Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 291 Nascent Souls Gather, The Power of Lost Souls

The middle-aged man is holding a palm-sized black Dharma plate. In the Dharma plate, there are two colors of red and black lights. The black is in the middle, and the red is on the edge of the Dharma plate. At this moment, the red is clearly pointing to the front. Qing Chizong.

In the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom, there is a town of spiritual treasures called Immortal Mirror. In many fairy cities or branches of the Supreme Pavilion, there are sub-levels of Immortal Mirror. Treasures, as for the body of the Immortal Mirror, it is a top-grade spiritual treasure, and it is extremely important to the Great Qin Emperor.

If Han Yi was here at this moment, he would recognize that this middle-aged man who caught Han Yi's breath from the Immortal Immortal Mirror and rushed here was Bao Zhesheng's father, who was also one of the honorable envoys of the Inner History Mansion.

In Bao Zhesheng's soul shadow, there are many images of this middle-aged man, whose name is: Bao Hanchi.

If it was in other immortal cities, Bao Hanchi would have activated the Immortal Immortal Mirror a long time ago, obtained Han Yi's whereabouts, and tracked him down. However, Qindu is the capital of a country. A first-line opportunity to capture Han Yi's breath.

But when he rushed to this place, he saw the Heavenly Tribulation that had turned into a sea of ​​thunder crashing down, pressing down on Han Yi of Xuandan sect.

This is not a normal imagination, this is already a vision in the birth of a baby, and this kind of vision proves that under the judgment of Tianjie, the person who has overcome the calamity is already a consummated person.

The so-called consummation, in short, is the person who has reached the extreme of the golden elixir road, and entered into the inaccessible.

Such a person, compared to other Jindan peak monks, is much stronger. Correspondingly, the power of the heavenly tribulation is also stronger, especially the sixth catastrophe.

The so-called catastrophe is the catastrophe that comes down from the way of heaven on the path of a monk becoming an immortal. This kind of catastrophe starts from Yuanying, and every big realm after that has a catastrophe. robbery.

of course.

The more powerful the catastrophe is, after the catastrophe is over, the feedback increase will naturally be stronger. Although the law of heaven is unfair, it also adheres to certain laws.

The information about Lei Hai's transformation flashed across his mind, Bao Hanchi's expression changed, and finally became gloomy.

According to the records of the Neishifu, there was a monk in the Yuheng Realm who had such visions when he passed the Nascent Soul Calamity.

And that one is now the strongest monk in the whole Yuheng world, not one of them.

He is this land, the Lord of the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom, the Great Qin Emperor, Qin Yi.

Pausing for half a breath, the full Nascent Soul aura emanated from the mountain range in front of him, and a figure shuttled up, easily passed through the catastrophe of the demon, and then greedily absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, even causing changes in the surrounding tens of miles.

Bao Hanchi finally exhaled a foul breath.

"Forget it, once you enter the Nascent Soul, it will be difficult to deal with."

"Besides, this person's luck is so good that he can't restrain him. Even if I go, I might lose, so I don't need to bring shame on myself."

Bao Hanchi did not lose his mind because Bao Zhesheng was expelled by Han Yi in the cave. He came here this time mainly to find a way to intercept Han Yi's supreme order and bring it back for Bao Zhesheng to use.

But now Han Yi has used the supreme order first, and his strength, through the power of the heavenly tribulation, has firmly stepped into the Yuanying. This kind of arrogance cannot be measured by common sense. Being able to win the opponent in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Thinking of this, Bao Hanchi turned around and left, but after only half a breath, he stopped again, hiding in the void, looking ahead, showing an expression of watching the excitement.

"Unexpectedly, Old Ghost Huo also came. However, Zhuo Tianyi can't take down Han Yi with Huo Feicheng, the deputy head of the Yanwei Mansion, if he doesn't do it himself."

"Forget it, let Huo Feicheng test the strength of Han Yi."

Bao Hanchi left in no hurry.

