Longevity begins with alchemy master

Chapter 703 Han Zhan Refining Treasures, Demon Lord Blood

What does it mean to say nothing?

Things are so complicated that they cannot be explained in one sentence, or they are difficult to describe in one sentence.

Han Zhan was puzzled.

In his opinion, the fluctuation of magic power revealed by the other party was no longer the sixth level of Golden Core when he first entered the Land of Fallen Demons, but the eighth level of Golden Core!

Internally, Luo Chen's terrifying physique that could withstand the attacks of real weapon-level sword balls had undoubtedly made great progress compared to when he left Penghu.

Combining the two, we can see what a wonderful adventure Luo Chen had when he separated from Ming Zhaotian.

That’s not even mentioning the inheritance the other party obtained from the Dan Palace.

No matter how you look at it, it’s a good thing!
In silence, Luo Chen didn't know what to say to Han Zhan for a moment, or maybe he subconsciously didn't want to talk about those things.

Because that involves his innate immortal practice - "Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana Sutra".

At this moment, two entries were flashing brightly on his attribute panel.

[Realm: Golden Core Level 99 100/35, Ancient Level 100 /]

These two simple terms mean a lot of details.

The rapid rise in his Qi Refining realm was undoubtedly due to the mysterious spring water. After soaking in it for more than a year, Luo Chen's realm had quietly risen to the point where he was only one step away from the ninth level of the Golden Core.

The gains from this saved at least decades of hard work!
For ordinary people, this is already a great adventure.

But for Luo Chen, the changes in his body refining realm are what he cares most about.

From entering the fourth level of the ancient times, without any polishing, directly from 1 to 35, what does this mean?
In other words, this is no less than a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, directly climbing from the first level of Nascent Soul to the third level of Nascent Soul in an instant... no, it's the fourth level!

The progress bar of thirty-five has already exceeded one third of the total. This was also the decisive factor why Luo Chen was able to seize the opportunity and suppress Fei Yunzi, who was in the early Nascent Soul stage.

Such earth-shaking changes obviously originated from that "Nirvana"!
Misfortunes often bring blessings!
Due to the conflict between the Nine Refining Beacon Fire and the Nirvana Holy Fire, his second Yuandan was destroyed, and the powerful force almost brought him into an abyss of no return.

Luo Chen seized this opportunity and used the "Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" to forcefully initiate the Nirvana of his physical body.

With the help of his own golden elixir, the terrifying vitality essence of Tai Sui's body, and that ray of the original holy fire of Nirvana, he narrowly completed the three tribulations and one nirvana among the nine tribulations and three nirvanas.

Calamity of blood, calamity of flesh, calamity of bones—nirvana of the body!
This operation not only saved Luo Chen from danger and rebuilt his complete physique, but also allowed his physique to instantly transcend the initial stage of the ancient times and reach the middle stage.

Not only that, it even transformed his physique into a fire spirit body, making it more suitable for practicing fire-based techniques.

but!

Blessings and misfortunes lie within!
In the face of these gains, what Luo Chen lost made him even more heartbroken.

The five spiritual bodies that can practice all dharmas together!
It is expected that the foundation for the second Nascent Soul to be born after being promoted to the Nascent Soul stage - the second Yuandan!
It can even be said that the Tai Sui body, which contains infinite vitality, is so roughly refined in raw form that it is a huge loss for Luo Chen, a fourth-rank alchemist!
If he makes good use of that body of Tai Sui, he doesn't know how many elixirs and magic medicines he can refine.

Even if it is used specifically for body refining, Luo Chen can, through alchemy and supplemented by other medicinal materials, bring out its medicinal properties several times, ten times or even a hundred times, which is enough for his body refining needs throughout the entire fourth stage of the ancient times.

Eating it directly would be a waste of food!
All in all, Luo Chen summed up the changes in his body in eight words: "Benefits in the present, losses in the future."

"Forget it, this is not the time to think about these things."

Luo Chen shook his head vigorously, as if throwing away the myriad thoughts in his mind.

