The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?

Qi Yuan was a little disappointed when he didn't get the answer he wanted.

"Can I ask how many great masters there are in Canglan Realm?" Qi Yuan looked at the woman in white expectantly.

It's not easy to meet someone who is qualified to be his white moonlight, so he can't take advantage of her!

The woman in white said solemnly: "Maybe there is, maybe there is not.

Facing the catastrophe, even the Great Master dared to hide from the world.

What is the difference between yes and no? "

She is not optimistic about the future of Canglan Realm. Only by leaving Canglan Realm and following that path can she have a chance of survival.

"Your Majesty, why don't you come with me and leave this place of strife?" the woman in white advised again.

Because that road is full of dangers, it would be difficult for her to walk alone.

Qi Yuan smiled and said nothing, which represented his attitude.

The woman in white couldn't help but sigh: "Even the Great Lord dares to turn a blind eye in the face of a catastrophe. Your Excellency...sigh."

"Is the catastrophe so terrifying?" Qi Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"The catastrophe itself is a great terror, and what's even more terrifying is..." The woman in white looked up at the sky, looking at the stars, "There are immortal gods on his head."

The woman in white has been in Canglan Realm for nearly ten thousand years. Although she has never seen the Great Master, she is vaguely aware that there is definitely a Great Master dormant in Canglan Realm.

But in the face of the catastrophe, these great lords were indifferent and acted like a coward.

Firstly, he was afraid of a great catastrophe; secondly, he was afraid of the immortals who would lead to a great catastrophe.

Otherwise, when the gods come down to earth, how can the Canglan Realm resist?

Qi Yuan also looked up at the stars in the sky. He glanced at the moon and his thoughts changed.

I felt inexplicably melancholy, and my eyes suddenly brightened again.

"Boss, since you are leaving Canglan Realm, are there any unwanted items that you can clear out and sell in a big sale?"

Qi Yuan looked at the woman in white expectantly.

This is a sinister boss.

The boss’s background is extremely deep.

Worth ten thousand broken wolves!

No, Po Lang is nothing. Sure enough, there is no wrong name in this world. Po Lang is just scrap metal. How can he compare with Yin Shen?

The woman in white was stunned for a moment. She looked at Qi Yuan: "They are all worthless things and may be of no use to you."

"I'm not picky about food." Qi Yuan rolled up his sleeves and showed off his muscles, "I eat everything. I grow strong. I look thin when I wear clothes, but I look fat when I take off my clothes."

The woman in white was completely speechless. She thought for a long time and finally waved her jade hand.

A piece of jade fell into Qi Yuan's hand.

"Meeting is fate. Take this jade with you, go to the far north, find an inn at random, and show it to the innkeeper.

You just need to put forward your request, and the shopkeepers will try their best to fulfill it.

If you have some free time, fellow Taoist, please take care of my mountain gate..." The woman in white sighed softly.

Compared with surviving, staying in the sect for nearly ten thousand years is really nothing.

She was just thinking about a little bit of incense.

Anyway, after she leaves, there will definitely be other forces coveting her sect, so it would be better to just give it to the Blood-clothed Sword God.

Qi Yuan glanced at Yu Jue and smiled brightly: "Short of hands to take advantage of, soft-mouthed to eat, I will take care of you!"

Qi Yuan couldn't imagine if a Yin God had eaten all his secrets.

"Fellow Taoist, see you again when we are destined." After the woman in white finished speaking, her figure slowly disappeared beside the lake.

Qi Yuan looked at the lake in front of him with clear eyes: "It is indeed difficult to deal with a catastrophe that even the Great Master dare not face.

The most important thing is, according to what the big boss just said, he can shake people, and he is also a god in the sky!

A bunch of gods and gods gathered around and beat me for a small golden elixir? "

A picture immediately appeared in Qi Yuan's mind.

He has a golden elixir and can fight against the gods all over the sky!

"It seems like one star isn't enough, right?"

"No, I have to find a way to shake people or shake stars, whichever shakes harder and stronger!"

…

Returning to Chuang Kingdom, Qi Yuan fell on the city wall.

A map of the Mo Luo military camp has appeared in Qi Yuan's hands.

He looked at the few people and couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, the boss is so generous. Before running away, he didn't forget to hand over the sect's property to me."

Qi Yuan said, looking at Jiang Ya specifically.

It seems to suggest that you should be more generous.

Jiang Ya was slightly stunned: "What kind of boss?"

The blood-clothed sword god has a Yin-god-level background. How strong can he be called a boss?

Yin Shen?

"A Yin God." Qi Yuan didn't hide it, and that person didn't let him hide it either. "She said that a catastrophe was coming, and she was going to run away and leave here."

