Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Pengdao is very large, with lush trees and waterbirds circling around it.

Even after Luo Chen moved in, it still maintained its original appearance, with just a few palaces built.

Apart from the Xingdou Hall where he practices and the dormitory hall where Tianxuan lives, there is only one more Qingyang Hall built.

This Qingyang Hall is the side hall where Luo Chen makes daily alchemy and casting tools.

At this moment, in the Qingyang Hall, the Hunyuan Cauldron is high up, and the true fire of the origin is burning brightly.

Luo Chen, who was dressed in black, stared at the cauldron. He continued to use the spiritual techniques in his hands, and basic mineral materials flew into it like streams of light.

"When I chose the Hunyuan Cauldron as my natal magic weapon, I really made the right choice."

"This treasure can not only be used to refine elixirs, but can even be used to cast weapons. It saves me a lot of effort in collecting auxiliary tools for casting weapons."

Luo Chen sighed with emotion and paid full attention to the reaction of the mineral materials in the tripod.

Suddenly.

He frowned, reached out and made a move, and a palm-sized golden stone flew out of the cauldron.

"Isn't this meteorite treated properly?"

"I knew it was cheap but not good."

After muttering something, Luo Chen threw the meteorite into the True Fire of Kuron and calcined it at extremely high temperatures.

After about half a stick of incense, he summoned the meteorite again and landed it on a huge stone pier in Qingyang Hall.

Then, he turned his wrist and a small hammer fell into his hand.

It is the Flowing Fire Hammer obtained from the Golden Pill cultivator of Baizooshan.

This fire attribute attack magic weapon is not of high grade, only low grade, but it has an excellent carrying effect on fire attribute mana.

After erasing the mark of the original owner's consciousness, Luo Chen sacrificed it as a replacement for the Mysterious Fire Sword.

During the battle, the power of the attack was a bit mediocre, mainly because the flying speed was too slow, making it difficult to hit the enemy.

But when it comes to casting, it can show its brilliance.

Taking the small hammer into his hands, Luo Chen took off his black clothes, revealing his muscular body.

As the muscles on his arms trembled, Luo Chen swung the fire hammer and hit the meteorite again and again.

As sparks flew everywhere, the impurities in the meteorite became less and less.

At the same time, the proficiency of the casting technique - Flowing Fire Hammer Technique on the attribute panel is also constantly improving bit by bit.

"How do I feel that in a few years, when I have mastered the Fire Hammer Technique, I will be able to control this magic weapon better than its original master?"

Casting the weapon together consumes quite a lot of mana.

In fact, Luo Chen felt that it was more troublesome than refining alchemy.

However, it is not without benefits.

At least when refining high-level magic weapons, tempering the mineral materials day after day had an excellent training effect on his body.

The fourth-level Black Emperor plaster is too powerful!

Even if Luo Chen continuously operates the perfect "Confluence of Ten Thousand Daos" and uses the Kurong True Fire Tempered Body, he still cannot perfectly absorb the fourth-level Black Emperor's Cream.

However, through the high-strength casting, he found that his body was gradually absorbing the remaining Black Emperor's Paste in his body, making his body refining progress faster and faster.

It is precisely after feeling this harvest that Luo Chen's frequency of casting instruments over the years and the output of magical instruments will become higher and higher.

How can we not do the best of both worlds?

The shadow of the hammer flies, and the sparks are like rain.

clang!

As the last hammer fell, Luo Chen looked at the meteorite in his hand, which had shrunk by one third, and showed a satisfied smile.

"This quality can be used to refine the Youlan Xuanjia."

If other famous casters were here, they might be confused about what Luo Chen said about the "blue mysterious armor".

Isn't this a third-level defensive formation?

How did it become the name of a magical weapon?

In fact, this was just a clever choice of name for Luo Chen.

The Penglai Immortal Sect defense magic weapon refining method given by Yu Gao is a set of refining methods that combines ancient weapon refining techniques with the mainstream of today's weapon refining.

