Nine Sun Dragon God

Chapter 63

The eruption of Nirvana's divine power consumed too much of Xiao Yun's mental power, and he intended to make a quick decision and frighten the three of them.

"puff--"

The faces of the three were pale, and they all spit out a mouthful of blood arrows. Because of the master-servant contract, when the beast died, they would also suffer backlash.

"Our Myriad Beast Sect... will never let you go!!"

Zhuo Hu's voice was sharp.

He endured the severe pain and clutched his stomach. There was the place where the demon pill exploded. He gritted his teeth in pain, and fear spread in his eyes!

This young man in front of him is actually so cruel, he will kill him at will?

Bang!
Before they could react, even before Zhuo Hu had finished speaking, Xiao Yun stepped forward suddenly, flipping his hands, golden light surged, and all of them slapped on the three of them, sending them flying several feet away.

When the three fell to the ground, they all coughed up blood and tried to get up, but passed out.

For them, Xiao Yun did not kill them, but only killed the war beast as a warning.

Right now, the negative effects of casting the Nirvana Martial Soul appeared.

Xiao Yun thought in his heart, looked at the mountain in front of him, and went straight away without hesitation.

After a while, Xiao Yun stood on the big mountain, looking down at the scene behind the mountain.

He saw a lot of people below, with bright clothes and good temperament, they should be members of the seven major forces in the Southern Region.

Without going down the mountain immediately, Xiao Yun chose a quiet place and sat cross-legged.

Call ~
At this moment, at Xiao Yun's fingertips, a ball of white flame suddenly popped up, it was the flame of the ancient bronze lamp in his body, extremely cold fire!
After looking at it, and then dispersed, Xiao Yun's eyes were deep in thought, and he had a faint plan.

Slapping the Qiankun bag, a jade bottle flew out of it, which contained the powder of Guhun Pill.

The Solid Soul Pill was the reward for clearing the Wuhun Pagoda in the Xiao Mansion. At that time, it was crushed into powder, and a small part of it was used to refine Sleeping Powder.

Now, Xiao Yun took out the powder of the remaining half of the bottle of elixir, just planning to refine a elixir——Pure Yuan Bu Shen Pill!

This pill is extremely useful for Xiao Yun today.

It can stabilize the martial soul, nourish the spirit, and purify the vitality in the dantian, remove the dross and extract the essence, so that the chances of breaking through the shackles of the Martial Vessel Realm and being promoted to the Spiritual Spring Realm are even greater.

Xiao Yun took a look, then put down the jade bottle, and took several medicinal materials from the Qiankun bag.

Auxiliary medicines are relatively common, and after crushed, Guhun Pill also contains most of the essence of adjuvant medicines.

After sorting the medicinal materials, Xiao Yun didn't hesitate, controlled the medicinal materials to hang in the air with his vitality, suddenly lit the pill fire, white flames blazed, and immediately started the refining method.

The alchemy process lasted about an hour.

Xiao Yun exhaled slowly after the pill was completed, and removed the pill fire, revealing the three pills lying in his palm, the whole body was white and moist, exuding a medicinal fragrance.

call!
Then he patted the Qiankun bag, and three empty jade bottles flew out, Xiao Yun poured two of them into the jade bottles, and put the corks on them respectively.

Seeing the remaining one in his palm, Xiao Yun didn't swallow it immediately, but also put it into a jade bottle, and waited until he hit the Spirit Spring Realm before taking it.

One person can only take one pill of Pure Yuan Bu Shen Pill, taking more is useless, and will weaken the efficacy of the medicine instead.

Time passed, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Xiao Yun withdrew his momentum, breathed out for a moment, withdrew from his cultivation, and stood up slowly.

At this moment, he stepped into the seventh heaven of the Martial Vessel Realm.

He could clearly feel that the Sea of ​​Consciousness or the Soul had grown a little bit, and even the vitality in the dantian had turned into a purple silk, almost condensed into essence, extremely pure!

The advantage brought by this is that, mobilizing the same amount of vitality, the explosive combat power is several times that of the usual ones!
After feeling it for a while, Xiao Yun took a step forward and slowly descended the mountain.

In the middle of the night, after going down the mountain, Xiao Yun no longer used Xu Zhen's disguise, and changed back to a black suit, his original face and double pupils.

This is the real Xiao Yun!

After he walked down the mountain, he saw that there were many monks in the open space under the cliff, and it was lively, with several bonfires burning, reflecting the shadows of people.

Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, he could see that there were no people from the Holy Martial Empire here.

These monks have different costumes, and they are expected to belong to different sects.

Behind those people, behind the clearing is a mountain wall, the forest below is lush, and a bronze gate is hidden by the branches and leaves!
As Xiao Yun walked around, he found that this place was like a small market, many monks were selling elixir, treasures, rune bones, and some exercises.

Looking around, Xiao Yun frowned suddenly, and looked towards a corner, where an old man was setting up a fortune-telling stall.

"I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Xiao Yun was puzzled, so he stepped forward.

When he got closer, he realized that this old fortune-teller was the magic stick who was beaten up by Xu Zhen in the stone alley that day!
"Hey, little friend, do you want to do a fortune telling?"

Shen Suanzi squinted his eyes, and when he saw a guest, he greeted him.

Xiao Yun frowned, and said: "You are that magic stick in the capital, I have seen you before."

Hearing this, the fortune teller froze, and said with a sneer: "Hey, what magic stick? It's so ugly to say, this old man is the number one fortune teller in the capital! They all call me fortune teller, ahem, I don't know if my little friend can tell me A hexagram?"

call!
Xiao Yun took out a gold coin from his waist, casually threw it into the old man's hand, and said indifferently: "The divination is free, I will ask a few questions for one gold coin."

Dazed for a moment, the fortune teller grinned loudly: "Haha, they are all people of holy martial arts, so please ask if there is anything you don't understand!"

With a light cough, Xiao Yun looked around again, pointed at those monks, and asked the old man: "What's going on with these people?"

"Hey, you are asking the right person! Look, this place is the gate of an underground palace, do you recognize it?"

Shen Suanzi touched his beard, said with a smile, stretched out his finger to the bronze gate not far away, and Xiao Yun nodded.

"Now that the underground palace has not yet opened, counting the time, it will be just a few days ago! Due to boredom, many monks from the Southern Region gathered outside the bronze gate and held a small 'exchange meeting' to exchange their experience in cultivating Taoism and various Pills, treasures and the like..."

After a moment of pondering, the old man said slowly.

Xiao Yun looked at it, and it was indeed as the old man said, but he still had doubts in his heart, and asked again: "Have you ever seen people from the empire come here?"

Hearing this, the fortune teller shook his head.

Xiao Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his divine sense was still vigilantly spreading in all directions.

Today's cultivation base is not high, and the people in the palace and royal family are too powerful to be confronted head-on.

After a while, Xiao Yun simply found a place beside him and sat down on the spot.

I set up a small booth in front of him and borrowed a wooden sign, which said: I have two pieces of pure essence nourishing pills, and I would like to exchange them with equivalent elixir.

"Little friend, did you make this elixir yourself?"

Next to him, the divine operator looked over, with a surprised expression on his face, he did not expect Xiao Yun to be carrying such a treasure.

"Yes."

Xiao Yun responded, and then looked ahead. Many monks were attracted by the sign he set up, and they were all a little surprised.

Gradually more and more people gathered, and a young man came out from the crowd.

(End of this chapter)