The First Saint of Alchemy

This place is not far from the old stronghold of the aspirants. Tang Yan came to the mountain gate and sighed softly when he saw that the former grand scene was in ruins.

The rise of a sect is destined to be full of swords and thorns along the way.

After watching for a while, Tang Yan was about to go to Su's house when he suddenly sensed fluctuations in Sun Jincheng's sub-gu.

The supplier of snow monkeys should have appeared.

Transforming into a swordsman, Tang Yan communicated with Xukong Zizhu in Qingbao Pavilion. With a thought, the person appeared in the exclusive room left for him by Sun Jincheng.

After connecting with Sun Jincheng Zi Gu, Tang Yan inquired about the situation.

According to Sun Jincheng's feedback, Tang Yan knew that the visitor was Qianhun and was resting in Sun Jincheng's study.

Arriving at Sun Jincheng's study, the fat Sun Jincheng was refilling tea for a middle-aged man.

The man was short in stature, had a gloomy face, and cold eyes, as if he was not to be approached by strangers.

Tang Yan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the monkey seller was actually a master of the first level.

Seeing Tang Yan, Qianhun frowned and looked at Sun Jincheng displeased: "Pavilion Master Sun, who is this?"

What answered him was Tang Yan's sharp palm.

The terrifying aura made Qianhun's eyes widen with fear.

He wanted to resist, but his body was firmly imprisoned by the powerful force around him. Then a huge force came and beat him to pieces.

A green light entered his mind, and his eyes instantly became clear.

"What's your name? What force does it come from?" Tang Yan asked.

"I am Qianhun of Shenyuan Sect." The man answered honestly.

Tang Yan was a little surprised, thinking that Qianhun was a pseudonym, and asked: "What happened to those children who were made into spiritual pets? Tell me in detail."

Qianhun replied: "Our cultivation method requires blood, preferably the blood essence of children, preferably no more than twelve years old.

At this age, the innate spiritual energy born from birth has not completely dissipated. Integrated into the essence and blood, it is a great tonic.

We will take away children from some poor families in the name of becoming disciples.

When these children enter the sect, they will be allowed to practice martial arts. After all, the essence and blood of warriors are richer, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

When they are almost twelve years old, their blood and essence will be drained.

In the past, these 'medicine dregs' would be directly fed to the spirit beasts. Later, the sect's Chunliu Protector came up with the idea of ​​making the 'medicine dregs' into 'spiritual pets' for sale.

Because spiritual pets are very popular and can bring good profits to the sect, this business is maintained. "

"How long has Shenyuan Sect existed? How many children are killed every year?"

"The sect has been around for more than five hundred years. The number needed increases every year. Ten years ago, the sect only consumed 30,000 children, and last year it consumed 50,000.

It is expected to grow slightly this year. "

Tang Yan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his voice became colder: "So many children are missing, won't their relatives find them?"

Qianhun shook his head: "When recruiting disciples, we will make it clear to their parents that entering the sect seeks longevity in martial arts. They will no longer be mortals and will never see them again in this life.

And we will subsidize some money, and they are all vying to send their children in. "

"Will all children become spiritual pets?"

"No, some people with low bases don't know how to teach martial arts and use blood directly.

After the martial arts practitioners drain their essence and blood, they will become spiritual pets, but only 30% of them will survive. Qianhun replied.

Tang Yan felt his chest was congested. After calming down a little, he ordered: "Tell me about the strength of Shenyuan Sect."

“The four great protectors of the Shenyuan Sect are all saint-level.

Among the eight hall masters, three are saint-level, and the rest are all ninth-level monarchs.

The people below were all disciples, less than two hundred of them, divided under the sects of various hall masters.

The sect leader believed that soldiers valued elites rather than large numbers, so they did not raise idle men. Only those with superior abilities will have the opportunity to join the sect.

As for the strength of the sect leader, no one knows.

The four guardians all respect the sect master from the bottom of their hearts, and they may have reached the super level. "Qianhun told the situation.

Tang Yan's eyelids jumped when he heard this. Beiling was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Who would have thought that a small sect with about two hundred people could have such incredible combat power, with only seven members at the Light Saint level!

The strength of the sect leader is even more unfathomable.

Their sect master was quite capable, but it was a pity that he followed a crooked way.

The Shenyuan Sect can actually exist for more than five hundred years. How many children must have died in their hands? Just thinking about Tang Yan makes me shudder!

He is not a righteous person, but when he encounters such an evil force, he easily lets it go, which makes his conscience uneasy!

However, he did not get carried away by his blood. If he rushed over on his own, he would most likely become a tonic.

You need to find a strong helper!

His most powerful ally is none other than Tian Mei.

But I don’t know the specific strength of the leader of the Shenyuan Sect. If it is the late stage of super-grade, Tianmei will just get the takeaway delivered to his door.

