Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 347 The feedback from the magic weapon is steady and steady

"Twenty-three methods."

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows, and the flying lantern came gracefully. The pearly color fell down and reflected in his eyes, illuminating his thoughts.

The Zhenzong's twenty-three magical powers in the Zhenyi Sect, each of which is mysterious and unparalleled, is earth-shattering, as can be seen from the Phantom Gold Sky Shadow Escape Technique.

Regardless of whether it is the Flying Golden Emperor's White Wheel or the Yin Erosion Cold Water, these two magical powers are already top-notch, but they are still inferior to the Phantom Golden Sky Shadow Escape Technique.

If you have the opportunity and the conditions, you must choose another one to practice and improve yourself.

At this moment, there was a soft sound outside, and then a cold and silent starry sky appeared in front of him. Then the stars fell, rubbing against the atmosphere, and the remaining color formed a long tail light, giving the surrounding area a layer of bright luster.

When the stars set, the remaining light turned from bright to dim, leaving only the last trace, like a halo, hanging behind, Wuzhong appeared, his eyes bright and brilliant.

After he came to the main hall, he first glanced at Zhou Qing, who was sitting motionless on the cloud couch with a distant breath. His eyelids jumped, and then he saw rows of jade baskets placed on the jade table in front of Zhou Qing. The jade tablet, with a faint blood color inside, was shaking in circles, one string after another, and the eyelids were beating violently.

Wuzhong could sense the burning blood circled in the jade tablet. This was definitely comparable to the blood essence left behind after a demon cultivator in the realm of elixirs was beheaded.

With so many jade tablets, Zhou Qing killed so many demon cultivators in the elixir realm during this period of time?

"and,"

When Wu Zhong saw one of the jade tokens in the jade basket, his eyes could not help but shrink slightly.

Compared to others, as the Jiuyang Judge of Gongdeyuan, he could see more clearly that the jade plaque he was fixating on, if he looked closely, he could see that first a little bright red appeared, and then it seemed to be on fire. Suddenly it permeates everything, covering everything with heart-stopping scarlet.

The violent scarlet was overwhelming, covering everything, and a kind of fierceness hit his eyes.

What he saw was nothing but demon blood.

Blood, blood, blood!

This kind of blood color is so eerie that even from a distance, you can still feel the intensity.

Wuzhong's eyes narrowed, and he came to a conclusion. This time Zhou Qing killed a demon cultivator with extraordinary blood.

At the very least, none of the demon cultivators he had killed could compare with him.

"Senior Brother Wu is back."

Zhou Qing opened his eyes and looked at Wuzhong below. His eyes lingered on him for a moment. This man had cleared four islands and killed all the demon cultivators on the islands. However, there was no trace of blood on his body. Instead, there was a kind of The wind was clear and he couldn't help but nodded.

Wu Zhong was in a normal mood. He nodded, waved his sleeves, and sat down on his seat. A mysterious light rose from the top of the door, saturating the left and right sides. The Qi flowed from shallow to deep, dazzlingly white.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be sorting out the gains from the fight just now.

After a while, Lin Xulun and other disciples from major aristocratic families returned one after another. After they took their seats, they looked at Zhou Qing sitting in the center of the hall, with inexplicable emotions in their eyes.

Unlike before, the disciples of the major aristocratic families in the palace, whether from the bottom of their hearts or just superficially, were in awe of Zhou Qing, the person in charge, and a kind of quiet prestige was rising and filling the air.

After all, when they were clearing the demon cultivators on the island they were responsible for, no demon cultivators from the other side came to support them. This must be the fault of the person in charge, Zhou Qingzhi.

Using one's own strength to resist the help of demon cultivators, just thinking about it makes one's scalp numb, it is really powerful.

Even if you are not a stranger to such a person, you must still remain in awe.

Lin Xulun was sitting on the cloud couch, frowning. He seemed to see circles of bright light in the hall, even like stars, coming and going, crackling, and smelling a faint smell of burning.

This kind of strange appearance is difficult to see with the naked eye, but it is real, rotating slowly around Zhou Qing.

It can be seen that everyone is in awe and his reputation is getting stronger.

Lin Xulun shook his head secretly and lowered his eyelids. There was nothing he could do about it. Zhou Qing was really good at this and could do things that others couldn't do.

Zhou Qing waited for everyone to arrive, opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and glanced around. Pieces of golden light jumped, clusters intertwined, and contained sharpness, and said: "Have all the demon cultivators in this area of ​​water been cleared away? "

"Senior Brother Zhou, it has been cleared."

"No one was let go."

"Not a single one left."

……

Except for a few people in Wuzhong, after hearing Zhou Qing's question, the disciples of the major families in the palace began to answer one after another.

