Nine Turns Sword God

The flames all over the sky gathered at the alchemy cauldron and were absorbed by a white elixir.

Then, it turned into a circle of faint bloody pill lines.

The elixir was hanging in the air, as if it had intelligence, spinning around, as if it was looking at everything around it.

"Delem pattern?"

"Saint-level first-grade elixir!"

Chen Yuandong exclaimed in shock: "It turns out that the holy elixir really has spiritual intelligence!"

He had only heard about it through rumors.

Saint-level elixirs will absorb the power of auras and flames from heaven and earth, giving birth to spiritual wisdom.

Even the worst first-grade holy-level elixir is twice as powerful as the top-grade ninth-grade elixir!

Saint-level elixirs are divided into nine levels, and are further subdivided into four levels: lower level, intermediate level, upper level, and top level.

At this moment, Chu Shaoyang had an inexplicable connection with this pill.

Stretching out his hand, the elixir happily jumped into his hand and spun around several times.

"This is a first-grade holy elixir!"

Chu Shaoyang was too excited to feel tired at all.

The first-grade low-level Lingyuan Dan is the most common imitation of the Saint-level Holy Yuan Dan.

It is also the only holy-level elixir that can be refined using only ninth-grade elixir.

However, it requires too many materials, and its value is far less than that of Sheng Yuan Dan.

Coupled with the rarity of the elixir, few people knew how to refine it.

Suddenly, there was a rush of heat on the back of my hand.

Chu Shaoyang turned his palm over and saw a white holy pattern condensing on the back of his hand.

Holy pattern!

Alchemy becomes holy!

The appearance of the holy pattern means that he has officially entered the realm of the holy level!

"Two sacred marks!"

Chu Shaoyang was very excited!

Ninth level of the True Martial Realm, condensed with two holy patterns!

Unprecedented and unprecedented!

However, the combat effectiveness improved by the Alchemy Saint Pattern is far less than that of the Body Cultivation Saint Pattern and the Soul Saint Pattern.

Only with the help of the holy marks of alchemy and stimulating the power in the spiritual flames of heaven and earth can one have the ability to fight against others.

Chu Shaoyang was already satisfied with being able to condense the holy patterns.

At this moment, the warriors gathered around the perimeter came forward one after another.

Seeing a pill surrounding Chu Shaoyang, he jumped for joy like a child and was horrified!

"The elixir with intelligence turns out to be like this!"

"Is it the elixir he refined?"

"His bone age seems to be only nineteen years old. How is this possible?"

Bone age is the key to identifying a warrior's age.

After reaching the Divine Vein Realm, a warrior's lifespan will be far longer than that of ordinary people.

But in the True Martial Realm, those old people who are already over a hundred years old can maintain their middle-aged appearance.

Only through bone age identification can one know the true age of a warrior.

"Nineteen-year-old holy alchemist..."

thump!

Chen Yuandong was so frightened that he knelt down!

Only now does he know how terrifying Chu Shaoyang's talent is?

Dare to make a big oath of inner demons and risk his life, not because he is brave, but because he has the strength!

Crush without any suspense!

Chu Shaoyang fell back into the room and looked at Chen Yuandong with a smile: "Are you convinced now?"

Chen Yuandong was devastated: "I'm convinced, I'm convinced!"

"In the way of alchemy, the ninth level is just the beginning. Only when you step into the holy level can you be the real way of alchemy!"

"It's a pity that I am not talented enough and have a shallow vision. I think that I am a master at the ninth level, and I still think highly of myself..."

He laughed like a maniac.

There is excitement, despair, and even more unwillingness.

Then, he directly raised his hand, activated the power of Zhenwu Spiritual Soul, and slapped it hard on the forehead!

Bang!

Directly blast the head and shatter the soul!

The headless corpse collapsed to the ground.

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly and sighed: "If I could wake up earlier, I might be able to advance to the Saint level alchemist."

"That's all, I'll give you a ride."

