Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

As he spoke, he handed over the Zi Fu Ling.

Ye Feixue said in astonishment: "This is the order of the Purple Mansion, isn't it because the Order of the Purple Mansion was lost? Didn't it fall into the hands of the Undead Demon Lord?"

He took the token and checked it carefully to make sure it was real.

"Could it be that the token is fake?" Ye Feixue said, "You used the fake token to deceive the Undead Demon Monarch!"

Lu Xuanji said: "No. That token is also real! My name is Taoist Good Fortune, and I am enlightened on the profound truth of good fortune. I can move all things and make all things good. As long as there is no thing that exceeds my own level, it can be made. Purple Mansion Ling seems to be very special, but the grade does not exceed the immortal level, and I can make it."

Speaking of which, the power of good fortune on the fingers is flickering and changing, and it seems that it can create brand new things.

At the time of the golden elixir, Lu Xuanji condensed the golden elixir of good fortune, and at that time he could use the power of good fortune to create many items; after refining the void, with the improvement of the power of good fortune, he could create high-grade things with higher grades s things.

After crossing the catastrophe, with the help of the power of good fortune, Lu Xuanji can create various items, such as fairy gold, magical materials, spiritual fruits, spiritual stones, spiritual crystals, spiritual veins, spiritual trees, etc. As long as the items that exist in the world are almost can be manufactured.

Why almost?

Because there are several limitations.

First, if you want to make something, you must be familiar with it. If you are not familiar with it, you cannot make it without understanding it. Second, to manufacture something, the corresponding materials and spiritual energy must be consumed, and it is impossible to create something out of nothing; third, the moment you create something, you will lose your luck.

Everything has luck. If you use something, it will consume your own luck.

The more powerful something is, the greater the damage will be.

At the moment of obtaining the Purple Mansion Order, Lu Xuanji was directly familiar with its structure, and created a new Purple Mansion Order.

In fact, what was created is very real, at least the Undead Demon Lord has concealed it.

"The power of good fortune can actually create all things... I underestimated my brother's methods!" Ye Feixue said, and sighed emotionally: "Your methods are not as good as the fairy king."

Lu Xuanji asked: "What is an Immortal King? How are realms divided in the Immortal World, and how are strong and weak divided!"

Ye Feixue said: "Brother has already crossed the fifth level of tribulation. If there is a chance to ascend to the fairy world in the future, I can tell you in advance. After ascending to the fairy world, you can become a real fairy. When you reach the real fairy realm, you must be familiar with the mysteries. Comprehend the runes, and with the help of the Dao runes, weave your own ring of magical powers.

Weaving the first ring of magical powers is the first level of true immortality; weaving the second ring of magical powers is the second level of true immortality; It can activate the secret technique to smelt the ring of supernatural powers into the body, thus breaking the shackles and stepping into the realm of the fairy king! "

"The Immortal King is also a high existence in the Immortal World, supreme and majestic in the Immortal World."

"The fairyland is not peaceful. Human races, monster races, demon races, **** races, weird races, etc., are fighting for luck, resources, and pursuit of a higher realm. They are fighting each other in fierce **** battles. That said. At that time, the Ice and Snow Immortal King fell during the great war, and only a trace of remnant soul escaped. I was the reincarnation of that remnant soul, and after reaching the realm of transforming gods, I gradually awakened the memory of my previous life..."

"This little resource in the mortal world is nothing to the fairy world. If it weren't for this competition for the Purple Mansion Order, that undead Demon Lord would not have descended to the realm at all! After getting the Purple Mansion Order, he would not be here The lower realm is entangled, and it flies away directly."

As if thinking of something, a golden book appeared in Ye Feixue's palm.

He waved and handed it over.

The book records all kinds of things in the fairy world, which can be regarded as an encyclopedia.

Lu Xuanji just took a rough look, then took it back.

There is plenty of time, there is no need to look now.

Lu Xuanji asked: "Xiaoxue, when did you ascend to the Immortal Realm?"

