Longevity begins with alchemy master

Chapter 363
"Good morning, Fellow Daoist Wang!"

"Fellow Daoist Luo is going out again?"

"Ah."

At the entrance and exit of Tianlan Peak, Wang Pingzhi, the gatekeeper, looked at Luo Chen's leaving back, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

This one usually lives in seclusion.

How come you go out every day?
After greeting Wang Pingzhi, Luo Chen appeared on the streets of Xiancheng.

He could clearly see the doubt on the other party's face.

During this period of time, I really went in and out too frequently.

Not a trifle.

But to go outside to practice the third-level flying spell of ninety thousand miles.

Although Tianlan Peak is big, there are so many people, it would be too ostentatious to practice this spell on it.

Go outside, the sky is high and the earth is wide, there is enough space for him to practice this spell.

However, halfway through, Luo Chen turned around and entered another street.

Looking up at the signboard of "Binglan Palace" in front of him, Luo Chen stepped forward.

After a long time, he came out from inside.

This trip is to deliver the high-grade Yulu Dan and Burning Blood Pill that have been refined over the past year.

After weighing the storage bag, Luo Chen showed satisfaction.

Another ten thousand spirit stones have arrived.

This fund is enough to make up for his consumption on Tao Wan's side.

"If the middle link is deducted, I can barely count it as my own alchemy for my own use!"

Luo Chen shook his head and smiled, but soon became confused.

It's been a long time since he saw the Master of Unfeelingness!
I thought the other party was retreating, but at the Binglan Palace just now, it wasn't the other party who came to receive the pill, but the old Shi Boying.

"Could it be that Jueqing is no longer in Tianlan Immortal City?"

Suddenly, this thought popped into Luo Chen's mind.

Once the thought arises, it cannot go away.

The handover of top-grade Yuludan is no small business.

Each time, it was worth more than [-] yuan.

In the past, it wasn't a big deal when Tantai Yan handed over to him.

After all, Tantai Yu is the eldest disciple with the highest cultivation level in the Jueqing lineage.

But ever since Tantai Miao went to the battlefield of Jilei Mountain, Fairy Rueqing indicated to meet with her personally.

Judging from these signs, it seems that the other party has really left Tianlan?
"Forget it, where the Master Jindan goes, it has nothing to do with me!"

Luo Chen curled his lips, too lazy to think about the woman whose face changed faster than a book.

Out of the fairy city.

Luo Chen walked with his sword and flew towards the area of ​​Qinhua River.

It was a place with thin spiritual energy near Tianlan.

Usually, even casual cultivators rarely get involved.

In fact, there are many places like this, thousands of miles away from Tianlan!

This situation is a bit strange.

It is clear that Minglan Peak is a third-order spiritual place, and the surrounding mountains and valleys are mostly first-order spiritual places.

But as long as it is outside the range of thousands of miles, it seems that the spiritual energy has disappeared and it has become ordinary.

According to Luo Chen's estimate, it has something to do with the construction of the fairy city by the Seven Sects and the forcible promotion of Tianlan Peak to a third-tier spiritual land.

A third-order spiritual land is definitely not created out of thin air!

Either it is naturally cultivated, or it is made by drawing out his spiritual energy and blending it.

Only such an explanation is in line with the situation near Xiancheng.

It is said that there are similar situations in other large fairy cities, and this is in line with Luo Chen's guess.

These guesses are just Luo Chen's daydreams to pass the time on the way.

Arrived at the place where the green hills are continuous.

Luo Chen naturally put away the ordinary flying sword.

Without the strength to rely on, and without the ability to ride the clouds, he seemed to be about to fall.

But a pair of illusory crimson wings stretched out from behind him.

Without much effort, his whole body naturally floated in mid-air.

"Sure enough, as time goes by, this thing fits me more and more, it's almost like my arms and thighs, as if it's a part of my body."

"In this way, the improvement to my fighting time is too great."

When low-level monks fight, they often stand up and output, which is very foolish.

Those who have rich combat experience, such as Luo Chen and Wang Yuan, will use the method of lightening their bodies to prevent themselves from becoming a living target.

