The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Chapter 155 Going through the back door

True Lord Dazhi looked at Qi Yuan and said, "Since you don't want to break your own golden elixir, then you can break other people's golden elixirs and form your own divine infant?"

Qi Yuan glanced at everyone present, and finally said bitterly: "Their golden elixir is too weak, I can't stand it."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several geniuses present changed slightly.

"Lv is not talented. He used ten thousand years of Xuanyin evil to condense an earth-grade golden elixir. As soon as the golden elixir came out, the land three miles away turned into Xuanyin. Dare I ask my friend, is this golden elixir weak?" A genius couldn't bear it. Zhu said.

When the singers on the flower boat heard this, they all looked envious.

For ordinary monks, it is a happy event to be able to form a golden elixir.

Generally, the golden elixirs formed are mostly from ninth to first grade.

It can be said that there is only one person in a billion who can combine the profound, earth and heaven.

There are more than a billion creatures from all the nations?
As a result, apart from Qi Yuan, the best one was Kang Fulu's first-grade golden elixir.

Qi Yuan glanced at the genius and said with regret, "Weak."

Three miles of land turned into Xuanyin?
This is a fart!

When he was practicing Qi, he could kill someone with a kitchen knife.

"You have a golden elixir of some kind, take it out and take a look?" The genius sneered.

Qi Yuan shook his head: "I'm afraid if I take it out, you will all die."

The stellar golden elixir is not just summoned.

"I don't dare to take it." The genius mocked coldly.

They naturally thought that Qi Yuan was bragging.

The other Tianjiao smiled and said: "Lu Cha, maybe that person is an immortal golden elixir, so naturally he will look down on your earthly golden elixir."

Qi Yuan ignored them. These people were too young and would take thousands of years to grow into his Bai Yueguang. He couldn't be bothered to care at all.

He continued to ask for help from Lord Dazhi: "Their golden elixir is too weak and I really don't like it. Is there any other way?"

True Lord Dazhi said: "Do you know why the divine infant is a divine infant?"

Qi Yuan was stunned when he heard this.

To be honest, he really didn't know.

Generally speaking, it is not just the broken pill that transforms into a baby, and the soul takes possession of it.

"Actually, I don't know either." Lord Dazhi said, "But based on my many years of experience in reading ancient books.

I speculate that the Divine Infant is the foundation of the Yin God.

As we all know, once you step into the realm of Yinshen, you can give birth to a soul and travel around the universe.

How do you think this soul was born? "

The soul is the soul of a monk.

Yuanshen is a more mysterious thing.

Once you reach the realm of Yuan Dan, your soul can leave your body.

The Yuanshen is a higher-level existence than the soul, and can enter the legendary Taixu.

"Could it be said that the soul transformed from a divine infant?" Qi Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, that's my guess too. Both of them have the word "divine" in them, so they must be related.

So...all Yin gods, and even Yang gods, their souls are divine infants. "Dazhi Zhenjun told Qi Yuan what he had discovered.

When Qi Yuan heard this, he looked at the star projection on the sky and widened his eyes: "Are all immortals and gods infants?"

"I've told you this, but don't tell anyone else. There's a big cause and effect involved." Zhenjun Dazhi said solemnly.

The singing girls and the geniuses on the flower boat were speechless when they heard this.

I dare to say that the immortal god is a divine infant.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else about this." Qi Yuan glanced at everyone on the boat.

For some reason, everyone on the field couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Lord Dazhi nodded: "Do you know what my divine infant is?"

"What is it?" Qi Yuan asked.

Dazhi Zhenjun's expression became sad: "My Taoist companion became possessed and passed away. I took her hair and made it into an external elixir, and her body became a golden elixir.

My divine baby is her hair.

I hope that one day I will be promoted to the realm of Yinshen.

The transformation of the divine infant can give birth to...her soul. "

Qi Yuan became silent after hearing this.

He was not good at comforting people and said, "I wish you success."

"I'll lend you your good words." A sharp look flashed in Zhenjun Dazhi's eyes, "One day, she will be reborn from the ashes in my divine baby!"

Qi Yuan's thoughts wandered far away.

He thought of the Five Ancestors such as Jin Ancestor, Water Ancestor and Earth Ancestor in the Five Elements Forbidden Land.

At the beginning, the five of them sacrificed themselves to achieve Qi Yuan's Five Elements Qi, and also allowed Qi Yuan to successfully control the Five Elements Forbidden Land.

If he thinks what he wants, he will condense into a divine infant.

In the future, when we step into the realm of Yinshen, can those old friends emerge from his divine baby?
Of course, Qi Yuan was just thinking about it.

Dazhi Zhenjun said at this time: "The coexistence of the golden elixir and the divine infant is an act against nature. I fear that I will be punished by heaven. Taoist friends will do it themselves."

