The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Inside the cave, Zhan Nianchuan carefully felt the changes in his body.

The biggest change is the skin, which has become tougher and seems to be more shiny. Zhan Nianchuan tried it with the long sword. Without injecting mana, not even a trace was left on the skin.

The best effect is on the skin, but the blood, flesh, muscles, bones, meridians, and internal organs are all slightly strengthened.

"It seems that the Nine Transformation Golden Body Technique is indeed effective in strengthening the physical body, but there are too many levels and it is difficult to advance. Just skin refining alone can be divided into initial, small, medium, large, and perfect, which is a total of six stages. , only the first three turns here are so difficult. If you refine all nine turns, you will probably have to become a saint directly and become immortal. "

"However, the strong physical body can indeed isolate the invasion of erysipelas. While forging the physical body, it can effectively temper the impurities and erysipelas out of the body. Combined with the tempered body of monster essence and blood to dissolve the erysipelas, almost all erysipelas can be prevented from entering the body. Even if you eat the elixir as food, there will be no problem."

"Looks like I'm going to continue to torture myself." Zhan Nianchuan immediately ran to the mine.

More than an hour later, the mine cave.

After using the formation to cover the area, Zhan Nianchuan sighed softly as he stared at the huge ore:

"I never thought that one day I would be interested in a big stone."

Shaking his head, Zhan Nianchuan plucked up the courage and punched him hard.

There was a loud bang, the huge rock shook slightly, and debris flew like rain.

Not long after, his skin and flesh were torn open again. Looking at his miserable state, Zhan Nianchuan felt that it was still not enough. He roared loudly, used all his strength, and punched the huge rock with a punch.

Blood splattered.

...

An hour later.

Zhan Nianchuan was lying on his back under the huge rock, his scales broken again, his body surface bloody and fleshy, and there was no good piece of meat on his body.

He gritted his teeth and got up desperately, struggling and howling as he took the healing pills, and then spread the spirit quenching liquid all over his body.

"It hurts like hell. Being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts probably doesn't hurt that much. Ouch..." Zhan Nianchuan bared his teeth.

Not daring to delay, Zhan Nianchuan activated the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique with all his strength, absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth, combining it with the power of medicine, and began to refine the skin.

Ten hours later, the starving ghost Zhan Nianchuan reappeared.

Fortunately, this time there was a large amount of red flame beast flesh and blood that had been cooked in advance. Zhan Nianchuan buried his head directly in the meat and started to tear it up.

...

After filling his stomach, Zhan Nianchuan's expression changed, and he felt that the restriction he had left in the cave had been triggered. It should be Wang Yan who had arrived.

When a friend came to visit, Zhan Nianchuan ran all the way and returned to the cave in only half an hour.

"Sister Wang, please wait. I was refining my body in the mine just now." Zhan Nianchuan greeted from a distance.

"Physical training? If you don't have the qualifications to practice quickly, why are you busy training? I really don't understand." Wang Yan muttered in her heart, but she still smiled in a friendly manner and didn't know what to say.

Inviting Wang Yan into the cave, Zhan Nianchuan brought two chairs and sat down face to face.

Zhan Nianchuan sensitively noticed that Wang Yan looked worried. He knew that something must be wrong, so he waited quietly for her to speak.

"I am here mainly to tell you one thing. After the Five Sects Auction, I will go to Jinghaicheng to participate in the war between the human and demon clans for one year." Wang Yan said in a very serious tone.

Zhan Nianchuan's heart was just as heavy. He had finally found such a strong backer in the sect, and then he left like this. Moreover, his life and death were unpredictable. It was really unlucky.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still managed a smile on his face, "Senior sister will definitely kill all the sea monsters and beasts and return smoothly!"

Wang Yan smiled bitterly, "Junior Brother Zhan, you and I are so close that there is no need to say this. In this battle between two races, there is no difference between a Foundation Establishment monk and cannon fodder."

After finishing speaking, he sighed, stood up and looked at the weeds in the spiritual field in the yard, and continued: "My only hope now is to buy a low-grade Xuan-level long sword with fire attributes before going to Jinghai City. The chance of survival can be increased by at least 20%.”

Zhan Nianchuan was silent, unable to tell what he was thinking.

"Also, you'd better show off your strength during the competition. This Six Peaks Confrontation Conference will be very fierce, and the rewards will be very high. There may even be Foundation Establishment Pills." Wang Yan knew that Zhan Nianchuan had hidden secrets. It was revealed that no one in the sect except himself and Liu Yandan knew his true strength, so he informed him of the grouping situation and Tong Dachuan's dilemma.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, senior sister."

Wang Yan's words reminded Zhan Nianchuan that Tong Dachuan is still the leader in the sect. If he is really the one who saves him, and shows a little bit of his strength to win for Lindan Peak, I believe he will definitely protect him. Of course, I am definitely not as convenient and direct as Wang Yan.

The two exchanged some more cultivation experiences, and Wang Yan said goodbye and left.

Looking at Wang Yan disappearing into the horizon, Zhan Nianchuan felt huge pressure. Even the foundation-building monks could not control their own destiny and had to go into danger, let alone a small third-level Qi Condensation disciple like himself. , only by continuing to practice hard and strive for more resources can we survive in this troubled world and have the opportunity to control our own destiny.

Withdrawing his gaze, Zhan Nianchuan took out a middle-grade Qi Gathering Pill again, sat down cross-legged and began to refine the medicine.

...

Three days later, in the early morning, the mist had not yet dissipated.

Zhan Nianchuan, who was practicing with his eyes closed in the cave, opened his eyes and looked at the sect token that was shaking around him.

"It finally started. I hope he is the benefactor." Zhan Nianchuan murmured to himself.

The sect token showed that the Lindan Peak competition was about to begin. All disciples, except those who were away from the sect, had to rush to the Lindan Peak competition arena within half a day.

Zhan Nianchuan packed up a little, walked out of the cave and ran towards Lindan Peak.

Lindan Peak was high and steep, surrounded by white mist, and was the first to receive sunlight in the southeast, hence the name Lindan Peak. It was once the strongest among the six peaks, but when it came to Tong Dachuan, the peak master, because his partner died tragically and he was seriously injured, he spent a lot of resources to recover from his injuries for decades, and he was depressed and ignored the affairs of the peak for a while, resulting in the current strength being the bottom among the six peaks. It can be said that everyone sees and bullies, and the disciples of Lindan Peak can't raise their heads outside.

Standing at the bottom of Lindan Peak, Zhan Nianchuan looked up and naturally remembered Wang Yan's introduction to Lindan Peak and Tong Dachuan, and also remembered the scene when Bai Tianchi drove a flying boat to ridicule Lindan Peak when he entered Xuantian Sect.

"It seems that Lindan Peak has indeed declined." Zhan Nianchuan muttered to himself.

It was still early, and Zhan Nianchuan walked slowly up the path where he used to carry water. The scenery remained the same, but his strength was much stronger than when he was doing chores. Thinking of the past when he carried water and hid water to practice secretly, a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.