Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1: You have a dream

In a secret room of the Fangshi Dange, the spirit of heaven and earth rushed into the red pill cauldron crazily like a tide, and a unique fragrance of the pill was permeated, indicating that the pill of this furnace was about to take shape.

　　 Master Fang, one of the only three alchemists in Qingcheng, has a solemn face, moving his ten fingers together, playing a series of alchemy techniques to perform the final steps.

　　 Close Dan.

　　 the fragrance of the pill was permeated, and the spiritual energy was surging. Thirty-six longan-sized purple pill flew out from the cauldron, suspended in the air, flowing with a refreshing breath.

Master 　　 rolled up his sleeves, put the pill into the storage ring, and a relaxed smile appeared on the slightly tired old face.

　　This pill is called Xisui Pill, and it is the most difficult one among the nine-pin pill. With his alchemy attainments, it is not easy to refine this Danshu, but once he refines the marrow pill, it means that he is only one step away from the realm of the eight-stage pill.

　　 This is the reason why Master Fang is happy. He studied alchemy at the age of eighteen and entered the ranks of the nine-rank alchemist at the age of thirty. After 20 years, he still wandered at the nine-rank realm, unable to go any further. It really made him It's a pity. However, at this moment, the refinement of the marrow pill gave him a glimmer of hope, and the door to the eighth rank realm of pill Dao was slowly opening to him.

　　 "Ling Xian, Xisui Pill can be made, thanks to your dedicated assistance, the old man is here to thank you." Master Fang smiled slightly and looked at the Mai Yi boy standing aside.

　　 is about fourteen years old, with handsome features and a tall stature. Although he is dressed in coarse linen, he naturally reveals an indifferent and quiet temperament.

　　 "Master Fang is too acclaimed, I'm just an apprentice of alchemy, and I'm just a striker." Ling Xian smiled indifferently, and the whole person has a maturity and stability that is extremely inconsistent with his age.

　　Master Fang waved his hand and exclaimed: "Don’t be humble. You have been an apprentice with me for six years. I still don’t know you? This time of alchemy, if it weren’t for your meticulously formulated elixir, meticulous With meticulous assistance, I can’t complete the refining of Xisui Pill by myself."

　　 "This is what I should do. And even without me, with Master Fang's alchemy, refining the marrow pill will not take much effort." Ling Xian said softly.

　　 "Haha, you kid, don't praise me, I know my own abilities." Master Fang smiled and stroked his beard. Although he knew that Ling Xian was flattering him, he still couldn't help his brows. You could see Ling Xian. He is still very useful.

　　 Ling Xian smiled without saying a word. He is a collateral child of the Ling family. His parents have died since childhood. He lived on family relief until he was eight years old. Until six years ago he came here to become an alchemy apprentice. , Give Master Fang a hand, and life will be a little better.

　　 For Master Fang who is willing to take him in and teach him to make alchemy, Ling Xian is very grateful, so he naturally won't take credit for doing things that distract him from the host and make people annoying.

　　 "Well, you are no less than me in terms of your understanding of pill. Unfortunately, if you can practice, you would have become a nine-rank alchemist as early as three years ago." Master Fang Yi With a look of regret, he sighed as he looked at the handsome boy in front of him.

　　 "Master Fang, you have said this sentence thirty-seven times." Ling Xian gave a wry smile, and the one sentence he has heard the most since he can remember is a pity, if you can practice.

　　 Unfortunately, he can't practice.

　　 "If I say a few more times to make you an alchemist, I would rather keep this sentence on my lips all day long." Master Fang stroked his white beard, feeling even more regretful in his heart.

　　 If it hadn’t been for Ling Xian’s inability to practice, he would have put him under his sect and inherited his mantle.

　　The long-term contact gave him a deep understanding of the excellence of the boy in front of him, and he was deeply shocked by it. For so many years, among the alchemy apprentices who came to work here, no one had a talent for alchemy that could match Ling Xian. Not only has a memory that is beyond ordinary people, a calm and steady mind, but also has an understanding that is rare in the world.

　　 It’s just that you can’t draw the aura into your body, no matter how good your talent is, it’s useless.

　　 "This is fate, irreversible fate." Ling Xian sighed softly.

　　 Over the past ten years, he racked his brains, but he still couldn't do anything about it. As long as any spiritual energy enters his body, it will disappear without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

　　According to the records in ancient books, there are roughly two reasons for being unable to practice. One is that they are born to be unable to guide the spiritual energy into the body, and belong to mortals. One is that the wounded meridian of the Dantian is wounded, and the inhaled spiritual energy cannot be gathered, which is a waste.

　　 And Lingxian, neither belongs to mortals, nor is it a waste. However, no matter how hard he practiced and swallowed the pill, he still couldn't gather Qi and became a cultivator.

　　 This makes him very helpless.

　　 Since childhood, he has had a dream to climb to the top of the nine heavens and look down upon the best in the world.

　　 But you can't even practice, how can you reach the top?

　　"The cultivator is looking for longevity, asking about the great road, and going against the destiny. Lingxian, you must not give up. Although your situation is special, I think there will always be a solution." Fang The master shook his head, comforting.

　　 Lingxian nodded and said solemnly: "I never thought of giving up, but I don’t plan to continue to swallow the pill now and do useless work. I am going to buy an eye-opening pill and make the last fight. ."

　　"Eye-opening pill?" Master Fang frowned and said, "Ling Xian, the eye-opening pill can increase the chance of opening the sky a little bit, but you and I know it very well. It is too vague. There are thousands of eye-opening pills. Over the years, there are only three examples of successful eye-opening after taking it. There are only three cases in the world of immortality, which can be described as a one in a billion chance."

