It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 227 The Alchemy Body in the Bronze Cauldron

On Shuangjiao Mountain.

Yan Yijiu, who had closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for November 1st, suddenly noticed a breath of shock coming from the river in the distance.

He suddenly turned around, his eyes flashed, his iron clothes vibrated, and he hinted at fear.

"Didn't you already say hello to those old antiques? Who is this?"

He glanced at Chen Bufan, who was also surprised and uncertain across from him, cupped his hands and said,

"Senior brother, please wait a moment. I'll be back as soon as I go."

Although the two had never met before, the martial arts of the same origin confirmed that they had met Him.

Then he changed the trajectory of his life.

Yan Yijiu jumped lightly and fell down the cliff of a hundred feet, but when she came to the water, she was like a feather, gently swinging down.

Then he suddenly crossed the water, breaking through the waves, and like a vicious shark, he quickly headed towards the building boat with fluttering flames and noisy voices in front of him.

It's just a matter of counting breaths.

boom!

On the Dafu boat, everyone only heard a dull sound of footsteps.

Then I saw a handsome man, standing on the railing of the ship's side, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a faint evil aura.

"I wonder which senior is here to make this joke?"

Everyone on the boat looked at each other in shock when they heard this.

Someone recognized Yan Yijiu, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Yan Yijiu, Lord of Silver Fish!"

"What, he is Yan Yijiu? Then why is he here..."

"Senior Hua Xia Mian is so powerful that he actually attracted Yan Yijiu to greet him personally!"

No one dared to call Huaxiamiannuxia anymore, and some people were even considering whether to recognize an aunt.

Today, being able to accompany people like Hua Xia Mian on the cruise and watch the battle between the two dragons is truly a blessing that has been cultivated for three lifetimes!

Sleeping under flowers?

Yan Yijiu frowned when he heard this.

At this time, Hua Xiamian, who was still a little distracted, immediately came back to his senses.

The leg bones in her hands were still exuding a faint heat, and the rough waves were lapping at the hull of the boat under her feet, and the flying mist enveloped her.

She emerged from the mist like a sword capable of cutting through the darkness, with an unshakable demeanor.

"I'm the one who broke into the formation just now. I can't talk about seniors. If Brother Yan doesn't dislike me, just treat him as a peer."

Although Hua Xia Mian is a little strange, when did he become so powerful?

He also became Yan Yijiu's senior.

Yan Yijiu glanced at Hua Xiamian in confusion. No matter how he looked at it, the woman in front of him had a rudimentary martial arts skills and a sloppy step. She really didn't look like a martial arts master.

"Just you?"

Yes or no, try it and you will know!

Sonorous!

Almost at the same time, Yan Yijiu pulled out a green gun behind him, walked out of the shape of sharp edges, and arranged them around him, like a full moon. The gun intention combined with the qi, blood and soul, reached the transformation state, and instantly turned into thousands of gun qi, like Thousands of heavy avalanches rush upward!

Hua Xia Mian took a few steps back. She never imagined that Yan Yijiu would be so surly and would embarrass herself without even saying a word.

She recalled the state of activating the leg bone just now, and blocked the leg bone in front of herself again.

You don't want to hide or leave, and you try to take advantage of my move?

Yan Yijiu's eyes showed surprise and suspicion.

However, the next moment,

boom!

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the leg bone in Hua Xiamian's hand was directly knocked high into the air.

The tiger's mouth was torn apart and severe pain came.

Hua Xia Mian could only watch as a cold light reached the center of his eyebrows.

"Why are the times good and the times not working? My life is over!"

Yan Yijiu suddenly sheathed her gun, and the sharp gunfire cut off a strand of Hua BuMian's long hair.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost."

Yan Yijiu looked at Huabimian with cold eyes, looked at the crowd, and asked a few questions loudly, but no one dared to come forward.

Then he reluctantly raised his hand.

"Senior, you are free to do so, but please do not interfere with the junior's fight between two dragons."

After saying that, Yan Yijiu turned around, tapped her toes, and disappeared into the river.

Only a dead silence was left in place.

