To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 75 Gexia

I don’t know how long it took.

Outside the veins, the sun rises and the moon sets.

After several days and nights.

Heavy rain finally hit the Belling County battlefield.

Wow! The heavy rain poured down on the smoke-filled battlefield.

Washing away the remaining blood stains on the ground.

After one night, the rain stopped.

Clear skies.

Greenery reappeared on the battlefields that had been silent due to wanton destruction.

At the same time, there was no movement in the underground mineral veins that had been silent for several days.

Kong Jiao has no signs of waking up yet.

Instead, Shangguan Yuzhou's eyelids fluttered as he was surrounded by sword energy, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The sharp sword light flashed from his pupils.

His aura has entered the sixth realm of Wheel-Nurturing.

More than that, there seemed to be something more in his body, some kind of power.

As he woke up, the silver-splitting iron ore scattered around the veins was pulled by the power in his body and exhaled silver aura, as if to welcome his arrival.

"How long have I been asleep!" Shangguan Yuzhou looked blankly at the dark environment in front of him, then patted his head and asked a series of questions.

"Why am I here?"

He remembered that after a life-or-death battle with the Blood Clothes Alliance monk, he forced himself to crawl into a cave with the last of his consciousness, and then he didn't know anything else.

However, this was not the cave he crawled into before he passed out.

Moreover, what happened to the gauze on my body?

With a dazed mood, Shangguan Yuzhou looked around carefully with the help of the brilliance spit out by the silver-swallowing iron ore in the veins.

Then his eyes were fixed on a familiar figure lying on the ground not far from him.

"Junior Brother Kong!" Shangguan Yuzhou's eyes lit up, and all his doubts seemed to have been explained.

Then he struggled to stand up and walked to Kong Jiao.

The latter seemed to have been injured in some way and fell into some kind of coma.

Shangguan Yuzhou approached and tried to shake him awake, but there was no reaction at all.

This made him frown, and he tried to whisper: "Junior Brother Kong!"

He knew very well what kind of temper Kong Jiao was. Even when he was practicing, no one could get within three feet of him.

Incredibly cautious.

If there hadn't been any accident and his consciousness fell into coma, he should have woken up when he walked up to him.

"It seems that I was in danger when I was in a coma, and it was Junior Brother Kong who saved me." Shangguan Yuzhou was deeply moved.

Apart from the old wounds, there are no new scars on his body.

I think this is all thanks to Kong Jiao.

Of course Kong Jiao would not know that Shangguan Yuzhou had woken up.

When Elder Ge entered his consciousness and wanted to seize him, his consciousness entered a long period of darkness.

I don’t know how long it took before I finally woke up.

However, what I saw was not the familiar scene in the mine.

Instead, they came to a suspended attic. The building was surrounded by a deep night sky, and nothing could be seen except those distant stars.

As for the attic, it was brightly lit.

Rows of bookshelves line the attic, almost filling the entire attic space.

"This is where?"

Kong Jiao looked at the scene in front of him blankly, then raised his hand and patted his cheek to confirm that he was still alive.

He clearly remembered seeing the little man who looked like Mr. Ge in the mine, but when he was about to take out the poison pill as a last ditch resistance, he fell unconscious.

Kong Jiao is no longer a rookie in cultivation.

I didn't read the books in the miscellaneous library in vain, and I vaguely guessed a little bit about the situation I was facing.

"Oops! I won't be kidnapped, right?" Kong Jiao patted his cheek hard again with a strange look on his face.

More than one book in the Miscellaneous Library has mentioned the legend of body seizing, saying that after monks reach a certain level, they can abandon their physical bodies and their souls leave their bodies.

Even if the body is destroyed, it can still be reborn.

But right now, my situation doesn't seem to be like being taken away from me.

"It's all in the fog." Kong Jiao rubbed his brows in distress, and simply put these incomprehensible things behind him.

"The most urgent thing is to think about how to get out of here. And where is this damn place? Is there no way out of this attic?"

His eyes wandered around the attic, and after confirming that there was no way out, Kong Jiao's expression suddenly turned grim.

I can only turn my attention to the rows of bookshelves in the attic.

"Let's see if we can find any clues."

Muttering in his mouth, Kong walked to a row of bookshelves in twos and twos and picked up a book.

Strangely, there is no signature on the cover and no title.

This made Kong Jiao wonder whether this thing was actually a book.

Until he opened the cover of the book.

Buzz! I saw a white light flashing in front of my eyes.

After Kong Jiao's consciousness regained consciousness after a brief period of chaos, he found that he had come to a strange place.

