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Inside the cave, Qi San people sat in the middle.

The alchemy furnace in front of him was surrounded by a ball of fire. Although it was covered by a restriction, the hot energy still spread. The still spacious cave suddenly became unbearable. However, he himself was unaware of it, his eyes slightly closed, and his hands resting on his knees occasionally sacrificed a magic trick. The alchemy furnace continued to be tempered with the burning of the true fire and the blessing of magic power.

There was still a person sitting in the corner of the cave. He was originally intrigued, but now he was drowsy and drowsy.

Alchemy is boring!

First, a talisman array was set up in the alchemy furnace and baked with real fire, called the hot furnace. Three or two hours were spent. Then, spiritual medicine was added in sequence, roasted one after another, and the decay was removed and the essence was called the elixir. It took three or two days, and the length was different. Spiritual stones, medicines and other objects were also placed in the alchemy furnace. This was called alchemy, which took at least three or five days. In the end, there were steps such as elixir maturation and elixir production, and the different elixirs and the different refining techniques were used, which took a while. You should not be distracted on the way, otherwise all your previous efforts would be wasted.

This is not just a pill, it’s just a slaughter!

Wujiu originally wanted to observe the alchemy, but even if he couldn't understand the tricks, he could take the opportunity to open his eyes and gain a better understanding. Unexpectedly, three days later, he was already indifferent, but he was inconvenient to leave halfway, so he could only force himself to endure. After two days, he really couldn't hold on, so he simply held the spirit stone in one hand to absorb spiritual energy, and held his chin with the other hand to recite the scriptures of the "Tianxing Fujing" silently.

He wanted to improve his cultivation and become a master of immortality. But the opportunity was right in front of him, but he was helpless.

The stone stolen from the Xiang family's ancestral hall was clearly related to the magic sword. But now even if you sleep in the arms of the stone, you still have no way to discover it. It is like the depression that is close to you and it seems like the end of the world. If you don't absorb the magic sword into your body for a day, it will make people reluctant to do so!

Since the "Tianxing Fu Jing" is related to the divine sword, there may be unknown names in it. I will recite it over and over again, I hope that wherever I sincerely go, the metal and stone will open up...

Four days later, suddenly a buzzing sound came from the alchemy furnace. Then bursts of strong fragrance filled the air, making people feel refreshed.

Wujiu woke up from his drowsiness and looked curiously.

Qi Sanren pinched his hands with his magic power. In an instant, the flames of the alchemy furnace five feet away in front of him had dissipated. After a while, the heat was still there, but three faint lights flew out of the furnace's mouth.

The old Taoist took out a jade bottle at the right time, took advantage of the opportunity to bring the light into it, then he breathed a sigh of relief, and said tiredly: "This pill is refined by Blood Qiong, and I will call it Blood Qiong Dan, I will give it to you all, and then--"

He glanced at the figure in the corner of the cave and threw out the jade bottle casually, without forgetting to give in: "And with the prohibition to seal the mouth of the bottle to prevent the effect of the medicine from leaking out!"

Wujiu hurriedly sat upright, reached out to take the jade bottle, leaned against his nose and sniffed it deeply, and suddenly felt the strong fragrance was intoxicating. He raised the jade bottle again, glanced at it with one eye, and was still happy, and he couldn't help but look suspicious: "Old Taoist, I'll give you more than twenty bloody jade flowers, you have only refined three pills..."

Qi Sanren glared at the eyes and was about to take off, then groaned again and said bitterly: "I have concentrated and refined the blood elixir into three spiritual pills. The medicine is so powerful that it is far better than the blood elixir of the Xiang family. Just one pill can forcefully improve one level of cultivation. Remember, what is being improved is the cultivation of foundation building. If there are three pills, it is not difficult to improve the cultivation of the Earth Immortal. And you don't have a gentleman... you actually think there are few?"

One pill is one level of cultivation; three pills are three levels of cultivation. It is truly an immortal pill!

Wujiu was overjoyed, pinched out a restriction, clumsyly sealed the jade bottle, then put it away, and laughed, "No, many..."

Qi Sanren held his beard and said patiently: "But I don't know what the sword stone is, and whether the magical sword is there?"

Wujiu smiled and shrugged: "That stone is a sword stone? I'm not to hide it, and I have no gains yet!"

Qi Sanren seemed to be disappointed, and said helplessly: "You can only comprehend the divine sword, but I still have to go into seclusion in order to restore the cultivation of the human immortal..."

"Hey, old man, don't be busy in seclusion!"

Wujiu interrupted and then reminded: "I will give you dozens of spiritual medicines and the inner elixir of the Ice Chi, why not refine it into a fairy pill together..." Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist was already angry. He waved his hands quickly and said understandingly: "Thank you for your hard work, it will be too late to refine the pill another day, hehe!"

Qi Sanren gasped and said earnestly: "I endured it for a hundred years, but the internal troubles have not yet been cured. Fortunately, the pill was completed and I would not recover from seclusion. If there is any change, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect myself! Besides, you can't help but help you..."

He offended the four immortal sects one after another. No matter who it was, he would be unable to sleep or eat. Fortunately, someone seemed timid, but he was not afraid of being too anxious. However, he did not expect that the old Taoist's worries were so far-reaching and touching!

Wujiu grinned and said indifferently: "You are just in seclusion, don't worry about me..."

Rather than thinking, as long as you hide in this valley, you can stay away from danger and sleep in every day, you will be relaxed and comfortable.

