Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

The dark dungeon seemed even quieter because of the deep breathing sounds.

This silence lasted for a long time.

Until, a sigh completely broke it.

The monks who were trapped in small dark rooms all raised their heads to look at that place.

"Fellow Taoist Haoranzi, how are you?"

"Can you unlock the restriction?"

There are some who speak out, but there are even more who look eagerly.

Facing these inquiries, Haoranzi smiled bitterly and said, "No, the golden elixir in the body is silent, and it is completely unable to mobilize the magic power."

"You are the one with the deepest cultivation among us, and you are only one step away from the perfection of the golden elixir. If you can't break the restriction, then we will be nothing but fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others. ." Said the Moon God Messenger from the Star-Moon Temple.

Haoranzi shook his head, "You really think too highly of me. That person is the one who made the five great Nascent Soul Masters flee upon hearing the news. I am only a mere Golden Elixir cultivator, so how can I break the restrictions she has personally placed. "

When that person was mentioned, everyone's expression changed.

What does it mean to have the five great Nascent Soul Masters flee on sight? Even if they have not personally set foot in that realm, they can still imagine it.

Among the five Han Zhans, there was no weak one.

Whether it is Tian Yezi, who has many means and possesses the spiritual roots of wind and thunder, or Yuding, who has practiced hard for hundreds of years and has reached the realm of transformation with swordsmanship, they are definitely famous and powerful in the world of immortal cultivation in the Eastern Wasteland.

Even in terms of realm, He Qingzi was a person with advanced cultivation comparable to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

With these five people joining forces, not to mention ordinary Nascent Soul masters, even those in the middle Nascent Soul stage, are happy and fearless!

But such a lineup just ran away desperately when the woman took a small step.

In this way, one can imagine the strength of that woman!

He is definitely a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage!

It is even said that even in the late Nascent Soul stage, it is still the top existence.

They didn't know the subsequent results.

But Zhenren Yunhe was destroyed both physically and mentally with just one blow, and even Nascent Soul didn't have time to escape.

This kind of thunderbolt method is simply incredible.

It is natural for Haoranzi to feel this way.

Wei Wuya, who came from Nascent Soul Sect Motian Cliff, said with great confusion: "Although there are countless strong monsters in the millions of wild mountains. But I think that woman's method is actually very simple, and her power is so powerful. So unique and The eye-catching fighting style should be recorded by the top sect of the human race. But why, I have never heard of the existence of this demon?"

Faced with this problem, Ye Xiang, who also came from the Nascent Soul Sect, said hoarsely: "Perhaps it is the powerful demon clan who has only emerged in recent years!"

"Recently? How recently? And how many years?"

"Every time we start a war, we not only apply to the sect for intelligence investigation, but the Mingyuan Sect Holy Land will also give us a rough intelligence. In five hundred years, we have never heard of such a person. We can't say that she He must have reached this level within five hundred years!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If such an existence exists, how can five hundred years be enough?"

"Yes, I, the genius of the human race, have only been in the early stage of Yuanying for five hundred years. The more powerful ones are about the middle stage of Yuanying, but that woman..."

…

In the dark dungeon, the sounds of conversation continued one after another.

Even though everyone is separated by a small dark room and cannot use their spiritual consciousness, it does not affect everyone's oral communication.

In this lively conversation, Luo Chen was slightly silent.

Like everyone else, he tried to use various means to mobilize the magic power in his body, but in the end he got nothing.

The consciousness is trapped in the sea of ​​consciousness and cannot go out.

The golden elixir containing pure magic power is like a mud cow falling into the sea, and it seems to be trapped in a different space, with no trace at all.

He learned from other people that this was a very clever restraint method.

If it corresponds to the seven basic restrictions and the landscape is dim and clear, then there is no doubt that this restriction method is the closest to space restriction.

The abnormality inside the body also fits the description of space restriction.

It seems invisible, but it is everywhere, spreading in every corner of the body.

Luo Chen couldn't find a solution. After all, this was the method of the late Nascent Soul monsters.

If it is said that among all his past backgrounds, there are perhaps only two types that are expected to solve this restriction.

One is to know all the seven basic restrictions and use them to break them.

One is the dragon-slaying technique that can remove foreign matter from the body.

However, these two methods are also extremely restrictive.

In the former case, he has only mastered some of the hidden secrets, and is still far away from becoming a master.

The latter requires magical support and must be practiced to a very high level.

At least it requires a master or a Dzogchen, or even a Dzogchen level, which may not necessarily clear the space restrictions in the body.

After figuring this out, Luo Chen became more and more desperate.