A place similar to an alchemy room, the smell of medicinal materials filled the whole room.

He seemed to have become a medicine boy, constantly pouring Entering Spirit into the alchemy furnace in front of him to maintain the flame of the alchemy furnace.

You also have to sort the medicinal materials and identify the types of each Spirit Medicine strain.

Kong Jiao was unable to control his body during the entire process, like a bystander, watching what the drug boy did from a first-hand perspective.

The medicine boy has a serious master who always scolds him every time he makes a mistake.

Although the master is very strict, he is really kind to himself.

Whenever there were mistakes, he always taught them over and over again.

Although his tone was harsh, the medicine boy knew that the master loved him very much.

As the days passed, the medicine boy grew up and began to try to make medicine on his own.

What is gratifying is that the drug boy discovered that he has a high talent for Alchemy Dao.

When he was less than sixteen years old, he made a batch of high-quality elixirs on his own.

That day, the master was very happy and drank a lot of wine. The medicine boy was also very happy and vowed to become an alchemist as powerful as the master.

Time passed slowly, the medicine boy grew older, but his master grew older.

"Senior Brother Han, the sect's essence of heaven and earth is reserved for those young disciples with potential. Although your Alchemy Dao talent is high, your Cultivation Talent is... it is difficult to allocate the essence of heaven and earth to you."

A man in red came to the alchemy room and said apologetically to the medicine boy's master: "Besides, you are too old, and your chances of breaking through the ascending wheel are even lower. Instead, you have wasted the time of heaven and earth." Jing, why don’t you use your remaining heat?”

After the man left, the medicine boy saw his master sitting at the door of the alchemy room all night.

The medicine boy is no longer a child. He understands that there are dozens of Alchemists like his master in the sect, and most of them have not absorbed the essence of heaven and earth.

Although he thinks that his master's Alchemy Dao talent is no weaker than those of those people, maybe the sect doesn't think so.

"Ge Xia, the master is going on a long journey." The next day, the master carried his luggage and said goodbye to the medicine boy. The medicine boy's name was Ge Xia.

"Master's wish in this life is to refine the Third Grade elixir, but his cultivation has trapped him. Now that my life is approaching, I can't just die like this. I want to break through the ascending wheel, and I must refine the Third Grade elixir. , a glimpse of what’s happening above Alchemy Dao.”

The master has left, and we have been apart for three years.

When he returned again, the master was even older, but unfortunately he did not find the essence of heaven and earth.

Moreover, Ge Xia saw a heavy look of death on his master's face. He was injured while he was out.

Less than a month after returning, the master was already bedridden.

Ge Xia took care of him for three full months, and finally his master died.

The night before leaving, the master called Ge Xia to him and grabbed his hand.

The master's strength was so great that it caused pain in Gexia's wrist.

Ge Xia saw strong unwillingness and resentment on his serious master's face.

"Ge Xia, you must break through the ascending wheel, and you must get the essence of heaven and earth."

"I haven't refined the Third Grade elixir, but you can definitely do it."

"I agree to be my teacher. In the future, you will definitely become a monk in the Ascension Wheel Realm. You will definitely become the best alchemist in the Huode Sect!"

Gexia should be in tears.

Although he knew that with his talent, it was absolutely impossible to get a share of the essence of heaven and earth allocated by the sect, he still agreed.

The master left with so much reluctance that he could not close his eyes when he died.

Three years after his master's death, Ge Xia was almost thirty years old. As expected, his Cultivation Talent was not favored by the sect.

He considers his Alchemy Dao talent to be very high, but in the entire Huode Sect, which specializes in alchemy and artifact refining, he can only be considered to be in the middle or upper reaches.

Far from stunning.

"Perhaps, I will be like my master." Ge Xia sat in the alchemy room feeling dejected.

Until one day, when he was packing up his master's belongings, he found a red-sealed book called "Blood Refining Method".

It records in detail how to use human blood as a medium to refine the essence of human spirit, which has the same effect as the essence of heaven and earth.

His master never touched the "Blood Refining Method" until his death, and he also did not give him the "Blood Refining Method".

He stood in front of his master's grave for a whole day and night with the book in his hand.

The next day he went out.

Three hundred miles away from the Huode Sect, a village was massacred overnight.

The scene ends abruptly here.

This book is still close to being read by Sanjiang

It is important to follow the data

Don't worry, everyone, hurry up and take a look. Whether you can go to Sanjiang will depend on this week.

I went fishing in Sanjiang for a month, so I must concentrate on coding.

(End of chapter)