Longevity begins with alchemy master

Inside the Transmission Pavilion.

Calm conversations could be heard from time to time.

"You got into a lot of trouble out there?"

"Why would Brother Wang say that? What do you think of my current strength?"

"You are unfathomable and as vast as the ocean. At least I am no match for you."

"Haha, right? With my current strength, what kind of enemy can be considered a big problem?"

"But the urgency you showed and the almost risky way you tried to improve your strength are almost exactly the same as the preparations you made before attacking the Flame Alliance."

"Flame Alliance? Such an ancient name!"

In front of the desk, Luo Chen murmured something and stopped drawing the talisman with his right hand.

The jade slip contained a fourth-level body-refining technique called "The Body-Refining Technique of a Hundred Poisons". However, unlike the technique that required the assistance of poison, this body-refining technique was simplified by Luo Chen and only required the corresponding toxins to practice.

What he is doing now is to leave behind all the high-level skills he has acquired in recent years before leaving.

"The Body Refining Technique of a Hundred Poisons" is just one of them. Similar techniques such as "Three Heads and Six Arms", "Moonlight Purifying Heart Mantra", and some miraculous skills obtained from southern Xinjiang were all recorded.

Not only that, Luo Chen also recorded a copy of his experience in practicing the "Soul-Splitting Technique" in recent years.

These things will be kept in the library for future Luotian Sect monks to exchange for cultivation.

He picked up the recorded physical training method, stood up and walked to a nearby bookshelf, placing it in an empty space.

Wang Yuan, who was standing beside him, followed him and said, "Yes, at that time, the Yan League was one of the seven Yuding sects, a real Jindan sect. Our Luotian Society was not even a first-rate force, and there was not even a single Jindan cultivator. Under such circumstances, you actually had the crazy idea to deal with them, and even used alliances and personal strength to eventually destroy the Yan League, which had been passed down for 400 years, in a life-and-death battle."

Luo Chen put down the jade slip and picked up a yellowed and incomplete jade slip on the bookshelf next to it.

He swept his spiritual sense across, and five large characters were imprinted in his mind - "Returning Vitality from the Underworld Sea".

This is a high-level martial art of the Mingyuan Sect. No one knows how high its level is because it had already been destroyed when the Luotian Sect cultivators searched it out from the ruins, and only this part remains.

It's barely around level three or four.

Doing two things at once, Luo Chen smiled and said, "During that battle, it was you, Brother Wang, and Chu Kui who protected me, right?"

Wang Yuan nodded, "Yes, it is precisely because I have seen you when you were crazy that I know that under your seemingly calm mood now, you may be even crazier than before!"

Luo Chen paused his movements, and there was a puzzled look in his eyes.

At that time, there was a gap of two levels between the Yan League and the Luo Tian Society, which was the difference between a major Jindan sect and a second-rate force.

The Tianyuan Dao Sect that he is facing now seems to be only one step away from the Luotian Sect, but the gap is as huge as heaven and earth.

So this time, can his madness continue?
"Who is the enemy?" Wang Yuan stood opposite Luo Chen and asked with a frown, "Is it the Million Mountains, the ancient sect, or the Holy Land of Transformation?"

When he said the last part, he even felt like he was gritting his teeth.

Luo Chen smiled and put "Returning to Vitality from the Underworld Sea" on the bookshelf.

This is an ingenious high-level martial art, extremely magical, and it is said to be able to borrow the energy of heaven and earth!
But the threshold for entry is very high, and the cultivator needs to destroy his foundation before he can practice. The stronger the foundation, the stronger the energy of heaven and earth that can be borrowed after the reconstruction, and there is also a secret technique that can transform the borrowed power into one's own magic power.

It’s a pity that the latter part is missing.

This technique is amazing, but Luo Chen doesn't care.

Who would be willing to throw away all their hard work to practice a technique that requires borrowing power?

Just like how Luo Chen has come till now, he will never give up when it comes to the path of transformation into a spirit.

Luo Chen looked serious, stared at Wang Yuan and said, "Brother Wang, do you want to help me?"

Wang Yuan asked back: "Do you despise my low strength?"

Luo Chen shook his head. How could he dislike these things? It was always good to do more.

But considering that it would be difficult for Luotian Sect to survive, they had never planned to let them participate.

At this moment, Wang Yuan questioned him hard, and he no longer concealed the truth.

"It's Tianyuan Dao Sect!"

Wang Yuan's pupils shrank and he lost his voice instantly.

Luo Chen walked between the bookshelves, looking at the dazzling array of skills and secret techniques, as well as various inheritances accumulated by the Luo Tian Sect over three hundred years, and sighed quietly.

"Don't worry, if things go well, there may not be a fight. After all, the Tianyuan Dao Sect is also facing a lot of internal and external troubles, so they may not be concerned about a small pawn like me."

Wang Yuan behind him said in a loud voice: "If that day really comes, count me in!"

