The Alchemist God

At night in Tongtian City, battle flags were flying in the simple camp of Longdan Camp. Tongtian City was so close to Tongtian Gorge that Lin Muyu had to garrison nearly 100,000 troops here, and there were many magic crystal cannons. The demons didn't dare to step out of Tongtian Gorge for more than two months. Even if there were, they were just some human beings responsible for scouting and investigation.

Lin Muyu sat cross-legged on the bed in the tent, the divine power in her body turned into waves, hitting the entrance of the meridian again and again. The biggest difference between a god and ordinary practitioners is the way the power is used. The power of a god is like waves. There is an endless wave, which is called the wave of gods in the cultivation world. Once a battle is fought, the power of gods is inexhaustible, but ordinary practitioners are far behind.

However, the cultivation of the gods is also quite hard. There are ninety-nine levels of caves in the divine realm, and each small cave is very difficult to cultivate. Lin Muyu has only cultivated to the tenth level of the cave after entering the divine realm for nearly half a year, and it is still difficult to advance. In fact, the method of cultivation is very simple. Use the wave of gods in the body to impact the meridians and bone marrow entrance in the body. The more waves in one minute, the better. When Lin Muyu launched the eighth wave, he already felt that his body was too much to bear. During the ninth wave, he felt that his body was about to burst in half. Trembling, the absorption of power can no longer keep up with the use.

ah……

Lin Muyu slowly opened her eyes, but she was still unable to launch the eleventh tidal wave within a minute. It seemed that her cultivation was destined to stay in the tenth cave, which was very depressing, because it meant that she The maximum degree of physical endurance is the wave of the ten gods.

On the side, the wall of space not far away slowly opened, and Ouyang Yan's graceful figure appeared, lying on the camp bed next to Lin Muyu very rudely, lying down lazily, and the red dress flew from the carcass like fire. Surrounding her, she outlined her charming arc, tilted her head to look at Lin Muyu, and said with a smile: Don't be decadent, it's not easy for you to cultivate to the tenth level of the cave at your age, you may not know that after stepping into the divine realm It will be extremely difficult to cultivate, each level of cave breakthrough requires a lot of practice and time, some gods have not entered the second level of cave after a hundred years from the day they stepped into the divine realm, you should be lucky.

Every part of Lin Muyu's body was slightly damaged by the impact of the wave of gods, and he could not continue to practice, so he lay down and asked: Ouyang, you have cultivated to the peak of the god king, and it is reasonable to have broken through the fiftieth stage. It’s so heavy, how long did it take?”

How long did it take? Let me think about it... Ouyang Yan pondered, and said, I stepped into the realm of the god king when I was 7,500 years old, broke through the thirty-fold cave, and when I was 32,000 years old, I broke through the fifty-nine. It has been more than a hundred years, and there is still no breakthrough, alas... After being plotted against in the heavens and losing the godhead, the current cultivation base can only instantly lift the wave of the twenty-fold god, and the long road of cultivation seems to me... What's the point?

Don't be discouraged, you will get back what you lost. Lin Muyu comforted casually, then suddenly opened her eyes wide, and said, Didn't you tell me last time that you are only over 8,000 years old? Why are you over 30,000 years old today? Years old?

ah?

Ouyang Yan was a little flustered, and said, Did I say before that I was more than 8,000 years old?

have!

Then... that may be because you are afraid that you will dislike me as an old hag!

You stepped into the sanctuary at the age of twenty-six, and your face will remain forever. What is there to worry about?

Anyway... just worry...

At this moment, there was a whistling sound of wind coming from outside the camp, as well as the sounds of Situ Sen and Fengxi checking the sentry——

Situ Sen: Is Your Highness asleep?

Guard: Sleeping.

Feng Xi said: That... is that goddess Ouyang Yan also sleeping in His Highness's big tent?

Yes, my lord.

Hmph. Fengxi said lightly: Ouyang Yan was originally just a rebel from the Yihe Kingdom in Lingnan, but I didn't expect His Highness to value her so much. Sure enough... there is a knife on Sezi's head!

Situ Sen was a little disdainful: Che, Feng Xi, you are just jealous of His Highness.

I... what am I jealous of Your Highness? Feng Xi argued.

You still say no? Situ Sen smiled meaningfully: I ask you, even if you Fengxi is capable, you have slept with all the ladies of Lanyan City, but have you slept with a real goddess? Your Highness asleep.

Fengxi groaned and fell silent.

It is true that it is easy to sleep with a woman, but difficult to sleep with a goddess, especially Ouyang Yan, who seems to be hot and unrestrained, but is actually covered with thorns, which is more attractive to watch from a distance than play with.

Lin Muyu and Ouyang Yan in the tent are both god-level cultivation bases, so they can hear it clearly. Lin Muyu was silent and pretended not to hear these words. The reason why Ouyang Yan was allowed to sleep in her room was just to let this It's all for the Fire Dance God King to point out his practice. As for the sleeping goddess that Situ Sen mentioned, Lin Muyu really didn't think about it, nor was he in the mood.

