Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

"Luo Wudi is actually dead. Is the battle going to be that tragic?"

In the alchemy hall.

Luo Chen and Zeng Wen sat facing each other, seeing the other's tired expression, he couldn't help asking.

Sighing, Zeng Wen said still in a daze: "I have never experienced such a situation before. I dare not even sleep to death. I am always ready to fight with people. During this time, it is like living in hell."

Seeing Luo Chen who was full of curiosity, Zeng Wen cheered up a little and introduced the situation back then.

The scope of the Golden Core Ruins is actually not that big, it is only covered by the Tiangong Seizing Spirit Formation.

It is precisely because the area is so small that thousands of monks are crowded in it, and it is easy to break out fierce conflicts because of a certain spiritual herb found.

The three battle halls of them are mainly responsible for fighting, and at the same time protect some weak monks in the gang, such as the medicine hall and the mine hall.

Although Roldo's realm is low, he is quite knowledgeable about medicinal herbs.

He found a seemingly ordinary plant, but it was actually a Tier 2 spiritual herb that was over five hundred years old, and it was a herb that was very helpful for foundation building.

But that herb was on Xuan Yihui's site at that time.

So he contacted his uncle Luo Wudi, and the two secretly went to pick them in the dark.

However, he was discovered by the monk Xuan Yihui who stayed on that territory.

A battle is inevitable.

Roldo died on the spot, and Luo Wudi fled with the second-order spirit grass.

It's a pity that before he could escape back to the camp of the Poshan Gang, he was flanked by a group of casual cultivators and Xuan Yihui cultivators.

The second-order spiritual grass that helps to build a foundation!

Who is not jealous!

On the spot, Luo Wudi was besieged by everyone and exploded alive.

Hearing what happened, Luo Chen was a little unbelievable.

Roldo is quite familiar with medicinal herbs?

In this, there is more or less my credit!

Under his leadership this year, the internal monks in the alchemy hall did not learn much in alchemy.

But certain professional skills are very familiar to everyone.

Especially for a group of pharmacists, not only must they be good at handling certain materials alone, but they must also be familiar with the "Hundred Herbal Atlas".

This Roldo, usually cynical, did not expect to learn something.

"At that time, the Tiangong Seizing Spirit Formation hadn't shrunk, right? Did Master Mi have any explanation?"

Zeng Wen sneered, "What can I say? In the final analysis, Luo Wudi's two uncles and nephews wanted to swallow the second-level spiritual grass for themselves, so they went to pick it secretly."

Regarding the dispute over the relics, Mi Shuhua had promulgated the rules long ago.

When the Poshan Gang works in a group, 30% of any gains can be kept, and the remaining 70% must be handed over to the gang.

After returning, we will see the distribution and rewards according to the situation.

Don't think about it, once the second-level spirit grass is handed in, it probably has nothing to do with Luo Wudi.

"Old man Mi didn't care about these spiritual herbs at the time, so he just gave a few words of admonishment, killed one or two insignificant casual cultivators, and settled down hastily."

"Forget it, why are you talking about this? Say it again, I will have nightmares for the rest of my life."

Luo Chen curled his lips, "Brother, it's not possible!"

"Tch, you haven't experienced that kind of scene where magic weapons are bombarding you when you open and close your eyes, so of course you can't understand my mood."

Zeng Wen smacked his lips and stretched out his hand, "Stop talking, hurry up and get some Zhongmiao Pills. I have to go to Tianxianglou and relax."

It's just a few Zhongmiao pills, Luo Chen doesn't care about it.

Taking out three high-grade Zhongmiao Pills, Luo Chen casually said with a smile: "Didn't you turn your back on your evil ways and start a family? Why do you still want to go to Tianxiang Tower?"

"How can domestic flowers have the fragrance of wild flowers!"

Zeng asked happily to put away the Zhongmiao Wan and was about to leave.

