in the fairy-level battlefield. Following him will only delay his future.

"Lu Ming..."

Qiuqiu was full of reluctance.

"Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to leave. I'll leave after a few decades, so you can practice with peace of mind."

Lu Ming smiled.

"I will practice as soon as possible, and try to complete it within a hundred years."

Qiuqiu gritted his teeth.

Afterwards, Qiuqiu selected the corresponding metal according to the requirements of the Wanlian Immortal Sutra, and then entered another stone room.

In this stone room, there is a mysterious formation, which was used by the Wanlian clan to assist in their cultivation.

The ball came to the middle of the formation, turned into a metal ball, and then various metal materials were suspended around.

"rise!"

The old man Sanwu played out one after another runes, urging this formation that had never been touched in the ages, and this formation, emitting light, began to activate.

Obviously, the person who arranged this formation back then had an unimaginably high level of cultivation, otherwise, the formation would not have been able to function after so long and endless years.

The formation was running, and those special metals squirmed like a liquid, and finally wrapped the ball in it.

The ball turned into something like a metal cocoon.

"This little guy has entered a deep level of cultivation, I'm afraid he won't wake up if he doesn't succeed,

let's go. "

Sanwu old man said.

Lu Ming and Sanwu old man returned to the original secret room, and Sanwu old man re-entered the Wanlian melting furnace.

As for Lu Ming, here he can feel at ease to understand the technique of killing three corpses. If there is something he doesn't understand, he will ask the old man Sanwu for advice.

At the same time, when comprehending the technique of beheading three corpses, one is also comprehending the origin.

It's a pity that Lu Ming's foundation was seriously damaged. Before the foundation was repaired, his cultivation could not be improved at all.

Lu Ming's cultivation now is just repairing the foundation.

However, the efficiency is extremely slow.

At this rate, it is basically impossible to completely repair it without a sidereal year.

This is pretty fast. Once other people hurt their foundations, they will have to cultivate for dozens of stellar years.

In the blink of an eye, more than ninety years have passed.

A hundred years is not far away.

At this time, Lu Ming was about to leave.

However, Qiuqiu is still in seclusion. I am afraid that like the old man Sanwu said, it is impossible for Qiuqiu to leave the seclusion within a few hundred years.

"Senior, are you not leaving?"

Lu Ming asked the old man Sanwu.

"It's hard for me to leave. This place is the core of the Wanlian Clan. The Wanlian Furnace penetrates the earth's veins and absorbs power continuously. Only then can I suppress the immortal power of the chaos. Once I leave, without the suppression of the power of the Wanlian Furnace, I have to be distracted to resist the thunder disaster." , I am afraid that it will fall soon."

Old Man Sanwu said that he was also helpless.

If he could leave, Old Man Sanwu would have left long ago.

This is the battlefield of the real immortals, the source of the thunder calamity is not isolated, and the real immortals are also bombarded by the thunder calamity for a long time.

Once you leave this place, even if you bring the Wanlian Furnace with you, if the Wanlian Furnace cannot absorb enough power, it will not be able to suppress the Chaos Immortal Power, and if it is bombarded by the Thunder Tribulation, the old man Sanwu can't last long.

For more than 90 years, Lu Ming often saw the old man Sanwu being bombarded by thunder.

This kind of thunder calamity is naturally irresistible to Lu Ming, but it is nothing to the true immortal.

Ordinary true immortals can easily block them, and they can refine their immortal bodies and souls with the help of thunder calamity.

Although the old man Sanwu was seriously injured, as long as he used the power of Wanlian Furnace to suppress the Immortal Immortal Power in his body, he could block the thunder calamity's bombardment.

"Senior, when this junior enters the immortal way, he will definitely come back to help senior remove the chaotic immortal power."

Lu Ming said.

After getting along for many years, Lu Ming has accepted the old man Sanwu sincerely, and regarded the old man Sanwu as a respectable senior.

In these years, besides the technique of beheading the three corpses, Lu Ming also learned a lot of other knowledge from the old man Sanwu.

"The old man believes in you. With your talent, you will soon become an immortal. It will be a matter of time before you set foot in the realm of the immortal king."

The old man Sanwu said with a smile.

After getting along with each other for these years, the old man Sanwu was more and more amazed at Lu Ming's talent.

Such a talent is rare even for an old antique like him who has lived for a long time.