What would a normal Mahayana casual cultivator do before crossing the catastrophe

At the end of 8736 in the perpetual calendar, people suffering from the Guiyuan Rebellion saw a silver figure emerging from the red clouds.

Like a ray of light piercing the gray sky, they scattered misty rain as they meandered across the sky.And when these inconspicuous "rain" fell on the gray and black broken ground, those horrible swamps quietly disappeared without a trace.

This scene is like a miracle.

The confused and surprised sentient beings did not gradually learn the truth until several days later.

"It was Huangtian Jianmen who saved us!"

"That's the White Flood Flood Dragon from the Void Realm of the Emperor's Sword Sect!"

"It was the monks of Huangtian Jianmen who took out countless antidotes at once, and they saved the source world again!"

"I heard that the person who found a way to refine so many antidotes is a scholar!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"!"

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Unlike the low-level monks and mortals who only cared about cheering, the high-level monks in the comprehension world were shocked when they saw this situation.They are very aware of how much work it takes to refine so many antidotes, and the alchemy of Huangtian Jianmen is well known to be few and useless.

Don't you see, even Mo Jidao, the number one alchemist of the Nine Demon Sect, spent more than three months before he was able to clean up the saintesses of the two continents!

Where did so many antidotes from Huangtian Jianmen come from? !

And when the silver flood dragons who went to spread the antidote appeared for the second time, they also brought another thing to the monks everywhere-the photo jade slips.

So all the monks saw such a scene.

The deputy sect master of Huangtian Sword Sect, Yuhong Jianjun, poured out a bunch of spiritual plants as many hills from the storage bracelet, and then opened their covers with a wave of his hand.Then those spiritual plants among them were pulled by invisible forces, and they were automatically thrown into a strange machine as high as hundreds of feet according to the refining sequence.

Afterwards, Jun Hongjian just stood quietly and waited with his sword in his arms.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the strange device made a "crack", the lower cover popped open, and a bunch of sealed pill bottles fell out.

Yue Hong walked over to pick up a pill bottle, and then picked out a monk in the out-of-body stage who showed signs of being corrupted by the "Saint", and forcibly poured a little of the medicinal liquid in the pill bottle to the monk.

After a few breaths, the monk's body suddenly twitched violently, and then a large group of gray-black mucus overflowed from his mouth and nose, and then the signs of erosion on his body gradually disappeared.The gray-black mucus was still wriggling when it just left the body, but it completely quieted down after a while, and then turned into fly ash and disappeared little by little.

But the monk who was drugged has returned to normal now.

Although he looked a little weak, he was able to stand up with great joy and express his gratitude to Yihong Jianjun.

In the end, Yu Hong flew into the air with the photo jade slip, aiming the jade slip at a piece of land below.

Exactly the same as the previous equipment, tens of thousands of huge "magic weapons".They are densely arranged, obtaining spiritual power from the spiritual power runes engraved on the surface, and quickly swallowing various raw materials and turning them into bottles of antidote.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the pill bottles containing the antidote piled up like a hill, and were quickly taken away by the white flood dragons waiting by one by one.

So far.

Although he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end of this photo, the monks understood what he meant and were all stunned.

"God, don't I remember that Jianjun Yihong is not a sword cultivator of Huangtian Sword Dao? Why can he make alchemy!"

"It's obviously not him, it's that weird magic weapon!"

"The old man has never heard of a magic weapon that can make Mahayana pills by himself!"

"Oh my god! I don't believe it! Danxiu must be hiding that magic weapon!"

"How can so many antidotes be obtained by practicing Danxiu Huangtian Sword Sect!"

"What the hell is that magic weapon! I can't breathe! It's amazing! Ahhhhh!"

With the testimony of Lord Jian Hong, no one doubts the authenticity of this photo.

No matter how many monks were stunned by this photo, the actions of the white flood dragons did not stop at all, frantically cleaning the polluted land in the source world at a speed that was more terrifying than when the disaster spread.

The "eggs" of saintesses were killed before they hatched, and the heads of "sages" were turned into fly ash in the rain, and patches of gray-black mud disappeared silently in corners where no one noticed.

And at the beginning of 8738 in the perpetual calendar, the "Saints" who once raged so much that everyone thought the source world was about to be destroyed, there were only a few sporadic ones hiding in unoccupied corners and lingering.

At the same time, on an uninhabited planet somewhere in the Ten Thousand Realms, a figure wearing a black and white mask was looking up at the Yinjiao walking together in the sky.

"My lord..." A trembling voice sounded.

The black and white masked man waved his hand violently, piercing the chest of the nun in the pink dress.The nun in the pink skirt stared wide-eyed, coughing up blood from her mouth.

"You failed again." The black-and-white masked man said coldly, "Guiyuan's thousands of years of accumulation have been spent on this, is this the result you want me to see?"

The female cultivator in the pink skirt said in horror: "No... my lord, we have not failed, the erosion of chaos cannot be reversed, the source spirit has been eroded during this period of time, although because the saint was cleared too quickly, chaos could not get out of trouble immediately , but at least a hundred years, as many as a thousand years, definitely..."

The man in the black and white mask sneered, crushed the nun's soul, and threw it aside.

He stepped up and wanted to go out, but he was caught off guard by an indifferent voice behind him: "Where do you want to go?"

The man in the black and white mask suddenly turned his head, and at the same time mobilized all his strength to make a defensive posture, terrified.

He saw a young man in a silver-white robe, with red lips and white teeth, so beautiful that he couldn't distinguish between men and women.

"Who are you?" The black and white mask felt a faint chill in his heart, he was able to approach him quietly without being noticed... This person is definitely a powerhouse at the first level of Yuanshen!

The boy jumped off the rock lightly and walked towards him with a calm expression.The black-and-white masked man stared at his face and the distinctive clothes on his body, vaguely sensed the chaotic atmosphere from him, and heaved a sigh of relief: "So it was you, Guixu, where were you a while ago?"

Guixu looked at him, suddenly laughed, and said softly, "Of course I've been following you."

The man in the black and white mask froze: "Follow me? Then why don't you show up and cooperate..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly bled from his mouth and nose, and fell down silently.

Guixu walked up to him, smiled and raised his foot to step on his head, then crushed it bit by bit, and watched him turn into gray-black mud.

He casually wiped off the stains on the soles of his shoes, looked up at the white flood dragons swimming in the sky, stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch something, but finally put it down again.

A divine thought was pulled away from the center of his brow, and then sealed into the jade slip.

Swah——

He flew high into the sky, passed by an unaware Yuanjing white flood dragon, hung the jade slip on its corner, and then disappeared quietly.

Bai Jiao ignorantly hung the jade slip, crossed half of the source world according to the plan, and then turned around leisurely.It wasn't until it entered the Huangtian Sword Gate that it was reminded by the same gate that it had a jade slip on its head.

It was shocked, and quickly reported the matter to the senior sect.

So half a day later, this jade slip came into the hands of Lord Jian Hong.

Looking at Yu Hong's slightly changed expression, Qinan was a little puzzled: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with this jade slip?"

With dark eyes, Yu Hong pointed to a special symbol on the jade slip and said, "This symbol belongs to 'Guixu'."