National Cultivation of Immortals: Prove the Tao and become sanctified

Chapter 78 Two Purple Treasures
A thin layer of mist was shrouded in a radius of hundreds of miles.

This fog is obviously abnormal.

"Could it be some kind of formation?"

Yang Ming looked down from a high altitude.

Although he didn't know much about formations, he knew a general idea.

Arrays can be arranged with natural materials and earth treasures, or they can be composed of people.

The former are generally immobile, but they can function for a long time.

The latter is more powerful, but the disadvantage is that it is difficult, difficult to cooperate, and cannot last.

When he killed the paper figurine to train the Qi warrior, Yang Ming harvested a "Big Sword Formation", which was useless in his backpack.

The fog below covers hundreds of miles, and it is very likely to be some kind of formation.

Although the area is large, it looks the same.

Without hesitation, Yang Ming fell straight down.

Looking around, the fog filled the air.

Try running around.

Yang Ming found himself lost.

Turning around, it's all woods/fog.

Couldn't even get out.

Of course, he was just testing the power of this formation, not really lost.

Try to fly into the sky against the wind.

There was no obstacle, and they came directly to an altitude of several hundred meters.

Looking at the fog below: "This thing is really a bit tricky."

Say something to yourself.

Yang Ming landed again.

Perform perception.

Look around to 'look'.

soon.

Some bioluminescent clusters appeared in his field of vision.

There are hundreds of them.

The weak ones are like children.

The most powerful light group, equivalent to a level 15 flower demon boss.

"It doesn't look dangerous."

Yang Ming's current defense, standing at level 15, is like playing, so naturally he has no worries.

He decisively ran towards the direction of the light ball.

The living light group is like a beacon, and the fog has lost its effect.

Yang Ming soon came to a village.

At the head of the village is an archway with the words "Jinshenmen" written on it. People come and go inside, creating a peaceful scene.

"It really is the Golden Body Gate."

Yang Ming's eyes lit up.

This should be a sect, but due to unknown reasons, it was hidden here and gradually turned into a village.

at this time.

A few children playing at the entrance of the village found Yang Ming.

It seems that no strangers have been seen.

The child hid behind the archway in fright, and looked at him quietly.

Some young women showed shock when they saw Yang Ming.

"It seems that there has been no stranger here for a long time."

Yang Ming was quite interested.

In his impression, he is a sunny and cheerful boy.

But what he didn't realize was that he was wearing dark red black iron armor at this time, mighty and domineering, full of oppression.

The appearance of Yang Ming caused a commotion in the village.

soon.

A burly man came here with a group of young adults.

The big man was wearing simple linen clothes and was covered in silver.

When he came to the entrance of the village, the big man stared at Yang Ming, with surprise and confusion on his face.

To be precise, he was staring at Yang Ming's face.

Yang Ming's complexion, which was not covered by the black iron armor, could be clearly seen to be silver.

And look at the silver luster, very pure and bright.

The big man looked at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming was naturally also looking at the big man.

Body of silver?Yang Ming frowned.

An exploratory technique was thrown over.

Hu Kuihu: A human immortal cultivator, who practiced Qi at the fourth level, and practiced Taoism for 63 years.

Hu Kuihu?The native animal skin that Yang Ming killed was called Hu Kuishan.

A Kuihu and a Kuishan, if you say that the two are okay, no fool will believe it.

Obviously, the animal skin natives came out of this village.

Looking at the silver body of the big man, although it is silver, it is a bit dim.

Yang Ming's is pure silver.

Based on this color alone, Yang Ming knew that his silver body was much stronger than that of a big man.

"Who are you? How did you find our Hujia Village? Besides, you know the silver body skills of our Hujia Village so well?" The big man stared at Yang Ming with a gloomy expression.

"I got the Silver Body Kung Fu by chance, and I used the method of calculation. It can be said that the Silver Body Kung Fu came from the Golden Body Sect, so I found it by following the vine."

Yang Ming explained casually.

The big man is only level 14.

At this level, he can destroy it with a wave of his hand.

In the perception method, the strongest in the entire village is around level 15.

