I revive the sect through alchemy [Transmigration Book]

As they said, Minghuazong waited outside Shenhezong at Maoshi.However, when Bu Zhen and others rushed back all the way, they didn't even see a ghost.

The disciples ran at the forefront, stopped halfway, and looked around in a daze.

"Where's his wife?" The sky fire in Fang Ruan's hand went out with a "pop", which seemed to be a bit of a lack of interest.

Chen Qianxing and Liang Deng looked ahead, feeling a little uncertain: "The mountain guard array is indeed closed, it shouldn't be."

Du Chenglu supported his forehead, secretly thinking that the master really had the foresight.

Just in case, when they left the inn, all of them used the invisibility formula and covered their bodies with concealment symbols.

"Look at your feet with your spiritual sense."

Everyone froze for a moment, then jumped up one after another.Ming Huazong was too stubborn, all of them were buried in the sand, hiding their breath and waiting quietly.Seeing them like this, I don't know whether they are concentrating and calmly waiting to break in, or they are chatting happily in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In fact, all the disciples of Minghua Sect were indeed transmitting sound, but the content was very serious.

"Brother Zhao, when shall we do it?"

"hold on."

Since the inexplicable theft of the treasury that day, Xue Rushui has said that he has retreated and ignored the internal affairs of the sect, and entrusted all matters such as the sect competition to Zhao Tong and Xue Xiaoxiao.

A few days ago, the two led a team to Tianqing Mansion, and received a message from Ji Zhijing as soon as they landed.At the same time, the disciples who stayed in Yaoyue Mansion also confirmed that the Shenhe Sect had indeed left Qingzhou Mansion.

For this big competition, Ming Huazong brought all the outstanding disciples.Zhao Tongqian brought back the best of them when he returned to Qingzhou Mansion.

This group of people is different from the ordinary disciples who envied Shenhezong before.They have always been proud of the Minghua sect, and really look down on the third-rate sects.Moreover, some of them have experienced outside, and they only came back recently for the Zongmen Grand Competition, and they have not been really beaten by Shenhezong.

Whoever is lying in the sand is not the proud son of heaven, and whoever is usually beaten is not directly hit.Right now, I am still suffocating after eating sand. This kind of grievance is unheard of, so within 2 minutes someone called.

"A little Shenhe Sect actually wants to dispatch me to wait. Is Brother Zhao making a fuss over a molehill?"

"Exactly. No matter how superb their sect's alchemy is, they are still just a group of alchemists."

"After finishing the work later, everyone can take whatever panacea you like." Zhao Tong said with a relaxed tone, "It's my brother's apology to all of you."

Seeing that the timing was almost the same, Zhao Tong gave an order.

However, the voice of the order was stuck in the middle.Bu Zhen slowly floated over from behind, flipped his hands over, and a tornado was created out of thin air.

The swirling wind instantly took away a large amount of yellow sand on the surface, and the monks hidden in it were accurately exposed one by one.The tornado swept past and finally stopped somewhere.

"what--"

With a scream, the familiar figure was thrown into the air, and landed with a "bang" after spinning at a high speed.

Chen Qianxing covered his face on the spot and couldn't help saying: "Sect Master, please be gentle, Zhao Tong fell unconscious and how can we target him later."

Bu Zhen paused, and was shocked that he had been blind for so long.

Xiao Chen is nothing but black.

"Don't worry, when I landed, I used my spiritual power to cushion it. I'm sure my buttocks will bloom without getting dizzy." Bu Zhen looked at Zhao Tong's shattered protective spirit, and suspected that the tailbone might be broken.

Tsk, that's a big deal.

Taking advantage of the time when everyone in Ming Huazong was in a trance, they all entered the mountain gate in one flash.

"Brother Zhao, where is the strong wind coming from?!"

"Could it be that my junior sister made a mistake when watching the sky at night, and last night showed that there is no wind today."