When he took a step, he paused for a moment, then turned around and said, "Recently, pay attention, our gang has lost a lot of manpower in the mountains, and other forces have ideas about not keeping it together. Anyway, you should be more careful when you go in and out."

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Luo Chen was left sitting where he was, rubbing his chin, thoughtful.

...

The Broken Mountain Gang suffered a great loss, and Luo Chen didn't have any idea at first.

But as some monks in the gang returned one after another in the next few days, he realized how big the loss was.

Of the six hall masters who went there, two of them died.

Luo Wudi and the newly appointed Zhang Shicong in the mine.

The bodies of these two were not brought back.

Of the three major battle halls, except for Zeng Wen who brought back most of his men, the hall where Luo Wudi was was almost completely wiped out.

The other hall master, Yang Wei, also returned from serious injuries.

His men also lost most of them.

On the contrary, Ke Yuelin, the head of the beast hall who is lonely and lonely, has returned intact, and it is said that he has gained a lot.

In addition, more than half of the monks in the medicine hall and mining hall involved in entering the mountain were also lost.

Especially the mine hall, after the formation was shrunk and closed, without the leadership of the hall master, some strange mines that were originally mined have attracted many casual cultivators to covet them.

It stands to reason that the Broshan Gang is a big gang after all, with a large number of monks.

Under the group, most people dare not provoke them.

But most of the casual cultivators who dared to enter the mountain this time were very capable.

Local masters, frequent visitors to Lun Daotai, and foreigners who have crossed the river.

Under the leadership of these masters, whoever shouted "Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object" would be greeted by a thousand responses, and the crowd would besiege them.

A mine with a large number of people has become a target of public criticism.

Actually, not just the Broken Mountain Gang.

Even Xuan Yihui suffered a serious loss.

It was just a new gang, even with the support of the five foundation-building families behind it, but it was too big, and the foundation was not enough.

Maybe the disciples of the family are strong, but the number is not enough.

After coming head-to-head with the Poshan Gang a few times, he flinched a little.

Later, after the outbreak of the beast horde, during the escape process, they were often robbed by those daring casual cultivators.

Thinking of the scene where a person who walks well, suddenly a large flying sword flies over, talismans and seals are thrown down, and trap formations are everywhere.

Luo Chen couldn't help but rejoice, luckily I didn't go into this muddy water.

How good it is to practice alchemy at home!

If you have nothing to do, go to the shops in the city, and then go to the black market to take some fashionable special resources, and there is a beautiful girl beside you to chat with fairy beans.

Practice kung fu at night, explore the deep mountains and wild forests, and breathe fresh air.

This is the normal life of cultivating immortals!

Unlike these monks, they know how to fight and kill all day long, without any technical content.

Hmph, disdain for it!

"By the way, where is my brother Wang?"

The younger brother who reported the situation spread his hands.

"I do not know!"

...

Wang Yuan disappeared.

When the monks of the Poshan Gang returned to the city one by one with disappointment, sadness, fear, or excitement, joy, excitement, etc., Luo Chen found out.

Wang Yuan still didn't come back.

He knew very well that Jiaotang was also involved in the dispute over the relics.

But those Jiaotang monks also came back in twos and threes, but they never saw Wang Yuan.

Inexplicably, Luo Chen felt a trace of worry in his heart.

Wang Yuan is one of his few friends, and he is the kind of companion who can give his back to each other.

If something happens to the other party, let alone feel uncomfortable, even his upward momentum in the Poshan Gang will inevitably suffer a huge blow.

However, Luo Chen's worries disappeared after three days.

In the dead of night, Luo Chen walked out of the alchemy room alone with a happy face.

After several failures, the Burning Blood Pill succeeded again.

The proficiency has also reached [20/100].

Now that Dahefang has suddenly returned so many monks, those who survived have more or less gained something.

For a while, Dahefang not only did not weaken, but showed a sick prosperity.

Amidst the prosperity, chaos is also increasing.

