After the ascent failed

Chapter 312 Medicine Spirit
As the name suggests, the Alchemy Dao Exchange Conference focuses on pills, so every time the God of Medicine Sect holds it, not only alchemists, but also other monks will be attracted.

And just as everyone was waiting for the conference to start three days later, a huge ship was slowly docking on the coast of Lingshan Island.

There were a few figures standing on the boat, their bodies were filled with mana fluctuations, and they were all monks in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

But at this time, several people stood respectfully behind an old man in red, like juniors.

The one who can make the cultivators of the Spirit Transformation Realm so awed is probably only the Golden Core cultivator.

"After searching at sea for so long, is there still no news of Xiu Yang?"

The old man in red stood for a long time, and suddenly asked.

Several cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Realm looked at each other, but they were all silent.

After a long while, a middle-aged man who had reached the spiritual realm made a bow, and said, "I would like to report to my fourth uncle, since Xiu Yang went to investigate that thing, he has been in the Wubu Sea area without news, and now it has passed." Will there be any accidents at the time agreed with us?"

"We also searched in the Unburial Sea area two days ago, but we couldn't find any trace of Xiu Yang." A person next to him also said.

"Have you searched the entire sea area?" The red-clothed old man's face was expressionless, but his voice was lowered for a few minutes.

"This..." The middle-aged man looked hesitant, and said with a wry smile: "The Wubu Sea is so big that it's impossible to find all of them, and fourth uncle, you know that the fog in the Wubu Sea is heavy and it's easy to lose your way. We dare not trespass in some dangerous places.”

"Oh, according to what you mean, just let it go, don't you?" the old man in red asked lightly.

The middle-aged man trembled and bowed again and again: "The junior dare not!"

These cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Realm all knew that the "Xiu Yang" the old man spoke of was his most beloved junior. Earlier, because he had received an important message, "Xiu Yang" volunteered to pursue it, but there was no news for several days after that. The old man's mood One can imagine.

The old man in red snorted coldly and remained silent.

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and he said, "Fourth Uncle, you said that there was a treasure in the mortal caravan this time. The weakness of mortals can be destroyed by Xiu Yang's backhand, and now he has not returned for a long time, could it be that he met other immortal cultivators?"

The old man in red thought for a moment, frowned, and said: "It's not impossible. Generally, mortal caravans transporting supplies to Lingshan Island will ask monks to guard them. A cultivator above the Spirit Transformation Realm can handle it."

After a pause, he continued: "With the ability of mortals, do you think they can hire monks from the dynamic spiritual realm to guard?"

Several people were stunned when they heard the words, and then fell silent.

"Fourth Uncle, don't worry, there are still three days before the Alchemy Dao Exchange Conference, and we will send people to find Xiuyang again to investigate the matter clearly." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the old man in red seemed to be relieved a little, his expression relaxed a little.

At this time, the middle-aged man asked again: "However, this junior has always been puzzled, what is the treasure that you mentioned, fourth uncle? And it is hidden in the caravan of mortals? Wouldn't it be so easy to fall into the hands of others? "

The middle-aged man felt inconceivable when he first heard that there were treasures in a mortal caravan. For immortal cultivators, mortals' abilities are too weak, and the treasures in their hands are worth nothing.

The old man in red looked at the sea and remained silent.

After a long time, he revealed a deep chuckle and said, "That treasure is a medicine spirit."

"Pharmaceutical spirit?"

The middle-aged man was full of doubts at first, then he seemed to think of something, and was suddenly shocked: "Is there such a thing in the world?"

The old man in red smiled and said: "The medicine spirit is made of the aura of thousands of herbs, it is the essence of the elixir, whether it really exists, no one has seen it, but it is rumored that this thing did appear tens of thousands of years ago in the God of Medicine Sect. "

The expression of the middle-aged man was fluctuating, and after hearing the words of the old man in red, he couldn't help interjecting: "This junior has also heard a thing or two about it, and it is said that the reason why the God of Medicine Sect can refine all kinds of immortal medicines is precisely It’s because of the existence of this medicinal spirit, but it was lost later, and there are no more rumors, so I don’t know if it’s true or not?”

"This matter is indeed true." The old man in red said: "Our ancestors of the Shen family had some connections with the God of Medicine Sect, and got definite information from it. The spirit of medicine was lost thousands of years ago."

"Then the medicine spirit that appeared this time is..." The middle-aged man was startled when he thought of a certain possibility.

"good."

The old man in red nodded.

"There is no one medicine spirit in ten thousand years. Eight out of ten it is possible that the one that appeared this time is the one that the God of Medicine Sect had in those years. But this is just a secret rumor, and no one has verified it."

The old man in red squinted his eyes, looked into the depths of Lingshan Island, and said: "Since the consciousness of the medicine spirit, the God of Medicine Sect has been looking for its whereabouts all the time, and finally found out that the medicine spirit had appeared in a mine several months ago. However, they never expected that the mine had already been mined when the people from the God of Medicine Sect rushed there, and the one who mined the mine was a caravan of mortals, and it was very likely that the spirit of medicine was also there without their knowledge. It was taken away."

Speaking of this, the red-clothed old man's eyes flashed with amusement, "It's just that no one thought that this mortal caravan mining mines was actually a small family that often transported supplies to Lingshan Island. .”