There are many difficulties in it, whether it is the materials or the requirements for casting techniques, etc.

Luo Chen has been trying to overcome them one by one over the years.

Although he couldn't directly refine the remains of the Demon Emperor, he could experiment bit by bit with the details of Penglai's set of magic weapons.

Luo Chen believed that as long as he had done everything well before directly refining the demon emperor's slough, the success rate would be greatly improved!

And in the face of those complicated difficulties, the most difficult point is the set of fourth-level formations that need to be arranged to refine the magic weapon!

Its name is Liangyi Liujia Formation!

When Luo Chen first saw it, he scolded his mother for a while, what kind of magic weapon needs to be engraved with a fourth-level formation, and it is not the refining of the Hunyuan Cauldron!

However, after many studies over the years, he discovered that these two Yi Liujia formations had another mystery.

Although it is the fourth level, it is actually a combination of seven sets of third level formations.

The core is the Two Array Formation. This is very simple. It can be yin and yang or heaven and earth, or odd and even, or hard and soft. The black and yellow universe can be two forms of each other, and the clear and turbid water and fire can also be two forms of each other. In short, taking the opposite meaning, the array arranged has the true meaning of Liangyi.

Han Zhan is very proficient in this!

Luo Chen naturally mastered it easily.

The difficult thing is the so-called Liujia!

Six sets of third-level defensive formations.

The Youlan Xuanjia Formation is one of them. This is also the famous water defense formation among the third-level formations.

In addition, there are Minghuangyan A Formation, Yimu Qingjia Formation and so on.

Each set is an excellent defensive formation among the third-level formations, and it is quite difficult for ordinary people to get used to it.

In comparison, the Youlan Xuanjia Formation is already the simplest one among them.

After years of studying, Luo Chen has already become a beginner.

What he wants to do now is to refine a defensive magic weapon according to Penglai's method!

Although the Liangyi Liujia Formation cannot be directly engraved, one of them, the Youlan Xuanjia Formation, is planned to be placed on it.

Use the same refining method, some formations and materials to refine similar magic weapons. Even if you fail, the cost will not be high, and if you succeed, you can accumulate relevant experience.

This is Luo Chen's true thoughts.

Just when Luo Chen was looking at the meteorite, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned around, and looked in the direction of Penghu.

"The evil guest has finally arrived!"

…

The Fulong Mountains are very large and stretch for thousands of miles.

According to ancient legend, this is the place where a wild beast fell and rested.

It is precisely because of this that it has become the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, with countless casual cultivators practicing in seclusion.

In the mountains, there are undulating mountains and crisscrossing ravines.

There are green trees and green sky, as well as waterfalls and streams.

Great rivers and lakes flow through it, and birds and animals are common sight.

If it weren't for the remote location and its proximity to Yuan Mo Sect in the early years, so no monks from other forces dared to get involved, how could this place be so advantageous to the Ten Thousand Immortals Club?

Eight Hundred Miles Penghu is a spiritual land in the south of the Fulong Mountains.

This spiritual land has always had a great reputation in the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, and many people know about this spiritual land.

The main reason is its embarrassing situation.

There are several third-level spiritual veins and more than twenty second-level spiritual veins in it. It can be said to be the spiritual land that ordinary Golden Pill monks and Foundation-building monks dream of.

But unfortunately, Wanxian Club does not rent it out alone!

Its rental price is almost the same as those of third-level top-grade caves.

In this way, ordinary Jindan monks would naturally not choose this place as their first choice.

And those golden elixir monks with rich wealth would not choose this place as a place for long-term cultivation.

It’s not that it’s unaffordable to rent, but it’s not cost-effective.

After all, not everyone can be like Luo Chen, who can arrange formations to raise the level of spiritual veins to the upper level.

Because of these reasons, Babaili Penghu has been vacant for many years.