He has a lot of things to do now, but the most important thing is actually only one thing!
Magic power surged at the fingertips, and a faint light emerged from the storage ring.

"Senior, can you refine this for me?"

Han Zhan took a look and saw that the object was only an inch in size and could be held in one palm.

The eaves are towering, the octagonal shape is exquisite, and the windows and doors are lifelike, just like a miniature wood sculpture on the palm of your hand.

It is the authentic artifact inherited from Penglai Immortal Sect - Penglai Octagonal Pavilion!

This was the precious treasure that Luo Chen had snatched from the powerful men of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association and the Penglai Immortal Sect in Mutianyuan.

It can collect magical herbs and allow them to grow freely, and is known as a portable magical herb garden.

Han Zhan looked at Luo Chen in surprise, "Are you so anxious? This treasure has all five elements, and it also has the power of wind, thunder and ice. After you form your infant, you can refine it yourself. Why do you need me to do it for you?"

Luo Chen shook his head. "I can't wait that long. I need to use this thing within a year, no, within half a year. The sooner the better!"

Han Zhan was puzzled.

But seeing how anxious Luo Chen was, he guessed what he was thinking.

"Are you worried about Yue Sanren?"

Luo Chen hummed, his face full of solemnity.

"That woman has a strong desire for control, not only over people, but also over things. Although I don't know what that gray light is, she would rather give up Fairy Fei Leng than take it by force, which shows that she is determined to get it!"

“That gray light is now… Anyway, Yue Sanren will not let me go.”

"So, I must stay away from her and not give her any chance to retaliate."

"Once she returns to the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, she will most likely use the power of the countless independent cultivators in the Ten Thousand Immortals Association to search for me, or even find out the location of the Purple Spirit Island through those who are on good terms with me!"

"The purple monkey flower that Sang Jiugong cultivated for me on Ziling Island involves my chance of forming a baby. I absolutely cannot give it up."

“Therefore, before leaving, I must take away the purple monkey flower there!”

Han Zhan suddenly realized.

But soon, doubts arose again.

"If you want to take the purple monkey flower, just take it. You don't have to use the Penglai Octagonal Pavilion!"

Han Zhan did not personally participate in that trip to the Demon Sea.

In addition, after coming back, Luo Chen didn't say much, and only briefly mentioned that the Lord of Baizao Mountain had ambushed and killed him.

Luo Chen patiently explained: "Most of the purple monkey flowers on Ziling Island are not mature yet and cannot meet the basic standards for refining infant-forming pills. According to my estimation, it will take at least 10 to 20 years for them to mature. If they are picked halfway, all the previous efforts will be wasted."

At this moment, Han Zhan understood everything completely.

The portable spiritual medicine garden of Penglai Octagonal Pavilion has the function of transplanting various spiritual plants and medicinal materials with their roots and soil without damaging the spirituality of the herbs.

Luo Chen was planning to use the Penglai Octagonal Pavilion to take away all the purple monkey flowers on Ziling Island to prevent Yue Sanren from finding an opportunity to chase them.

Thinking of the strength that Yue Sanren displayed in Ming Zhaotian at that time, Han Zhan was also shocked.

Even though he used a white tiger puppet in the late Nascent Soul stage that he obtained from the puppet world and prepared for an attack in advance, he was unable to hurt the opponent. This shows how powerful Yue Sanren is.

Luo Chen will suffer endless troubles if he provokes such an enemy!
"Fine!"

Han Zhan waved his hand, and the miniature carved attic fell into his hands.

The spiritual consciousness probed into it, observing carefully and analyzing the possibility of refining it.

"It is undoubtedly a genuine weapon that can communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"But this treasure has probably not been refined by anyone for thousands of years. There are many spiritual restrictions left on it, but they do not belong to a single person, but to many people."