Luo Chen looked back and the sunlight shone through the window onto Wang Yuan, making him look even taller.

Brother Wang is still Brother Wang. It seems like he hasn’t changed much over the years.

Luo Chen smiled and walked out of the library.

As he passed by the gate, a Taoist priest in gray clothes, sweeping the floor, bowed his head and saluted him.

"Sir, please walk slowly."

"Ah."

Luo Chen responded and jumped up. When he reached a high place, he glanced down again.

The Taoist priest in gray had no magical power at all. He was just an ordinary mortal. How could he sweep the most important library of Luotian Sect?
I don't know how Wang Yuan, the elder who teaches the skills, arranges it?
Luo Chen muttered something, then returned to Luotian Palace.

In view of the fact that Danshan was destroyed by natural disasters, he temporarily lived in Luotian Palace.

Before leaving, he needed to refine a batch of magical instruments that could allow him to travel through the abyss of the underworld. It just so happened that the monks from Luotian Sect could deliver the relevant materials to the hall.

During this process, Luo Chen did not ask anyone for help, but relied entirely on himself.

Even though the formation was blocking it, the thick water vapor would still spread out from time to time.

In the Luotian Palace, streams of dark water gushed out from the high-hanging spring, and were then refined by Luo Chen into small black boats.

Luo Chen even had a hard time coming up with a name for this batch of magical instruments, so he simply used the name "Duyou Ship" from the one Luo Tianzong had obtained before.

Anyway, the effects are similar, and the one he refined is far better than the Ferry, and it saves more mana.

With these ferry boats, the monks of Luotian Sect will be able to enter and exit the Netherworld abyss freely in the future.

After Bai Meiling swept away the low-level ghost cultivators around, monk Luo Tian no longer had to worry about being disturbed by ghost cultivators.

Haoranzi stayed in the abandoned city of Shangyou and established a base for the Luotian Sect to protect its external interests, so that the sect would not be completely in the dark about the outside world.

As long as it is managed well in the future, after hundreds of years, Luotian Sect will digest the legacy of Mingyuan Sect and will surely prosper.

Luo Chen no longer had any concerns.

His eyes now fell on the spring.

"I originally wanted to use the water lotus seed that I left behind to refine a clone, sneak into the Tianyuan Dao Sect and take back the missing soul. But the water lotus seed is not strong enough, and the clone's strength cannot be improved in a short period of time, so it will not be taken seriously by the Dao Sect. If I refine this spring into the clone, will I be able to create a clone with talent comparable to that of a demon?"

Luo Chen muttered to himself, his eyes brightening up because of his sudden inspiration.

The plan to take back the soul is actually not perfect. Luo Chen only has a vague idea.

According to the information Youquan gave him, Zhongzhou was divided into five parts and turned into five continents, and the Tiandi Peak that was interrupted by Qixia Yuanjun occupied one continent.

The Tianyuan Taoist Sect occupied four continents.

Back then, the top Great Wilderness Soul-Sorrowing Wilderness pushed the Yellow Spring Sea all the way westward, crashing the Western Continent in the process, and all living creatures were swept into the Yellow Spring Sea, with no one surviving. Therefore, now only the three continents of the East, South, and North are inhabited by the cultivators of the Tianyuan Dao Sect.

The Lanke Mountains, the gate of the Dao Sect, are located on the East Continent. It is conceivable that the Dao Sect's great incarnation will also practice in the East Continent after his return.

All Luo Chen had to do was to avoid the Eastern Continent, enter the Dao Sect branches on the other two continents with his incarnation, and then practice to the Nascent Soul stage at an extremely fast speed.

At that time, Tianyuan Dao Sect will certainly follow tradition to collect his soul.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he can rely on the connection from his soul to find the missing part, and then escape from Tianyuan Dao Sect.

During the whole process, it is not necessarily a direct confrontation with the powerful Dao Zong.

But if things don't go well...

"Then we have to fight and take back my soul by force!"

Luo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing with an extremely dangerous look.

He knew where he was missing his soul!

Back then, Mo Shouzhuo took advantage of the moment when he entered the Mirage Dragon Cave Heaven to take his soul, and the method he used was "Phantom Chess".

And that phantom chess piece is clearly a derivative of the Lingbao Lanke chessboard.

Considering the power of the Lan Ke chessboard to protect the soul, absorb spiritual energy, and suppress a continent, it must also be a treasure that can absorb souls.

According to the intelligence from Cangwu Mountain, Zhongzhou collapsed in that great battle, spiritual inspirations were scattered everywhere, and the Lan Ke chessboard also suffered a backlash.

In this case, he took back the Lan Ke chessboard through war, which was also a way to get his soul back.

But he was not willing to do that until the critical moment.

Because once that happens, it is obvious that they are going to attack Tianyuan Dao Zong. The Dao Zong masters are no fools. They will either destroy the Lan Ke chessboard or try to find his soul and crush it directly. Luo Chen will most likely get nothing.

