Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 160: The ghost city of the river, the fall of cultivators (please subscribe for more updates!)

There is definitely no need to pay it back.

Luo Chen just joked like this to ease each other's anxiety.

 He could clearly sense that Wang Yuan, who had always been calm and composed, showed a trace of uneasiness after learning that there was a battle of five golden elixirs in Dahefang.

 The image of Wang Yuan has always been that of being unhurried, calm and unhurried.

 But the successive Jindan-level battles in Dahefang put a lot of pressure on him.

 That was a pressure that a mere second level of body refining could not withstand.

 A bottle of Elf Pill is not much, but it can provide Wang Yuan with a lot of help.

 He himself has a considerable net worth and can cultivate to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining with ease.

Now that I have this bottle of elf elixir, I may be able to increase my speed a lot.

Luo Chen still has four bottles left in his body. Although he is not as strong as Wang Yuan, he can directly absorb the elf pills.

  But with the elixir of Su Xin Shou, it can also be decomposed and absorbed.

 The two chatted for a while, making various speculations and various countermeasures about the battle in Dahefang.

 But everything is just talk on paper.

 That was a battle that was beyond their capabilities.

 So, we can only wait for the result.

 Xieyue Valley, where Luo Tianhui is located, has set the top-notch formation given by Miao Wen to a semi-activated state.

 Once a foreign enemy invades, it can be directly stimulated to the peak level.

Even if the foundation-building monks come to attack, they can still resist one or two.

 Midnight!

Wang Yuan approached Luo Chen.

"No, we can't wait like this. If the result is determined over there and it's not good for us, then we'll just sit back and wait for death!"

 Luo Chen’s eyes flickered, and he finally nodded in agreement.

 “In your opinion?”

“I’m going to watch nearby. If something bad happens, I can make a decision as soon as possible whether to flee or defend.”

 “Then...let’s go together!”

Wang Yuan flatly refused, "Just don't go."

“Don’t underestimate me, I’m not good at fighting, but I’m good at escaping.”

Luo Chen set off with a smile.

 The instantaneous display of speed surprised Wang Yuan.

 After all, this is a speed that even Miao Wen and Luo Tianhong would look at with suspicion.

 …

 Under the night.

In a messy cemetery, two figures came with the wind.

 Feeling the ghostly aura, Luo Chen trembled.

 “Wouldn’t it be better to choose another viewing position? We have to come to this mass grave.”

 Mass graves!

 The place where many casual cultivators who died tragically were buried in Dahefang.

 At first, some monks died and their relatives and friends buried them here.

 But over time, some people who died with incomplete corpses were also thrown here.

Especially later, the law enforcement team of the Jade Cauldron Sword Pavilion often threw the corpses of some monks who were produced in the forum.

 It is both a treatment and a shock.

This place can be regarded as a major "resort" in Dahefang.

Jie Xiu Resort!

Among the "advice" given to Luo Chen by Zhenlong Black Market, mass graves are the most vulnerable places to be robbed.

 When you kill someone here, you don’t have to waste your fireball skills on raising their ashes.

Standing inside, Luo Chen could feel the cold air that penetrated deep into his bones.

 A pair of spiritual eyes scanned, and many looming shadows could be seen faintly.

 Ghost?

Moreover, Luo Chen could even feel a growing vitality from these ghosts.

Logically speaking, the ghosts of the dead mainly have the intention of death.

 But this strange vitality seems to have been given temporarily.

“I think it was the changes brought about by the birth of the three ghost kings.”

Luo Chen thought this way.

Beside him, Wang Yuan was looking at the inner city area.

 In his eyes are the golden light and dark clouds that are constantly flashing in the night.

　　But he said in his mouth: "The ghosts and ghosts here are not a problem, especially since I am a physical practitioner with extremely strong qi and blood."

“On the contrary, with the help of the changes in the ghosts and ghosts here, I can judge the status of the three ghost kings.”

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean by this?"

“Wherever the ghost king is, there is always a place of ghosts and monsters. Although the ghost cultivators inside will be controlled by the ghost king, they can also be nourished and strengthened.”

“This is the reason why third-level ghost cultivators are called ghost kings.”

He holds a ghost in his hand and controls the ghost cultivators within it, making him the king of ghosts.

