Longevity begins with alchemy master

on the plains.

The monk in white robes held a sword in one hand and a palm seal in the other.

The sword is dark and emits a rolling black aura.

The palm seal is solemn, and the shadow of the golden bell comes from it.

Two extreme auras converged on one person, yet they were extremely harmonious.

Facing the high and mighty Luo Chen, he looked calm and said calmly: "My Buddhist name is Juening. Of course, you can also call me by my secular name before I became a monk - Ning Yuzhuo!"

When the name "Ning Yuzhuo" appeared, Luo Chen actually had a sudden feeling of the blending of illusion and reality, and the impact of memory and the present.

When traveling with Han Zhan in the North Sea, he once said that when he was young, he had seen a North Sea magic cultivator in the East Wilderness who displayed pure demonic energy.

In Canglong's dream, he saw the evil cultivator, but the man did not remain rampant for long before he was suppressed by the great monk Huiping himself.

His name is also Ning Yuzhuo!

Now looking at the person in front of me, no matter his demeanor or the magical powers he displayed, they all overlap with those subtle impressions.

It must be me!

Luo Chen smiled casually, "Very good, I will not kill nameless people. If you have a name, then take my move again!"

This is an extremely arrogant statement.

What does it mean that if you have a name and a surname, you have to take another move?
However, Luo Chen's actions were even more brutal than what outsiders saw.

I saw him stepping in the air as if on a ladder to heaven, with lotus flowers blooming at every step.

When it reached a very high point, he suddenly kicked out.

The whole person was like an arrow shot from a bow, rushing straight towards Ning Yuzhuo. Wherever he passed, there was a strong wind and thunder.

Its momentum is even greater than that of the thunder drawn by the Lord of Minglei Cave.

Thunder Kick!

Facing this kick, Ning Yuzhuo remained calm, and the seal in his left hand bloomed again.

A huge golden bell emerged from his body and enveloped him.

All this may sound long, but in fact it had already happened when Luo Chen finished speaking.

The contact between the two only lasts for a moment.

Boom!
A heavy voice sounded, and Ning Yuzhuo stood still, motionless.

Luo Chen's kick was blocked outside the golden bell.

However, with Ning Yuzhuo's feet as the center, the ground began to shake violently.

Waves of mud, like ripples, slowly spread out.

Ten miles, twenty miles, and even a hundred miles or so, the traffic still continued.

Ning Yuzhuo groaned, dragged the long knife in his hand with great heaviness, and slowly chopped down at Luo Chen.

"Donor, the sea of ​​suffering is endless, turn back now!"

His face looked as kind as that of a god or Buddha, and he wielded the knife as if chopping wood.

This strike was ordinary and not as powerful as the previous ones.

However, Luo Chen, who was at the center of the attack, his eyes lit up.

In the light of the sword, there were whispers of evil demons and chants of gods and Buddhas, and one after another confusing voices continued to enter his sea of ​​consciousness.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably lose his mind at this moment and would not be able to block this knife at all.

However, Luo Chen, who was constantly defending himself with the Prison Soul Art, remained indifferent and just laughed, "If you want to help people escape from the sea of ​​suffering, why are you wielding your sword against them?"

Ning Yuzhuo, who had been extremely calm before, showed surprise for the first time when faced with Luo Chen's calm actions.

He didn't seem to have expected that the other party would not be affected by his magic Buddhist chants.

But now that we have made the move, how can we give up halfway?

Ning Yuzhuo murmured, "People in this world are obsessed and sinking into the sea of ​​suffering, always unwilling to escape. That little monk can only eliminate their sins for them."

As he spoke, the knife light changed again!
He no longer had the patience to guide people toward good, but instead became extremely violent, like a demon descending to the world.

The power was much stronger than before, but Luo Chen felt that the danger was much reduced and easier to deal with.

He stepped forward and thrust out both palms.

With pure physical strength, he smashed the knife light into pieces.

The demonic energy is violent, and the source of power is overbearing!

