Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

More than three months have passed since the Burning Blood Pill was deduced.

During this period, Luo Chen made a total of more than a dozen attempts to refine it, and only succeeded in two furnaces.

The first batch got five, and the second batch was improved by Danhuo, and got seven.

There are twelve in total.

He used monsters to test pills and consumed one.

Give Wang Yuan two.

Therefore, there are only nine Burning Blood Pills left in his hand.

This time in the black market auction, he took out six and only kept three for himself.

The number "three" was carefully considered by him.

The effect of the burning blood pill is extremely special, but the sequelae are also very obvious.

Every time you use it, you will hurt your body.

If there are more than three in a row, there will be irreparable injuries.

Unless it is someone like Wang Yuan who takes the path of physical cultivation, such injuries are unavoidable for ordinary Qi refining cultivators.

Luo Chen still hopes for Dao, so naturally he won't let himself fall into such a predicament.

Five of the six Burning Blood Pills were auctioned for 120, 90, 80, 90, and 100 respectively.

The first one was accepted by Tian Xingzi, who had said before that he would buy it at the highest auction price.

Therefore, adding up, a total of 600 low-grade spirit stones were harvested.

It has to be said that Luo Chen did not expect such a high price to be auctioned.

In the final analysis, this is just a first-order low-grade pill!

However, Luo Chen seemed to understand something when he saw the monks who couldn't wait to put away the pills after taking photos.

This is not that time!

Since the closing of Dahefang, the battles have increased day by day.

Ben is like a huge powder keg that could be ignited at any time.

With the discovery of the Jindan ruins, Dahefang has become even more chaotic.

And the Burning Blood Pill can burst into combat power at a critical moment, which can catch the enemy by surprise, or save one's life by luck.

Don't look at the curative effect, just look at the results.

Burning Blood Pill is nothing like a magical pill, it is clearly the pill of the righteous way to save people's lives!

"Yes, what I practice is righteous medicine!"

After figuring this out, Luo Chen's original mood because of the joy of mentioning the six hundred spirit stones became even more joyful.

After several subsequent monks put up their items for auction, it came to the last stage where the monks traded independently.

Luo Chen already had a goal.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want these five bottles of Runming Pearl Liquid?"

Sister Beauty was surprised, she thought no one was interested in this thing.

Hearing this voice, Luo Chen felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had heard it before somewhere.

But he couldn't recall it for a while, and he didn't worry about it anymore.

"I heard that this medicine can effectively improve the eye damage caused by excessive use of spiritual eyes, so I want to buy a spare or two. I don't know the price?"

"What about the starting price I just listed?" the beautiful female cultivator said nervously.

Luo Chen frowned, "If it's this price, then I can just take the picture directly."

The female cultivator smiled wryly, "If it's any cheaper, I won't even be able to get back the original money."

"oh?"

capital!

Luo Chen tentatively said: "As far as I know, this medicine is produced by the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, and it is rarely sold outside. Even if it does appear, it is usually at regular auctions."

"I don't know where you got these five bottles of Runming Pearl Liquid? Of course, if it's inconvenient to say, that's fine."

Xiuli female cultivator shook her head: "There's nothing you can't say to others. Now this medicine has been put on the shelves in Yuding Jiange in other square cities, and the price is only one hundred. I bought five bottles in Taishanfang back then. I want to take it back to see if I can resell it and make some money.”

The Yuding Jiange in Taishanfang is all on the shelves.

Why haven't the goods arrived at Dahefang?

Luo Chen thought for a while and took out five hundred spirit stones.

"Thank you fellow daoist for informing the news, let's trade at your starting price!"

The beautiful nun didn't hesitate, and quickly gave Luo Chen five jade bottles.

The deal is over and should have been separated.

However, the beautiful female cultivator asked curiously, "Do you still have the Burning Blood Pill in your hand?"

"Um?"

"It's like this. The three of us, brothers and sisters, have connections in Taishanfang, Xuelianfang, and even Liuguangfang. If fellow daoists have a lot of burning blood pills in their hands, we can cooperate with one or two."

Run order gang?

Luo Chen thought that during the previous auction, the Xiuli nun and her two companions had brought out a lot of special cultivation resources that did not belong to Dahefang.