At a distance of more than 20 miles from him, a fairy boat flew across the sky. On the fairy boat, a white-bearded old man wearing a magic robe representing the Deputy Palace Master of the Tingwei Mansion, crossed the sky , fell outside the Qingchi Sect, the old man took the fairy boat, walked through the air, and walked towards the Qingchi Sect, his face, under the arrogance, was surging with anger.

"Cut off the young master's Gu Yuan knife, forcing the young master to take the Tianyuan Breaking Limit Pill, and then beheaded the young master, so that the young master missed the Supreme Order, Han Yi of the Xuandan sect, today, even if you are the first Jin Yuanying, It will also perish here."

Huo Feicheng walked forward, but stopped halfway, looked to the side, and then his eyes flashed coldly, as if fearful.

"Jin Wang from Yushi Palace, he's here too."

In the direction he looked, there was a blue-robed monk riding a fairy boat with a unique shape. The whole body of the fairy boat was pitch-black. Above, and behind the bow and extending to the tail, there are only black columns carved with beasts, gods and demons.

This is not a fairy boat, it is clearly a giant heavy halberd, and this monk is sitting in front of the halberd at this moment.

This blue-robed monk looks like a young man with long hair and his shawl is scattered casually. He seems to have sensed it. He looked at Huo Feicheng who had stopped, and took another look at Baohan Pool, hidden in the void, about ten kilometers away. , Then, he looked at several places in the void within a hundred miles around, showing a smile that was so true.

"Sure enough, it's the right time."

The blue-robed youth, one of the three Great Qin Palaces, one of the Eight Great Imperial Envoys of the Yushi Palace, and Jin Wang in the late Yuanying period did not put away the giant heavy halberd, nor did he get up, but still sat cross-legged leisurely On top of the heavy halberd, he took out a notebook and began to record.

"Yuheng calendar, [-], Daqin calendar [-]."

"Jizhou, Yunluo Mountains, Qingchi Sect boundary."

"Taiwei Hall, Neishi Mansion, Tingwei Mansion, Tai Pu Mansion, Dian Ke Mansion, hey, even Fengchang Mansion, the number one in the Nine Mansions, has people here."

"In addition, that person should be the seventh hall of the Soul Hall, the elder of the Sky Burial Hall, Yan Zhan, how did the rats in the Soul Hall know about Han Yi's whereabouts?"

"It seems that there are quite a few ghosts in the Nine Palaces. Forget it, wait for the report to go up and let the Palace Master go to have a headache."

Jin Wang continued to record.

"The second of the three halls, the fifth of the nine mansions, plus the soul hall and the sky burial hall, all gathered in the Qingchi sect's territory, all came for the Xuandan sect Han Yi."

"However, in the Qingchi Sect, Han Yi has already used the supreme order first, the first Jin Yuanying."

"then……"

After writing this, Jin Wang stopped, holding the booklet in one hand, and the pen in the other, sweeping into the void within a hundred miles around, and remained silent.

For the envoys of Yushi Palace, one of the three palaces of the Great Qin Dynasty, patience and onlookers are already their daily routine, and Jin hoped that he was not in a hurry.

And this moment.

Huo Feicheng, the deputy head of the Yanwei Mansion who came here the second time, saw that Jin Wang didn't move, and only took notes. Although a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, after a pause, he glanced at the void again. He took in the breath that was faintly visible just now, and then snorted heavily, trembling slightly in the void.

"When dealing with those who are first-time Jin Yuanying, why hide your head and show your tail?"

"Old man, why not do it?"

Huo Feicheng turned his gaze to Qingchi Mountain, which was dozens of miles away.

Time went back to when Bao Hanchi had just arrived at the Qingchi Sect boundary.

At that time, Qingchi Mountain had regained its calm, and the raging thunderstorm had dissipated. Even the sea of ​​thunder that crushed and shattered was like an illusion, leaving no trace in the void.

Only on the Qingchi Mountain, the Qingchi Great Hall collapsed, a big pit with a depth of about ten meters, in the main hall, directly facing the broken gap in the main hall.

