Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy - Chapter 683

Chapter 683 Ming Zhaotian, the place of inheritance (please vote for me on June 1st!)

 The majestic spiritual energy poured in, forming a monstrous spiritual energy tornado.

A figure floats in it, rising and falling, high and low, like a duckweed involuntarily.

With a physique comparable to that of a wild beast, he struggled to hold on under the terrifying impact of spiritual energy and not be torn to pieces immediately.

 But, I can’t find a way forward, I can’t find a way out!

At this moment, a stream of pure mana faintly emanated from the wooden sign on his chest, and merged into the spiritual energy tornado like ripples.

 It is the realm of Nascent Soul!

 With the addition of the domain, the surrounding spiritual energy is still violent, but there is now a calm place.

Luo Chen suddenly paused and steadied himself, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

“I see.”

There is a trick to entering the inheritance place through this spiritual energy tornado. You must have a method similar to the Nascent Soul realm to be able to flow down the river, so that you will not be torn into pieces by the violent spiritual energy.

Thinking of this, he asked Han Zhan to lift the realm of Yuanying, and his own Senluo Hell was revealed.

As expected, after the appearance of Senluo Hell, he could also move freely in the spiritual energy tornado.

but!

 Because his Senluo Hell relies on his own power, rather than relying on the aura of the outside world, the price of his freedom of movement is the rapid consumption of his own mana.

“If other Jindan people want to enter Mingzhaotian, they must either have similar pseudo-domain methods like me, or they must rely on the blessing of Zhenren Yuanying, or they must refine targeted magic weapons in advance like the master of Moyun Cave. ”

After thinking about this, Luo Chen stopped forcing it.

 “Senior, it’s up to you to do it!”

“Um.”

Once the Senluo Fire Hell was closed, Han Zhan’s Nascent Soul realm expanded again.

 In the faint green light, Luo Chen dived steadily.

I don’t know how long it took, Luo Chen’s feet touched the ground and he had reached the deepest part of the spiritual energy tornado.

 The place where he settled was a stone platform.

 “Teleportation array?”

As soon as this idea came up, the formation started on its own.

Luo Chen’s body was like a mountain. He was motionless, only feeling the light and shadow flowing, and his body seemed to be torn apart.

 When that feeling dissipated, he had arrived in an unknown place.

 The simple stone platform hangs alone in the night sky.

Underfoot, it was dark and dark, bottomless.

 Outside the stone platform, there is an unknown unsullied wind blowing endlessly.

As far as the eye can see, everything is lonely, with only fourteen star-like light sources emitting light.

No!

　　It is better to say thirteen than fourteen, and one of them is extremely dark, giving people a feeling that the way forward is dead.

Just when Luo Chen was observing his surroundings, the wooden sign on his chest trembled slightly and detached itself.

 “Senior?”

 The soul-nourishing wooden sign hangs in the air, emitting a faint light.

 At the next moment, a human figure fell out, it was another refined corpse refined by the Red Corpse Master.

There are two ends in total, one melted into Zhuque Mountain, and this is the only one left.

Han Zhan’s soul-nurturing wooden tablet fell on the refined corpse. In just a short moment, the originally dead corpse began to appear alive.

His eyes trembled, and he opened them slightly, revealing the vicissitudes of life.

 “It’s been a long time since I felt down to earth.”

Han Zhan was attached to the refining corpse and stamped his feet, feeling quite happy.

He looked at Luo Chen and said, “Give me the Seven Evil Sword and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. I don’t have anything handy. I can help you if you encounter a battle.”

Luo Chen hummed, took off the Soul Sky Sword Box containing the Seven Evil Swords from his back, and then handed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner into the opponent’s hand.

With the help of these two magic weapons, Han Zhan finally had the strength to fight.

While Han Zhan was getting familiar with the corpse-refining body, Luo Chen observed the surroundings.

 Finally, he slowly raised his head and looked at the huge stone wall surrounding the stone platform.

 At the front, there are three words.

