Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 42 Blessed Land Elixir
Since there are alchemists, they have their own formations.

Zhang Yuqing didn't understand the mystery of the formation. He only realized how uncomfortable it was to encounter a blessed land in the sky and not be able to enter it.

I wish I could break the stone wall with one punch.

I am also afraid that the blessed land will completely disappear from the world.

After much deliberation, it was most appropriate to collect all twelve Jade Central Talisman and Seal Scripts.

You have to search for it secretly, not through Bai Zelou or other forces, otherwise the matter will be exposed, and the matter of the Immortal Mansion and Blessed Land will be difficult to hide.

"Three Treasures, what is this purple cloud?" Zhang Yuqing asked again.

Sanbao replied, "Dan Yan, there is an alchemy washing pool in Yuyang Blessed Land. It is full of waste elixirs, elixir slag, etc. that were refined by the warriors in the past. Later, Dan Yan was gradually derived."

"According to our ancestors, the elixir in this elixir-washing pool is extremely effective in training the bodies of ordinary warriors. Many warriors have come to ask for the elixir."

It seems that it is not only the literati and Confucian scholars who despise the warriors.

Even these alchemists who were wanted by the imperial court did not despise them.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuqing used to be a scholar, but now he can barely be regarded as an alchemist.

The system despises the fact that there is no way he can exist in the chain, so it has no interest in it.

"Help me get some elixir liquid." Zhang Yuqing said in a commanding tone.
"Aren't you afraid that I will never come out after I go in?" Sanbao hesitated.

"If it were your ancestor here, surely it wouldn't refuse?"

"why?"

"Because sooner or later I will be able to enter this Yuyang Blessed Land."

Zhang Yuqing pressed one hand on the bluestone wall, pushed the door open, and said slowly.

Sanbao thought for a while, then looked at the talisman in Zhang Yuqing's hand. It seemed that what he said made sense, but he turned around and said harshly,
"Actually, I helped you because I saw you were an alchemist."

Zhang Yuqing smiled and let go of Sanbao's tail.

This white rat-like beast quickly escaped into the bluestone wall, causing ripples just like a pebble thrown into a lake.

Zhang Yuqing's talent actually made Zhang Yuqing a little envious.

Not long after, Sanbao escaped from the stone wall very faithfully, dragging behind him a bronze cauldron larger than its real body, which contained a cauldron full of elixir liquid. Purple clouds filled the air, and the fragrance of elixir overflowed.

Seeing Sanbao's hard-working expression, I feel inexplicably happy.

Zhang Yuqing stepped forward and removed the bronze cauldron. Looking at the transparent elixir inside, he felt very good. He gave several elixirs found on Zhou Jue's body to Sanbao.

"Here... here's your travel expenses."

Sanbao held the elixir in both hands, his spiritual eyes blinking, "You are such a good alchemist!"

Zhang Yuqing smiled knowingly, "I'm going to practice here for a while. If nothing happens, don't disturb me."

"I went hunting too."

Sanbao jumped up and disappeared outside the cave.

Zhang Yuqing also immersed himself in the practice with peace of mind. He drank the elixir and felt the strong medicinal power flowing through his body. His organs were glowing, golden plasma was rolling, countless dark red veins were intertwined, and the qi and blood exuded a burning breath.

"Is it any wonder that those warriors who have trained their physical bodies go to Yuyang Blessed Land to ask for elixirs?"

Realizing the effect of the elixir on Heng Lian Da Gong, Zhang Yuqing sighed from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that he could devote himself to cultivating the golden bell of pure Yang power.

To find good fortune, this is the time for the Golden Bell Mahayana.

Along with the muscles, bones, membranes, and even the meridians and organs all over his body, a layer of golden body was formed, which penetrated the body and reflected outside.

The shape of a golden bell is slowly condensing.

And there is a more domineering and fierce force growing in the physical body.

It is completely different from internal energy. It no longer circulates in the Dantian meridians and is only hidden in the flesh and blood.

There is a record on the golden bell cover of Chunyang Dagong: "The golden bell covers the body, and the physical body is really powerful!"

This power is called the True Gang of Flesh and Blood. A kind of physical power that is different from inner strength and true energy.

