Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 214 Natural Disaster Comes, Holy Land Falls

When Han Yi pierced the Qixing Kunwu sword into the stone of Jianshan with his swordsmanship.

On the sword mountain, in front of the thatched hut in another direction, an old man who sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with his eyes closed and breathless, opened his eyes.

The old man was dressed in sackcloth and looked like an ordinary mortal. However, his eyes seemed to have endless images, constantly interpreting, and these images were all related to the sword.

Sword, sword technique, swordsman, sword move, sword formula, sword seal, sword power, sword way...

Just for a moment.

All the images of the sword disappeared, and the old man who was sitting cross-legged frowned slightly, feeling puzzled.

"The Chixiao Immortal Sword has changed, why is that?"

The old man's spiritual consciousness spread out silently, swept across the thatched cottage, swept across the fairy mountain, swept across Han Yi and Ding Jiansheng who were sitting cross-legged, swept towards the entire mountain gate, spread to the entire Chixiao Mountains, and finally, He retreated quickly and landed on Han Yi and Ding Jiansheng who were at the opposite corner of Xianshan Mountain.

"Strange, the abnormality disappeared again?"

"Could it be these two little guys that caused the fairy sword to move?"

The old man's consciousness stayed on Han Yi and Ding Jiansheng's body for three breaths. During these three breaths, even the ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun could not escape the detection of his consciousness.

And when his consciousness swept over Han Yi, the black bead in Han Yi's sea of ​​consciousness shook slightly, and it seemed normal, but the old man's consciousness "seeed" Han Yi's sea of ​​consciousness. There are no black beads.

"Shenji is first-class Xianji, it's not bad."

The old man didn't even have a trace of surprise on his face. For him, the first-class Xianji couldn't even make him show a trace of surprise, so he only got a "not bad" evaluation. Besides, there was nothing wrong with Han Yi. Other things for him to evaluate.

As for Ding Jiansheng, he is very familiar with the sword intent on his body, he is a disciple of Jianzong.

After a while.

He withdrew his divine sense, and his divine sense penetrated under the sword mountain, and touched a certain huge and magnificent will, but that will, like the past countless years, did not respond at all.

Some investigations were fruitless.

He also had no choice but to take back his consciousness angrily, using him as the source point again, and scanned the Scarlet Firmament Mountains over and over again, trying to find the root cause of the change in Jianshan Mountain.

the other side.

Han Yi didn't know that there was a frightening monk who had investigated most of his secrets just now, and was still paying attention.

It took a full day to comprehend. On this day, he was not pretending, but really comprehending the strange sword technique [Sword World] he had just obtained.

Nine kinds of sword tactics with different attributes, construct the sword world, and give birth to the origin of the sword...

The things in it are really too profound and terrifying, which made him comprehend a lot and comprehend a lot.

after one day.

Han Yi opened his eyes, and saw Ding Jiansheng ten meters away, his face was already happy, and his sword intent was faintly exuding, which was a sign that a breakthrough was imminent.

"Fellow Daoist Han, can you comprehend it?"

Han Yi heard Ding Jiansheng's urgency, and understood that Ding Jiansheng was going down the mountain. He digested the opportunity given by Jianshan this time, so as not to let the feeling pass away, so he nodded.

"Daoyou Ding, let's go, we're going down the mountain, you can go to retreat by yourself, I'll just leave by myself."

"We monks, don't need to be so pretentious, please."

Han Yi's meaning couldn't be more obvious. If you have an understanding, go to retreat quickly. I'll just go by myself, don't care about the details.

On the sword mountain, flying is forbidden.

Ding Jiansheng cupped his hands towards Han Yi, and walked down first. He walked very fast. When they went up the mountain, they walked for a quarter of an hour. Now they went down the mountain, but it took less than half a minute to reach the foot of the mountain.

Then, Ding Jiansheng couldn't wait to stand up with his sword, and turned to the fairy peak where the true disciples of the Chixiao Sword Sect lived. A voice came from afar.

"When Ding is out of customs, I will thank Fellow Daoist Han again."

Han Yi cupped his hands in the air: "Then I will congratulate Fellow Daoist Ding here, your cultivation base has greatly increased, and your sword intent has greatly improved. I am waiting for the good news in Xuandanzong."

See Ding Jiansheng walk away.

