Longevity begins with alchemy master

The clouds are dark, the wind is whistling, and the angry pine waves fill the valley.

The Songtao Mountains stretch for three thousand miles.

It is the birthplace of the Feng family, a Yuanying family.

Countless tall pine trees stand in the middle of the place, and when strong winds blow, the pine waves are like vast ocean waves.

This day.

The sound of waves can be heard again in the pine forest.

If you listen carefully, it is not the wind blowing through the pine forest, but rather the sound of rays of light rising into the sky from the mountains and forests.

A huge cloud boat hovered in the sky, waiting quietly.

A moment later, three figures appeared together.

Tens of thousands of monks bowed without hesitation to the leader of the three.

"See the Supreme Elder!"

Feng Buyan stroked his beard and watched the scene with satisfaction.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, Fellow Daoist Yang, how do you think of this son of the Feng family?"

Seeing this, an old man with a goatee praised: "The morale is high, the confidence is high, and there is a sense of pride. Brother Feng, you have really managed the Feng family well!"

Feng Buyan laughed, "The road ahead is difficult and it is hard to make any progress. I can only focus on training the younger generation."

As he spoke, he glanced at the other bald man.

He was wearing a white monk's robe. Although he was thin, his face was extremely handsome.

If it weren't for the scars on his head, he would have been a rare handsome man in the world.

At this moment, the other party lowered his eyelids, ignoring the spectacular scene of tens of thousands of monks flying in the clouds, as if it did not arouse his interest at all.

Feng Buyan frowned, and without seeking the other party's praise, he waved his hand.

"Boys, let's go!"

"Target, Fenglei Gorge!"

Following his order, thousands of Feng family members responded in unison.

"promise!"

The huge sound actually suppressed the pine forests all over the mountain.

One after another, the cloud boats started up quickly, and beams of light echoed in the front and back, rapidly approaching the Fenglei Gorge which was not too far away.

On the largest cloud boat in the middle, Feng Buyan was introducing the general situation of Fenglei Gorge to the two invited helpers.

"This place was originally the territory of my Feng family. However, because the terrain is dangerous and there is no special output, my Feng family did not send many people to take care of it."

"About a few hundred years ago, some desperate criminals hid there, and gradually became a powerful force."

"That Minglei kid is one of them."

"His realm is not high, he has just entered the Nascent Soul stage. When the time comes, the three of us will attack together and we can take him down in an instant!"

Taoist Yang pinched his goat beard and asked in confusion, "According to what Brother Feng said, why would it take the three of us to attack him together as a mere Yuanying early stage cultivator?"

Feng Buyan smiled and said, "I don't need to be afraid of Minglei Cave Master, but the Fenglei Gorge is too steep. And the terrain is special, and it is faintly connected with Minglei Cave Master. If I really fight him in there, even if I am at the fourth level of Yuanying, it is easy to get into trouble. And..."

Having said this, he looked confident.

"After this person formed his infant, he went on a journey and was said to have met many powerful people. He even participated in an exchange meeting held by the powerful people of Xiongyue Zombie Alliance. I am afraid that he will invite some difficult people to add more variables to this trip."

When he heard the name "Xiongyue Zhuangmeng", Taoist Yang couldn't help but take a breath.

"But what about the Xiongyue Zombie Alliance, which has been against the Life and Death Sect, constantly provoking them over the years and gradually annexing many of the territories of the Life and Death Sect?"

Feng Buyan nodded, his expression solemn.

"Yes! It seems that Brother Yang also knows something about this force that has suddenly and mysteriously risen in the past three hundred years!"

Taoist Yang's expression changed slightly. "How could I not understand? It is said that there are countless masters among them. There are more than two dozen Yuanying people like us. Especially those people, their temperaments are strange. If they don't attack, it's fine. Once they attack, they will do their best to kill. It's really hard to deal with them."

It is said that the monks in Southern Xinjiang have strange temperaments.

For a native Yang Daoren to make such an evaluation, it can be seen how perverted the strong people in Xiongyue Zombie Alliance are.

The white-robed monk who had been silent all this time suddenly became interested.

"I have been in Southern Xinjiang for a while, but I have never heard of the Xiongyue Zombie Alliance. How powerful are they? The Gate of Life and Death is the only sacred place of the gods in Southern Xinjiang. How dare the Xiongyue Zombie Alliance keep provoking them? What confidence do they have?"

Feng Buyan and Yang Daoren looked at each other and spoke one after another.

"I don't know where the confidence comes from."

"But what they have done has indeed long exceeded the imagination of ordinary forces. You should know Nanyang, which is also called Guyang, and is the cradle of many rare Gu insects. And now, one of the three safe entrances to Nanyang has been occupied by them. You know, the three major entrances to Nanyang have always been controlled by the Gate of Life and Death."

Upon hearing that the entrance to Nanyang was controlled by Xiongyue Zombie Alliance, the white-robed monk showed a strange look on his face.

While the three were chatting, the Feng family's large force was getting closer and closer to Fenglei Gorge.

