My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 8 Alchemy Master Yunkong: I, Master Dihua!
Under Misty Peak.

Eight snow-white and vigorous dragon blood horses came to the foot of the mountain, pulling a luxurious carriage far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Around the carriage, there were dozens of monks flying at low altitude with swords or controllers.

A middle-aged sword cultivator in Jindan Realm with sharp eyes who stepped on a flying sword turned sideways to the window and said respectfully:
"Elder Supreme, Misty Peak has arrived, now go up the mountain?"

"Whoo~"

The golden silkworm curtain of the car door was lifted.

The old man with full head of gorgeous hair and a golden and fiery red Taoist robe got out of the car.

The old man looked up at Misty Peak, which was nearly a thousand meters high, with reverence on his face.

"Where the great master is, how dare you neglect and be disrespectful?"

"Take back the magical artifacts and flying swords, the old man has to ask the ceremony in person!"

Dozens of monks who were at least at the Foundation Establishment level had different expressions, some frowning or doubts or dissatisfaction, but no one dared to speak out. They put away their magic weapons and flying swords one after another, and stood with their feet on the ground.

The old man took a deep breath, and stared at the Taoist temple on the top of the peak deeply:
"At the end of the post-school period, the grand elder of the Danding Sect—Yun Kong, I heard that the great master lived in seclusion here, and Yun Kong had the cheek to pray for the fate of the great master to meet him!"

The sound was not deliberately amplified with true energy, and spread throughout Misty Peak.

Yunkong firmly believes that it is impossible for the existence that can cultivate alchemy to the level of a great master to not even have the golden alchemy level!
When a monk cultivates to the Golden Core state, it is impossible to hide the truth from the Golden Core experts about what happens within a radius of ten miles.

The three realms of entering the Tao: Qi training, consecration, and foundation building after the three realms.

The next big realm is the golden core realm!
"Chirp~"

"Cuckoo cuckoo~"

half an hour,

Other than the chirping of birds, there was no response at all.

Yunkong slightly raised his voice, still speaking at the volume of a mortal:

"Yunkong knows that he is taking the liberty to interrupt, and he is afraid of disturbing Grandmaster Qingxiu. It's just...the practice of alchemy is difficult, so please Grandmaster, for the sake of my sincerity, please give me a chance to meet you!"

1 minutes
5 minutes

……

Still no response.

Yun Kong pursed his lips, unable to hide his disappointment, and a little more doubt in his heart.

Is the strange omen seen half a day ago really the omen of the alchemy master refining the elixir?

As the weakest state of Zhao among the Southern Wilderness Five Kingdoms, can it really attract the alchemy master to practice in seclusion?

The dozens of monks who accompanied him were agitated slightly, stirred up the evil fire, and transmitted voices to each other:

"Will Master Yunkong be deceived? How can there be a great alchemy master who only exists in rumors here?"

"We in the Southern Wilderness: Chu, Yue, Shu, Wu, and Zhao had great masters of alchemy only 800 years ago. It is a blessing that our country of Zhao has a master of cloud and sky."

"If there is news about the great master, why didn't there be any signs before?"

"That's right, the possibility of being a liar is very high!"

"Would someone come forward to remind the master? If you are not sure, you will be favored by Master Yunkong. Wouldn't it be difficult to find a master to make alchemy in the future?"

……

More than 30 accompanying monks, most of them are not alchemy sect monks, but got the news that alchemy master Yun Kong is about to visit a alchemy master, they came from the sect family within hundreds of miles to volunteer to protect Yunkong Safe monk.

Yun Kong held his breath and raised his voice again, still without infusing true energy:
"The junior bows his head and bows to the great master again!"

"The younger generation knows that our alchemists like to collect alchemy recipes and alchemy methods passed down from ancient times to ancient times."

"Yunkong is willing to present a book of alchemy methods left by the ancient alchemy—the book of yin and yang alchemy, and only ask the great master to give him a chance to see it!"

5 minutes passed.

Still no response.

The middle-aged sword cultivator beside Yunkong, with a gloomy face, suddenly took a step forward, and his true energy surged, bursting like thunder for ten miles around:
"Your Excellency is such a big shelf!"

"Master Yunkong is the grand elder of my Danding Sect. In Zhao's practice world, who dare not give him some face?"

"Could it be that you are pretending to be a ghost, afraid of being exposed, and dare not even respond?"

Yun Kong's face changed slightly, before he could yell at him, there was a storm on Misty Peak.

"Ow~"

A dragon roar pierced the sky.

White clouds rolled over the peak, and a vaguely visible white dragon shadow loomed in the surging clouds.

"~"

The jade slips in Yunkong's hand that recorded the ancient way of alchemy fell to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.

"A sign of the elixir coming out!"

"The second sign of the elixir coming out!"

"Since ancient times, it has been recorded that when the elixir is released, there must be a sound of wind and clouds outside, and the sound of dragons and tigers!"

"and many more……"

Yunkong was suddenly struck by lightning.

He stared at Misty Peak with fanaticism on his face.

"Even a grand master, it is extremely harsh to refine a furnace of elixir."

"Most great masters have never refined elixir more than three times in their lifetime, old man... what did this old man see?"

"In just one day, two furnaces of elixir have been refined in succession?"

"Unbelievable, incredible!"

