Immortal Voices Chapter 290: Alchemist
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When Huang Shu saw this, he sneered: "Don’t forget, before we entered Yin Mountain, there was only Rong Ya and his party in Yin Mountain. Rong Ya is a doctor, and drug manufacturing is not a problem. I can’t say these mutations. The evil spirit of Yin Shuang came from her hands."
I want to take control of Princess Rong Chao, but I don’t know what to say.
"That's not necessarily true. I can't say that there is still a poisonous person hiding in this Yin Mountain." A casual repairer retorted.
A woman wearing a purple suit chasing jade jade between her forehead smiled and said: "This fellow Taoist is right. There are many monks who fall down here, and the emperor has just broken through. Human immortal, the spiritual power in the body may not be converted into immortal power. How can I prevent the various difficulties and dangers of Yinshan? Maybe my life has already been lost."
Fanxian is the cultivation base of the small world ascending realm. After the cultivation base reaches the peak of Fanxian, it will start to transform the spiritual power in the body into immortal power. After the conversion of the immortal power in the body is completed, you can break through and become a strong person .
There are also some low-end cultivators who do not have enough stamina to transform the celestial energy, and it takes too long to force a breakthrough when they are half of the transformation.
Of course, they are also considered breakthroughs, but their strength is more than one level behind the real human and immortal powerhouses.
For this kind of people, Zhongqianjie has a unified name, that is, pseudo fairy.
Rong Xianneng has reached the level of a human immortal in her early twenties, which makes everyone incredible, and at the same time secretly guessing whether she used any shameful means.
The transformation of spiritual power also takes time to accumulate. The monks have been in retreat for decades, and Rong Xian's age of twenty is really too young.
In the rough words of some reckless people, their farting skills, Rong Xian, has grown from a mortal to an immortal, which is too horrible.
It takes four or five years for most people to transform spiritual power into immortal power, so this woman with a jade forehead suspects that the fairy power in Rong Xian's body has not been completely transformed, it is really justified.
Feng Zhongjie clasped the knife in his hand and said: "Whether Rong Ya is alive or not, I will see people when I live, and the corpse when I die."
"What if she was eaten by a monster?" someone asked.
Feng Zhongjie said gloomily: "Then cut open the belly of the monster beast and take out Rong Ya's bones."
Everyone shuddered, and they dared not say anything for a while.
"Go, keep looking." Feng Zhongjie ordered.
The distance between them and Rong Xian is getting closer and closer, but Rong Xian doesn't seem to know at all, still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai-like alchemy.
A huge pill stopped above the flame, and a faint fragrance of medicine began to radiate.
With a flick of Rong Xian's fingertips, the pill suddenly differentiated into ten small pills.
Every moment it rotates quickly in mid-air, and every time it rotates, the fragrance of the medicine is strong, and the pill shape is rounded.
At this time, Feng Zhongjie and others took a fork in the road and crashed into the swamp.
To the effect, a few more people were broken here, and were directly dragged into the swamp by the big spider in the swamp with spider silk.
When they retreated in a hurry, the branch they stepped on accidentally came back to life.
Suddenly, the branches on the ground that seemed to have died a long time ago attacked everyone like a giant python.
While the branches twitched, they entangled the monk tightly.
Like a giant snake, the huge pressure squeezed the monk's body indefinitely.
Many of the five-fold cultivators who strengthened their bodies into semi-immortal bodies did not withstand the pressure and were squeezed into a mass of flesh and blood.
The branches stretched into the flesh and blood to absorb the essence inside. This scene caused the rest of the people to panic to the extreme.
At this time, everyone discovered that all the branches here were from an old tree.
The tree is sturdy and tall, with the crown covering the sky and the sun, and its huge posture makes people unable to resist the slightest thought.
Finally, Feng Zhongjie took out the semi-immortal artifact bestowed by the court to frighten the ancient tree in one fell swoop, and fled here with the survivors.
When everyone stopped in a safe place, they realized that there were only five people left.
In Beizhao, there were only Feng Zhongjie and Zhang Danshi, Huang Shu and Cen Mo from Shanhai Daochang, a woman with a jade jade forehead, and a casual cultivator. All the others were killed.
The atmosphere in the five-person room is a bit heavy, no matter who it is, it doesn't look good.
Especially Huang Shu and Cen Mo, because Luo Peng also died in the swamp.
"Everyone, shall we continue?" The only surviving casual repairer broke the dull atmosphere first.
The woman with the jade jade on her forehead looked up and down, and asked in surprise: "Who is your excellency?"
Obviously, the cultivation base is only a person who has no magic weapon to protect the body, but he can live in the present. It is really not to be underestimated.
"Next step is now." Sanxiu said freely.
Huang Shu's eyes also flashed a hint of surprise: "I have wine now, I am drunk, I am happy and immortal every step. The 233rd on the list, I am now."
Bu Jinchao smiled, looked at the woman with the jade jade on her forehead, and said leisurely: "Bu is not as ranked as Fairy Luan."
As soon as the name "Luan Fairy" came out, even Feng Zhongjie couldn't help but look at the woman.
As far as he knows, the 220th place on the list is Fairy Luan, Gu Qingluan.
Qingluan flies west, the sea is wide and the sky is high.
This sentence refers to Gu Qingluan's practice, Feitianwu.
Gu Qingluan was born in the Qingluan Sect, and has eight immortal cultivation bases. He is one of the strongest of the younger generation of the Qingluan Sect.
The other four of the five factions all have Tianjiao who wants to marry him, but they have been rejected. He didn't expect to see this fairy Luan here.
Gu Qingluan took a deep look at Bu Jin, and said: "The trail is friendly with eyesight."
Bu Jinchao shook his head and said: "The fairy has not concealed his clothes and decorations. A monk who knows a little bit about the list can judge it."
Huang Shu and Cen Mo looked at them, and among the remaining five, they were the weakest in cultivation. If they hadn't had the magic weapon for body protection given by the teacher, they would not have survived now.
Alchemy Master Zhang took out a few pills to give to the four people, and said: "This is a pill for pill cultivation, a few fellow Taoists should regain their strength first."
The four did not refuse. In this crisis-ridden place, the sooner their strength recovers, the safer they will be.
Of course, alchemist Zhang is selfish. Although his cultivation is not weak, his ability to confront the enemy is not strong. He has to rely on the protection of these people to go out. He is respected and respected as an alchemist. He does not want to die. .
After the four recovered, they discussed with Alchemy Zhang what they should do next.
Alchemy Zhang looked around, grabbed at random, and grabbed a ray of black energy in his hand.
"Alchemist, be careful." Feng Zhongjie said worriedly.
Alchemy Zhang waved his hand, and the black air dissipated.
He immediately took out a detoxification pill and swallowed it, temporarily alleviating the toxicity.
"Alchemist, are you okay?" Feng Zhongjie asked nervously.
He took the people from the Imperial City Division to perform the task, but he and the alchemist were the only ones who died.
Master Ruo Dan also had an accident here, and he inevitably has a punishment of taking the blame and resigning.
A glimmer of joy flashed in the eyes of Alchemy Zhang, and said: "Master Feng, we follow this ray of poisonous gas to find its source. I previously guessed that someone made poison, and that person's location must be safe."