Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 165
"Wonderful, wonderful."

This voice reveals a color of liking.

Han Yi raised his head with difficulty, startled.

What is surprising is that his situation at this moment is unprecedentedly bad. Not to mention meeting a foundation cultivator, even a third-level qi practitioner may kill him. It is true that life and death are involuntary.

He looked up, and saw an old man sitting cross-legged in the void, casting his eyes with interest, and seeing Han Yi's eyes, he showed joy.

This old man sitting cross-legged in the void, dressed in a purple robe, looked about sixty years old, with a fairy demeanor, floating in the dust, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

The aura on his body is unpredictable, mellow and leak-free.

Forcibly holding on to look at the other party with the Qi Wang technique, I saw a stabbing pain in my eyes, and my heart was astonished, like a stormy sea.

Han Yi only saw the aura of this monk on Yuan Shun after he broke through, and this aura was several times stronger than Yuan Shun's.

This is a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

After Han Yi knew about his realm, the shock in his heart just passed by for a moment, but he calmed down instead.

If the other party is at the Foundation Establishment stage, he will naturally be horrified, because no matter if the other party is the Blood God Sect or another sect, or a casual cultivator, or a large number of official monks, they may kill people and seize treasures.

If the other party is the Golden Core Stage, he also has to worry. After all, there are quite a few Golden Core Stage monks in Shuzhou. Even the extinct Blood God Sect may hide one or two.

But the other party was not at the Foundation Establishment Stage or the Golden Core Stage, but Yuanying Zhenjun, so Han Yi was not worried.

In Shuzhou, there were only a few sects with Yuanying Zhenjun. However, from the old man's words, Han Yi already knew where the old man came from.

Those who would say "God's will is so" verbally, in Shuzhou, there is only one sect.

Tianyizong.

In Han Yi's mind, a monk who had met twice, Zhao Li, appeared.

Back in Daofu City, Han Yi was invited by Luo Yunzhou to help him with his boxing, and met Zhao Li, a monk of Tianyizong, and then met Zhao Li again after leaving the mysterious land of Luo Family Lingtian.

During the two encounters with Zhao Li, Han Yi had a sense of resistance to this sect, because he felt that this sect's chattering sounded abnormal.

Cultivators compete with the sky and people, how can they fully trust the will of the heavens.

In case one day, the strongest person in the sect loses his nerve and feels that God will destroy the sect and directly bury the entire sect, wouldn't it be a sad reminder that other people will be implicated and die unjustly, so it is better to stay far away to be safe.

After figuring out the old man's realm, Han Yi let out a sigh of relief.

In an instant, the whole person collapsed like a deflated balloon.

Then, the physical body, the soul, bursts of pain came.

From the outside, Han Yi at this moment is really miserable. He is covered in blood, his hands are broken, his mind and soul are scattered, and he can hardly condense.

"The strength is not weak. This combat power is far beyond the realm. Above the celebration, it will definitely be a blockbuster and shock the other old ghosts."

"It's God's will, it's God's will."

The old man muttered, looking like Han Yi's gaze, which made Han Yi tremble with fear, but at the moment, he was the meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

"The junior Xuan Danzong Han Yi dares to be a senior, do you have an assignment?"

Han Yiqiang held back the severe pain, his voice was hoarse, and he spoke.

As soon as the sound came out, even he was startled. It was really this voice, which was too hoarse and unpleasant.

The old man had landed in mid-air, and he shook his head slightly.

"Xuan Danzong? The newly promoted Yuanying Dazong? That suzerain seems to be called Yuan Shun. Hey, it doesn't matter. In Shuzhou, as long as it is not Nandou Temple and Dagan, if Yuan Shun has any objections, the old Taoist will definitely fight Make him look for his teeth."

"From today onwards, you should call me Master, not Senior."

"Let's go, follow the teacher to the Daqian Imperial Capital."

The old man's words made Han Yi's heart beat wildly. He heard the meaning of these words clearly. Is this going to kidnap him as an apprentice?

What's wrong with this old man?
I've heard of seizing opportunities and seizing spiritual veins, but I haven't heard of being forced to be a master.

Moreover, this old man is still Yuanying Zhenjun. If you really want to take apprentices, you just need to say that there are countless foundation-building monks in the world, who flock to him and let them choose.

Why yourself?

Before Han Yi had time to exit, he saw the old man release a glass-colored fairy boat. The fairy boat was so cool that it was only about ten directions away. Then, his body was rolled up and fell towards the fairy boat.