"Could it be that this is not a grand master, but a real immortal concocting alchemy?"

Yun Kong was trembling all over, unable to contain his excitement.

The surrounding monks were also stupid.

All of them were full of fanaticism, and their eyes were filled with extreme awe.

"Elixir! The real elixir has a strange sign!"

"Pimpedao has practiced for 120 years, and he has only heard of elixir, but has never seen elixir, let alone witnessed the strange omens when elixir is released! On the mountain... there is really a great master of alchemy living on the mountain!"

"More than that, it's not just the alchemy master, have you forgotten that Master Yunkong has witnessed a strange omen of immortality before coming here?"

"Opening two batches of elixir is a elixir! Which alchemy master can do it?"

"Immortal, only real immortals can do it, right?"

……

The middle-aged sword repairer was stunned.

His whole body was trembling like chaff, and his face was full of fear.

"What did I do just now?"

"Speaking disrespectfully to a great alchemy master, even at the foot of the Immortal Mountain?"

"Puff~"

The middle-aged Jianxiu, who had already reached the Golden Core Realm and was qualified to start a sect, had his legs go limp, and was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

Master Yunkong no longer cared about other people. He bowed deeply, folded almost at 90 degrees, and kept his palms folded forward with both hands in a salute posture:

"The junior Yunkong is not only tall and thick, but he has the audacity to disturb the senior's Qingxiu, what a crime!"

"The meaning of the seniors is clear to the juniors!"

"The junior is just a small alchemist in the Golden Core Realm, and he really can't come up with an apology that can catch the eyes of the senior."

"The Yin-Yang Pill Book and this Cloud Pill Jade Slip, please accept it, senior, so as to appease the anger of disturbing Jing!"

There were fine beads of sweat on Yunkong's forehead, and he apologized humbly.

In his mind, the senior knew about their arrival long ago, and the reason why he didn't respond all the time was because he didn't like to be disturbed by Qingxiu.

Until the middle-aged sword cultivator who followed him spoke rudely.

This incomparably terrifying senior showed signs of the release of the elixir just to express his dissatisfaction.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to take out the incomparably precious Yin-Yang alchemy book in his opinion, as well as the alchemy inheritance treasure book that recorded his own alchemy experience with painstaking efforts.

It was to appease the dissatisfaction of this suspected senior Danxian.

"This junior will leave now, and I hope that senior will extinguish his anger and make atonement!"

After Yun Kong finished speaking, he hunched over and slowly backed away, maintaining the most pious and respectful attitude.

Facing Yunkong, the alchemy master, the other monks were all respectful. Seeing Yunkong was so terrified, all of them turned pale with fright.

Only the middle-aged Jianxiu, who spoke rudely, was still kneeling on the ground with a pale face.

……

Piaomiao view, inside the alchemy room.

Han Shou put away the nine Zhuangqi Pills that were released again.

The tense spirit eased down.

Looking at the eighteen Zhuangqi pills in the jade box, which are suspected to be elixir, he is still in doubt:

"The signs when it comes out are almost the same as the elixir, but adding a little seven-claw white dragon bone powder, or the weak charm of the seven-claw white dragon bone, is not enough to raise the most common Zhuangqi pill from a low-grade mortal to an immortal level?"

"Well, why don't you just try the medicine?"

Han Shou just wanted to try one by himself, but his fingers holding a Zhuangqi pill suddenly froze in mid-air, his face cloudy and uncertain.

"Why don't you... still hold on?"

"Who knows if the laws of heaven and earth in the prehistoric world and the Great Yan world are the same?"

"Maybe Honghuang's seven-clawed white keel is highly poisonous in the Great Flame World?"

"Who do you want to test the medicine?"

Han Shou, who was a little bit pained in his head, suddenly recalled that before the second batch of Zhuang Qi Pill was released, there seemed to be yin and yang voices coming from the bottom of the mountain.

It's just that the Zhuangqi pill was about to be released at that time, so all my mind was focused on the pill furnace, so I didn't have time to pay attention to it.

"Linger!"

"Linger?"

In an instant, a slender and beautiful girl "whoosh" appeared outside the door.

"Master, your name is disciple?"

"Go to the bottom of the mountain to see if anyone worships the mountain, and if so, bring it up to see you as a teacher!"

Fu Linger's eyes rolled wildly, with a troubled expression on her face: "Master, but the disciples haven't finished copying the "Piaomiao Qi Training Art" three hundred times!"

"If you can't finish copying in one minute, the disciple will be hungry for a while."

"If you're hungry for a while, maybe the disciple won't be able to hold on and starved to death?" As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and his appearance of being about to cry was enough to soften the hard-hearted heart.

Han Shou snorted angrily, "It's alright, alright!"

"Go down the mountain and have a look, I will subtract 100 times for you!"

"Master, it's a long way from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. If you walk back and forth, you might be able to copy 200 pieces of "Ethereal Qi Training Art"!" With her innocent eyes wide open, Fu Linger poked and bargained secretly.

Han Shou's face darkened "shua".

Fu Ling'er yelled inwardly, and reacted quickly: "Oh, my master has something to do for my disciple, even if I starve to death or die of exhaustion, my disciple is willing!"

"Master, don't worry, disciple will go now!"

(End of this chapter)