"Okay." Zhou Qing spoke condescendingly, with a voice like gold and jade: "We will set off immediately and rush to Changming Island."

"Let's go."

Zhou Wangzhi, Zhou Lingling and others led the disciples of the Luochuan Zhou family under their command, and they all shouted, and the sound echoed far away.

At the same time, Linyu Feigong made a sonorous sound that was heard everywhere, parted the clouds, bloomed with light, and continued to move south.

In the main hall, silence returned. Only on the dome, at some point, star wheels fell down. After grinding with the Qi machine, they came from above and illuminated the surrounding area brightly. After falling to the ground, the residual light was extinguished. , return to silence.

The space around was naturally mottled into large and small fragments and lights and shadows, condensing like a treasure halo. Although there were many people in the hall, everyone in it was blurry, hazy and couldn't see clearly.

Everyone in the hall fell silent as they watched the light falling, and then sorted out the gains from this battle.

Zhou Qing squinted his eyes, and in his alchemy sea, layers of light lit up, like a new moon rising, illuminating one area, reflecting the natal magic weapon inside.

This new mysterious weapon is silent and motionless, glowing with a strange precious light. When the light of the bright moon transformed by divine consciousness falls on it, you can see it flowing inexplicably. It is a very beautiful rhythm dancing. .

Faintly, one can see that the Sea-Swallowing Sky-Swallowing Gourd is absorbing the power of Dansha every moment. In an unhurried manner, every strand of essence is revealed, like brilliant stars, giving the power of Dansha a subtle influence. changes.

After the Sea-Swallowing Sky-Swallowing Gourd was promoted to a mysterious weapon, it was still providing benefits to Zhou Qing, the master of the magic weapon. This kind of improvement never stopped, but continued in a steady stream.

"Dao body, Xuan Gong and magic power." The changes brought about by the Sea-Swallowing Sky-Swallowing Gourd are very comprehensive, from the inside to the outside, and are all-encompassing. This has given him a deep foundation that is rarely matched by others in the realm of alchemy. Steps, a real step forward.

Such progress is indeed too difficult, but it also has many benefits.

Zhou Qing couldn't help but have a smile on his face. Although refining the natal magic weapon, the Sea-Swallowing Gourd, was difficult and took a lot of energy and time, once he succeeded, he realized that the sooner this treasure was sacrificed, the greater the benefits would be.

With the help of the Mysterious Weapon-level Sea-Swallowing Sky-Swallowing Gourd in his training, I should be able to advance to a higher level faster than I imagined. At the very least, the first two smaller realms of the Great Mingshen Realm, Transforming Pills and Integrating Souls, went very smoothly.

To compete for the top ten disciples in the sect, not to mention other things, the state of cultivation and the ability to fight have to be improved. Otherwise, no matter how deep your background is and how many people support you, you won’t be able to sit firmly even if you go up.

In the ten thousand years since the founding of the sect, the top ten disciples of the Zhenyi sect have not had many parallel imports, and they must have both ability and political integrity.

"Thousands of things."

Zhou Qing had a lot of thoughts, but he was not troubled. Instead, he was energetic and had fighting spirit in his heart.

Changming Island, Yangguang Tianxiang Palace.

Zhong Buqing, a real Nascent Soul man, was wearing a robe and holding a whisk in his hand. He was sitting on a high platform in the air. He raised his eyebrows and opened the flying book in his hand. His eyes were pure green and he couldn't see the joy. angry.

Not long after, there was only a clear sound of the collision of rings, and then a bright light came in. The front end bloomed like a lotus, with nine layers of color. On it stood a female fairy with no crown on her head and green silk hanging down. Up to the waist, the skin is like jade, without any blood color. At first glance, it does not look like a living person, but a flawless white jade statue.

After this female fairy appeared, wonderful sounds and fragrant sounds came and went in the hall. There is nothing charming about such a sound, it only gives people a cold elegance.

"Friend Meng."

Zhong Buqing saw the visitor and said hello to him. Although both of them were in the Nascent Soul realm and came from aristocratic families, the other party came from the Zuoqiu Meng family and had a much deeper background than him.

After Meng Zhenren arrived, she spoke directly. Her voice was clear but as majestic as a bell and a drum, and she said: "Friend Zhong Dao, Brother Zhou just said that we should be ready and rush to the hinterland of Daze, Nanchuan as soon as possible to remove the weeds." Xiwen Demon Palace.”

"Xiwen Demon Palace."

Zhong Buqing's expression became solemn. The Xiwen Demon Palace is located deep in Daze, Nanchuan. Not to mention that there are great demons that are truly comparable to the realm of Yuanying, and there are also demon cultivators that have been laid out for thousands of years. Even if they attack, it will not be easy.

