Seeking Immortals

After confirming that there was a congenital master in Longzeyuan, Li Qing ordered the East and West factories to conduct more secret investigations in the surrounding area, and indeed found that the number of top White Lotus Sect masters in this area was greater than other places.

Li Qing also finally determined that the main altar of the White Lotus Sect is located on Zexin Island in Long Zeyuan.

It took more than five years to search back and forth.

The life of the grand master is only a hundred years, who would spend more than five years looking for it like this, only Li Qing!

Li Qing did not report the information of the main altar to the imperial court, but continued to search other remote mountains and rivers according to the original plan. After a year, he gave up the search on the grounds that he could not find the location of the main altar, and ordered the accompanying followers to go back to the headquarters.

Li Qing quietly came to Long Zeyuan again.

"It's been another year, and I don't know if Master Bailian is dead or not."

Li Qingsan entered Long Zeyuan.

Just like the second time, when Li Qing looked at Zexin Island from a distance, he could feel the innate air.

"He's not dead yet, come back in three months."

Li Qing fled in an instant.

Li Qing left only a little, and the island flew to the place where Li Qing fled.

"Who is this?"

"Shrinking your head and shrinking your head, you don't have the style of a master!"

"See you if you want to see, fight if you want to fight, and don't face each other when you meet, you are really a scumbag!"

The white-haired Xiantian glanced at Li Qingfei's direction, and shook his head helplessly, not to mention that he is in his twilight years, old and frail, even at the peak of his life, there is nothing he can do when he meets such a Xiantian who runs away without meeting, he has to hit him hard first , it is possible to catch up.

Moreover, he was also afraid of being cheated, so he didn't dare to pursue him deeply.

The white-haired man had no choice but to go back to the island.

Three months later, Li Qing arrived as scheduled, but left just because of a sense of qi.

The white-haired man didn't even see Li Qing's shadow.

Winter goes and spring comes, and a year flies by.

This time, Baifa Xiantian chased after him, and pursued Li Qing relentlessly.

However, Li Qing didn't turn his head back, and performed the wonderful lightness kung fu according to the established route, and before he got out of Long Zeyuan, he shook off the white hair innately.

Only vaguely perceive the roar from behind.

"ah--"

"An dare to bully me like this, you have no guts, who are you!"

Baifa was born depressed and returned to Zexin Island.

"Master, did you catch up with the innate master?" The contemporary Saintess of the White Lotus Sect greeted her.

Baifa Xiantian didn't answer, but asked instead: "Can we find out who this person is!"

The saint replied cautiously:

"I don't know for the time being, the only newly promoted grandmaster in Dagan in recent years is the king of Zhenbei, Wei Nu, and only Wei Nu is fighting outside, not him."

"More than two years ago, a group of fans came to this area to search. However, because of the recent uprising in our religion, it is not surprising that there are two fans from various places investigating the location of the main altar."

"This person will not be a member of the imperial court, otherwise he would have united with other innates to attack. He may be an innate hidden in the dark."

The white-haired Xiantian sighed: "It's a pity for you. If Li Qing hadn't entered the palace and lost the inheritance of the false spiritual root, you would have cultivated innate today and completed my White Lotus Sect's inheritance, so why be afraid of this person."

"It's time, it's fate," the saint said regretfully, "When Emperor Taikang was intervened in the harem, it was an excellent opportunity for our sect to intervene. If the saint of Liqing can break through the innate in the palace, big things can be decided, and the sky is not mine. White Lotus Sect."

"Emperor Jianwu is stupid. In today's chaotic world, there are wars all over the place. It is easier for the disciples in the middle school to search for children. Can you find someone with a gifted spiritual root?" Baifa Xiantian asked.

"I haven't got a child with a spiritual root yet, but the investigation is already underway. Within two or three years, we should be able to find a child with a spiritual root."

The saint again cautiously said: "Why don't you withdraw, Hierarch, the Hierarch still has the power to fight now, so don't be afraid of this person, but if the Hierarch becomes an immortal, if he comes to attack, no one among the disciples can stop him."