After realizing this truth, Luo Chen understood the reason why Wang Yuan came here.

 Watching a battle or something, he couldn't see clearly at such a distance.

  However, it is a good method to use the changes in mass graves to understand the changes in the war situation from a side perspective.

Luo Chen praised him and walked to his side, looking at the inner city of Dahefang.

 Dzogchen’s spiritual vision technique allows him to see farther and clearer than Wang Yuan.

With the blessing of the moonlight, even from such a distance, some hazy scenes can be seen faintly.

“He is worthy of being the swordsman with the best combat power among his peers!”

“Besieged by four major forces of the same level, it was able to sustain for such a long time.”

Luo Chen praised,

Wang Yuan also nodded, "I guess it also has the geographical advantage of playing at home."

Luofeng Mountain is where Yuding Jiange has been operating for a long time.

 The spiritual veins, architecture, and formations within it are all more familiar to him than anyone else.

With the help of two sects building foundations, Pang Renxiong is not alone.

"only…"

Luo Chen thought of Tian Xingzi and his group that he saw on the way back.

Since they dared to surround and kill Pang Renxiong, they must have taken these things into consideration.

Jade Cauldron Sword Cultivator, the situation is still not good!

 Suddenly, Luo Chen's eyes narrowed.

 In Dahefang, a sword energy that was extremely bright erupted like a dragon.

The sword energy is layered upon layer, and the sound of the sword resounds for thousands of miles around!

The entire night was torn apart under this sword.

“This move is the one Pang Renxiong used this afternoon.”

 “He tried his best!”

 Almost at the same time, Luo Chen Wang Yuan made the same judgment.

 The next moment, Wang Yuan and Luo Chen turned back at the same time.

The ghosts and ghosts that were thriving nearby seemed to have been blown by the strong wind, and they all stopped.

 Then, it became sluggish.

 The cold and yin energy disappeared immediately.

 Everyone knows what this means.

Those three ghost kings are gone!

 Wang Yuan shouted in a low voice: "Pang Renxiong succeeded with all his strength!"

 “No, not yet!”

 Luo Chen suddenly looked into Dahefang.

 He looked horrified and confused.

 Because there is an equally unparalleled crimson sword energy, like a giant cauldron, inserted into Luofeng Mountain from top to bottom.

 “Sword repairman!”

 “How can there be a sword cultivator!”

 “And you’re not helping Pang Renxiong?”

 In his shock, the majestic sword energy suddenly fell down.

 A roar of extreme anger spread in all directions when the sword energy fell.

"It's you!"

 After the roar, there was silence.

Luo Chen and Wang Yuan looked at each other in confusion. For a moment, they didn't know what to say.

 …

 Half a month has passed since the battle of Jindan in the inner city.

 Such a long time is enough to wash away most of the fear in the monk's heart.

 After the battle in the inner city, the remaining treasures may have caused those fears to be swept away by greed.

Luo Chen took the masters of Luotian Battle Hall and stood in the distance, looking at the ghostly city.

“Golden elixir cultivators come and go, and in the end only casual cultivators are left, a ghost town!”

 He sighed softly and watched three casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining step into the inner city together.

“Which batch is this that has entered the city?”

Zhou Yuanli beside him said respectfully: "For the convenience of management, the Jade Cauldron Sword Pavilion only has one gate. In the past half month, this is the seventeenth batch of casual cultivators entering the inner city."

 “Where are the sixteen groups in front?” Luo Chen asked.

 Zhou Yuanli shook his head, "There is no response."

Frowning his brows, Luo Chen had a bad feeling in his heart.

 The three ghost kings were indeed killed by Pang Renxiong before he died.

 But after their death, almost all of their essence ghost energy remained in the inner city of Dahefang.

These are three ghost kings who are comparable to the golden elixir!

 Under normal circumstances, any one of them can easily destroy a city like Dahefang.

Now the essence of the three ghost kings are all left inside, directly transforming this place into a ghost.

Nowadays, no strangers are allowed to enter.

“Brother Wang is in seclusion, saying that he wants to perfect a method to avoid ghosts, so that he can go into the city to hunt for treasures.”

"Currently, we, Luo Tianhui, do not have high-end combat power to suppress us, so we are a bit embarrassed." Luo Chen glanced around, occasionally stopping for a moment on a few monks.

