Shenfu Danzun

Chapter 822 Garan Realm

Phaseless elixir, the most powerful existence of this kind of elixir, the medicinal power even exceeds that of many mysterious elixirs. This kind of existence that is against the sky, but Zhang Kun paid a very heavy price to complete the so-called golden elixir realm. The most difficult task among them is to kill a full ten rebels to get the pill from Jingyu. The value of this pill is beyond everyone's imagination, including Zhang Kun!
So much so that Taoist Qingya's eyes widened the moment he saw the Wuxiang elixir, he was so shocked that there was nothing to add!

Even though Taoist Qingya calmed down overnight, he still couldn't hold back his excitement early in the morning and went directly to Zhang Kun.

Zhang Kun glanced at Taoist Qingya indifferently in front of him, and said with a smile: "Senior Qingya has good eyesight, that elixir is really extraordinary."

"But this is my family's secret recipe. According to the ancestral precepts, it must not be passed on to the outside world. Please forgive me."

Zhang Kun smiled and refused.

Qing Ya still didn't give up, she shook her teeth, took out a green paper book, handed it to Zhang Kun and said.

"Little friend Zhang Kun, this is the Qingya Book, the secret book of alchemy that I have exhausted my whole life to create!"

Taoist Qingya said: "With this cheat book, I think that with the talent of Zhang Kun, you should be able to reach the realm of the great alchemist very soon. At that time, no matter it is in the Hanzhang realm or in the Jialan realm, the alchemist association will be able to Inviting you to be a guest in the past, you can still enjoy the glory and wealth, surrounded by countless beauties."

What Taoist Qingya said was very tempting, but unfortunately for Zhang Kun, these things were not a problem at all.

"I can also personally guide you to enter the realm of great alchemist." Seeing Zhang Kun's indifferent face, Taoist Qingya continued.

Zhang Kun hesitated for a moment, Jingyu Dandian hadn't looked for alchemy master again for a long time, and now Zhang Kun happened to be at the peak level of the alchemist's ninth rank, only a thin line away from the realm of the great alchemist, and now He has a lot of doubts and things he doesn't understand, if someone can give some pointers, I believe he will be promoted to a great alchemist soon!
But compared with the Wuxiang elixir, all this is insignificant, but Zhang Kun said with a faint smile.

"Senior Qingya, this kind of elixir really cannot be spread, but you can take a look at this."

Zhang Kun said with a smile, and took out a page of pale yellow talisman paper from his sleeve.

"Ok?"

Taoist Qingya was immediately attracted by the pill in Zhang Kun's hands.

Although this kind of elixir is not as miraculous as the Wuxiang elixir, it is also a good elixir produced by Jingyu, especially this kind of elixir does not exist in the Dayan world, and Taoist Qingya saw it for a while. Fascinated.

Zhang Kun smiled lightly, this kind of elixir is actually just a panacea grade in essence, but it is a bit special, and it is an unknown thing to Taoist Qingya, which makes Qingya feel like a treasure !

"Good good!"

Taoist Qingya immediately applauded repeatedly, and said to Zhang Kun: "Young friend Zhang Kun, everything I said before is still valid, you can come to me at any time, and I will carefully teach you to break through to the realm of a great alchemist!"

Zhang Kun nodded, and exchanged Taoist Qingya for a period of time with a kind of panacea formula, no matter how you think about it, it will be profitable.

Taoist Qingya left Zhang Kun's room excitedly with that pill, he couldn't wait to refine this pill!
In the next few days, Zhang Kun would often ask Taoist Qingya about things on the Dao of Alchemy. Before he knew it, the ark of the Fusang Chamber of Commerce was about to reach the Jialan Realm.

a few days later.

Jialan Realm is located in the southern part of Dayan Realm, with beautiful mountains and beautiful waters, and the heaven and earth are full of vitality. It is a treasure land for cultivation, but in this realm, there is no sect.

Most of the monks practicing here are Buddhist practitioners. Whether it is a city or a wilderness, you can see temples and countless devout believers everywhere.

For decades, the Jialan Land has been like spring all year round, but this year it is uncharacteristically, as soon as winter comes, it is snowing all over the sky, and the noise is non-stop for several days. Ordinary people stay behind closed doors, and even fewer monks come out for activities.

In the depths of the snowy night, a small temple located deep in the mountains lit up the only light in the cold night, and sparks flickered in the cold wind.

A figure wrapped in a black cloak walked slowly in the wind and snow, and finally stopped in front of the temple.

creak.

The old lacquered mahogany door was opened, revealing a naked head.

The little novice monk in a gray cotton coat was startled when he saw a black figure standing in the wind and snow, and took a few steps back. Seeing that the black figure did not move, he boldly stepped forward and asked, "Benefactor, what is your name?" Do you want to stay overnight?"

The man in black took off his hood, revealing a pale young face, nodded and said, "Thank you, little master."

"Benefactor, come in first, it looks like the heavy snow will last for another night." Seeing a thin young man, the little novice could not help but let out a sigh and let him in.

This young man is none other than Zhang Kun. After he arrived at the Garan Realm, the injuries in his body became more and more uncontrollable. After all, he still couldn't trust these people, so he declined the invitation of Luo Ting and others to go with him. leave alone.

Although Luo Qingcai was a bit reluctant, but Zhang Kun came to Jialan Realm with his own plans, and it was inconvenient to stay with people from the Fusang Chamber of Commerce.

After Zhang Kun walked into the gate, he found that there was an enchantment in the temple. It was freezing outside, but he felt warm and comfortable as soon as he entered the gate.

"Almsgiver, the wing room is already full of those villagers, so I can only wrong you to spend the night in the little monk's room." The little novice turned his head and said, holding a lamp to lead the way.

"It's okay, your temple is willing to take me in, I am already very grateful, but I didn't expect the incense to be so prosperous in your temple." Zhang Kun shook his head, looking at the brightly lit hall and said.

Logically speaking, this kind of temple in the deep mountains and wild forests should have a decline in incense. I didn't expect that there would be so many pilgrims staying overnight in this temple.

"Benefactor, you misunderstood."

Suddenly a voice came from the main hall, and a haggard old monk came over.

"Master." The little novice clasped his hands together.

"These villagers staying in the temple are actually homeless people. In the past few days, the mountains have been covered by heavy snow, and the wolves descended to search for food and attacked their villages. These are the survivors who escaped."

The old monk showed grief and whispered a Buddha's name.

"So that's the case." Zhang Kun nodded. Indeed, when he came, he saw an abandoned village, which seemed to be attacked by some wild beast.

"It's getting late, little stone, take the benefactor to rest. The poor monk will continue to pray for the dead." After saying that, the old monk turned and entered the hall.

(End of this chapter)