I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 545: Breakthrough in cultivation, fourth-level alchemist (please subscribe)

(PS: The first two chapters were written incorrectly. The one who was in conflict with the protagonist was Dijianshan, not Gujianshan. It has been corrected.)
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Two years, neither long nor short.

But this time was enough for the breaking news of Wei Tu's appointment with Situ Yang to spread throughout all areas of the righteous path.

All the major forces in the four inland countries, and more than 90% of the Yuan Ying ancestors, have expressed their disdain for Wei Tu.

They believed that Wei Tu was asking for trouble.

How could the Daozi of Shengya Mountain lose to Wei Tu?
If they lose, Shengya Mountain will not agree to start this battle in Dijian Mountain at this moment.

——Shengya Mountain will not easily waste the prestige it has accumulated over thousands of years.

But... there are still some people who are very optimistic and confident that Wei Tu can defeat Situ Yang again.

He even thought that Situ Yang was overestimating his abilities.

These people are Hu Yantu, the ancestor of the Yu family, Cao Mi and others who know the foundation of Wei Tu.

They would never think that Wei Tu, who had once attacked and killed the Six Desire Taoist, would lose to a fledgling "new Nascent Soul".

Because although Shengya Mountain is famous, it is not so prominent compared to the five demon sects.

Taoist Liuyu was a powerful man on the same level as the leader of Shengya Mountain, "Lian Shou Rang". His death at the hands of Wei Tu meant that Wei Tu also had the ability to kill Lian Shou Rang.

Even his master "Lian Shou Rang" couldn't help Wei Tu, let alone a mere Situ Yang?
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While Wei Tu paid attention to outside voices, he also did not forget his short-term plans.

In the second month after Lian Shourang left.

He opened the furnace and prepared to refine the "Blood Wing Pill".

Over the past few months, Wei Tu had thoroughly figured out the recipe for the "Blood Wing Pill" and the pharmacology of the corresponding elixir.

Now, only the final step of refining is left.

"Once I succeed, I will be a fourth-level alchemist."

In the alchemy room, Wei Tu thought to himself while preheating the alchemy furnace.

A hundred years ago, before he had broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, his alchemy attainments had already reached the fourth level.

Then, the reason why he was not promoted to the fourth level alchemist immediately was related to two aspects.

First, the practice time is too tight.

He devoted most of his time to improving his realm and practicing secret techniques, and had no time to distract himself from the alchemy path.

Secondly, he did not have the fourth-level elixirs or fourth-level elixirs for hand training.

The Da Cang Immortal Realm has very few resources, and any spiritual creature that reaches level 4 or above is extremely cherished.

If he hadn't killed You Gongquan this time and happened to get the recipe for Blood Wing Pill and a complete set of elixir from him, he wouldn't have thought of taking advantage of this opportunity to be promoted to a fourth-level alchemist.

"Hopefully, we can succeed this time."

Wei Tu gathered his thoughts, poured several magic formulas into the alchemy furnace in front of him, and began to formally refine the alchemy.

The spiritual flame warms up.

Put the elixirs in order.

Melting spirits with fire...

Half a month passed by in a flash.

Soon, the day of completion came.

"Bang", "bang", with a slight explosion of air, the lid of the alchemy furnace was lifted up by the clouds of air. Two blood-colored elixirs the size of longan flew up in the furnace, rising and falling in the air, spreading out. With a faint aura.

"It's done!" Wei Tu's face was filled with joy.

Blood Wing Pill, if refined by a senior fourth-level alchemist, can produce three or even four pills.

However, for him, "one pill of success" is enough for him to reach the level of a fourth-level alchemist.

Not to mention, now there are two pills.

This amount has exceeded his initial psychological expectations.

Next, Wei Tu did not put the two "Blood Wing Pills" into the storage bag, but began to take them in batches and refine them, producing and selling them himself.

——Blood Wing Pill, like the "Jing Cuidan" of the Alliance Leader, is a spiritual elixir for spiritual cultivation in Yuanying.

Although this elixir has little effect on the improvement of monks in the middle stage of Yuanying, you must know that Wei Tu has already broken through the middle stage of Yuanying, and his cultivation is close to the "great success" in the middle stage of Yuanying.

Later, he practiced double cultivation with Wang Sutai and improved a lot.

Now, with these two magic pills, he is already hopeful that he can take another step forward in a short period of time.

