Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 300 Qingxuan Dojo, Magical Uses

The place of entry.

The fairy mountains are stacked, the fairy spirit is full of phenomena, the fairy palaces are numerous, and the fairy palaces are endless.

Han Yi's heart trembled wildly. He had experienced three of the Big Dipper Realm, the Seven Great Worlds, Yuheng, Tianquan, and Yaoguang, but no matter which one it was, it was far from such a grand event.

Combined with his previous experience of searching for immortals in Taixu, Han Yi had a further guess about the vast and boundless immortal scene in front of him, that is, the place he was at this moment should be located in a broken fairy world.

And the scene of the endless fairyland in front of him is naturally the scene when the Daluo fairyland was not broken 10 years ago.

The imaginary world where the projection fell turned out to be a certain broken fairy world, which was unexpected by Han Yi.Moreover, judging by the scale of this dojo, the origin of this Broken Immortal Realm is absolutely astonishing.

In addition, from Han Yi's view, in this dojo, none of the Immortal Palace, Immortal Palace, Immortal Tower, and Immortal Pagoda were damaged and intact. It was not like the scene of ninety-nine out of ten collapses in the Immortal City of Eternal Rest. Han Yi's heart throbbed.

"Here, where is it?"

This is the second time in his heart, this doubt popped up, and this question, he naturally refers to where is this Fragmented Immortal Realm located and what is its origin?
Even, because he was so shocked, Han Yiyou didn't fully believe that in the blink of an eye, he stepped from the Yuheng Realm to a certain mysterious Broken Immortal Realm.

Because he didn't pass through Liangjie Mountain on the way, which was different from what he knew.

However, after taking a step before, the light and shadow changes that passed by, and the scene that was dragged down when it appeared, are the same as the experience in the Immortal City of Eternal Rest. The current him, inferred, is that he is in the Broken Immortal Realm, Moreover, this Fragmented Immortal Realm is much higher level than the Fragmented Immortal Realm in the Immortal City of Immortal Rest.

He took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the turbid air to calm himself down first. Then, he didn't try to move his figure. At this moment, he was in a certain fairy peak that was not too dangerous. What he was looking at Ahead, in an endlessly distant place, with an endless atmosphere of immortals, there was no sound, not to mention immortals, not even ordinary monks could see one of them. This scene was extremely strange, which made Han Yi vigilant.

After two full hours, he calmed down and diverted his thoughts, and slightly adapted to the coercion of the Fragmented Immortal Realm. Han Yi became extremely vigilant, held the Qingping sword, walked down the fairy peak, and sensed along the Qingping sword. Walk in the direction of the split sword.

As far as he is concerned, if this sword weapon can be fused with another split sword and promoted to Lingbao, then his combat power will definitely skyrocket in a short time.

Moreover, after taking a step from the Yuheng Realm to this Fragmented Immortal Realm, Han Yi discovered that the parting sword he sensed was more firm and there should be no more mistakes when the Qingping sword was passed over. The New Year's Candle Token, which was glowing red like fire, was normal again and calmed down.

Han Yi couldn't figure out why the New Year's Candle Token had disappeared again, but the matter had come to this point, even if there were any changes to the New Year's Candle Token, he would still choose to find Qingping to divide the sword first, and then improve his strength.

Following the induction direction, Han Yi walked very slowly at first, even like a mortal, cautious to the extreme.

But two days later, Han Yi saw nothing abnormal, so he gradually increased his speed. Although in this dojo, because the coercion rules were much stronger than that of the Immortal City of Eternal Rest, he couldn't even fly, but with his mana and physical strength , His speed is also extremely fast.

In addition, this dojo is really too big. Although the spiritual consciousness did not dare to spread and explore, but before on the fairy peak, at least dozens of miles of sight were within the scope of the dojo. Now, after walking for two days, Although passing through many huge palaces along the way, Han Yi did not dare to enter rashly, but avoided them all and only passed through the outside world.

There are strange things everywhere in this dojo, and he can't help but be careless.

The speed is getting faster, Han Yi's body is like lightning, running in the dojo, although his momentum is strong, but his voice is not loud, his breath is almost 'nothing', this is the embodiment of his extreme operation of disguise.

On the fourth day when he entered the dojo, sensing Qingping's splitting sword, he rushed past a certain huge fairy palace. Suddenly, he noticed something, his face changed wildly, and he stopped suddenly. Then, his figure flashed , has appeared beside an inconspicuous side hall, found a hidden corner, silently pressed against the wall, turned into a statue, motionless.

The moment he hid his figure, eight figures, a few miles away from the front, a huge fairy palace at the core of the palace group, yearned to escape one after another. At this time, Han Yi saw the huge fairy palace. The door was opened for people to enter and exit.

