Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 521 In the spring rain, great power arrives

The weather is getting cold.

 The degree of coldness is beyond everyone’s imagination.

According to some monsters in Cangwu Mountain, this heavy snowfall that has lasted for four months can be called the worst in Cangwu Mountain in a thousand years!

 The snow was so deep that it had sunk three feet into the ground.

If you don’t use magic to walk on it, you can easily sink deep into the thick snow if you are not careful.

 Such heavy snow has seriously hindered the free movement of monsters on Cangwu Mountain.

It is said that Lord Youquan, the deputy master of the Duzhen Palace, has recently been preparing to activate the formation to reverse the celestial phenomena and force spring.

Luo Chen did not inquire too much about the situation in Cangwu Mountain.

 His recent attention has shifted from the natal magic weapon to the refining of the Transformation Pill.

  Dongfuzhong.

Luo Chen looked at the round gray cauldron standing on the ground, and expertly poured the medicinal materials into it one by one.

“Wandering to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures is only ninety-nine and eighty-one difficult.”

“I have failed eighty times so far. This eighty-first time, I am about to succeed!”

Luo Chen smiled, he had a hunch that he would succeed this time!

 It is different from usual times when refining the elixir of transformation, there will be many people watching.

 If there are too many failures, people’s interest will naturally decrease.

 Especially during this heavy snow season.

 With no one paying attention, Luo Chen's attention became more concentrated.

After putting the essence and blood containing the power of Tian Yezi's Nascent Soul into it, Luo Chen thought of the old man.

 Ever since he finished refining his natal magic weapon, the opponent's condition has become worse day by day.

Even with the elixir given by Youquan, it can extract the essence and blood more than eighty times. Not to mention the human cultivators, even the wild monsters known for their powerful energy and blood cannot withstand such a process.

“I’m afraid Tian Yezi won’t be able to hold on for long.”

“Getting started with these fourth-level elixirs didn’t cost me any achievement points, but it did consume eight hundred years of practice by a Nascent Soul monk.”

 “The price is not small!”

Luo Chen sighed.

 He thought that the next time he saw each other, he would bring some good food and drink to the old man.

Just recently, a third-order golden snowy owl gave him a large can of monkey wine. The aura is not pure, but the taste is very unique. Maybe Tian Yezi will like it.

 While his thoughts were flowing, the alchemy skills in Luo Chen's hands did not relax at all.

 Gradually, time passes slowly.

 Ten days later.

Luo Chen’s eyes narrowed, he turned his wrist and raised his empty hand.

In the round gray cauldron, a stream of light slowly rose.

With a flick of his sleeve, the brilliance dissipated, leaving only five golden pills the size of pearls floating in the air.

Each pill is so dazzling.

Even after looking at it for a long time, I seemed to be able to hear the sound of a baby crying.

Luo Chen shook his head suddenly and calmed down.

With a reach-out, he grabbed the five elixirs.

 “It is done.”

The fourth-level elixir was refined through leaps and bounds, but there was no excitement or ecstasy as imagined.

Some things are expected, and the surprise will fade away a lot.

And because this elixir contains the hard work of a senior human race, it is not even exciting.

 Finally, I felt a little uneasy when I thought that this stuff was given to monsters and beasts to transform themselves into human bodies in advance and use it to practice the exercises.

Luo Chen sighed, put away the Hunyuan Cauldron, turned around and left the cave.

 …

 After leaving the cave, Luo Chen paused.

Looking up at the sky, the goose-feather heavy snow is still falling as usual.

“According to the season, it should be spring anyway. Why doesn’t it stop snowing?”

 Luo Chen muttered, then took up the red cloud of condensed magic power and flew towards Duzhen Palace.

Arrived outside the palace, he notified the monster guarding the door, and then he waited quietly.

After a while, there was a voice asking him to come in.

"what's the matter?"

Luo Chen frowned, and Youquan's tone was a little impatient?

 He didn't hesitate much and immediately took out five golden pills from the storage ring.

"this…"

Looking at the five pills, Youquan was stunned for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something, and said with some uncertainty:

 “Transformation Pill?”

 “Well, fortunately, I succeeded in refining it.”

Luo Chen smiled slightly and handed four of the Transformation Pills to the other party's hands.