"According to Cave Master Namoyun, this treasure is one of the authentic artifacts inherited by the Penglai Immortal Sect. It is maintained by a special person, but it does not recognize a single owner. The Penglai Immortal Sect has been passed down for countless years, and has been wandering in the depths of the North Sea Wilderness for many years. It often encounters spiritual medicines that grow naturally in various places, so it often sends disciples to transplant spiritual medicines with the Octagonal Pavilion. Therefore, there is no special strong restriction to facilitate the use of disciples."

"But there is one thing. I found that there are several magical auras in the core formation, which seal the deepest core restriction. There, if I want to refine it in a short time, it is absolutely impossible. Even with my powerful soul, it will take decades to do it."

"Don't worry, if you just want to achieve the level of Yu Gao's Jindan-stage Penglai disciples collecting the Divine Iris, it won't be difficult for me. I just need to refine a few key restrictions."

"give it to me!"

After getting Han Zhan's promise, Luo Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There is no room for error with the Purple Monkey Flower!
Although there was a human infant-forming pill recipe among the thirty-six recipes obtained in the Alchemy Palace, the medicinal materials on it were varied and the key points involved in refining were also different. Luo Chen had no way of mastering that recipe in a short period of time.

But he has had the ancient formula for the Infant-forming Pill from Qingdan Valley and Han Zhan for decades!

The level of study is so deep that one can be able to refine it at any time.

In particular, the medicinal materials needed for the above, the Five Elements Lotus Platform is already in the bag.

Inside the Penglai Octagonal Pavilion, there is a large area of ​​high-quality divine irises (which originated from Mutianyuan and were transplanted there by Penglai Yugao).

The rest of the miscellaneous auxiliary materials have also been collected gradually over the years and are now fully prepared.

As long as the purple monkey flower is ripe, he can refine the infant-forming pill!

Looking at Han Zhan concentrating on refining the Penglai Octagonal Pavilion, Luo Chen couldn't help but look at his puppet body a few more times.

The other party has gained a lot in the Mingzhaotian puppet world!
Except for the most important puppet inheritance, he got nine powerful puppets!
There are seven puppets at the peak of the Golden Core stage and one puppet at the Nascent Soul stage suitable for Han Zhan’s Nascent Soul to reside in. The entire body is made of spiritual wood, allowing its magic power to be released smoothly and freely.

In addition, there is also the stunning white tiger puppet!
If Luo Chen is not mistaken, then it must be a powerful existence comparable to the late Yuanying stage!

It can be said that as long as the cultivator walks out of the Land of Fallen Demons alive, he or she will gain considerable benefits to a greater or lesser extent.

This is true for Luo Chen, Han Zhan, and the others as well.

But this made Luo Chen very confused.

The Yuanmo Sect has monopolized the Fallen Demon Land for a thousand years, and countless treasures there must have been taken away.

Even if a great god-transforming being doesn't dare to enter in person as there is a risk of dying, one should be able to make a fortune just by relying on the countless brilliant and talented descendants of the holy land.

After a thousand years, the Yuanmo Sect should have become even stronger.

Under such circumstances, how could they be destroyed by the North Sea Demon Clan coalition in one battle?
Is it just because the Blood Sea Ancestor died in Ming Zhaotian?

Or is it that among these endless stream of demon tribes in the North Sea, there are really some extremely powerful beings that even the Yuanmo Sect’s great masters cannot rival?
Do not!
Probably not.

If such a thing really existed, how could it be sealed in the North Pole Yamo Heaven by the ancestor of the Soul Refining lineage? I can't figure it out!

Luo Chen shook his head. Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided to stop thinking about it for now. It had nothing to do with him anyway.

He withdrew his attention from Han Zhan and focused it on the silent gray little tripod in his qi sea.

Looking at the silent little tripod, Luo Chen's heart sank.

Before, on the Mingzhaotian Yunhai Square, Feiyunzi took advantage of his distraction and detonated his own golden bell, forcibly breaking free from the restraints of the Hunyuan Ding.

The power of the real weapon's self-detonation was extremely terrifying.

If it weren't for the terrifying Tai Sui vitality contained in Luo Chen's body, constantly repairing his body, he would have been seriously injured.

He survived.