"Run away?" Zhenjun Dazhi's expression was rare and stern, "If you can't run away, do you really think that you can avoid the catastrophe by leaving the Canglan Realm?"

"Oh? What's the explanation?" Qi Yuan looked at True Lord Dazhi.

"Based on my many years of observation, I discovered a terrifying fact." Zhenjun Dazhi's face was heavy.

Qi Yuan's heartstrings also tightened.

The rest of the people present also looked at True Lord Dazhi, curious in their hearts.

Although True Lord Dazhi is a strange person, he is truly the pride of heaven. Otherwise, Old Man Wutian would not want to accept him as his disciple.

Everyone looked at True Lord Dazhi, only to see him with a solemn expression and opened his mouth: "The spiritual energy is poisonous!"

Jiang Ya was slightly stunned.

Xu Tongchen was confused.

“After my observation, everyone who uses spiritual energy to practice will eventually die.

It can be seen that spiritual energy is poisonous! "Dazhi Zhenjun said in a deep voice.

Jiang Ya couldn't help but retort: ​​"Cultivate to the realm of a great master, and your life span will be almost unlimited, and your life span will be the same as that of heaven and earth.

The Great Master also uses spiritual energy to practice, so why didn’t he see them return to their old age? "

"Have you ever seen the living Great Master?" True Monarch Dazhi said faintly.

Jiang Ya choked up for a moment: "...I haven't seen it, and I haven't seen Yang Shen. Could it be said that Yang God doesn't exist?"

Lord Dazhi looked up at the stars in the sky: "Who knows whether they exist or not?"

Qi Principle was shocked in his heart.

He didn't know whether it was true or not that spiritual energy was poisonous.

But there is something really wrong with Canglan Realm's technique.

After practicing, it will become material.

This great wise king is truly a great talent!

Suddenly, Qi Yuan thought of Lan Xing.

Everyone on the Blue Star who has breathed oxygen is dead?

Doesn’t it mean that...oxygen is poisonous?

"The great catastrophe is approaching and all living beings will wither away. Escape will not solve the problem." said the True Lord Dazhi.

"I support Lord Dazhi's statement. When I become stronger, I must sneak into Dajie's lair and chop off his head with a knife!" Qi Yuan said seriously.

Lord Dazhi's eyes lit up: "Senior, can you take me with you? I also want to see the dog head of Da Jie!"

Qi Yuan thought: "I happen to be short of a suona player. When I chop off the head of the great calamity dog, you can help me play it!"

"Okay!" True Lord Dazhi nodded vigorously.

Jiang Ya was speechless.

These two people...are really capable.

Without the great master's strength, who would dare to face the great calamity?

There are only a few hundred years before the great catastrophe, and no matter how talented the Blood-clothed Sword God is, he will never step into the Great Master.

"Let's kill Mo Luo!" Qi Yuan said.

"Senior, I will play the suona for you now. Get used to it first!"

"Senior, I'm coming too, okay?" Xu Tongchen said weakly.

His master's job is about to be taken away!

He felt a sense of crisis and had to join in.

"Okay, no problem." Qi Yuan was very happy. He looked at Jiang Ya and said, "Would you like to come too? I need a cheerleader!"

Jiang Ya shook her head violently.

No need to!

…

Five days later, in the dark valley, the wind roared.

In the valley, giant beasts four to five meters tall were sleeping.

The dark scales reflect the subtle light, which is particularly penetrating in the silent night.

These Maras are all sleeping.

If Qi Yuan came here and saw the scene in front of him, he would have to praise them for not snoring even in their sleep.

At this time, in a cave.

Five terrifying figures appeared. The auras emanating from their bodies seemed to be incompatible with the surrounding environment, and they were vaguely repulsed by heaven and earth.

However, there is a lack of heavenly law in this world, so the rejection is not that serious.

"The Canglan Realm has betrayed its trust and allowed the monks of the Zi Mansion to end up slaughtering my people at will. It is really abominable!"

"Who will take action to capture that Zi Mansion cultivator?"

"Why don't the five of us take action together? After all, they were the ones who betrayed their trust first!"

"Okay, after we kill that Zi Mansion and pacify the Moon Moon Continent, we might as well attack the Canglan Realm!" A powerful man from the Zi Mansion was eager to give it a try.

After all, in their eyes, Canglan Realm is much more powerful than Wangyue Continent.

In such a world, there are more resources.

"Don't even think about this matter..." a senior Zifu said, "The water in Canglan Realm is very deep. Even the Yinshen Lord is cautious about entering it, let alone us."

This senior Zifu has a Yin God among his ancestors, and he has the highest status among the five Zifus.

