Depressed Fairy

The light gradually dimmed, revealing three groups of intertwined and changing mist.

The mist outlined a humanoid outline, which slowly solidified. It was clearly the appearance of Chen Yuan, but it was slightly different from the young man's appearance. He seemed to be a little older.

"This thing is really a rare thing! If it appears in the cave world, I'm afraid it will cause a fight!"

Chen Yuan exclaimed in wonder, glanced at his physical body, and realized the wonderful state at this time.

"The three souls are protected by spiritual mist. If the three souls are fused but not combined, they are neither consciousness gods nor yin gods nor yang gods. They may be called false gods. If there is no spiritual mist to cover them, as long as a gust of wind blows, the souls will fly away. Scattered. However, maybe because of my special state, the three souls and seven souls merged with the bronze mirror and became one body. This spiritual mist cannot really be absorbed. It just captures the thoughts and turns them into projections. "

The moment this thought arose, Chen Yuan's physical body opened his eyes, and his soul was still there, unaffected at all.

The physical body and the false god looked at each other, giving rise to a strange feeling.

He is absorbed in false gods.

Suddenly, a ray of light burst out from the inside of the Three Souls False God, illuminating this illusory body crystal clear!

A touch of coercion exudes!

Outside the house, the bamboo spirit boy playing in the courtyard suddenly noticed something and shrank to the corner with a look of horror.

In the courtyard next door, the woman in red who was sitting cross-legged and adjusting her breathing was shaken and filled with distracting thoughts. She opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then looked around with a confused look.

"The aura of destiny!"

The brilliance that enveloped Chen Yuan's false god gradually became introverted, and finally covered his body like flowing water, flowing endlessly.

"This false god doesn't have all the supernatural powers to recognize gods, and it can't even generate spiritual thoughts. But when I was in the cave world, the aura of my life that I condensed was actually able to manifest a little!"

Once the monk Dongxu enters the stage of becoming a god, the three souls merge and the spirit is hidden, condensing the consciousness and cultivating the divine thoughts. When the consciousness is perfect, he can combine what he has learned and evolve his own natal aura!

"My natural spiritual light must be sublimated by the illumination of the bronze mirror. It is of an extremely high level! Although this false body can be manifested, it is only a little bit, and once it is used, the spiritual mist will be exhausted very quickly. This three-soul false body God no longer exists, but it is more or less a trump card. If you can get more crystals, you will have a better chance of winning against the Divine Court in the future."

The false god is formed by the projection of three souls. It consumes the spiritual mist to cast spiritual light. It is considered a consumable for Chen Yuan, so the more the better.

Woo——

In the void, a divine power suddenly appeared. First, it separated a ray to protect Chen Yuan's body, and then enveloped his false god, dragging it towards a dream.

Chen Yuan did not resist, gathered his spiritual light, slightly modified his appearance, and then allowed this divine power to envelope him, causing the three-soul false god to fall into a dream.

In an instant, the light and shadow changed, and the scene changed!

There are layers of fog between the mountains.

Chen Yuan fell from the sky, and clouds and mist gathered, supporting his false god, floating deep into the mountains.

Suddenly, the clouds dispersed.

Chen Yuan kept his feet on the ground, and an ancient old man in court clothes walked up quickly, cupped his hands and said to him: "I have met Mr. Chen Si. I am the Hu Cao officer under the lord. Please come with me, sir. The lord and several others Sir, I have been waiting for a long time.”

Chen Yuan asked: "Who is the head of your family?"

The old man only said: "I will tell you when you arrive, sir. Please follow me."

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes. He was a projection of his soul at the moment. Without the blessing of the Golden Eye Technique, he couldn't see the reality of the old man, but he could vaguely recognize the aura of Shinto and knew that he was a god.

"Interesting, this old man also has an aura of decay, which is very different from that of the Xiyue Shenting. Judging from his speech and clothing, he is not from outside the territory. Is there another set of Shinto subordinates in the Xiyue Shenting?"

With doubts, he followed the old man forward. Anyway, this was just a soul projection. The situation was not good. The aura exploded and they died together without any psychological burden.

