Rebirth of Public Enemy

Stay in this residence for a period of time, and wait for Ling Ruiyang's Nascent Soul to stabilize before they come out of the magic circle set up by Qing Ming.

But when Ling Ruiyang saw the two people facing him, Ling Ruiyang was startled, "Senior Brother Song."

Brother Song?Qingming frowned slightly, looked over coldly, and when he saw another person, he narrowed his eyes slightly, Qingteng?

"Junior Brother Ling!" Song Zhimo was also surprised, just now he felt a wave of spiritual power around him, and wondered how there could be a monk here who hadn't seen Ling Ruiyang for a long time.

Ling Ruiyang looked at the other person a little strangely. Song Zhimo was being carried by someone. Of course, being carried was not the point, but that person's breath was obviously the breath of vegetation, but he was not popular at all? !

Song Zhimo took off his straw hat and looked at Ling Ruiyang in embarrassment, "Junior Brother Ling? Are you saved?!"

Ling Ruiyang looked at Song Zhimo who was being carried, and then glanced at the person who was carrying him. He was very strong, twice as big as Song Zhimo. Of course, Song Zhimo's physique became thinner because his cultivation was destroyed.

Seeing Ling Ruiyang sized up the person behind his back, Song Zhimo was even more embarrassed, "Mantra, let me down!"

Song Zhenyan's whole body was already stiff, and he gasped twice before putting Song Zhimo down.

Song Zhimo laughed dryly, "The foot of the mountain is my home, why don't Junior Brother Ling come and have a sit?"

Ling Ruiyang shook his head, "No need, I have something else to do."

Home?It is really a distant word, Ling Ruiyang no longer remembers the feeling of home.The things about home in his memory are very vague, he can't even remember whether there is such a existence, he doesn't even remember whether he has parents or not.His fragmentary memories only started from being brought up the mountain by Wei Duo.

Ling Ruiyang glanced at the person standing next to Song Zhimo again, and felt that this person seemed a little strange, and keenly felt that this person was not a simple monk. This person's cultivation level did not seem to be high, but his wood attribute aura was extremely strong.

Ling Ruiyang glanced at Song Zhimo. It's a pity that the golden core was destroyed and the dantian was broken. Even if he could live, he didn't have many days left.

Song Zhimo smiled wryly, his cultivation had been destroyed, and he would be despised if he stayed in the sect, so he might as well come down the mountain and live with the truth, but the talent of the truth is extraordinary after all, and he didn't want to bury him just like that.

Seeing that Ling Ruiyang was about to leave, Song Zhimo hurriedly said, "Junior Brother Ling, please stay!"

Ling Ruiyang glanced at him, "What's the matter?"

Song Zhimo took a deep breath and said, "Junior Brother Ling, can I ask you for a favor?"

Ling Ruiyang looked at him silently.

Song Zhimo said with some shame, "Junior Brother Ling, I just want to ask for a Foundation Establishment Pill."

"Brother!" Song Zhenyan's tense body has not relaxed at all, interrupting Song Zhimo, "I don't need it!"

Song Zhimo frowned, glared at him, and said to Ling Ruiyang, "Junior Brother Ling, I would like to exchange one thing!" After finishing speaking, Song Zhimo took out a roll of old bamboo slips, fearing that Ling Ruiyang would not be interested, Song Zhimo said, "This is my I found it from a relic, and I don’t have enough cultivation to read the content clearly, but... Junior Brother Ling?”

Ling Ruiyang had already walked over, and it was difficult for Ling Ruiyang to explain how he felt at the moment, as if he felt that he had to take a look at this thing.

Seeing this, Song Zhimo immediately handed over the bamboo slips.

Ling Ruiyang reached out to take it, opened the scroll slightly, and saw countless complicated fonts, which were exactly the same as the Chaos Art he obtained from the Chaos Spirit Sea Stone.However, he only understood a few words of that Chaos Art, and it was still very difficult to understand this bamboo slip.

Ling Ruiyang sent the bamboo slips back and said, "I promise you, it's just that I don't have any pills right now, do you have any spiritual herbs?"

Song Zhimo put away the bamboo slips, and suddenly realized, "Junior Brother Ling is already in the Nascent Soul Stage?"

Ling Ruiyang's silence was an acquiescence, and Song Zhimo sighed for a while, and said, "I have accumulated a lot of spiritual herbs over the years, which should be enough! If Junior Brother Ling doesn't mind going to my house?" He originally just wanted Ling Ruiyang to make use of his talent to make a living. It's just a foundation building pill, I didn't expect Ling Ruiyang's progress to be so fast.

Ling Ruiyang nodded, motioning for Song Zhimo to lead the way.

I haven't seen Qingming's reaction, Ling Ruiyang looked at Qingming strangely, "Qingming?"

If Qing Ming wants to be hidden from others, it will be very difficult for anyone to find out, so Song Zhimo did not notice his existence from the beginning to the end, but Qing Teng is different, after all, he is a creature in the chaotic spirit sea stone.

Qingming reached out and touched Ling Ruiyang's head, "It's okay to learn alchemy."

Ling Ruiyang grabbed his hand and said a little excitedly, "Hey, who said that, didn't you see that bamboo slip? Don't you think it's familiar?"

Qing Ming nodded and said, "That is indeed an old item of this deity."

"Oh! Then it should be changed back, it's just a foundation building pill, it's a good deal." Hearing about Qing Ming's old things made him very curious.

Ling Ruiyang took a few steps forward and said to Song Zhimo, "Where did Brother Song get this bamboo slip?"

