natural fairy species

Chapter 227

The imperial edict of Nine Lotus True Monarch obviously regards Ge Cang as one of the most powerful alchemy masters in Liang Guoxiu's world.

Even if he is weaker in terms of cultivation level.

If the real blood god and Fang Tiansheng were called away, it was to investigate the extermination of the Ci'en Temple.

Then recruiting the other three people who have nothing to do with each other is most likely to deal with the alchemy-level fighting skills.

"Master, where's Saint Lotus Sect's own Alchemy Master... If he really wants to fight, is it true that Nine Lotus Master is going to use all outsiders, and none of the monks from the sect will play?"

Bai Zichen secretly praised in his heart, senior brother Qi really thinks of himself every time, and helped him ask questions in advance.

"It's not that I'm boasting. None of the so-called holy sons and saintesses of these generations of the Holy Lotus Sect can go through [-] strokes in my hands... The latest generation of holy sons, Qu Yang, is pretty good. He has the talent of the fire element, but The last time I was in the Liansheng Secret Realm, I just formed the alchemy, and my cultivation is still too low."

Master Ge Cang speaks softly, but the content of his words is full of domineering, and he regards the sons and daughters of the Holy Lotus Sect as grass dogs.

"The few elders of the Holy Lotus Sect who have successfully formed alchemy mostly rely on resources to pile up, and the chance of turning into a baby is very small... If this is not the case, Nine Lotus True Monarch will not spend money to pull the old man to switch to the Holy Lotus Sect."

"It turns out that the Holy Lotus Sect, which seems to have infinite beauty, still has such hidden dangers..."

Thoughts circulated in Bai Zichen's mind, once the Nascent Soul sect like the Holy Lotus Sect was gone without Zhenjun Nascent Soul, they would definitely return to the darkest period.

But for Qingfengmen, it may not be bad news.

True Monarch Nine Lotus still has a lifespan of more than a hundred years at least. If all goes well, then the strength of Qingfengmen will be enough to grow to a level that no one can imagine.

"If it really develops to the situation where you have done a fight, the alchemy cultivator invited by the Bowl Arhat must also be a strong Beiyuan... This is a good opportunity for you to broaden your horizons and broaden your knowledge. Travel more If you walk around, you may be able to find the inspiration for epiphany, but it is easy to fall into a mystery without knowing it when you practice behind closed doors all year round."

Master Ge Cang obviously said this to Bai Zichen, if Cheng Danlun didn't mention it himself, he wouldn't be able to tell anything just from his appearance.

Apparently he was worried about Bai Zichen, the Nascent Soul Seed that Qingfeng Sect had finally produced, whose aptitude and talent would be enough to be a Holy Son in the Holy Lotus Sect, because he was suffocated by studying alchemy.

"Thank you, Uncle Ge, for your reminder."

Bai Zichen murmured in his heart, if this had happened two years later, you would have seen a perfect foundation-building cultivator working behind closed doors, and he was the kind who wanted to attack the perfect alchemy on the basis of alchemy formation.

However, he is still quite interested in being able to watch the top-level alchemy real person's fighting skills up close.

In particular, they also come from various schools and sects, even monks from outside the Liang Kingdom.

Even if you can't learn about the directors of the family, learn more, and you won't be ignorant when you travel to various countries in the future.

Among them, Wan Teng, the Supreme Elder of the Zheri Sword Gate, is most interested in him.

Wan Teng has been called the number one sword cultivator in Liang Guoxiu's immortal world for a hundred years, and no one can shake his position.

Except that among the monks of Liang Guo, the only one who specializes in flying swords is the Zheri Jianmen family, and there is not much competition. He must still have real skills in kendo.

As a sword cultivator, Bai Zichen was very interested in the realm of swordsmanship of the Supreme Elder of the Hiding Sun Sword Sect.

'I don't know if it's sword energy and thunder sound, or has reached the state of refining sword into silk... If he comes out, he must observe carefully and learn by analogy. '

Bai Zichen speculates that the Taishang Elder's swordsmanship is between the second level and the third level.

