The First Saint of Alchemy

The dense black iron was extremely dense. The piece on Tang Yan's back weighed at least a thousand pounds.

With the iron on his back, Tang Yan's body sank suddenly.

He took a step forward, leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

As he took the first step, Tang Yan's pace began to speed up.

"Roar!" A roar came out, and then a strong wind came from the grass on one side.

The spiritual power in his body surged out like a tide, and he swung the Wuxie sword in his hand fiercely, slashing at the red figure fiercely.

"Ding!" A crisp sound came, and Tang Yan saw clearly that the one in front of him was actually a fourth-level spirit beast: Lanlan Tiger.

Although Lanlan Tiger was only fourth-level, it was extremely ferocious and powerful, and it could still fight against fifth-level spirit beasts. The only drawback was that its endurance was low. After two quarters of an hour of ferocity, it would be exhausted.

Tang Yan's speed dropped a lot with the dense black iron on his back. Lanlan Tiger, who should have been defeated in a few moves, was beaten to a pulp.

A quarter of an hour later, Lan Lanhu couldn't help but want to retreat when he saw the skinny little creature in front of him being so durable.

And it was this moment when the breath weakened that the sharp Tang Yan immediately caught it, and his strength surged, and the terrifying explosive power instantly appeared. The Wuxie Sword in his hand instantly crossed the front limbs of Lan Lanhu with a graceful arc.

In pain, Lan Lanhu's body immediately half-knelt.

Tang Yan's speed did not slow down, and the Wuxie Sword was swung again.

Lan Lanhu, who had already fallen into a slump, could no longer hold on and soon died under Tang Yan's sword.

However, Tang Yan was soaked because he was carrying the dense black iron behind him.

After a brief rest, Tang Yan continued to move forward.

Although the wild forest is very large, according to the information, the spiritual beasts here will not be of high grade, almost all of them are level six or below.

Such an environment is simply a paradise for cultivation for Tang Yan.

After a day, Tang Yan was a little tired.

Find a secret place, without removing the Mixuan Iron behind him, and directly cross-legged to practice.

It seems that because of the Mixuan Iron, Tang Yan's spiritual energy needs this time have increased a little.

After taking five Crazy Yuan Pills and refining them quickly in the Heaven and Earth Cauldron, Tang Yan felt that the fatigue of today was recovering rapidly.

Time passed day by day, because this place was still too far away from the inland of the Northern Spirit Realm, and he didn't see a single person along the way.

This went on for half a month.

At the beginning, Tang Yan was still a little tired carrying the Mixuan Iron, but now he has gotten used to it, and even the sound of his footsteps has become lighter.

After half a month of continuous fighting, Tang Yan's aura has become a little more fierce.

And Tang Yan also walked into the depths of the wild forest.

This place is a pile of rocks, surrounded by stones of different heights, the tallest can be two feet, and the shortest is only half a person's height.

After entering the stone pestle, Tang Yan, who had been walking in a phantom step all the way, suddenly lost the interest in flying and simply walked.

The stone was gray, plain and covered with frost.

The wind blew through the cracks of the stone, making a slight humming sound. Apart from that, there was only the sound of Tang Yan walking.

There was no dangerous atmosphere around, and Tang Yan was able to relax and start thinking about the next plan.

Wen Ding would come to the Northern Spirit Realm, and he had to find out the situation in the Northern Spirit Realm as soon as possible, and then plan a clear development path for Wen Ding.

He needed to accumulate enough energy to find clues about his parents.

The threat of Mingyou Valley also needed to be resolved.

His own strength had to be improved quickly.

Tang Yan frowned, and many things pressed down on him, making him depressed and irritable.

It was a mess, with no clue, but he was overwhelmed, and time was running out!

What should he do next, and how should he do it?

How should he gain a foothold in the huge Northern Spirit Realm?

The letter left by his father mentioned that when he achieved something in the Northern Spirit Realm, he would go to the Spirit Realm to join him.