Then, the Qingping sword in the distance jumped up at the same time, chasing him and falling into the scabbard behind him.

Further away, Yuan Changtian's golden light shuttle also turned into a golden light and landed on the fairy boat.

next moment.

The glazed fairy boat soared into the sky, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the east, its speed was much faster than that of ordinary Jindan stage monks.

But in the deserted farmland, looking down from above, at this moment, there is only a group of flames that are still burning. The flames are pure white and do not spread. In the flames, there is not much Yuan Changtian's body left.

If there is no accident, this flame will take seven to seventy-nine days after Yuan Changtian is completely wiped out before it will be extinguished.

In front of the flame, at a distance of more than ten meters, there were bloody footprints. The footprints spread to the flame, continued to spread to the back of the flame, and spread all the way to a small bulldozer that was smashed.

Along the way of the bloody footprints, there are countless fragments of magical artifacts scattered around, such as swords, knives, tripods, umbrellas, halberds... and so on.

The brutality of this battle can be seen from the countless fragments of magic weapons and bloody footprints.

After a full quarter of an hour.

A monk appeared in this deserted farmland. The monk stepped on the blood sword and fell in front of the flame with only a little flame left, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

"Yuan Changtian's aura has disappeared here."

"The Xuandanzong monk's aura also disappeared, but there was no body left."

"The fighting here scares even me."

This cultivator is naturally Lu Zhi. Yuan Changtian has been away for too long, and another cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment sent him to look for him. Today's siege has achieved its goal, and it is time to evacuate. If Yuan Shun walks out Xuan Dan Peak, they are in danger.

And this moment.

Seeing the battlefield clearly and Yuan Changtian's aura disappearing in the flames, Lu Zhi was silent, with a tinge of rejoicing.

Fortunately, I didn't push that Xuandanzong monk to the limit.

Otherwise, the person who was burned to ashes under this strange flame should be himself.

Lu Zhi turned around and left without stopping. He had to quickly inform the other members of the Blood God Sect about the changes here.

Yuan Changtian died unexpectedly. Due to the accidents this trip, the plan needed to be changed.

the other side.

After Han Yi was rolled into the fairy boat again, he had a rare chance. Judging by the situation, he couldn't die.

And what the old man said about accepting him as an apprentice was naturally ignored by Han Yi.

Tianyizong is such a nervous department, unless you are crazy, how can you join?

When his injury recovered, he would look for an opportunity to leave, and just stay away from Tianyizong.

"This is wishful pill, take it."

The old man threw a bottle of elixir to Han Yi. Han Yi took it and put it aside. Instead of taking it, he took out two bottles of elixir from the storage bag.

A bottle of soul pill can heal the injuries of the soul.

A bottle of Luo Tian Dan can be used to treat physical injuries.

First he took Luo Tiandan, and swallowed three pills at once. The Luo Tiandan was light golden, and once it entered his stomach, it transformed into three cool breaths, which began to flow through the meridians, bones, and flesh of his body.

After a while, Han Yi's hands began to ache, from his fingers to his elbows, and then to his elbows, the pain went deep into the bone marrow. Under the pain, he did not make a sound, but gritted his teeth and persisted.

The old man nodded in praise.

"That's right, the temperament is tough, and there is another advantage."

"Old man, no, Master, I see you more and more pleasing to my eyes now."

The old man laughed, and sat cross-legged directly across from Han Yi, staring at him.

Han Yi's face remained unchanged, he took the soul pill, and the soul pill was digested in his stomach, gathered in the sea of ​​consciousness, and merged into the soul, so that the slightly slack soul could be reunited.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

Han Yi's arms were already covered with a thick layer of blood cocoons, and the severe pain of bone fragmentation and reorganization had turned numb. He wiped the blood cocoons with both hands, peeled them off, and his arms returned to normal.

At the same time, the ribs in the chest and the displaced and broken internal organs were also quickly repaired.

This is the astonishing effect of Luo Tiandan, in the ordinary world, it is life and death, flesh and bones, it can be called an elixir.

Han Yi put the broken sword by his side into his storage bag, but he ignored the other one, the magic weapon-level Golden Light Shuttle.

"Thank you, Zhenjun, for your rescue. If you dare to ask Zhenjun, what younger generation can help you." Han Yi stood up with difficulty, and said with cupped hands.

The old man waved his hand, pointed to where Han Yi was sitting, and then pointed to Jin Guangsuo beside him.

"Sit down and talk."