Zhao Tong spit out a mouthful of sand, licked his mouth, and narrowed his triangular eyes: "The sudden gust of wind added to the fun, implying that my Minghua sect is about to sweep away."

Enduring the unspeakable pain behind him, Zhao Tong limped and waved: "Juniors, let's do it!"

Bu Zhen, who was walking at the end, almost staggered.God has the virtue of being good at life, and unexpectedly gave Zhao Tong such a crippled brain and a positive and optimistic heart.

There is a huge stone at the entrance of Shenhezong Mountain, on which the name written by Bu Zhen himself is on it.Ji Zhijing held the driftwood branch in his hand, and waited seriously from behind.

"Old Ji, here we come!"

"Hurry up, the place is reserved for you."

Bu Zhen looked at the leaf mark Ji Zhijing placed on the ground, and the corners of his eyes twitched.He walked over and teased: "Xiao Ji, where do you think it's better for me and Zhenren Yu to stay?"

At first, he just wanted to ease the atmosphere, after all, everyone seemed excited and nervous.After all, he has practiced penance for 500 years, and this is his first testimony.In particular, the two in-person instructors were still at the scene, as if the scene of the public execution.

"Sovereign, I've already figured out the location for you guys." Ji Zhijing stretched out his hand and pointed at the gate stone, "You two stand here."

Everyone gasped and wanted to laugh at first, but the aura around them had already started to vibrate slightly.All the staff drew out their spirit weapons, their expressions serious for a moment.

"Senior Brothers, you should save some for your senior brothers. The pills of Shenhezong are becoming more and more difficult to buy."

"Master taught that the strong in the cultivation world are respected. Brother, we must not let it go."

The swaying spiritual energy spread out in waves, and there was a sound of jokes in the crescendo of spiritual pressure.Bu Zhen squinted his eyes, he was actually quite satisfied with Ming Huazong's lineup.At the beginning of the [-]th golden core period, it is barely considered that the old guy Xue Rushui has eyesight.

Fang Ruan's head popped when he heard Ming Huazong's words, and he almost threw two fires directly.Bu Zhen stopped him: "Wait a little longer."

Du Chenglu, who is well versed in the master's heart, explained thoughtfully: "How can the ostentation carefully arranged by Zhijing be wasted."

Ever since, the monks of the Minghua Sect rushed into the Shenhe Sect with colorful spiritual weapons, and the unstoppable silky feeling was really refreshing.

Just as they were arguing endlessly about the ownership of the medicinal materials in the spiritual field, a majestic spiritual pressure rushed towards their faces, and everyone was caught off guard and turned upside down.

"what's the situation?!"

"Another tornado?!"

"No, no, I can't see clearly..."

"Damn it, I just bought a cassock!"

At the moment when everyone released the spiritual pressure, Bu Zhen winked to the side.Ji Zhijing spread out his palms, a handful of fine wood chips emerged, he threw them forward, and spread them around in the wind.Fang Ruan accurately threw the heart of fire, and the whole audience was on fire.

But in the blink of an eye, the sporadic fires turned into a large area, and the white-clothed monks were in a panic under the monstrous color.Just when they were confused, they suddenly heard a lazy voice.

"I didn't know Ming Huazong was here, so please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

Then with a snap of his fingers, the sky filled with water mist fell on his head and face.The fog that was supposed to be soft and misty was heavy, like huge ice in the deep sea, and the thorough cold soaked into the bone marrow, and everyone knelt down on the spot.

It was so cold that it couldn't release its spiritual power at all, and when it relied on instinct to tremble for warmth, the spirit weapons that fell on the ground seemed to be drawn and suddenly flew in the same direction.

It was the same lazy voice, this time with an obvious smile.

"Come here, and give gifts, I'm so embarrassed."

Bu Zhen waved his hand, and the two heavens of ice and fire completely dissipated.In front of the boulder at the mountain gate, six tall and straight figures stared coldly at each other.The robes of the two monks at the top were fluttering, and the wide sleeves were blown away.

