Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 229 One pot end, the power of divine iron (for subscription)

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Dragon and Tiger Pill requires alchemy masters to collect the yin and yang energy of the world, gather the dragon and tiger, and then use the two rare herbs of dragon blood tree and tiger treasure as the main materials, together with more than dozens of auxiliary medicines, to refine seventy-seven forty-nine Geniuses are expected to produce pills, but often they are just empty baskets.

A dragon and tiger pill can help martial arts practitioners gather together dragons and tigers, combine the [-] routes of internal energy from the twelve orthodox meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, so as to break the shackles in one fell swoop, and condense the dragon and tiger golden pill.

The Concentration Pill is even more difficult to obtain. It needs to use the Aescin Concentration Herb as the main medicine. This medicinal material is very rare, not to mention more precious than the panacea, but it is almost the same. It is enough to help those who practice martial arts to step into the second-rate dragon and tiger realm, conceive and give birth to spiritual power, and thus set foot in the spiritual realm.

More than twenty Dragon and Tiger Pills, nine Concentration Pills, and nearly a hundred Pills of Opening Heaven, in Su Qinian's opinion, they are probably more precious than the huge gold and silver he just put away, and even if he has two pieces of silver, he may not be able to buy them .

At this time, Su Qinian's spirit body pierced through the Hunyuan air bag, and the middle-aged murmurs naturally came to his ears.

It seems that he has all the treasures of some old immortal in one pot, but he just takes it without asking, but he has no shame at all. He feels at ease about an unknown strong man who covets his god body.

It is simply that these old immortals who are close to their lifespan have restraints from each other, and they cherish their lives. No matter how many people under their command die, it is better than them fighting with their lives. Then there is no room for change, and no one is sure to survive under the siege of others Coming down, because of their madness, they became more cautious towards the end.

"Well, this is..."

At the end of Su Qinian's eyes, it was a small white jade bottle with the words Hunyuan Yiqi Pill written on it.

Hunyuan Yiqi Pill!

Like Su Qinian, he couldn't help feeling shocked. Although he didn't know alchemy, he had read many books in the scripture building of the Wudang Outer Court. He had glimpsed this Hunyuan Yiqi Pill, and it was clearly the infinity that helped second-rate people to hit the first-rate realm. Go to Baodan.

If only this Hunyuan Yiqi Pill is placed in the Jianghu martial arts world, many first-class sects and families will fight for it, and the top sects will also be tempted. Maybe the Zhenguo Dazong will not go to war because of this, but there is definitely no shortage of talented people in the sect. A tempter, a first-rate Hunyuan Realm master, looking at the entire Han Dynasty, after eliminating ten township sects and [-] top sects and aristocratic families, he is enough to run wild in the martial arts world without any restrictions.

Su Qinian's eyes were a bit strange, he already believed that this Hunyuan's pouch should be all the belongings of that old immortal except for the weapon, and he accepted it more and more happily.

The only pity is that with the Concentration Pill, there is no Aescin Concentration Grass and Immortal Sun Root that he wanted.

Soon, Su Qinian shook his head again, feeling a little greedy himself.

In the wilderness, the middle-aged man's speed was very fast, and Su Qinian soon showed surprise. The direction this person was heading was actually at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

What a deep palace and scheming!

Even if they were hostile to each other, Su Qinian couldn't help admiring that old monster who had never been masked. He dared to go to the foot of Wudang Mountain to find darkness under the lamp. Randomly peeping in front of the Dazong mountain gate of Zhenguo is very likely to attract unbearable malice.

Time passed quickly for half a day, and during this half day, Su Qinian also gradually sensed that the internal cultivation of this middle-aged servant was actually a first-time entry into the second-rate and high-level realm. Yuan Yiqi bag, he is also incapable of fighting.

A few miles away from the foot of Wudang Mountain.

There is a village named Nianwu. The village is full of hunters, descendants of Taoists who are handymen on Wudang Mountain. Because they failed to practice martial arts and did not want to stay on the mountain, some people went down the mountain. After marrying wives and having children, they went to Living together at the foot of the mountain, with the passage of time, the number of handyman Taoists descending the mountain gradually increased, and the originally small settlement gradually turned into a small village.

The name of the village, Nianwu, probably also contains a kind of regret, but most of the villagers in Nianwu Village are strong and strong. Even if some handyman Taoists failed to build a foundation, the foundation was laid down, and many descendants also showed a lot of talent and understanding Not bad, once again worshiped under the Wudang sect, and then succeeded in building a foundation, worshiping a peak and a line.

So far, Wudang Outer Academy has many disciples from each generation, such as Fatty Qingye, who also went out from here back then.

Su Qinian watched the middle-aged servant walk into Nianwu Village, pushed open the wooden gate of the fence, walked into a small farm yard, and then entered the house, his pupils shrank slightly. For the elderly couple who had already lost their breath, and the body still had the last trace of warmth.

In Hunyuan's bag of air, Su Qinian withdrew his eyes and stared at the Ruyi Juntie in his hand, as if sensing his intentions, the little finger-sized iron trembled slightly, bright yellow, and his aura became a little fierce.

Slowly pulling out the red gold long knife behind his back, Su Qinian's eyes caressed the red gold crystal clear knife, and then put away the hand carrying Ruyi Juntie, holding the knife with both hands.