"Although this Golden Light Shuttle is only a low-grade magic weapon, it is also considered a trump card for you. It is your spoils of war. Put it away first."

Han Yi didn't shirk it. In front of Zhenjun Yuanying, it was not wise to make a shy and shy way, and he simply acted according to his nature.

When he sat down, he directly put Jin Guangshuo into the storage bag.

speak up.

In the two battles he encountered today, his battle losses were the two largest so far.

Facing Lu Zhi, Qingquan Sword, and Jin Guangsuo all exploded directly.

Facing Yuan Changtian, the Tiandu Dagger, Coiling Dragon Sword, Demon Slaying Sword, Blood Sword, and other magic weapons were basically all worn out, leaving only a Qingping Sword and a Black Light Broken Sword.

If it weren't for the abnormality of the Qingping sword at the end, this top-grade magic weapon would also be detonated by him.

But these magic tools are nothing compared to this golden light shuttle of the level of a magic weapon.

Starting with this magic weapon, he will make a lot of money.

but.

Today's battle is by far the most close to death.

Before this, he had never been so embarrassed and injured so badly.

If he had a choice, Han Yi would rather give up this magic weapon in exchange for reaching the Xuandan Mountains safely.

Also.

What is still uncertain is, what is this Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Tianyi Sect in front of him going to do?
This is what Han Yi is worried about.

Of course, he would not take it for granted that the other party wanted to recruit him as a disciple, pull him into the Tianyi Sect, give him magic weapons, give him spirit stones, and give him all kinds of fairy fates because he saw his outstanding fighting power.

Think more.

It is necessary to have the heart of guarding against others, and you must not have the heart of harming others.

This point, Han Yi has always adhered to the heart, never dare to forget.

Three meters away, when the old man saw Han Yi, he didn't shirk, but put away the golden light shuttle directly. A light flashed in his eyes, and he nodded secretly.

Ordinary foundation-building monks, when they met Yuanying Zhenjun, would have a somewhat frightened and frightened face, but this Xuandanzong monk in front of him could not see that emotion at all.

This is not a disguise, because in the eyes of Zhenjun Yuanying, every slight change in the other party's body and spirit is captured by Qiu Qiu. If you try to be calm, you will definitely not be able to show your flaws in front of his eyes.

This calmness is enough to make him look differently.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that Han Yi is calm, because he has figured it out a bit, no matter what he does, in front of Zhenjun Yuanying, it is transparent and open, why not be more direct.

Seeing that Han Yi put away the magic weapon and sat down cross-legged, the old man's face straightened and became solemn, which made Han Yi on the opposite side also look solemn.

"I am the Heavenly Will Sect, a Taoist of the Heavenly Mind."

"From today onwards, you don't need to call me Zhenjun anymore, but you should call me Master."

In the previous sentence, Han Yi's heart trembled. He had heard of the name of the real monarch.

Tianyizong belongs to a relatively special sect in Shuzhou. It is said that he is powerful, very powerful, because there are two Yuanying Zhenjun in his sect, and there is one more than the other Yuanying sect, Wanfazong. The real king is strong.

There is a reason why he is not strong.

First of all, the two true monarchs of Tianyi Sect, Tianyi Zhenjun and Tianxin Zhenjun, have different ideas.

The name of Tianxin Zhenjun is the name of the suzerain of the past dynasties, representing the orthodoxy of the Tianyi sect, and the name of Tianxin Zhenjun is that he found a different way and came from his own name.

In many matters, not only will the two not work together, but they will fight on their own.

The second point is that there are not many monks in the Tianyi Sect, and there are only more than 100 monks.

Jindan sects like Xuandanzong have hundreds of thousands of disciples, and Yuanying sects like Wanfazong have more, but they are both Yuanying sects, and they also have two disciples. Zhenjun's Tianyi Sect has only a hundred disciples, which is unbelievable.

The third point is that the monks of the Tianyi Sect respect and obey the will of God. Many times, they will do some strange things that are not understood by the world of cultivating immortals.

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is the most important thing. If you get nervous, you will often be hated by others. If you are killed, God's will cannot save you. This is why there are so few monks.

This sect, formerly known as the Destiny Sect, really took an unusual path.

Han Yi chose to join because he hit his head against the wall.

Even if he worships a true king as his teacher and immediately has a strong backer, he is unwilling.

Caution is part of his character, and there is no such thing as "pie in the sky" in the ordinary world, and in the world of immortality, it is even more impossible to have immortal fate for no reason.

I don't know the reason, so I simply refuse.