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Time flies, time flies.

In the blink of an eye, two spring and autumn years passed.

"It was an unexpected blessing to have a breakthrough one month before the duel."

In the secret room of the Divine Master's Mansion, Wei Tu slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of filthy air.

Although facing Situ Yang, whether he had achieved a breakthrough or not had little impact on the outcome of the battle, but...since he could achieve a breakthrough, he would not deliberately hinder his cultivation progress.

After all, there was no need for him to affect his normal practice for this little thing.

To him, defeating an early Nascent Soul was almost the same as eating and drinking.

"It's time to set off."

After stabilizing his cultivation, seeing that the time for the battle was approaching, Wei Tu did not waste any more time. After he sent a message to the housekeeper "Yan Yu", he fled to the direction of Dijian Mountain.

"I wonder if Divine Master Wei will win or lose?"

Seeing the escaping light rising from the Divine Master's Mansion, the cultivators of the Ying Ding tribe in Hujiexian City couldn't help but raise their heads, and this thought came to their minds.

Although this battle is Wei Tu's private matter, because of Wei Tu's status as the divine master, this matter is also closely related to the Ying Ding tribe.

If they win, they will be honored.

From now on, the status of Ying Ding tribe will be much higher than other forces.

If they lose, it will be difficult for them to raise their heads, and they will be ridiculed by the monks from outside forces.

Stupid things such as "shaking a tree with a flying fox" can become a laughing stock in the Kang Kingdom and even by the forces in other countries for hundreds or even thousands of years.

"It should be defeated."

"After all, Divine Master Wei is not known for his combat prowess. He has been an infant for more than a hundred years and has no outstanding achievements."

Someone secretly conveyed the message and had a depressed attitude.

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Dijian Mountain is not far from Ying Dingbu.

Only half a day,

Wei Tu had already arrived at the gate of Dijian Mountain.

However, unlike the grand occasion of his Infant Condensation Ceremony a hundred years ago, when he came this time, no Dijian Mountain ancestor came forward to greet him. Even the disciples guarding the mountain at the door had a rather cold attitude.

"That's right. Mo Laogui and Yutongzi were originally arrogant at the front and respectful at the back. Now, with the support of Shengya Mountain, it is normal to be respectful at the front and arrogant at the back."

Wei Tu smiled casually and didn't care. After this battle, he was very curious about what kind of attitude the two ancestors of Dijian Mountain should have towards him.

However, although there were no monks from Dijian Mountain to greet him, when he arrived, Cao Mi and others who had arrived early came out from Dijian Mountain and welcomed him in.

"Brother Wei Dao? I didn't expect Cao Mi to call Wei Tu so affectionately? He's not very discerning!"

"Do you want to burn up Wei Tu's cold stove?"

In the main hall of Dijian Mountain, a group of Nascent Soul Ancestors who were watching the battle were sitting in the hall. Their spiritual consciousness glanced at Cao Mi who came in from the door and was chatting happily with Wei Tu. There was a hint of joking on the corner of his mouth. color.

As the saying goes.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

Normally, they wouldn't mind making friends with Wei Tu, a new Nascent Soul talent, to expand their network of contacts.

But now, Shengyashan has made it clear that it does not intend to make things easier for Wei Tu.

Even, he wanted Wei Tu to pay the price with blood.

They can tell the difference between Shengyashan and Weitu, and stand in a good team.

Consider this -

Today, Cao Mi and others who are still friends with Wei Tu are undoubtedly fools who buck the trend.

However, this scene.

Cao Mi didn't pay attention. She looked calm and continued to talk to Wei Tu with a slight smile on her lips.

"These people are all short-sighted. Brother Wei Dao, don't worry about it..." Cao Mi said in a message.

Hearing this, Wei Tu was noncommittal, shook his head, smiled, and ignored the topic.

After all, if Cao Mi didn't know his true realm, it remains to be seen whether he would still be like this at this moment.

Not long after, Wei Tu was led by Cao Mi and sat on a seat close to Cao Mi.

Half a day later.

The cultivators from Shengya Mountain who came from a long distance also rushed to the gate of Dijian Mountain.

Different from their attitude towards Wei Tu, after sensing the cultivators in Shengya Mountain, these Yuanying Ancestors all smiled and flew forward to greet them.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, after today's battle, I wonder if you can go to my teahouse and sit down."