"Well, Canglan Realm doesn't want to think about it anymore. Kill that Zifu monk first!"

"I heard that the Zifu monk has a high level of cultivation. Should we take a long-term approach?"

"One late-stage Zifu and four middle-stage Zifu, are you afraid of him?"

The five Zifu present chatted for a while, reached an agreement, and were about to leave the mountain.

However, at this moment, a thick voice came.

“I’ve been reading a lot of story books in Moon Moon Continent recently, especially the story about the faceless sword god slaying evil spirits from outside the territory.

I am thinking, if the Faceless Sword God does not grow up, and the evil spirits from outside the territory take direct action, will the Faceless Sword God be defeated? "

The earth split into two halves, and a Moluo tribesman, who was as fat as a mountain of flesh, emerged from the ground.

It has a lot of fat and looks loose, but the scales on its back are densely packed, giving it an indestructible feel.

When they saw the person coming, the five people present showed awe.

"Meet Venerable Mohui!"

The visitor turned out to be a Yin God from the Mo Luo clan, Venerable Mo Hui.

Venerable Mohui has a bloated figure that makes people feel sick just by looking at him.

At this time, its eyes were full of smiles: "I have been bored recently, so I will accompany you to see the so-called bloody-robed sword god."

It's thirsty, hungry, and ready to go out for some snacks.

"Why does the Venerable need to take action?" the Moluo clan from the late Zi Mansion said, "We can capture the Blood-clothed Sword God and present it to the Venerable!"

Venerable Mohui narrowed his eyes and smiled: "According to the latest script I read, you hunt down the Blood-clothed Sword God, maybe to give him experience.

But I am different. I personally took action to kill his opportunity to grow. "

Lord Mohui said casually.

He just had an excuse to go out.

"But Venerable...the blockade of the Yue Dynasty..." the late-stage cultivator from the Purple Mansion said hesitantly.

"It's okay. As long as my elder brother is here, the people of the Yue Dynasty...can't leave." Venerable Mohui said firmly, "When the Yue Dynasty is overthrown, it's time for Wangyue Continent to change its name."

Seeing this, several Zifu officials stopped trying to persuade him.

…

The bloody sword streaked across the sky.

Accompanied by bleak and chilling sounds.

Countless blood energy and sword light were flying.

I saw countless Moluo tribesmen being killed by sword light in the camp of the Moluo army.

The continuous military camps were smashed to pieces by a sword.

Under this sword, no matter whether it is the Qi-building foundation or the Yuan Dan Divine Infant, there is no possibility of survival.

Qi Yuan's Sword, all living beings are equal.

He looked at the devastated continent with gentle eyes.

The original battlefield was suddenly covered with green mountains and green waters.

The suona sounds are also harder and more impassioned.

Qi Yuan looked at the dozens of suona players behind him with a look of regret in his eyes: "It would be great if you were all Zifu."

Zifu plays the suona, and the pomp is higher.

And the ones behind him who played the suona the most and were the strongest were just divine infants, and there were only a few of them.

The rest are mostly monks in the second or third realm.

Zhao Ci, who broke into the country, was among them.

Qi Yuan took action to save Chuang Guo, but Zhao Ci had no repayment, so he joined the suona-playing camp.

Later, as he took action more frequently, there were more people in the Suona camp.

Of course, Qi Yuan also controlled the quantity to a certain amount, otherwise it would affect his journey.

Jiang Ya stood aside with a complicated expression.

Those people were all playing suona, but she was the only one not playing, which was quite embarrassing.

Now, she felt very strange in her heart.

If True Lord Dazhi joined the suona-playing camp, she could barely understand it.

Later, when I went to other countries, the Blood-clothed Sword God just mentioned it casually. As a result, both common people and princes and nobles from those countries actively signed up to join the Blood-clothed Sword God's band.

It seems that joining the band is a lifelong honor.

She wanted to say this to a great emperor who was playing in the orchestra.

Are you leaving the emperor alone to join the band?

She couldn't understand.

After just a few glances at the emperor of the great country, she could tell that he was a strategic master with great ambitions.

Is this the result?

"Senior, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into them? Even the emperor came to play the suona for you." During this time, Jiang Ya also figured out Qi Yuan's character, so she spoke more boldly.

“Isn’t it normal for an emperor to play the suona?

I also saw the Carpenter Emperor.

I have also seen that in some countries, some comedians are the top leaders. "Qi Yuan said casually.

Now, there is only less than half a month left before he can fully regain control of the way of heaven.

He is getting closer and closer to the Yue Dynasty.

Instead, he felt a sense of cowardice in his hometown.