The eight silhouettes flew out at an extremely fast speed, and the aura on their bodies was completely uncovered under the full escape. Not far away, Han Yi could still see clearly that the faces of these monks were either frightened or ecstatic. Or crazy, the list goes on.

Han Yi's heart trembled, because judging from the breath, the weakest of the eight figures was Yuanying, and the two running in front were extremely fast, and the breath on his body made Han Yi startled. for.

After a rough identification, this is a powerful team composed of two late-stage Nascent Souls, three mid-stage Nascent Souls, and three early-stage Nascent Souls. Looking at their expressions, Han Yi had guessed in an instant that this group of Nascent Souls The monks, through some means, opened the gate of the Immortal Palace, sneaked into it, obtained the spiritual object that made them ecstatic, and then ran away in fear when they encountered danger.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yi's thoughts fluctuated, and he had already deduced this conjecture.

However, not to mention the danger, even if there is no danger, knowing that the gate of the fairy palace can enter and exit, Han Yi will not enter for the time being. For him, the most urgent task is to find Qingping to divide the sword, integrate and transform, so that Qingping can be promoted Lingbao, at that time, his own strength will also increase greatly, and there will be more room for maneuver in case of danger.

Looking at the eight figures, they fled for several miles in the blink of an eye. Han Yi looked at the gate of the Immortal Palace suspiciously. Could it be that this pursuer couldn't leave the palace?

But in the next moment, his face changed, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Reflected in his eyes, a not-so-strong figure had suddenly appeared in front of the Immortal Palace. With Han Yi's eyesight, he couldn't tell whether the monk came out of the Immortal Palace or Where did it come from, its speed seemed to be teleporting.

This is a monk wearing a cyan robe. The monk looks like a young man with a long cyan sword on his back.

What shocked Han Yi even more was that the young monk did not stand on the ground, but was suspended in front of the palace.

"Shenhua? Or a half-immortal? Or an immortal?"

A thought flashed through Han Yi's mind. This place is weird, but those late Nascent Soul cultivators just now couldn't fly. Han Yi naturally speculated that only cultivators above Huashen can fly here with their strong strength.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Han Yi saw the young monk and took a look at his hiding place. Han Yi looked at each other and his heart palpited for a moment.

What kind of eyes is this, indifferent to almost emotionless, and unexpectedly, without killing intent, as if the soul in this body is not a human being, but a puppet, and this puppet operates according to certain rules.

Han Yi was terrified, knowing that he had been discovered by the green-robed monk, and was about to flee for his life, but in the next moment, he stopped again, because the green-robed monk floating in front of the open line of fairy palace waved his hand lightly, Even Han Yi couldn't see the trajectory of the blue long sword behind him.

While his thoughts were beating, Han Yi had already thought of something, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the eight Nascent Soul cultivators who were several miles away. He jumped up to his head and went straight to the top of the sky, making him feel cold all over his body. Even at this moment, even the aura that was lowered by the disguise technique was extremely frightened, and there was a slight fluctuation.

The reason why they were so horrified and shocked was because at this moment, several miles away, the eight Nascent Soul cultivators were enveloped by a thick cyan airflow. sword.

No.

That is not the air flow, but the sword energy cast by this long sword.

The cyan sword aura is extremely thick, and it permeates and falls like a cover, covering the eight-yuan infant. Or, to put it another way, this cover is transformed from the sword aura into a sword aura space that is almost a domain.

In that sword energy space, the eight Nascent Soul cultivators rose up to resist, half-step Lingbao, and the spirit treasure's breath soared into the sky, but they were completely unable to break through this world of sword energy, and the desperate roar stopped abruptly.

Just half a breath, there is no one in the world of sword qi, even the Qiankun Ring and the main battle spirit treasure on the eight Nascent Souls were turned into powder under the blue sword qi, and then turned into nothingness, disappearing in the sky. This side of the world.

However, there were three items that radiated light of different colors, suspended in the blue sword energy, not damaged at all, not close to each other, Han Yi didn't dare to look at them too much, just took a look, and he looked away.

And just this one look, his eyes already dripped with blood, and the blue sword energy was actually separated by several miles, and even he couldn't bear the single eye, which burned his eyes, if he faced the sword light directly, Han Yi felt that he was not spared.

A few miles away, the cyan long sword shook slightly, the sword energy dissipated, and the aura of the three spiritual objects soared into the sky.

The green-robed youth waved gently, and was about to absorb these three spiritual objects emitting aura from several miles away.

Han Yi was already ready to run away. No matter what, this young monk was so terrifying, at least he was a demigod, or even a half-immortal who was stronger than a deity, so he couldn't tolerate Han Yi staying any longer.

But just when he stood up abruptly, suddenly, there was a rebirth.