A figure rose from the hall and sat cross-legged in the void above the hall.

This figure is naturally Han Yi, and at this moment, she is no longer the Nascent Soul, but the real body, the Nascent Soul that has been refined over many calamities, has fallen into the space within his body.

Although the Nascent Soul Tribulation had passed, Han Yi did not relax.

Next.

It is the Heavenly Demon Tribulation.

really.

As soon as the thought fell, an invisible gap outside the boundary appeared nearby, and the passage leading to the outside opened silently. The coordinates of the present world were mapped to the coordinates outside the boundary. The breath of the new realm swarmed into the cracks and came towards Qingchi Mountain.

But Han Yi originally established the Immortal Foundation with his soul, and was inherited by Xia Quan.

Although he could rely on the Evil Resisting Pill to make the descending demons dare not approach because of their disgust, and thus linger around him, they will naturally return when the time comes.

But Han Yi did not choose to do this, but used offense as defense.

Today, his attitude towards problems is different from before.

This is, brought about by realm and insight, growth.

He took out the Death Bell from the Qiankun Ring, and then, with a slight jolt, the first to bear the brunt was a Heavenly Demon Lord who had just arrived. Drilling through the crack, looking at Han Yi, baring his fangs, only to hear the bell ringing, and endless chaos filled his mind, expanding, expanding, until it exploded.

As for the other heavenly demons who rushed in, they were also shattered into powder after this heavenly demon master.

And in front of the crack leading to the outside world, the Heavenly Demon King, who had just poked half of his head out, saw this scene, his eyes turned from greed to horror, and the speed of retracting was faster than the speed of rushing in.

After he left, the mapped coordinates broke instantly, and the Heavenly Demon Tribulation disappeared into nothingness.

Han Yi tied the silver ancient clock around his waist.

This death bell is a real spirit treasure, moreover, in Xia Quan's memory, it is a spirit treasure once used by the master of the second hall of the Soul Hall, and it has a high status in the Disha Hall.

Although Han Yi did not sacrifice, but only stimulated his power against the enemy, he was already so powerful that even the Lord of the Heavenly Demon could be scattered. If the sacrifice was completed, he would definitely be a killer against ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

And when Han Yi sacrificed the death bell.

In a place more than 30 miles away from Qingchi Mountain, a middle-aged monk who hid in the void, wearing a gray robe, and came towards Qingchi Sect, his face changed slightly.

If Han Yi is here, he must be able to recognize from the memory of Xia Quan's soul image that this middle-aged monk is the seventh hall of the soul hall, the elder of the sky burial hall, Yan Zhan.

"Sure enough, Xia Quan has already been beheaded by the Xuandan sect Han Yi."

"Even his soul slave has changed hands."

"From this point of view, this Han Yi majored in soul art, so he should be soul seizing."

"It's a pity, Xia Quan's hard work for so many years has finally helped others."

"However, this Han Yi has not been imprinted in the soul hall, so he is not a soul seed. If he can be killed, the death bell will naturally be mine."

"This is the spirit treasure of the Lord of the Disha Palace. Although it is no longer needed, I gave it to Xia Quan, who he valued. But if I snatch it from Han Yi, it will naturally be mine."

Thinking of this, even with his state of mind, he couldn't help but feel eager and excited.

Just in time.

Han Yi, who was standing above the Qingchi Palace, cast a line of sight towards Yan Zhan's direction, and the line of sight swept across, and then retracted.

But Yan Zhan, who was always paying attention to Han Yi, knew that the other party had discovered him.

"Even if you find me, what can you do? With so many people, it's impossible for you to leave."

"I don't care about the others. I just want to take back the spirit treasures of the Soul Palace. Even the Great Qin Three Palaces and Nine Mansions have nothing to say."

Han Yi, who was standing above Qingchi Hall, didn't know that there was already a Nascent Soul cultivator thinking about the death bell that he hadn't warmed yet.

