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Chapter 133 Nascent Soul Powerhouse (Ask for a monthly ticket!!!)

The snow lotus pill is still extremely important to him, at least for now, if he doesn't have the pill, he may recover later.

Then I need to find some things that can replenish the essence, these are all treasures of heaven and earth, even in Baibaozhai, they are also expensive and scary, maybe 5000 yuan of spirit stones are nothing there.

He only has so many spirit stones all over his body.

What else can I do?

In the next few days, he went to Qi Dan Hall to read some sect classics, and by the way, he could watch the elders how to make alchemy.

The elder never kept any secrets from him, and he would thoroughly introduce the medicinal properties of various elixirs.

So much so that he could quickly understand how a kind of elixir was refined.

It is very detailed, detailing how to refine each herb so as to retain the maximum medicinal properties. This is some valuable experience, even in the Zongmen classics, it is far inferior to reading those cold words.

This is also an opportunity.

Elder alchemy is very particular about rules and regulations, and there is a fixed time for alchemy, and there are very few failures.

But at some point, the pill furnace exploded, making the three of them disgraced.

After all, pills are still very precious.

Moreover, all kinds of techniques are used to condense and compress. When compressed to a certain extent, it will also arouse strong shocks. Although it will not have a huge impact on the surrounding area, it is not good-looking.

"Alchemy, it's better to follow the fate." The elder coughed lightly, and didn't express any big opinions on this matter.

After wiping the ashes from his face, he continued to enter the alchemy state.

Yun Shu admired this very much.

As expected of an elder, he is not surprised by changes.

But it is said that that night, the elder lost his temper so much that he even smashed several alchemy furnaces.

Yun Shu, "..." Are all the elders who seem to be gentle and gentle have such a big temper?

But that's right, those who can refine alchemy to a high place are all spiritual roots of the fire attribute, and those with a hot temper are fine.

Yun Shu didn't think there was anything wrong, and it was like this until half a month later, with the warm nourishment of two elixirs, his energy and spirit had fully recovered.

As expected of a second-order elixir, the effect is really impressive.

At this time, he took out the technique of congealing pills and learned them one by one.

It is very easy to brush up the proficiency to Dacheng. This is not too difficult, because it is just a technique, and it is not a powerful technique.

In other words, it is only equivalent to some low-level spells, with some improvements on this basis.

After coming out of his room, Yun Shu looked outside, and sure enough, it would be better if he had fully recovered. A gust of wind might have knocked him down before.

Now, one punch and one foundation building period!

After thinking about it, he still planned to visit Master.

Although he didn't have any good grades, it's not reasonable for him not to visit his teacher for so long.

The teacher did not continue to be in the Zongmen's handyman disciple area, and Yun Shu didn't know where the master was now, so he could only go to the fat deacon now.

The fat deacon was still half asleep and half awake, and he opened his eyes slightly when he felt him approaching.

"I want to visit Master."

"Okay, wait for me first." The fat deacon said casually.

After tidying up the bamboo slips on the table, he explained to the group of disciples who had just come to receive the task, then turned and walked over.

"Let's go, I'll take you there, he should be in a very bad condition now." The fat deacon sighed casually.

"What's wrong, Master?" Yun Shu asked quite unexpectedly.

"What else could it be? He seems to be practicing a powerful technique. I don't know the name of the technique, but it seems to be both good and evil. The pressure from the sect may be too great. He took the risk." The fat deacon shook his head lightly and said. "Actually, I really hope that he will succeed, at least the Zongmen can feel proud."

Yun Shu was silent for a moment, never expecting Master to do this.

In the original plot, after the sect was destroyed, the master's whereabouts became erratic.

When she was finally met by Chu Huangyue, she was already extremely powerful and had become the guardian of a secret realm. However, she might not have been in a good state of mind at the time, but in the end she regained her clarity, thanks to Chu Huangyue. opportunity.

Could it be that after the sect was destroyed, the master has been practicing this kind of exercise?
But if you start to practice now, then the time may not be right. With the talent of the master, if you start to practice now, it may be like chopping melons and vegetables in the first battle of the destruction of the sect. They were all chopped up.

Yun Shu didn't know much about the change, but there must be something unusual that he might not have noticed.

But what's the point of noticing?
Since Master has already started to cultivate, he must have made up his mind.