In the face of absolute strength, no matter how proficient he is in all kinds of magic, it is nothing more than fancy and vulnerable.

"Ten years ago, people of my generation were determined to win the war and never thought about failure. Even if there was an accident like the Howling Wolf King, it was just an extra effort. Who could have imagined that so quickly, the situation would change The treatment is completely different!"

"Yes, one day ago, we were still the high-ranking Golden elixir masters. We were heroes and respected by everyone. One day later, we were reduced to prisoners."

Listening to many bitter sighs in the dungeon.

Luo Chen stopped his useless actions and had a helpless smile on his face.

He had more on his mind.

The monks built fairy cities, divided their shops, and divided up many unconquered territories in the Xiaoyue Mountains in advance.

Everyone, from the high-level Yuanying monks to the millions of low-level monks, deep down in their hearts, they did not take this war seriously.

What everyone thinks about is not whether they can win, but how to get the maximum benefit with the minimum loss.

After all, the nine great sects, the eighteen golden elixir sects, plus the casual cultivators, amount to a million cultivators!

With such a formation, attacking an area, who thinks he will lose?

But now... I can only say that arrogant soldiers will be defeated!

"Actually, the abnormality was revealed very early. If the other four great masters hadn't taken action, the Ao Howling Wolf Emperor alone could have reversed the situation of the battle. This man's talents and talent are no less than the genius of our generation."

"That's not what they said. We really conquered the Xiaoyue Mountains. The problem lies in the greed for success and the attempt to swallow up the Snowy Mountains in one fell swoop."

"hehe……"

Someone laughed sarcastically.

The person on the side asked displeasedly, "Sloppy Taoist, what are you laughing at? Am I wrong?"

The sloppy Taoist leaned against the wall, resting his hands on the back of his head.

He curled his lips and said with a sneer: "Is it because you are greedy for success? You Yuanying Sect monks should know far more inside information than us! I heard that when Poyue Immortal City was first built, Baihua Palace The three fairies are running together and are ready to attack the Snow Mountain."

Regarding this sentence, everyone's eyes turned to the three female cultivators in the corner.

Fairy Baihua stopped her unnecessary actions and opened her eyes. She lightly opened her red lips and said, "We are prepared, and obviously the demon clan is also prepared. Otherwise, how could a top demon clan member appear in the White Bone Dao Palace by such a coincidence? The strong one? In the final analysis, he is just a winner and a loser!"

Yes, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy!

If the green-shirted woman named Qingshuang hadn't appeared, Daxue Mountain would be in the bag now.

They are definitely not complaining in a dark and secluded dungeon. Instead, they will be drinking and mingling with each other in the brightly decorated White Bone Palace, discussing how to allocate the resources of the Snowy Mountains.

Depressed thoughts and despair permeated the air.

Luo Chen is also one of them.

Perhaps the only thing that made him less desperate was that he was not the only one being caught!

Don't worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality. This is the truth.

Everyone is in trouble together, and no matter how desperate the mood is, it can be relieved.

Anyway, if we die, we will die together.

There are also several great monks who are in the later stages of Jindan. The monks with lower realms need to be more mentally balanced.

Of course, this is just sophistry.

Someone asked a question.

"I'm waiting in front of that one. I'm nothing more than the fluorescent light of rotting grass. I can destroy it with a snap of my finger. Why don't you kill us instead of going to all the trouble to imprison us here?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

In fact, this question has been hidden in everyone's mind from the beginning.

But no one dares to face it easily.

After all, who wants to die?

Most of them can say that they have the potential to be a Nascent Soul.

Who would want to die inexplicably at the hands of others, unable to resist even the slightest?

No one answered, everyone had their own guesses.

But someone will eventually give them the answer to this question.

…

Half a month later.

In the dark dungeon, crisp footsteps could be heard.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked in the direction where the footsteps came from.

The darkness gradually dissipated.

A plump and beautiful woman came to the crowd holding a green lantern.

Looking at the visitor, everyone's eyes widened with disbelief.

"Senior He Qingzi, why are you..."

"Shut up!"

He Qingzi's face flashed with a stern look, and he stopped the person who spoke.

Everyone was as silent as a cicada, not daring to offend this person.

Although they don't understand why she didn't die and can still freely walk on that person's territory, now everyone is paying more attention to the purpose of her coming.

The other party didn't say anything, he just took out a green and white feather and placed it in front of the cave where Haoranzi was.

"Come out!"

The door opened and the old man walked out slowly.

Haoranzi pursed his lips, looked back at everyone, and then followed He Qingzi with heavy steps, walking outside step by step.

The green lamp is far away, the light is no longer there, and the dungeon returns to darkness.