Even if it is thinking about it, so what, no wonder it will be done again.

Just now, when he passed through the catastrophe and the Nascent Soul's catastrophe became real, his senses were infinitely high, and he instantly realized the monks who were faintly rushing towards the Qingchi sect hundreds of miles away.

At that moment, Han Yi instantly knew how his whereabouts were leaked.

No.

It is not appropriate to say that it was leaked, it can only be said that it was tracked.

In the memory of Bao Zhesheng's ghost, Daqin has a spirit treasure mirror, which was chased and killed by Bao Zhesheng's gray-robed dead men in Dayu Immortal City. Only by making a tracking disc can we accurately track down Han Yi.

Han Yi naturally knew about the Immortal Mirror, but he thought that it would not be easy to activate the Immortal Mirror in the capital of Qin, at the foot of the Son of Heaven.

During this period, there was a time gap.

As for myself, what I need is this time difference. Under the pursuit of Yuanying monks, it is absolutely impossible for Han Yi to return to Daqian Immortal Kingdom from Qinzhou, cross Yangzhou, Jizhou, and Yuzhou with the body of Jindan.

Therefore, having a baby is the only option.

Fortunately, the result was as I wished.

As for meeting other Nascent Souls after conceiving a baby, it is not his crisis, but the crisis of others.

At this moment, after surviving the catastrophe of the Heavenly Demon, the Nascent Soul finally became a child. Han Yi took a deep breath, and the aura around him was tumbling, surging, and gathered towards him, swallowing all the aura in his body like a giant whale swallowing the sea. .

This kind of power and influence already shocked Du Kun, and he withdrew several miles away.

But Han Yi, who was standing above Qingchi Hall, frowned: "Not enough."

He flicked his finger lightly, and in the Qingchi Hall, the original spirit gathering formation dispersed, and the nearly one million high-grade spirit stones hoarded in it suddenly exploded, and the spirit energy rolled, and even turned into spirit mist.

The Lingwuhualong was dragged and circled up, straight to Han Yi's body.

Looking from a distance, one could see a tornado-like white mist descending to Qingchi Hall and ascending to Han Yi who was standing in mid-air, twisting and circling.

And Han Yi was like a bottomless pit, devouring this spiritual vortex continuously.

After three breaths.

Han Yi waved his hand to cut off the spiritual vortex, and then, with a scream, his face couldn't help but look happy.

Down below, in the Qingchi Palace, in the Spirit Gathering Formation, the original nearly one million high-grade spirit stones were not consumed much, only about one hundred thousand were used.

And more than 700 top-quality spirit stones were placed quietly without being consumed.

These spirit stones shortened the time for Han Yi to stabilize his Yuanying cultivation base. If he practiced normally and breathed out his spiritual energy slowly, it would take at least several years for a Yuanying monk to stabilize his cultivation base.

But Han Yi is different, he has taken the golden core road to the extreme, and with a strong physical body, he is not afraid of the aura rushing through the meridians at all. The massive amount of aura satisfies the needs of the physical body, and finally gathers in the inner world, where he is sitting cross-legged in the inner world The Nascent Soul absorbs it, making the Nascent Soul full and full quickly.

The rest is turned into crystalline mana particles, like gravel, covering the inner world.

It took several years for other monks to complete the road. Han Yi, within a few breaths, has already crossed over, because before that, he has taken this road to the extreme and has an extremely solid foundation.

then.

Han Yi stood up, waved lightly, and the Qingping sword that had fallen into the pit before wobbled up and fell into his hand.

As for the Qingping Sword, unlike Han Yi's expectations, it did not transform into a prototype of a spirit treasure during the catastrophe. It was still a half-step spirit treasure, no different from before.

This should be Han Yi's only regret when breaking through Nascent Soul this time.

However, Han Yi's heart skipped a beat. Maybe it wasn't because of the Heavenly Tribulation that this sword was special, but because the sword itself couldn't be transformed into a Lingbao by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation.

So, that's all.