Until, the rumored Qingyang Demon Lord moves in!

But today, there is a group of uninvited guests in this 800-mile stretch of Penghu.

In the sky, a bright cloud boat slowly descended, and the huge air waves stirred up the lake water and rolled backwards.

The Qi Refining monk stationed at the Fengbo Pavilion by the lake looked nervous and cautiously stepped forward to ask.

"May I ask the senior's name? If there is a greeting card, do you need me to inform Master Qingyangzi?"

He didn't mention the Zhang family on Cailian Island.

This Yunzhou is a magic weapon at first glance. How could its owner condescend to visit a foundation-building family? The most likely reason is that he came to Master Qingyangzi, the lord of Penghu.

Just like the Moyun Cave Master not long ago.

On the cloud boat, there were hundreds of silhouettes of foundation-building monks.

Those people looked indifferent and did not want to answer the Zhang family's Qi Refining monk's inquiry.

Suddenly, these people spread out and made way for them.

Seven figures slowly emerged.

There are young and old, men and women.

Everyone exudes powerful spiritual pressure.

Brother Feng Bo Pavilion swallowed his saliva, his two legs were fighting, and he was almost unable to stand still.

Seven golden elixir monks!

The leader is dressed in purple robes, the heaven is full, and his eyes are clear and spiritual.

He glanced at the Qi Refining monk and nodded to an old man beside him.

The old man didn't hesitate and struck out an object, which fell into the hands of the Qi Refining monk.

"This is the greeting card from my master!"

"Junior, inform your master immediately, don't delay my master's important events."

After hearing this, the Qi Refining monk was still nervous, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was no forced entry.

He took the prayer card, entered the pavilion, placed the prayer card on a stone platform in the pavilion, and put a spiritual stone into it at the same time.

Suddenly, spiritual light bloomed.

The golden greeting card slowly floated in it, and then slowly fell down after a moment.

By the lakeside, on the cloud boat, seven Jindan monks were talking.

"My lord, the Lord of Penghu is also a man of no courage. The monks guarding the door under his command are only in the Qi refining stage, and they can't even use it as a foundation-building monk."

"It's really ridiculous! Anyone who is a member of the Golden Core Force and guards the portal should be a true cultivator of foundation building."

It seemed like seven people were talking to each other, but in fact there were only two who talked a lot, and they were two octogenarians.

The title in their mouths is also "Lord".

As for other people, although they also laughed at Yan Yan, when talking to the man in purple, they mostly called him "fellow Taoist", "brother Taoist", "brother Huangfu" and so on.

Huangfusong looked at this scene with a smile.

"Such a treasured land can only be obtained by those who are destined to get it. It is really a waste for a lonely person like Qingyangzi to live here."

However, when his consciousness sensed the fluctuations in the formation in the pavilion, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"This formation is interesting. It's a bit like the beacon tower I used to have in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it's also very clever and can convey the message on the invitation."

Someone nearby heard this and expressed his own opinion.

"I heard that the Lord of Penghu is a master caster who is proficient in the art of casting magic weapons. Casting tools and formations are usually inseparable. In this generation, most of them are masters of formation masters. Perhaps it is their improved low-level skills. Use the formation method!"

Huangfusong glanced at the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

On the other hand, the old man in black on the side said disdainfully: "You have been deceived. That Qingyangzi is just famous among low-level casual cultivators. What he can really do is to refine high-grade magic weapons. He is a member of my generation." , As long as you are willing to work hard and spend a hundred years, you can achieve this, how can you talk about being a master of casting?"

Although the others smiled and nodded, they didn't agree too much.

But someone pointed in the distance.

Vaguely, there are escaping lights, one after another, looking at this place in the distance between the mountains and the misty white clouds.

Huangfu Song was angry in his heart. Most of the Jindan monks he had snare were coveting his method of conceiving babies, and they had no loyalty at all. The only ones he could really count on were the two veterans.

On the other side, he was also secretly happy.