　　　　　　　　　　Ye Mingzhao】

 This is the origin of the name of Ming Zhaotian, the third day of the Demonic Land.

Luo Chen didn’t understand what it meant, and his eyes slowly moved back, and a line of small poetry came into view.

 With the Tao of the Nineteen Heavens, it’s both flat and weird.

 The people’s hearts have no calculation, and the national players sometimes lose.

 The meteor is far away, but the sound is dry and the hail is late.

It was only one game in Linxuan, and the cold sun was setting in the west again.

“This is a poem about Go.” Han Zhan walked over, glanced at it, and said slowly.

Luo Chen also knew it and understood its meaning.

 The general idea is very simple. It is nothing more than using chess as a metaphor to describe the ups and downs of the world and the unpredictable nature of people’s hearts. The situation is constantly changing, and if you are not careful, your life will be wasted.

Poetry is not difficult, but the strange thing is, why is this little poem placed at the entrance of Ming Zhaotian?

  Han Zhan couldn’t give a better answer to this.

“Let’s take a look at the next road to avoid being overtaken by Tai Sui later.”

“Does he dare to come in?” Luo Chen asked.

Han Zhan chuckled, “I’m afraid he dares! Didn’t you hear what he said? Before leaving the Demonic Land, he cannot merge with his true body. The person who caused such shackles should be the master of this place, Demon Lord Liantian, who did something to his body. What kind of method. If he does the opposite, if he keeps his soul and body separated, he won’t be restricted. “

Luo Chen opened his mouth, but finally had no words to refute.

His eyes fell on the fourteen shining star points, and he said slowly:

 “This should be the way out.”

Han Zhan stepped forward, “It is also the entrance to the inheritance place!”

Luo Chen stepped forward, stood side by side with him, and glanced at each other.

 “Do you want to get inheritance?”

“If you didn’t want to, how could you come in?” Han Zhan asked.

Luo Chen shrugged, “I can’t go back. Tai Sui’s clones are surrounding me in Falling Demon Abyss. Even if I rush out, there will be Yue Canglan Falling Abyss Dragon Sect and Bai Crow Ghost Sen, two fifth-level psychic spirits, blocking my way… “

“hehe.”

Han Zhan chuckled lightly, not revealing Luo Chen’s true inner thoughts.

He started walking around the fourteen points of light, and as he walked, he said: “Tai Sui once said that the Demon Lord of Heaven Refining is the most powerful Master of Refining the Void among the people he knows, and he has used more than a dozen kinds of law power. “

“Not to mention whether these words are exaggerated, but judging from the arrangement of the Five Elements of Heaven, this person is truly shocking and unparalleled in ancient and modern times.”

“And the inheritance laid down by such a being must have its purpose, and the content of the inheritance is definitely good!”

“If we can get one or two of them, we will benefit a lot throughout our lives, and we may even be able to advance to become gods!”

 At this point, his footsteps stopped next to the faintest star point.

“Here, the stars are dim and the road ahead is dead. It means that people have passed by and the inheritance has been taken away. Luo Chen, who do you think has obtained the inheritance of this place?”

 Luo Chen frowned and subconsciously wanted to say Yuan Mo Sect, but stopped when the words reached his lips.

 In my mind, a name subconsciously emerged.

The only human being in Beihai who can transform into a god—Li Canghai!

 According to rumors, it was after he came out of the sinking sea that he luckily achieved a breakthrough in becoming a god.

 There are even rumors that he received the formation inheritance in the ruins of the Sunken Sea.

 Looking back at what we did in the Demonic Land, we can see that the formations were everywhere, and they were all exquisite.

If Li Canghai really obtained the core of the Demon King’s formation, it would be natural for him to advance to become a god.

 “Li Canghai, leader of Canghai Zhengdao Alliance.” He said the name.

Han Zhan smiled and nodded, “Same as I thought.”

Then his smile faded and he solemnly said: “If he can do it, we can do it!”

As he spoke, his footsteps started again, and finally stopped at a starry entrance.

