Nine Turns Sword God

Li Xueling actually activated her power directly, and a ten-meter-tall true martial soul rose out of thin air!

The force was like a mountain, crushing Chu Shaoyang hard!

A cold look flashed in Chu Shaoyang's eyes.

A person at the tenth level of the True Martial Realm dares to do something wrong?

"How dare you!"

Before Chu Shaoyang could activate his power, the old woman suddenly snorted coldly.

The sound contained an extremely terrifying power!

It directly shook away Li Xueling's true martial soul!

"What?"

Li Xueling turned pale in horror.

A heartbreaking pain hit him, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper.

All the warriors were stunned.

"What just happened?"

"It seems that when the old woman spoke, there was an extremely terrifying aura that disappeared in an instant!"

"Could it be that she is a powerful person who has been hiding in the world for many years?"

The warriors looked at the old woman with no trace of contempt.

Chu Shaoyang frowned even more tightly, feeling shocked.

The aura just now was fleeting, but it did not escape his perception.

That is...the power of the Holy King!

She is actually a genuine Saint King Realm powerhouse!

The old woman said coldly: "This kid is my friend."

"If you dare to touch him, I will kill you!"

Feeling the old woman's cold murderous intent, Li Xueling shivered with fear.

After apologizing profusely, he stood up in a hurry, turned around and ran away.

"Crazy woman, and that little beast, just wait for me!"

Li Xueling gritted her teeth and said, "If it weren't for the fact that my eldest brother had something to do outside, would I need to run away?"

"When I find my brother, you will all die!"

After she left, the warriors who were watching were dismissed by the old woman.

The old woman raised her eyebrows: "I heard you just said that you are an alchemist?"

Chu Shaoyang nodded.

The old woman's face was filled with joy: "The old Sun Qiongying has been hiding in the world for many years. However, when my disciple was practicing Kung Fu, he went crazy and the blood flame gas entered his body. He needs a treasure with the power of moonlight to refine it into a ninth-grade high-grade elixir. get well."

"And the ninth-grade elixir with the power of the moon is inherently rare. I finally found a laurel branch, and I hope my little friend can make it happen."

In Chu Shaoyang's mind, the records in the Spirit King's Alchemy Sutra appeared.

"I see."

He suddenly smiled: "The blood flame energy was born from the spiritual flames of heaven and earth, and is extremely strong."

"However, it only takes a small piece of laurel branch and three extremely cold things to refine it into Bingxin Pill and eradicate it completely."

Sun Qiongying was stunned for a moment.

"Bingxin Dan?"

"But the long-lost ninth-grade top elixir?"

Chu Shaoyang nodded: "Exactly."

Sun Qiongying took a breath of air: "Listening to what you said, is there any way to refine the Bingxin Pill?"

Chu Shaoyang nodded again: "I have the alchemy recipe, but I am only an eighth-level alchemist now."

"How about this, give me a month, and senior will go look for the other three extremely cold things first."

"One month is enough for me to advance to the level of a ninth-grade alchemist."

Sun Qiongying's expression was gloomy and uncertain.

A month?

Promoted from the eighth level to the ninth level alchemist?

What a loud tone!

However, now that the laurel branch is in Chu Shaoyang's hand, it is not easy for her to snatch it away.

"That's all, I'll wait for you for a month."

"Take this ring."

Sun Qiongying gave him a ring: "There are twenty ninth-grade elixirs in it."

"In one month, I will send you a message via telegraph."

Judging from her tone, it was obvious that she didn't have much hope.

Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment.

Twenty ninth-grade elixirs, just give them away?

What a fortune!

However, he smiled confidently: "See you in a month."

After receiving the transmission note, leave Zhenxing Pavilion.

He just informed Ye Qingfu and others, then left a formation behind and left the city alone.

The realm of the ninth-level alchemist is the last level below the saint level.

Ordinary people only know that after reaching the ninth level of alchemy master, you can reach the realm of saint level.

Understand the way of the holy elixir and constantly seek breakthroughs.

But Chu Shaoyang was different.

The Spirit King Alchemy Sutra records a unique method of promotion.

It is necessary to find a place where the power of Yang Fire is at its peak when advancing to the realm of ninth-level alchemist.

Heaven and earth are the furnace, the body is the cauldron, and the elixir is made with the blood!

Only in this way can one understand the uniqueness of holy-level elixirs in advance and step into the realm of a ninth-level alchemist.

This method is several times more difficult than directly advancing to level nine alchemy master.

But after promotion, it will be easier than ordinary alchemists to step into the realm of saint level.

After Chu Shaoyang left the city, he headed north. After a day and night, he finally reached the top of a volcano.

At the top of the mountain, more than a dozen alchemists were sitting cross-legged.

They are all using the power of Yang Fire to refine elixirs.

Volcanoes are mostly treasure places that breed the spiritual flames of heaven and earth.

The power of Yang Fire contained in it can greatly speed up the speed of elixir refining and increase the probability of becoming an elixir.

However, there was an extremely sloppy and drunken old man hanging around several alchemists.

"Little guy, the old man has a treasure map in his hand."

"It is said that this is the place where a divine alchemy cauldron is buried. There is a book of alchemy sealed in the cauldron, but it was left behind by a saint-level alchemist!"

He held a scroll in his hand.

The scroll is broken and the patterns on it have long been blurred.

"Old guy, get out of here!"

The alchemist in white was annoyed by his interruption and kicked the old man to the ground.

He said viciously: "If you dare to disturb my alchemy again, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

The old man fell badly, but he didn't care. He patted his butt and continued to find others to sell the treasure map.

Several alchemists were annoyed by him, and they scolded him verbally or beat him up, but they didn't kill him.

Chu Shaoyang became more and more confused, so he asked the white-robed alchemist.

"Brother, who is that old man?"

The white-robed alchemist glanced at Chu Shaoyang, thinking he was just passing by, and said casually: "He is just an alchemist who has gone astray."

"I heard that he once touched the Saint level, but unfortunately he was not talented enough, and instead ruined the alchemy skills of more than 200 years, and was expelled from the Alchemist Association."

"Considering that he is a senior, he also taught us how to make pills when he was sober, it's good enough to drive him away."

Chu Shaoyang was secretly shocked and turned to look at the sloppy old man.

This man looked dirty and drunk, like a beggar.

He turned out to be a master who touched the Saint level?

Out of curiosity, Chu Shaoyang walked up to the old man and gave him a healing pill.

The sloppy old man smiled and swallowed the pill without hesitation.

The medicinal power spread, and his injuries healed quickly.

The sloppy old man winked and said to himself: "This pill, whether it is refined, condensed, or quenched, is top-notch."

"But your cauldron is not very good, it is just a low-grade spiritual weapon and cannot seal the medicinal power."

Chu Shaoyang's face suddenly changed: "How do you know that my cauldron is of low grade?"

The sloppy old man said as a matter of course: "I, the old man, have made more pills than you have eaten!"

"You are not even nineteen yet, and you can refine an eighth-grade top-grade pill. You must have been guided by a master."

"Why didn't that person leave you a better cauldron?"

He dug out a storage ring from his inner ankle and handed it to Chu Shaoyang.

"Just consider it as a reward for your pills."