On the other hand, Ouyang Yan was lying on the camp bed, looking sideways at Lin Muyu, and said with a smile on her face, Look, what others are talking about us.

Lin Muyu lay flat, not looking at her, and said calmly: You are not afraid of the shadow if you are upright.

But if you're not upright. Ouyang Yan smiled coquettishly at him, lay down on her back, kicked the quilt away, and said, I don't care if you have the guts or not, anyway, I'm a deep sleeper, and I'll do whatever you do have no idea.

Lin Muyu didn't speak, her heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. This state of mind has been like this ever since Qin Yin's death, and only when she saw Tang Xiaoxi did she get a little turbulent. But even so, Ouyang Yan, a peerless stunner, was in front of her eyes* *, Lin Muyu couldn't help but said in his heart: Damn it...

It's late at night, go to sleep.

...

Among the mountains of Libei, there are auspicious clouds lingering. There are only mountains, rivers and rivers here. Hundreds of beasts are rampant, and the terrain is steep. In an uninhabited area, the group is adjacent to Tongtian Gorge in the east and Yunling in the Yunzhong Province in the west.

In this uninhabited wonderland, the cries of a group of sparrows disturbed the tranquility of the mountain. They were a group of sparrows with colorful wings. There were dozens of sparrows in total. Green vines, and the green vines are knotted together to form a simple big basket. In the basket sat an old man with white beard and hair, floating like a fairy, holding a small shovel in his hand, and said with a smile: Queer Queer, over there, take me to fly there!

twitter……

The sparrow yelled, flapped its wings and flew over.

This is a ten thousand high stone wall, covered with light vines, and just between the gaps in the stone wall, a small white flower is blooming under the moonlight.

Shenglian, I finally found it!

The old man couldn't help being happy, and walked out slowly stepping on the edge of the basket, his footsteps stepped in the void, there were faint ripples, and divine power swelled around him, he was indeed an old man who had stepped into the divine realm , the small shovel dug up the soil between the stone crevices, and dug out this holy lotus.

This time, that spirit crane should be saved.

The old man smiled gratifiedly, holding the holy lotus in his palm, suddenly his eyes were covered with golden light, and the holy lotus trembled slowly, and traces of white medicinal essence rose up, gathering in the air, and it was extremely pure The medicine essence, this old man's ability to refine medicinal herbs may have been cultivated to the realm of transcendence and holiness!

Looking at the mountains and lands of the Great Qin Dynasty, who else can have such a cultivation level, can talk to birds and beasts, and can benevolent to all things, except Qu Chu? A medicine gourd hanging from his waist that was damaged by friction, and the faintly visible golden purple hyacinth flower on the worn-out cloak already explained everything.

After refining the medicine essence completely, Qu Chu dived down from the sky, his whole body fell into the bottom of the valley like a meteor, and after penetrating through the clouds, he landed among the mountains and rock walls, under clusters of emerald green dwarf pines, I saw a spirit crane with a damaged neck lying there whimpering and mourning. Its neck was directly pierced by a sharp arrow, and it was seriously injured. If it wasn't for its natural spirituality, it might have died.

Qu Chu opened his hand to hold the arrowhead part of the arrow, and suddenly he spit out the secret force in his palm, and the arrow suddenly shattered into powder. Just when the blood of Linghe was about to spray out, Qu Chu's palm lightly ignited He vomited, and at the same time stopped the bleeding, he poured all the medicinal essence of Shenglian on Linghe's wound. The refreshing medicinal essence not only relieves pain but also heals the injury. For a while, Linghe actually gave out a cheer and directed at Qu Chuzhang Opened the wings.

Hahaha, as long as it's okay! Qu Chu stroked Linghe's head lightly, his face full of kindness.

At this moment, a few sparrows from a distance flew over through the clouds, chirping loudly in Qu Chu's ear, and flapping their wings vigorously.

In an instant, Qu Chu seemed to understand something, couldn't help but look cold, and said lightly: The demons...they are deceiving people too much, they killed Xiao Yin five years ago, do they still want to harm Ah Yu now?

It's just that Qu Chu traveled to the mountains, wandering the clouds and wild cranes, this is the life he wants, and it is this kind of open-minded and freehand state of mind that allows him to cultivate a heavenly grid, and now he has broken through the twenty-nine caves and reached the gods. At the peak of cultivation, Qin Yin was accidentally killed by Tang Xiaoxi in a battle five years ago, and he couldn't reach it thousands of miles away, but now it's different, Lin Muyu is thousands of miles away in Tongtian City, only half a day's journey away.

Come on...

Qu Chu stretched out his hand, and the invisible force net slowly pushed away a group of birds, and said with a smile: Little guys, I'm going to the lower realm to settle some matters, you wait here for me, I will come back again.

Twitter... The voices of the sparrows seemed to be chirping.

brush!

With a movement of Qu Chu's figure, he flew towards the distance like a meteor falling to the ground, but the direction he was going was not Tongtian City, but Tongtian Gorge.