As he raised his hand, the blood lotus fire burned Chen Yuandong's body.

The ashes left behind were put into a wooden box and buried under a willow tree by the lake.

The red lotus sword was unsheathed, and it thrust out a few swords like lightning, leaving a few big characters on the willow tree - Chen Yuandong's Tomb.

He stood silently in front of the tomb.

The warriors surrounding him did not dare to speak.

It wasn't until Chu Shaoyang turned his head that all the warriors spoke.

"This former... little friend has such a strong alchemy talent!"

"I wonder if my little friend is in need. As long as you say a word, my Zhou family will go through fire and water for your little friend without any hesitation!"

The head of the Zhou family was the first to speak, and everyone else rushed to throw olive branches to Chu Shaoyang.

A nineteen-year-old saint-level alchemist has never appeared before in the thousands of years of Eastern Continent’s history!

With his help, you can surely step into the realm of the Holy King!

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have no intention of joining a certain family."

Chu Shaoyang slightly arched his hands and declined everyone's kindness.

"However, I will hold a banquet at Feixue Pavilion the day after tomorrow."

"If you don't mind it, you can come over and support me."

He took this opportunity to promote the banquet at Feixue Pavilion the day after tomorrow.

After all, if you only rely on Lingshi to talk to Shen Feiyu, you may not be recognized by Feixue Pavilion.

But the identity of a Saint-level alchemist is completely different.

Not to mention that he spent money, even if Feixue Pavilion supported them, they would be happy!

"Definitely!"

All the warriors were not annoyed, they just thought about how to gain Chu Shaoyang's favor at the banquet.

He even tried his best to publicize the banquet for Chu Shaoyang.

Within an hour, the news spread throughout Xueyang City.

…

Outside the city, there is a unique mansion.

Yun Zhong listened to his servant and exclaimed: "What did you say?"

"A saint-level alchemist has emerged from Xueyang City, and he's only nineteen years old?"

The servant nodded solemnly: "It's absolutely true, the city is rumored to be crazy!"

"That alchemist also said that he would hold a banquet in Feixue Pavilion the day after tomorrow, but this is a good opportunity to win over this alchemist!"

Yun Zhong's eyes moved.

At present, Lin Min was killed by Yan Qingyi, and Yan Qingyi's whereabouts were unknown.

The huge Xueyang City, without a leader, is a good opportunity for him to control the entire city!

If he can win over a Saint-level alchemist, the Yunling Empire will surely be the second Qingtian Empire!

Become the master of Dongzhou!

"Take these treasures and go see the alchemist immediately!"

"No matter what method you use, you must get the invitation!"

"Yes!"

The servant hurriedly agreed and left in a hurry.

Yun Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly: "Mr. Chu, you forced me to use that power last time, causing me to recuperate for many days and have no time to collect the fragments."

"This time, I have refined 50% of that power. When I see you again, it will be your death!"

...

Feixue Pavilion

Chu Shaoyang hurried to Feixue Pavilion, his face full of coldness.

At the door, Shen Feiyu was leaning against a stone lion, his body full of wounds.

"Feiyu, take this pill quickly."

Chu Shaoyang immediately gave him a ninth-grade top-level pill.

After Shen Feiyu took it, his injuries instantly improved.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Sorry, I messed up."

"Those people heard that I wanted to book Feixue Pavilion, and they didn't care how many spirit stones I had, they just thought I was making trouble."

"In terms of alchemy, they are far inferior to me, but in terms of realm, I am not as strong as you."

Chu Shaoyang's eyes were cold!

It turned out that after he sent those warriors away, he immediately received a voice transmission.

Shen Feiyu failed to book Feixue Pavilion, but was ridiculed and beaten by the manager!

"I'll take this breath for you!"

Chu Shaoyang stood up directly and shouted: "Where is the manager of Feixue Pavilion?"

Soon, a middle-aged man with a big belly walked out of Feixue Pavilion.

"Where did you come from, little bastard, to dare to talk to me like that?"