Bai-fa Xiantian shook his head: "I can't withdraw, the position of the main altar was established with great painstaking efforts by the past lords. It only takes one Xiantian to sit in the town, and he can defeat millions of lions. Besides, if he evacuates in a hurry, he can't avoid the imperial hawks and dogs, and he can't be watched by this person again." superior."

"I have a plan. After three months, this life will be decided!"

...

When the leader of the White Lotus Sect and the saint were plotting, Li Qing had already retreated to a deep pool twenty miles away from Longzeyuan, and began to practice the Roushui Jue.

Li Qing has his own calculations in his heart.

"This time, Master Bailian took the initiative to chase me, as if he was in a hurry. It seems that his life is not long."

"Only my cultivation level has become more and more difficult to improve recently..."

Two years ago, Li Qing had already reached the late stage of congenital status, and after practicing, he was only a drop in the bucket, and there was no possibility of advancing to the next level.

Grand masters such as Rong Rong and Ran Bing only reached the later stage of congenital cultivation.

Relying on his age advantage, Li Qing had already won the victory over Rongku and Rongku, but he had a vague feeling that the leader of Bailian was stronger than Rongku.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye, and Li Qing stepped into Longzeyuan again.

Every time he entered Longzeyuan, Li Qing would change his direction, making sure that the White Lotus Sect could not be sure of his position.

Half a day later, the small island of Zexin was still in front of him. Li Qing didn't realize that the island was mysterious, and said happily: "The leader of Bailian is really dead! Come back in three months!"

After finishing speaking, he calmly exited Long Zeyuan.

When Li Qing retreated, the White Lotus Cultists who were preparing for the battle were dumbfounded, and the saint even wanted to shout to Li Qing who was leaving: "Our leader is dead, come quickly!"

Half a day later, the white-haired congenital lifted the coffin lid, walked out with a sullen face, and redistributed his congenital intelligence: "Who are these rats, who are they, and a peerless tortoise!"

"One more chance, I hope God bless..."

Three months later, Li Qing arrived as scheduled, again not aware of the inborn error, and said as usual: "The leader of Bailian is probably dead."

After speaking, step on the water and walk away.

When Li Qing left this time, a purple-gold coffin on the island shook slightly, and then died forever.

Seeing this, the church members on the island knelt down and mourned silently.

...

In the twenty-fourth year of Jianwu, Xia.

Another year has passed since Li Qing didn't realize that the leader of Bailian had an innate ecstasy for the first time.

Now, he has been living in Longzeyuan for a month.

In the past one month, Li Qing walked around Zexin Island every day, and he never sensed the congenital weather.

"According to the records in the Secret Book of Martial Arts, Master Bailian is proficient in the method of concealing energy, but the duration lasts no more than one day. Now it seems that Master Bailian is indeed dead."

Living outside the small island of Zexin, Li Qing also met the members of the White Lotus Sect, but never made a move.

If he doesn't make a move, no one else will be able to spot him.

The only strange thing is that in the past month, he has seen many children being sent to the island. Obviously, the White Lotus Sect has not given up the position of the main altar, and still regards it as the core training base.

"Don't be afraid of me, I'm going to enter the island."

Half a month later, Li Qing officially walked to Zexin Island, the main altar of the White Lotus Sect.

In the main altar.

The original White Lotus Saintess, the current leader is inspecting a new batch of children.

Some of the congregation said: "Calm the Dharma Qi, I am the only white lotus, swallow the entrance of the spirit, and transform into the sky."

This group of children breathed out according to the mental method they heard.

After a while, a cloud of smoke rose from the head of a seven-year-old child.

Seeing this, the congregation prostrated themselves to the ground: "God bless me, the White Lotus Sect. After a hundred years, I have found a gifted spiritual root again, and I will keep my Sect's innate inheritance alive!"

The acting leader even embraced the seven-year-old child, weeping with joy: "God bless the White Lotus Sect!"

At this time.

Li Qing appeared like a ghost, attracted a seven-year-old child with his innate qi, and said with a smile: "It should be God Blessing Fellow Daoist, today I am looking for this good disciple."