It is precisely because of this that only by practicing horizontally and achieving great achievements and the true power manifesting itself can one be comparable to the true energy realm warriors.

And now Zhang Yuqing, who has swallowed the elixir, is firmly entering this realm step by step.

There was a roaring sound of wind and thunder in his body, and his energy and blood were rushing like a long river.

The whole person seemed to be a secret medicine, exuding its fragrance.

If the demon clan were here, they would definitely be drooling with greed.

After a while, Sanbao returned from hunting, dragging a golden pheasant and a peacock behind him. It was full of harvest. I don't know how it caught the birds with a mouse!
It saw Zhang Yuqing who was practicing, walked quietly to the bluestone wall, threw the golden pheasant and peacock into the stone wall, and then got in.

After a while, it poked its head out again, hesitantly throwing out a roasted peacock wing, placed it in front of Zhang Yuqing, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yuqing smelled the aroma of meat and had a full meal after waking up.

I was immersed in the practice of the Golden Bell again.

The strange sight of Ziyunyan actually only lasted for a stick of incense before it retreated into the stone wall and the cave returned to normal.

However, Zhang Yuqing practiced in this cave for half a month.

After all, it has been nearly a month since he came to Xiaohan Mountain.

Li Ying came two more times to prepare dry food for Zhang Yuqing and informed Zhang Yucheng and his sister-in-law of the situation so that they should not worry.

.......
Yuntai Academy!

It was a lonely autumn day, and the sycamore trees were all gone and the west wind was blowing.

In a separate courtyard, there is a small bridge and flowing water, and fallen leaves cover the water. Under the bright sun at dusk, it has a ruined scene.

The Confucian scholar, whose hair is as white as three-month snow, is wearing a crane cloak, holding a wolf-hair ink pen, and he is swiping freely on the rice paper. The force penetrates the back of the paper, and the handwriting is flying and phoenixing, forming a self-contained whole.

Suddenly!
A gust of cold wind blew, and the leaves rustled down.

There is a cold voice brought by the wind,

"Mr. Da is so elegant."

The Confucian scholar raised his head and saw a robed swordsman appearing on the bank of the flowing water. He had long hair on his temples, with a few strands of hair hanging down. There were a few strands of white hair in the black hair, and a sense of the vicissitudes of time was engraved on his face.

"Protector Liu, I didn't expect the real person to send you here." The Confucian's voice was old and steady, and there was some surprise in his tone.

Because this robed swordsman is extremely special.

He is even considered incompatible with other members of the Sima Krishna Sect.

It is also difficult to associate him with a god-worshipper.

However, he did indeed worship the gods, worship the gods, and get the true god to descend.

"The real person and the other guardians are all being stared at by the Demon Slayer Division, unable to get away. I am the master of the true energy realm, but I am the only one hiding in the dark." The swordsman in robes said in a low voice and hoarsely.

Due to the collusion between the Black Sky Sect and the Black Seal Dapeng of Jintian Que some time ago, the Demon Slayer Division was keeping a close eye on them. One after another, worshipers of the gods were found out and thrown into the Demon Slayer Division's prison.

As a result, the power of the Sima Krishna Sect is dormant deeper than before.

There are only a few masters who can take action.

"Did the real person give any other orders?" the silver-haired Confucian asked.

"Du Hua Butcher." The robed swordsman said.

"Du Hua?" The silver-haired Confucian frowned, "The butcher has harmed the True God, killed the Nine Palace Masters, and even failed to assassinate Zhou Jue. He has already formed a deadly feud with us. If he remains, it will be a disaster. Why not clean him up directly? he?"

The silver-haired Confucian scholar admitted that he had always underestimated the butcher Zhang Yuqing before. Even Zhou Jue, a famous soul-chasing gun on the knife-catching list, was killed by him. Only a master of the true energy realm could deal with it!
So he has never done anything to Zhang Yuqing until now.

Just waiting for the arrival of the True Qi Realm warrior.

"This is what the real person told me. I am only responsible for conveying it." The robed swordsman said coldly, "Of course, you can also choose to disobey the real person's decree."

The silver-haired Confucian scholar pondered for a long time, and finally nodded.
"I'll do my best."

(End of this chapter)