Such a grand and slow flight to Penghu caused many casual cultivators from the Fulong Mountains to come out to watch the fun, which was exactly what he wanted.

When there are more people watching, it will be much more convenient for me to negotiate terms with Qingyangzi.

Even if we can't reach an agreement, if we do it under the witness of everyone, the other party will not be able to argue after losing.

High-level monks also need to be shameless.

…

Among the mountains, many casual cultivators who came after hearing the news looked at the cloud boat by the lake. Three or five friends gathered together and talked among themselves.

"What are you going to do? Fight? If you want to fight, just start fighting. Why are you waiting so obediently?"

"If you don't fight, then it will definitely be a visit."

"Who comes to visit and brings a family with them? Seven golden elixirs, hundreds of foundation-building monks, such a battle, if you say you want to cut down the mountain and wipe out the family, I believe it."

"That's true. I heard from the monks at Moyun Cave before that the master of Moyun Cave visited Master Qingyangzi in a simple carriage and only brought a few maids with him."

"So, this is courtesy first and then fighting?"

"That's how it should be."

The low-level monks gathered together, and the high-level monks also had their own places to go.

In other words, Huangfusong chose a good time.

Recently, several active Jindan monks in casual cultivation are organizing private gatherings to communicate. When they heard the news today, they simply joined hands and traveled together to watch the fun.

At this moment, several golden elixirs gathered on a peak, looking at the clear Penghu Lake from a distance.

"That Huangfu Song is rumored to be of the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. When the Yuan Mo Sect destroyed the Great Zhou Dynasty with a small punishment, it did not eradicate the roots. Instead, it allowed these remnants to become a climate."

"Now it seems that he wants to find the spiritual land of Penghu and make a comeback!"

"Good advice!"

"Haha, how knowledgeable am I? These news have been circulating for many years. I thought Huangfu Song would choose the Hundred Ghost Cave in the Fulong Mountains, but he didn't expect to fall in love with the Eight Hundred Mile Penghu."

"You don't know something about this. One of the three adults of the Monster Hunting Department, the ghost boy, realizes that there is no hope of being promoted to the Nascent Soul. He plans to establish a family, spread its branches and leaves, and leave a bloodline inheritance. The Hundred Ghost Cave is the one planned by the opponent. The ground has been secretly arranged over the years."

Over the years, the Demon Hunting Department has had a total of three eight-star demon hunters, all of whom are at the ninth level of the Golden Core.

They are Diaosou, Zihou and Ghost Boy.

These three people, after reaching the level of eight-star demon hunters, have already taken control of the demon hunting department and rarely go out on missions.

The so-called "adult" is the honorific title given to the three of them.

After learning that the ghost boy had booked the Hundred Ghost Cave, the golden elixir monk couldn't help but suddenly realized.

In the Fulong Mountains, spiritual veins are scattered, there are countless small spiritual lands, and there are also countless high-grade ones.

But there are not many large spiritual places like Baigui Cave and Penghu.

They have also experienced it over the years. Spiritual lands like that are prepared by Wanxian for some casual cultivators who are interested in establishing their power.

Obviously, Huangfu Song was eyeing Qingyangzi, a "lonely man".

"Tell me, if things get serious, will the Monster Hunting Department take care of it?"

"Haha, who knows. Maybe those three adults have already been watching in secret."

While everyone was chatting, someone suddenly looked at a man in the corner who looked unnaturally pale.

"Fellow Taoist Duanli, I remember that you seemed to have joined the association together with Qingyangzi, right?"

Duan Li nodded unnaturally.

He joined this gathering of casual cultivators with the purpose of seeking a way to heal his injuries. However, he did not expect that in the middle of the gathering, everyone would come out to watch the fun.

What I didn't expect was that one of the lively parties was Qingyangzi whom I knew.

However, if you think about it carefully, this is expected.

Eight hundred miles across Penghu, how many people are thinking about it.

