Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 482 Daily life in the Holy City
A piece of stone as big as a fist was cut open, and immediately, Yi Yanwan smelled a scent, like orchid and musk deer, refreshing and almost intoxicating to one's bones.

Needless to say, just because of such a strong fragrance overflowing from the stone, it is destined to be rare and rare in the world.

Even Great Sage Wei Yi, who was observing secretly, his turbid eyes were no longer dull, and he clearly showed surprise. First he saw the martial arts heavenly eye, then the lunar sun, and now he showed the miraculous method of Yuan Shu.

To be honest, he hadn't seen such an amazing young man for thousands of years—a two-hundred-year-old saint-level figure in a difficult time, with extremely solid foundations and a true talent for proving the Tao.

While the old sage was thinking, Meng Fan peeled off the stone skin, revealing a pink fruit inside. Although it was only as big as half a fist, it was not broken in any way and the fragrance was intoxicating.

And at the moment when it was completely peeled off, the sacred artifact Yin-Yang Gourd emerged, directly sealing it to prevent the essence from being lost and escaping into the air.

Without letting Yi Yanwan, the master of Guanghan Palace, ask, Meng Fan took the initiative to introduce:

"This medicine is called Ren Yuan Guo, and it has many wonderful properties. If it falls into the hands of someone who is good at alchemy, it can be used to refine the magical elixir. Although I am not proficient in it, relying on the inherited secret techniques and the handed down Bagua furnace, I can at least kill people. A Taoist person can extend his life by 80 to 20 years, and even a sage who takes it can extend his life by three or four years."

Refining the magic elixir can extend your life span.

This is absolutely a rare thing!
You must know that ordinary elixirs of ten thousand years are no longer of much use to such characters. Only special divine items can be of some help to the powerful at this level.

In addition, compared to the art of alchemy, looking at the universe, which force can be compared with the Eight Views Palace?

In the age of mythology alone, there are complete recipes left in the palace for the nine-turn golden elixir that can extend the life of a deity-level figure for 2000 years at its peak!

Moreover, the Jidao family does not have such luxury as the legendary holy weapons that specialize in alchemy.

"Then...can it increase your cultivation level?" This is what a powerful being like Yi Yanwan wants to know most.

"can."

Meng Fan nodded and said seriously:
"Renyuan fruit is precious, but it should not be eaten indiscriminately, because it can not only prolong life, but also contains poison, which needs to be melted.

Among them, fragrant air has magical effects and can increase cultivation, but the refining process is relatively complicated. "

Obviously, only an alchemist can divide it so carefully and make the best use of it.

People who are specifically looking for this rare fruit are generally old antiques. They are not spending a lot of time to increase their cultivation. They only want to live for a few more decades, break through to a small realm, and continue to fight against death and Taoism.

"When I introduce you, fellow Taoist, please don't be stingy. Sell a few coins to me..."

Yi Yanwan said half-jokingly.

To be honest, this is just to get closer to each other. After all, even if she doesn't kill the Tao, she can still rely on her original power to live for nearly 2000 years. She is not the kind of old antique who desperately needs to extend her life.

"I'll give you three. It's just for training anyway, and it's not a precious thing. You can make seventeen or eight in one furnace."

With that said, Meng Fan spoke to the last gatekeeper of Tianxuan Holy Land and the great sage who looked down at the ancient star of life, and said: "Old man, if you meet me, I will give you two coins to try?"

"Okay, you young people have good intentions. If the old man refuses, it will not be good." The old man was hunched over and said weakly.

At this point, he still didn't want to reveal his identity, even though everyone present knew it.

Of course, there is still a hint:
"In this holy city, as long as you act upright and sit upright, you don't have to worry about anything."

To be honest, I am not a person without self-defense, and it is a noble character not to bully others, but Meng Fan naturally would not refuse the kindness of the boss, and nodded with a smile.

At the same time, cut another selected stone, and soon, a bright white color appeared.Mutton-fat white jade divine iron is a saint-level material. It is as white as mutton-fat jade and contains divine essence. It is about the size of half a fist. When refining a saint-level heavy weapon, adding a little can greatly increase its power.

It's a pity that Meng Fan doesn't attach much importance to it. He has not yet refined a tool for enlightenment. He just lacks immortal gold-level divine materials. However, it is useless to worry about this kind of thing. Among the ancient emperors, there were some who had poor luck and had no chance to obtain it.

Of course, for now, I still have some clues in my mind, but I need to wait for the Dao to be cut before I think about it...

finally.

Yi Yanwan, who chose a pile of rubbish at almost zero cost, went out together with Meng Fan and made an appointment with senior Wei Yi to meet again in a while.

The latter nodded happily.

On the ancient streets of Shencheng, pedestrians are still coming and going, and there are celestial palaces on both sides.

When I walked around a corner, I saw a large lake in front of me. The lake was blue, like a huge sapphire embedded in the ground.

There was a huge flow of people, many monks were walking on the bank of the river, the willows were swaying, and the warm wind was blowing.

In the lake, dragon boats and phoenix pavilions fluttered, and the sound of silk and bamboo came melodiously. Most of the people nearby were young people.

When you look up, you will find the depths of the lake, the sky filled with clouds and mist, and many large floating ships, as well as some palaces and pavilions. The scene is not inferior to the Nantianmen Zuixian Palace of the Golden Family.

During this period, there were bursts of wonderful music, gentle and quiet, and a woman's delicate laughter floated down, which moved people's thoughts.

"Miao Yu'an, the famous Fengyue place in the Holy City. Not to mention the foundation and strength, Fengyue alone can be ranked in the top three."

"It is said that their past nunnery masters had an inexplicable relationship with some saints when they were girls, and some of those saints later became saints..."

Out of habit, Meng Fan introduced it seriously, and the name An Miaoyi came to mind.

In the original work, she is quite mysterious. She is one of the women of Emperor Ye Tian. She lives in a dusty place and practices Buddhist techniques. She is suspected to be related to the lineage of the ruthless emperor, and she sets up schemes to plot the bloodlines of the kings.

"If I fail, I will fall in the world of mortals until one day, I become the Great Emperor, and then I will kill everyone related to me and wash away the honor and disgrace of my life."

Suddenly, I thought of this sentence in my mind and felt that it was quite personal. Unfortunately, the ending was not very good. Lotus flowers were born every step of the way, and the Buddha's light bathed the body. However, he died of the ambition of Emperor Amitabha and fell due to the failure of Mount Sumeru to attack the immortal road.

And Ye Fan, who became the emperor of heaven, waited for millions of years, and found a similar flower halfway, but no matter how similar, he was not a man.

"What are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, a voice came from her ears, interrupting her thoughts. The charming smile on Yi Yanwan's face was still there, her jade fingers closed her long hair, and she said sweetly:
"Fellow Taoist, you don't want to go in and hang out, do you? Ziwei doesn't have such a romantic place, but the people of Beidou will enjoy it."

"Ziwei... there should be some."

After coming back to his senses, Meng Fan replied seriously: "I have seen many of them, but they were just passing by in a hurry when Tao Shen was preaching."

"Do you, fellow Taoist, want to go in and experience the charm of the mortal world?" Yi Yanwan's eyes were filled with aura, and she showed a faint charming smile.

"Forget it, I have no chance to meet the fairies at Miao Yuan. I only went there to drink and taste tea."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yi Yanwan chuckled, her whole body exuding a crystal light, and her laughter like silver bells echoed under the sky. She knew very well that people like Meng Fan didn't even bother to lie.

(End of this chapter)