The majestic palm power continued and attacked Ning Yuzhuo.

Even though the phantom of the golden bell reappeared, this time, under the bombardment of Luo Chen's increased source power, it could no longer remain motionless.

boom!
Amidst the deafening noise, Ning Yuzhuo moved backwards as if he was being pushed by someone.

He didn't stop until he was several hundred feet away, his face extremely stiff.

Luo Chen stood up and retracted his attack, with one hand behind his back, and said with a click of the tongue: "If you want to be a demon, then you want to be a demon. If you want to practice Buddhism, then you want to practice Buddhism. It's really inappropriate for you to confuse the two, Brother Ning!"

The words fell.

Ning Yuzhuo on the opposite side seemed to be unable to suppress the injuries in his body any longer. His face turned unusually red and blood gradually seeped out from the corners of his mouth.

The look he gave Luo Chen was no longer as peaceful as before, and revealed a hint of confusion.

Luo Chen ignored it completely.

Under the gazes of the crowd, he said loudly to Feng Buyan and the other man in Fenglei Gorge: "You are just three people, and you want to seize my brother Minglei's place of practice. Why don't you come together? Qi alone is enough!"

The clear and gentle voice was mixed with unparalleled confidence.

But no one doubted that he was arrogant.

From suddenly attacking and severely injuring Taoist Yang, to forcing Ning Yuzhuo to retreat head-on after leaving the valley, in just a few moves, he revealed his extremely powerful strength.

Even the Master of Minglei Cave, who had been somewhat suspicious of Luo Chen before, was a little nervous at this moment.

Didn’t the other party boast before?

Anyone below the level of God Transformation can fight?
He couldn't see through the white-robed monk Ning Yuzhuo, but he knew about Taoist Yang. He was the abbot of Qingyang Temple, and had achieved the Nascent Soul stage for three hundred years. His realm was at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, and he was only one step away from breaking through to the middle Nascent Soul stage.

Such a character couldn't withstand Qi Tian's pair of bare hands, which showed the huge gap in strength.

At this moment, after his declaration, how should the enemy respond?

The master of Minglei Cave stopped attacking Feng Buyan and made way for him.

Feng Buyan's face was filled with surprise and doubt. He looked at the resentful Taoist Yang for a while, and then at Ning Yuzhuo, who was full of demonic energy.

Suddenly there was a shout.

"War but not fight, retreat but not retreat, why?"

The sound is like thunder, shaking people's hearts.

Thousands of Feng family members fell to the ground and felt dizzy after hearing this shout.

Feng Buyan was shocked, "That's it!"

Taoist Yang was incredulous. "Brother Feng, he is just one person. If the three of us come together, we may be able to defeat him!"

Ning Yuzhuo remained silent. The rising demonic aura covered his white clothes, and he slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

Feng Buyan sighed and said, "It's impossible to do anything. Let's retreat!"

After saying that, he walked straight out of Fenglei Gorge.

Taoist Yang held the broken wooden stick, feeling unwilling.

But facing Luo Chen's gaze, she couldn't help but look away, not daring to look him in the face.

The Buddha's light reappeared on Ning Yuzhuo's body, suppressing the evil spirit a lot, and the knife was sheathed while hesitating.

At the entrance of Fenglei Gorge, the Lord of Minglei Cave came to Luo Chen on his own initiative with a natural and flattering look on his face.

"Brother Qi, thank you very much!"

Luo Chen waved his hand, "Don't be in a hurry to thank me. I beat them back this time, but it was just a temporary measure. If they covet me again after I leave, how will you deal with it?"

The master of Minglei Cave was stunned.

Immediately, he realized the importance of this time point.

"We should sign the treaty and make a non-war alliance. In addition, this Fenglei Gorge must nominally belong to me... us!"

Luo Chen smiled and said, "We?"

The Master of Minglei Cave said as a matter of course: "Yes, Brother Qi is one of the thirty-six masters of Fenglei Gorge, so naturally you have a share of this place."

