Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 773
Looking at the old man who appeared, Wen Tian suddenly shrank his eyes, but for some reason, he had a strange feeling that he seemed to know the old man in front of him.

Even though it was the first time we met, it seemed like deja vu. This feeling was strange, but it happened to him.

"I don't know who the senior is?" He looked relieved, and then asked, clasping his hands. The other party's ability to live in seclusion in the depths of this panacea probably has a lot of background, maybe some old people.

"I don't know how easy it is for you to use the old man's tripod?" The old man walked slowly, and at this moment he raised his head, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

"Eh?" Hearing this, Wentian was taken aback, as if he was puzzled.

However, at the next moment, he didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes suddenly widened, showing an unbelievable expression: "Senior... Could it be you?"

He has only one vessel now, and that is the black and white cauldron. In this way, isn't the other party...

Thinking of this, he was terrified, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

"Hehe! It seems that you guessed it, that's right! The old lady called Danxin." The old man laughed, his face full of wrinkles.

"Boom!" Although he had already guessed in his heart, but now that he heard it with his own ears, Wentian still felt a thunderbolt in his mind.

Not to mention him, even his ancestor Gu Yun showed a panic like seeing a ghost.

"You are Patriarch Danxin..." Master Gu Yun turned pale with shock.

Because of the name of Danxin, in Leiyunzong, besides the immortal ancestor, he is another legend.

He is the master of the fifth generation of Spirit Pill Peak, and also the most outstanding alchemist genius of Thunder Cloud Sect for countless years. It is rumored that his life has been rough, but he thrived at the end of the road, so he is considered a late bloomer.

Whether it is Leiyunzong or Tianyunhai, there are all kinds of legends about him.

"How is it possible? It is rumored that Senior Danxin has already sat down?" Wentian lost his voice, his eyes shot out a terrifying light.

Because until now, he still can't believe that the dying old man in front of him is the most talented alchemy wizard in the history of Leiyunzong, the old man Danxin.

"Hehe! In the eyes of the world, the old man is indeed dead. Even in the entire Thunder Cloud Sect, there are no more than one handful of people who know that the old man is still alive."

"The reason why this old man has survived until now is that there is still one thing on his mind." The old man said with a kind face.

"Hiss..." Wentian and the two couldn't help gasping for air, as if they were trying to calm themselves down.

Especially Patriarch Guyun, his face was red and his ears were red, his heart was extremely excited.

He lives in seclusion in this valley, and has always thought that the old man in front of him is also an abandoned or abandoned person, but he did not expect to be the rumored old man with a heart.

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

Especially Wentian, he had many questions in his mind to ask the old man in front of him, because some inexplicable memory fragments appeared in his mind when the Heaven Suppressing Earth Pagoda merged with the black and white cauldron.

He vaguely guessed in his heart that it came from some memories of the old man in front of him, and because of this, he was puzzled.

Time passed, and soon the mist rose in the east, the sky was white, and a scorching sun seemed to be born.

Today's valley looks very quiet. In front of two wooden houses, one new and one old, an old man with white hair and wrinkled face sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

There were two people standing not far away, it was Wentian and his master Guyun.

"Little guy, can you borrow the cauldron?" The old man didn't speak, but his voice resounded strangely throughout the valley.

Wentian's expression changed without the slightest hesitation, a black and white brilliance flashed, and a black and white tripod appeared in his palm.

"Senior please!"

"Black and white are distinct, it seems that yin and yang are blended and separated, you really don't insult this tripod, but you're right, this tripod belongs to you." The old man murmured, with a sigh in his words.

In an instant, Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and he faintly noticed that the old man in front of him seemed to know something.

"哐!" As soon as the black and white cauldron came out, it seemed to sense the breath of the old man. It hummed continuously, as if excited. In an instant, it turned into a big tripod that embraced three people.

Seeing this, the last trace of doubt in Wentian's heart was finally completely dispelled.

That's right!The old man in front of him is definitely loyal, otherwise, how could such emotions spread from the black and white cauldron.

"Little guy, you can see clearly! This is the last alchemy for this old man!" After saying that, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, Wentian held his breath and concentrated. He waved his sleeves and sat cross-legged on the ground in an instant. His left eye was blue, his right eye was red, and his yin and yang pupils were opened.

In his yin and yang pupils, he saw many traces, which were traces of alchemy, one of the three thousand ways.

I saw these traces of alchemy, they continued to intersect, gradually forming a net, and in the center, a small light spot faintly appeared.

"Om!" Suddenly, this small spot of light burst into bright light, his vision was bright, and when he came back to his senses, a burst of extremely rich Danxiang came to his nostrils.

Suddenly, there was a shock in his mind.

"That's it?" I saw a purple pill covered with mysterious runes, suspended in the void like this, as if it contained life.

However, what shocked him the most was that the sky here had darkened, and in the distant starry sky, many stars were shining brightly, and the silver moon was already hanging high in the night sky.

"Hiss..." It seemed like a moment, but a day passed.

"Submit it!" The old man's voice sounded.

Immediately, with a flick of his withered finger, the purple pill turned into a beam of light and rushed out.

Guyun swallowed it before he regained consciousness. In an instant, his expression changed drastically, and then his whole body glowed with purple light.

At the same time, he felt that the damaged meridians in his body were being repaired at an astonishing speed. What's more, he felt that his physical body was constantly being strengthened.

That is a metamorphosis!
Noticing this astonishing change, he was ecstatic in his heart, without thinking too much, he quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

Wentian clearly felt that the vitality of his master Gu Yun was becoming more and more vigorous. Not only that, but also the power of immortality was contained in his body, and his aura began to rise steadily.

He was ecstatic: "Could it be that this is the so-called divine pill? If other undead fruits are refined into pills, then..."

Thinking of this, he was short of breath.

He suddenly turned his head and set his eyes on the old man Danxin excitedly, but...

"Senior...what's the matter with you?" He yelled out loud.

I saw that the lower body of the old man began to petrify, and the vitality dissipated from his body, but the smile remained on his face.

Obviously, this is a sign of sitting down.

"The old man's life is over, and I am satisfied to see you. What can you comprehend from the method of alchemy just now?" Although his body continued to petrify, the old man still smiled, looking at Wentian with kind eyes.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Wentian's mind flashed, as if he had caught something.

"Could it be...how is this possible?" His expression suddenly changed, and he cried out.

"The old man's real name is Fan Heng." The old man laughed.

In the next breath, his whole body completely turned into a stone statue.

(End of this chapter)