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

The sudden confession made Qinan's mind go blank.

It took him a full two seconds to regain some of his thinking ability.

It shouldn't.

Qinan kept his body motionless, staring down at the table, thinking.

Something must have happened.

According to Yi Hong's previous attitude, Qinan was sure that this guy didn't plan to have a showdown with him so soon.After his return, however, Yihong apparently changed his mind - so something must have happened during the 20 days he was gone.

Qinan slowly leaned on the table and turned sideways, looking at Yu Hong with a bewildered expression: "What did you just say?"

Yue Hong slowly stepped forward, erasing the last bit of distance between them.He stretched out his hands to support the edge of the table next to Qinan, imprisoning Qinan's entire body between the table and his arms.

There was an inexplicable sense of oppression in this posture, which made Qinan feel uncomfortable as if he had been caught by a hunter.He stiffened his body, raised his eyes and looked at Yao Hong.

"Qinan." Yu Hong's eyes were very focused, and his voice was filled with repressed magnetism caused by forbearance, "Please become a Taoist companion with me, and follow me back to the Heavenly Sword Gate."

Qinan's pupils gradually shrank, and his rationality, which had gradually returned, tended to run away from home.He stammered a bit: "You, you, Yuhong Jianjun, calm down..."

Yuhong paused for a while, and said: "Qinan, I didn't want to force you. You said you like people with lower cultivation than you, and I can wait for you to become the source realm and be named the source god. But the Nirvana catastrophe of Great Barren Island is imminent. , I can't get away and leave, and the monks of 'Guiyuan' have been very active recently, I can't let you leave at will... If you are targeted by them, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Qinan instinctively caught an unfamiliar word: "... Guiyuan?"

"It's a force that has existed since ancient times." Yu Hong explained, "Before there were records in the cultivation world, there was a legend of Guiyuan. No one knows its origin, and no one knows how to join Guiyuan. Guiyuan's The monks usually hide in other forces, do not show any abnormalities, and will suddenly give us a fatal blow until the critical moment-they are very dangerous."

"I was in danger in Nantianzhou because I was ambushed by them."

After hearing what he said, Qinan frowned slightly and asked, "How do you know it's Guiyuan, and not an ordinary hostile force plotting?"

Yu Hong said in a deep voice: "Because of Guiyuan's origin, it will turn into gray-black sludge after death."

Qinan's heart skipped a beat.

Gray-black sludge?

He remembered that when he auctioned off the problematic Golden Crow Core, the masked cultivator who attacked him and was killed later turned into a puddle of gray-black jelly after death.

An inexplicable chill spread from his spine, and quickly spread all over his body, making his mind, which was messed up by Yu Hong's confession, instantly regain his composure.He hesitated and asked: "Then the three Yuanjing people who chased and killed you... what are they like?"

"It should be a person, a beast, and a demon cultivator." Yu Hong said, "I beheaded the origin-level giant beast. The remaining two escaped after losing both to me. Most of them are still recuperating in Nantianzhou. "

So the masked man he killed before may be the human race injured by Yu Hong.

Qinan thought a little mockingly: It seems that his elixir may not be as effective as expected, after all, the masked man was probably still injured at that time.

Yu Hong didn't know what Qinan was thinking.He continued: "I ordered people to search for the two Guiyuan monks, but they disappeared."

Jinan was silent.

Yu Hong stared into his eyes, and said seriously: "Qinan, don't go back to Nantianzhou. Come back to the clan with me, and I will protect you well."

The corner of Qinan's mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Maybe you can protect "Qinan", but are you sure you can protect "Xingmoke"?

He wanted to find a reason to make Yuhong give up, but the young master was still staring at him with incomparably sincere eyes, trying to persuade: "You hope to open up new paths for ordinary people, and you hope to become famous. can help you."

But it's too late.

Yao Hong said: "With Huangtian Sword Sect backing you, those sects will not make things difficult for you."

But 200 years before I met you, I have already seen the despicable faces of those sects.

Yao Hong said: "I believe that one day you will be known to all living beings in the world."

But 160 years before I met you, I had already become the public enemy of Twelve Continents.

Yi Hong said, "I am pleased with you."

But that's only because you don't know me at all.

Qinan lowered his eyes and fell silent for a long time, then he heard Yao Hong's nervous voice: "Qinan, you wish."

Like it or not, it's impossible.

There is no turning back.

Poor young master, how could you fall in love with such a terrible person like me.

Qinan slowly raised his eyes, showing a helpless and somewhat complicated smile: "You've said that, what else can I do. Well, let's try."