Luo Chen pointed his finger towards the sky, "Shouldn't we notify the Holy Land's Life and Death Gate about the division of territory involving the Nascent Soul Realm?"

"It was necessary in the past, but now..." Minglei Cave Master shook his head, "Although I don't know what happened to the Gate of Life and Death, they are now busy with their own affairs and really don't bother to pay attention to these trivial matters."

Luo Chen was puzzled and curious. What happened to the Holy Land's Gate of Life and Death? But his face was calm and he didn't show any signs of it.

"In that case, then fellow Taoist, let's go and talk!"

The master of Minglei Cave bowed and left happily.

In the distance, the Feng family army, which came with high hopes but returned in disappointment, looked quite dejected.

No one expected that such a large-scale expedition would end up so poorly.

The low-level monks couldn't quite understand who the balance of the battle was tilting towards.

They only knew that after a brief fight, their supreme elder gave in.

This is really demoralizing.

Feng Buyan could naturally feel the resentment below, but he couldn't explain it.

Luo Chen's strength was really unexpected.

During the brief fight, the two masters he invited suffered injuries to varying degrees.

He is already very old. If he really wants to fight someone, whether he can win or not is one thing, but if he suffers some injuries, I am afraid that no one will protect the Feng family next time.

"I don't think the Wind and Thunder Gorge is that strange. It's just because Ming Lei's promotion to the Nascent Soul stage was too short and the impact was too small. There's no need to jeopardize the family's future for it."

"Ba Xiu Qi Tian..."

Feng Buyan kept repeating the name, his heart full of doubts.

No one in Southern Xinjiang has ever heard of this person!
Could it be that he is also a strong man like Ning Yuzhuo who came from another continent?
While guessing, he couldn't help but look towards Ning Yuzhuo's room. From time to time, a large amount of Buddhist and demonic energy emerged, making it difficult for living beings to approach.

"He has only been in Southern Xinjiang for a dozen years, and his cultivation progress has advanced by leaps and bounds. It's like a scene of flowers blooming and brocade blooming."

"But judging from today, I'm afraid he has also begun to show signs of change."

"Do you want……"

Just when he had an idea in his mind, a tribesman outside the house reported something.

"Grand Elder, there is a letter Gu floating outside."

"Who sent it?"

"Minglei Cave Master!"

Feng Buyan frowned and waved outside. The next moment, a bird as big as a swallow landed in his hands.

After briefly browsing the information inside, he sneered.

"This guy is really good at taking advantage of others' misfortunes!"

After sneering, he wanted to refuse the negotiation, but his hands suddenly stopped.

"If I can borrow the power of these two, even if Ning Yuzhuo is weird, I think I can easily take him down, right?"

……

"Senior Qi, this is your cave."

A Jindan cultivator respectfully introduced a half-new cave to Luo Chen.

With Luo Chen's eyes, he could naturally see that someone had lived in this cave before and it had just been vacated.

In terms of spiritual energy concentration, it is already the best among the third level, but has not yet reached the fourth level.

The Lord of Minglei Cave arranged him here not out of neglect, but because he was truly practicing what he said before.

Luo Chen is also one of the thirty-six cave masters of Fenglei Gorge!
As a guest, he can temporarily stay in Minglei Cave Mansion.

But since you have become the master, you should have a cave of your own.

"Senior, are you satisfied?" The Jindan cultivator said cautiously, looking at Luo Chen with awe.

Although the previous battle was extremely brief, it has already been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Yuanying Zhenren is already an existence they need to look up to, and Luo Chen, who can easily defeat Yuanying Zhenren, is an even more unattainable top power!
Luo Chen nodded. He couldn't say he was satisfied, but he certainly wasn't dissatisfied either.

It's just a temporary shelter.

He asked casually, "Where's Cheng Bai?"

The Jindan cultivator was stunned for a moment, then replied unnaturally: "Cheng Bai went to the Misty Wilderness to look for treasure."

"He just came out from inside and went back in again?" Luo Chen was a little surprised.

