I have an altar of luck

It is seven points similar to Emperor Jingtai of the Great Jin Dynasty.

It turns out that Jingtai is not connected with the Wusheng Sect, but that he himself is the so-called Wusheng Patriarch!

No wonder the disciples of the Wusheng Sect often recite his name, but they have never appeared in the arena for decades.

Because, his real body is in the imperial palace of Shenjing City, accepting the worship of all people!

Chen Yuan reached out and picked up a piece of blood-colored burning incense in the stone furnace, and put it in front of his eyes, his expression was incomparable. The burning blood-scent actually exuded a strong yin energy.

And he felt the yin energy leaking from the ground in Broken Soul Valley, which was exactly the same as this burning incense!

Although he didn't know what raw material this blood fragrance was made of, he already had a vague guess in his mind.

What is Jingtai doing?

Absorb incense?

What is its role?

Chen Yuan subconsciously thought of Jingtai's cultivation base. It is said in the Jianghu that Jingtai is a rare martial arts wizard who was born under the pressure of luck and practiced to the level of Tiandan.

But it is also trapped in Tiandan forever, unable to break through the realm of Huayang.

but now……

Chen Yuanyi scattered his thoughts and thought of a key point.

perhaps……

Jingtai started to practice the primordial spirit very early, but instead of relying on his own practice, he relied on the power of these incense for him to practice the primordial spirit.

When the accumulation reaches a certain level, maybe...

'Still underestimate Jingtai! '

Chen Yuan thought to himself.

I thought that Jingtai itself was not to be feared, and only relied on the fortune of the Jin Dynasty to be undefeated under the Yang God, but in fact it was just an ant.

As long as the power of the imperial court is defeated, he can be killed at will.

But maybe no one would have guessed that Jingtai himself is a genuine martial arts expert, although he is not walking the orthodox martial arts path, who knows what kind of power he can explode?

The accumulation of incense for decades has definitely reached a terrifying level.

It's just that Chen Yuan hasn't figured it out for the time being, how can he integrate the power obtained from other people's offerings with himself?

Is it like a martial artist, who can also increase his lifespan with great improvement in cultivation?

Once integrated, what level of strength will it reach?

Where did he get the way of incense that is completely different from the practice of martial arts in the world?

In this world, is he the only one who practices like this?

Will this method cause any trouble?

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered, and his thoughts turned wildly.

But at the same time, everything in the cave was recorded with the photo stone.

Just as Chen Yuan was about to leave the cave to look for the Blood Soul Wood, there was a very faint sound of footsteps outside, which seemed to be heading straight for him.

With a fixed gaze, Chen Yuan immediately inserted the bloody burning incense back to the original place, and sat cross-legged directly on the bluestone mat.

"Rumble..."

The stone door was pushed open, and a black-robed man glanced at Chen Yuan at the door. After confirming that there was someone here, he turned and left, pushed open another stone door, and walked in.

Chen Yuan got up slowly, if his movements were wrong, he would have to physically disappear that person.

Everything in the cave remained the same. Chen Yuan walked out slowly, and after slowly closing the stone gate, he continued walking from another fork in the road. Along the way, he made some calculations.

According to the current judgment, there are at least 300 such caves in the entire Broken Soul Valley, and there are other different caves, but Chen Yuan sensed that there were people inside, so he didn't go in to investigate.

Walking all the way, Chen Yuan met several disciples of Wusheng Cult, but the two sides never communicated, like numb puppets.

Finally, Chen Yuan came to the end of the labyrinth-like lair.

In front of him was a stone gate several feet in size, which was completely different from the previous ones, but a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the blue light in his eyes responded.

"Finally found!"

……

……

"found it!!!"

In the middle of Shu, within the Luochen Mountain Range, outside the Chen Family Village.

Gu Tianqiong, Li Kuangxiu, and Sima Che stepped out of the void slowly, with faint smiles on the corners of their mouths. After they left the capital, they accelerated their speed, and it took only a short time for them to Returned to the south.

Came to this Chenjia Village hidden in the mountains.

It seemed that there was a strange perception, and Wu Daozi from the back mountain was about to throw out the fishhook, when he suddenly frowned, feeling a faint feeling of badness in his heart.

Chapter 673 Yinfeng Refining God!Moro wakes up!

"Forbidden place of the Holy Religion, leave quickly!"

Chen Yuan noticed that in front of the stone gate that was about ten feet high, two Wusheng Sect disciples who were cultivated in the Alchemy realm scanned the black-robed man in front of him, their eyes were indifferent, as if they had no emotion.

Chen Yuan didn't talk nonsense, as soon as his divine sense moved, a surge of power enveloped the two of them in an instant. Even Zhu Huai, who was at the peak of refining gods and the god of hopeful sun, couldn't stop Chen Yuan's power.

Naturally, there is no possibility for the two masters of the Wusheng sect.

The two didn't even make any movement, but their bodies were slightly suffocated, and then, as if they were imprisoned, the look in their pupils slowly faded away.

Fall on the spot!

Although they fell, in order to prevent others from noticing any accidents, Chen Yuan did not physically disappear these two people directly, but turned them into corpses and continued to guard in front of the door.

Since this place is a forbidden place, he must have few people coming here. With them as a display, he may be able to deceive some low-level disciples of Wushengjiao.

Stepping forward, Chen Yuan's spiritual sense landed on the stone gate, and bloody lines quickly lit up on it, which was a formation.

Chen Yuan's spiritual thoughts penetrated into the stone gate like a stream of water, suppressing the fluctuations of the formation forcefully, and then, his whole body lit up, ignoring the protection of the stone gate, and stepped in directly.

Outside the stone gate is a scene, and inside the stone gate is another scene.