"Yeah." Qi Yuan nodded.

The true fire of the sun has been ignited on the stellar golden elixir.

The potential of this golden elixir will also become infinite.

In Qi Yuan's view, as long as he is given enough time, he can even swallow all the stars in a universe.

Even if Qi Yuan does not step into the realm of the Divine Infant, he can become stronger by relying on his stellar golden elixir.

Therefore, even if he does not perfect the "Qi Yuan Jing", he can slowly grow into the top powerhouse in the world.

The golden elixir is the path to invincibility, so why bother condensing another divine infant?

But it is obvious that Qi Yuan has ambitions.

He wants to improve himself in all aspects.

"Qi Yuan Jing" will naturally need to be improved.

God babies also need to be married.

"Thank you Taoist friend for informing me, I have benefited a lot." Qi Yuan said with emotion.

The path to the divine infant has not yet been completely determined, but Qi Yuan already has many ideas.

……

As night fell, Qi Yuan returned to the cave.

The Bingshan Tyrant Girl of the Shenhua Society taught Qi Yuan hundreds of magic techniques.

These magic decrees were all given to Qi Yuan by her sisters.

Among them, there are four Heaven-level methods, dozens of Xuan-level methods, and countless Jade-level methods.

Qi Yuan suddenly changed from a pauper to a temporary rich man.

"With so many magical methods, it should be enough for me to promote the "Qi Yuan Jing", right?"

Qi Yuan immediately devoted himself wholeheartedly to the great cause of adapting the exercises.

Time flies by.

The day of the battle between the Eastern Prodigies is getting closer and closer.

There are more and more geniuses in Yunzhong City.

Every day, you can see some geniuses flying in the sky of Yunzhong City.

Qi Yuan ignored what was going on outside the window and only focused on perfecting the "Qi Yuan Jing".

One day, Qi Yuan suddenly woke up.

"In two days there will be a battle between the Eastern Prodigies..." Qi Yuan murmured.

To be honest, Qi Yuan's "Qi Yuan Jing" has advanced to a critical point.

He doesn't want to participate in the Eastern Land Prodigy Battle.

However, Qi Yuan's eyes became firm when he thought of the Dongtu Tianjiao who could obtain the qualification to enter the Moon-Watching Continent twenty years ago, as well as the sect leader's instructions.

"It seems that I still have to participate in this battle between the Eastern Prodigies."

Qi Yuan thought like this and walked out of the cave.

At this time, Kang Fulu outside the cave was having a heart-to-heart talk with a catwoman.

Jiang Ya was sitting on the Bodhi tree not far away, seeming to be thinking about some difficult problem.

Kang Fulu was a little surprised when he saw Qi Yuan: "Junior brother, where are you going?"

"Participate in the battle between the Eastern Prodigies." Qi Yuan replied.

Kang Fulu looked horrified: "Today?"

He slapped his thigh and thought he had lost track of time.

But when he looked at the date, he looked at Qi Yuan with a strange expression: "Isn't it two days from now? Why are you going now?"

"I'm going to see if there's any back door through which I can go." Qi Yuan said softly.

"Back door?" Kang Fulu's face became even more weird. He asked Jiang Ya who was in the distance, "Is there a back door for the Eastern Land Prodigy Battle?"

Jiang Ya woke up from her thoughts and glanced at Qi Yuan: "The battle between the Eastern Prodigies will be discussed by the three Yin gods, and there will be no back door."

"There is no back door in the world, but as more people leave, there is one." Qi Yuan said matter-of-factly.

But for some reason, after he finished speaking, he always felt that this sentence was strange.

Kang Fulu looked at Qi Yuan and said nothing more: "Junior brother... I wish you success in finding the back door."

Qi Yuan left the inn.

An hour later.

Qi Yuan's appearance changed drastically, and he put on a bloody robe.

He stopped in front of a palace, with a hint of joy in his eyes: "Finally found it."

The palace in front is quiet and desolate.

The boy in front of the gate was drowsy and seemed to be dozing off.

Qi Yuan glanced at the boy.

The sleeping boy seemed to feel something and suddenly woke up: "You...who are you?"

He looked at Qi Yuan, feeling inexplicably frightened.

"I... am a Golden Core cultivator who participated in the Eastern Land Talent List." Qi Yuan answered truthfully.

The fear in the boy's heart dissipated a little, and he asked slowly: "What are you doing here to participate in the East-Tu Tianjiao War?" "I heard that Feng Lan, the person in charge of this East-Tu Tianjiao War, lives here."

"No, no one." When the boy heard this, his face was full of disgust.

Today, there are two Zifus in Yunzhong City.

