Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 304 Xuanhuang Taiji, Token Swallowing

When Han Yi Jindan was at the peak, he was able to kill the early stage of Yuanying. When he first promoted to Yuanying, he was able to kill even the soul cultivator Yan Zhan in the middle stage of Yuanying.

Although there are five monks in front of him, four of them are Nascent Soul, and there is only one Nascent Soul Middle Stage. In his opinion, it is not enough.

The murderous heart is like cooking oil in a raging fire, he has already swung his sword, the sword light is invisible, and the first move is extremely fast.

The distance between Han Yi and these five monks was originally less than three miles, but at this moment, when he threw his sword, among the five opponents, Daoist Yuan Long gave a soft shout, and was the first to strike, rushing forward. With the speed of the Nascent Soul cultivator, it took less than one breath to cross a distance of nearly a mile.

Han Yi could even see the undisguised killing intent in the eyes of Zhenjun Yuanlong's face.

but.

This face froze for a moment, and the killing intent was still rising, but the light in the eyes quickly dimmed, and his body, with the same inertia, still rushed forward, but No matter how difficult it is to keep his body intact, the head is up, the torso is down, and because the sword is too fast, the blood at the incision has not leaked out.

And when the Qingping sword was about to fall behind Yuanlong and the Liusu sword of Zhenjun Liusu was cut off, Han Yi had already taken off the death bell from his waist. This spiritual treasure is good at group attacks. suitable.

Then, he swayed heavily. With his current cultivation base, although this sway is not earth-shattering, the invisible fluctuations, starting from him, appear fan-shaped, and spread forward and cover with a swipe.

Under this fluctuation, the remaining broken soul in Zhenjun Yuanlong's body, which was destroyed by the soul beheading, seemed to be crushed by a powerful machine and completely reduced to powder.

The fluctuations expanded again, and the Zhenjun on the left side of Zhenjun Yuanlong was an old man with white hair and long beard. At this moment, the old man's eyes were half-closed, his killing intent was not obvious, and what he was holding in his hand was only a half-step spirit treasure. This is a trident about two meters long and golden in color.

in fact.

In the world of cultivating immortals, except for the great sects that have been passed down for a long time, most of the great monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul have only half-step magic weapons, and even only top-grade magic weapons.

And this is what they earned after working hard and spending tens or even hundreds of years.

now.

This old man with white hair and long beard holds a trident in his hand, and his figure is behind Zhenjun Yuanlong's left side. In his mind, five people killed one person, and according to Yuanlong's words, this young man has been promoted to Yuanying in the past 15 years. Nothing to worry about.

But half a breath after the activation, a puffing sound came from the position of Zhenjun Yuanlong. This sound is really too familiar. It is the sound of a magic weapon being pierced, and then there is another extremely subtle chirping sound , this is no stranger to him in his 700 years of cultivating immortals.

True Monarch Yuanlong's spiritual treasure has been cut off?
True Monarch Yuanlong was also beheaded?
Two thoughts came to mind one after another, he already placed the trident horizontally in front of his body in a blink of an eye, and with a flick of his body, two clones appeared on the left and right sides.

This white-haired and long-bearded old man, although his chances are not good enough and his celestial fate is not enough, but he has lived for more than 700 years, has extremely rich combat experience, and has cultivated a clone supernatural power. Of course, this clone can only last for a stick of incense, and cannot leave He is more than [-] meters away, but this supernatural power of the avatar is indeed miraculous for him when fighting against the enemy, whether it is attacking, defending, or escaping.

Yuanlong was beheaded, the old man's first thought was naturally to save his life, and these two avatars were naturally to confuse and defend.

The avatars converged and rushed forward, while his main body immediately retreated. However, when the avatar stood in front of him, he only felt a 'buzz' sound, and there was an invisible wave, which was crushed, and the first to shatter was naturally Two clones, and then, this wave penetrated into one's body, entered the space of the body, hit the Nascent Soul, and smashed the Nascent Soul instantly. Moreover, the level of this smashing is at the granular level, no matter how difficult it is to condense .

On the right side of Zhenjun Yuanlong, there is another monk. This monk is holding a spirit treasure. This spirit treasure is a tripod-shaped spirit treasure, which is pregnant with terrifying power. Rao has all kinds of means, all kinds of spells, all of which are instantly dissipated.

speak up.

From the time the two sides looked at each other, to Han Yi swinging his sword and shaking his soul, it took less than two breaths.

And within two breaths, among the opponent's five Nascent Souls, four Nascent Souls in the early stage died with one sword and one bell. The double attacks of sword repair and soul repair, one is powerful and the other is extremely weird.