"Bu, Bu Zhen!" Zhao Tong raised his eyes, his pupils constricted instantly, and he gritted his teeth to force out a leaking voice, "You, why are you!"

Ten years ago, the members of the Shenhe Sect were only at the early stage of foundation establishment, and they had already formed alchemy with the flick of their fingers. What an amazing talent; let's look at the skills they just used, what a talent!

Zhao Tong is not the only one who understands, all the monks of Ming Huazong are fanatical.A task that was originally boring, suddenly became meaningful.

If they can take away their kung fu and learn the secrets of their cultivation, what would Man Man Tian Dao be afraid of!

Hearing someone calling him, it happened that Bu Zhen felt that this position was really hot, so he jumped down and landed leisurely in front of Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong's temples jumped violently, and he tried to stand up, but Yu Feihan swept him to the ground with a sword, and he fell down completely.Bu Zhen lowered his eyes with a smile, but the words he said had no emotion.

"Everyone of Ming Huazong came here uninvited." Bu Zhen threw up his sleeves, and the six golden elixirs behind him burst out in unison, "Is there something important?"

Before the words finished, Zhao Tong and the other disciples of Minghua Sect all tightened their backs.

"An alchemist in the early stage of Jindan has such strength!" Someone lost his voice.

Under the loss of voice is suppressed fanaticism, Ming Huazong's fighting spirit is even more high-spirited.

Zhao Tong suddenly jumped up.According to the current situation, and looking at Ji Zhijing who was smiling all over the back, the idiot also knew that they had been cheated by donkeys.

Although he didn't know when the Shenhe Sect came back, Zhao Tong concluded that they must have caused the tornado just now.The tailbone is still aching, and the aftertaste of the two heavens of ice and fire has not disappeared.Zhao Tong, who had underestimated the enemy, suddenly became more cautious, and began to plan wildly in his mind.

Including Bu Zhen, there are a total of seven Jindan early stages, and there is no chance of winning against 21 of them.What's more, at the same level of cultivation, alchemists are at least three realms weaker than sword cultivators.At this moment, a bold statement burst out behind him.

"Who is not a golden elixir anymore, Ming Huazong has no cowards!"

Before it was too late, twenty golden elixirs on the ground slapped the ground, and took out the spiritual weapon from their bodies.All the spiritual pressure exploded around him, and the anger gushing out went straight to Bu Zhen and the others.

Gee.

"I was thinking at the beginning that I was tired of fighting with my own people." Bu Zhen raised his eyes, "The sparring partner sent up by the Zongmen Grand Competition before, fights to earn money."

All the members of the Shenhe Sect gave a loud shout, sacrificed their spirit weapons, and rushed up immediately.

New and old hatred, only in a moment.

The Ming Huazong came this time, and he is indeed the seed player of the Zongmen Grand Competition.Although their swordsmanship is inferior to Xuantian Sword Sect, they are still outstanding in second-rate sects.The strong sword intent breaks through the layers of spiritual pressure, it is really unstoppable.Moreover, creatures like Sword Cultivator are stronger when they are strong.They were angered by Shenhezong's surprise earlier, and now they all exploded.

There are some dharma repairs left, and the spiritual formulas are dazzling and annoying, and the battle situation immediately becomes stalemate.However, Shenhezong responded in an orderly manner. It must be said that Yu Feihan's training partner played a key role.

Fang Ruan, a fire dragon entangled the opposite sword, snorted coldly: "My mother likes to practice swordsmanship the most." After speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he took a moment to glance at Master Yu.

Bu Zhen and Yu Feihan found a tree and stood there among the shadows of the moon.Hearing this, he raised his voice and said, "Xiao Fang, I will remember what you said."

unwise!

Ji Zhijing burst out laughing, and flung out hundreds of vines, entangled the three monks around him in an instant.As long as there are seeds in the "Wanmu Jue" he practiced, he can use spiritual power to give birth.