Youquan looked at the remaining one.

Luo Chen naturally held it in his hand, "There are five in a furnace. I want to keep one for research. I hope the master of the palace will grant it."

Youquan blinked his eyes, and his eyes finally stayed on the four Transformation Pills in his hand, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

 She thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.

 “Yes!”

 After delivering the elixir, there is nothing left to do.

Luo Chen planned to say goodbye and leave.

 Youquan stopped him.

In Luo Chen's doubts, she said naturally: "Recently, the Duzhen Palace will activate a large formation to disperse the heavy snow that has lasted for several months in Cangwu Mountain. While the formation is activated, please do not move around at will."

Luo Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

 Just right!

 He felt that he had been promoted to the third level of the Golden Core in the past few days, and he had no intention of going out.

Now that the first batch of Transformation Pills have been delivered, the Cangwu Mountain Demon Cultivator should not rush him in the short term.



 After Luo Chen leaves.

Youquan’s eyes fell on the four Transformation Pills, and his mood fluctuated.

“My Netherworld Crow bloodline is too thin, but it was created by a wisp of Crow breath intercepted by Yuanjun between life and death.”

“My thin bloodline meant that when I was promoted to the fourth level, although I successfully broke through the realm, I was unable to transform into a human form.”

“For five hundred years, my cultivation speed has been extremely slow. Even Xiao Qing has caught up with me, and my level has completely surpassed mine.”

“With this progress, I will definitely not be able to help Yuanjun’s plan in the future. No matter how well I manage Cangwu Mountain, I will slowly fall out of the team.”

“Now! With this Transformation Pill, maybe I have another chance to transform?”

 With his emotions ups and downs, Youquan has a little more hope for the future.

But now, we have to activate the Duzhen Palace Formation to get rid of this weird snowy weather.

 …

 The grand formation at Duzhen Hall was launched directly on the day Luo Chen delivered the Transformation Pill.

The surging earth vein spiritual energy was drawn out and spread in all directions with Duzhen Hall as the center.

 The dark clouds in the sky were dispersed, and the snow in the mountains began to melt.

 Snow is rolling down the hills and ravines.

The continuous drizzle also fell slowly in the cold spring weather.

 Snow melting is far colder than when it snows.

 But Luo Chen was completely unaware of this.

 In the warm cave, he lit a furnace of rough sandalwood that he had made over the years, and began a deep retreat.

 The "Tianhuang Nirvana Sutra" slowly started to move.

First, the fire magic power in the Qi Sea Golden Pill flows out, nourishing the meridians and acupoints, and then withdraws it. Luo Chen's body is like a black hole, beginning to swallow up the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him.

In the attribute panel, in the realm column, the entries are shining, giving a feeling of eagerness to try.

 【Realm: Golden elixir second level 99/100】

While Luo Chen was continuously running his natal skills, the surrounding spiritual energy began to continuously enter his body, and then was refined and purified, and then refined through the "Miscellaneous Dust Yuan Technique", and finally became contaminated with the soul and achieved magical power.

 The golden elixir rolled around and swallowed up the mana.

 The red golden elixir became fuller and rounder as a result.

 Time flows slowly.

 One day, two days, three days…

 Unknowingly, half a month passed in one go.

On this day, Luo Chen was shocked, and then slowly opened his eyes.

 There was no earth-shattering battle, and even the overflowing mana fluctuations, although a little restless and fiery, were within the normal range.

“Fake Heavenly Spiritual Roots are also Heavenly Spiritual Roots!”

"Such a natural breakthrough, like eating and drinking water, is the most relaxed and joyful time in my life." Luo Chen sighed with emotion, and became more and more aware of the benefits of the "Tianhuang Nirvana Sutra".

Even though it was just an interception of the Golden Elixir Chapter, its magic was far superior to any third-level technique he had ever seen!

With this practice, not to mention the speed of practice is extremely fast, and even the power of the magic power is no less than that of fellow practitioners of the Five Elements.

It is even said that the mana tempering method included in this set of exercises is by no means weaker than his self-created "Miscellaneous Dust Yuan Technique"!

  Couldn’t be more comprehensive!

 He deserves to be called the ancestor of fire magic!

 “If I can get a chapter on the Nascent Soul stage…”

Luo Chen pursed his dry lips, feeling a little restless in his heart.

