Gou became an immortal and became an ancestor in the world of immortality

Chapter 277 The caravan was attacked and undercurrents surged

"I heard that in the entire Qi Kingdom's world of immortal cultivation, only the Tianyan Sect has cultivated such monks and named them Nascent Soul Seeds."

"The number of people will never exceed two or three. At the end, it is also the qualification of the earth spirit root."

"Furthermore, for him, Crystal Condensation Pill is only the most basic resource. In addition, he will also take several more precious and rare pill-forming spiritual objects to improve the quality of the pill-forming pill."

Shaking his head secretly, Li Zhengran couldn't help but marvel at Tianyan Sect's wealth and wealth.

He didn't expect to be able to form an immortal golden elixir.

Regardless of his qualifications, the horrifying consumption of the elixir-forming resources alone was beyond his reach.

Moreover, even if he is really lucky to have such an achievement.

With the vision being difficult to conceal, I'm afraid I don't know how many forces will be targeting me.

"Although the golden elixir is higher, it does not mean that the true elixir cannot continue to pursue a higher realm."

"As long as I can form a true elixir, for me, it will be considered as achieving my goal."

With his eyes flashing, Li Zhengran patted the storage bag and took out a jade slip.

The color of the whole body is white jade, which is clearly the secret pill-forming technique given by Lin Han.

"The three-level transformation skill is divided into two steps: upper and lower."

"First condense the secret seal on the whole body, and only when all the acupoints and acupoints are ready can the power be released."

"This first step alone will take at least several years, plus the help of many spiritual objects to supplement mana."

"If you really want to practice cultivation, you have to put it on the agenda as soon as possible and start taking the first step."

Looking through the records of the exercises, Li Zhengran's eyes flashed slightly.

Now, because of the harvest of Crystal Condensation Pill.

He is [-]% sure of successfully forming the elixir.

However, he could not guarantee that he would be able to achieve the true elixir.

Just like Luo Qingyao, or Zhou Lingfeng.

Who can guarantee that when they first formed the elixir, there would be no other opportunities for them?
Although he is a top-grade spiritual root, in the end, he only condenses fake elixirs.

"It would be best to be [-]% more sure. At least you won't regret it."

"Furthermore, Lin Han also mentioned in a letter that the higher the quality of the mana, the greater the hope of condensing the true elixir."

"With this secret technique of forming pills, there is no need to hesitate any longer."

With his eyes focused, Li Zhengran made a decision immediately.

Immediately, he was seen putting away the jade slips and using his magic power.

My mind sank into the Mana Spirit Lake, and the green light flickered.

In the blink of an eye, magic power surged, flowing along the meridians and heading towards the first acupuncture point.

a few days later.

"call!"

"This condensation of the secret seal is indeed a bit exhausting."

Feeling the two extra secret seals coming out of the acupuncture points in his body, Li Zhengran stopped using his magic power and shook his head secretly.

He patted the storage bag and took a pill to restore consciousness.

After adjusting his breath like this for half a cup of tea, I saw that his breath was stable and his eyes were much brighter.

"No wonder there are very few people in this secret technique who have practiced San Gong again more than twice."

"The condensation of this secret seal alone, even if there is no risk, is extremely time-consuming."

"For most foundation-building monks with ordinary cultivation speed, I'm afraid they have to make a choice between the chance of breakthrough at an advanced age and the chance of forming a core."

Thinking of this, Li Zhengran quickly thought of Yang Dahai and Lin Han.

So far, the two of them have succeeded at least once.

They are similar in age to me, but different from me in having a long life span. They have both begun to face the embarrassing situation of approaching old age.

I don’t know what choices they will each make in the end.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, my mind moved.

A familiar aura rippled, approaching quickly outside Tingchao Lake.

Sensing something unusual, Li Zhengran quickly suppressed his thoughts and looked intently.But in the next breath, his expression changed slightly.

"Yunxiao?"

The murmur sounded, and his figure suddenly swayed and disappeared.

"Father, hold on."

"We'll be arriving at Tingchao Lake soon."

In mid-air, a spiritual boat quickly broke through the air, smashing through layers of clouds and mist.

Looking at it, you can see that its surface is full of mottled traces of fighting skills.

One of the two monks is fat and the other is thin. The former is slightly younger, looking about 24 years old, with red lips and white teeth.

The latter looks to be in his thirties, wearing a cloud-patterned robe, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, looking slightly handsome.

Astonishingly, they were Yang Yunxiao and Yang Lianan, father and son.

But at this moment, Yang Yunxiao was seen half lying in the spirit boat, his breath was weak, and his robe was stained with blood.

His face was pale, as if his vitality had been severely damaged, and his whole body was in a state of half-awake and half-conscious.

In contrast, although Yang Lian'an's condition was slightly better, his aura was still disordered and his robe was damaged.

As he spoke, it could be seen that his tone was urgent and panicked, and he kept making secrets to urge the spirit boat to fly away.

"Are you here yet?"

Intermittent words sounded, and Yang Yunxiao reluctantly opened his somewhat gloomy eyes.

Vaguely, a huge round lake appeared in front of us, including the vermilion pavilion full of red dust.

hum!
I don't know if it was an illusion, but in his weakness, Yang Yunxiao also noticed that there was a trace of ripples in the transparent quasi-third-order large array light curtain.

"Clouds."

Gentle words sounded, and a flash of blue disappeared.

Suddenly, when he looked up again.

Then he saw the figure in green clothes with unchanged appearance appearing in front of him, as dreamy as the moon in the mirror in the water.

"Uncle Li?"

The worries in his heart disappeared. In the blink of an eye, Yang Yunxiao could no longer hold on and fell into a coma.

hum!
Ten breaths later, in the secret room of the villa, green light could be seen flashing around.

Changchun's immortal mana was as nourishing as a spiritual spring, and soon it poured into the body of the unconscious figure on the bed, repairing the severely damaged internal organs.

"Who moved the hand?"

Li Zhengran's face seemed calm, but his tone revealed a hint of coldness.

After all, Yang Yunxiao can be regarded as his junior, who has watched him grow up since childhood.

In addition, the relationship between Yang Qingshan and his son, as well as their relationship with each other when they first taught Fu Tao.

Therefore, deep down in his heart, although he has no blood relationship with the other party, he is more than an ordinary nephew.

But now, the other party's injuries are almost to the point of damaging his foundation.

That is to say, his magic power is special and his medical skills are superb.

Otherwise, Yang Yunxiao might be left with irreversible hidden damage.

"Jie, Jie Xiu."

"It's a group of foundation-building robber cultivators, and the leader is a late-stage foundation-building major cultivator."

When asked, Yang Lian'an turned pale and said sadly: "The situation was critical at that time. In order to protect the caravan clan members, my father was forced to burn his vitality and hold him back."

"But even so, the caravan tribesmen were almost driven out and killed."

"In the end, only the two of us managed to escape through the siege with the help of the talisman you gave me, Uncle Li."

"Most of the goods were taken away by the calamity cultivator. Only this thing was kept by my father and was lucky enough to be left behind."

After finishing speaking, Yang Lianan patted the storage bag.

Visible to the naked eye, a cloud of smoke like morning glow appears in front of the eyes, glowing with a hint of purple.

Astonishingly, it was the second-level high-quality, morning glow cloud that Li Zhengran entrusted the Yang family to bring back from Yuanri City.

(End of this chapter)