With Bu Zhen's guidance, he even drew inferences from one instance and made full use of the alchemist's talent.He injected the special medicinal liquid into the seeds, and through continuous experimentation, he finally succeeded in cultivating a variety that could grow normally.

"what--"

The three people who were entangled felt as if they were being pricked by needles, accompanied by unbearable itching.The itching that went deep into the bone marrow forced them to put down their spiritual weapons, fell to the ground and started scratching their bodies.

Chen Qianxing's "Golden Treasure Axis" is completely opposite to himself, cold and harsh, capable of commanding the soldiers of the world.He has only reached the third floor so far, but it is enough to deal with Ming Huazong.

He attracted the spirit weapons of the people around him, and then Du Chenglu appeared. The "Ningyun Heart Sutra" has been cultivated to the highest level, and it can gather clouds and call for rain. In the hands of Bu Zhen's mother, it is more of an auxiliary skill.Later in the process of cultivation, he found that Du Chenglu's Dao was too sharp.

Through trial and error, Du Chenglu has his own "Ningyun Heart Sutra".Influenced by Yu Feihan, he turned clouds into swords, used softness to overcome rigidity, and hurt people unexpectedly.

The monk who was taken away by Chen Qianxing was surrounded by the sea of ​​clouds before he could react.While relaxing softly, the sea of ​​clouds turned into pieces of flying blades, cutting off their robes in an instant.

Yu Feihan stretched out his hand suddenly, and Bu Zhen pulled his hand away twice: "Don't block, I haven't seen how Zhao Tong is."

Just like Bu Zhen's original plan, Du Chenglu, Ji Zhijing and Fang Ruan were the main attackers, and Chen Qianxing was the field controller.Li Enen and Liang Deng have been defending them around.

"The cooperation is good." There was satisfaction in Bu Zhen's eyes, and he looked at Yu Feihan, "What do you think?"

Yu Feihan was silent for a moment, then said, "I still need to exercise."

Bu Zhen laughed and pushed his shoulder: "You are too strict."

From the gorgeous morning glow to the rising sun, the sun gradually turned to the center.The Shenhe Sect more or less lost their lottery, but they successfully abolished the eighteen golden elixirs of the Minghua Sect.

There was a lot of wailing on the yellow sand, and Bu Zhen glanced at them. Their injuries would never heal within three years.Looking at the cultivation of this group of people, Bu Zhen reasonably suspects that this is the team of Ming Huazong participating in the competition.

Happy, Ming Huazong is afraid that tears will flow into rivers, regretting the beginning.

In fact, it does.Zhao Tong gritted his teeth and abruptly withdrew from the battle line.Those disciples of the Shenhe Sect were very difficult to deal with, and they were ruthless. If they couldn't go all out, their lives would be in danger.

The triangular eyes turned, and he suddenly licked his lips.He winked at a monk next to him, and that man knew how to attack Yu Feihan backhandedly.

Yu Feihan dodged sideways, and the scabbard hit back.A muffled groan sounded, at the same time, Zhao Tong had arrived in front of Bu Zhen.He took out a jade talisman from his pocket and threw it forward.

"go to hell!!!"

Each of Xue Rushui's true disciples has three jade talismans, which contain a full-strength strike in the late stage of Jindan.Zhao Tong has read it a long time ago, Bu Zhen is only at the early stage of Jindan, and he can't resist it no matter what.He asked his junior to draw Yu Feihan away, no matter how fast the opponent's sword is, it is impossible to catch up with him.

The scarlet eyes shot out viciously, waiting with great anticipation for a splendid firework.

The voices of calls from all around made people even more emotional.

"Zhao Tong, I wanted to spare your life because of your good figure." A cluster of anger slowly appeared in Bu Zhen's hands, "There are always people in the world who are as stupid as pigs."

Sighing softly, Bu Zhen squinted his eyes and turned his heart on the jade talisman.At the moment of contact, he refined instantly, and then turned to Zhao Tong.

"Why do you think this thing will fly according to your wishes?"