Han Yi stood up with the sword, identified the direction, and flew directly out of the Chixiao Mountains, and then released the fairy boat, heading straight east.

Flying out for [-] kilometers, he arrived at this section of the Wanyao Mountain Range. After falling down, he found a ninth-level monster. After knocking out the monster, he used a concealed method to remove the black box marked by the Wenxiang Sect. , Put it into the body of the monster, and use medicinal powder to heal its wound, and wake up the monster.

Then, he wiped out the other monsters nearby with a single sword, and this ninth-level monster trembled in fright, and fled deeper into the Wanyao Mountain Range.

"In this way, if someone uses this black box as a mark and comes to find me again, they will step into the Wanyao Mountain Range, at least for a while."

Han Yi originally wanted to use this black box to design a trap to lure the head of the Wenxiang Sect into the urn, but later he thought that if a predator came, he might be eaten by the other party instead.

For the sake of safety, it is better to choose a more secure way to lure away possible chasers.

then.

Han Yi stood up with the sword, changed his breath and appearance with the disguise technique, changed his robe, and transformed himself into a disciple in the late stage of Qi training that he had seen in Chixiao Sword Sect. In terms of appearance, although there is temperament, it is not too outstanding, just ordinary.

Holding a long sword in the storage bag of the third elder of the Ao family in the Great Qin Tiannan Immortal City who was killed in the Wanyao Mountains before.

This is a high-grade magic weapon named Mingguang.

For Han Yi today, it is of course useless, but for a Qi training eighth-level disciple of Chixiao Sword Sect, it is standard equipment.

This time.

Han Yi made the most thorough disguise from beginning to end.

After releasing the fairy boat and riding on it, it took a day and a half before returning to the Yuanlao Mountains.

Ten kilometers away from the Yuanlao Mountains, Han Yi put away the fairy boat and carried the Bright Light Sword on his back.

Then, he performed the lightness technique and headed to the Yuanlao Mountains. Of course, the lightness technique he performed was also a lightness technique that matched the eighth level of Qi training, and it was not so shocking.

A quarter of an hour later.

Set foot on the Yuanlao Mountains, but this time, the position of entering the Yuanlao Mountains is naturally different from the last time.

in fact.

Han Yi didn't think about it, he bypassed Yuanlao Mountain and returned to Xuandanzong.

But after careful consideration, he returned to the Yuanlao Mountains. His search could not end without a problem. This was also an explanation to himself, and he needed an answer.

A man has his own code of conduct.

Moreover, this time he was well prepared, absolutely no one would know his identity.

Very stable.

really.

This time, Han Yi was never chased again, but because of his identity, his speed slowed down, and it took him more than two months to search Yuan Laoshan.

During the period, he also met Jiexiu, but he was always lucky enough to kill the enemy and get out of trouble in a crisis.

two months later.

Han Yi stood in the depths of Yuanlao Mountain, on the edge of a certain cliff. He raised his head and looked at the shattered and broken pieces in the mid-air. The spirit light scattered in all directions, but his heart was not calm.

The soul card that Yanru left in the sect has not been broken, which proves that she is not dead.

But she couldn't be found in Yuan Lao Mountain, so the biggest possibility is that she entered the space crack.

This guess made Han Yi shake his head.

This is impossible, even with the great power of transforming gods, stepping into the cracks in the space, there is a danger of death, not to mention that Yanru is only a late-stage Qi training monk.

Han Yi withdrew his gaze and erased this possibility from his mind.

His heart suddenly moved.

No.

In addition to this possibility, there is a second possibility, that is, Yanru may have died, but her soul has remained, and she may be taken away by someone, or she may escape into a new body and use her power to seduce her. The secret technique may also be turned into the soul of some magic weapons.

However, Yanru is only in the realm of Qi training, and she can perform the secret technique of seizing the house. At least a foundation-building monk can succeed.

In this case, it is a phenomenon of life and death, and the soul card of the sect will not be broken.

Compared to Yanru stepping into the crack of space, Han Yi felt that she was more likely to be alive or dead.

and.

In this case, I used Yanru's blood as a guide to perform the Yi Yao secret technique, and finally found the location where Yanru died, not where her soul was.

This can also explain why Yi Yao's secret technique pointed to Yuan Lao Mountain, but Han Yi couldn't find it, and the reason why the soul card placed in the sect was still unbroken.