A distance of ten thousand miles is extremely long for low-level cultivators.

However, with a large number of cloud boats in operation, they arrived at the vast plain outside Fenglei Gorge in just half a day.

boom!
With a roar, one cloud boat after another landed on the plain, splashing a lot of dust.

Big drums were taken out one after another, and as they were beaten by shirtless men, they emitted a sound of high fighting spirit.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The rumbling of war drums spread into the dangerous Fenglei Gorge.

Even the independent cultivators who were in deep retreat were awakened at this moment.

One after another, figures walked out of their own caves in silence. After looking at each other, they took out their own magic weapons and guarded the dangerous strongholds in Fenglei Gorge.

The Lord of Minglei Cave had told them long ago that the Feng family coveted Fenglei Gorge.

"If you want to continue to be a poor and independent cultivator wandering around without a place to stay, you can leave."

“But if you still want to continue to practice in Fenglei Gorge, be free and uncontrolled by anyone, then you have to do something for it.”

"When the enemy is approaching, if you still cower in the cave, no matter what the outcome, I will not tolerate such people's existence after the war!"

This is what I meant by "Don't say I didn't warn you."

Either work together or get out.

Those who try to reap the fruits of others’ labor will be held accountable after the war!
With the spiritual sense of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could naturally feel the unusual movements in Fenglei Gorge.

Feng Buyan shook his head, "They still don't want to come out for a fight, and plan to defend Fenglei Gorge to the death."

The war drums still rumbled, but no one responded.

If we want to capture Fenglei Gorge, it seems that we can only break in and occupy it by force.

Feng Buyan looked at his children and grandchildren, who were full of fighting spirit but still had a bit of awe in their eyes, and felt a little conflicted.

If we force our way in, I wonder how many Feng family members will die!

Taoist Yang was also a leader. He saw his concerns and suggested with a smile, "Why don't the three of us work together to force the Lord of Minglei Cave out? He is the co-leader of the thirty-six caves in Fenglei Gorge. If he is defeated, the remaining cultivators are just a mob and will surely not resist stubbornly. Your descendants of the Feng family can also reduce a lot of damage."

Feng Buyan’s eyes lit up.

"Good!"

Then, without waiting for the other white-robed monk's consent, he stepped out of the crowd.

"Let me take action first!"

After saying this, under the gaze of everyone, he took out an extremely gorgeous feather fan and injected his magic power into it.

Then he swung it violently towards Fenglei Gorge.

call……

A huge tornado appeared out of nowhere and rushed into Fenglei Gorge with unstoppable force.

Right now!

Click!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly fell and hit the tornado directly, causing it to collapse in an instant.

Feng Buyan's spiritual sense spread out and immediately locked onto the person who made the move.

"Master Minglei, you are also a powerful person. It is beneath your dignity to be so cowardly and timid!"

There were bursts of thunder in Fenglei Gorge.

"Yes, you have grace. You even fought at someone's doorstep."

Feng Buyan laughed, "This Fenglei Gorge has been the territory of our Feng family since ancient times. You are just occupying the magpie's nest. In the past, I tolerated you because it was not easy for you low-level independent cultivators to practice. But now that you have achieved the Nascent Soul stage, you understand that it is difficult to let others sleep beside you. If you leave on your own initiative, you and I can still save some face."

The master of Minglei Cave sneered, "Since ancient times, if you want Fenglei Gorge, then come in and get it!"

Feng Buyan's face became serious.

"Do you really think I dare not come in?"

As he spoke, his figure suddenly disappeared.

When it appeared again, it had already emerged in Fenglei Gorge.

The feather fan waved gently, and the blade winds that scraped bones and pricked flesh dissipated and formed a majestic tornado that struck somewhere.

The Lord of Minglei Cave suddenly appeared, his chest and abdomen slightly bulging, and he exhaled and made a sound.

"Disperse!" Thunder reappeared and directly destroyed the tornado.

Not only that, bolts of thunder and lightning spread from the void, forming beams of light that sprinkled towards Feng Buyan.

Feng Buyan sneered and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. The lightning fell into the air like a headless fly.

"too slow!"

But the next moment, a figure appeared behind him, and a flying sword pierced his vest.

Feng Buyan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly changed his shape again.

But the flying sword followed him like a shadow, and not only that, the figure of Minglei Cave Master also followed him closely.

Every time the pursuit changes, a large number of lightning movies flash continuously.

"No, how can you possibly keep up with my speed?"

Between shock and anger, Feng Buyan couldn't believe it.

What he is most confident in is his escape technique.

The reason why he dared to attack Fenglei Gorge was that he had the confidence to make his own decisions.

But if the escape technique is discovered by others, then Fenglei Gorge will completely become the enemy's home ground.

The Lord of Minglei Cave said nothing, but just followed him closely, constantly launching attacks and drawing thunder all over the sky.

From the outside world's perspective, Fenglei Gorge at this moment seemed like a calamity had descended upon it.

Although the intensity of the attacks is not great, the frequency is staggering.