Ye Feixue said: "The power of attraction in the fairy world is increasing, and I can't hold it anymore. Brother, you have to be careful..."

Speaking of this, the feathered light on his body is flickering, the power of receiving and attracting is increasing, and the gate of the fairy world is opening, as if endless lights are flickering. After just a few breaths, Ye Feixue disappeared and flew directly to the Immortal Realm.

Later, the gate of the fairy world was completely closed.

The figure flickered, and Lu Xuanji disappeared.

Enter the Lu Family Cave and begin to retreat.

In the cave, Lu Xuanji sat on the throne, aloof, looking at the new Zifu world.

This fused new world has a wider area, more active laws, more resources, and many races and powerful monks. Disputes and contradictions are also extremely fierce, and fighting is even more tragic. But now, it has become very quiet.

Most of the monks who have crossed the catastrophe are retreating and comprehending, using the energy of world fusion to improve their own enlightenment.

The Taoist monks are also retreating, and they are comprehending certain opportunities.

There are only a few cultivators who are cultivating the Void, and they are fighting fiercely for some territory and some resources.

There are also some low-level monks who are fighting, fighting for profit, and fighting fiercely.

"The fairy world, the fairy world is a huge stage!"

Lu Xuanji looked up at the void, and suddenly sighed:

Those sites, resources, power, etc. in the lower realm are nothing to senior monks.

After receiving the Order of the Purple Mansion, the Undead Demon Lord chose to ascend, and the other monks also chose to ascend.

All kinds of things in the world are not worth nostalgia at all.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, the void is flickering, a figure in green clothes appears, the aura on the body is changing, calamity and good fortune are in birth and death, the law of heaven is repelling and suppressing, and at the same time, the origin of the world is running, and the void is blocking it. The robbery clouds are condensing, the golden thunder and lightning are flashing, and the human-shaped lightning is rising and falling.

Ten thousand laws are rioting, and the destructive energy is rising and falling, as if it wants to tear everything apart and destroy everything.

That phantom is flickering, criss-crossing the magnetic field in the thunder and lightning, the mana is resisting waves of doom, and at the same time the secret technique is running, countless lightning powers, and violent auras are all surging violently Moving, converging towards the acupoints, refining his own mana, making up for the loss caused by fighting.

The void is changing, and another golden lightning is condensing, turning into a golden spear.

On the spear, there is a golden texture, the texture is changing and undulating, in the violent fluctuation of life and death, the tip of the spear stabs upward with a cold light.

The cyan figure was flickering, the qi on his body was growing and dying, his fists were attacking, the golden spear burst out with hot light, and then shattered, turning into golden thunderbolts, scattered into the surrounding void among.

The calamity cloud is condensing again, the destructive thunder and lightning are condensing, the breath of death is condensing, the black wind, the white flame, the golden electric light, etc., many calamities are intertwined together, converging into the supreme calamity descending , cleaning everything, exterminating everything.

The cyan light was flickering, and was directly overwhelmed by calamity.

Boom boom boom!

The void is resounding violently, the catastrophe is continuously erupting, the frequency and rhythm of the attacks are accelerating, and the lethality of the catastrophe is increasing. The figure inside was flickering, its aura changed color and became more and more exhausted, and finally disappeared completely.

The catastrophe also gradually dissipated.

After all, this great ability to cross the catastrophe was a bit weaker. He failed to resist the catastrophe and fell into the catastrophe.

At this moment, the robbery clouds were flickering in the void, and one after another, the robbery clouds appeared one after another.

There are about a dozen or so great powers who are in different corners of the world, arousing their own auras, and the calamity will follow.

The catastrophe continued, and the violent bombardment continued.

In the end, when the calamity dissipated, only one cultivator survived the catastrophe, and disappeared in a flash to go to heal his wounds. As for the other eighteen great powers who crossed the catastrophe, they all fell in the calamity and turned into ashes.

"Becoming an immortal, how difficult is it?"

Lu Xuanji sighed slightly.

Every step of a monk's cultivation of immortality is bumpy, arduous, and full of dangers.