After the establishment of the foundation, the spiritual power of the monks is stronger than when they were refining Qi, so they can fly through the clouds and ride the fog, which is relatively flexible.

But that's all!
After all, paying attention to the enemy and manipulating the magic weapon is already very exhausting, and adding the skill of flying is already considered the limit.

Even before Luo Chen, he mostly stood still and bombarded the enemy with a wide range of magic power.

Being distracted is really exhausting.

After Luo Chen's "Ming Shen Po Sha" is completed, he can use three things at once, and the situation is a little better at this time.

But only a little better.

In the final analysis, we still need to be distracted from performing the Yufeng Jue.

However, it is different now!

Lie Yunyi merged with him, and under Ruarm's command, apart from ensuring the supply of spiritual power, he didn't need to waste his mind at all.

In this way, when fighting, he can be more flexible than others.

"More than that."

Luo Chen gave a low snort, and his wings trembled behind his back.

next moment!
The whole person is like an arrow from the string, rushing hundreds of feet away in an instant.

Its speed is so fast that it is rare in the world!

And this is just a short distance sprint.

What if it is within close range?
Luo Chen, who was in the high altitude, was up and down, tossing and turning, with incomparable agility.

Like a butterfly, like a finch, almost as flexible as him on flat ground.

Suddenly.

Luo Chen had a meal!
Then under the blessing of spiritual energy, he shot into the distance with his whole body.

After a long time, it flew back again.

call……

Breathing out a mouthful of turbid air, Luo Chen showed excitement all over.

"As expected of a third-level spell, but with a perfect level of proficiency, the speed has already surpassed Tao Wan's Nine Transformations of the Wind, which is really surprising!"

"Even if I can't fly [-] miles in one go, I'm afraid there are few opponents at the foundation level."

Flying ninety thousand miles in one breath is the description of Dacheng in "Tianpeng Change".

After the completion of this technique, the escaping speed is as fast as any five-element escaping technique, and it can even be compared with the Huahong Flying Escape of Golden Core Sword Cultivator.

For the time being, Luo Chen doesn't expect that kind of state, and he hasn't reached the third state of body refining either.

But for now, it's enough for him.

of course!

If an outsider knows that he has cultivated this technique to a perfect level in just a few months, his jaw will drop in shock.

Luo Chen was not surprised.

With such a result, although it is a bit unexpected, it is also within reason.

Use Dzogchen's mundane light work as a base for a leisurely excursion.

Then there is the blessing of the Dzogchen Yufeng Jue.

He himself has the foundation of the same origin as the Fire Cloud Peng, coupled with outstanding magic talent.

It is reasonable to have this entry!
After a short pause, Luo Chen once again flew up to a height of ten thousand feet, which is a height that ordinary foundation establishments seldom set foot in.

At such a height, monks on the ground would hardly notice it.

Going up to the sky, Luo Chen not only practiced ninety thousand miles, but also took out the magic weapon, the Xuanhuo Sword, and became familiar with the means of controlling art with weapons.

Although Luo Chen often reminded his subordinates not to rely too much on magic weapons.

But he himself has no such taboo.

First of all, his spiritual power is far superior to that of the same level!
Xu Zhenzhen is far inferior to him as a sixth-level foundation-building monk.

He trained with Chu Kui many times last year, and he vaguely felt the strength of spiritual power in the later stage of foundation establishment.

Chu Kui, who built the ninth floor of the foundation, has more spiritual power than him, but it is also limited.

In terms of spiritual power, the current Luo Chen is comparable to an ordinary eighth-level monk!
Second!
Then I have to mention the Xuanhuo Sword, an incomparably ordinary and low-grade magic weapon.

It is too ordinary.

Not even the accompanying killing move.

Whether it's Danyangzi's Purple Evil Sword, Tao Wan's Flying Cloud Sleeve, or even the Blue Flood Dragon Bracelet that Luo Chen gave to Gu Caiyi, they all have their ultimate moves attached.

Xuanhuo sword, no!

It was also like this that made this flying sword so ordinary and cheap.