The little finger-sized Ruyi Juntie did not land on the ground, but quietly suspended in the air. Su Qinian took a deep breath, and slashed slowly without hesitation.

He drew the knife very slowly, so slow that he could see every trace of it clearly. He had no mercy, but his gaze was so hot that it seemed to condense all the life.

This is the sixth cut of Sui's life.

There was never a moment when Su Qinian had such a deep understanding of this saber, as if something was about to come out in his mind, the aura of the saber became more and more intense, hotter and brighter than the sun.

clang!

This knife slashed on the Ruyi Jun iron, and the sound of the impact seemed to open up the sky and the earth. The void in the entire Hunyuan air bag trembled, and the gray mist in all directions surged rapidly.

In the room, the middle-aged servant who had just sat down cross-legged, took a low-grade vitality pill, and was about to meditate to recover the lost true energy frowned suddenly, and looked down at the Hunyuan air bag on his waist. It moved, and it swelled in an instant, bulging like a ball.

In an instant, an unprecedented crisis emerged from the depths of his heart.

The next moment, without waiting for the slightest reaction from him, the bulging Hunyuan air bag exploded suddenly, a little bright yellow like electricity.

What kind of aura was this? He felt an incomparably fiery true meaning of the saber technique. In an instant, he only had time to hold the traceless sword that was temporarily bestowed by the old master on his waist across his chest.

puff!

There was a soft sound, a little blood splashed, and the front and back were translucent.

There was the sound of the sword screaming, and the eyes of the middle-aged servant were dull. He tried to use his last gaze to look at his chest, and the traceless sword was only half left.

Looking up again, in front of him, the figure of a young man changed from virtual to real, holding a red gold long knife, as if he didn't even bother to look at him, a ray of light flickered, and his eyes were shrouded in endless darkness.

At this moment, tens of miles away, on the edge of the Moyun Mountains, an old man with white beard and hair, his aura overflowing, seemed to be able to crush a vacuum, his gaze was like a sword, staring at the void in front of him, in the vast and unpredictable void, sometimes there was a sword cry Clang, sometimes there is the whistle of a knife, and sometimes there is the sound of palm wind and fist.

Suddenly, the old man's face changed suddenly, and he coughed up a stream of reverse blood when he opened his mouth. He was bearded and haired, and he became crazy in an instant, roaring: "Damn! Damn! Who broke my Hunyuan air bag! I want to kill you I will kill you! This old man will treasure it all his life!"

With a sudden change, in the void, the originally intertwined qi fell silent, and there was a faint sneer, which quickly disappeared.

call!

Then, the old man disappeared in place with a flash, and reappeared only a hundred feet away. His speed was extremely fast, and he reached the foot of Wudang Mountain in less than a stick of incense.

No matter how crazy he was, he didn't dare to unleash his mental power unscrupulously after reaching the foot of Wudang Mountain. The Zhenwu Seven-section Sword Formation of Wudang Town School is very sensitive to the aura above the first-class Primordial Realm. Once detected, it will be locked automatically, and it can only be released if Tianzhu Peak releases a hand letter.

The old man's forced and self-repressed churning mood was forged by the blood of countless first-class figures who peeped and coveted him, and even the masters of the demon clan above the demon master.

Nianwu Village.

With a flash of his figure, the old man escaped the eyes and ears of countless people, and entered the previously agreed courtyard. The moment he entered the room, the old man saw a familiar, unrepentant head placed on the bed, and The remaining headless ones knelt down to the corpses in front of the beds.

The most important thing is that on the face of the head, there is a word engraved on the left and right sides, bloody, the blade is sharp, and the murderous intent is awe-inspiring.

"Wait to die!"

The old man almost gritted his teeth and read it. Looking at the fragments of the Hunyuan air bag all over the floor, he was so distressed that he almost went crazy. Not to mention the preciousness of the Hunyuan air bag, he had an adventure in his early years, and by chance, he got a piece of Hunyuan, a psychic beast. Beast skin, this kind of psychic beast that fits with the void, even the top person who proves Dao Yuanshen, it is difficult to chase its traces.

Then he asked a well-connected top soul figure who has already been incarnated to refine this Hunyuan Qi bag for him. He paid a huge price, and there are many treasures in that bag, gold and silver. He valued it, but he worked hard all his life and spent almost a hundred years to refine and save many pills. He was taken away like this. He hated him madly. body out.

"Zhuzi! I will take your life!"

In the end, the old man roared like an ordinary person, his beard and hair danced, turned around and rushed out of the house, and after a few blinks, he left the village and rushed into the wilderness.

At this time, at the foot of Wudang Mountain, in front of the Jiejian Stone.

Su Qinian stood with his sword in his hand. He looked into the distance with solemn and serious eyes. Although he didn't get any chance or good luck when he went down the mountain, the knowledge and experience along the way were incomparably precious for him in his future practice. At the same time, he also understands that since he has assumed the honor of the tenth level of the top foundation building skill, he must bear the many catastrophes caused by it, no matter whether it is a catastrophe or a catastrophe.

He yearns for strength more and more. In many cases, these catastrophes are not only aimed at him, but also affect everyone around him. Only by strengthening himself as soon as possible can he deal with various variables and not be swayed arbitrarily. (Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a subscription, everyone come to support the genuine subscription.)

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