One is the master of Yunzhong Court, and the other is Feng Lan.

Sometimes, some monks who don't know the heights of heaven and earth come to visit Feng Lan.

The man in front of me is probably one of them.

At this time, the door opened and a tall woman walked out.

"Tomorrow, what's wrong?" the tall woman asked.

"I'm here to see my master." The boy said quickly.

Qi Principle looked at the tall woman with a look of surprise in his eyes: "Booger Fairy, I didn't expect to see you here. It's such a fate."

He glanced at the tall woman's hand.

The nails on the fingers have long been flush, and the long nails probably need to be trimmed soon.

He couldn't help but sigh, these geniuses just listened to his advice. When he said that picking noses with long nails and nail polish was not good, they immediately cut off their nails and used Taoism instead.

When Fairy Fengyue heard this, the expression on her face changed drastically, and her anger slowly rose.

In recent times, the most famous person in Yunzhong City, apart from the top three in the list of geniuses, is her, and she has the nickname of the Booger Fairy.

Even her sisters used this to mock her.

Some time ago, one of her suitors secretly gave her a magic spell. When she opened it, it was a nose-picking spell!

She is so angry!
I wish I could beat up Lord Dazhi and Qi Yuan.

However, she did not bully the weak after all. She just thought that after the battle between the Eastern Prodigies begins, she must challenge Qi Yuan to make him remember a little longer.

Nowadays, when someone she doesn't know directly calls her the Booger Fairy, how can she not get angry?

"Who are you?" She looked at Qi Yuan, furious.

If the other party didn't give an explanation, she would have to beat him up.

"I... the Blood-clothed Sword God." Qi Yuan calmly reported his name.

"What? Blood-clothed Sword God?" Fairy Fengyue was stunned.

Fear and awe surged into my heart.

She did not participate in the Fish-Dragon Banquet and never met the Blood-clothed Sword God.

But she naturally knew how powerful and terrifying the Blood-clothed Sword God was.

That was a ruthless man, the ruthless man who single-handedly destroyed the Palace of Light.

How did he come here?
Fairy Fengyue would never suspect that the man in blood-clothed clothes in front of her was a fake.

Because, the Blood-clothed Sword God has a vicious reputation.

No one dares to fake it.

Moreover, many people know that the Blood-clothed Sword God provoked Venerable Yeqiong and almost offended Venerable Yeqiong.

By pretending to be a blood-clothed sword god, isn't this looking for death?

As for the blood-clothed sword god in front of her, she took a serious look at it, but she couldn't tell her strength at all.

He must be the bloody sword god without a doubt!

She was filled with fear and grief.

Does even a big boss like the Blood-clothed Sword God know his name... the Booger Fairy?

For a senior like the Blood-clothed Sword God, it is not a problem for him to live for ten thousand years.

In other words, at least for ten thousand years, she will not be able to take off the title of Booger Fairy.

"Senior, wait a moment, I will go and inform the ancestors now!"

"You can take me in directly to save time." Qi Yuan said casually.

Fairy Fengyue's expression changed, and she finally nodded.

At this time, deep inside the palace.

Feng Lan is playing chess with the master of Yunzhongting.

"I didn't expect that such a big thing would happen within a month of coming to Cuiyun Continent." Feng Lan lamented.

The master of Yunzhongting also showed a melancholy look: "Who would have thought that the Guangming Palace, which was so powerful, would be destroyed overnight.

This blood-clothed sword god is truly a killing god.

I really don’t know how he destroyed the Palace of Light.

Could it be that, as he said, the fall of the sun that day really had something to do with him? "

"How is that possible?" Feng Lan shook her head, "There can only be one person in this world, you know."

Hearing this, the master of the Yunzhong Court also fell silent and did not dare to say anything more.

It is taboo for the venerable, and it is also the venerable.

At this time, Feng Lan said with a worried look on her face: "The battle between the Eastern Prodigies is over, I have to go back quickly, it's too dangerous to stay in Cuiyun Continent.

The catastrophe didn't kill me, so it would be unlucky to die here. "

He was very afraid of the bloody sword god.

Because he is now in charge of the war between the Eastern Prodigies and serves the three Yin Gods.

Nominally, he can be regarded as the temporary subordinate of the Poor Lord.

If the Blood-clothed Sword God knew this.

According to their understanding of the Blood-clothed Sword God, this madman must be chopped down.

In Cuiyun Continent today, who is not afraid of the Blood-clothed Sword God?
Justice destroys evil?

It's just trolls destroying evil!
"Ancestor, the Blood-clothed Sword God is here." At this moment, an urgent message came.

The chess piece in Feng Lan's hand suddenly fell to the ground, with a look of horror on his face.