Holding the Qingping sword and the death bell on his waist, Han Yi scanned the surrounding space, and finally his eyes fell on a white-bearded old man who was walking slowly towards him.

speak up.

From the thunder sea to the catastrophe, crushed and exploded, blasting Han Yi into the mountains, and then to Han Yi's resurgence, crossing the demon catastrophe, attracting the vortex of spiritual energy into the body, and the breath climbed steadily.

The time in this is just a few breaths.

For Yuanying Zhenjun, it is not difficult to cross the range of tens of miles. However, Huo Feicheng, who arrived second, paused for a moment because of Jin Wang's arrival. After realizing it, Han Yi was already Survive the catastrophe of the heavenly demon, sweep through the frenzy of psionic energy, and stabilize your cultivation base.

But he was in no hurry.

Even if there is a huge amount of spiritual energy, so what, even if the cultivation base is stabilized, a Nascent Soul cultivator who has just broken through can be easily killed by him.

When Han Yi looked at him, Huo Feicheng sneered.

"Shameless boy, you should be beheaded for stealing the young master's fate."

"Remember, the one who killed you, Yanwei Mansion, Huo Feicheng."

As soon as the voice fell, Huo Feicheng was already only one mile away from Han Yi, but to Zhenjun, one mile away, it was as if he was face to face.

At this moment, Huo Feicheng made a move.

He wiped the void in front of him, and a battle flag appeared in front of him. This battle flag was not huge, and was only as high as a person. The whole body of the battle flag was golden, emitting a blazing aura that was as bright as the scorching sun.

As soon as the battle flag came out, even the temperature in the area of ​​Qingchi Sect suddenly rose by more than ten degrees, as if we were in the extreme heat of the Northwest.

"Fire Banner, Huo Laogui offered sacrifices to Lingbao as soon as he came up, it seems that he is very determined to kill."

Ten miles away, Bao Hanchi's eyes were fixed, and he put away his thoughts of watching the excitement. This kind of power is already an absolute true emperor's battlefield. Moreover, it belongs to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, the highest level, and it is no longer just to watch the excitement Can describe.

"Let's see how Han Yi responds."

Bao Hanchi turned his gaze to Han Yi who was above Qingchi Palace, his eyes half-closed.

And Jin Wang, who was not far from Bao Hanchi, did not look at Huo Feicheng, but stared at Han Yi, his eyes lit up, and continued to record.

"It's the day, Han Yi of the Xuandan Sect, after the Heavenly Tribulation, crossed the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, shattered the descending Heavenly Demon Lord with the death bell, scared away the other Heavenly Demons, and the Heavenly Demon Tribulation disappeared in an instant."

"Then, it draws spiritual energy, turns into a vortex, and enters the physical body. The strength of the physical body has never been seen by Jindan practitioners, and it is even comparable to a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

"After the catastrophe, in less than five breaths, its realm has stabilized."

At this point, Jin Wang felt that it was inappropriate again, so he crossed out "it has been stabilized" and changed it to "judging from the breath, it has basically stabilized".

Then, he nodded to himself, as if he was satisfied with his prudence.

The tip of the pen stopped, and he looked up again, looking at Huo Feicheng, who was only one kilometer away from Han Yi, his face returned to normal, and he continued to write.

"Just at this time, Huo Feicheng, the deputy head of the Yanwei Mansion, arrived, one mile away from Xuandanzong Han Yi, and his tone contained murderous intent. After registering his name, he took the lead in attacking."

"As soon as he makes a move, he sacrifices his long-famous spiritual treasure, the Raging Fire Banner."

"The fire flag rises against the wind, turning the Qingchi Sect's territory into a hell of fire."

After writing this, Jin Wang suddenly raised his head, and saw a flash of sword light on Qingchi Mountain, cutting through the power of Lingbao and approaching Huo Feicheng.

At this moment, Jin Wang's eyes lit up again, and the tip of his pen rested on the booklet, forgetting to write quickly.

"Good sword."

(End of this chapter)