Yu Hong's eyes lit up suddenly, although that handsome face was still expressionless, Qinan could feel that he was very happy.

There was a smile in those gray eyes.

Influenced by him, Qinan couldn't help but also curled the corners of her lips, half-closed her eyes and smiled.

Seeing his smile, Yi Hong couldn't restrain his ears from turning red again.With a sullen face, he forcibly held on without looking away, and asked, "When will the contract be formed?"

"..." Qinan was confused by him, "Let's talk about it after I break through the source realm."

Yu Hong was slightly disappointed, but he didn't show it, he just gave a light hum and then let go and stood up straight, but his eyes were still glued to Qinan.

Qinan couldn't take it anymore, turned his back and decided to ignore the young master for the time being.He picked up the inscription pen he dropped on the table again, and continued to draw the design.

There are actually many ways to improve spiritual roots in the source world.

Demon cultivator secret techniques, marrow washing pills, spirit shaping pills, inscription tattoos...these can all change the spiritual root of a living being.However, what blocks the vast majority of mortals is not that there is no way to go, but that they cannot afford the "ticket" price at all.

In other words, they couldn't afford any kind of elixir to change their spiritual roots, and no one would draw inscription tattoos for them.

After all, the means that have the ability to change the spiritual root, the general level is at least above the Nascent Soul peak, even if only the price of materials is calculated, it is enough to make the average Jindan stage monk go bankrupt.

But that doesn't mean there aren't solutions.

There is a powerful school in the Dao of Alchemy called "Ping Lian".The main method of this school is to forcibly change the same amount of substances into another form of existence through Dao refining methods-if the research goes to a high level, it can even be extracted from mortal objects to obtain the source realm elixir.

Turning water into mountains, turning stones into gold... These are all methods of the "Ping Lian" school.

And the birthplace of this genre is the "Saint Demon Continent", which ranks second among the Twelve Continents today, and in that place, it is called "Alchemy".

At the same time, Ping Lian Liu was the only way Qinan could think of that had the possibility of success.

Use all means to minimize the cost of materials, find out a universal calculation formula, and then advertise it to the world, so that all mortals have the opportunity to change their lives.

That's what he's been working towards.

This is also his oath.

Qinan spent hundreds of design drafts in one night, and Mr. Yi Hongjian never bothered him.However, in the morning, a cruel question that he ignored for a long time finally came before him.

As soon as the puppet Wan Teng came out of the dressing room, Qinan saw through its eyes the gleaming Yu Hong Jianjun standing on the sidelines.

Jinan: "..."

Qinan's whole person is not well, feeling a little weird and a little ashamed.

And this feeling reached its peak when it was his turn to play.

The puppet came out wearing a blue-striped white robe with a plastic texture, standing on a three-meter-high scaffold and looking at the heroine on the ground. A huge blower was still blowing wildly beside him, blowing his The hem and cuffs were blowing wildly.

Director: "Yes! Very good, perfect first meeting!"

Yao Hong sat on a chair on the sidelines with his back straight and stared at him.

The puppet held a rough hollow carved box, and threw it into the hostess' arms with an expression of arrogance and refusal, and said coldly: "Oh, woman, thank you!"

Director: "Crap! XXX, when you received the elixir, your expression was annoyed and shy. You are not a nympho, do you understand? Do it again!"

Yi Hong stood under the shade of the tree and stared at him faintly.

The puppet painted evil red eye shadow and raised his sword to shout at the heroine in grief and anger: "XXX, why did you choose him, why did you blame me! Have you forgotten the XX pill XX magic weapon XX spiritual pet and XXXX that I gave you?" Yet?"

Director: "Cut! Intermission! Screenwriter, come on, isn't this line a bit too long? It feels like Luo Bingyu's character has collapsed a bit..."

Yi Hong held the thermos cup and stared at him with subtle eyes.

Qinan in the room couldn't draw any more drawings.

He dropped the inscription pen, covered his face with his hands, groaned and knocked his forehead on the table.

Although the puppet was used for filming, in fact, he controlled it with all his heart and mind, especially when reciting lines, it felt no different from him shouting at the scene.

Finally, Qinan couldn't help but turned into anger and sent a voice transmission to Jianjun Yuhong: "What's so interesting! Haven't you seen enough?"

Yi Hong: "It looks good."

Qinan: "Jian Hong Jianjun, just tell me, do you just want to see me make a fool of yourself?"

Yu Hong seriously: "No. You are very cute."

Jinan: "..."

Qinan's face buried in his palm turned red silently into a tomato.

It's over, this young master is hopeless.

Hopeless!