However, his life-saving magic weapon, Hunyuan Ding, was severely damaged in the incident, and even Luo Chen, whose mind was affected, was mentally injured.

This is undoubtedly a unprecedented event for the Hunyuan Ding, which is made of excellent materials and has profound heritage.

At that time, Luo Chen was afraid that it would fall apart.

After all, the Hunyuan Ding, which is infinitely close to a real weapon, is still not a real weapon, and there is an absolute gap in level between it and the golden bell.

But now!
What Luo Chen saw was that the Hunyuan Ding in his Qi Sea was intact as before!

There was not a single crack to be found, nor was there any sign of damage to the formation; its size had only shrunk slightly by one third compared to its original size.

It's like it fixed itself.

Although the Hunyuan Ding and Xuanchen Armor both have the function of automatic repair, this function is actually quite weak. It requires the owner to replenish materials and use mana and true fire to refine them day and night to restore them to their original state.

There is only one reason for such a horrifying change!
That gray light!

When Yu Mingzhaotian's teleportation was activated, the gray light took the initiative to chase after him and merged into the Hunyuan Ding.

At that time, Luo Chen had no time to think about it and instinctively put away his own magic weapon.

However, he did not expect that after several months, he could not find any trace of gray light in the Hunyuan Ding.

It's like I've completely integrated into it!
No exclusion at all!

Luo Chen was puzzled by this incident.

Looking at it carefully at this moment, Luo Chen still didn't know what to do.

"How could the Gray Light, who could not be subdued by Yue Sanren, come to me on his own initiative? Is there really a saying that only those who are destined to have treasures can obtain them?"

"How come the compatibility between Hunyuan Ding and Huiguang is so good? They blend into each other without any rejection. Could it be because Huiguang was suppressed by Liantian Ding, which is also a cauldron-type magic weapon?"

“But that’s not right. The spirit of the Liantian Ding saw through the truth that I was practicing the Qixia Yuanjun technique, and would rather self-destruct than let me get the Liantian Ding and the gray light.”

"What on earth is that gray light?"

"Could it be that the things left behind by Lord Liantian Demon were made by him himself?"

"If that's the case, it took the initiative to go to the Hunyuan Ding, which means that my life magic weapon should have some connection with the Demon Lord Liantian."

"No, this tripod was created from scratch, from the blueprint to the materials, and then to the refining. It has never had anything to do with Demon Lord Liantian..."

Luo Chen recalled the process of refining his natal magic weapon, and all the past events came to his mind.

Unexpected!
A vague clue connected the dots in my mind.

If the battle between Liantian Demon Lord and Qixia Yuanjun was true, then it is natural that Qixia Yuanjun's Nirvana Holy Fire exists in Mingzhaotian.

To put it another way, Qixia Yuanjun should also have something that can be used by Liantian Demon Lord.

Either the magic weapon is destroyed, or the body parts... and the essence and blood!

Once, when refining the Hunyuan Ding, an unexpected accident occurred.

The accident resulted in the consumption of all of Luo Chen's materials, and Tian Yezi even took out his own treasured Qing Ping You Feng. At the same time, it also created the terrifying foundation of the Hun Yuan Ding.

The day the tripod is completed, it will be top-grade!
The accident was caused by an unknown blood stained on a top-grade fire spirit diamond.

At that time, Luo Chen only felt that the aura of this blood was extremely terrifying.

Tian Yezi felt that the blood seemed very suitable for refining weapons, so he allowed it to remain and did not expel it.

"Could it be that the blood belongs to Lord Liantian Demon, so the Gray Light, which is also the remains of Lord Liantian Demon, took the initiative to surrender after the Hunyuan Cauldron was broken and the blood aura was revealed?"

"In addition, I used the Hunyuan Ding to make elixirs and weapons in my early years and it was quite effective. I just thought it was the work of the Hunyuan Ding. Now it seems that the credit should be attributed to the blood. The Demon Lord Liantian is very capable in the fields of elixirs and weapons. A drop of blood can also have miraculous effects!"