After crossing the catastrophe, you have to go through nine catastrophes. Every time there is a calamity, some monks will fall and turn into ashes, and there will be only one out of ten. In the end, very few can ascend to the fairy world. In the history of the Zifu world, almost every 100,000 years, only two or three monks ascended to the fairy world.

Suppressing the impetuousness in his heart and killing the delusions in his heart, Lu Xuanji took out the golden book and began to read it.

The paper of the book is forged with fairy gold, it is only a thin sheet, but it is soft and tough.

Turning to the first page, Lu Xuanji's eyes fell on the words on it, sorting out the information on it.

In the books, there are no mysterious exercises, supreme supernatural powers, or taboo secret techniques. They only record some common sense things in the fairy world, introducing the geographical environment, products, and power structure of the fairy world.

At the end, when I closed the book, I already had a rough understanding of the fairy world.

The figure flickered away from the Lujiadongtian, and arrived in the world of Zifu. He felt the law circulating in the void, and there were chains of shackles trapped on the body, suppressing himself.

With a shout, the breath from Lu Xuanji's body burst out, urging the secret technique to break the shackles that were pressing on his body. As the shackles were removed, the sky's calamity clouds were surging, the golden thunder and lightning were flashing, and the karma The fire is burning, the magic energy is changing, and the doom of destruction is coming.

Like the wrath of heaven, the calamity is unprecedentedly violent.

Lu Xuanji stimulated the mana, and the mana of good fortune was running. Thirty-three days appeared behind him, and the magic fist of good fortune blasted out.

Boom boom boom!

The bright white light was annihilating everything, and the domineering aura swept all directions, suppressing the universe.

…

Time is passing by little by little, the calamity in the void continues, and the destruction is also rising.

That figure flickered in the midst of the catastrophe, and as the catastrophe continued, not only did his cultivation not decrease, but it soared, his blood was burning violently, like a furnace of life was running, and his breath became stronger and more ferocious Overbearing and unspeakable.

In the void, a man and a woman stood, watching this scene.

The man is tall, wearing a golden battle armor, with a flame texture between his brows, holding a red sword in his hand, the red flame is burning on his body, exuding a hot and destructive breath; the woman is tall, with slender legs, wearing white His dress, the breath of ice radiates all around, as if to freeze the void.

The different breaths of ice and fire are colliding, but they are harmonious and unified.

"The Taoist Good Fortune has gone through two catastrophes in a row, and the catastrophe has become more violent, and his cultivation has become stronger!" the man said, with a worried tone in his tone: "At this point, I can no longer beat him. Together, I will be the last to perish!"

The woman also said: "The Taoist Good Fortune is stronger than we expected. The Undead Demon Lord left easily, but left us with disasters. If the Taoist Good Fortune directly attacked us and cleaned everything on the eve of his ascension, then we It's dangerous!"

"Tell me, if we want to kill Taoist Good Fortune, how many powerful people do we need to use, and what price will we have to pay!"

The man said: "The good luck Taoist is already on the seventh floor of the tribulation, but it only takes ten moves to kill the ninth floor of the robbery like me. If you want to surround and kill him, you need to use at least five peaks of the tribulation, and at least die in the fierce battle." Three..."

When he said this, his tone fell silent.

The Ninth Floor of Crossing Tribulation, also known as the Peak of Crossing Tribulation.

In the Feiyu world, there are many powerful people, and there are many monks. At the moment when the world merges, some monks have broken the shackles and entered a new realm.

But even so, in his perception, there are only less than 20 people who are at the peak of crossing the catastrophe.

These twenty peak crossing tribulations stand in different camps, each has different positions, and there are conflicts. It is difficult to gather five peak crossing tribulations. What's more, after reaching the peak of crossing the catastrophe, it's not about retreating and studying, striving for the mystery in the dark, and working hard to ascend to the fairy world.

It would be a big loss if you damaged your own blood and caused yourself injuries for the sake of fighting and fighting, and had no hope of ascending.

For the peak of crossing the catastrophe, family interests are important, sect interests are important, relatives and heirs are important, they can live forever, and ascending to the fairy world is even more important.