The master of Yunzhongting looked surprised: "What happened to fellow Taoist?"

"No, I have to run quickly, the bloody sword god is coming to kill me!" Feng Lan was extremely frightened, with a look of grief on her face.

He said and wanted to leave.

However, he did not run out in the end.

Because before he could leave, he felt himself being stared at by a pair of terrifying eyes.

"You are ready to run when you see me. Are you a bad person?
If he is a bad person, I, the Blood-clothed Sword God, must do justice for God! "Qi Yuan's lazy voice came.

Even though Feng Lan was in the Zi Mansion, his soul couldn't help but tremble. His face was distorted: "I didn't run...I need to urinate...I need to urinate."

"You Feng family are really weird. One is picking his nose, and the other is in need of urination." Qi Yuan looked at Feng Yue and then at Feng Lan.

Feng Lan was a little embarrassed when she heard this, and a flash of doubt flashed in her heart.

Because, judging from the Blood-clothed Sword God’s intention, wasn’t he here to kill him?

He looked at Qi Yuan with respect on his face: "I wonder what the bloody-robed Sword God has come to see me for?"

Today, he doesn't have the temperament of Zifu's almighty, he looks like a little loser.

After all, facing the Yin God, he was just in awe.

Facing the blood-clothed sword god, it was pure fear.

After all, this is a big devil.

"I signed up for the Eastern Prodigy Competition some time ago." Qi Yuan said, casually finding a chair and sitting down.

Feng Lan was stunned for a moment.

The bloody-robed sword god signed up for the battle between the Eastern Prodigies?

A big boss from the Zi Mansion signed up for the Eastern Territory Prodigy Battle. What was he doing?

"Unfortunately, I have been studying the martial arts recently and have entered a critical stage, so I am unable to participate in the Eastern Earth Prodigy Battle.

Can the time for the East-Tu Tianjiao battle be postponed later? Qi Yuan asked gently.

Because he was asking for help, his tone was very kind.

"Senior... the battle between the Eastern Prodigies cannot be postponed." Feng Lan was puzzled and said with an embarrassed look on her face.

The blood-clothed sword god must be long live, right?
At such an advanced age, there is no way he can enter the battlefield where the heroes of the East are fighting.

Feng Lan told Qi Yuan the reason why it couldn't be delayed. It was simply that the opening time of the secret realm was fixed and could not be changed artificially.

At this time, Qi Yuan looked at Feng Lan: "Do you think I am stronger or weaker than the top ten geniuses on the Dongtu Tianjiao list?"

Feng Lan was confused.

Is the boss here to make fun of him?
"Of course the seniors are stronger!" He answered cautiously.

"Look, you admit that I am strong. Does that mean that as long as I participate in the Eastern Land Talents Battle, I will definitely be able to enter the top twenty?"

"Yes." Feng Lan could only nod. He glanced at Qi Yuan and said weakly, "Senior's age is a bit too old. Only young people under 200 years old can participate in the Eastern Land Prodigy Battle."

"I'm very young, I'm only twenty this year... less than 30 years old." Qi Yuan affirmed.

Qi Yuan originally wanted to tell the truth.

But when he thought about it, he was already married to Xiaomai.

Getting married before the age of 20 violated the marriage law, so I falsely reported my age.

In the room, Yun Zhongting watched this scene and did not dare to speak.

Fairy Fengyue stood aside, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Feng Lan looked hard: "Senior... he does look very young."

"It's not what it looks like, it's what it is!" Qi Yuan corrected Feng Lan's mistake.

“So, my strength is up to standard and my age is suitable. If I participate in the Eastern Prodigy Competition, I can definitely reach the top ten, not to mention the top three, right?
Since the results are the same, we won’t pursue the process and just put me in the top ten. "Qi Yuan said domineeringly.

I have to say, this feeling of going through the back door is really cool.

Feng Lan was speechless.

Blood-clothed Sword God, is this human language?
If it were anyone else, even someone in the later stages of Zifu, he would dare to yell shamelessly.

But facing the bloody sword god, he really didn't dare to refute.

"This matter needs to be reported to the three Lords of the Yin God. I... have no right to decide." Feng Lan said weakly.

"Then report it quickly and the results will come out as soon as possible." Qi Yuan said quickly, his voice became colder, "If you maliciously prevent me from winning the top [-] in the battle with the Eastern Prodigy, you are making an enemy of me!"

When Feng Lan heard this, cold sweat broke out on her forehead: "I'll report it right away!"

Even if he was given ten lives, he would not dare to be an enemy of the Blood-clothed Sword God.

The experience of Guangming Palace is still vivid in my mind.

Inherited for thousands of years, Cuiyun Continent’s top power will be destroyed if it is said to be destroyed!
(End of this chapter)