It was said that they were moving forward, but in fact, clouds and mist came riding on the wind, pushing the two of them forward quickly. After a few breaths, they arrived in front of a towering palace deep in the mountains.

The ancient atmosphere blows in your face.

"Sir, please." The old man stood by the road and made a gesture of invitation.

Chen Yuan looked at the building in front of him and noticed that it was filled with lifeless energy. It seemed that no living being had been here for a long time. He already understood a little bit and knew that there were only gods and ghosts here. Even if there were living people, they were like him, relying on Special methods to transform into spiritual bodies and soul bodies.

"This area should exist somewhere in the world. If the master here wants to quickly gather people, he can only use the Dream Soul Crystal to ignore the area and distance and use dreams as a path to bring people's souls. Here. However, if the owner of this place is a Shinto person, the situation is also strange. Without the power of incense and aspiration, even if he has a god status, he will die. I don’t know what this person’s situation is.”

After thinking about it, he walked into the palace and noticed that there were many ghosts hiding in the dark, wearing armor and holding swords, and they were whispering. The rest of the place is empty, and everything looks huge, but it tends to be plain. Compared to the Lushou Mountain God's cave, it can be described as simple.

There is no such thing as rabbit demon girl, wolf demon guard, turtle demon staff, etc. It is deserted. Only in the innermost part, a few floodlit figures could be seen, gathering together and talking.

There is mist surging on these people's bodies. It is obvious that like Chen Yuan, they all relied on the Dream Soul Crystal to condense three souls in order to reach here.

"One, two...there are seven people in total. Counting me, at least eight crystals have been consumed. It's really heartbreaking. I wonder how much the master has left."

After feeling the decay and death aura one after another, Chen Yuan could probably guess that the owner of this place was in trouble and needed the help of someone with higher attainments in alchemy. Due to the urgency of the matter, he had to use the soul crystal as an invitation, and even He also used his connections to get the master of Yiguan like Gui Yuanzi to come forward in person to urge him.

If this is the case, it is hard to say how much crystallization is left.

"Mr. Chen?!"

As Chen Yuan looked around, there was a sudden sound, and he saw one of the people walking out, hurriedly came over, and saluted respectfully: "I've seen you, sir. Sure enough, he is also invited!"

Chen Yuan took a closer look and recognized a person named He Lu whom he had met when he was refining alchemy at Dingyu Temple.

At this time, He Lu's body was surrounded by spiritual mist, his body was transparent, and there was a little brilliance shining inside.

"So it's you." Chen Yuan nodded at him.

"Sir, it seems that he is a little taller than that day. I am afraid that I have made a mistake. It must be because of the Shinto magic." He Lu said a few words with a friendly heart, and immediately led Chen Yuan forward and introduced the others: "This Several of them have also made great achievements in alchemy, especially senior Meng Ning, who is one of the world’s greatest alchemy masters!”

"Are you the last person the Lord is waiting for?"

The other six people all looked over, especially the man surrounded by everyone, who was sizing up and comparing with their eyes.

This man has a Chinese character face and a long beard. Even in his ghostly body, he is extremely majestic. He is exactly the senior Meng Ning that He Lu mentioned.

"I heard that you can refine the Spirit Purifying Pill?" He looked at Chen Yuan and nodded, "Yes, young people have great future, but we must guard against arrogance and impetuosity. Everyone who comes here today has a skill and can refine it. Only those who have prepared one or two precious elixirs will be invited by the owner here. You can learn more and see more."

Chen Yuan was stunned for a while when he heard this.

He Lu was also surprised. He was about to say something, but was drowned out by the other people's voices——

"Mr. Meng, I still have some doubts about the alchemy path. I hope you can give me some advice."

"Master Meng, I opened a batch of the Extracting Beauty Pill a few days ago. The extraction method I used was of average quality, but was there any oversight in the technique?"

"Senior Meng, there are a few things I don't understand in the "Three Treatises on Alchemy" that you annotated. I hope you can teach me something."

…

After a brief greeting with Chen Yuan, they resumed their previous conversation.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yuan felt familiar.

It's a bit like imitating the style of a wealthy person.