Before, I thought these people were Jiexiu, and those miscellaneous things came from killing people to seize treasures, but I didn't expect them to be similar to "sellers".

It's just that those who do this kind of business either have a wide network of contacts, or are powerful and dare to travel north and south.

That is to say, there is a lack of a leader in the foundation building period, otherwise it can become a force like the Lianyun Merchant League.

Facing the expectation of the beautiful female cultivator, Luo Chen firmly shook his head.

"No, just those few."

After speaking, he turned and left without hesitation.

Currently, he doesn't want to sell the Burning Blood Pill wantonly.

The effect of this thing is too unique. If it is sold on a large scale, it will sooner or later attract the attention of foundation builders.

Don't you see that even Tian Xingzi took one directly?

Let's wait until later, when he has a certain strength, and then consider this matter!

Seeing him go, the beautiful female nun showed pity in her eyes.

"Huiniang, doesn't he have a lot of Burning Blood Pills?"

"No, it's just those few."

"That's really a pity. Put this kind of elixir in Xuelianfang, Liuguangfang, and it will definitely sell for a high price."

In the distance, Luo Chen paused slightly, then recovered as before, and left Zhenlong hall alone.

Outside the gate, a monk in black approached Luo Chen.

"Fellow Daoist, this is your Zhenlong Hydrangea, you can use it to enter and exit the black market formation freely in the future."

"Our Zhenlong Black Market is held once a month, and the specific time will be displayed on the hydrangea."

Luo Chen looked at the Zhenlong hydrangea that belonged to him in his hand, quite surprised.

"What if I'm not in Dahefang?"

"It will also be displayed, but the time displayed is the opening time of the Zhenlong black market in other square markets."

Hearing this answer, Luo Chen was even more surprised.

What's the meaning?

A chain of black stores, oh no, a chain of black markets?

"Your city has branches in every square city?"

The black-clothed friar shook his head: "Some places have it, and some places haven't yet."

Although the words were plain, Luo Chen was still surprised.

I thought that the Zhenlong Black Market was just a foundation building casual cultivator, and he did it himself.

Unexpectedly, there is quite a strength behind it!

I don't know which force this strength comes from?

Before he left, the black-clothed monk moved in his ears, and then stopped Luo Chen.

"Huh?" Luo Chen looked unhappy.

The black-clothed monk smiled slightly, "Since this is the first time for fellow Taoist to visit Zhenlong Black Market, before leaving, I would like to give you some advice."

"Oh, then I'll be all ears."

Boom!

In the dark night sky, a huge thunder sounded.

Strips of ferocious and dazzling lightning tore through the night.

The wind is blowing, and the leaves are flying.

Summer is here, and thunderstorms are becoming more frequent.

It won't be long before a heavy rain will fall!

Luo Chen stood under the eaves of the deep alleyway, looking up at the sky above, one after another roared away figures.

"The Mass Burial Mound, Qixing Slope, the Three Alleys of North Street...and the main road back to the inner city."

"These are the paths that the monk surnamed Wang told me are most likely to be robbed and killed."

It is well known that the black market is not safe.

This "unsafe" refers to many things.

There is no quality assurance for the auction item, no after-sales service, there may be follow-up troubles, and there may be accidents that may occur at the black market auction.

And the most common, robbery after the black market auction.

After all, even after the official auction held by Dazong, there were many robberies, not to mention the unsafe black market.

Before Luo Chen came, he had already made preparations.

Changing appearances, changing names, changing breaths, and even being ready to fight with others at all times.

But I didn't expect that when he left, the black-clothed monk surnamed Wang gave him a few words of "advice".

Even, based on experience, it specifically pointed out which roads after leaving the black market are the most dangerous.

This is obviously making friends with him.

Maybe it's because of those "Burning Blood Pills"?

"However, his advice is very questionable."

Luo Chen rubbed his chin, thinking carefully.

"Where did he get his experience?"

"Is it the black market that I have held for a long time, and the repeated battles that broke out after the participants left? Or is it my favorite roads that I often engage in gangsters and eat gangsters?"

"Or, do the opposite, let me deliberately not take those roads, and then he will sit on the sidelines?"

