Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1704 Preparing to practice the natal magic weapon
  Although Zhang Yan didn't seem to be injured, the continuous use of the Chaos Fire of Jiuzi Mi Kaitian's fist greatly depleted his health.

Fortunately, the person who signed up for the side mission before had a blood-coagulating pill, otherwise it would have taken a hundred and eighty years to return to his peak.

"It seems that I need to minor in alchemy!" Zhang Yan sighed.

He has decided to use Chaos Fire when practicing his natal magic weapon.

After all, neither the fragments of Buzhou Mountain, nor the Thunder Dao Yun and Xing Yun shared the Nine Heavens Breathing Ground, could be refined by ordinary fire.

And it couldn't be better to use his bloodline fire to practice his natal magical weapon.

Only Chaos Fire, everything else is good, but it consumes too much blood. If there is no blood coagulation pill, he will have to fall down in just a few seconds!

And practicing the natal magic weapon is an extremely long process.

But the blood coagulation pill is not enough!
  That's why Zhang Yan thought of practicing alchemy by himself.

"Refining the Blood Coagulation Pill requires high-quality monster blood, otherwise the effect will be minimal." The system was a little worried.

Although it is good for the host to be determined to make himself attackable and exploitable, after all, it is better to ask for others than to ask for oneself.

But he has already minored in weapon refining and formation.

Human energy is limited, and if you put your thoughts on other things, your cultivation progress will naturally slow down.

In fact, Zhang Yan has already cultivated to the Golden Immortal level in just ten thousand years, which is very good. Now it is better to lay the foundation slowly. The system comforted itself by thinking that this was also true.

Zhang Yan really wanted to settle down and cultivate his mind.

High-quality monster blood! Zhang Yan thought about it for a while and decided that the best quality product was the Dragon Clan.

At first, the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan almost dominated the ancient times, but later the Rural Tribulation declined.

So I should find a dragon demon who has done many evil things to kill.

Zhang Yan shook his head, no, if the Dragon Clan finds out about this, the minimal relationship between Yuxu Palace and the Dragon Clan that has just been eased will become tense again. And if he really kills dragons and practices elixirs, Master Huang Long will definitely feel uncomfortable if he knows about it.

The idea he had made was wasted because it was not worth the loss.

Or should I change it? Go directly to Huanglong Zhenren to exchange it! As for the reward, take the two magic weapons given by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Anyway, he is physically strong and has almost mastered his natal magical weapon, so he won’t be able to use it anymore.

It's just that the magic weapon given by the master was replaced so quickly, which was somewhat disrespectful.

Um! Where does he eat? It's obvious that seniors are friends and love their juniors. This is what the head disciple should do!
  Zhang Yan thought for a while and decided to take the carefully selected spiritual grains from Emperor Fuxi first and prepare to honor Yuanshi Tianzun.

By the way, let me mention the big formation thing, he is a good disciple who is filial to his master!

In this way, Yuanshi Tianzun will not be too angry in the future, right?

……

Yuxu Palace is still as magnificent as ever.

Zhang Yan straightened his clothes that were a little messy due to Tengyun, smiled and took out a purple spirit fruit and handed it to the white crane boy who was guarding the door.

"I have something to ask you to see Master. Please tell me, Junior Brother!" This Purple Spirit Fruit has no other characteristics, it's just sweet. Children should like it very much!

Um! In the past ten thousand years, the White Crane boy has become even fatter again! It can be seen that the Antarctic Immortal raised him well.

"Yes! Uncle Master!" Boy Baihe put the purple spirit fruit into his sleeve, and with a straight face, he saluted Zhang Yan in a dignified manner.

The cute look made Zhang Yan feel itchy in his heart, and for a moment he wanted to take on a disciple to play with.

But that idea was rejected in just an instant. He was still in the early stage of Golden Immortal, and he was still too busy practicing his own cultivation. How could he have the energy to teach his disciples?
  (End of this chapter)