Mysterious Catastrophe

"The ancient monks condensed the golden pill with the supernatural power of their own destiny, and there is actually a saying that the pill is the ninth grade..."

"This is the way of ancient cultivation, and it is no longer mentioned now..."

"Even if the world of cultivating immortals doesn't seem to be the same... Today's cultivation may not be as good as ancient cultivation, and even the current cultivation method is more in line with the tide of the times? Otherwise, how could ancient cultivation be eliminated?"

Aaron is indeed somewhat interested in the method of magical alchemy.

He even had some daydreams about the three supernatural powers of the Xuantian Sect.

After all, there are still many restrictions on the Soul Devouring Demon Flame.

But that supernatural power formation that Taishang Beidou cut his life ignored all defenses and directly reduced his lifespan!

If you have this supernatural power in your hand, I am afraid that even the Nascent Soul monster will stay away!

It's just that this supernatural power seems to be that even the true teaching of Xuantian sect may not be able to be taught, and it must be refined into natal supernatural powers before it can be displayed.

'But I have already formed a pill, so I can't destroy the pill and do it again, right? '

Aaron touched his chin and thought carefully.

The golden elixir is the product of the complete integration of the monk's spirit, energy and spirit, after the three flowers gather at the top and the five qi rise to the Yuan, and it is the product of all vitality in the whole body.

If the golden core is destroyed, there is a high probability that the monk will die...

This completely cut off his idea of ​​destroying alchemy and rebuilding.

Even though the "re-cultivation method" that he found out by accident seems to have some effect on breaking through the big realm, when he cultivates to the point where he condenses the Nascent Soul, he will only dare to disperse his kung fu to the early stage of alchemy, and try it several times...

At this moment, Aaron frowned and came outside the cave.

I saw a white sound transmission talisman floating in the formation, with an ominous smell.

"give obituary notice?"

Immediately, a bad premonition emerged in Aaron's heart, and he transformed into a powerful hand, picked up the sound transmission talisman, swept his consciousness, and found that it was from the Shen family.

And the news, as expected, is bad.

"Shen Qingmei...failed to form an alchemy...just sat down..."

Holding the sound transmission talisman, Aaron sighed.

He felt that Shen Langtao's granddaughter, regardless of her aptitude, temperament, or even chance... was pretty good.

This time, he should be [-]% to [-]% sure about forming the alchemy.

But I didn't expect... still fell on the top of the knot!

'This is cultivating immortals!This is the monk! '

With a sigh, Aaron continued to read.

This time, Shen Qingmei not only had the help of the alchemy artifact - 'Huoyuan Ganoderma lucidum', but also bought a 'Du'er Pill'. Even if she failed, she would not die.

However...the other party encountered the worst situation.

After the failure of forming the alchemy, the true essence came back, and the kung fu fell all the way back to the realm of refining qi.

And Shen Qingmei is actually over 100 years old...

His life energy was exhausted, and he was seriously injured, so he sat down in the cave directly!

Another example is added for Duedan's failure.

For all monks who are not Tianlinggen, forming alchemy has always been a huge threshold!

……

"Perhaps... this is life!"

Aaron was a little bit sorry, and sent a sound transmission talisman to express his condolences, and also to show that he still supported the Shen family.

After the Shen family exhausted their wealth and failed to help the ancestor form alchemy, this was the greatest support and comfort.

After doing all this, Aaron came to the 'Tianfenglou' which sells information, and got another piece of news that surprised him.

"The Nascent Soul cultivators started to explore the Beidou Palace again?"

He sipped his tea and looked at a graceful female nun opposite him.

"Exactly..." This female cultivator has probably sold the news for countless times, and she stated it very fluently: "This time, it is dominated by the Nascent Soul stage monsters of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It is difficult for monsters to advance, but the longevity Yuan also far exceeds that of ordinary human monks..."

Chapter 675 It's Better To Go Back

"How did it end?"

Aaron put down the spirit tea and asked the most critical question.

"Several third-tier monsters with extremely long lifespans were all wiped out, even a third-tier 'Longevity Turtle' fell into the formation..."

The glamorous female shopkeeper chuckled: "My concubine guessed that those Nascent Soul monsters even planned to use the formation to cultivate the demon king, but I didn't expect that the formation only reduced lifespan and did not increase cultivation... until the end... , even a fourth-order alien species tried to break into the formation, but it retreated...but it was several times older when it came out. This time is not enough time to explore the Beidou Palace, but it is a combination of my family's knot and Beihai Sanren. The relics were taken out...leading to another Nascent Soul battle."

'The fourth-order Nascent Soul monster that dared to enter the formation probably belonged to the type with extremely long life among monsters. Maybe the main body was also an old tortoise...but it almost died of old age in the formation in just a moment... ...'

Aaron thought for a moment.

Feel like you should live longer than the Longevity Turtle?

Maybe...let's try?

'However, it's still too dangerous...and during this period of time, there are quite a few nascent infants who tried...how many eyes are staring there. '

'I'd better wait for hundreds of thousands of years, and come back after the limelight has passed and the Nascent Soul is condensed. '

Thinking of this, a sigh appeared on his face: "It seems... this opportunity is not what I and other monks of alchemy can think of. This is tea money, so I will leave."

After putting down a bag of spirit stones, he got up and left.

Walking out of Tianfeng Building and looking at the bustling Qianyang City, Aaron suddenly felt homesick.

'It's too dangerous to do a big job...I'd better go back to the Far West. '

'At least...there are no Nascent Soul cultivators there. With my current cultivation base, I can run rampant! '

'I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail! '

Xinshoucun abuse dishes, ten lipo sword god, will always be Aaron's favorite!