The three spirit objects across the sky were instantly pulled away in three directions by several terrifying suction forces, and then, in the surroundings, the three figures suddenly rose up, grabbed the spirit objects in their hands, and put them into the space in their bodies , Then, plundering and flying away, fled in three directions.

When the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, it is gone in an instant.

Han Yi was shocked again.

"The one on the left, I have seen in Soul Shadow, is one of the seven great powers of the human race in the Tianquan Realm, the Heavenly Phoenix Daoist of the Qianyuan Sect."

"The one on the right is wearing Daqian's four-color python robe. It is very likely that he is the new Duke of Dagan, Pang Sheng."

"The one in front, judging by his appearance, is not a deity from the Yuheng realm, but should be a deity from the other six realms just like Daoist Tianhuang."

At a glance, thoughts flickered, Han Yi had a guess, and his heart shook again. He didn't expect that there were three Huashen lurking around here. The water here is too deep, no matter what the three spiritual objects are, no matter what the In the huge fairy palace, there are no spiritual things that Han Yi can set foot in.

Without any hesitation, he ran away with all his strength, and ran away. After three breaths, he subconsciously glanced at the top of his head, and saw that the young man in green robe was already holding a spiritual object, and swiped from the top of his head. too long.

Han Yi saw the spirit object clearly, and his pupils shrank. That spirit object should have been obtained by Tianhuang Daojun just now. So, doesn't it mean that Tianhuang Daojun, in this short period of three breaths, has already passed away? Beheaded by the sword by the young man in green robe?

So easily, this green-robed cultivator is definitely not an ordinary deity, and even, it is very likely that he is a half-immortal. As for the immortal, Han Yi also had this idea, but he felt that it should not be. The transformation god of food should have been beheaded.

The level difference is too far, Han Yi can't even conjecture and speculate clearly, not sure.

In just a blink of an eye, he suppressed all his thoughts and ran wildly, his heart almost jumping into his throat.

This long-lost feeling has not been felt for many years. The last time, it was swallowed by the swallowing demon god and swallowed into the space of the body, when it reached the Shaking Light Realm.

It took a full hour before Han Yi stopped. Even he couldn't suppress the beating sound of his chest for the time being. He took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his beating heart.

But even after calming down and out of danger, Han Yi's expression still became heavy.

Danger.

Too dangerous.

In the scene just now, saying that Nascent Soul is not as good as a dog is perfect, even Huashen was beheaded in a few breaths, and there was nothing wrong with it.

At the same time, doubts in Han Yi's heart emerged one after another.

"Where is this place?"

This is the third time he has doubts. This time, what he doubts is that the green-robed monk, it seems, should be a role similar to a guard. There are guards, and the green-robed guards are so powerful that they can't even take three breaths of Huashen, and they fall silently.

In addition, 10 years have passed since the Great Luo Immortal Realm was shattered. How could this green-robed youth have survived 10 years?

But how is this possible?

In the classics of the Yuheng Realm, the lifespan of a true monarch is one thousand, and that of a deity is three thousand. When he is promoted to a half-immortal, he has not passed through the celestial calamity, and his lifespan can be nearly ten thousand. , there is only one Yuanhui, that is, one era, 12 years.

This young man in green robe can live for 10 years. Could it be that he guessed wrong, this is really a true immortal?
But the strength of this real fairy is too weak, and he let the cultivator of the transformation spirit take away the spiritual thing from his hand?

Han Yi shook his head secretly. There were too many secrets that he didn't know, and his conjecture lacked too many elements. It was no longer speculation, but wild thinking.

In the early stage of effective speculation, there are enough factors. If you use three to infer four, or use eight to make up ten, this is reasonable and the correct rate is high. If there are only three and seven is missing, let the inference be ten, and the final result will be absolutely different.

After regaining his composure, Han Yi held the Qingping sword and continued to move towards the sensing direction, but after only half an hour, he quickly hid again, because there was another person in the sky several miles away. A monk in green robes came across the sky. This monk in green robes did not look like a young man, but middle-aged. Moreover, his eyes radiated a blue light, as if he was searching for something.

Han Yi tried his best to lower his aura, but he always felt that the crisis was approaching, and his hair stood on his head. When the green-robed monk was a mile away, he felt the crisis was at its peak. , but let his aura blend into the coercion of this dojo, which is consistent with the aura of the palace wall next to him.

Supernatural powers, easy to shape.

really.

After the breath changed, the sense of crisis on Han Yi's body instantly decreased. In the high sky, the green-robed monk who was flying and patrolling, flicked across the sky, paused slightly, and seemed suspicious, but after some investigation, he still passed quickly, and Did not fall.

"Fortunately, I escaped." Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, several miles behind him, more than a dozen breaths erupted instantly.

Rumble.