Many people say that Luo Chen is blessed with great fortune, and Luo Chen often jokes about himself in this way.

But it's just a joke.

Luo Chen never thought of himself as the chosen one. Everything he had was achieved through his own efforts and planning.

Therefore, he did not believe that such anecdotes as those in the legends of immortals would happen to him, that is, the natural treasures would come to him on their own initiative.

If Luo Chen really wanted to find the reason why Ming Zhaotian had his last chance, he could only use this hypothesis to explain it.

In short, whether it is true or false, it is not a good thing for him at the moment.

Because he couldn't drive the Hunyuan Ding!
The small tripod was quietly rooted in the sea of ​​qi, devouring Luo Chen's already limited magic power.

This is my own magical weapon!
What’s going on if I can’t activate it?

Especially, since he would have to refine the Infant-Forming Pill later, it would be a big trouble if the most handy Hunyuan Ding could not be used.

After a long time.

Luo Chen slowly regained his composure.

"Forget it. It's a great thing that the Hunyuan Ding has been restored to its original state. As long as nothing goes wrong, there will always be a way to solve this problem later."

"Right now, I'd better recover my mana as soon as possible. The most important thing is to restore my strength to its peak."

Luo Chen took out a top-grade True Flame Pill, swallowed it, and slowly refined it.

Without a third-level spiritual vein, relying solely on medicinal pills to restore mana is so slow.

In particular, he is now at the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm, and the mana he needs is more than twice as much as before.

There is not much left of the True Flame Pills in the storage ring.

"Where did all my magic power go?"

While meditating and practicing Qigong, this question popped up again.

……

"Turn! Turn! Turn!"

"There's another fight ahead!"

"What's going on? Didn't they say that this waterway has been returned to the Moruo River?"

"Who knows? The Canghai League has recently launched a massive counterattack against the Moruo Clan, and the Penglai Immortal Sect has reduced its forces for some reason, leaving the Moruo Clan fighting alone. Anyway, forget it, and avoid this battlefield first, so as not to affect us."

Three days later, the merchant ship of the Jindan family made a hasty turn in the midst of rough seas.

The leader was a cultivator in the early Jindan stage named Sui Jie.

He looked at the colorful magic weapons bombarding each other in the air in the distance, as well as the waves on the sea caused by countless powerful people, and his expression was extremely panicked.

If any aftermath of a war of this magnitude affects him, he will definitely not end well.

To do this, we must change direction even if it means delaying the delivery date.

Just then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man in black walking out of the cabin and walking to the edge of the deck.

"Friend Gu Chen, there is a fierce battle ahead, it is better to retreat inside."

The man in black glanced at him and then bowed.

"Thank you for your hospitality during these days, Fellow Daoist Sui. I have other important matters to attend to and cannot delay you any longer. I will take my leave now."

Sui Jie frowned, thinking that a mere foundation-building cultivator actually called him "fellow Taoist", which was a bit ungrateful.

But the next moment, his eyes widened.

A powerful fluctuation of magical power suddenly burst out from the black-clothed man named "Gu Chen", which was in no way inferior to him.

Do not!
As the magic power surged layer by layer, the pure and domineering magic power made him involuntarily take a step back.

This person's skills are countless times more powerful than his!
With just one glance, Sui Jie realized that the opponent's magic power was as vast as the ocean, which was definitely something that only those old monsters in the Jindan stage who had practiced for three to five hundred years could possess.

His tone was bitter, "I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. I wish you a safe journey."

Luo Chen smiled and nodded, then jumped up.

While in mid-air, a ten-and-a-half-foot-long wooden kite appeared under his feet.

He just made a magic gesture, and the wooden kite circled around the merchant ship, then flew towards the center of the battlefield.

In Sui Jie's eyes, the wooden kite carrying the Taoist in black flew into the dark and romantic light of the sky like a moth to a flame.

"What kind of important matter is it that would make him disregard his life and be unwilling to take a detour to force his way through this battlefield between good and evil?"

(End of this chapter)