The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

In any case, Zhao Yixian still delayed the time when Chen Wenyao became a Nascent Soul by 30 years.

"You entered the country too quickly, I'm afraid your foundation will not be stable." Zhao Yixian said.

Chen Wenyao also really felt that he had been stuck in the late stage of Jindan for hundreds of years. If he cultivated from foundation establishment to Nascent Soul in just a few years, he would attract the envy of the world and attract a lot of murderous intentions at the same time.

Even now, the cultivation of this golden core has made many disciples in the sect jealous. They have come to him many times overtly and secretly, but all of them were blocked by the master silently.

9527 said: "Zhao Yixian's trust in you is already very high, but it's just a little bit worse."

Chen Wenyao was puzzled: "Master has treated me very well in recent years, allowing me to browse through the things in the cave, and never blushed at me."

9527 said: "Perhaps he still has a grudge against your origin? You must know that the ancients are generally very pedantic."

Yeah? ? ?

Chen Wenyao was meditating in the cave. After a while, he heard the sound of a person slowly entering the cave. The person's footsteps were steady. Chen Wenyao had heard it countless times over the years. It was his master Zhao Yixian who went out to pick the elixir for him.

Chen Wenyao heard the master skillfully sitting not far from him, turning on the alchemy furnace, turning the spiritual energy into a spiritual fire and burning it under the furnace, and then adding the brought back fairy grass little by little, carefully controlling the temperature of the fire, smelling it through his nose. There was a faint scent, and then the master lifted the stove lid again, and added something with a faint fishy smell.Three days passed like this, and on the evening of the last day, the master poured a pot of spring water full of spiritual energy into the alchemy furnace, and burned it for several hours.

The aroma at the end of the nose became more and more intense, Chen Wenyao finally heard the furnace cover flying, and the furnace cauldron was shaking, and he knew——

Dan is done!

Chen Wenyao has been sitting in the cave for a month in order to break through the Nascent Soul Stage. During this month, he practiced non-stop, but he couldn't touch the corner of the Nascent Soul Stage, so he had to continue to practice hard.

During this period, Chen Wenyao was very uncomfortable, and he had to endure the rampage of spiritual energy in his meridians every day, which was really miserable.I don't know if it's because he advanced too fast before, as the master said, he didn't lay a good foundation, or his premonition was wrong, but in fact, he is still far away from the Nascent Soul stage.

Zhao Yixian saw everything in his eyes. Instead of comforting Chen Wenyao, he informed Chen Wenyao and went to Qiwu Mountain thousands of miles away alone to find the elixir for him to become a baby.

However, the Qiyun Sect is a great sect of cultivating immortals, with tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, roughly thousands of Jindan monks who can accept disciples, but not many Yuanying stage monks, only a hundred or so, including The head and Zhao Yixian.But above Yuanying, there are very few people, and there are only three ancestors in the transformation stage.There were originally four people, but a hundred years ago, one person broke through the void, and the remaining three people, both of them are in the middle stage of transforming gods, and one is in the late stage, but the time limit is approaching, and there is no hope of ascension.

Qiwu Mountain is located in the territory of the Demon Dao, and there are countless ferocious beasts. However, there is a monster called Credit Beast, with a pair of seven horns on its head. Dig it down, and add some fairy grass to improve the monk's success. probability of having a baby.

The fishy-smelling thing that Zhao Yixian threw into the alchemy furnace before was seven horns.

Chen Wenyao swallowed the elixir, and after a while, the paleness on his face was replaced by ruddy, his frown was loosened, his whole body was surrounded by a layer of aura, and the aura slowly permeated his skin, and then it was like Like a whirlwind, all the surrounding aura was sucked in by him, surrounding him, from the outside, it was smoky.

This phenomenon lasted for seven days and seven nights. On the last night, the night sky that was still full of stars just a second ago suddenly darkened, and the kind of people who couldn't see their fingers. After a while, the disciples who are still practicing will find that there is a faint thunder in the sky. , At first it was just as thin as a thin line, and later, the lightning became thicker and thicker, reflecting the Qi Yunpai like daytime.

"Crackling——" A thunderous light pointed directly at the cave where Chen Wenyao was.

Zhao Yixian had expected this to happen a long time ago, so he jumped out of the cave and resisted for Chen Wenyao.

After that thunder calamity, the dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate, and countless shining stars leaked out from the cracks in the clouds.

The sky is full of stars again.

However, whether it is a disciple who was awakened by the thunder or a disciple who was already practicing, they are destined to spend a sleepless night.

Because, the direction that the lightning is pointing at is the mountain peak of Elder Zhao, Zhao Yixian.

It is said that he has a disciple who formed a golden core before the age of 20. It is said that that disciple should not be able to use a sword...

Chen Wenyao didn't know how complicated the mood of people outside was. He only knew that when he looked happily at the little doll in his dantian, which looked very much like himself, and then opened his eyes, he saw Master holding the doll with one hand. On the wall, she looked at herself in relief, but there was a trace of bright red blood on the corner of her mouth.

Master is injured!

This was Chen Wenyao's first thought. He pushed away the things that were in the way, and knelt down in front of the master.

"Master... What's the matter with you, Master?" Chen Wenyao slowly took Zhao Yixian's weak body and let him lean on his shoulder.Only at this time did he realize that Master's body had been twitching.

"I'm fine." Zhao Yixian leaned quietly in Chen Wenyao's arms, looked at Chen Wenyao who was sweating profusely, and touched his face, "Promise me as a teacher, don't do anything that makes me unhappy."

Chen Wenyao nodded and kept asking, "Master, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

However, Zhao Yixian didn't have the strength to answer him anymore, and when he tilted his head, he lost consciousness.

Zhao Yixian's consciousness left his body and floated in the air. He watched the little apprentice hugging his body and shouting, but he didn't respond at all.

He didn't know if he could survive, and he didn't know if it was worth it?

That day, when Mount Qiwu was besieged by the Demon Dao, he had a premonition that he would not be able to return. He still remembered the Demon Dao exuding black energy. He was able to easily injure himself when he was fighting. If he hadn't run fast, he might have been captured alive.

However, on the way back, he felt unbearable pain in his abdomen after being stabbed. After returning, he helped the little apprentice resist the thunder disaster. It must be that the devil energy has invaded the internal organs, so he couldn't stand the fainting .

I think he, Zhao Yixian, has fought against Mo Dao countless times, but he didn't want to suffer a secret loss this time.

Chen Wenyao checked, only to find that there was a bloody hole in Master's waist and abdomen, and there was still a trace of black gas oozing from it.

This is... the people of the devil way did it!

"Hey! Hurry up and find someone to save your master! If it's too late, you won't be saved!" 9527 shouted in Chen Wenyao's ear, and finally regained his sanity, hurriedly hugged his master and headed towards the head of the sect fly away.