The woman said: "Only passing through the seventh floor of the tribulation, Taoist Good Fortune can overwhelm us; if we reach the eighth and ninth floors of the tribulation, how powerful, how domineering, and how invincible. Alone, Or the power of the clan alone is no longer enough to threaten Taoist Creation!"

"I suggest that the eight great holy races, the undead demon race, and other high-ranking races be called together to participate in the meeting. Whether to fight or not, and how to fight, they should gather together and discuss with each other. .Not just the responsibilities and obligations of our two races.”

The man said: "Yes, let's hold a meeting! Let's discuss whether to fight or not. However, I am also prepared for the worst..."

As he spoke, his figure flickered and disappeared.

The cunning rabbit and the three caves can save his life.

The reason why the Flame Demon Clan can continue to this day is because they do things safely and comprehensively, leaving no flaws. Always be able to lay the groundwork for the rise of the race at the moment of trough; keep a trace of fire at the most dangerous moment.

If it is this battle, choose to encircle and suppress Taoist Creation, and win everything.

But if it fails, the fire plan will be activated.

In other words, the losses in the battle are huge, and some areas must be retreated.

"This old fox!"

The woman sneered, her footsteps flickered, and she left directly.

He is also planning the future of the race in his heart, making plans for the Ice Demon Race.

Up to now, it is impossible to continue to fight with the monks in the Zifu world. It is meaningless to win, and the loss is also great if you fail. It's just that big battles can't be fought anymore, but small battles, small fights, still have to go on.

"I'm already on the ninth floor of the tribulation, standing at the peak of the mortal world, but I just want to ascend to the fairy world, and I still have a narrow escape!"

Thinking about the future, the woman couldn't help feeling sad.

Theoretically, when you reach the peak of Transcending Tribulation, you can open the gate of the fairy world and ascend to the fairy world.

It's just that during the process of ascension to the fairy world, you will be attacked by the immortal robbery, and you are lucky to have one of the ten ascension monks alive.

A woman has self-knowledge, she has been able to ascend to the fairy world, but the probability of dying in the fairy robbery is very high.

Not long ago, eighteen members of the Undead Demon Clan ascended to the Immortal Realm, but most of them were safe and sound, and flew away safely. It was because of the protection of the Undead Demon Lord that these soaring monks went from narrow escapes to safe ascension without a single casualty.

"The Taoist Good Fortune is quite powerful, and he is the most hopeful to ascend to the Immortal World. If you can gain his friendship and increase the safety rate of Ascension, it will be the best choice!"

The woman was thinking, but she was thinking of betraying some people and obtaining corresponding benefits and benefits.

…

In the void, the black cloud of robbery dissipated.

The aura on Lu Xuanji's body was rising, and he entered the seventh floor of Transcendence Tribulation, perceiving the void, feeling a series of evil thoughts, and a series of auras that were about to move, as if they were going to attack him cruelly. But it seemed that he was afraid, kept silent, and finally chose to disappear.

The catastrophe has passed, and the human catastrophe has also dispersed.

"It's a pity, some people are still afraid, and still dare not do anything to me!"

Lu Xuanji pinched his fingers and calculated, restraining some information in the void, and shook his head involuntarily.

In the blink of an eye, he was about to disappear.

But at this moment, there was a divine thought passing through, conveying some information.

After Lu Xuanji accepted the information, his figure flickered and disappeared.

The void is changing, lurking towards a certain direction, walking in the chaotic void, walking in the turbulent energy turbulence, finally staying on a meteorite, waiting patiently. At this moment, the void was flickering, and a woman descended.

Beautiful face, soft black long hair coiled on the head, pretty face, straight nose, bright red cherry mouth, pink and delicate white earlobes decorated with beautiful jade earrings, beautiful eyebrows, and a whole body The blue dress could not conceal her beautiful and graceful figure at all, with plump and tall breasts, slender waist, and slender and round jade legs.

It seemed that she had carefully dressed up, but it was Shi Xue.