"I have just made a batch of fine spiritual tea recently, and I am waiting for fellow Taoist Situ to taste it."

Words of compliment soon reached Wei Tu's ears from outside the palace.

The next moment, Situ Yang, who had been defeated by Wei Tu, appeared at the entrance of the palace, and his sharp eyes instantly met Wei Tu's.

"Weitu!"

Situ Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and softly read these two words.

At this moment, although he was greatly benefited from the praise from the cultivators around him, he knew his own affairs, and he still respected Wei Tu... a lot.

Two years ago, his master Lian Shourang returned to the sect and informed him of Wei Tu's realm, and pointed out one thing: if he were not a Nascent Soul monk of Shengya Mountain, this battle would be defeated.

There is no other reason. Without Shengyashan's efforts to cultivate him, it would be difficult for him to catch up with Wei Tu in a short period of time, and then maintain the same level as Wei Tu at this moment.

On some level.

He...will be defeated without force!

He did not defeat Wei Tu by relying on his personal strength, but defeated Wei Tu by relying on his own background.

This is difficult for him, a proud and arrogant person, to accept.

"But...background is also part of strength."

Situ Yang's heart immediately rang with the words that Master Lian Shourang said when he comforted him before he left Shengya Mountain.

Thinking of this, Situ Yang's eyes quickly hardened again.

After all, it was not his fault that he was born in Shengya Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, now that Friend Daoist Wei has arrived, you and I can go to the place of fighting!"

After losing sight of Wei Tu, Situ Yang turned to look at Mo Laogui behind him and said in an indifferent tone.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, you have just arrived at Dijian Mountain...and you haven't rested yet. You are tired from traveling and traveling, and your magic power will inevitably be somewhat damaged..."

Mo Laogui persuaded him.

Although he didn't think that the master disciple of Shengya Mountain would lose to Wei Tu, the Han Su Yuanying, it was always good to give Situ Yang as much hope of victory as possible.

"If I can't win within a hundred moves, I will have lost the face of Shengya Mountain."

Situ Yang waved his hand to refuse and said calmly.

One hundred moves is his bottom line.

If he couldn't defeat Wei Tu within a hundred moves, then he and Wei Tu would be almost tied.

And a tie is a result that everyone on Shengya Mountain cannot accept no matter what.

Nowadays, no matter how hard he travels, he doesn't even have the mana to make a hundred moves.

After hearing this, Mo Laogui couldn't refute him. He thought about it and agreed to Situ Yang, and stepped forward to lead the way.

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Half a day later.

In the back mountain of Dijian Mountain, there is a martial arts training ground.

Wei Tu and Situ Yang were suspended in the air, hundreds of feet apart, facing each other from a distance.

Surrounding them were a group of Nascent Soul Ancestors who came to watch the battle, about a dozen of them.

"Wei Tu, I think Zhao Yu'e also told you that as long as you admit defeat as soon as possible during the fight, I will try my best to keep my hand..."

"I can guarantee you this."

"As long as you shout out the word begging for mercy, I will stop immediately and will never take advantage of the victory to worsen your injuries."

In full view of everyone, Situ Yang paused, glanced at Wei Tu, and then said this.

The words fell.

Nearby, the monks watching the battle soon started to sound, praising Situ Yang with their kind words.

"Fellow Daoist Situ is worthy of being a master disciple of Shengya Mountain. He indeed has the style of an ancient gentleman."

"If there are some narrow-minded villains, I am afraid that when Wei Tu won for the first time, they would secretly form a secret alliance with the dead soldiers and strangle him in the cradle."

"It is simply impossible to sit back and watch him break through to the Nascent Soul realm."

"Ancient gentleman?" Wei Tu raised his eyebrows when he heard this and looked at Situ Yang seriously.

He admitted that Situ Yang's character was pretty good and he had no bad reputation in Shengya Mountain.

Belongs to a good second generation fairy.

But...compared with the "ancient gentleman", he is not quite worthy.

This time, if he hadn't used his power to suppress others and forced the Shengya Zhao family to treat Zhao Qingluo harshly, which aroused a certain amount of public opinion...then he would not have called Shengya Mountain to accept this fight.

If Situ Yang was really like an ancient gentleman, I am afraid that he would have given up asking him to fight again after seeing him refuse the war for the first time, instead of trying every means to force him to accept this challenge.

(End of this chapter)