At this moment, Zhao Ci from the Suona team stood up with a respectful look on his face: "Senior, there is an envoy from our Faceless God Cult who wants to see senior and says he has something urgent to tell you."

Qi Yuan heard this.

His biggest fan?

"Let him come over." Qi Yuan has always been enthusiastic about fans.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a black embroidered robe appeared. He glanced at the blood-clothed sword god, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "I've seen my senior!"

"Oh, what do you want from me?"

“Senior, according to the news we from the Faceless God Sect have received, the Mo Luo clan has noticed our senior and will send five monks from the fifth realm to besiege our senior.

Seniors are also asked to leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise they may be left here. " said the envoy of the Faceless God Cult.

At the same time, he was very curious in his heart.

For some reason, seeing the blood-clothed sword god, a man from a foreign land, he felt an indescribable feeling of intimacy in his heart.

This was something he had never done before.

"What about the five Zifus?" Qi Yuan looked helpless, "Why can't the techniques from other worlds work?"

Otherwise, these five Zifus would be the five Baiyueguangs.

The kind that he really wants to kill.

Qi Yuan reflected.

He felt that in the future, Bai Yueguang's standards would need to be increased by being from the Canglan Realm.

"Senior, please hide your identity. We, the Church of the Faceless God, will send you to the Moon Dynasty through a special channel!" the envoy said in a deep voice.

Escorting the Blood-clothed Sword God to the Moon Dynasty, their external members of the Faceless God Sect will be used as bait, and the sacrifices may be heavy.

The envoy knows that all the members of the Faceless Cult are not afraid of death and are willing to fight for the Moon Continent!

"I will go to the Yue Dynasty, so I don't need you to escort me." Qi Yuan did not take the five Zifu seriously.

When the angel heard this, he felt uneasy.

Is this senior unwilling to follow him?

He was anxious and wanted to persuade him.

But he saw the blood-clothed sword god raised his head, looked at the sky, and said slowly: "It's too late to leave now, because...their people are coming."

Qi Yuan has already sensed the arrival of the strong men from the Moluo clan.

It's a pity that none of them are Bai Yueguang who can send the skills, and Qi Yuan's interest is wan.

The bloody sword behind him made a sword sound as if sensing the arrival of a powerful enemy.

The angel's face suddenly turned pale: "So soon, it's over."

Five monks in the fifth realm, what can the bloody-robed sword god do to stop them?

Everyone on the field may die here.

However, at this moment, a thick voice sounded like thunder, and the color on the divine envoy's face disappeared.

Because...he saw a Yin God!

The legendary god!

"Jie Jie Jie, luckily I'm here, otherwise all five of you would have to give him experience.

This person, at first glance, is not an ordinary late-stage Zifu person! "

The fifteen-meter-tall Master Mohui appeared and looked at Qi Yuan condescendingly, with a playful look on his face, like a cat looking at a mouse.

The five former Zifus looked at Qi Yuan with awe in their hearts.

They followed Lord Mohui like little followers.

At this time, everyone on the field felt inexplicably fearful in their hearts when they saw Venerable Mohui.

That is the instinct of weak creatures when they see powerful creatures.

Especially the divine envoy, whose face was completely drained of color.

The Yin God took action, and the Blood-clothed Sword God had no chance of going to the Moon Dynasty.

At this time, Qi Yuan also looked at the Yin God with helpless eyes: "You, the Yin God, bullied me, a little cultivator of Jindan, you are too thick-skinned!"

"What an interesting human being, the first thought when seeing this deity is not to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Could it be that you really...have something wrong with your head? "

"You are the only one with brain problems, and your whole family has brain problems!" Qi Yuan couldn't bear it anymore.

If Yin Shen scolds him, he must scold him back.

Lord Mohui was not angry and still looked at Qi Yuan with interest.

The five Zifus around it couldn't help but say: "If you offend the gods, you will be punished!"

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, accept your death!"

Not far away, Jiang Ya looked at this scene with shock and curiosity in her eyes. She wanted to know what the bloody-robed sword god's trump card was.

At this time, Qi Yuan shrugged helplessly and snapped his fingers: "Play music, play joy."

This time, no mourning music can be played.

Lord Dazhi behind him picked up the suona and started playing.

Those people in the Moon Watching Continent behind them seemed not to be afraid of the pressure of the gods. Under the gaze of the gods, a piece of music with a cheerful tone and some nondescript music sounded.

Jiang Ya next to her was silent.

Facing the Yin God...still playing music.

This blood-clothed sword god is indeed very human!

No, those monks of the second and third realms who play music are also very human!

After all, who would dare to challenge a god like this?

If it were Zi Mansion, I wouldn't dare.

And these people did it!

She is confused!