There is no need to even think about the sword light differentiation that goes further up.

Even a kendo wizard like Xinghe Jianjun only stays in the fourth realm of kendo.

If Wanqi can have the realm of sword and light differentiation, his reputation will not be limited to this.

The fourth realm of the Dao of Swords, the realm where one sword produces ten thousand spells, is enough for a sword cultivator with a perfect formation of alchemy to have the ability to leapfrog fighting.

Of course it is impossible to beat Yuanying Zhenjun, but at least he can support hundreds of moves in the hands of the weakest Yuanying early stage.

The comprehension of the realm of kendo, Bai Zichen has the true kendo interpretation handed down by Xinghe Jianjun, which is the essence of Taibai Jianzong's understanding of kendo.

For the study of sword moves, he has Wuzhen Sword Art, which is a summary of the achievements of sword skills born in the tens of thousands of years of the Naihe sect.

It can be said that apart from not having the guidance of a famous teacher, Bai Zichen's inheritance in the way of swordsmanship is no worse than that of the core disciples of any sword cultivating sect, and it will only be higher-end.

The lack of guidance, his relationship with the mysterious holy body, and his good aptitude in the way of swordsmanship did not become a big problem.

At most, some detours are taken when practicing swordsmanship, which is nothing more than a waste of time.

In the end, it will return to the correct route.

After talking with the two of them, Master Ge Cang closed his eyes and calmed down, and adjusted his state.

If it was a real fight, the opponent would definitely send out the best of the alchemy cultivators. It would not be easy for him who is behind in the realm to win.

You must know that the territory of the Northern Yuan Dynasty is more than ten times that of the Liang Kingdom, and there are many monster-level monks with amazing talents.

However, Bei Yuan is not like Liang Guo, only the Holy Lotus Sect is dominant.

There are three Guangyuanying-level forces in Beiyuanzhong.

Even in Fa Xiangzong, the Bowl Arhat is only one of the Supreme Elders, and it is far from being able to follow the words of the Nine Lotus True Monarch, and the entire Liang Guoxiu Immortal Realm monks must obey orders.

Bai Zichen and Qi Yue tiptoed back, so as not to affect Ge Cang's state.

On the sixth day, the flying boat shook violently, and finally left the ten thousand zhang wind layer.

Hovered in the air, found the destination, and plunged down.

……

Buried in the Valley of Immortals.

As soon as you walk into the valley, you can see coffins densely packed on half of the valley.

On a hundred-foot altar in the center of the valley, there is a monk sitting opposite each other.

Around the altar, there are more than a dozen monks, all of them are Daoist Jiedan.

Among them, three monks in yellow robes and red robes were particularly eye-catching. The three of them fell to the ground, and their hands were knotted.

The expression was like a smile but not a smile, full of Zen, and a thick Buddha light circulated endlessly on the three of them.

As time passed, the Buddha's light became thicker and heavier, and the power it exuded faintly surpassed the realm of consummation of alchemy.

"Hmph, bluff!"

Daoist Blood God looked gloomy, anyone who was being targeted by an Arhat monk would not feel good.

He holds the mysticism of the Dafa of Baisha Blood Sea, the blood sea will never dry up, and it will never die or die.

Even if he is surrounded by several monks who have perfected alchemy, he is not afraid at all, and even if he loses, he has the ability to escape.

But for people at the level of Yuanying Zhenjun, this so-called immortality becomes a joke.

Yuanying Zhenjun strikes casually, and the real essence he brings may be several times that of a monk who has completed the alchemy. The key is that the true meaning of the Dao contained in it is as deep as the ocean.

It is enough to transmit to every blood sea avatar through a drop of blood, and there is no possibility of rebirth from the blood sea.

If True Monarch Nine Lotus gave up on him, True Blood God really didn't think he could escape back to Dali under the hand of Raising Bowl Arhat and find the protection of his senior brother.

"It's not your fault!"