Moreover, the monk who might have killed him had already left Yuanlao Mountain with her soul.

Based on Han Yi's search and the information he knew, this possibility is the greatest.

In his eyes, a trace of killing intent flashed, but for a moment, the killing intent was hidden and did not reveal itself.

After a while.

He sighed heavily.

Even if I have the luck against the heavens, if I meet her spirit, I can't save her anymore, I can only send her into reincarnation, or turn into a weapon spirit, or turn into a ghost.

among them.

In the environment of Yuheng Realm, it is impossible for ghost cultivators to basically disappear.

this moment.

Han Yi was full of thoughts, complicated emotions, and suddenly felt lonely. Yanru was the first female cultivator he wanted to become a Taoist couple, but he didn't grasp it. After going through many things, he wanted to find her. But it happened again now.

In the dark, God's will is unpredictable.

After a while.

Han Yi collected his mood and fled towards Yuanlao Mountain.

This time, although there was no result, he already had a guess, and it would be futile to search any further, so he had to come to an end for the time being.

but.

When he just turned around and was about to leave this cliff, he suddenly raised his head

Just in time.

Above the cliff, the fragmented fan-shaped aura suddenly vibrated.

Just in an instant, the spiritual light was so bright that the entire sky suddenly opened a huge gap. This gap, like a zipper, directly opened a huge gap in the sky above Yuanlao Mountain.

Spiritual light flooded the sky, gushing out from the cracks, setting off a frenzy of spiritual energy, as if a sixth-order spiritual vein shattered, and violent spiritual energy emerged in all directions.

A huge fragment fell from the crack.

This fragment is a huge fragment composed of many ancient palaces, mountains, fairy peaks, and stone statues. According to Han Yi's visual inspection, it is much larger than the entire Xuandanzong.

No.

Rather than describing it in fragments, it is more appropriate to describe it with a small piece of broken mountain range.

"This is……"

"Shards of the Holy Land?"

A trace of horror flashed in Han Yi's eyes.

debris?

This riding horse is called fragments?

At the same time, a terrifying power emanated from the crack, and Han Yi's whole body was unconsciously radiated by this power, and he was crushed to the ground for the first time.

The power is extremely powerful, as if there is really a fairy, casting his gaze in this direction.

But there was no malice in this gaze. Although Han Yi couldn't even stand up, it didn't hurt him.

Shards of the Holy Land are about to fall.

Han Yi was terrified. With the fragments pressed down, he estimated that he would become the Yuheng world, no, even the Xiuxian world, the first first-class immortal monk to be stoned to death.

Just now.

Rumble.

The cliff under his feet suddenly vibrated, as if there was an invisible force pushing the cliff and the nearby mountains to the outside, and instantly opened up a huge space where the fragments of the holy land fell.

This space is exactly the same size as the fragment of the Holy Land that is about to fall.

The fragments completely left the crack in the sky, and the crack closed instantly, and the power pressing on Han Yi dissipated in an instant.

Standing up, Han Yi's expression of astonishment was undeniable, but his past experience made him not flustered, but took the lead in making the most correct response.

The figure retreated suddenly, and the lightness technique was fully used. This time, naturally, there was no more energy left. Moreover, with the support of both hands, there were two pitch-black shields in front of him.

When the wind and fire shield was formed, it was precisely when the fragments of the Holy Land fell and embedded in the opened space below.

Pause for a moment.

then.

It was an earth-shattering vibration.

The terrifying power was transmitted completely, erupting in all directions, broken cliffs, abandoned statues, and collapsed palace fragments, rolling outward like a frenzy.

natural disaster.

A real disaster.

Han Yi felt as if he had returned to the kingdom of mortals. He was sailing in a small boat in the rough sea.

At this moment, all magic tools are useless, because this natural disaster is all-round and continuous. He just keeps opening the shield, then opening the shield, and then opening the shield.

In the face of natural disasters, the wind and fire shield, which is a fusion of two defensive spells from liver to back to nature, is constantly broken, broken again, and broken again.

Under such natural disasters, the time has become extremely long.

Less than a minute passed, but Han Yi seemed to feel that more than half an hour had passed.

When he stood on the ground with one hand and pressed forward with the other hand, he opened a pitch-black shield. On the shield, there was no more force coming, and he finally recovered, and it was over.

The place of entry.