 A strong attraction arose spontaneously in his heart.

 It seems that this is the most suitable place for him to go.

The only thing that makes him hesitate is probably whether the corpse-refining body can allow him to obtain a true inheritance.

If you fail, will you fall into it?

 Hesitating, hesitating, ready to make a move.

While he was wandering, Luo Chen also started to move around.

 Thirteen roads, which one should you take?

Just as Han Zhan thought, he didn’t covet these inheritances deep in his heart.

 He, Luo Chen, is a casual cultivator without a master.

 Everything is achieved through one’s own efforts. But the things circulated on the market in the world of cultivating immortals are not powerful things after all.

There are only two or three things in his body that can be considered powerful.

 The “Tianhuang Nirvana Sutra” is the most important. It improved his cultivation speed. It originated from Cangwu Mountain and is most likely the method of Qixia Yuanjun.

The natal magic weapon Hunyuan Cauldron comes from Qingdan Valley, but its upper limit depends on Tian Yezi, Han Zhan, and Qingshuang Demon Emperor, three great masters who jointly forged it for him.

Even Xuan Chen Jia and Second Yuan Dan came from Penglai Immortal Sect and Luoyun Sect.

  It can be said that the truly powerful things are all in the hands of the big sects and powerful figures.

But now, the generation of True Lord Lianxu is far “bigger” than all the people and forces in the Shanhai Realm!

If he can get one or two of them, perhaps he will be as Han Zhan said – “of endless use throughout his life”!

Then which path should I choose?

 Luo Chen walked slowly, feeling the connection between himself and those star points.

one two three!

 Fourteen star points, three in total, exude the attraction that makes his heart beat.

  But there is one thing that is not optional.

 That is the path that may represent the inheritance of the formation.

There are only two places left.

“What do these two places represent?”

Just when Luo Chen hesitated, a slight tremor came from the stone platform behind him.

 A figure slowly emerged.

He has a fat body and a thin face, and his eyes are full of anger.

 It’s Tai Sui!

 “Luo Chen, I’m taking the first step.”

Han Zhan’s message came, and then he made up his mind and stepped into the starlight.

 The reason for his decisiveness is simple.

Tai Sui exudes an aura of terror that completely surpasses the early Yuanying monks.

 Such an existence is no longer something he and Luo Chen can fight together.

Luo Chen’s face changed slightly, and he finally made a decision at the star entrance that attracted him the most.

Nodding to Tai Sui, Luo Chen stepped in.

At this moment, the formation gradually dimmed, and Tai Sui strode out.

 But on the lonely stone platform, there is no trace of the old friend.

Tai Sui clenched his teeth and his eyes were red.

He took one step forward and came to the star entrance where Luo Chen entered. Just as he was about to chase after him directly, his steps stopped in mid-air.

 “The things left behind by the master are opportunities for others, so they are not for me.”

“In the place of inheritance, different roads lead to the same destination. As long as I go out quickly enough, I can always meet that kid again… His name is Luo Chen, not Luo Hai?”

“And if you want to get out as quickly as possible, you must choose the path that suits you best.”

After muttering a few words, Tai Sui retracted his steps and began to wander around the thirteen radiating entrances.

 …

  In the dim world, there are all kinds of ominous atmospheres.

 Some creatures, whether human or demonic, like demons or ghosts, wandering among them like ghosts and monsters.

 The ground was devastated, as if it were an ancient battlefield that had experienced countless wars.

 A Taoist priest in blood robes was walking among them, with hundreds of figures circling and dancing beside him, sometimes escaping far away, sometimes returning.

 Suddenly.

 The Taoist in Blood Robe paused with his sinister eyes and looked towards a certain place.

With a thought, hundreds of clones returned together and merged into his body, and he jumped forward.

 A few days later, a young man stood on the shore of a sea of ​​blood, nodded to him, and merged into him.

If Luo Chen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. The young man was clearly He Yuan, the direct descendant of the Yuan Mo Sect whom he had met twice in the past.

 And this blood-robed Taoist is clearly the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo.