Luo Chen didn't like this situation, but the Burning Blood Pill he refined was very suitable for this situation.

"Store another batch and sell them on the black market."

"But this time, you can try those four small black markets."

Luo Chen was calculating these things in his mind, and suddenly his body froze.

The bright moon in early summer, along the cliffs of the valley, slanted its light into the alchemy hall.

A figure was sitting on the side near the shadow of the wall.

If it wasn't for the good eyesight, Luo Chen almost didn't notice the other party for a while.

Seeing Luo Chen, the figure raised the wine gourd in his hand.

"Drink a sip?"

...

bloody!

Just sitting opposite, Luo Chen smelled an extremely strong smell of blood, as if the opposite was not a person, but a bloodthirsty beast.

Facing those eyes full of vicissitudes, Luo Chen carefully sized each other up.

No injuries were seen, but the exposed skin became more and more translucent and fair.

Bai Luochen even doubted whether the other party was Wang Yuan.

"Drink, why don't you drink?"

"This is the monkey wine that I snatched from the lair of a Jinming spirit monkey. It is quite beneficial for Qi refining and cultivation."

Luo Chen looked at the crystal clear wine in the cup, which looked like spirit wine made from melted gold, and couldn't help swallowing.

The rich aura is indeed amazing.

After drinking it all in one gulp, Luo Chen only felt that his whole body was scorching hot, and the spiritual power in his body felt restless and boiling.

"Brother Wang, have you reached the ninth level of Qi refining?"

Wang Yuan chuckled lightly: "Hehe, you have good eyesight!"

Luo Chen found out that Wang Yuan was in a particularly good mood today.

Before chatting, how could there be so many smiles.

"Is it a big gain?"

Wang Yuan said with emotion: "It's not bad, at least there will be no shortage of cultivation resources until the completion of Qi refining."

As soon as these words came out, Luo Chen couldn't help being shocked.

This time when he entered the mountain, Wang Yuan not only rose from the eighth level of Qi refining to the ninth level of Qi refining, but also earned the cultivation resources to achieve the perfection of Qi refining.

How much did he gain?

"I came here tonight because I have something for you."

Luo Chen's heart skipped a beat, what, the good guy still thinks about his brother?

A storage bag was pushed directly in front of Luo Chen.

Luo Chen took the storage bag dubiously, there was no spiritual imprint on it, and it should have been eliminated by Wang Yuan.

Compared with the spiritual imprint of the foundation-building monk, the spiritual power imprint of the Qi-refining monk is the best to clear.

If the realm is higher, it will be wiped off.

If the realm is lower, you can spend time slowly.

"Huo, this storage bag is quite large, there must be three parties!"

Luo Chen had quite a few storage bags, whether it was the first one or the ones he seized from those Jiexiu later.

But basically all are the most basic storage bags with a volume of one side.

For this kind of thing, Wanbaolou has an extremely high price tag, often costing 10,000 spirit stones.

But on the black market, as long as you are not afraid of trouble, you can buy it for a thousand or eight hundred spirit stones.

The really expensive storage bags are those with large volume.

"If you like it, then this storage bag is also given to you." Wang Yuan said with a smile.

"So generous!"

Luo Chen played with the storage bag happily, and then took out something from it.

Not much, just a gourd, and a first-order low-grade magic weapon Tunbona sea pot.

Unscrew the lid of the gourd, and the rich aroma of wine floats out.

Luo Chen took a sip just now, and he already knew that this wine was the monkey wine brewed by the Jinming spirit monkey, and the effect was extraordinary.

Such a pot, if sold, would cost at least a thousand spirit stones.

As expected of my brother Wang, he is extremely generous.

Luo Chen happily opened another magic weapon.

But just opening an opening, his complexion changed instantly, and he immediately closed the magic weapon.

Even so, there is already a mellow fragrance overflowing from the alchemy hall, which is about to shake the heart.

Luo Chen swallowed, and whispered: "Brother Wang, you are crazy!"