Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

"Anyway, there are no outsiders here. It doesn't matter if I call myself sister. For the sake of immortality, I can do anything."

Lu Zhixia sighed and took out four more scrolls from her arms:

"This is yours. I copied Xu Xianxian's, Xia Yuke's, and Mei Meimei's as well."

"But I don't think Xu Xianxian and Xia Yuke's will be of much use. By the time you return to the mortal world, they'll have figured it out themselves. These two books are simply for their reference. A lot has changed between our lives, so our immortal methods are bound to be very different. They're perfect for reference."

Lu Zhiqiu was startled and asked:

"Where's Xiao Yanqing's?"

Lu Zhixia's eyes dimmed a little, but then they regained their spirits in an instant, and she explained with a smile:

"She has a special case."

"I'm lucky enough to be able to participate in your life with this remnant of my soul. Her immortal skills were worn out during this process, and I wasn't able to bring them with me."

Lu Zhiqiu was skeptical:

"But don't you have the talent of [All Laws Return to One]? It shouldn't be a problem to deduce it again, right?"

Lu Zhixia laughed:

"I think it's better to give this task to you."

"After all, if you really count it, I'm her ex-girlfriend now. As her real girlfriend, do you still need me to help you?"

"Once you have thoroughly mastered these immortal arts and improved your cultivation, deduction will not be a problem."

Although Lu Zhiqiu had doubts in his heart.

But seeing Lu Zhixia's expression, it was obviously not appropriate to ask any further questions, so he just gave up.

She changed the subject:

"Are these the only few books on immortal arts?"

"Those ancestors of the first-class forces in the Jiayu Region, as well as other old friends, such as Luo Guanhe, Xu Wangling, Dao Bugu...didn't they achieve breakthroughs?"

Lu Zhixia looked at him as if he were a fool:

"Do you think becoming an immortal is as easy as going to bed?"

"They were able to become immortals because you were fully supporting them. Without you, it would have been impossible for anyone in the Luofu Realm to achieve immortality after the fall of the Heavenly Dao in the Immortal Realm."

Ok.

Although she originally wanted to get dozens of immortal techniques from Lu Zhixia and create a peerless technique in one go.

But after Lu Zhixia's explanation.

She also gave up the idea.

She immediately opened her own book of immortal techniques and soon discovered that it was not what she had imagined:

"Eh, why do I feel like this technique isn't of the same lineage as my 'Empty Mountain Crane Dream Cold Cloud Sword'?"

But before Lu Zhixia could respond.

She spoke again, explaining herself:

"I see."

"It's because in this third simulation, our life trajectories diverged significantly."

"In the Dingyu where you were back then, there was no Taixu Wanghe Sect, Yanlang Sect, or Tianhun Palace. It's impossible for you to have the stack of Tribulation-crossing techniques in Tianhun Palace. So, your cultivation method is naturally different from mine."

Lu Zhixia clapped his hands and said:

"You, Lu Zhiqiu, are not too stupid."

"That's why I said you had a higher starting point. During my third simulation, the entire Luofu Realm was gone. There was no way I could get any techniques for free. I could only fuse some techniques from a few settlements. I'm far behind you."

"All right."

"Let's put away the magic for now. Let's talk about clearing the gray fog."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded, drew out the Qinguan sword, and performed a sword flower in the air with high morale.

"Just tell me, which immortal corpse should we target first?"

Lu Zhixia took a deep breath and tested him intentionally:

"What are you going to do?"

Lu Zhiqiu has always been perceptive and immediately guessed that clearing the gray fog might not be as simple as he initially thought.

After considering for a moment, he tentatively spoke:

"Could it be that... we don't use the 120 Qinguan Swords to purify all 100 immortal corpses?"

Lu Zhixia shook her head:

"As expected of you, this idea is exactly the same as mine back then."

Thinking of Lu Zhixia's failed ending, Lu Zhiqiu felt a little uneasy:

"Isn't this the right way?"

Lu Zhixia stretched, drank some water to moisten his throat, and then continued:

"No, that's right, and it's the only way we can clear the fog,"

"But after the gray mist is absorbed by the Hundred and Two Qinguan Sword, don't let it swallow it. Let it store it. Because the energy of this gray mist is not necessary for it, it won't make any great progress if it swallows it. It's a waste."

"Save it and feed it to Zhaoshishu. You will gain more from it."