 At this time.

 He suddenly frowned.

With a thought in his mind, the Hunyuan Cauldron appeared in front of him.

 Quiet, peaceful, and there is no magic under the dust.

 But when he fired a brand new mana and contaminated the Hunyuan Cauldron, he finally noticed something was wrong.

wind!

 There is a rumor!

In the center of the formation, which is the core of the natal magic weapon, there is a faint whistling of the wind.

Luo Chen's expression changed slightly. Why is there such strange signs for the natal magic weapon that has been completely refined?

If he hadn't just broken through the realm, his thoughts were active, and he was fully scanning himself with his spiritual consciousness, he almost didn't notice this slight movement.

 Suddenly!

Luo Chen stood up suddenly, holding the shrunken small cauldron in his hand, wrapping it in his sleeves, closing the door of the cave and heading straight to Duzhen Hall.

 When we arrived at Duzhen Hall, there were monsters blocking the way.

“Lord Youquan has been in seclusion recently and doesn’t see outsiders.”

Luo Chen looked calm, "I don't see the Master of Youquan Palace. I'm going to the dungeon and the treasure house. It's time to pick up a batch of materials for refining the Transformation Pill."

 The monster yelled and got out of the way.

Luo Chen waved his sleeves and robe and strode into it.

 Behind him, there was mist, mist, mist, and cold spring weather.

In the mist, a woman in green clothes walked out of the empty hall and stood alone in the spring rain, with a look of confusion on her face.

 …

 Entering the dungeon again, Luo Chen did not go directly to the Cangwu Mountain Treasure House as usual.

 Instead, he walked straight towards the dungeon.

 When they reached the fourth underground floor, the huge size of the Thunder Prison God Peng once again blocked the way.

Seeing Luo Chen, the other person's stern face showed a hint of softness. He pulled the other person and chatted for a while before letting Luo Chen go in.

 Luo Chen’s heart is clear!

The other party is thinking about his thousand-year-old Lei Ying.

 Such rare materials are of great benefit to any monk.

 Especially those who practice Thunder Dao Kung Fu.

If Lei Yu gets this thing, he will be even more powerful than a tiger.

But the other party saw that Youquan paid too much attention to Luo Chen and did not dare to take it by force.

But Luo Chen couldn't bear to take out such a good thing as Millennium Leiying.

 He also plans to add a few copies to the Moon-breaking Wings when he has time in the future.

There is also Hunyuan Cauldron!

After the impurities have been completely digested, you can continue to add Qian Lei Ying.

The more of these things, the better. It will be of great benefit to breaking through the Nascent Soul stage in the future!

Thinking about all this, Luo Chen walked all the way. Under Han Zhan's gaze, he came to the door of Tianyezi.

 After eighty-one blood draws, the other party was already extremely weak.

Although he was still sitting there with his legs crossed, his aura exuded was like that of an old man with a candle blown in the wind, and he no longer had the demeanor of Yuanying Zhenren in the past.

 Aware of Luo Chen's gaze, Tian Yezi slowly opened his eyes.

“It should be half a month before the next blood draw, right?”

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "I need an explanation!"

Tian Yezi’s expression froze.

Then he raised his head with difficulty and looked into Luo Chen's eyes, with a hint of bitterness on the corner of his mouth.

 “I didn’t expect that you discovered it so quickly!”

Luo Chen frowned and asked, "That green breeze?"

"Um."

"I knew how you could be so kind. You said you wanted to leave the most perfect work before you die, but you took out the treasured Qingping Youfeng for no reason and took advantage of me. But the refined treasure, But it is a natal magic weapon that cannot be easily activated by the master. Tell me, what is the purpose? How can I solve the restriction of Qingping Youfeng so that I can activate the Hunyuan Cauldron as I wish?"

 Tian Yezi seemed a little embarrassed about these issues.

 For a moment, he remained silent, making the atmosphere in the dungeon quite silent.

After a long while, he spoke with difficulty: "Actually, the difficulty in controlling the Hunyuan Cauldron is not entirely the reason why I kept the secret hand. It is just like what I told you before, it has too many impurities..."

“Humph, why bother talking about him? I ask you, what is the purpose!”

 Faced with Luo Chen’s aggressiveness.