'According to the time, Xiaoqing is five hundred years old, right? '

"The remaining nine-eyed begonias in the elixir garden should have at most six eyes opened..."

'As for my cultivation, I really don't care much about aura, isn't it just a longer time? '

"The chances of Daqian Ningying are unstable, and many of them need to be scrambled... Compete with those peerless geniuses who are in alchemy for the chance of Dao, and will they die endlessly?"It's not my style...and it's dangerous to fuck...'

'It's better to go back, it's better to go back...'

'I want to go back to Xinshou Village to act aggressive! '

Aaron's eyes were firm, and he faced up to his own heart.

Even though the temptation of Xuantian Sect is great, it even seems to be tailor-made for him.

But for him who only needs to traverse the Far West, it is simply icing on the cake, even if it doesn't, it doesn't matter.

Because the ancestors of the alchemy in the far west, regardless of their cultivation level, magic weapon, supernatural power, and even fighting experience...all lag behind their colleagues in Daqian in an all-round way!

The more Aaron thought about it, the more impatient he felt...

In fact, with his current combat power, if Shushan Jiange came out with a true biography of alchemy, he might be able to win a [-]-[-] split.

And there are quite a few evil stars of forming alchemy in Daqian...

So I can only go back and bully the other Ancestors of Pill Formation...

This person needs to be self-aware.

……

Returning from Dagan to the Far West, the first thing Aaron thought of was naturally the Merchant Ship of Haoranzong.

But when he went to find out, he discovered a sad thing... The branch of Hao Ranzong in Qianyang City had disappeared for decades.

During this period of time, the exchange of merchant ships between the two sides was cut off!

'It seems... what happened to Hao Ranzong? '

Aaron was a little disappointed, the hope of taking a ride was gone...

But it doesn't matter... After all, he is already a cultivator of alchemy, and the scarlet fire monster who escorted the flying boat all the way back then may not be able to beat him.

Moreover, a monk who formed an alchemy personally flew on the road, the target is smaller, and the possibility of encountering danger is lower.

He still has the original road map in his hand...

"It seems... I can only go back on my own, and the speed may be faster than Feizhou..."

'After so many years, I don't know what happened to my small island and those old people? '

Aaron made up his mind and bought a lot of supplies before Shi Shiran left Qianyang City.

And from this day on, "Shen Fei", the alchemy deacon of Shushan Jiange, disappeared mysteriously...

Even though Shushan Jiange searched for a while, he didn't get the slightest clue or news. We can only guess that he probably fell into a secret place, or fell directly...

In the world of cultivating immortals, this kind of thing is not very rare.

Besides, Shen Fei is not an important person, he is not a true disciple, and after 100 years of alchemy, he has not made any progress in his skills, obviously he does not have much potential.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an alchemy, maybe Shushan Jiange wouldn't even look for him!

All in all, with the passage of time, this very low-key deacon of alchemy was quickly forgotten by everyone in Dagan...

In addition to the fact that the Shen family was in a more difficult situation due to the loss of their backing, in fact, Aaron's impact on the world of cultivating immortals was negligible.

Even the Shen family used his name to shelter them for many years. It wasn't until later that they couldn't hide it that they confirmed the news of the deacon's disappearance...

……

Far West.

Lin Guo.

Lake Taize.

Several streaks of light stopped in the air, and they were monks who were controlling all kinds of magic weapons.

"Brother Zeng, the spiritual energy here is thin, is there really a spiritual thing?"

A beautiful and delicious woman stepped on a red long silk and asked with a frown.

With all her cultivation, she has suddenly reached the late stage of Qi refining.

And that brother Zeng was wearing a blue shirt, holding a mountain-water folding fan, and he was also a monk in the late stage of Qi refining: "This is naturally... Sister Ling, don't worry, it's a coincidence that I'm a brother. I passed by this great lake in the mortal world and found out There is no trace of the elixir, but there is a 'Longevity Turtle' guarding the elixir, with a monster aura that has reached the peak of the first order... Brother Wei is not an opponent, so I can only find you and brother Li to help... After the completion, we can share the elixir on the small island equally!"

The last of the three, 'Brother Li', was dressed in black, with a gloomy expression, and his cultivation had reached the point of great perfection in Qi refining.

Hearing the words, he just said coldly: "If there really are hundreds of years of elixir here... I owe you a favor!"

"Haha... Brother Li, sister Ling, please!"

The young man surnamed Zeng was overjoyed, and immediately stepped on a green leaf magic weapon to lead the way.

It didn't take long to arrive near the elixir island!

"Looking at the mist, it seems that there are traces of cultivating immortals... But it has been in disrepair for many years, and it has been half-abandoned. It is probably a former cave?"

Lingmei's eyes lit up.

"As it should be!"

The young man surnamed Li in black raised his hand, and a pitch-black flying knife magic weapon appeared in his hand. It was a high-grade magic weapon!

Complete qi refining, young age, high-grade magic weapon... these are the signs of a true disciple of the Jindan Sect!

At this time, with a thought, the black flying knife turned into a black light and fell towards the formation.

"Hoohoo!"

Suddenly, the earth trembled, and a giant cyan tortoise about ten feet long emerged from the mist, and opened its mouth to spit out a magic weapon, resisting the attack of the black flying knife.

"Longevity turtle?"

The eyes of the young man surnamed Li brightened: "I used to be an idiot like you, the most cherished spiritual thing here is none other than this long-lived turtle! Judging from the annual ring pattern and cultivation level on its back, it should be four to five hundred years old. It's old... As long as you cultivate it for a period of time, you may be able to advance to become a second-level monster! I don't know how many cultivation families will fight for it... This turtle is mine, you must be careful when you start it, don't hurt it life!"