It was dust that was terrifying enough to cover the sky and the sun. This dust turned this area into a misty realm.

but.

After dispelling the shield, Han Yi raised his head and looked forward. Through the dust, he saw a huge palace complex, which was the fragment of the Holy Land that had just fallen.

to him.

This palace is within easy reach.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, the fragments of Yuanlao Holy Land, and because of the properties of the space crack, time was suspended, and the treasures in it did not lose their power."

Han Yi's eyes brightened.

It was impossible for Han Yi to enter Baoshan and return empty-handed. Besides, Baoshan was close at hand, and he was the closest monk to it.

Such an opportunity, there is no reason to turn around and leave.

Han Yi took out a bottle of elixir from Qiankun Jie. The elixir was called Zhenyuan Pill.

There were more than 20 True Yuan Pills in a bottle. Han Yi swallowed them all, and the elixir melted. Streams of pure energy poured into the meridians, gathered in the spiritual sea, and turned into mana, turning all the qi in the past 1 minute into mana. All the consumed mana has been replenished.

then.

He put the bright light sword back into the Qiankun ring, took out the Qingping sword and the seven-star Kunwu sword again, put them on his back, and walked forward.

……

the same moment.

In the entire vast Yuanlao Mountain area, all the monks saw a huge palace fragment falling from the high-altitude space crack in the center of Yuanlao Mountain.

The terrifying and clear sound of impact and explosion was even more clear, indicating that an unexcavated fragment of the Holy Land had returned to the Yuheng Realm.

this moment.

Everyone's eyes were red, especially casual cultivators, who were even more frenzied, rushing towards the place where the fragments fell.

The other sect monks used their own means to send information to the sect, and then came towards the fragments in a leisurely manner.

The birth of new fragments of the Holy Land of Yuanlao Mountain will surely attract the robbing of Jindan monks and even Yuanying monks.

On a cliff, a young monk sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with a Guqin on his lap.

At first glance, the guqin is simple, its material seems to be made of old wood, and its strings are made of bronze, which is also not magical.

When the fragments fell, he held the guqin and flew up into the sky. In his eyes, he was extremely domineering, and there were more rays of light beating. If you look closely, the beating light is like musical notes, with a charm flowing.

"The new Holy Land Fragment, I have been waiting here for several years in vain, this should be my fairy fate."

"It's all mine."

With the guqin on his back, he fled to the place where the fragments of the Holy Land fell.

in a palace.

A Golden Core cultivator with a long sword on his back walked out of the palace, feeling the shocking vibrations in the distance, his face could not help but be solemn.

"The birth of new fragments means new opportunities."

"Sun has been lingering for many years. This time, he will go all out to win the immortal fate. If he can go one step further and enter the late stage of Jindan, the Sun family will also have a chance to breathe."

"Walk."

Yuan Laoshan outskirts.

In a certain cave in a valley, three monks walked out of the cave when they heard the vibration, and felt the sound of the vibration far away, and their faces could not help but be dignified.

"Such a big shock should be due to the birth of new holy land fragments."

He Xuan's face was solemn and even more hesitant. He looked at the other two.

At this moment, their condition was not good. He Xuan's hair was half white, and Yang Heda standing beside him had only half an arm left, and only Meng Yangyu was intact.

Yang Heda shook his head.

"No, the old holy land fragments, we have all suffered catastrophe, let Lu Daoyou die, if it is a new fragment, there will be more strong people gathered, if we go, even if we gain something, we will be snatched away, even Life is at stake."

Meng Yangyu also nodded.

"Our trip is to come back to find Lu Daoyou's body, so that he can return to his homeland and rest in peace."

"It's better not to add extra problems."

He Xuan felt guilty for his hesitation just now, and he nodded heavily.

"So, let's set off."

"In the coming time, there must be countless monks gathering in Yuanlao Mountain. This place is already a dangerous place for us."

"Fortunately, there are kind-hearted people who buried the body for Fellow Daoist Lu, so that his body will not be used by the evil way to make alchemy and medicine, which is also a blessing in misfortune."

"Fellow Daoist Lu, it has been more than fifty years since he joined Luoxia Mountain. Luoxia Mountain is his home. This time we will send him back to his homeland, where he will be safe."

"Walk."

The three of them looked at each other, packed up their things, left the cave, and left against the current.

(End of this chapter)