Qi Sanren waved his hand, "I can't be idle when I'm in seclusion!"

Wujiu wondered: "What else can I do?"

Qi Sanren pondered for a moment and said without any doubt: "I am in seclusion for three or five days, and it may last for half a year, and it is unknown. During this period, you have to try to absorb the magic sword. If it fails, you might as well take elixirs to force your cultivation. You are not from a monk and have no obstacles to practice. It should not be difficult to cultivate to the realm of human immortals with the help of the divine fetal pill and the blood elixir. After that, you have to go to Huangyuan Mountain. As far as I know, Huangyuan Mountain has a magic sword hidden..."

"No, no, absolutely not. I will leave those two bottles of fairy pills for Zi Yan!"

Wujiu's head was shaking like a rattle playing with a child, and he said for granted: "Even if Huang Yuanshan has a magic sword hidden, what can I do? I'm going to this time like I'm going to fall into a trap. You know that I have offended the four immortal sects, and I believe each of them has already communicated with each other. As long as I show my head a little, I will suddenly become a mouse crossing the street. You are cheating me again!"

Qi Sanren's beard suddenly blew up and then slowly fell down, obviously very angry. He was silent for a moment, with a hint of disdain in his expression: "Your cultivation may be poor, and the strength of the magic sword is invincible, and he killed three foundation-building masters one after another. Why is it still so cowardly? Where did the invincible general go back then...

"It's not my own strength, but you're attacking in secret!"

"Shut up! The old man is talking, the younger one listens!"

Wujiu still wanted to distinguish, but was interrupted by Qi Sanren's arrogantly: "Even without my help, can't you kill the three foundation-building cultivators? And you endure it, plan and then act, kill the powerful enemies one after another, and then destroy the more fierce Bingchi. Let me ask, there are countless foundation-building people in the Shenzhou, who can be so brave and who can be so brave in the face of danger?"

Well, this is fair!

Wujiu couldn't help but nodded, but saw the old Taoist slow down, his disdainful expression was specifically for the admiration on his face. Then he picked up his beard and said, "The Nine-Star Divine Sword is unparalleled in the world. For thousands of years, no one has ever taken it for himself. And you, a magical boy, not only broke through the entanglements of the world, but also made it easy to change between the young masters, scholars, generals, and monks, and even those who can't do it, he actually found four divine swords one after another. Such a realm, such an opportunity, so incredible, and so natural. And in the future, who dares to compete with you?"

Well, the old Taoist is a visionary senior!

Wujiu smiled and continued to listen: "No matter whether you rely on elixirs or magic swords to achieve the realm of human immortals, it is easy. By then, the Nine Kingdom Immortal Sect will be nothing more than a lie. No one dares to chase you anymore, even if I am, I will rely on you..."

"Hehe, the old Taoist is lying to me again!"

Although Wujiu was confused, the smile on his face was quite comfortable.

"I lie to you? To this day, are you suffering a loss or taking advantage of it? You should know what you think!"

After Qi Sanren sighed, he continued, "In short, as long as you take action, there will be no difficulty in the world. Remember, I believe in you!"

"Hehe, the old Taoist is so serious!"

Wujiu wanted to be humble, and the old Taoist said again: "The leader of Huang Yuanshan is Wan Daozi, and elders Ge Song and Gong Yuan, both masters of immortals. The three of them are gentle and focused on Taoism. As long as they avoid head-on conflicts, they should be safe and sound. In addition, there is a forbidden area in Huang Yuanshan called Jian Tomb. According to my years of investigation, there may be the whereabouts of the magic sword in the Jian Tomb. Every ten years in late autumn, Jian Tomb will be open to the public for one month, recruiting monks from all over the world to go for training, and selecting disciples from them. Well, it is just this year, so you might as well act according to the opportunity..."

After a roundabout way, how could another Huang Yuanshan appear?

When Wujiu was confused, he realized that something was wrong.

However, Qi Sanren took out a jade slip and signaled: "I have copied all the relevant matters. Take them away, be prepared for any trouble!" He could not refuse, but actually threw the jade slip out.

Wujiu was forced to take the jade slip and said in surprise: "The disaster in Yuehua Mountain has not yet ended. You actually asked me to break into Huangyuan Mountain again? It's crazy, I won't go!"

Qi Sanren was impatient and smacked his lips: "Oh, is it just a joke for me to pass on your disguise technique and the method of concealing cultivation? Moreover, it is still more than two months since the opening of the sword tomb, which is enough to allow you to comprehend the magic sword, so why fear?

"I'll wait for you to come out of seclusion, it's not too late to go!"

"Only the best way is to cooperate inside and outside! You should take one step first, and I will follow up. Don't worry, everything is in control!"

"here we go again……"

"I am tired and need to rest and go into seclusion. Please avoid it and do not disturb you!"

Wujiu still wanted to argue, but Qi Sanren had already pinched the magic tricks to expel the guests. He was afraid of being trapped, so he hurriedly escaped from the cave. He had not yet stood firm. The old Taoist's words came from behind him again: "Boy, I can't care where you go, and I don't want to ask more. If you are destined to be a mediocre person, then that's all your fate!"

Oh, if you can't be deceived or lure you, the old Taoist actually turned against you, who is afraid of whom!

Wujiu turned around and wanted to argue. A light flashed in front of him. The old Taoist's cave was already closed, and there was no movement at all...

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