　　 "What I am fighting for is that little chance." Ling Xian's eyes were firm, and said: "In addition to opening the heavenly eyes, I can't think of any other way to change my destiny."

　　天眼 is one of the most powerful and wonderful powers in the world of cultivating immortals.

　　 There are a total of 108 kinds of known eyes of the sky, each of which possesses the powerful power of heaven and earth, and the mysterious and mysterious of Zhong Qiankun. And the monks who can awaken the eyes of the sky are all the pride of the sky with great fortune. Even if it is not the Sky Eye that is used for combat, it will be drawn to the sky by the various martial arts.

　　 For example, the ninety-ninth ranked eye pupil. This day’s eyes can see the unique aura of all treasures, even treasures that have been sealed and become ordinary and strange, can also be seen through at a glance, and can also be used to find the spiritual veins and relics of the world, which can be called magical. endless.

　　According to ancient records, thirty thousand years ago, there was a loose repair by opening the eye pupil by chance. In just a few years, he could easily find several spiritual veins and hundreds of thousands with this eye. The dust-covered treasure finally relied on endless resources to become a famous powerhouse in the world of cultivating immortals, known as True Monarch Duobao.

　　 "Since you have decided, the old man won't persuade you anymore. Here are five hundred spiritual stones, which should be your reward for this alchemy." Master Fang waved his hand, a bunch of strangeness containing pure aura The stone appeared out of thin air.

　　"This..."

　　 Lingxian's heart warms up. In the past, he used to assist in alchemy, and at most it was five spiritual stones. But this time, it was obvious that Master Fang helped him purchase the Eye-opening Pill in a way of reward.

Master 　　 saw his hesitation and chuckled: "You don’t need to be hypocritical, even if the old man is supporting you, with your talent, once you open your heavenly eyes or embark on a path of spiritual practice, you will definitely move around in the future. I have invested in advance."

　　 Ling Xian was silent, he was lonely and helpless since childhood, and unable to practice, he has long been accustomed to the indifference and ridicule of others. However, one of the only three alchemists in Qingcheng, the leading figure, not only favored him, but also willing to invest money to let him fight for that illusory opportunity, which made him very moved.

　　 was silent for a while, Ling Xian put five hundred spirit stones into the storage bag, and then bowed deeply to the smiling old man in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "If you can go to the blue sky in this life, go to the water and fire to repay this favor. "

　　 "Okay, it's enough to have you. The old man doesn't want you to give me anything back. I just don't want your good seed to be destroyed by the storm, so I help you." Master Fang smiled comfortedly. Said: "Go, it's noon, I know you will go to work with Lao Wang in a while, so I won't leave you to drink tea."

　　 Lingxian nodded, turned and walked out of the secret room, filled with excitement and gratitude.

Master 　　 gave him not only five hundred spiritual stones, but also an opportunity, a chance for Cheng Ze Long to fly for nine days!

　　 "It must be successful." Ling Xian said silently in his heart, and then walked in the direction of Qizhen Pavilion.

　　 Eye-opening Pill is one of the chicken ribs pill recognized by the entire Xiu Xian world, but it is also a genuine seven-pin pill. In Qingcheng, only Qizhen Pavilion that specializes in the world's rare treasures will be sold.

　　 sells seven hundred spirit stones. For a monk with strength and background, this price is not much, but for a person like Ling Xian who cannot practice cultivation, that is an astronomical figure. Fortunately, he has always been frugal. In the past few years, he has accumulated nearly three hundred spiritual stones by working part-time, plus the spiritual stones gifted by the master above, it is enough.

　　Not long after, Ling Xian came to an antique three-story pavilion.

　　 However, just as he was about to enter the Qizhen Pavilion, an old voice suddenly sounded in his heart, as if he was far away in the sky, and as if he was right in front of him.

　　"Hey, it turns out to be a person who is pregnant with the prohibition of the heavens. There will be such a peerless genius in a small place~IndoMTL.com~?"

　　Who?

　　 Ling Xian was startled, he could clearly feel that a pair of deep eyes were looking at him.

　　 "Unexpectedly, the old man has been asleep for tens of thousands of years. When he wakes up, he can meet such a talented seed. It is a great feat." The voice said to himself, seeming to lament the time. Long, and seem to lament his good luck.

　　 "I don't know which senior passed by here, please don't joke with me. I'm a waste person by nature, where is the peerless genius that senior said." Ling Xian cautiously guarded, although there was a trace of tension in his expression, but There was no panic at all. The fourteen years of suffering have caused him countless eyes and ridicule, but it has also created his tenacious, mature and stable mind.

　　"Waste?" The voice was stagnant, and couldn't help laughing: "This is the funniest joke I've heard in 30,000 years. If you are a waste, then the nine sacraments of the human race, the third spirit The great **** body is all rubbish."

　　 Lingxian frowned. He knew the nine sacraments of the human race. He knew that he was hailed as the darling of the heavens. Each of them was amazingly talented and powerful. And the meaning of that old voice, the aptitude of his own useless person is even stronger than the nine sacraments?

　　 "I know you don't believe it, but it doesn't matter, you will believe it later." The voice sounded again.

　　 The next moment, Ling Xian saw a painting flying out of the Qizhen Pavilion, shining with nine-color dazzling spirit, flowing with the desolate ancient atmosphere, wrapping him and disappearing.

　　 seems to have gone to another world.