Those are all subordinates of the foundation-building forces.

Now that the Jade Cauldron Sword Pavilion has been destroyed, the life and death of Luo Tianhui's backer Miao Wen is unknown, and they have become dangerous again.

 The reason why several major foundation-building forces are still holding back is simply because they are afraid of becoming the target of public criticism.

 possible.

 But Luo Chen knew that such peace would one day be broken.

 He is absolutely unwilling to become someone else’s alchemy tool again.

 Hence, he had no intention of leaving Dahefang and reporting to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect alone.

Pang Renxiong is already dead, why are you eager to get in on him?

 It was a waste of time on the road, and it was impossible to ensure that he would have sufficient personal freedom after joining the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect.

 Comparatively speaking, if you work hard alone, as long as you work hard enough, your cultivation speed will not drop too much.

 The most important thing is to follow your heart!

While Luo Chen was deep in thought, there was a sudden noise from the front.

 He came back to his senses and followed the sound.

In the inner city, a light and dim spiritual light was struggling to move forward against the gloomy ghostly atmosphere.

 After about a few breaths.

 The spiritual light in his sight suddenly left the city.

 “It’s Mr. Chu!”

 “He’s not dead!”

“Not only that, but the dozen or so Qi Refining Stage monks in Wanbao Tower are all fine too.”

 When the spiritual light appeared, it was a flying boat.

The leader is clearly Chu Ji, the owner of Wanbao Tower who is very familiar to Luo Chen and other casual cultivators.

As soon as he left the city, Mr. Chu waved his hand.

 On the flying boat, seven monks in the Qi Refining Stage were swept down.

 “My kindness and righteousness are exhausted, and our fate ends here.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of the flying boat reappeared, turning into a stream of light and flying towards the sky.

At the same time, several rays of light flew out from other areas outside Dahefang, chasing Mr. Chu away.

 It seems that the leaders of several major foundation-building forces went to Mr. Chu to inquire about the situation in the inner city.

Luo Chen doesn’t have this face, but there are people in front of him to ask questions.

With a wave of his hand, Sima Xian and his men jumped out of the crowd and headed straight for the seven monks left behind by Mr. Chu.

They all know that these seven are not cultivators from Tianfan City's sect, but local casual cultivators hired locally by Wanbaolou, a subsidiary shop of Tianfan City.

 Out of the seven people, five are women and two are men.

Soon, Sima Xian brought back a male cultivator for Luo Chen with the help of his ninth level of Qi refining and a bunch of war hall monks he brought with him.

 “I ask, answer!”

 Without the protection of Wanbao Tower, the male cultivator no longer has the power of a fox or a tiger.

 He turned pale and nodded quickly.

"name?"

 “Li Wanchun.”

 “How much do you know about the war in the inner city?”

 “Know nothing.”

"Um?"

 “Senior, I really don’t know!”

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he was called senior.

Of course, that’s not the point.

He wondered: "How do you survive if you don't know anything?"

Li Wanchun said aggrievedly: "I only know that there were no customers in the store at that time, and a strong pressure swept down, and I fell into a coma. When I woke up, the formation of Wanbao Tower had been activated, and I persisted like this for half a month. , Mr. Chu brought us out.”

 "You?" Luo Chen's heart moved.

"Yes, several disciples from Wanbao Tower, plus a few casual cultivators from our local area, all came out alive."

 “No injuries at all?”

 After several questions in succession, Li Wanchun's mind has stabilized a lot.

He nodded quickly and said: "It's indeed nothing serious. There are many treasures in the building and there are large formations guarding them. In addition, Mr. Chu is experienced and takes care of us. It is true that there is no injury. It's just..."

"Um?"

He smiled bitterly and said: "It's just that Mr. Chu said that Wanbao Tower in Dahefang would not be able to be restarted in a short time, so he fired me and others."

Luo Chen frowned, thinking it was some important information.

Just when he was depressed, another noise came from the front.

Looking up, among the gloomy ghosts, four graceful figures were slowly advancing.

 “Is someone coming out again?”

Luo Chen cheered up, hoping to get some news from this group of people.

 However, the result disappointed him.

Those four pretty figures turned into auras and disappeared as soon as they left the city.