Because of Haoranzi's departure, everyone's hearts seemed to be weighed down by a big stone.

They don't know what Haoranzi will face next.

I don’t even know if it will be their turn again after Haoranzi.

An hour later.

The silence was broken.

The sound of footsteps came again.

Everyone looked at the sound.

In the darkness, the woman was holding an unconscious man in one hand and a green lantern in the other.

When we arrived at the original small dark room.

Bang!

Plop!

He Qingzi didn't say anything. After locking the person up, he left directly.

After she left, the extremely oppressive atmosphere relaxed.

Everyone looked at the unconscious existence.

"Haoranzi!"

"Fellow Taoist, please wake up!"

"What happened? Tell me quickly?"

There was no response, Haoranzi collapsed in the black prison as if dead.

But everyone knew that he was not dead yet, and the rich vitality was still radiating from him.

And to be able to make a golden elixir monk so weak or even unconscious must be a heavy blow to the soul!

For a moment, everyone looked at each other.

Suddenly, a wry smile came from the prison opposite Haoranzi.

"I won't be the next one!"

It was Wei Wuya, and among everyone present, the person whose realm was second only to Haoranzi.

Everyone quickly comforted him.

But those words of comfort felt a bit hypocritical no matter how I heard them.

Wei Wuya was worried and just wished that time would go slower.

The slower the better!

He is a well-known strong man in Motianya, and he is the one who is most likely to advance to Nascent Soul. Motianya will definitely not give up on him.

As long as he delays it long enough, maybe the sect will send someone to rescue him.

Even though Motianya was not strong enough, there were other Jindan monks from Yuanying Sect who were imprisoned there.

Normally, there are many golden elixir monks, but this is just an illusion of many forces gathering together. The number of golden elixir monks in any Yuanying sect is limited, and no one will let a golden elixir master have no value for no reason. Fall.

At least, the Nine Nascent Soul Sects who preside over this battle will not sit idly by and watch!

On top of the nine major sects, there is also the Mingyuan Sect, the Holy Land of Transformation, who is in charge of the Eastern Wasteland, and they will definitely not remain indifferent.

"Time, go slow!"

…

It's a pity that the sky cannot hear the cry in Wei Wuya's heart.

Early the next morning, familiar footsteps appeared in the dungeon corridor again.

He Qingzi appears again.

Just as everyone expected, Wei Wuya was taken out.

An hour later, he carried it back like a dead pig.

Still unconscious, still not knowing what happened.

Everyone left was finally panicked.

Especially the remaining four late-stage Jindan monks could not even maintain a calm look, with a trace of panic on their faces.

At their level, it's not really a big problem if they get injured in battle.

But if the soul is damaged, it will be completely hopeless to advance to Nascent Soul in the future.

It was obvious that whether it was Haoranzi or Wei Wuya, the current situation was a manifestation of the huge trauma to their souls.

On the third day, the Supreme Elder of Mengquan Cave was taken out.

Because of this scene, Yu Jiaolong, who was at the back, couldn't help shouting, and kept shouting why he was taking people away.

But He Qingzi ignored it at all.

She was like the warden of this prison, caring nothing and faithfully carrying out the task of interrogation and detention.

The only good news was probably that Haoranzi finally woke up in the evening.

Facing the eager inquiries, he looked a little dazed, his face full of confusion.

After a long time, Haoranzi covered his head and whispered: "The soul has been searched."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's expression changed!

Soul searching, magic means!

There is huge irreversible damage to the monk’s soul!

Once the soul is forcibly searched, everything in the past will be revealed in front of the enemy.

The secrets of the heart, the ultimate skills, the realization of the realm, the cultivation of immortality, the interpersonal relationships...

Everything is like an unfolded picture scroll, allowing anyone to browse at will.

When a monk who has been soul-searched breaks through the realm, because of the lack of soul, the chance of provoking external demons is much higher than that of a normal monk.

In other words, if all of their group were soul-searched, the already difficult chance of Nascent Soul breakthrough would be even slimmer!

Suddenly, Jin Buque asked aloud: "What will happen if one of my generation is restrained by the soul of the sect elder and the other party forcibly searches for the soul?"

Haoranzi couldn't answer this question.

He just said uncertainly: "The person who presided over the soul search was the black crow. It seemed to be a lineage of the ancient relics of the Netherworld Crow. It had very strong attainments in the soul path, and might be able to crack it without harming its life... ... No, if it was the supreme elder of your sect, Shenyuan Zhenren, who placed a soul restriction on you, I’m afraid the consequences would be unpredictable!”

As soon as these words came out, Jin Buque's face turned pale.

