The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Everyone was at a loss.

Duguhu walked around the room impatiently for several times before he stopped and said: "Now the situation has been determined. Yu Minghong is the only Holy Son and will enjoy the most resources. You should treat him as the Holy Son even when you see him." Treat them the same, do you understand?"

Everyone nodded silently.

Qin Feng's face was very ugly. He understood that from the moment he concealed the fact that Dugu Aotian collected the refining red flame, he had been bound to Dugu Hu.

Although with his own status, Yu Ming can't do anything against him, his descendants will definitely be targeted, and their lives will not be as smooth as before.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but ask: "So let's forget it? If Yu Mingliang advances to the late stage of Danhai or Yu Minghong advances to Danhai within this hundred years, we will be in trouble."

"Don't worry," Duguhu's eyes were terrifyingly cold, like a poisonous snake that chooses people to eat. "Is it so easy to advance to the later stage of Danhai? It is absolutely impossible to advance in a hundred years. Besides, even if Yu Minghong boarded the The position of the Holy Son, hehe~"

Everyone smelled the unusual smell, and their eyes immediately lit up.

"Everyone, please go back and keep a low profile from now on. Yin Shengli, please find out for me who Yu Minghong has met and what things he has done in the past few years, especially the person who is following Yu Minghong when he comes back. Even more so, understand?" Dugu Hu's voice was terrifyingly cold.

A middle-aged man in gray who had achieved great perfection in the late stage of elixir formation had a serious look on his face and immediately agreed.

After everyone left, Dugu Aotian knelt down with a face of shame, "Grandpa, my grandson is incompetent and cannot defeat Yu Minghong, this loser."

"It's not your fault, Aotian, we can only find another opportunity." Duguhu's eyes made people shudder.

"Grandpa, what should I do?" Dugu Aotian immediately asked impatiently.

"What you have to do is to hide your capabilities and bide your time, stop refining elixirs, spend all your time and energy on improving your cultivation, and wait for the Hundred Saints War in forty years."

Dugu Aotian understood, "Grandpa, do you mean to kill him on the Hundred Saints battlefield?"

"Yes, each sect in the Hundred Saints battlefield can enter two saints, and you must have a share. You must do a clean and beautiful job when the time comes!" Duguhu solemnly warned.

Dugu Aotian nodded repeatedly and said with a sneer: "Don't worry, Grandpa, although that boy Yu Minghong has great fame in the Soul Seizing Conference, he has also offended Ge Jianxiong, the Holy Son of Yunding Palace. When we join forces, we will definitely be able to defeat him." Kill!"

"Very good, Aotian, your plan is good. The enemy of our enemy is our friend!" Dugu Hu twisted his beard and smiled.

Looking far in the direction of Yu Minghong's cave, Dugu Aotian's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Yu Minghong, wait!"

...

Ten days later.

Within the big formation.

The four people who had been teaching and arguing continuously for ten days finally shut up.

They were really a little tired.

However, their eyes flashed with exhaustion, but more importantly, they were filled with unspeakable excitement and satisfaction.

During these ten days, they seemed to be in the vast universe of Alchemy, traveling and exploring. Every lecture and argument was a profound excavation of the true meaning of Alchemy.

The four people present are all the first-class alchemy masters in the world, and their understanding of alchemy is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Especially Chi Yanzi, who is a great master of alchemy who can refine fifth-level elixirs. His profound foundation and practical experience have provided countless valuable examples and techniques for everyone.

As for Zhan Nianchuan, he learned to cross the four tribes of humans, demons, Buddhas and demons, and read an extremely rich collection of classics. At the same time, he also has the eyes of a roe deer owl, which can sense extremely subtle changes.

The questions he raised were sharp and profound, often touching on the most subtle aspects of alchemy and inspiring people to think deeper.

What's even more valuable is that among the four of them, there is no sectarianism, no distinction between superior and inferior realms, and no entanglements of interests. There is only pure love and pursuit of alchemy. They share their knowledge and experience without reservation, while also accepting questions and suggestions from their peers with an open mind.

In such an atmosphere, the keys to the solutions to the alchemy problems that had troubled them for many years were found one by one. The originally obscure theories became clear under the collision of collective wisdom; those seemingly insurmountable bottlenecks gradually collapsed through constant attempts and explorations.

Ten days passed quickly, but for them, every moment during this period shone with wisdom and passion.

Looking at the three people who were slightly tired, Chi Yanzi, who looked gloomy and full of lifelessness, said with a smile: "Okay, you are tired too, let's rest for an hour first."

The three of them fell to the ground with a bang, showing no trace of the demeanor of a saint or a saint.

Looking at the three people sleeping soundly, Chi Yanzi sighed with a smile, "Three really good young people."

After walking out of the formation, he nodded towards Yu Ming who looked respectful, turned to look at Huang Defa who looked worried and Lin Yunzhi who looked concerned, and said with a smile: "The three young people are all very good. They are all top-notch weapon-refining geniuses in the world, and I’m afraid their future achievements will be higher than mine.”

Huang Defa was slightly surprised to hear Chi Yanzi's high evaluation, while Lin Yunzhi was extremely happy.

"Old friend, Fellow Daoist Lin, my wish has been fulfilled. Goodbye." Chi Yanzi smiled casually, waved his hand, and walked into the formation again.

Huang Defa opened his mouth and raised his arm slightly, as if he wanted to keep him, but he finally let it go slowly and sighed.

......

An hour later.

Zhan Nianchuan was the first to wake up.

Looking at Chi Yanzi, who was sitting cross-legged and his face was full of death, Zhan Nianchuan wanted to say something but stopped.

Chi Yanzi smiled slightly, "You can see that it's not because my life span has ended, but because I met a powerful evil cultivator and was forced to use a powerful but costly forbidden technique. This situation is irreversible."

Zhan Nianchuan nodded silently. He had previously observed the condition of Chi Yanzi's body with the Eye of the Roe Owl, and was surprised to find that the vitality in his body was constantly fading, and the speed of fading was more than a hundred times that of a normal person.