Next to him was a disheveled middle-aged man with a high hat on a slanted face, holding a wine jug and drinking non-stop, with a large area of ​​wine stains on his chest.

"Peng Zefeng, I have told you many times... I was in the midst of a battle with fellow Daoist Fang that day. It was impossible for me to clone myself into the Valley of Burying Immortals and wipe out all the gates of the Temple of Mercy."

The real blood god turned around abruptly, glaring at him.

"Someone put the blame on me, don't let me find him out, I will never die with him!"

"There are not many demon cultivators with such strength in the territory of Liang State, and even in the surrounding countries... As the Bowl Arhats have said, the one who made the attack is already extremely close to the Nascent Soul Realm, so that no trace of his actions will be left."

Peng Zefeng took another gulp of spiritual wine, staggered, and said with a mouth full of alcohol.

"Who doesn't know that you, the real blood god, came from a great sect, and you didn't make a move yourself... what about your senior brothers and sisters?"

The real blood god was silent, which was indeed the case on the surface, and he was the biggest suspect.

Although destroying the Ci'en Temple would not do any good to the Blood Demon Sect, the image of the monks of the Devil's Way who are cruel and must be retaliated has been imprinted in the minds of all the monks.

For the purpose of angering or deterring others, it is reasonable for the real blood god to destroy the Ci'en Temple.

"Okay, now is not the time to argue about this, let's wait for the result of the discussion between Zhenjun and Arhat... No matter what, we must give Fa Xiangzong an explanation."

Fang Tiansheng looked at the altar in the distance, his silver hair fluttering in the wind.

"It's actually a good choice to judge right or wrong based on fighting skills. Regardless of winning or losing, the Arhat raised his bowl to stand out for the Buddhist monks who defected to him, and against a Nascent Soul True Monarch of the same level... If you do this, no matter what. enough."

When several people talked, they all cast restrictions.

Under the superposition of layers, it is impossible for Yuanying Zhenjun to hear the content of the conversation without alarming them.

"Jiulian Zhenjun also invited Ge Cang, who is this person, and why is he included in us?"

In the farthest corner of the four of them stood a monk holding a sword, his eyebrows drooped, and he was dressed in a gray robe, quite low-key.

Others would never have imagined that this gray-robed monk would be Wan Teng, the Supreme Elder of the Sunshine Sword Gate who had occupied the position of the number one swordsman in the Liang Kingdom for almost a hundred years.

"This seat has dealt with Ge Cang a few times, and its strength is unfathomable. It must not be regarded as an ordinary monk...Since he can be invited by Jiulian Zhenjun, how can he be far behind us."

Fang Tiansheng said.

"Ge Cang was almost tied with me in the middle stage of alchemy, and now he is in the late stage of alchemy, and his strength must be stronger... There is no need to remind mediots who are sitting on the sky. '

Peng Zefeng sneered in his heart. As a guest of the Holy Lotus Sect, he and Ge Cang had known each other for many years, and even had a fight once.

Thinking of this, he directly raised his head and poured the wine pot upside down, like a rushing mountain spring that never stops, and drank several tanks of spirit wine.

"Powder Bowl Arhat, the old Taoist has already made it very clear to you that the man was not killed by the Son of the Blood God... He had an alibi at the time, and he was lacking in skills, and none of his demon cultivators had such ability."

Judging from the appearance, True Monarch Nine Lotus is actually a young and handsome monk, but from the sound of his mouth, it can be heard that he has gone through vicissitudes and years of hard work.

"Nine lotus benefactor, there is no need to say much... Inner knowledge is not without, and all the attachments are empty. Nephew Ruyi is going to join the sect. On the way, the whole temple died, and the soul did not exist. It is a catastrophe."

The Bodhisattva Arhat is a benevolent old monk with a string of bodhi beads on his chest and a golden bowl in his hand.

"The poor monk wrote back and agreed to the request of nephew Ruyi to move to the clan, and he will bear the cause and effect, and he will settle it himself."

(End of this chapter)