"Senior, do you have any important matters to ask others to do? You can also give them to me."

"It is indeed some trivial matters. Please collect some body-refining techniques for me. There is no limit to the grade and no taboos. As long as it involves body-refining, collect them all for me."

Luo Chen did not mention the reward, but the other party already accepted the order respectfully.

Helping the Lord of Minglei Cave to protect Fenglei Gorge is already the greatest reward.

The trivial matters of collecting some skills are nothing at all.

After the younger generation left, Luo Chen finally calmed down.

At this moment, he was no longer as arrogant and domineering as outsiders saw him, and his expression was extremely calm.

"The strength of the Yuanying cultivators in Southern Xinjiang is weaker than I thought!"

A sense of doubt arises spontaneously.

The strength he had displayed before was that of the normal middle fourth stage of body refining.

If it is discussed in terms of the realm of immortality, it is equivalent to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

As for the two enemies they faced, let’s not talk about Ning Yuzhuo for now. Like himself, he came from another continent and his performance was not bad. He was barely able to confront Luo Chen head-on.

But Taoist Yang, who was at the third level of Nascent Soul, was extremely clumsy.

My natal magic weapon is not working as expected, the magic power is extremely limited, and there's a feeling of being... restricted!

"Yes, it means being tied up!"

"Even Feng Buyan's voluntary retreat seemed to be hesitating about a real life-and-death battle?"

"I had already prepared to use all my weapons, even transforming into my true form, to suppress the three people with the force of thunder, but nothing worked."

"What are they worried about?"

Luo Chen was puzzled.

After much thought without any results, Luo Chen had no choice but to wait for the Lord of Minglei Cave to come back and ask about the relevant situation.

When he had some free time, he thought of Ning Yuzhuo, with whom he had fought before.

As expected of a true disciple of Beihai Yuanmo Sect, he is truly gifted!

After being suppressed in the Tianji Zen Sect for hundreds of years, he escaped one day and not only broke through to the Nascent Soul Stage, he even practiced Buddhist techniques.

"We are Buddhist and demonic practitioners. I am looking forward to the next normal communication with him."

Luo Chen's eyes showed anticipation. It was rumored that the Western Desert Buddhist body-building method was the only one that was preserved intact in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

I don't know if Ning Yuzhuo has also practiced this kind of skills?

Time passed quickly, and after a cycle of sunset and moonrise, the master of Minglei Cave came to the door.

"It's a deal!"

The master of Minglei Cave couldn't suppress his joy.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, "So smooth?"

The Lord of Minglei Cave laughed loudly, "With you as the intimidator behind him, old man Feng Buyan will naturally speak nicely."

The older one is in the arena, the less courageous he becomes.

This sentence is also applicable in the world of cultivating immortals.

The murderous nature that Luo Chen had shown before was extremely rare, and Feng Buyan was afraid that they would have a disagreement, so they went to Songtao Mountains to fight.

After laughing, the master of Minglei Cave looked slightly serious.

"Although Feng Buyan admitted that Fenglei Gorge would belong to me from now on, and was even willing to exchange what we had with each other and cooperate with each other, he put forward a condition. He hoped that the two of us would help him once, without endangering our lives."

Luo Chen shook his head and rejected this condition without even thinking about it.

The Master of Minglei Cave was not surprised to see this. "I guessed that you would have this reaction. I have already told him about this possibility in advance. I don't think he will force it."

Then, the Lord of Minglei Cave said naturally, "Feng Buyan is quite curious about your origins. Although Southern Xinjiang is large, a body cultivator with such profound attainments as you is definitely not an unknown person. He asked me to inquire about your situation."

After this question was asked, there was silence in the cave.

The smile on Minglei Cave Master's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at Luo Chen somewhat unnaturally.

The other person looked at him with a half-smile, and an intriguing look on his face.

"Brother Minglei, have you ever heard the saying, 'Those who see the fish in the deep will suffer misfortune, while those who know how to hide will suffer disaster?'" (End of this chapter)