Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 511 Are you Luo Chen?

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

This silence lasted for a long time.

 Until, a sigh of relief completely broke it.

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

 “How are you, fellow Taoist Haoranzi?”

 “Can the restriction be lifted?”

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

Facing these inquiries, Haoranzi smiled bitterly, "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 of 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 mentioning that person, everyone’s expression changed.

 What it means to have the five great Nascent Soul Masters run away upon seeing it, even if they have not personally set foot in that realm, they can still imagine it.

 There is no weak one among the five Han Zhans.

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 is 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 unafraid!

 But this kind of lineup just ran away desperately when the woman took one little step.

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

 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 did not know the subsequent results of the battle.

But Master 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 striking fighting style should be recorded by the top sect of the human race. But why, I have never heard of the existence of this monster?"

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

 “In recent years? How recently? 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 it exists like this, how can five hundred years be enough?"

“Yes, I, the genius of the human race, have only reached the early stage of Yuanying in five hundred years. The more powerful ones are around the middle stage of Yuanying, but that woman…”

 …

 In the dark dungeon, the sounds of conversation kept coming and going.

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

 During this lively conversation, Luo Chen was slightly silent.

Like others, he tried various means to mobilize the mana in his body, but in the end he got nothing.

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

 The golden elixir, which contains pure mana, 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 mountains, rivers, winds, and clouds are dim and clear, then there is no doubt that this method of restriction is the closest to space restriction.

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

 Seems to be 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 used by monsters in the late Nascent Soul stage.

  If we say that among all his past backgrounds, there are perhaps only two ways to solve this prohibition.

 One is to know all the seven basic prohibitions 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.

 For the former, he has only mastered some of the obscure forbidden rules, 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.

 Because he figured this out, Luo Chen became more and more desperate.

In the face of absolute strength, even if he is proficient in all kinds of magic, it is just 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 totally different!”

“Yes, one day ago, we were still high-ranking Jindan masters, heroes and respected by everyone. One day later, we were reduced to prisoners.”

 Listen to the bitter sighs of many people in the dungeon.

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

He has more things on his mind.

The monks built fairy cities, branched out 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 did not take this war seriously.

 What everyone thinks about is not whether they can win, but how to obtain 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 monks!

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

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

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

"That's not what you 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 with 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."

With this sentence, everyone's eyes turned to the three female nuns 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? A strong person? In the final analysis, he is just a winner and a loser!"

 That’s right, 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.

 Gloomy thoughts and a mood of despair spread.

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.

 We are all in trouble together, and no matter how desperate we are, we can all be relieved.

  Anyway, if we die, we will die together.

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

Of course, this is just sophistry.

 Someone raised 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 wants to die without any reason at the hands of others, unable to resist even the slightest?

 No one answered, everyone had their own guesses.

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

 …

 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.

 Darkness gradually dissipates.

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, how do 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 I don’t understand why she didn’t die and can still freely walk on that person’s territory, now everyone is more concerned about 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.

Due to Haoranzi's departure, everyone's heart 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 followed the sound and looked.

 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 dark room.

Hang!

 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, please tell me quickly?”

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

 But everyone knows that he is not dead yet, and the rich vitality is still exuding 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 time, everyone looked at each other.

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

 “I won’t be the next one!”

This is Wei Wuya, and among everyone present, the person whose realm is 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 is not strong enough, there are 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 Yuan Ying 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. 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 on 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, they couldn't even keep their composure, and there was a trace of panic on their faces.

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

 But if the soul is injured, it will be completely hopeless to advance to Yuanying in the future.

 Obviously, whether it is Haoranzi or Wei Wuya, the current situation is a manifestation of the huge trauma to the soul.

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

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

 But He Qingzi ignored it at all.

She is like the warden of this prison. She doesn't care about anything and faithfully performs the task of interrogation and detention.

 The only good news is 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 these words came out, everyone’s expression changed!

Searching for souls, magic means!

 It will cause huge irreversible damage to the monk’s soul!

 Once the soul is forcibly searched, it is equivalent to showing everything in the past in front of the enemy.

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

 Everything is like an unfolded picture scroll, allowing people 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 them are soul-searched, the already difficult chance of Nascent Soul breakthrough will be even slimmer!

Suddenly, Jin Buque asked aloud: "What will happen if one of my generation is placed under a soul restriction by the elders of the sect, 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 the Supreme Elder of your sect, Shen Yuan Zhenren, imposes a soul ban on you, I’m afraid the consequences will 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.

 Hence, there has always been a tradition of sect's top powerhouses restricting 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 Yuanying stage!

The black crow standing on the shoulder of the woman in green shirt was actually not very high, at least in the early to middle stage of postpartum 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 Buqi is not the only one who has similar concerns.

 The Ye Xiang of the Shenfu Sect and the Feng Yue of the Fenghua Palace have both changed.

 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 interrogation of the late-stage Jindan monks, it was finally the turn of the middle-stage Jindan monks.

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

 But he did not come back alive.

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

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 arranged the restrictions were not that high in realm and soul restrictions. 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, what is a little strange is that the Frost Fairy of the Ice Castle has not come back either.

This exception puzzles 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 like being slaughtered by others.

Especially, looking at the butcher knife, getting closer to me 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 disaster. It's a disaster that cannot 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 ways to repair the soul search legacy."

 He has looked away and behaved very openly.

Luo Chen pursed his lips and suppressed his impetuous mood.

yes!

As long as you survive, you will be fine!

As he waited with steady eyes, 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 we are heading towards the bright outside world.

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

 …

"This is…"

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

 Looking back, he saw only green mountains and tall sycamore trees standing among the mountains.

 A flock of colorful birds, according to the same color as each other, hovering and flying in the mist-shrouded mountain peaks.

 Just like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, a place where ten thousand 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.

 Looking at their varieties, most of them are legendary and rare spiritual birds.

 The extremely rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth flows through it. Just taking a 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 world of mountains and seas, and it has a fifth-level spiritual vein."

 Fifth level spiritual land!

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

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

There is nothing more incredible than this in the world.

Wait a moment!

 Could it be that the woman in green shirt is not a fourth-order monster comparable to the Yuanying monk, but a fifth-order ancient monster that is no different from the transformed 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, the fountain 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 Hall.

As soon as I entered.

 A pair of unfathomable eyes stared at him.

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

 “Are you Luo Chen?”

 (End of this chapter)