"Have those group of alchemy juniors arrived?" Meng Zhenren's beautiful eyes were filled with ice as he said, "After we set off, we need them to guard Changming Island to prevent any accidents."

With a solemn expression, she went to the depths of Nanchuan Daze to uproot the Xiwen Demon Palace. However, it was a dangerous matter and there was no guarantee of success. In this case, a way out must be left for them, just in case.

Changming Island is a back road connecting the hinterland of Nanchuan Daze. If they cannot leave, they can return to Changming Island from the hinterland of Nanchuan Daze for repairs. If Changming Island is unguarded and an accident occurs, their escape route will be cut off. Once something goes wrong, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhong Buqing also knew what was going on inside. He took a deep breath and said seriously: "I just received a flying letter from Zhou Qing. They have cleared away the demon cultivators along Fuling Island and are on their way here."

"According to the speed of the Linyu Fei Palace they are traveling on, they will be able to arrive in a short time, and the business will not be delayed."

When Meng Zhenren, the female immortal, heard this, a trace of surprise appeared on her jade face, and she immediately disappeared and said: "This is the best."

"When they arrive, I will have someone take them to see Brother Zhou Dao."

Zhong Buqing spoke. Now there are three of them, Nascent Soul Master, on Changming Eighteen Islands. Among them, Zhou Tianyan and Zhou Master are in charge of the overall situation.

Although this Zhou Tianyan's surname was Zhou, he was not from the Luochuan Zhou family, but a son-in-law of the Hengquhou family. He had a high level of cultivation and was known to be prestigious.

Master Zhou is in charge of the overall situation, and both he and the Meng female fairy in front of him are convinced.

"That's good." Master Meng smoothed her hanging black hair with her hands. Her jade face was as delicate as porcelain and bright. She smiled and said, "I'll see you together then."

Zhong Buqing smiled. He knew that he asked Zhou Qing and others to rush to Changming Island as soon as possible, but with the actions of the person in front of him, the other party probably did not expect that Zhou Qing could really do it.

This genius of the Luochuan Zhou family, who has achieved first-class alchemy, is really a formidable person.

Deep in Nanchuan Daze, in the Demon Palace.

The waves outside hit the large glazed window, reflecting the fine patterns and patterns on the window. The sparse bright colors fell down and fell on the jade bricks on the ground, like big and small pearls, spinning around. , eloquently.

At this moment, the bell rang, and a beautiful woman drove a fragrant carriage. She came from the outside. Her long hair hung down to her feet, half covering her face, revealing a pair of enchanting silver-white eyes. Above her bare feet, there was a string of strings hanging on it. Don't worry. In fact, every time the bells ring in the bones, there is a chill that sinks into one's bones.

She came inside and saw a young man behind the curtain in the hall. He was wearing a red robe, his eyebrows were as thin as a knife, and there was a trace of a crescent moon on his forehead, as red as blood. There was something strange about his handsome face. .

After the banshee came in, she got off the incense car and sat down on the cloud couch. She looked at the young man. In her silver eyes, countless demon writings turned around. She spoke and said, "What instructions does the demon master have?"

Her expression was cold, but her speaking voice was very pleasant, with a completely charming look. However, when she mentioned the word "demon master", she still trembled slightly.

The Demon Lord is a true big shot in the Demon Clan. He exists at the top of the pyramid and is powerful enough to compare with the Celestial Beings among the monks. For their group to be able to establish a foothold in Nanchuan Daze, thrive, and continue to grow stronger, the most important thing is to have the Demon Lord at their command.

Behind the curtain, Kang Hou raised his head slightly, the crescent moon on his forehead lit up, and the blood became more intense, filling the surrounding area with a layer of blood. He said: "The Dongtian people of Zhenyi Sect have set their sights on the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord I can’t make any big moves, I’m waiting for someone.”

"Wait someone."

The banshee listened and nodded secretly, knowing in her heart that they were able to occupy Nanchuan Daze for so many years not only because of their superficial strength, but also because they had support behind them.

Now that the Shinichi Sect is coming fiercely, it seems that they are serious about it. We can't just let them focus on the front, but the people behind them should also show up.

Kang Hou calmed down, looked at the banshee, and said: "The demon master will handle the matters on his own. What we have to do is to block the people of the Zhenyi Sect as much as possible and delay their actions."

Speaking of this, Kang Hou's eyes flashed with fierceness, showing his tyranny comparable to that of a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, and said: "Cut off all the claws they stretched out. Even if the Zhenyi Sect's Dongzhen people know, they can only Watch.”

"I know."

The bone bells worn on the banshee's ankles rang again, and her eyes were stained with a faint blood color. When it came to fighting skills, she was never conceited. She murmured: "Is the Eighteen Islands prosperous?"

(End of this chapter)