After learning that Luo Chen had chosen this place, Duanli had guessed that this might happen, and even tried to persuade Luo Chen to do so.

If the other party insists on having its own way, it will eventually happen.

He sighed, "I did join Qingyangzi together, and we have been in contact with each other privately over the years."

The person next to him smiled and said, "If he can't hold on anymore, will you help him?"

Duan Li was stunned and opened his mouth, but no words came out for a long time.

…

Cailian Island.

As a large island with a medium-sized second-order spiritual vein in the 800-mile Penghu Lake, it is not located in the center of the lake, but closer to the lakeside area.

Therefore, Yunzhou's arrival was immediately noticed.

Zhang Jiadi held his daughter Qingqing and looked at this scene with a sad expression.

Behind him were some casual cultivators who had joined the Zhang family over the years.

The so-called immortal family cannot be achieved overnight.

Among these people, some are from the natal family of his wife Wenxiu in her early years, and more are casual practitioners with little wealth and no one to rely on.

In order to have the shelter of a big tree and to cultivate in a spiritual place, he voluntarily joined the Zhang family to be driven by him.

Or after a hundred years, when the Zhang family becomes more prosperous, these people will gradually become marginalized, but at least for now, they are still the mainstay of the Zhang family.

At this moment, there was a lot of chatter behind them, mostly worried and desperate.

The buzzing sound is like a mosquito, annoying.

Zhang Jiadi turned around suddenly and glared fiercely.

The momentum of the great monk in the later stage of foundation building suddenly exploded.

"Quiet!"

Everyone was shocked.

In the past few years, Zhang Jiadi had been harmonious and docile, but he was not as strict as Wen Xiu. They had almost forgotten that the head of the family was the one with the highest level of cultivation in the Zhang family.

Zhang Jiadi's eyes were like a torch, and he swept all the way.

"There may be a big battle later, and life and death can only take a moment. I, the Zhang family, are vassals of Master Qingyang, and we should advance and retreat together."

"I don't want to hear any more frustrating words."

"Anyone who disobeys should be killed! If anyone escapes from the formation, he should also be killed!"

Some people with careful thoughts changed their expressions one after another.

Some people wanted to dissuade him, but before the words came out, they were swallowed by looking at Zhang Jiadi's dark face.

Zhang Jiadi took a deep breath, but there was not much panic in his heart.

After many inquiries and a detailed understanding of the details of the battle on Lengguang Island, his admiration for Master Qingyang has already penetrated deep into his bones.

Just seven golden elixir monks.

In the battle on Lengguang Island, Demon Lord Qingyang faced more than this number of enemies.

In addition, and the most important reason is that he has already put his wealth on Cailian Island.

If Master Qingyang is really defeated, where should he go?

Will he become a casual cultivator again?

He doesn't care, but what about his wife and daughter?

Because of all these reasons, he made up his mind instantly after being panicked at the beginning.

In this battle, we must advance and retreat together with Master Qingyang, life and death!

…

Not to mention the reactions of all parties.

On the bank of Penghu, on the Yunzhou, the monks who came with Huangfu Song had gradually stopped communicating.

Everyone's face became more solemn.

Because there was no reply from Pengdao.

Huangfu Song took a step forward and stood at the head of the boat, facing the wind.

"I originally wanted to resolve this matter peacefully, but I didn't expect that the master here doesn't even want to see or talk to him."

"In that case, let me see the real chapter!"

A big wave of his hand.

Suddenly, the cloud boat rumbled into action, flying into Penghu like a piece of land, covering the sky and the sun.

Initially, Yunzhou flew extremely fast.

But gradually, the flying speed became slower and slower.

An invisible force of lag covered Yun Zhou.

Not only that, there was a strong pulling force within the lake, pulling Yun Zhou lower and lower.

"Ye Lao, what's going on?" Huangfu Song asked the old man in black next to him. The man had been the supervisor of the Qintian Prison of the Zhou Dynasty in his early years and was proficient in formations.