Only a domineering figure was left.

He didn't even glance at the many monks outside, snorted coldly, and disappeared into the sky on the colorful clouds.

 After he left, the depressing atmosphere became active again.

“Is it Senior Hua from Tianxiang Tower?”

 “That’s right, it’s him.”

 “How come you haven’t seen the other female cultivators in Tianxiang Tower?”

 “That’s right, why haven’t I seen any of them?”

“Hiss, won’t they all die inside?”

 The last sentence was mixed in with many discussions and then pushed to the center of the discussion.

Everyone has to admit that the most popular gold-selling cave in Dahefang was probably wiped out except for the foundation-building cultivator.

The four charming and charming figures just now are not real people, but look like a magic weapon or magic weapon.

The only ones who came out were those with the surname Hua.

　It makes people shudder to think of so many beautiful and lovely female cultivators dying in the ghost town.

“Isn’t this senior too…”

 “Be careful what you say!”

“Foundation building and true cultivation are not something we can discuss.”

Even though the discussion volume was muted, the sadness on everyone’s faces could not be concealed.

Especially in the afternoon, after the monks from Shenfu Pavilion, Lingyuanzhai, Lingyao Pavilion and Baicao Hall came out one after another, everyone had to accept that Tianxiang Tower was almost completely annihilated.

Even Lingyuanzhai, who had always treated his own monk harshly, brought out two local casual cultivators.

It can be seen that the person named Hua Jiji of Tianxiang Tower is very cold and indifferent.

There is no reason why other Shangzong shops can protect their own helpers, but the Tianxiang Building of Hehuan Sect cannot do the same.

Not to mention local casual cultivators, there is a female disciple of the Hehuan Sect who came to build the foundation with the surname Hua in Tianxiang Tower, but there is no sign of her.

 In the crowd, Luo Chen respectfully walked to an old man.

 “Hello, Senior Liu!”

“It’s Xiao Luo, I still like you to call me shopkeeper.” Liu Hecai stroked his beard and smiled.

Luo Chen nodded, "Shopkeeper Liu, I would like to ask, Bai..."

“Sorry, she is from Baicao Hall. I was at the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion at that time. And Baicao Hall…”

Following Liu Hecai's regretful gaze, Luo Chen turned his head and looked.

 Beside the monk who built the foundation of Baicao Hall, there was no one alone.

The new foundation was the same as the one of the Tianxianglou, which was also cold, and did not protect any of the Bai Caotang.

He opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

 In my heart, a feeling of emptiness filled my whole body.

"well…"

 “Let’s see you again in the future!”

 Liu Hecai patted Luo Chen on the shoulder, called several disciples from the Yaowang Sect, and left Dahefang in a flying boat.

 After he left, Luo Chen looked at the ghostly city in front of him.

Sadness appears in the eyes.

 When disaster strikes, others cannot be relied upon.

 He understands this principle, as do many people.

 But a friend died in a ghost town, which was difficult for him to accept even if he had been mentally prepared.

Zhou Yuanli didn’t know the relationship between Bai Meiling and Luo Chen and others.

He stepped forward and whispered: "Li Wanchun has agreed to join Luo Tianhui. There are also a few local casual cultivators left in Lingyao Pavilion and Baicao Hall. Do you want to recruit them?"

"It's up to you!"

 Luo Chen waved his hands in disinterest.

 In his mind, he recalled the scene every time he went to Baicaotang.

That chirping, lively and lovely female nun was just gone.

Although sometimes, she would be like other female nuns who work in large sect shops, with inexplicable pride.

 But after getting familiar with it, I still have a good heart.

 Usually when he goes to buy medicinal herbs, he will find some good ones for him.

Last time Qin Liangchen reconnected his severed limb, Bai Meiling tried her best to select the best herbs for each.

For this, she seems to have been punished.

 This matter was something Feng Xia whispered to him later.

Luo Chen has always felt guilty and wanted to take time out to treat Bai Meiling to a good meal to express his gratitude.

 But now, there is no chance.

“Fellow Taoist Li Wanchun, since you are good at casting magical weapons, why don’t you join our Duan family and show off your talents?”

 In my ears, this carefree voice of solicitation came.

 Luo Chen suddenly turned around!

 (End of this chapter)