Tian Yezi sighed, "Why bother? It's just a backup plan I left behind for a chance of survival."

 “A glimmer of hope?” Luo Chen frowned.

Hunyuan Ding, Tian Yezi’s glimmer of hope?

 In an instant, there are thousands of thoughts in my mind, and my thoughts are rising and falling like waves.

 Hun Yuan Cauldron, Alchemy Cauldron, refining Transformation Pill, the material is Tian Yezi’s essence and blood containing the power of Yuanying, dozens of failures, dozens of contamination by Yuanying’s power, and Qingping Youfeng as a guide...

 Gradually, everything came together.

Luo Chen even thought of some of the anecdotes Duan Feng had mentioned in the past when he had exchanged his experience in forging weapons with him.

It is rumored that on top of magic weapons, magic weapons, and real weapons, there is also a type of treasure called spiritual treasures!

 What is Lingbao?

 The magic weapon that gave birth to the spirit of the weapon is the spiritual treasure!

 These weapon spirits are not as simple as adding the souls of monsters and monks to them.

  But it is the existence that is naturally derived from being used again and again at the most appropriate opportunity.

A magic weapon that can give birth to a weapon spirit must be of extremely high quality, and its own foundation must be strong enough. It is even said that it must undergo the baptism of the laws of heaven and earth.

Waiting for the leisureist, you can't do the refining Lingbao at all.

Even Tianfan City in the Eastern Wasteland, which is famous for its weapon refining, has never refined a single spiritual treasure.

 But now it is obvious that what Tian Yezi covets is to be reborn with the help of the Hunyuan Cauldron after being used as a medicine man and a pig.

 After thinking about this, Luo Chen couldn't help but blurt out.

 “What a man who put himself to death and survived! What a man possessed by a weapon spirit!”

“Tian Yezi! A great master of weapon refining, don’t you know that I am just a golden elixir monk who controls magic weapons that must not have weapon spirits?”

 “You are trying to be a guest!”

 Facing Luo Chen’s ridicule.

 Tian Yezi closed his eyes, looking acquiesced.

 But the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

　　咚!

An earth-shaking loud noise came from outside to inside.

Luo Chen was extremely shocked.

"What happened?"

At this moment, Tian Yezi gave a low shout and moved his fingers around Luo Chen, as if making a circle.

Luo Chen was horrified. The Hunyuan Cauldron, which he had not put into his body before because of caution, suddenly lost contact with his mind.

 A strong wind erupted from the Hunyuan Cauldron.

The three-inch small tripod also began to rumble and grow in size. The mouth of the tripod was tilted, facing the direction of Tianyezi.

At this moment, Tian Yezi’s beard and hair were flying, his eyes were wide-open, and he walked towards the outside of the cell with a calm expression.

 As he stepped forward, a cloud of blood mist erupted from his body.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

 In the blink of an eye, he became a **** man.

At this moment, he finally arrived at the prison gate.

 He made a spiritual secret with his hands.

"Lock!"

The next moment, green chains suddenly emerged from the Hunyuan Cauldron, passing through the prison and locking him tightly.

 Then, pull it out!

 In an instant, Tian Yezi changed places and came outside the prison.

He held the Hunyuan Cauldron in one hand, glanced at Luo Chen who looked horrified, and then said loudly: "Fellow Taoist Han Zhan, the time has come, why don't you get out of the trap?"

 A low voice came from the front.

“I am weak, and I hope my Taoist friends can help me.”

Tian Yezi, who was extremely old, chuckled and said, "This is easy!"

Hands as rotten as chicken feet slapped the Hunyuan Cauldron.

Dang!

 A thick green chain flew out immediately and entered the prison where Han Zhan was.

 The next moment, a three-inch Nascent Soul flew out.

The surrounding restrictions did not seem to have any hindrance at all.

 In other words, those prohibitions have already been secretly understood by Tian Yezi, a well-known weapon refiner in the human race.

At this moment, the two great Nascent Soul Masters stood side by side, not caring about Luo Chen, and raised their heads to look at the sky.

His sight seemed to have penetrated many barriers and looked outside Cangwu Mountain.

 In the endless rain, an old man in black walked over.

“The Mingyuan Sect finally couldn’t help but take action!”

 (End of this chapter)