Level 15 strength can't kill a drop of his blood.

His silver body and black iron armor are no joke.

Immortal Continent, where the weak eat the strong.

Naturally, the strong don't need to care too much about the weak.

"Follow the vine?" The big man sneered, and said disdainfully: "You, a little mortal who has just entered the fairyland, dare to be so arrogant. Heh, since you are here, don't expect to get out alive."

As soon as this word comes out.

A group of young men behind the big man immediately took a step forward.

These young and strong bodies all have a faint silver halo, obviously they have all practiced silver body skills, and they look like they have made some achievements.

Yang Ming said lightly: "I'll give you two choices. One, I'll give you a black iron treasure, and you hand over your golden body skills and the best treasure in your village."

"Second, I'll kill all of you and find them myself."

"By the way, let me remind you that I can also restrain the soul and refine the soul. Once I make a move, you will either be wiped out of your wits, or I will train you into little ghosts and enslave you forever."

Yang Ming showed a harmless smile.

As soon as this word comes out.

The group of big men were shocked and angry.

There were also those whose eyes lit up when they heard the profound iron treasure.

Obviously, there are still people who know the goods.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!" The big man was a ruthless man, and he was about to violently kill someone on the spot.

But the next moment.

But there was a voice: "Slow down."

As soon as these words came out, a wave of coercion suppressed the big man who was about to make a move.

There was a restlessness.

Immediately everyone dispersed.

An old man came out of the village.

The big man was full of dissatisfaction, but he couldn't move.

Yang Ming looked at the old man.

The old man was also wearing a simple robe, with a strong figure, and he looked like a fairy.

Moreover, there was a touch of gold hidden under the old man's skin.

Nine times out of ten it is "Golden Body Skill".

Yang Ming threw an exploration technique over.

Hu Jifeng: A human immortal cultivator, at the fifth level of Qi refining stage, has practiced Taoism for 90 years.

Level 15.

This is the person with the highest cultivation base in the village.

But it didn't work.

Don't even think about breaking his defense at level 15.

The old man frowned and looked at Yang Ming: "Your silver body skills are well practiced, even purer than our Kuihu's."

"Oh."

Yang Ming didn't come to visit the mountains and rivers, so he cut to the chase and said, "It seems that you are the person with the highest cultivation level in the Golden Body Sect. I don't know the conditions you put on me. How do you feel?"

"certainly……"

Yang Ming glanced at everyone present: "If you are not convinced, I can give you a chance to fight. If you can hurt me even a little, I will turn around and leave."

With a silver body and black iron armor, Yang Ming is now the strongest tank. With these cats and dogs in Hujia Village, it is impossible to impress him at all.

Looking at the big man with a face full of anger, Yang Ming smiled.

He doesn't mind letting the big man try.

The old man glared at the big man, then turned to look at Yang Ming with displeasure: "I agree, but I don't know what treasure you are talking about."

"..."

Yang Ming was a little surprised that he agreed so easily.

The old man didn't even have the courage to resist.

After all, in the eyes of the natives, he is just a mortal who has just entered the fairyland.

Logically speaking, there is no need for the old man to give in.

But it's better.

save trouble.

As for the treasures of the Golden Body Gate.

Yang Ming knew different things.

The first is the golden panacea.

The second is to simulate the adventure mentioned in Cultivation of Immortals.

The so-called adventure, it is a hot spring in the imitation of cultivating immortals, with milky white spring water bubbling inside.

He just soaked in it and rose to level 9 in a day.

But Yang Ming wouldn't say anything.

Let the old man bear the price himself.

It is impossible for a sect that has lived in seclusion for an unknown number of years to say that it does not have two treasures at the bottom of the box.

"It depends on your sincerity."

Yang Ming said lightly: "After all, I think you all know the value of the black iron treasure."

A dark iron weapon, worth tens of thousands of gold.

This is the native price.

After the player gets up, the currency in his hand will increase, and the price of the black iron weapon will only become more and more expensive.

In the case of the golden body skill, 100 gold is supported to death.

The law should not be passed on lightly, but it does not mean that it cannot be passed on.