Ye Lao looked calm, "It is a forbidden air formation, a formation that is deployed in large cities and important fairy cities. Our magic weapon-level Yunzhou will not be affected."

Then, he looked suspiciously into the lake.

"However, there is another formation hidden in this forbidden air formation, which makes Yunzhou's speed become slower and slower, and its altitude becomes lower and lower."

He moved his fingers slightly and kept making secrets, as if he wanted to deduce the hidden rules of the formation's operation.

But after a while, he shook his head.

"No, the time is too short. And the owner of this place has already arranged it, so I won't be able to deduce it for a while."

The old man in gray clothes next to him said in a sharp voice: "In that case, let's cross Penghu by force!"

Huangfu Song nodded, "Just follow what Duke Gui said."

The next moment, on the Yunzhou, hundreds of foundation-building monks sat down cross-legged, following the previously determined formation, and injected spiritual power into the Yunzhou.

In an instant, Yun Zhou suddenly shook and his speed became faster again.

Huangfusong smiled when he saw this.

"It's only a few hundred miles away, and we'll be there in the blink of an eye. Qingyangzi, I hope you won't disappoint me when the time comes!"

Just when he was proud.

suddenly!

In the eight hundred miles of Penghu, a massive amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth suddenly sprang out.

Eight chains were formed, binding Yun Zhou tightly.

The surging force was immediately suppressed.

"How could this be?"

Ye Lao's complexion changed greatly. With the combined efforts of hundreds of foundations, combined with the Yunzhou formation, not to mention the ordinary forbidden air formation, even if the Jindan monks took action, it would be difficult to stop him.

But at this moment, Yunzhou was descending rapidly, and he could no longer think more.

"My lord, please abandon the boat and sail!"

Huangfusong's proud smile had long since disappeared, and he looked at the group of foundation-building monks swaying left and right on the Yunzhou.

"What to do with these people?"

Under the influence of this formation, except for the Golden elixir monks, the Foundation-building monks could not fly at all.

"You can't control it! Unless Qingyangzi wants to have a deadly feud with us, he won't do anything to kill us." Ye Lao persuaded loudly.

Huangfusong hesitated, but finally made up his mind when he saw that Yunzhou was about to fall under the water.

"You will follow me out of the boat."

In an instant, the spiritual pressure of the seventh level of his golden elixir suddenly unfolded and shot straight into the sky.

Behind him, six Jindan monks followed closely.

Although the power of the formation was still suppressing them, the combined force of the seven of them was enough to fly through the air.

An isolated island in Penghu, eight hundred miles away.

A black wooden block floated slowly.

After noticing this, he snorted softly.

"Boy Luo Chen, you can handle the rest by yourself!"

In recent years, Luo Chen has been trying too hard to get rid of him, including the secret technique of Yuan Dan and the Ying-Jiu Dan recipe, as well as the Soul-Nursing Wood Technique and the Spiritual Meridian Ascension given by the Mingyuan Sect. All the methods of taste have been collected.

Not to mention the knowledge of formations and the knowledge of the world of immortality.

He, Han Zhan, was not a thug, so helping him get rid of these miscellaneous fish was already showing great kindness.

There are only seven golden elixirs, one late golden elixir, two middle golden elixirs, and four early golden elixirs. With Luo Chen's current background, he can completely cope with it.

In particular, there was a Yuanying monk living in seclusion in the Fulong Mountains, and he did not want to expose too much.

…

The seven people flew higher and higher, and after breaking away from the suppression of the formation, they showed lingering fears.

Sure enough, it's not that easy to break into someone else's house.

The whole army was almost wiped out before even seeing the real master. This was too dangerous.

They could feel that the power of the formation had not yet reached its peak.

If they all exploded, one or two of the seven would be lost.

Just when the seven people stopped.

A voice came suddenly.

"Do you really want to die?"