At the end, the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator holding the spirit plate is a middle-aged monk. Seeing the other four people, his breath suddenly changed, and when his face changed drastically, he had already slapped the spirit plate heavily with one hand , A thick aura spread out from the spiritual plate, covering his whole body.

Just when the spiritual light gathered, a streak of green and black sword energy hit the bright light heavily.

Peng!
The aura swayed, but it didn't shatter. Qingping jumped high due to the backlash, and retreated tens of meters, while the middle-aged monk holding the spiritual disk also burst out under the impact, holding the spiritual disk in his hand. A hundred meters, and then slammed into the wall of a side hall, and the side hall wobbled.

but.

Not finished yet.

An invisible wave followed the sword light and landed on the crazily trembling aura.

Snapped!
The sound of destruction suddenly sounded.

Three miles away, Han Yi was holding the death bell, and frowned slightly. After his Qingping sword was promoted to Lingbao, everything was broken, but at this moment it was bounced back by the aura, and what surprised him even more was that the aura, even The attack of the death bell can be blocked.

What kind of spiritual treasure is this?

On the other side, the middle-aged cultivator holding the spirit plate had a shocked expression on his face. You must know that he got this spirit plate by chance on the road to becoming an immortal, and its original owner was a great power to transform gods.

The name of this spiritual pan is Xuanhuang Taiji Pan, and it is an imitation of several supreme immortal artifacts from ancient times. The spiritual light it inspires is called Xuanhuang Light.

Although this Xuanhuang Taiji plate is only a middle-grade spiritual treasure, it is indeed extremely strong in finding objects, defending, and escaping. I have tested it myself, and the general late Nascent Soul cannot break through the Xuanhuang light in a short time.

But at this moment, with just one sword and one bell, the mysterious yellow light was already shattered on the spot, how could he not be shocked.

Before he was horrified, he saw a young monk three miles away, and when he joined his two fingers together, the green and black sword that had just been ejected was shaken slightly and disappeared from sight.

"Not good." He was startled again in his heart, just now he was only thinking about defense, and didn't want to go away, but now he regretted it.

He has only seen the fierceness and speed of this sword weapon in those late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators who are not weak.

"Fellow Daoist, I am the owner of Suizhu Immortal Mansion, No. 826 Immortal Mansion, stop for now and discuss something."

The middle-aged monk's words almost exhausted all his strength and roared loudly.

And his hand on the Xuanhuang Taiji plate is also surging with mana. Once Han Yi hesitates, the terrifying sword stops for a moment, and he will arouse the Xuanhuang light again. Moreover, this time it is no longer defense, but He escaped with the help of this powerful spirit treasure.

But Han Yi has so much experience in fighting skills, he almost ignored what he said, and blasted out with a sword. Before the middle-aged monk had no time to react, the Qingping sword had appeared in front of the middle-aged monk, and at this moment Xuanhuang Lingguang It has just been pulled up, but it has not yet reached the position of its head.

The sword pierced through his head, and just when it emerged behind his head, the spiritual light completely closed.

then.

The aura compressed in the middle at a speed beyond Han Yi's imagination, and finally, it became a spot of light, which escaped into the void and dissipated in an instant.

As the aura dissipated, not only the middle-aged monk who was killed by Han Yi, but also his own Qingping sword.

At this speed, even Han Yi's pupils shrank.

Too soon, if he hesitated, the middle-aged monk had already fled away without a trace.

Han Yi's figure flickered, and he had disappeared in the side hall. Within a few breaths, he had arrived in front of the monks who had been beheaded by him. The treasure and the half-step Lingbao are included in the Qiankun ring.

Then, after sensing the position of Qingping's swordsmanship, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The location of Qingping Sword is not too far away, about ten to twenty miles away, the sensor is a little fuzzy in this range, but it is still relatively accurate, the situation is not too bad.

Just now the middle-aged monk inspired the aura and teleported away. Han Yi was still taken aback. If it was more than twenty miles away and the Qingping Sword could not be sensed, this mysterious sword that was promoted to Lingbao not long ago would be Lost, the vast Qingxuan Daochang is so vast, it is difficult to find it.

After collecting the loot, Han Yi identified the sensed position and quickly swept away.

And in his mind, the words that the middle-aged monk shouted just before he was killed appeared.

The experienced Han Yi naturally knew that the shout was to disturb Han Yi and stop his attack. This trick was useless to him, but the content of that sentence made Han Yi think about it, and flashed countless times. idea.

"Suizhu Immortal Mansion? The Lord of No. 826 Immortal Mansion?"

"So, that middle-aged monk also got the New Year's Candle Token, and entered it. I don't know if he has boarded the immortal road?"