I have to say that Luo Chen thought too much, it was too complicated.

But when he was away from home, there were no bodyguards to scout the way for him and guard the rear of the palace.

You can't be too careful.

After thinking for a while, Luo Chen restrained his aura and quietly walked along a north street.

The main road back to the inner city is not safe, this is what Luo Chen has already determined.

On the North Street side, there used to be a lot of vacant houses, and occasionally casual repairers would borrow them.

Originally, Jade Tripod Jiange would also be inspected regularly, and rent would be charged if permanent residents were found.

But recently, the monks of Jade Cauldron Jiange no longer manage the outer city very much.

Luo Chen originally planned to find a house, wait until dawn, and then quietly return to the city.

But now that I have "advice", I have to be careful about everything.

"Hey, there really is a robbery repair!"

In the shadow, Luo Chen stopped and looked at the building complex in front of him.

It is an exaggeration to say that it is a complex of buildings, but it is just a shanty town formed by a collection of scattered wooden houses.

At this moment, a sudden battle is breaking out in that shantytown that covers an area of ​​several miles.

No, as far as the other party is concerned, it is by no means sudden.

"Sima Sanxiu, hand over the spirit stones on your bodies!"

Sima Sanxiu is not the name of one person, but three monks.

Among them, the female cultivator who was the head spit.

"Bah, it's a good idea. We earned it hard. Qiu Bo, don't take Dahefang as your Liuguangfang. It's managed by Yuding Swordsman."

"Haha, Sima Huiniang, your news is too late! Jade Cauldron Swordsman is too lazy to take care of the security of the outer city."

Above the shanty town, the man with the rough face laughed wildly.

With a flick of the hand, a big flag is good at facing the wind.

"Forget it, since you are stubborn, then leave them all behind!"

Seeing the flag, the beautiful female cultivator was startled for a moment, then her face changed drastically.

"The ultimate magic weapon is the green musk deer's flag."

"escape!"

When the words fall, the three will flee.

However, with a loud laugh, a large puff of white mist filled the surroundings, blocking their way of going and retreating.

"No, he has already set up a formation to trap the enemy, and he came prepared."

"It's too late, what do you think I left the black market for so early?"

Qiu Bo let out a sinister laugh, as much as 30% of his spiritual power surged out in an instant.

The next moment, three huge cyan dragons flew out with their teeth and claws open.

It was just a hover in the sky, and it rushed towards the three people below.

Those three people were not the kind to be slaughtered by others, and they sacrificed magic weapons to fight against them.

It has to be said that this kind of monk who dares to travel north and south to run a single gang and earn spirit stones from the difference in commodity prices between the two places is still very powerful.

In the face of the attack of the top-grade magic weapon, he didn't lose the wind in a hurry.

However, after fighting for a while, the face of the female cultivator named Sima Huiniang changed drastically.

"No, this magic weapon has the scent of green musk, which will block our spiritual power and greatly reduce our combat power."

"Brother, third child, hold your breath!"

Sima Huiniang yelled, and even played out several talisman seals, constantly bombarding the nearby white mist.

What she said was exactly one of the functions of the green musk deer gathering dragon flags that Tian Xingzi voluntarily confessed on the black market.

In the sky, a Qi-refining monk named Qiu Bai let out a sinister grin:

"It's late, do you think it's useful to cover your mouth and nose?"

"Tian Xingzi never finishes talking about the magical effects of the magic weapon, otherwise, wouldn't the cultivator who auctioned off the magic weapon have exposed his own methods?"

Sure enough, even Sima Huiniang and the others tried their best to hold their breath.

However, the movement of the spiritual power in his body was still getting slower and slower, but it was relatively better.

The musk-like aroma was constantly penetrating into their meridians along the acupoints on their body surface.

"Second sister, what should I do if I can't escape!"

"Huiniang, if this goes on like this, sooner or later you will die. After I come to stop you, run away!"

The older man let out an angry roar, counting fingers on his body, and an unnatural blush appeared on his face.

After that, he swallowed a pill in one gulp.

In the blink of an eye, the momentum soared by as much as 30%.

At the corner, Luo Chen blinked.