The Five Elements Divine Sect is different from most Yuanying Sects.

This sect likes to study various magical skills and secrets, and it has indeed obtained many novel skills and secrets.

But in this case, it will be easy for others to covet you.

Therefore, there has always been a tradition of sect's top powerhouses restraining their souls on certain skills and secrets, in order to prevent the core skills and secrets from being taken away.

And the supreme elder of his Five Elements Divine Sect, Shenyuan Zhenren, is a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage!

The black crow that was standing on the shoulder of the woman in green shirt was actually not very high, at most in the early to middle stage of newborn babyhood.

No matter how powerful its attainments in the soul path are, it will be difficult to surpass the skills of a great monk.

If the other party forcibly breaks the soul restriction, then I will only be afraid of death!

Jin Buque was not the only one present who had similar concerns.

Ye Xiang of Shenfu Sect and Feng Yue of Fenghua Palace have both changed their expressions.

But no matter how worried they were, He Qingzi still did not stop interrogating one person every day.

One day, two days, three days...

After the late-Jindan monks were interrogated, it was finally the turn of the mid-Jindan monks.

On the first day, there was no shortage of gold.

And he didn't come back alive.

This also means that what he worried about before has come true.

However, Ye Xiang and Feng Yue were lucky enough to come back alive.

This is probably related to the fact that the elders of their sect who set up the restriction were not that high in realm and soul restriction. They were easily broken by the black crow, but they were lucky enough to save their lives.

This is another kind of luck.

In addition, something strange is that the Frost Fairy of the Ice Castle has not returned either.

This exception puzzled everyone.

But among everyone, Luo Chen no longer cared to wonder about these things.

Because it will be his turn soon.

In the dark hut, Luo Chen's face was bitter, and it was really uncomfortable to feel at the mercy of others.

Especially, looking at the butcher knife, getting closer to him day by day.

Outside the prison, some monks who had woken up looked at him with sympathy.

Haoranzi sighed and said, "Don't worry. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. As monks, we are destined to have this calamity."

Luo Chen opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Haoranzi said leisurely: "It's just a soul search. As long as I can survive, I might not be able to find one or two methods in the future to repair the soul search legacy."

He has looked away and acted very open-minded.

Luo Chen pursed his lips and suppressed his impetuous mood.

yes!

As long as you survive, you'll be fine!

As he waited with a firm gaze, the sound of urging footsteps sounded again in the dark corridor.

This time, He Qingzi stopped outside Luo Chen's prison.

"Come out!"

Luo Chen took a deep breath and walked out step by step, following the woman whose waist was swaying like a willow branch.

Obviously he is heading towards the bright outside world.

But for some reason, it felt more like falling into an abyss, making my heart heavier and heavier.

…

"This is……"

After passing through many corridors, Luo Chen stood outside a main hall.

As far as he could look back, he saw green mountains and tall sycamore trees standing among the mountains.

Groups of colorful birds, according to the same color as each other, circle and dance in the mist-shrouded mountain peaks.

It is like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, a place where thousands of feathers rest.

And among those birds, there are everything from the first to the third level, and there are even a few that are infinitely close to the level of the fourth-level monsters.

Judging from their species, most of them are legendary and rare spiritual birds.

The extremely rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth flows through it, and just one breath makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Even the imprisoned golden elixir seemed to be moving.

"Third-level spiritual veins?"

"No, at least four levels!"

Facing Luo Chen's muttering, He Qingzi glanced back at him.

"The knowledge is good, but it is too limited. This Cangwu Mountain is a rare fifth-level spiritual land in the mountain and sea world, and it has a fifth-level spiritual vein."

Fifth level spiritual land!

Luo Chen was shocked. Isn't that the place where the monks of the Transformation of Gods live?

Not long ago, he was still working hard for a third-level spiritual land, and now he suddenly came to a legendary fifth-level spiritual land!

Nothing in the world is more incredible than this.

Wait a moment!

Could it be that the woman in green shirt is not a fourth-order monster comparable to the Nascent Soul cultivator, but a fifth-order ancient monster that is no different from the Transformation God?

Just when he was shocked, He Qingzi's steps had stopped.

Luo Chen looked up and saw a plaque hanging on the huge palace.

"Du Zhen Palace!"

"Go in, Youquan is waiting for you."

Youquan should be the name of the Netherworld Crow.

Luo Chen gritted his teeth. Unable to resist, he stepped into Duzhen Palace.

As soon as I entered.

A pair of unfathomable eyes stared at him.

The moment Luo Chen lost his mind, the strange power suddenly withdrew.

"Are you Luo Chen?"