Song Zhimo was very happy to see that Ling Ruiyang was interested, and said, "When I was young, Naughty fell from the mountain and fell into a dilapidated stone room with nothing in it except this pair of bamboo slips placed on the stone table. Put it away as a baby."

In fact, this was Song Zhimo's chance. Originally, the family thought he was dead, so they didn't look for him.Unexpectedly, he fell into the stone room and was unscathed. He also found a weak-spirited child growing among the vines, and this worn-out bamboo slip placed on the stone table.And that child is naturally Song Zhenyan who is following him now.

Ling Ruiyang nodded, knowing in his heart that it was impossible for Song Zhimo to tell all about his experience. Looking at Qing Ming with a calm face, Ling Ruiyang became more and more curious about the bamboo slip.

Song Zhimo's home is by a stream at the foot of the mountain, a thatched cottage, very simple, but Song Zhimo seems to like this place very much, the surroundings are full of spiritual grass and some ordinary flowers.

Ling Ruiyang didn't care about these things, he bought some common spiritual herbs and a low-level alchemy furnace from Song Zhimo, and began to try alchemy.

Song Zhimo was surprised. After all, he was born in the Lingcao Hall, and he also refined ordinary pills. Like Ling Ruiyang, he threw the spirit herbs into the pill furnace without distinction of grade, year or even type. He never I haven't seen it before, so I couldn't help asking, "Junior Brother Ling, you, have you ever refined elixir?"

Ling Ruiyang threw in the last piece of spiritual grass Song Zhimo gave, and looked back at him, "Of course not, otherwise why would I ask you to give some ordinary spiritual grass?"

Song Zhimo paused, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. When Ling Ruiyang said that he wanted to make alchemy by himself, he thought that Junior Brother Ling was really talented, and he even practiced alchemy by himself.

Ling Ruiyang ignored Song Zhimo, sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, and was about to start.

Song Zhimo hurriedly said, "Junior Brother Ling! Don't you need to set up restrictions?"

Ling Ruiyang frowned and looked at him, "Is it necessary?"

With Qingming around, why should he set up any restrictions.

Song Zhimo was silent for a while, thinking that Ling Ruiyang trusted him very much, and was very moved in his heart. Over the years, he had benefited from Ling Ruiyang a lot, but he didn't expect that Junior Brother Ling didn't care about him and trusted him so much, alas, Junior Brother Ling Really, so kind!

If Ling Ruiyang knew what Song Zhimo was thinking, he would definitely spit out a mouthful of old blood, how could he be kind!

After Song Zhimo sighed, he bowed to Ling Ruiyang's back and went out.

Ling Ruiyang generally knew from the formulas given by Qing Ming that alchemy is very particular. After reading it through, Ling Ruiyang summed it up in one sentence, no matter what kind of elixir, the most important thing is the purity of the extracted spirit grass essence , and then grasp the ratio, basically there is no difference.

Qingming sat down beside Ling Ruiyang, watching Ling Ruiyang practice with his eyes closed.

In short, it seemed extremely simple to Ling Ruiyang. He was going to use the fire power to extract the essence of the spirit grass, and then he found a simple pill and was going to try it.

Ling Ruiyang doesn't know at all, his idea is simply unique, how can it be so easy to obtain high-purity spirit grass essence, otherwise the monks in the cultivation world will pursue hundreds or even thousands of years of spirit grass. The old spirit grass has a relatively high essence, which makes the elixir more pure.

Ling Ruiyang Nascent Soul contained the fire spiritual power that had been refined in the illusory spiritual realm before. He led one out, burned the spiritual grass in the pill furnace, refined the essence, and found that the pill furnace hindered the effect of the fire spiritual power. He simply smashed the pill furnace and directly controlled it to burn in mid-air.

Ling Ruiyang was burning up, Qingming sat cross-legged beside him, looking at Ling Ruiyang's serious face, it was still such a peaceful and quiet day, far away from disturbance, it would be great if his yang and yang could always be like this.

Qing Ming was fascinated, and his thoughts drifted away unconsciously. What he saw in Ling Ruiyang's heart demon had always worried him very much.

Speaking of which, if Ling Ruiyang is interested in these alchemy techniques, perhaps it is a good thing.

Reversing time and space, Qing Ming thinks he can't do it in this world. After all, he is a chaotic creation god of the same level as Tiandao. Less, but this world is already collapsing, and the power of chaos is almost gone. Unless the Dao of Heaven wants to achieve its own goals, it is absolutely impossible to reverse time and space.

What he saw in his inner demons was that he had been refined by Ling Chi, and his blood was used to refine magic weapons. It didn't matter. He was more worried about what Ling Ruiyang had experienced.What kind of tragic experience made me, with only a trace of remnant soul left, prefer to take risks and let Ling Ruiyang be sacrificed and reborn, but it is a pity that among the demons of Yangyang, Qingming pays more attention to him. too little.

Sacrifice and rebirth... Qing Ming only vaguely guessed from some classics that reversing time and space must be the original life in this world to sacrifice to the heaven. With the rapid development of the world, it is just around the corner to ascend to the Dao, but after ascension to immortality, it will become a puppet of the Dao of Heaven or a poor experiment!

In order for Tiandao to bring his own world back to life, the original life is the consumable of his crazy experiments, just like the creatures who were forcibly grafted and transplanted in the Xudaozi Proving Ground.

From the first time he saw Ling Ruiyang's spiritual bone, Qingming knew that Ling Ruiyang was the only remaining human race in the original life in this world of self-cultivation, so the problem is very serious now!