Among the three brothers and sisters, the eldest brother ate the Burning Blood Pill that he photographed.

The reason why he was so impressed was because this person took an excellent timing and used 80 spirit stones to take a burning blood pill.

This is the one with the lowest price among the six Burning Blood Pills.

Luo Chen once had a stomachache, how can someone have such rich experience in auctions.

also good!

It's just a good time to see on the spot, after the monks in the late stage of Qi refining eat the Burning Blood Pill, what is the effect.

With the onset of the effect of the Burning Blood Pill, the man's aura instantly soared, almost as close to Qiu Bai's Qi Refining Great Perfection.

With the ring magic weapon in his hand, the aura surged, and three huge rings were instantly divided.

Each ring is set towards the wood dragon that is constantly attacking.

Judging from this posture, he actually intends to bring all three wood dragons into his battle ring.

Then leave him alone and give the two younger brothers and sisters a chance to escape!

Unfortunately.

He and Qiu Boben were quite different in realm, and they only used top-grade magic weapons, so how could they match the top-grade magic weapons used by Qi Refining Dzogchen monks.

He was powerless to trap only two dragons.

Not to mention the third one, even two, let him vomit blood from his mouth, and his magic robe keeps peeling off, revealing wounds oozing blood.

"Spiritual backlash?"

"The characteristics of the pill?"

"Burning Blood Pill is a demon medicine elixir made from Explosive Ape Demon Blood as the main material. It is a great burden on the body. This should be one of the effects of the elixir, but it is negative."

Luo Chen squatted in the corner, quickly recording the performance of the Burning Blood Pill.

He recorded it as the third pill trial.

The first time was a monster test alchemy, and the second time was when Wang Yuan asked a mid-stage Qi refining monk to test it.

Now, it is the best test specimen, in the late stage of gas refining!

Faced with the outbreak of the eldest among the three siblings, Tiantian Qiu Bai's face became a little gloomy.

If there is no accident, this kind of elixir was taken out by a casual cultivator at the auction after he left.

It's a pity that I was not there at the time, otherwise I would have to buy a spare one anyway.

When Luo Chen recorded it, the battle in the arena was about to reach a feverish stage.

The eldest of Sima Sanxiu stopped two wooden dragons alone, and the second Sima Huiniang independently supported a wooden dragon.

As for the third child, he used crazy attack formations, trying to find a way out.

Suddenly, a desperate voice called out.

"Big Brother, Second Sister, no, this formation is controlled by someone else!"

As soon as the words fell, the boss spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The ring magic weapon was directly freed by Mu Jiao.

With a click, it was broken into several sections.

He himself was even sent flying backwards by the huge impact force.

"Little brother, help me!"

Sima Huiniang let out a low cry, and reached out to type out a talisman.

A mask spread out in an instant.

Perhaps because they knew the function of this talisman, the younger brothers immediately gathered together, unceasingly released their spiritual energy, and supported the mask together.

The boss also flew over from behind to help.

In the blink of an eye, three flood dragons formed, constantly gnawing and colliding with the mask.

The scene was once precarious.

In the corner, Luo Chen was shocked.

Just because of what the third child said - this formation is controlled by someone else!

"There are still people!"

"Is there any helper for Qiu Bo?"

Almost as soon as this thought came to his mind, a huge explosion suddenly erupted from another direction.

But also, it was just a sound.

The next moment, an angry voice sounded.

"My mother, even the fifth level of Qi Refining dares to be an oriole."

In the white mist, a figure appeared, holding a broken corpse in his hand.

He glanced at the precarious Sima Sanxiu, and then jumped in front of Qiu Bo, shoulder to shoulder with him.

His eyes fell enviously on the big flag in Qiu Bai's hand.

"Extreme magic weapon, the power of the end is infinite!"

Qiu Bo laughed loudly, "That's right! It cost me nearly seven thousand spirit stones!"

The face of the person next to him changed, and just as he raised his hand, he heard Qiu Bai say something.

"The old man Tian Xingzi lied to me. He only said that the green musk gathering flag can be used twice at the ninth level of Qi Refining, but I have completed Qi Refining. With such strong spiritual power, I can only use it twice."