 He stood quietly in a sea of ​​blood, with a look of emotion on his face.

“Ancestor, if you had not died, how could our Yuan Mo Sect have perished at the hands of the demon clan?”

 Then he shook his head again.

“If the Yuan Demon Sect is immortal, how can I go against the rules of the first generation of ancestors, accomplish what I want in my heart, and try to unite the three meridians into one to achieve the true form of the Yuan Demon.”

With a murmur, he was about to step into the sea of ​​blood.

 At this moment, the sound of a sword sounded.

 In the blood sea, the waves were like dragons, and a **** light shot out, turning into a simple war sword.

The battle sword hangs high, the tip of the sword is pointed at an angle, pointing at the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo in the distance.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo frowned slightly, “Why did you stop me? It was obviously you who led me here.”

The **** war sword was silent, just hanging high, its blade sharp and sharp.

Blood Nightmare Demon took a deep breath, and a rich blood light slowly emerged from his body.

“I am the twenty-seventh generation disciple of the Yuan Mo Sect, and I bear the inheritance of the Blood Sea. I am here just to collect the power left by the ancestor of the Blood Sea to help me move towards the realm of **** transformation.”

“If you become a god, you will surely restore the Demon Sect.”

“It’s fine if you don’t help me, how can you stop me!”

The rich blood light is about to be contaminated by the ancient war sword as it rolls upward.

As if aware that this **** light full of filthy power is not easy to deal with, the ancient war sword let out a mournful cry and dodged away.

Seeing that the so-called God-killing Blood Sword was forced back, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This dark world is too dangerous and full of countless monsters that he only recorded in the sect’s books.

Even the ancestors of the Blood Sea have fallen into this world!

 Hence, he didn’t even dare to think about inheritance from the dark world.

　　His purpose in coming here is very simple, which is to absorb the power left behind by the ancestor of the Blood Sea, so that he can take a further step towards the unification of the three meridians.

Of course, if he can understand some of the laws of blood, he wouldn’t mind using it to advance to become a god.

“Now we are only at the third level of Nascent Soul, and it is too early to reach the realm of divine transformation. We should first absorb the remaining ancestor power here!”

Muttered to himself, the Blood Nightmare Demon shot him several times.

 Subsequently, hundreds of figures escaped from him one by one.

 “Son of Blood God, go!”

 With one drink, hundreds of figures were submerged into the sea of ​​blood.

 After absorbing it with great concentration for a few days, Blood Nightmare Demona was sure that there was no problem, and then he cautiously stepped into the sea of ​​blood.

 As soon as he entered it, he began to activate his skills.

In an instant, his body began to melt and merge with the sea of ​​blood.

 At the same time, there is another battlefield in this world.

 Four figures stand on the broken ground.

The three of them were motionless, except for a tall, strong and domineering man squatting on the ground, looking at the broken body.

“The monsters here are too fierce. My four Nascent Soul-stage Blood God Sons all came out and cooperated with the main body to kill them by force. For this reason, I also destroyed one of the Blood God Sons, leaving only three.”

 He stood up slowly, the look of anger on his face unbearable.

“Where is the place where the Blood Sea Ancestor sat and passed away?”

“If I can’t find the place where he sat and transformed, I won’t be able to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage at all, so how can I talk about the path to transforming into a god!”

 Looking around, he made a difficult decision.

On your own, it will be difficult to find the place where the Blood Sea Ancestor rests, so you may have to spread your strength.

With a thought in his mind, the three Blood God Sons beside him fled in three directions.

 He himself, however, quietly sneaked beneath the surface of the earth.

 …

 A world full of green water and green mountains, exuding vitality.

 A figure suddenly emerged from the sky staggeringly.

He fell suddenly, creating a large cloud of dust on the ground.

 When the dust dispersed, Luo Chen’s slightly pale face was revealed.

 He looked around, and finally his eyes focused on a tall gray stone monument.

 On it, the two words “said”.

  【Danjie】

 (End of this chapter)