In the eyes of the natives, the secret technique that they risk their lives to keep can only be regarded as a trade item in the hands of the players.

As for the golden panacea.

This thing is probably useless when Yang Ming breaks through level 10.

The milky white hot spring is probably only a one-off for the player.

It's like taking a pill.

If you eat too much, you will develop drug resistance and it will not work.

So it was a bit of a loss for Yang Ming to exchange these things with a black iron weapon.

The old man frowned and remained silent for a while: "I understand."

Do you understand?

Is it true or false?
Yang Ming smiled slightly and didn't care about it.

He stepped forward, took out a dark iron knife from Xumi's sleeve pocket and handed it to the old man.

The old man's eyes lit up, and the expression on his face relaxed slightly.

Anyone would be tempted by a black iron weapon.

Put away the black iron weapon.

The old man took out a book from a kit.

Yang Ming took it over.

"Golden Body Kungfu": Cultivation method-purple, practice this method, you can become a golden body, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire.

This method can be used for consecration.

Purple!

Yang Ming's heart skipped a beat.

Green represents the mortal period.

Blue represents the refining period.

Purple represents the consecration period.

Therefore, this is the practice of the consecration period!
Try to open it.

A ray of brilliance flashed.

The Golden Body Kung Fu appeared on the skill panel.

This is the real thing.

Yang Ming was very satisfied.

The old man took out another piece of parchment and said silently, "This is the most valuable treasure in our village."

Yang Ming took it curiously.

"Golden Holy Pill": Pill formula - purple, a elixir refined from various hundred-year-old medicinal materials, with very powerful effects.

"Purple pill formula?"

Yang Ming's heart skipped a beat again.

Purple represents the consecration period.

Doesn't this mean that this elixir formula can be refined into a elixir for the consecration period?
"Do you know this kind of elixir?" Yang Ming took out a golden elixir.

The old man looked at the Golden Spirit Pill in surprise: "You actually have the Golden Spirit Pill?"

As if thinking of something, the old man gave Yang Ming a meaningful look.

For so many years, only Hu Kuishan left Hujia Village, and only he has the golden panacea.

The young man in front of him not only knows silver body skills, but also golden panacea.

Obviously, Hu Kuishan was killed.

But Hu Kuishan is not a good bird, he was expelled from Hujia Village.

It's okay to die.

"Compared to the Golden Spirit Pill, how is the Golden Holy Pill?" Yang Ming asked.

The Golden Spirit Pill is a blue elixir with a very powerful medicinal effect.

He was very curious about the efficacy of the purple golden elixir.

"How does this compare?" The old man was a little surprised: "Golden Holy Pill is the ultimate medicine."

To medicine?

Yang Ming didn't understand, but from these two words, he also felt an inexplicably powerful aura.

The old man explained: "Golden Holy Pill is refined from ten hundred-year-old medicinal materials. Just one pill can increase people's life by a hundred years, rejuvenate their youth, and achieve a genius physique."

"Achieving a genius physique?"

Yang Ming was a little surprised. Could it be that this thing can also improve spiritual roots?

The old man said: "It is recorded in the classics of my family that those who have eaten the golden sage pill can travel thousands of miles in one day, and everyone is like a dragon."

"..."

Yang Ming felt a little impossible.

Although the Golden Holy Pill is awesome, it is only a purple (level 20-30) pill.

Impossible to raise spiritual roots.

But what the old man said was conclusive, not like lying.

Yang Ming estimated that this was caused by different cognitions.

The rapid progress that the old man said is obviously different from the rapid progress in the eyes of the players.

Put Dan Fang away.

A green quality black iron weapon was exchanged for two purple treasures.

This deal is a big profit.

"I want to borrow your spiritual spring."

"How do you know that there is a spiritual spring in our village?" The old man was surprised.

"Naturally it was calculated."

"..." The old man asked hesitantly: "Did you calculate that no one here is your opponent?"

"of course."

Yang Ming didn't hesitate to admit it directly.

He ignored the absent-minded old man and walked straight to the Lingquan behind the village.

(End of this chapter)