There is no need to ask how the exercises are. There is no doubt that it will devour people's mind. The heroine spent a lot of effort to restore the master's mind, and the materials needed are countless.

Yun Shu followed behind the fat deacon, and walked towards a quiet room.

This is the back mountain of the Zongmen. It is a place where few people come here. It is also the burial place of the ancestors of the Zongmen. Although the Zongmen is in decline, there were times when it was glorious, so this place is extremely grand.

What is out of place is a simple house.

There is an extremely powerful aura constantly flashing in the wooden house, which is quite evil. Even standing in the distance, one can feel the powerful aura in it, and it seems to be accompanied by a breathtaking aura.

As if just looking at it, all the minds were sucked in.

It's too scary.

Yun Shu just glanced inside.

Given his level of mental power, the fluctuations in his mental power trembled slightly.

As the burial place of the sages of the sects of past dynasties, the powerful aura criss-crossed here, so the aura of the master seemed a little insignificant here.

The fat deacon's mental strength fluctuated slightly, isolating the coercion of this momentum.

"You old man, I brought your disciple to see you." The fat deacon said in a loud voice.

The aura inside was dimmed for a moment, and then continued to diminish.

The two waited outside the door for about a quarter of an hour before an old man in a gray robe came out.

"You shouldn't have brought him here." The gray-robed old man said, "He is not strong enough, letting him know this will only increase the pressure."

Then he looked over, and the moment Yun Shu saw the old man's gaze, he froze slightly.

The old man's eyes were blood red, completely different from the cloudy eyes he had seen before.

The old man's exercises were so weird that even Yun Shu couldn't tell why. Although there were quite detailed introductions in the plot, it was in the late stage, and no one knew what it would be like now.

"Master." Yun Shu bowed slightly.

"You're here." The old man smiled slightly, but then he was slightly surprised, "Even I can't see the young man's current strength clearly. The fourth level of Qi training should be for others to see, right? I can feel that there is a hidden power in your body, is it now that you have reached the stage of transformation? Or is it the mastery of the breath restraint technique?"

"The latter." Yun Shu said after a slight pause, and then smiled slowly, "Master really thinks highly of me, to achieve transformation in such a short period of time."

But what the old man said made him extremely shocked.

The fluctuations can't be felt in the stage of transforming gods, so does that mean that the strength of the old man has reached the level of the stage of Nascent Soul?

But that's not always the case, Yun Shu could only feel the old man's unfathomable depths, and he couldn't tell exactly how far he had reached.

Perhaps for a powerhouse of this level, his breath restraint technique has no secrets.

The only way may be to restrain all of them directly, and then pretend to be an ordinary person, so as not to be seen by them.

"This is what I expect from you." The gray-robed old man then shook his head slightly and said, "You can already reach the level of our sages, at least you can push the history of the sect forward by hundreds of years. "

"The old man may be hopeless in his life. Even breaking through the Nascent Soul stage has taken all his efforts and his potential has been completely exhausted. If he goes any further, it will be as difficult as reaching the sky." The gray-robed old man looked at the sky, slightly sigh.

At this moment, not only Yun Shu, but even the fat deacon showed a shocking look in his eyes, "The Nascent Soul Stage? Have you reached it?"

"It's just touched the edge, and it's only able to break through. Now it has the strength to shock the big sect, but Wanjiange has been weak for a long time, and it's time to change!" The gray-robed old man's eyes were like lightning, and his voice was slightly cold.

"In the big sect, there is more than one Nascent Soul Stage. Hey, but according to what you said, now we can hold our heads up." The fat deacon said slightly pleasantly.

The gray-robed old man glanced at his hands, which were still trembling slightly, but then he put them behind his back and ignored them, "Now I have some capital to gain a foothold in this small place, As for those debts, I will recover them little by little."

"I need to go to the ancient mine first. This time, you are here, so come with me."

"Are you looking for Chen Hong's body?" The fat deacon was a little excited.

The old man in gray robe was startled for a moment, then shook his head again, "The corpse is in the ancient mine, it is impossible to keep it, I will find some other things, you just follow me, I don't really need your help."

"it is good!"

The fat deacon directly agreed. He didn't care what the gray-robed old man thought about him. He really wanted to see Chen Hong's body. He had a feeling that no one was alive or dead.

Chen Hong, is he still alive?

(End of this chapter)