Hua Xia Mian touched his eyebrows with fear on his face, and his back was wet with cold sweat before he knew it.

"Why didn't the heroine take action just now?"

"Failed, defeated?"

"What happened just now? Why did it happen so quickly?" The female students who were loyally surrounded by Hua BuMian just now were actually deeply shocked by Hua BuMian himself and were reluctant to accept this reality.

"I haven't even become a disciple yet. Why did the master fail?"

Zhaoyin looked in a daze and didn't even realize that the Confucian hat on his head had fallen off.

Only some warriors who were about to enter the state of spiritual cultivation vaguely understood something, and scanned the crowd with eyes filled with horror.

On the road, I met a awning boat and a warrior wearing a plush cloak. For some reason, I suddenly thought of the coir raincoat man fishing on the river. I turned around suddenly, but I didn't see that familiar figure.

"It seems that the person has been greatly embarrassed..."

Hua Xia Mian's face was burning with pain, but fortunately, after many years of walking in the world, his courage had already been developed.

At this moment, I patted the dust on my shoulders and pretended to be calm...

But he found that the treasure he had packed at the bottom of the box, the amputated leg bone, was missing!

Just when she was panicking, a calm voice sounded directly in her ears——

"I will borrow this bone for a few days, and I will return it to you when I leave. Just think of it as... my reward for helping you."

……

"Martial arts is not alone, there are predecessors on the road ahead, I am not alone~"

In the cabin, Li Qinglin sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes focused on the leg bones in front of him.

The remaining martial arts will on the leg bones shone brightly, and Li Qinglin seemed to see the past years in a trance.

There is a bronze tripod suspended above the peaks.

The cyan mysterious talismans formed a certain law and covered the cauldron.

The cauldron was filled with thunder and fire, and a figure with a ferocious face could be vaguely seen, being tempered by the thunder and fire.

Outside the bronze cauldron, an immortal cultivator exuding a strong spiritual energy was mercilessly pouring elixir fire into the cauldron.

"Your achievements and your martial arts are all given by us, why do you resist?"

The cultivator seemed a little confused.

The man in the cauldron roared,

"If you want to fight, then fight, no need to be hypocritical! They are clearly a bunch of greedy pigs and dogs who are afraid of death and avoid disaster. How dare they call themselves immortals?

Tens of millions of years from now, martial arts will be prosperous! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the cauldron threw the world upside down and hit the bronze cauldron angrily.

The mountains above the clouds will all collapse, and everything will dissolve quickly.

A pair of eyes like golden candles shot out from the cauldron, burning brightly, and a long river of bloody energy and blood flowed out of it.

Eventually, all traces were erased.

Only a section of skeleton, as crystal clear as blood jade and with veins like rivers and seas, was left, slowly sinking into the collapsed mountain range.

Li Qinglin opened his eyes suddenly, and a sharp intention leaked out.

Then he saw the white-bone spirit hiding in the wall shivering, holding his knees with his hands, looking at himself fearfully.

The leg bone in Li Qinglin's hand dimmed, and the remaining martial arts will dissipated a lot.

"Overseas islands, Danxue Mountain..."

Li Qinglin murmured to himself.

Under his 'coercion', Hua Xia Mian naturally told all the origins of the amputated leg bone.

For a moment, Li Qinglin became extremely fascinated by these overseas islands.

The Ryugong Yubu in the Nituojiang River also come from overseas islands.

Master Wen actually eloped with a woman and went overseas.

Plus these remains of martial arts sages.

The overseas islands seem to contain many truths buried by history.

In a sense, all martial arts in the world are derived from the old Dharma body cultivation and originated from the immortal way.

But in the past period of time, it seems that a large number of warriors were unwilling to be reduced to experimental subjects and drew swords on their 'ancestors'.

Perhaps, in those days, the third level of martial arts had been determined, and there were warriors whose strength could even rival Nascent Soul.

After all, the warrior who was tempered by thunder and fire in the bronze cauldron just now was far stronger than Li Qinglin's current stage.

"Very wonderful, very wonderful..."

For a moment, Li Qinglin felt as if he could see the sun and moon through the clouds and mist.

(End of this chapter)