But since it is a magic weapon, it naturally has its advantages.

That is the increase!
After this sword is infused with spiritual power, it can increase the monk's attack strength by about [-]%.

To put it simply, its ultimate move is the normal attack, and the normal attack is its ultimate move.

If ordinary foundation builders got this treasure, they would probably feel rather tasteless.

There is no magic weapon with a killer move, and it is a waste of spiritual power.

But for Luo Chen, spiritual power is not enough to fear, and the effect of the increase instead solves the shortcoming that his major in spiritual power is wood.

In addition, Luo Chen is very good at fire techniques.

Using the weapon control technique to cast spells, the superposition of the two, the power is even more powerful!

Ten thousand zhang high in the sky.

An illusory mountain collapsed in front of Luo Chen.

The powerful aftermath rolled in, making Luo Chen's brocade white gown rattling.

Holding the Xuanhuo sword in his hand, Luo Chen let out a long breath.

"I don't know if the nine-story foundation-building monk can take my sword?"

After muttering to himself, Luo Chen ended today's practice.

Put away the Xuanhuo sword, and slowly fly to Tianlan Peak.

……

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, the world has been thousands of years.

For Luo Chen in the foundation building period, a thousand years is too long.

But in the repeated days of his constant alchemy practice and meditation practice, the time has passed to the second year of Luo Tian's participation in the war.

On this day, Min Longyu returned to Luo Tianhui.

He didn't come back alone, but he also came back alone.

This statement is somewhat contradictory.

But when Sima Huiniang looked at the coffin in the hall, she froze.

"A month ago, the Seventh Mountain of Jilei was raided by the army of the Yan League, and a Golden Core cultivator took action. The Seventh Mountain was stationed together by the coalition forces of scattered cultivators. The Golden Core of the Yan League blasted away the Luoyunzong The big formation laid down, the Ice Fort Golden Core failed to rescue, and the Seventh Mountain was declared to be lost."

"In this battle, the casual cultivators have no one to command, and they will be defeated."

"I, Luo Tianhui, only guarded a remote path. I could have retreated calmly, but I was blocked by a small team led by a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment."

"Even if I frightened that big monk with the five thunderbolts, the monk Luo Tianhui still received a huge impact."

"In this battle, Luo Tianhui lost 43 Qi-refinement cultivators. Elder Li Yingzhang was seriously injured. With the rescue of Hall Master Xu Zhenzhen, he was lucky enough to survive."

"Among them, there is the Lord of the Dou Zhan Hall."

Min Longyu lowered his head and described the situation at that time in grief.

The Lord of the Dou Zhan Hall is Sima Xian!

Sima Huiniang, who was sitting at the top, pinched the armrest of the chair tightly with her five fingers, she said coldly:
"That great monk, what is his name?"

Min Longyu's expression froze, and he couldn't answer.

Sima Huiniang took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"In the later stage of Yanmeng's foundation establishment, he is by no means an unknown person. Don't you even know the origin of the other party? Or is he not a monk of Yanmeng, just a vassal of Jianzong?"

Min Longyu gritted his teeth and said: "At that time, it was late at night, and I couldn't see his true face. I only heard a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, calling him Kuchan."

Dry Toad!

Sima Huiniang recited the name silently, as if she wanted to engrave it deep in her soul.

After a long time, she slowly asked, "Where's Wang Yuan?"

Min Longyu breathed a sigh of relief, and said again: "At that time, I was worried that other Yanmeng monks would come, so I urged the five thunders to blast the formation in advance. I wanted to severely damage the enemy, and then take my Luo Tianhui monk away."

"But I didn't expect that the other party was still relentlessly chasing and killing after being severely injured, and Palace Master Sima also died under the chasing and killing."

"Seeing the urgency of the situation, Dianzhu Wang, Dianzhu Xu, and Elder Li shot one after another."

"In the end, I led the remnant soldiers out of the Seventh Mountain. Dianzhu Xu brought Elder Li back, but Dianzhu Wang disappeared."