Occasionally, when he was hit, a large amount of silver-white electric light would spread all over Feng Buyan's body.

Even though he used his magic power to get rid of it quickly, he gradually felt numb and his magic power was flowing more and more unsmoothly.

If we continue like this, not only will we be defeated, but we won’t even be able to escape with our lives.

Suddenly!
"My two Taoist friends, if you are not ready to take action now, when will you take action?"

A sigh was heard in the void.

"It is amazing that a casual cultivator can achieve such a level. It is a pity that he did not know the time and will perish here today. What a pity."

Taoist Yang appeared with emotion and pointed a wooden stick at the master of Minglei Cave.

The wooden staff was flashing with green light, and it looked quite extraordinary at first glance.

After it is pointed out, it has an even more sharp and powerful force that penetrates the body.

The expression of the Lord of Minglei Cave changed slightly, but he did not use the Lightning Magic to avoid it. He just watched the wooden stick point towards him.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Yang couldn't help but feel strange.

"He is so bold, does he have someone to rely on?"

next moment!
A sudden change occurred!

A giant green hand, surrounded by wind and thunder, suddenly appeared in the void and blocked the head of the Master of Minglei Cave.

Afterwards, he grabbed the extremely sharp wooden stick with a determination not to refrain from disobedience.

Pretending to shake!

"Is there any helper?" The doubts in Yang Daoren's mind were answered, but this was not unexpected. After all, Feng Buyan mentioned this before he came.

He just sneered.

After hundreds of years of nurturing, his precious sword has already been promoted to the level of a real weapon.

If we deal with it with magic weapons, maybe there will be no problem.

But if you try to take it down with just a bare hand, you're courting death!

In the sight, the wooden stick and the big hand finally touched each other.

Benedict!
A strange sound was heard and ripples spread out.

Taoist Yang's heart trembled, "No!"

He was about to draw out his own magic staff, but it was so powerful that no matter how he mobilized his magic power, he could not recall his life-saving magic weapon.

Thinking of a certain possibility, he couldn't help but feel furious.

"do not want!"

"Humph!"

A cold snort was heard from the void.

next moment.

The green giant hand suddenly closed.

Click!
"Back to you!"

Two streams of light flew backwards.

Taoist Yang dodged hastily, and after he finally stopped, he could no longer control the severe pain in his body.

Open your mouth and spit.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood containing abundant magical power.

The two streams of light only revealed their true appearance at this moment.

It is his natal staff!

With just one contact, his treasure was broken into two pieces?

In fear, Taoist Yang couldn't help but look at the person who came.

A man wearing black armor and a yellow crown with golden feathers on his head stood in the void. There was a strong wind and thunder around him, but it was difficult to get close to him. A pair of black eyes seemed to ignore and look down on him.

"Who are you?" Taoist Yang asked subconsciously in shock and anger.

The black-armored man unclenched his fist and said calmly: "I will never change my name, my surname, Tyrant Cultivator Qi Tian!"

When you come out to hang out, your identity is given by yourself.

If it can be accompanied by corresponding performance, then the persuasiveness will be beyond doubt.

Even the Lord of Minglei Cave, who had had contact with Luo Chen, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids when he saw this.

Taoist Yang knew that he had reached the Nascent Soul stage after many years.

But after just one fight, his life magic weapon was destroyed in the hands of the opponent.

To what extent has Qi Tian reached the realm of physical training?
But at the moment, he didn't bother to speculate on these things, but said loudly: "Feng Buyan, this is the helper I invited. What do you think of it compared to the one you invited?"

Feng Buyan's lips were dry, and he looked at Taoist Yang who had retreated to his side.

The other person shook his head in horror.

"This man is fierce and brave, and cannot be defeated!"

"No!" Feng Buyan said sternly, "We still have one more person!"

At this moment.

A powerful sword energy came from outside the canyon, slashing across the air!

Luo Chen turned around abruptly and clasped his hands together without hesitation.

In the void, two large hands appeared at the same time, holding the sword energy tightly in their palms.

But this sword energy was quite strange. There were two extreme forces constantly bursting out from it, constantly eliminating the big hand that was transformed from Luo Chen's source power.

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, "Demonic energy? Buddha energy?"

Then, his expression became extremely fierce.

"I don't care what you're angry about!"

The source of power in the body surges out.

A pair of flesh palms continued to expand and merged into one with the giant hand of source power.

It was like being crushed by a millstone, with a twist of the palm.

boom!
The terrifying sword energy collapsed instantly.

Not only that, Luo Chen angrily slapped his palm towards the outside of the canyon.

A terrifying giant palm broke through the air hundreds of feet away, and like a hand of destruction, it slapped the ants on the ground.

A bell rang.

thump...

The long and distant bell sounds endlessly.

When the giant palm disappeared and the dust was brushed away, a handsome figure in white came into view.

Luo Chen slowly flew out of Fenglei Gorge and stared at the monk in white.

"Tell me your name!" (End of this chapter)