Hear the words.

Lu Zhiqiu quietly separated a strand of consciousness and came to the sea of ​​​​consciousness to ask Bai Er Qin Guanjian.

Bai Er Qin Guanjian hesitated for a while, and drew the character "yes" in the air with the sword, but perhaps because the duck in his mouth flew away, he looked very reluctant.

Only then did Lu Zhiqiu feel relieved.

Sure enough, having an old man in the family is like having a treasure.

Without the help of my previous life, I would definitely go astray and be killed by Qin Guanjian, which would be a huge loss.

But she still had a concern, and then she said:

"But the current power of the Immortal Sword... doesn't seem to be enough to kill the Gray Mist Spirit. How should we deal with that thing in the end?"

Lu Zhixia patted his chest:

"Don't worry about it, leave it to me when the time comes."

"However, my strength alone is not enough to handle it. I will need your help when the time comes."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded.

She remembered that just now, Lu Zhixia held her hand, and with the help of the spiritual power in her body, cast a spell to send Mei Meimei out of the upper three realms.

It only took a moment.

Most of her huge spiritual power pool, which had almost never been bottomed out, had actually evaporated.

I can't help but feel a little worried:

"I'm afraid my spiritual power isn't enough to sustain you in a battle with the Gray Mist Spirit."

Lu Zhixia leaned closer, with a playful smile on her lips:

"Young man, you can't be too weak."

"If you can't hold on any longer, then go exercise and keep fit. It's such a simple truth."

Ok.

Lu Zhiqiu automatically ignored the teasing and made a secret resolution in his heart that he must practice hard during his time in the upper three realms.

But soon.

She thought of another question:

"Speaking of which, will the mastermind behind this, the Fallen Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm, be alarmed by us?"

Lu Zhixia nodded first, then shook her head:

"Guess when I died in the third simulation?"

She yawned, and without waiting for Lu Zhiqiu to answer, she spoke to herself:

"Fifty years after the gray fog has dissipated."

"In fact, when the first immortal corpse was dealt with, the Immortal Realm Heavenly Dao sensed it, but with the Luofu Heavenly Dao blocking the way, it couldn't cause any interference to us."

"Five hundred years ago, we forcibly suppressed Luofu Tiandao and dropped a hundred immortal corpses on it, which severely damaged its vitality."

"Just clean up the gray fog without worry."

It turned out to be the case.

Now Lu Zhiqiu felt relieved and prepared to ask the next question.

It seems that Lu Zhiqiu still wants to speak.

Lu Zhixia waved her hand quickly, pointing to the City Lord's Mansion not far away and said:

"After talking so much, your sister is already very tired."

"Let's rest first."

Say it.

She didn't care whether Lu Zhiqiu agreed or not and just walked straight over.

Lu Zhiqiu was quite excited.

After saying so much, she became even more curious. It was just like the old saying goes, the more you know, the clearer you become, and the more you will understand that you still have many unsolved mysteries.

She still has many, many questions and wants to ask her other self.

But right now...

Well, the other party’s opinion is not bad. Let’s take a rest first and recharge our energy.

Chapter 4: How can someone be interested in one's own body? (k)

the next day.

Lu Zhiqiu and Lu Zhixia met in the courtyard.

but.

Because of the spreading fog, Lu Zhiqiu did not have the pleasant mood of getting up and stretching to look at the fragrant flowers and green trees in the early morning of Dingyu. What's more, the flowers, plants and trees here had withered long ago.

"Don't mind it, you'll get used to it after seeing it more often."

Lu Zhixia joked.

Lu Zhiqiu smiled slightly:

"I'm used to it. After all, Mei Meimei and I have been in the gray fog for a month, and we face this scene every day."

"Are we going to deal with the gray fog today?"

Lu Zhixia nodded:

"Yes, let's go to the nearest immortal corpse."

The two flew out of Meiyou Bujin City.

After walking about two hundred miles east, we arrived at an area with extremely thick gray fog, about three times as thick as that in the city.

The two of them passed through many obstacles.

Then they came to a small space filled with fairy charm.

"Because the power of the immortal corpse is too strong, the space around it is distorted, and a small space is spontaneously formed. However, it is not stable, so there is no complete entry and exit spell like the formal small space you see outside."

"We were just taking a normal walk and walked in."

Lu Zhixia explained as she led Lu Zhiqiu inside.

soon.