It is so difficult to be the best in the Northern Spirit Realm, how many difficulties and obstacles will there be in the Spirit Realm?

Can I really do it alone?

Tang Yan, who was depressed, stopped in frustration, took down the dense black iron and put it aside, and sat on a stone to rest.

I am so tired, I might as well go back and listen to Xiang. What's wrong with being the national teacher who is above one person and ten thousand people, and being admired by the world?

The wind around him was still singing softly, and Tang Yan slowly closed his eyes.

On the huge rock behind him, some thin black smoke emerged at some point, gradually surrounding Tang Yan and penetrating into Tang Yan's body.

When the black gas entered the body, it was immediately burned clean by the true qi containing the fire of heaven and earth.

As if realizing that Tang Yan was not easy to control, faint black smoke emerged from the surrounding stones.

At this time, the black smoke from the stone behind Tang Yan became more and more fierce, like ink and blood, invading carefully and violently.

The feeling of fatigue became more and more serious. Tang Yan was motionless and even wanted to lie here forever.

Hmm, it seems to be dark? Just take a nap and go back!

"No! I just arrived in the Northern Spiritual Realm, why do I want to go back?"

Tang Yan, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

Another thought inexplicably arose in his mind--

[The Northern Spiritual Realm has many large sects, which have been cultivated for generations and almost monopolized the cultivation resources of the Northern Spiritual Realm. Some Tianjiao are already gifted and have supreme resources. I am just a commoner. I have to spend time and effort to fight for everything. What can I use to compete with the rich Tianjiao? 】

Thinking of this, Tang Yan's face was depressed and his heart was bitter.

Yes, other people's resources are ready-made and of high quality. Why can I be better than others?

I don't even belong to this world, like an isolated island in the universe.

In a deep sleep, Tang Yan's confused mind suddenly emerged with the scene of learning to make alchemy since childhood, and the picture became clearer and clearer.

Then an extremely unwilling momentum suddenly grew in Tang Yan's body, radiating from the inside to the outside.

Why?

Because my master's sect is the most noble force in the inner world, respected by thousands of people.

My master is a famous alchemy saint, and I am the only true disciple of my master!

Alchemy, power, business, Taoism... money, treasures, secret books, everything!

The soul of a ninth-level alchemist, looking at the Northern Spirit Realm, who can match it?

The treasure of the Cauldron of Creation of Heaven and Earth is also in my hands!

I came from a famous master, with extraordinary talent, extraordinary experience, and a rare treasure. Why can't I fight for it?

[Perhaps you are lucky enough to grow to the same height as other geniuses, but no matter how powerful a person is, how big a wave can he stir up? Which top power in the Northern Spirit Realm does not have 1,800 geniuses? ]

[Any top power can destroy you to ashes! The Northern Spirit Realm is still like this, let alone the Spirit Realm? ]

Negative emotions emerged again, but Tang Yan had already carried the Mixuan Iron again!

Many people appeared in his mind.

Zi Yun, who was cold, proud, warm and pure.

Lin Dongxue, who realized the true qi of Tao and risked her life for him.

Fang Xuan, who was good at strategic management.

Du Shu, who was proficient in business management.

Wan Fei, whose martial arts were always one step ahead of others.

And Yu Juechen, Yang Jiayi, Qin Yueer...

The faces of the people who wanted to dominate flashed quickly in his mind. They were not only geniuses, but also partners who could be trusted with their lives!

And his father was also working hard to reunite the family.

From the beginning to the end, he was not fighting alone!

I have the power to fight for everything. How can I be so weak and self-pitying?

I will kill anyone who stands in my way!

I will kill him until the world turns upside down!

I will kill him until the gods and ghosts change color!

I will kill him to create a bright and peaceful world!

The momentum of the ninth-level alchemist suddenly appeared, and he was so majestic and murderous!

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