"Tianxin Zhenjun, please don't send juniors, juniors are ignorant, how could they get into the eyes of Zhenjun."

Tianxin Zhenjun did not explain, but a mysterious smile appeared.

This trace of a smile gave Han Yi a bad feeling.

"Han Yi, this is God's will."

"Heaven's will is sublime and unpredictable, but with a sincere heart, one can feel God's will."

"So, I am closer to God's will and understand God's will than my senior brother."

"Teacher, please rest assured, there is no danger for us to go to the Daqian Imperial Capital, but for you, it is an opportunity."

"Emperor Dagan, the two thousandth birthday, the birthday ceremony will be held in the capital of Emperor Dagan, and above the ceremony, there will be many fairy fates for the monks of the younger generation. As a teacher, I believe that with your strength, you have no rivals in the same rank. "

"In this way, it will naturally win glory for our Heavenly Will Sect."

Zhenjun Tianxin stroked his white beard, as if seeing Han Yi winning a fairy fate for Tianyizong, ranking first, showing a satisfied expression.

Facing him, Han Yi's face froze.

He really didn't want to make any fuss, the Dagan Imperial Capital is a fairyland that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the two great holy lands, if it is really the Dagan Emperor's [-]th birthday, there must be two sages and three sects, seven Nascent Soul sects, and countless Jindan sects.

Standing out at such a grand event is because he dislikes Han Yi for not being high-profile enough.

This is completely contrary to his character, and it is not the path he wants to take.

"True Monarch, pardon the junior's low strength, it is really difficult to complete such an important task."

Han Yi said hurriedly.

This matter is absolutely impossible to deal with, and suddenly his heart moved.

"Zhenjun, do you have other apprentices? With the strength of Tianyi Sect, your apprentices must be stronger than me. Let them go out and they will definitely succeed."

This sentence is the opening sentence of Han Yi's topic. He expected that Tianxin Zhenjun would deny it, and then said that Han Yi was the strongest. This is the normal way of responding to praise.

But after Han Yi, there is still a follow-up.

No matter what, Han Yi had to argue. The other party believed in God's will, so if he was involved in it, there was a chance that he would suddenly react, and there were other ways to go. He didn't need his inexplicable apprentice at all.

But what Han Yi didn't expect was that Tianxin Zhenjun actually nodded.

"You are right."

"The old Taoist had two apprentices, namely your senior brother and your second senior brother."

"Unfortunately, 100 years ago, when I took your senior brother to Jianya to participate in the Tianmen ceremony of the old man Jianya, your senior brother actually fell in love with the saint of Jianya, and said that God's will is affectionate, and love is supreme. pull."

"Before I realized it, your senior brother was beheaded by that saint. I have no choice but to be an old man. That saint is stronger than me. She almost killed me. It took a lot of effort to escape."

"Since then, Jianya has forbidden my Tianyi Sect to go. It's ridiculous, apprentice. After you prove the Daojun, you will cut Jianya with a sword and avenge your elder brother."

Han Yi's face changed slightly, his sitting body retreated a few centimeters calmly, and asked in an unnatural tone:
"Where is the second senior brother?"

Zhenjun Tianxin raised his head slightly, as if he was in deep thought, before he spoke for a while.

"Your second senior brother is a genius cultivating immortals. Among all the monks I have met, he is the number one."

"At the beginning, it only took him 24 years to cultivate from the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Perfect Golden Core Stage."

"Just when everyone thought he would be the third Nascent Soul cultivator of Tianyi Sect."

"During the Nascent Soul Tribulation, he actually yelled wildly, saying that this world is fake, and what else did he say, Daoist, I've realized it, I've realized it, he looks crazy."

"Hey."

Tianxin Zhenjun sighed lightly.

"And then?" Han Yi swallowed, and asked with difficulty.

"Then?"

"Under the catastrophe, your second senior brother was reduced to ashes with wild laughter. What else is there?"

Zhenjun Tianxin put away the regretful expression on his face, and looked at Han Yi with a serious expression.

"Your senior brother and second senior brother both misunderstood God's will, so they ended up dead."

"However, you are different. You are the third apprentice of Lao Dao. You will definitely inherit my mantle, comprehend the heart of heaven, and prove the true king of the Dao. At that time, we, the master and the apprentice, will be able to kick the old man down as the suzerain of the Tianyi sect." , we take turns to sit, haha."

More than three meters away, Han Yi's body moved back quietly, and the expression on his face was indescribable.

One thought occupied all his thoughts.

"It's over."

(End of this chapter)