A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 777 Inviting people

"You really dare to think about it."

Lu Luan picked up the teacup, held the tea lid with his right hand and pushed the tea leaves aside. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help but look at him with contempt.

Chen Haisheng smiled awkwardly, thinking that his idea was too fantastic.

Lu Luan took a sip of tea. Instead of targeting these big sects, it would be better to go to a distant place and snatch some capable people from the middle and lower strength families or forces. As long as the distance is far enough, trouble will not come here.

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood and slowly stopped the movement of his hands.

"We could really use some time to invite some people."

He didn't have much time to waste here. If he wanted to get Sanyuanmen back on track as soon as possible, this was the only way. It didn't matter if he didn't have it, as long as others did.

Although there are some rare and unique people among the independent cultivators, they are too rare, so even if there are many people who come to join them, it is almost impossible to recruit any useful people.

Lu Luan had made up his mind, but there were not enough disciples in Sanyuan Sect at the moment. In addition, they were weak and did not generate enough spiritual power. He wanted to merge some small forces, so he instructed Chen Haisheng: "I will be away for a few days. Please help me investigate which forces in the surrounding sea areas can be won over. I plan to merge more."

Chen Haisheng understood his intention, "Master, rest assured, I promise to get it done."

"Ah."

After explaining some more things, Lu Luan left.

After leaving Sanyuan Gate, he walked on the cracks in space at an extremely fast speed without leaving any shadow.

Time is short, so do it now.

He is now rushing to other waters in the South China Sea.

three days later.

On an island a thousand miles wide.

A figure came quietly.

This kind of island can be found everywhere in every sea area, just like a piece of land.

In the center of the island, there is a large area of ​​majestic buildings.

"White Gull Tribe."

This is the territory of a foreign tribe called the White Gull Clan. Because it is close to the Qionghai Area, the entire tribe transformed thousands of years ago. They all practiced cultivation and intermarried with humans. The strongest among them are those in the early Golden Core stage, and their strength is slightly stronger than that of the Green Ray Clan.

After asking around, Lu Luan learned that there was an alchemist in the Baiou tribe who had reached the level of half-step golden elixir and was quite famous in the surroundings, so he came to visit.

The distance from this place to Sanyuanmen is even farther than the distance from Wuduhai to Bailuzhou, so you can act with confidence.

After pasting the jade slip, his figure became illusory, and he walked into the space crack and quietly entered the core area of ​​the White Gull Clan.

Although there was a large formation protecting him, it was useless in front of him.

The soul swept across and had a clear view of the situation in all directions.

After a while, Lu Luan found the person he was looking for in an alchemy room.

He is an old man who looks thin but tall and strong, with white hair and beard and wise eyes.

This is one of his targets, Bai Lingshan, who has reached the level of half-step golden elixir and is over two hundred years old. He can refine pills worth one thousand intermediate spirit stones.

At this time, Bai Lingshan was slowly patrolling among a group of younger alchemists.

He was not aware of Lu Luan's arrival at all.

Still giving instructions on his own.

Lu Luan followed him slowly and listened carefully.

"boom."

Not long after, a young man's alchemy furnace began to shake violently, and then with a bang, the furnace cover was blown away.

This batch of pills is wasted.

"Master, I..."

When the man saw Bai Lingshan coming, he lowered his head and felt very guilty.

Bai Lingshan did not blame him. Instead, he probed into the furnace and released his spiritual power to experience it carefully.

"The soul is indeed strong."

Lu Luan, who was standing nearby, clearly felt Bai Lingshan's soul and found that it was more condensed than that of the average Jindan realm. Moreover, due to years of controlling the complex fusion of medicinal qi, the soul had been tempered and was extremely delicate and sharp.

In fact, only with this ability can one accurately control the interaction and reaction of dozens, even hundreds or thousands of medicinal gases in the furnace at the same time.

After a few breaths, Bai Lingshan withdrew his spirit and said to the young man, "It's too early for the bitter and cold medicinal aroma from the cold wind grass to blend with the turbid medicinal aroma from the Kuitu fruit. We should wait until it reaches the Bingling vine..."

As expected of a famous master, he could even find out at which step of the preparation of the pills there was a mistake based on the residual medicinal vapor in the furnace.

"It's just you."

Lu Luan waved his hand, controlled the old man and swept him away.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

"Huh? Where is Master?"

When the young man looked up, the old man was gone and he was rubbing his head in confusion.

Inside the black tower, the old man was in a state of panic.

He knew that it was inside someone's treasure, so he pretended to be calm, bowed respectfully to those around him and said, "I don't know how I have offended you, seniors. I beg you to forgive me."

This is the top floor of the black tower. There are no torture instruments or anything like that inside, just an empty space.

"Friend Bai, I would like to invite you to join my sect." Lu Luan transmitted the message inside.

"Senior, I am from the White Owl Clan..." Bai Lingshan was naturally unwilling and spoke a lot in a bitter voice.

Lu Luan was not surprised that he disagreed. He had expected this, so he tried to persuade him: "Fellow Daoist Bai, the White Owl Clan is just..."

"Senior, I promise."

"now it's right."

Soon, after his "good persuasion", Bai Lingshan immediately agreed.

"There is an old woman in the Baiou tribe who is good at setting up formations. Her name is Baiyan..."

Coming to the White Gull Tribe, his goal is not just Bailing Mountain.

Not long after, Lu Luan found the old woman.

After some persuasion, she agreed, just like Bai Lingshan.

Lu Luan did not leave immediately, but went to a secret room of the White Owl Clan.

An old man was sitting in this secret room, and all around him were densely packed lotus jade lamps of various kinds.

This is the place where the soul lamps of the White Gull Clan are placed. It is filled with restrictions and formations. Other late Jindan cultivators would definitely not be able to come here so casually. But to him, it is just a decoration.

"Who?"

By the time the old man inside felt something was wrong, he was already in the barrier, firmly locked by the force of space. Although he could move, he had no power to resist.

Lu Luan appeared in front of him, exuding an extremely strong sense of oppression.

A strong person is one who can crush you with just one finger.

"I wonder if my clan has done anything to offend the seniors?"

When the old man saw him, he felt as if a big hand was strangling his throat. He couldn't breathe and was filled with fear.

"My fellow Daoist, don't panic. I am not here to be an enemy of your clan. I have no ill intentions. I just have my eyes on fellow Daoists Bai Lingshan and Bai Yan from your clan. Which of their soul lamps is it?"

Lu Luan walked up to him and asked softly.

"This one and the one on the right."

The old man pointed to two places very tactfully.

Lu Luan stretched out his hand and after confirming that the aura inside was the same as his and the other two's, he crushed it.

"These are considered compensation."

After cutting off the connection between Bailing Mountain and the Baiou Clan, Lu Luan had something in mind, so he left behind more than ten high-level spirit stones before leaving.