The elder brother died in battle before, Li Yingzhang was seriously injured later, and more than forty Qi refining monks died tragically in the middle.

Now even the No.1 Wang Yuan under the chairman of Luo Tianhui is nowhere to be found!

Sima Huiniang closed her eyes, and the oppressive atmosphere continued to spread.

"President, my condolences and condolences."

"go out!"

Min Longyu sighed and had no choice but to leave Huixin Hall.

After she went out, there was silence in the hall.

After a long time, Sima Huiniang came down from above, walked into the coffin, and pushed open the lid with difficulty.

Looking at the unrecognizable corpse inside, he couldn't help covering his mouth.

……

After leaving Huixin Hall, Min Longyu relaxed all over.

But when he turned around and faced a pair of eyes, he subconsciously trembled.

Murong Qinglian and Gu Caiyi are the newcomers to Foundation Establishment.

Qin Liangchen, Bian Zhen, Yuan Dongsheng and his wife...

Many monks stared at him, seeming to have a thousand words to ask.

At the foot of the mountain, there was even more crying and wailing.

Luo Tianhui has taken root in Tianlan for more than ten years, and many battle hall monks have formed families.

Now that a large number of corpses have returned, the mourning of relatives has gone straight to the sky.

It actually dyed Danxia's dusk so miserable.

"Everyone..." As soon as Min Longyu opened his mouth, he was greeted with countless questions.

"Elder Min, how is my eldest brother?" Li Yingjun, Li Yingzhang's own sister, was asking.

Min Longyu replied subconsciously: "The injury was at the hands of a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, but his life was saved."

Hearing the previous sentence, Li Yingjun's whole body went limp, but fortunately her husband Yuan Dongsheng supported her.

But the last sentence made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why didn't you come back after being injured?"

"That's because Master Yinyue of Ice Castle forbids people to leave, and even I was allowed to bring back the remains of the monks who died in battle because Master Rueling spoke up."

"How can there be such an unreasonable order?"

Min Longyu smiled wryly, and was speechless for a while.

War, where is the theory of human affection?

"Elder Min, can you see my husband Duan Feng? How is he now? Is he injured? Can you tell me some news?"

"The disciples of Luoyunzong also participated in the battle, you can see my child Xiaohu, his name is Qin Yuanjiang."

"What about Lao Zhang, they all said he was dead, but why didn't I see his body?"

……

One by one, the questions continued to come out from the crowd.

This scene seemed to be even more terrifying than the enemies led by the great monks in the late foundation establishment period.

Min Longyu subconsciously took a step back, not knowing how to answer for a while.

I don't know who shouted.

"The president is here!"

The next moment, the crowd dispersed automatically, making way for them.

On the jade path, Luo Chen looked calm and walked step by step.

When he got close, he turned his head and looked at the eager eyes.

"Is there nothing to do?"

"Gathering here, how decent!"

"I don't know, I thought you were going to eat Min Longyu and force President Gong Sima."

"go back!"

"Return to each hall, and I will notify you of the specific situation afterwards."

Under the calm face, what spit out is a sentence of reprimand.

Over the years, Luo Chen has always been gentle and approachable in the meeting.

Being so harsh and arrogant at this moment did not arouse the slightest resentment.

Everyone lowered their heads and retreated silently.

"You two go too, Min Longyu stays."

Among the three Foundation Establishment True Cultivators present, Murong Qinglian sighed and walked towards Qin Liangchen who was waiting in the distance.

Gu Caiyi's face was also not very good-looking, she pointed to the quiet palace ahead, and then walked away gently.

now.

At the entrance of the main hall, only Luo Chen and Min Longyu were left.

There was hardly any hesitation.

Pfft!
Min Longyu didn't care about Zhuji Zhenxiu's demeanor and dignity, and knelt down in front of Luo Chen.

"President, Long Yu deserves death for not protecting brothers Luo Tianhui."

"Who made you kneel, stand up and speak!"

The crowd was gone, and Luo Chen's face showed a gloomy look for the first time.

Under his scolding, Min Longyu stood up guiltily, but his back was not as straight as before.

(End of this chapter)