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

Six hours later.

As Chi Yanzi let out a hearty scream, dozens of alchemy techniques fell into the rapidly rotating alchemy cauldron like a rainstorm. At the same time, the spiritual power of the world and the surrounding world also poured into the alchemy cauldron crazily. The four of them were shocked.

Especially Zhan Nianchuan, he couldn't help but almost screamed.

In a daze, he actually felt as if he had refined the best elixir.

The other four people also felt something abnormal and were extremely excited.

In an instant.

Bang!

The cauldron lid flew high and the flames slowly disappeared.

A strong fragrance of elixir overflowed, making the five people in the room feel ecstatic after smelling it.

Everyone was staring intently at the still-rotating alchemy furnace, impatiently inserting their spiritual consciousness into it.

"Fuck!" Lin Yunzhi was so excited that he couldn't help but uttered a curse word.

"Ten... ten high-grade pills!" Yu Ming was so shocked that the white beard on his face kept trembling.

"Lao Chi! I really have you, Ten..."

Huang Defa also shook his head in admiration and wanted to slap his old friend on the shoulder, but then his voice stopped suddenly.

His movements were frozen in the air, and the palm seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, unable to move forward any further.

Others also sensed something was wrong, and everyone looked over.

I saw Chi Yanzi looking at the ten Bi Chi Pills in the alchemy cauldron, which were half red and half blue, with three silver lines on the surface. His face showed a look of pride and satisfaction, but also a trace of indescribable exhaustion and relief.

Immediately, the look in his eyes quickly dimmed.

Even the body shriveled up and withered in an instant, eventually turning into a pile of ashes.

A constantly beating, bowl-sized brass-colored flame floated quietly in the air, blooming with endless light and heat.

Huang Defa's eyes were red, and he put away the pile of fly ash with trembling hands, "Brother Chi Yan..."

The other four people remained silent, and unanimously bowed deeply to Chi Yanzi's last relic left in this world.

In their hearts, they were full of gratitude and respect for this kind and strict senior who guided them in the direction of Alchemy.

After a long time.

Huang Defa's expression returned to calm.

He looked at Yu Ming, who was standing respectfully aside, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Yu, the matter here is over. I still have something to discuss with this little friend of yours. You can leave first."

Yu Ming wanted to take Zhan Nianchuan back with him, but he did not dare not agree to Huang Defa's orders, so he took Yu Minghong and bowed respectfully and walked out of the formation.

Similarly, he did not choose to leave Yanzhou City directly, but walked towards Yuxi Pavilion.

Watching Yu Ming and others leave, Lin Yunzhi also gave a slight salute and said: "Senior Huang, we are leaving too. We will go to Zhongzhou to trouble you another day."

"I am always waiting for you, Taoist friend." Huang Defa smiled slightly.

Lin Yunzhi glanced at the Yuantong Wujin Flame suspended in the air, and then smiled at Zhan Nianchuan, who was standing calmly aside: "Exchanging alchemy with my friends is one of the great pleasures in life. If you have time, you can Come and have fun in Linzhou.”

"It's an honor for me to meet Senior Lin and Fellow Daoist Qiu. If I have the chance, I will definitely go to Linzhou in person and ask Senior about the secrets of alchemy." Zhan Nianchuan returned the greeting with fists in his hands.

Qiu Wujian was not good at words. He just smiled at Zhan Nianchuan and followed Lin Yunzhi out of the formation.

There was silence.

Only the Yuantong Wujin Flame was beating slightly, shining with a mysterious and alluring light.

Huang Defa calmly looked at Zhan Nianchuan, who lowered his head slightly and showed a respectful expression, and remained silent.

After a long time.

Zhan Nianchuan took the initiative to break the silence, "Senior, what are your orders?"

"I'm very curious, how did you get into Qingluo City in the first place, or are you originally a member of Qingluo City." Huang Defa's smile was warm and gentle, but his words were earth-shattering.

He looked at the silent Zhan Nianchuan and pressed forward step by step, "And how did you get the Siren Soul Card? Logically speaking, the place where the Siren placed the Soul Card should be the most tightly guarded, and it would never be possible for outsiders to get it. !”

They were definitely following Jian Yanqin, otherwise they would never know my identity, a thought flashed in Zhan Nianchuan's mind.

As his mind whirled, his face showed no trace of emotion, instead he became more respectful: "Senior, I am just an alchemist and a good friend of the Holy Son of Taiqing Palace..."

There were no signs.

Suddenly, a monstrous pressure suddenly fell on Zhan Nianchuan, making his bones crackle and his whole body hit the ground with a loud bang.

This force was as heavy as a mountain, pressing out the last breath of air from his lungs. The feeling it gave him was the same as the gravity on the hundred stone steps of Huineng Cave.

The deformed body sank deeply into the hard floor, blood surged out of the body, and it was about to be crushed into pieces of flesh.

At this most critical moment, his greatest reliance, the Bodhi tree that proudly stated that Huang Defa was not worth mentioning, did not move at all!

Damn it!

This broken tree is trapping me!

Zhan Nianchuan cursed in his heart.

How could he sit still and wait for death? The moment his body was about to be crushed and broken, he let out an angry roar.

Countless black scales protruded from his body, and his momentum and strength doubled.

However, this was of no use. Facing the pressure unleashed by the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul at close range, he seemed as weak as a baby.

He had no choice but to use his spiritual thoughts to communicate with the storage bag and sacrificed the big puppet.

With the appearance of this puppet, and the powerful pressure released to resist part of the pressure, Zhan Nianchuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and struggled to grab a handful of talismans from the storage bag, and looked at Huang Defa with a determined face.

He looked at the big puppet with eyes like looking at a treasure, circled around it several times, and praised: "Great, great, there are such a brilliant weapon refiner in the world, such a wonderful puppet, it's too powerful, it's really hard to imagine."

Turning his head to look at Zhan Nianchuan who was holding the talisman tightly as if facing a great enemy, Huang Defa smiled faintly: "My friend, you want the top-grade spirit stone, I'm afraid it's used to activate this puppet?"

He could feel that the power of this puppet disappeared very quickly when it resisted the pressure he released.

Zhan Nianchuan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

This old guy saw it.

Without the Bodhi tree and the puppet, he didn't even have a chance of winning.

So he simply put away the talisman and admitted frankly: "Yes, senior has a good vision. I am also half a disciple of senior Chi Yanzi. You will not kill me in front of senior Chi Yanzi, right?"

"You are trying your best to show your skills. You want to get Chi Yanzi's favor and use it as a talisman," Huang Defa laughed, with an admiring expression on his face, "Who told you to be dishonest? It's not too much for me, as an elder, to teach you a lesson."

"What the hell is a lesson? I'm about to be crushed." Zhan Nianchuan muttered in his heart, but his face was still full of smiles, "It's not too much, it's not too much, senior is teaching you a lesson."

Being able to establish a relationship with the first weapon refiner of the Great Jin Dynasty is surprisingly beneficial to him.

"Very good, then tell me honestly, is there anyone behind you." Huang Defa's face was full of smiles, but his eyes were staring at Zhan Nianchuan like a hawk.