So, it’s better to do everything quietly!
……

half a month later.

At the entrance of Dansheng Blessed Land, there were crowds of people and the atmosphere was serious.

Luo Chen glanced at everyone one by one.

The calm and steady Wang Yuan, the twinkling-eyed Ling Fengzi, the healthy-looking Yu Jiaolong, the respectful and worshipful Li Yingzhang...

Luo Chen didn't say anything, but called Sima Hui's three daughters over in front of everyone.

"I'm leaving now, why isn't Lingxi coming?"

Sima Hui Niang was originally worried, but when she heard Luo Chen's question, she hurriedly explained, "Lingxi has already started retreating to prepare for the foundation-building stage. He also wants to improve his realm so that he can come to help you sooner!"

Luo Chen was a little dazed. Was his son also about to build his foundation?

He should be able to succeed. He has good spiritual talent, a famous teacher to guide him, and the Luotian Sect has opened up its resources to him.

Even a pig should be able to successfully build a foundation!
If he failed, Luo Chen wouldn't care about anything and would just think that all his previous hard work was in vain.

Luo Chen's gaze fell on Gu Caiyi and he rubbed her soft hair with pity.

"I know you've always been strong-willed, but you should take your time with your training. Don't be so anxious."

The fluctuation of Gu Caiyi's magical power was very obvious at this moment, which was a sign of the eighth level of golden elixir.

How long has she been in the late Jindan stage?

It's been less than thirty years in total, and he has suddenly reached the eighth level of Golden Elixir. It's really scary.

Gu Caiyi wanted to explain something, but her eyes were attracted by a box that Luo Chen took out.

"This is a baby-forming pill I specially left for you, but I put a seal on it. It will take at least a hundred years to open. During this time, you have to sort out your magic power and adjust the state of your three treasures, spirit, energy and soul."

"Husband..." Gu Caiyi choked up. Only then did she realize that Luo Chen had never ignored her. He even prepared a baby-forming pill just for her that Sima Hui Niang didn't have.

Luo Chen smiled and his eyes met Fairy Canglong.

Although the other party was still worried, he forced a smile on his face.

"Don't worry about going out. I will help you take care of the things at home."

Fairy Canglong looked calm and graceful when she said this.

Sima Hui Niang looked a little strange, as if she had thought of something, but the words she said were: "My son and I will wait for you to come back."

Luo Chen waved his hand and floated out of Dan Sheng’s blessed land.

Behind him, there were a group of Luotianmen people with different expressions.

In front of him was Bai Meiling, who had been summoned and hurried back on the black tortoise.

"Master, are you leaving again?"

"Yes." Luo Chen nodded, then stretched out his hand, "Show me your achievements in the past twenty years."

Yes, twenty years had passed in the blink of an eye since Luo Chen returned to Luotian Sect.

During this period, he condensed his primordial spirit, refined the spring, comprehended the origin of water, and even achieved nirvana of his soul. These many things occupied a full twenty years.

If we talk about rest and relaxation, perhaps the days spent with Fairy Canglong can be considered relaxation!

And in the past twenty years, Bai Meiling has done only one thing.

The pitch-black Soul Refining Banner fell into Luo Chen's hands. When he picked it up, he felt an inexplicable sense of heaviness.

"Master, Xiaobai has lived up to your expectations. He has traveled across most of the Netherworld and collected millions of low-level ghosts. Please inspect them!"

Luo Chen's eyes lit up, and his consciousness immediately sank into the Soul Refining Banner.

Thousands of wailing sounds were heard.

As if they had sensed the entry of a living soul, countless evil spirits rushed towards Luo Chen.

However, before he could get close, he was knocked to the spot by a natural pressure.

In an instant, all the ghosts became silent!
Bai Meiling looked at this scene and exclaimed: "As expected of the master, you can suppress millions of ghosts with just one thought. I feel like I can't control this Ten Thousand Souls Banner lately."

"Thank you for your hard work." Luo Chen took out a wooden box and handed it to Bai Meiling.

There happened to be a soul stone inside, which he brought out from the Cliff of Broken Souls.

This thing is also a great tonic for ghost cultivators!
After telling Bai Meiling how to refine and absorb it, Luo Chen focused his attention on the Soul Refining Banner in his hand.

"Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

"With millions of ghosts, we already have the foundation for the Soul-Killing Banner. We only lack a main soul that can devour gods and ghosts."

He took out his soul-nourishing flag and threw all the dozens of ghost kings inside into the soul-refining flag.

After sensing it slightly, Luo Chen couldn't help but shake his head.

not enough!

It is still not enough to use these dozens of Ghost Kings to fuse into a ghost god comparable to a deity.

While he was thinking, Bai Meiling had already come up to him.

"Master, can you take me with you this time?" (End of this chapter)