The sword energy flew across the sky and fell violently. A cultivator exuding the majesty of transforming gods suddenly stopped and his body fell down.

In an instant, more than a dozen auras scattered in all directions without any intention of confrontation.

Han Yi was terrified, and was about to continue fleeing forward, but he stopped suddenly. He noticed a familiar aura among the dozen or so scattered auras.

He hesitated for a moment, but made up his mind in an instant, because the aura he sensed was that he had met once, one of the Eight Great Nascent Soul Sects, the owner of Baiyulou, True Monarch Baiyu, Baiyuya.

On the one hand, he still owes Bai Yulou a lot of favors. On the other hand, this dojo, and even this Broken Immortal Realm, is too terrifying and mysterious. Han Yi needs to learn more about it. Of course, he cannot trust other monks, but if it is Bai Yu Zhenjun, he still trusts.

Thinking of this, he chased after him at an extremely fast speed, but compared to Zhenjun Baiyu, he was still a bit slower. Just when Han Yi wanted to give up, he sensed the breath of Zhenjun Baiyu, but turned around suddenly and turned towards him. rushed.

Han Yi's face was serious, and he had already dodged, hiding in a hidden place in a relatively inconspicuous side hall. When True Monarch Baiyu approached wildly, his divine sense came out, and he only shook and sent out a voice.

"True Lord Baiyu, I am Han Yi of Xuandan Sect, believe me, I have a way to hide here."

This was all Han Yi could do. If True Monarch Baiyu didn't trust him, then he wouldn't expose himself and put himself in danger.

However, Bai Yuya, a legendary monk of a generation, the owner of Baiyulou, was quite courageous, and without any hesitation, he instantly changed direction and rushed towards Han Yi.

Han Yi's face was solemn, and when his figure was close to a hundred meters away from him, his mana was already surging, and he pointed out.

Supernatural powers, easy to shape.

This supernatural power transformed from the disguise technique can not only act on himself, but also on other creatures. Han Yi once did experiments in the back mountain of Xuandanzong, turning monkeys into giant bears, and trees into giants. As a monkey, let your aura expand and exude the aura of transforming gods.

Supernatural powers, easy to shape.

The supernatural power of this change has been out of the category of illusion. It is close to the magic of Zhou Tian's transformation, and it is not far from fairy art. Moreover, this supernatural power can be used on himself or on others. This is why Han Yi dared to show Bai Yuya The main reason for calling here.

Under this finger, the aura on Bai Yuya's body had the majesty of this dojo, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, but he responded immediately, suppressing all other changes on his body, and his figure disappeared under the wall. If he hadn't seen it in person, he would have thought that he was the dojo, a part of the wall of the side hall.

At this moment, the distance between the two is less than 20 meters, but they have such a tacit understanding that they have no words, and they dare not even show their spiritual consciousness.

At the second breath after Bai Yuya's aura changed, a monk in green robe passed by from a high altitude. Han Yi raised his eyes and saw the monk clearly, his pupils trembled slightly.

The third place.

This green-robed monk was different from the two I had seen before in terms of appearance, but his clothes and sword were quite the same.

The previous guess has more evidence.

These blue-robed monks should be the guards of this ashram, but even the guards are so strong, and they can capture and kill Huashen with a snap of their fingers, which is extremely terrifying.

It took a long time for a stick of incense before Bai Yuya dared to transmit the sound from his spiritual consciousness. In the sound transmission, there was no shock, only a sigh.

"Han Yi..., Fellow Daoist Han, I didn't expect you to enter the Qingxuan Dojo."

Han Yi's heart was shocked. This 'Qingxuan Daochang' already showed that Bai Yuya knew much more than him. He thought for a while, and responded via voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Baiyu, I came from the Void Realm a few days ago. Projecting into this place, listening to fellow Taoists, you should know a lot about this... Qingxuan Dojo, can you tell me?"

Bai Yuya did not hesitate, and calmly transmitted the voice: "Fellow Daoist Han rejected Dong Chang's invitation and did not participate in the Beidou Fairy Association. If you think about it, you can only enter this Qingxuan Dojo through projection. Don't worry, it is no longer a secret now. There is nothing wrong with telling Fellow Daoist Han about it.”

As soon as Bai Yuya said this, many thoughts emerged in Han Yi's mind.

Who is Dong Chang?

An invitation to the Beidou Fairy Club?Could it be Dong Hou?
Bai Yuya knew about the Big Dipper Fairy Association, so could it be that he was a member of the Big Dipper Fairy Hall?Then what is the relationship between this Broken Immortal Realm and the Big Dipper Fairy Association?
Where exactly is this Qingxuan Dojo?
As soon as the idea came up, Han Yi suppressed it one by one, waiting for Bai Yuya to explain.

(End of this chapter)