But he didn't intend to have a verbal dispute with this person. The purpose of his coming here was purely for the invitation.

Speaking of which, why is the owner of this place missing?

"Mr. Chen, I didn't expect this to be the case." He Lu's face looked a bit sad and angry, and he felt sorry for Chen Yuan. "They have never seen Mr. make alchemy, so they don't know how powerful it is! I have seen it with my own eyes, and with my alchemy skills It’s natural to see that your attainments are as good as those of the master of alchemy!”

Meng Ning turned to look at the two of them before speaking again.

Sudden!

An old, frail voice came from deep in the hall——

"Now that Mr. Chen has arrived, everyone has gathered. I only learned about Mr. Chen's reputation last. Because the deadline is approaching, I took the liberty to invite you. I hope you will forgive me."

A strong wind blew and gathered in one place, revealing the figure of an old man.

Wearing a black robe, he was tall and strong, but his cheeks were sunken and his back was slightly arched. He coughed twice after appearing.

"I have met the king."

Meng Ning and others stepped forward to salute.

The old man waved his hand and said: "There is no need to be polite. This time I am asking for help from you." His eyes swept over Chen Yuan, "There are a few people who don't know my origin. That's normal. I am an ancient person. I have been from the previous dynasty. Destroyed, fewer and fewer people remember me.”

"Feng Jun's words are wrong!" Meng Ning stood out from the crowd, "How heroic and heroic you were when you pacified the northwest and expedition to the Western Regions! You are still a frequent guest in the poems of literati!"

Listening to these words, Chen Yuan's thoughts changed and he guessed the identity of this person.

"When I went to Jincheng, Li Dingmo, who was traveling with me, highly praised a former general and grandmaster named Feng Jing. Could it be this person? He became a grandmaster a hundred years ago and actually became a Shinto! However, in addition to Li Dingmo has read his poems and talked about his deeds, but not many people have worshiped him! "

After listening to Meng Ning's words, the old man shook his head and said: "There is no need to mention the past. Even if you talk about it, I am still lingering and dying! I invite you all to come here today to refine a life-prolonging elixir for me! So that I can save my life. I can continue to survive!”

Such a straightforward statement left Chen Yuan at a loss as to how to evaluate it.

But someone in the crowd wondered: "Since kings and princes are sacred, why do they still decline?"

"If God wants to survive, he must capture people's thoughts and imprison people's hearts! This is what I don't do!" The old man looked solemn, "I don't want to decline, not because I am greedy for life and afraid of death, but because I want to keep my promise! The reason for this is, however, It’s not convenient to inform you.”

As he spoke, he changed the topic: "Of course, I won't let you refine elixirs in vain. As long as you can succeed, you will be rewarded generously! Whether it is the method of cultivation or the treasures of heaven and earth, as long as you need it, I will have it on hand. , just offer it with both hands!”

Hearing this, Chen Yuan's eyes lit up.

Meng Ning said: "I heard that the throne of the Lord was obtained from an ancient god before the great catastrophe of heaven and earth. He may have the access token to the Shengxian Terrace site."

"Do you want to go to the Immortal Platform?" The old man glanced at him and nodded, "Yes, as long as Meng Jun can refine the Shinto Yuan Dan, I can give you this token!"

A catastrophe? Shengxiandai Ruins?

Chen Yuan suddenly thought of the "ascension" mentioned in "Cultivation Insights".

"This old general seems to be an important source of information. However, why is the timing so coincidental? I always feel that many things in the northwest happened at this time, because the emperor is about to ascend the throne?"

Just as he was thinking about it, the old man from earlier came over holding a stack of books.

The old general said: "You can obtain soul crystals to nourish your soul. Even if you don't have a physical body, you can refine elixirs here. This is the refining method of Shinto Yuan Dan for your reference. If you think it can be refined, I will provide it." Dancai! If you think it won’t work, I’ll send you back immediately.”

At this moment.

"Hehehe, the old king wants to extend his life, why don't you tell the emperor? As long as the emperor says a word, the old king can live as long as the sky, what's the difficulty?"

The breeze blew, and in the empty hall, there was a young woman wearing a white gauze.

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