A blood pool that was hundreds of feet wide exuded a stench of blood. The blood flowed while rolling, but there were no broken limbs or arms, as if it had been filtered.

At the same time, there was an extremely strong Yin Qi.

And in all directions of the blood pool, there are countless finger-sized holes, which are the source of blood, which continuously gathers in the blood pool.

And in the center of the blood pool, there is a blood-colored tree more than ten meters in size. It is all dark red in color, with countless branches on it.

On the complicated branches, there are crystal clear blood-colored beads hanging like fruits that have formed.

Blood pill! ! !

Chen Yuan recognized what the blood bead was at a glance, and immediately frowned slightly. He had greeted Wu Shengjiao before, so naturally he had seen the so-called blood bead.

But those blood drops are completely different from the fruits formed on this tree!

Those Wushengjiao blood beads that were seized smelled bad and were incomparably heterogeneous, at the cost of wasting lifespan to forcibly increase their strength, comparable to a panacea.

And the blood beads here are crystal clear, like rubies, without any foul smell, just looking at it, one can't help but swallow it.

Even Chen Yuan had these faint thoughts.

But he quickly suppressed it, the way to swallow the blood beads is to destroy the foundation, even though these blood beads are different from the ones he has seen before.

Nor did he have the slightest interest in devouring them.

His main target was actually on the blood tree in front of him, because the cyan light in the pupil technique that day came from the center of the blood tree.

Chance, Blood Soul Wood! ! !

Finally found!

After Chen Yuan observed the entire cave and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, he prepared to take this thing away without hesitation, and left the lair of Wusheng Cult.

Although so far, he has not encountered any strong people within the Wusheng Cult, the so-called 'Nosheng Parents' are still in the Shenjing Imperial City.

But he, who is cautious by nature, still doesn't want to break through here.

Stepping out step by step, the soles of Chen Yuan's feet were three feet away from the blood pool, and he was in front of the blood tree almost instantly. Then, he stretched out his claws, ready to crush the blood tree.

Take out the blood soul wood inside.

But just when his fingers touched the blood tree, a surge of ghostly power, like screaming in his ears, enveloped him directly.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Chen Yuan quickly withdrew his hands, and his whole body condensed into a vitality barrier, trying to block the surging Yin Qi.

Those turbulent yin qi did not break through Chen Yuan's protection, but once the yin qi erupted, it rushed out of the blood tree like a flood breaking its embankment.

In just a short moment, the entire cave was covered.

"not good!"

Chen Yuan's face darkened. Although the yin energy did not affect him, once it leaked out, it might alarm everyone in the Wusheng Sect in an instant, which would be bad for him.

But at this moment, there is no time to think about it so much, since it was exposed, just get the Blood Soul Wood and leave this place.

It's just that as soon as he thought about it, the Emperor Butcher's Knife under the black robe suddenly shone brightly and broke away from him. Then, an astonishing force erupted, like a turbulent vortex.

It actually forcibly swallowed all the escaping Yin Qi.

"Senior Moro, are you... awake?"

Chen Yuan quickly looked at the Emperor Butcher's Knife hanging in the void, with joy in his eyes.

Since Mo Luo perched in the Emperor Butcher Knife, he rarely put it in the space of the Book of Heaven, most of the time he straddled his waist or carried it on his back.

And now its sudden change must be Mo Luo's means!

Ever since Mo Luo fell into a deep sleep and decided to retreat, Chen Yuan has lost a big hole card. Although he has a sense of security, he has never had much.

That's why he behaved a little more restrained than before.

I just don't want to disturb Mo Luo's retreat because of my own affairs.

Nowadays, the world is in constant turmoil, and there is already a trend of chaos. He has already owned a piece of foundation, and the only thing he lacks is a real strong man who can sit in charge.

And such a strong man must be the Immortal of the Six Realms.

After Moro exited the customs, he gained confidence.

Even if that guy Xiang Qianqiu really wanted to do something, he might as well be able to kill him.

The Emperor Butcher Knife was still shining, while Mo Luo slowly appeared, dressed in a white monk robe, with smiling eyes, extremely compassionate. He looked at Chen Yuan, nodded slightly and said:

"The donor's strength has also improved, very good!"

"How is the senior's retreat?"

Chen Yuan continued to ask.

Mo Luo's injury was always a hidden danger. If it was in its heyday, it must be very strong. Therefore, he couldn't wait to ask about it.

"Everything is going well, nothing serious."

After finishing speaking, Mo Luo glanced at the blood pool below again, and finally fixed his eyes on the blood-colored trees not far away, with a flash of solemnity in his eyes, frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Shadow wood!"

"Shade wood?"

Chen Yuan raised his brows, he only knew that there was blood soul wood hidden in the blood tree, but he had never heard of any ghost wood.

"This tree and the Nether Bone Tree are one of the top ten sacred trees. It is rare in the world. I didn't expect you to come across the second tree." Mo Luo glanced at Chen Yuan, his eyes flickering.

Chen Yuan naturally knew what the Nether Bone Tree was. He relied on this thing to break through the Heavenly Pill Realm in the Shenxue Lake before, and Mo Luo also benefited a lot from it.

"What's the use?"

"The heart of this tree has the effect of training the primordial spirit. The yang god is extremely yang and attracts the thunder light to fascinate the mind, but this tree can refine the primordial spirit into the ultimate yin.

It is a rare opportunity in the world to turn Yin into Yang. You have not experienced the wind disaster, but you can refine the heart of this tree, and go through the disaster together, and you can cultivate the soul to perfection. "

"And this tree is probably a thousand years old, and it has been cultivated by the essence of blood. I am afraid that its effect will be even greater."