"And the reason why these five monks were able to find me is that this spirit plate has a tracking effect, and they use the New Year's Candle token as a guide to locate their own location."

Han Yi thought of birth and death, and his figure was already like a streamer, flickering away.

After a while.

At the entrance of a main hall, I found a middle-aged monk whose body had been separated. His eyes were staring and frozen, and the fear remained. However, the Nascent Soul was beheaded and his head fell off. He was already dead and could not die anymore. .

Han Yi first retracted the Qingping Sword into the scabbard behind it, and then put the spirit disk into his hand.

The hand is gentle, the aura is breathless, and the breath is flowing. Judging from the quality of the aura, this spirit treasure is definitely Han Yi's strongest spirit treasure at present.

On the spiritual plate, spiritual light pervades and moves on its own.

And under the aura, there is actually a silver token embedded in the center of the spirit plate at this moment, and the upper side of the token is imprinted with the word "Sui". The black tokens are exactly the same.

However, one is black and the other is silver.

Han Yi was about to put the Lingbao in the Qiankun Ring, but found that the Lingpan didn't move.

It suddenly dawned on him that the silver token in this spirit tray, like the token of the New Year's Candle he had obtained, could not be collected into the Qiankun Ring, but could only be stored in the space within his body, or put on his body.

He didn't think much about it, Mana crossed into the spirit plate, tried to close the spirit plate, and took off the token.

It took a full ten breaths before Han Yi found the trick. When the magic power surged, the aura that permeated the entire spirit disk disappeared in a flash.

He reached out, about to remove the silver token embedded in the spirit plate.

But in the next moment, the silver token was automatically suspended.

And the black Token of the New Year's Eve that was hidden on Han Yi's body was also uncontrollable. It came out of the body and slowly floated up. Then, two tokens, one black and one silver, came out at a speed that Han Yi could not even react to. Integrate into one.

No.

It is not appropriate to say fusion, it is more appropriate to use swallowing, the higher-level silver silver medal swallows the black token in Han Yi's hand.

A brand new silver token is suspended in the air.

Then, a fiery red light emerged from the token.

Han Yi was startled. He didn't want to enter the mysterious Immortal Mansion again for the time being. This place is the Qingxuan Dojo, which is full of dangers. If he misses the agreed return journey of Beidou Immortal Palace and he is trapped here, it would be a big disaster .

He subconsciously took a few steps back, only to see the fiery red light outline a portal in mid-air, but just as the portal was formed, it suddenly dispersed.

The silver token fell from mid-air and returned to silence.

This change really confused Han Yi. He speculated that it might be because of the special nature of Qingxuan Daoist that a cross-boundary passage could not be formed.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the silver New Year's Candle Token and observed carefully. Except for the different color, this token was exactly the same as the original black token without any difference.

There was nothing wrong with the token at the moment. Han Yi thought for a while, then put it away, and then pulled off the Qiankun ring on the other side, the middle-aged monk whose body had been separated, and left quickly.

……

The moment when the fiery red portal outlined by the silver token in midair took shape, it collapsed again.

In a certain void that was extremely far away from Han Yi's Qingxuan Dojo, in this void, a monk who was sitting cross-legged, breathless and dead, suddenly opened his eyes.

These are a pair of golden eyes, there is neither sorrow nor joy in the eyes, and there are dense data flowing. From these eyes, this monk is similar to Qingxuan Xianwei, but different.

Then, the monk stood up, took a step forward, tore apart the void, and rushed towards Han Yi's Qingxuan Dojo.

Not long after the cultivator left, another figure followed closely. This figure was wearing a black robe, and his eyes were...silver.

What's more, the figure who followed closely was a female cultivator, as could be discerned from her appearance.

If Han Yi is here, he can immediately recognize that this female cultivator is the ancient corpse he got from Yuanlao Mountain at the beginning, and later identified the other party as an immortal puppet.

However, the fairy puppet at this moment is quite different from when he left in the Immortal City of Eternal Rest. The fairy puppet back then had a pair of eyes that had no emotion at all, and was just a fairy puppet that followed the set rules. Silver eyes, but a little more emotion.

……

Qingxuan Dojo.

After receiving the token, after Han Yi left, a trace of unease suddenly flashed in his heart. This unease came a little abruptly. He guessed that the fiery red portal collapsed just now, which caused him this unease.

However, with his current cultivation base, there is nothing he can do for the time being, and he can only temporarily abandon his anxiety.

then.

He continued to flee towards the coordinates he had agreed with Bai Yuya.

Seven days later.

Finally arrived at the agreed place.

(End of this chapter)