Hearing this voice, the companion couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

"Actually, I didn't lie to you. Isn't Qi Refining Dzogchen the ninth level of Qi Refining!"

"We can't drag it on like this any longer, things will change if we delay! Liu Han, you will keep an eye on it for me later."

After the words fell, Qiu Bai let out a low drink.

Immediately, a huge amount of pure spiritual power surged out like a mighty river.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"

Three more flood dragons flew out.

Under Sima Sanxiu's despairing eyes, a total of six wood dragons slammed into the mask covering them at the same time.

Even if what they inspired was a Tier 2 defensive talisman, it couldn't withstand the blow of the top-grade magic weapon in its heyday.

boom! ! !

A loud sound came out.

The shock wave of the explosion directly sent the three of them flying hundreds of meters away.

In the air, the blood has already splashed desperately.

When it landed, it was like a rag bag, and there was no response for a long time.

"Brother Qiu killed three of his peers with the strength of one person, how overbearing!"

Liu Han slapped Qiu Bai on the shoulder, full of admiration.

Qiu Bai took a breath, grinned, and was about to say something.

Suddenly his pupils widened.

"Asshole!"

"hehe."

Liu Han chuckled lightly, then pulled back.

"Brother Qiu, why are you so angry. This is just a strange little magic weapon that I took at the Zhenlong black market. I invite you to appreciate it."

And at the same place, on Qiu Bo's shoulder, there was a human-like mouth.

That mouth bit Qiu Bai's shoulder firmly, and a dark and deep light spread like a halo.

Qiu Bo's eyes widened with anger, his expression frightened.

Standing in place, motionless, as if frozen.

The next moment, his body was completely shrouded in a halo.

Immediately!

laugh!

The smoke disappeared, and there were no bones left.

A generation of Qi-refining Dzogchen monks fell away.

There was only one storage bag and a large flag, which fell lightly towards the ground.

Liu Han couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Qiu Bai would retaliate when he was about to die.

At any rate, it's the great consummation of qi refining. Who knows if he lied to him when he said that the top-grade magic weapon can only be used twice.

But after he succeeded in obtaining this one-time magic weapon, everything has become a foregone conclusion.

With all the legacy of the master Qiu Bo and the legacy of Sima Sanxiu on the ground, plus his various preparations, even if he went to the Golden Core Ruins alone, he was sure enough.

With a chuckle, he shot out two strands of spiritual power respectively, rolling towards the storage bag and the green musk deer's flag.

However, at the next moment, he was frightened and angry, and subconsciously blurted out.

"Asshole!"

A figure, like a big roc, rises with the wind, and with the help of the thunderstorm, which is already blustery, it suddenly explodes at extreme speed.

The speed is so fast that it has come to the green musk focuser in the blink of an eye.

The surging spiritual power turned into a big hand and swung away Liu Han's ray of spiritual power.

Then he grabbed the big flag and fled.

Not only that, before leaving, that figure made two attacks.

One hit the storage bag in mid-air, and the other hit a large stone mill in the white mist.

Liu Han was about to burst into tears, his fury almost set him ablaze.

Storage bags have never been known for their firmness and stability.

Especially the storage bags of low-level monks are often damaged in battle.

Most of the things inside have disappeared without a trace, and only a small amount has been preserved in the world.

This bastard, not to mention fleeing after snatching the top-grade magic weapon, wants to kill it all.

He didn't dare to hesitate, and tried his best to block the black attack.

boom!

Like a breeze blowing on the face, it doesn't even have the power of a low-grade magic weapon

Liu Han grabbed the storage bag with one hand, and stretched out into the void with the other. He only caught a pile of jade powder, which still smelled of burnt medicine.

"Don't let me know who you are, or I'll have to skin and bone you!"

Liu Han took a deep breath, comforting himself that he finally got Qiu Bai's storage bag, which contained all the legacy of the master of Qi refining Dzogchen.

Moreover, there are also the legacy of three Qi-refining ninth-level monks on the ground.

Sima Sanxiu was a peddler who wandered around in several markets, and he sold most of the goods today, so he must be worth a lot of money.

expensive

Liu Han stared at the ground dumbfounded. The place where the three corpses were originally was was now empty.

"How about three storage bags my size?"