"What Uncle Fourth means is that the Medicine God Sect simply took advantage of this opportunity to allow this mortal caravan to transport the medicine spirit in without disturbing anyone?" The middle-aged man had already heard the result, and his heart gradually It becomes clear.

"That's not necessarily the case, maybe it's possible that the medicine spirit left before those mortals mined it, but Dayin is hidden in the world, and the medicine god sect's recruiting and risky move is really excellent. In the past, no one would have done it. Thinking that there are such treasures in a mortal caravan, and if there is a chance, we will not let it go."

"It's a pity that there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Even if it is hidden from most eyes, the news will still leak out. Although I am not sure which mortal caravan escorted this thing, but waiting on the sea here, the medicine spirit will eventually fell into my hands."

The old man grinned and said with a low smile.

"Our Shen family used to exist side by side with Muyun's and Xiao's families in Zhongzhou, but after experiencing drastic changes, we had to hide in the Northern Territory. If we can obtain this medicinal spirit, our Shen family's revival of prestige is just around the corner!"

Several monks in the Spirit Transformation Realm listened carefully, secretly surprised.

"Fourth uncle, is the medicinal spirit really as miraculous as in the legends, capable of life and death, flesh and blood?" asked the middle-aged man who had reached the spirit transformation state.

"The medicine spirit is the essence of all herbs, so it is not surprising that it has this miraculous effect." The old man in red said calmly, "According to the records of our ancestors, wherever the medicine spirit exists, everything in the sky and the earth grows. The growing spiritual grass is also easy to grow under its nourishment, and anyone who gets it can benefit endlessly."

The middle-aged man looked greedy.

At this moment, there was movement in midair, and a figure rode the magic weapon, tearing the air and galloping towards it.

A moment later, a black-clothed man in his 30s knelt in front of the red-clothed old man: "Junior Shen Zhen, please see Fourth Uncle."

"Ah."

The old man in red stroked his long gray beard, looked down at the person who came, and asked, "How is the situation in Lingshan Island? Have all the monks from all over the place come?"

"Back to Fourth Uncle, people from many sects and families in Zhongzhou have arrived one after another, but the three major sects and two major clans have not been seen yet." The man in black named "Shen Zhen" said.

"Has no one from Kunlun Ruins and Taiyi Sect appeared yet?" The red-clothed old man narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's okay, those sects that claim to be great factions of the human race have always been noble, and it is not surprising that they will participate in the future, so we will be less competitor."

"Reporting to Fourth Uncle, this junior was ordered to enter Lingshan Island first to investigate the situation. Although we didn't see anyone from the three major sects and two major clans, this junior discovered another thing, which may be related to Xiu Yang." Shen Zhen said.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

The old man in red raised his eyebrows and asked immediately.

Shen Zhen paused, with a slight hesitation on his face, and said after a while: "Just now in the Lingyao Pavilion, this junior found a person with an injury left by the 'Da Songyang Art'. This art was learned by Xiu Yang from his fourth uncle. No one can perform the unique technique except you and Xiu Yang, judging from the injury of that person, it is obviously from the hands of Xiu Yang."

"How is this person cultivated, and where is he now!" the old man in red asked with a serious face.

"Only the Dao Foundation Realm is perfect, and it is in the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion at this time!" Shen Zhen said.

"Fourth Uncle, according to what Shen Zhen said, the man has the injury of the Great Songyang Jue, so it must be related to Xiu Yang, and Xiu Yang is looking for the medicine spirit, so maybe he can find out the whereabouts of the medicine spirit from this population. "The middle-aged man who has achieved great success in the spiritual realm said.

The old man in red looked at Shen Zhen, nodded slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Go! Bring that man here, I want to ask the truth!"

Shen Zhen responded in a low voice, and disappeared again in a flash.

……

When the red-clothed old man was telling a few secrets of the God of Medicine Sect with several Hualings, a few elders who also had the Golden Core cultivation gathered together in a hall covered by aura on Lingshan Island.

At the front of the main hall, an old woman and a middle-aged man in green clothes, aged 50 or [-], sat quietly opposite each other, with solemn expressions.

Under such an atmosphere, several big figures should be discussing, but at this moment, no one spoke, just staring at the pile of miscellaneous things in front of him in a daze.

Among these things are spirit stone minerals or medicinal herbs, but the strange thing is that they are all of low quality.

Such low-level things are generally only appreciated by monks at the Qi Refining Stage and at the Dao Foundation Stage, and those at the Spirit Transformation Stage are no longer in their eyes, let alone Golden Core cultivators.

But now the Elders of the Golden Core Realm of the Medicine God Sect are full of solemn faces, as if there is something extremely attractive to them in these low-level materials.

The old woman and the middle-aged man in green are even more astonishingly cultivated, they have reached the Xiaocheng realm of Dongtian Realm, and they are also staring at these inferior things.

"Men and nephews, are these things mined from the mine by that mortal family?"

After a long time, the middle-aged man in green looked sideways at a person in the hall and asked slowly.

"If you go back to the elder, there are a lot of things, and they are all here."

An old man wearing a golden robe, like a flame added to his body, saluted respectfully.

If Ye Chunyang was here, he would recognize at a glance that this person was the elder Linghuo who stopped the supplies from Zhang Zhiyuan.

(End of this chapter)