Bu Zhen said coldly, lightly twisted two fingers, and then the jade talisman exploded.

"Do not--"

"what--"

The aura attribute and attack method that swept the audience made Bu Zhen instantly recognize that this was Xue Rushui's move.A few disciples beside him obviously knew each other, and suddenly they were a little bit embarrassed.

"I worked my life for Xue Rushui, but was killed by the other party."

"He's been kind of a joke all his life."

Bu Zhen watched quietly for two seconds, then turned around and walked towards his disciples, and suddenly said: "Cultivating the Tao and cultivating the mind is a good beginning and a good end."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the Jindan of Ming Huazong.Everyone was in a panic, and there was a mess in the wind.Bu Zhen took one step closer, and they climbed three steps back.

"Bu, Bu suzerain, spare your life!"

"I was wrong, wrong! Big mistake!"

"I will leave Minghua Sect immediately, and I will not dream of any sect competition! I, I will change to other ways!"

"I would like to eat fast and recite the Buddha's name from now on, and I will never repent—no, I will abolish my cultivation right away, and I will never..."

Ji Zhijing rolled his eyes three times in a row, just now he explained that Huazong didn't have a coward.

Bu Zhen found that there was no magic energy in the monks present.He frowned and looked at Yu Feihan, obviously the other party noticed it too.

"I don't like to kill."

After a word fell, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.This time Fang Ruan rolled his eyes, a scholar can be killed and cannot be humiliated, Ming Huazong is a shame for my generation.

"But I can't let you go back easily."

Everyone began to sift the chaff again.

Bu Zhen raised his hand and said to his disciples, "Strip them to me."

……

The five puzzled faces turned around neatly, and Bu Zhen clicked his tongue: "Did you see you, Senior Brother Du? Learn from it."

Ji Zhijing and the others trotted after Du Chenglu, and then watched him dumbfounded as he stripped his clothes and took out his bag on the spot.The whole movement is extremely smooth, but the expressionless face is a bit dry.

"Shoot fee." Du Chenglu suddenly smiled, "Master, right."

Hey, iron post.

Originally, Bu Zhen hadn't figured out how to deal with these disciples of Ming Huazong.But just now that thin bamboo pole suddenly mentioned that they were indeed going to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition.

That's easy.

They were already injured and couldn't participate in the competition, Xue Rushui was heartbroken for a round.If these disciples were wiped out and returned empty-handed, this would be another huge blow to Ming Huazong.Xue Rushui's heart ached for two rounds.

Of course, all of the above are secondary. The most important thing is that Bu Zhen suddenly remembered that he would have to pay the Tianqing Mansion's teleportation array later.

"No trousers left." Bu Zhen smiled.

……

Suzerain, it's too, too cruel!

It would be really cold to sit on the flying sword with bare buttocks.Besides, these monks probably lost the strength to Yujian.Thinking about the scene of them returning to Ming Huazong, I couldn't bear to look directly at them.

Bu Zhen doesn't care whether these are available or not.As soon as he reopened the mountain protection formation, a jade slip came through the air.The next thing I saw was another monk who liked to seal his voice in it.

"Sect Master Bu, where are you and your disciples?"

"The rules of the Zongmen Grand Competition have been changed!"

The disciples also heard it, and they gathered around one after another, signaling to the suzerain to tell the content quickly.Bu Zhen put his spiritual consciousness into it and read the attachment.

During the process, he slapped Pang Pang, and had a hypocritical farewell with the three brothers.Then close the door, sit on the flying sword and go to the teleportation array outside the city.

After reading it, Bu Zhen first asked Yu Feihan, "Is there a rainforest in Tianqing Mansion?"

As a native of Tianqing Mansion, Fang Ruan was the first to answer: "Tianqing Rainforest."

Bu Zhen nodded, pondered twice, and suddenly an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Xiao Fang, let me introduce you."

Fang Ruan was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing special about it.Scratching his head for a while, suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared.

"There are a lot of bugs and thieves."

……