If you want to truly destroy the Shenyuan Sect, you need the power to absolutely suppress them.

Medicine Valley!

A flash of inspiration flashed in Tang Yan's mind, and he suddenly became excited. Yao Gu really has this strength!

Pacing back and forth in the room, thinking carefully about how to frame the blame.

After a while, Tang Yan had an idea.

After asking for information about Shenyuan Sect in detail, Tang Yan left Qingbao Pavilion and rushed towards Shenyuan Sect.

In order not to alarm others, Tang Yan spent his own money to buy these snow monkeys and let Sun Jincheng take care of them temporarily.

Shenyuan Sect is located in Tian'an Mountain in the northeast of Zhongzhou, not far from Qingbao Pavilion.

Using Phantom Step with all his strength, he reached his destination in about two hours.

Tian'an Mountain is not very high, just over two hundred feet, but it stretches for tens of miles and looks spectacular from a distance.

Deep in the mountains, there is a mountain with many pavilions, but the buildings are not luxurious. They look simple and plain, like a small sect that does not fight with the world.

On the huge stone at the mountain gate, the three words "Shenyuan Sect" are engraved.

Many young people are practicing on the mountain, and the scene is peaceful and harmonious.

Tang Yan looked at it for a while, and felt very uncomfortable.

These children are the tonics for Shenyuan Sect to practice, but they don’t know their fate.

Here they are well fed and warmly dressed, and there are masters who teach them martial arts and give them expensive pills for practice. They all regard themselves as disciples of the sect and are loyal to the sect.

And the forbidden land behind this mountain is their destination.

Only when they are qualified to become tonics will they discover the truth of the sect.

However, the children who discovered the truth either died or were made into spirit pets, and the truth was covered up.

The children in the front peak did not find it strange that people kept disappearing around them.

The sect had already given an explanation, saying that those disciples had learned well and went to a better place to practice.

The young men who are unwilling to lag behind will take the disappeared senior brothers and sisters as their goal, work hard to practice, and strive to be recognized by the sect one day and enter the better place in the legend.

Shenyuan Sect Forbidden Land.

There is a cave on the cliff.

The entrance of the cave is in the shape of a roaring beast, exuding a palpitating breath.

Putting on the Hidden Heaven Clothes, running the Tai Chi Heart, and taking another Hidden Qi Pill, Tang Yan quietly rushed to the cave entrance.

There are two people guarding the cave entrance, both of whom are king-level.

Tang Yan passed the two people and walked carefully inside along the cave entrance.

The passage went all the way down, and the surroundings were made of hard golden rock. There are some fireflies on both sides of the passage, emitting a faint light, making the passage not so dark.

After walking about a hundred feet, the scene in front suddenly became clear. This is a huge underground square.

The smell of blood coming to his face made Tang Yan frown.

A large number of night-shining pearls are inlaid on the top of the square, making it like daytime. There is a statue in the middle, the statue is a "person" with a pair of wings and fangs in his mouth.

Seeing this statue, Tang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had seen this thing on the stone wall of the Tianxuan Secret Realm, it was a blood clan!

Shenyuan Sect needs blood to practice, could they be related to the blood clan?

After looking at the stone statue for a while, Tang Yan looked around again.

There are five caves around.

One in front, two on each side.

According to the hint given by Qianhun, continue to move forward, it is the cave of the sect master.

"The cave facing the stairs is not suitable for living, it's unlucky..." Tang Yan complained in his heart, and did not dare to rush in, but carefully came to the first cave on the left.

This is the territory of "Chunliu", one of the four guardians.

After walking two miles along the passage, there was a dripping sound in front of the front, and the smell of blood became stronger.

After leaving the passage, a spacious underground palace appeared in front.

In the middle of the underground palace is a huge blood pool.

In the middle of the blood pool was an altar covered with patterns, on which sat a naked woman.

There was a dragon at each corner of the altar, and a thin red liquid spurted out of the dragon's mouth, which fell on the woman's body, flowed down her body onto the altar, and then fell into the blood pool.

The woman had a charming face and a hot body, and her plump figure should have excited Tang Yan, but the blood on her body made the scene extremely terrifying, and he could not have any evil thoughts.

Feeling the powerful aura on her body, Tang Yan deduced that she was the guardian Chunliu.

Her members sat around the blood pool, all women.

Tang Yan looked for a while, and felt that he could not find an opportunity to frame someone here, so he retreated.

He went to the hall where the other three guardians practiced, and found that like Chunliu, everyone was soaking in the blood pool and could not find any opportunity.

Retreating to the square, Tang Yan began to think about how to act.

Just as he was racking his brains, a boy came out of the passage of the sect master's cave and walked towards the hall of "Qiufeng Guardian".

Tang Yan's heart moved and he followed carefully.