Carefree Immortal: Inheriting the Legacy of Zhen Yuan Daxian from the Start

There was a big hole in the body of the black python made by Ding Haizhu. With the knowledge of the master of Bahuang Pavilion, he would definitely be able to see the clues.

In order to keep Ding Haizhu's secret, Liu Yuanchen would never take out the black python's body.

He used his spiritual consciousness to remove the storage bag from the black python's body, and then set the body on fire.

Not long after, the black python turned into ashes and merged into the earth.

Only then did Liu Yuanchen look calm and calm: "That evil beast is dead, and I burned the body to ashes."

Zhao Hong didn't go into details: "It's better to die, so that the thing doesn't escape and spread the news."

After that, he threw the half-dead middle-aged monk to the ground: "What are you going to do with this thing?"

Liu Yuanchen chuckled: "The disciple wants to deal with them, but also to kill the chicken and scare the monkey.

Now that the chicken has been killed, it’s time to scare the monkeys. "

"Abolish his cultivation, hang him by the Panlong Lake, and let those who spy in secret be more careful."

Zhao Hong's face was filled with approval: "Killing enemies for my master is always a pleasure.

Even if the demon masters die in my hands, I will retain their dignity as a strong man.

This guy's name is Mang Lin. He also fought against me back then and he is considered the best among his peers.

But these beasts from the Demon God Sect, as human beings, are willing to be the lackeys of the Demon Clan and do not deserve dignity. "

After saying that, the sword pointed at the Dantian under the forest.

Ouch~~

Mang Lin let out a painful cry and saw a hole appearing on the Guanyuan point in his lower abdomen.

Like a spring, blood continuously gushes out.

Liu Yuanchen said quickly: "Master, he is a Qi Tao monk, and he has already cultivated Yuanshen.

You destroying his lower Dantian is of no use at all. "

Zhao Hong raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "It's okay, I'll just make it up."

Before he finished speaking, Mang Lin let out a wailing sound that didn't sound like a human voice.

I saw a bloody hole on his chest and between his eyebrows.

Zhao Hong waved his hand: "I have destroyed three of his Dantian, and even his soul was shattered by me.

Even if you ignore him, he won't survive long. "

After that, he picked up the wild forest and used Earth Escape to return to the ground.

Liu Yuanchen also followed closely, and the master and apprentice returned to Panlong Mountain.

When they arrived at Panlong Mountain, Zhao Hong hung Mang Lin on a rather tall yellow-scaled pine in front of the mountain.

This yellow-scaled pine is right near the outlet of Panlong Lake, and all boats entering and leaving Panlong Lake must pass by it.

Zhao Hong shouted loudly: "The bastards of the Demon God Sect dare to ambush my disciples secretly.

I captured him today. He will be shown to the public here for a month, and then his soul will be destroyed. "

“The Demon God Sect is not the only one who is spying around Panlong Mountain.

The other thieves should watch carefully and try to take advantage of me, the disciple of Bahuang Pavilion. This is what will happen! "

After that, he flew straight back to the backyard of Dongyang Shenfu.

The monks watching the excitement were all talking in low voices.

A middle-aged monk asked: "Who is that guy hanging on the tree? People from the Demon God Sect actually dare to appear near Panlong Mountain?"

An old man had a gloating look on his face: "Who else could it be? Seventy-nine on the must-kill list of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Demon God Sect Mang Lin.

He is a monk in the supernatural power realm, a master at the seventh level of Qi Dao. If he joins any serious human race force, he will be sacrificed.

He chose to work as a lackey for the demon clan, and he deserved to die in the hands of General Jianwu. "

…

Panlonghufang City is also an important water transportation hub, with many cargo ships and casual repairmen passing by.

In just a few days, the news that Mang Lin was hung in Panlong Mountain for public display spread throughout the Red Wasteland.

After all, he is a monk in the realm of magical power, and he is a master who cannot be underestimated in any major force.

As for the monk who was born and raised in Chihuangyuan, the one with the highest cultivation level now is Liu Yuanchen, who has only reached the fifth realm.

A master of the magical power realm is a god-like figure to Chihuangyuan.

But for such a character to hang on a tree like a dead dog, this is huge news.

Many good people traveled thousands of miles to Panlong Mountain to watch the fun.

There are also people who use photo beads to leave images, and it seems they want to sell them outside the Red Wasteland.

In the underground secret room of an inn in Hekou Town, two monks, one old and one young, were discussing.

The young monk asked: "Elder, the Demon God Sect's wild forest hidden in Wuyun Ridge has been dug out.

We are more dangerous here than Wuyun Ridge.

Otherwise, should we evacuate? "

“Our strength is not ranked high, so many forces are eyeing Liu Yuanchen.

Even if we can really kill him, it will be difficult for us to take a sip of soup.

But Bahuang Pavilion wants to settle accounts after the fall, and we definitely can’t run away. "

The old man looked solemn, and after a long time he nodded slowly: "We really can't get involved in this matter.

However, although we are a small force, we are still a righteous sect.

As long as we do not deal with Liu Yuanchen blatantly, Bahuang Pavilion will not dare to attack us at will. "

"Inform this disciple to do business well from now on and stop meddling in other things."

…

Liu Yuanchen was playing with an awl in the secret room in the backyard of Dongyang Shenfu.

This awl is the pangolin he captured. The guy named Xuan Mang is also a poor man.

The various spiritual objects in the storage bag he carries are not worth millions of spiritual stones combined.

A dignified Condensation Realm monk with just such a small amount of money is not shameful enough.

Only this mountain cone is a good magic weapon.

That's right, this thing is a magic weapon, not a magic weapon.

Once the magic weapon is refined, it is basically finalized, while the magic weapon can continue to grow.

Moreover, Xuan Python has no other magic weapons.

This mountain cone is probably his natal magic weapon.

This cone is dark and shiny, simple and unpretentious, but its power is extremely extraordinary.

The material should be rock-breaking fine gold, which is valuable.

It has a strong penetrating effect on both body-protecting Gang Qi and defensive magic weapons.

No wonder this thing can break through the foggy space, and its residual power can also shake the defensive barrier of the earth book.

The killing power of the mountain cone is not weak, and it is more than enough to kill ordinary Condensation Realm monks.

Generally, people who use this kind of magic weapon like to explore the ruins of ancient monks everywhere.

Use the power of the mountain cone to break through the defensive formation.

This mountain cone is particularly suitable for sneak attacks, and Liu Yuanchen likes it very much.

If you can take the time to cultivate it, the potential cannot be underestimated.

Just because of this mountain cone, this time the work was not in vain.

The most important thing is that when killing the mysterious python, he tried the power of Ding Haizhu.

When the Dinghai Pearl was activated, five-colored light shot out instantly.

Before he even reacted, he had already killed the black python.

Although the techniques of the Demon God Sect are crooked, their power is impressive.

By practicing with the soul essence and blood of monster beasts, they will become neither human nor monster, but they can inherit some of the monster beast's innate magical powers.

The innate magical power inherited by Xuan Python should be to enhance physical defense.

He also used secret techniques to instantly elevate his cultivation to the peak of the Soul Condensation Realm, and his physical body could withstand the cutting of space cracks.

But with one blow from Ding Haizhu, his body was penetrated twice in a row.

Ding Haizhu's residual power can also create a deep pit of more than ten feet in the rock.

With such power, even if you are facing a master in the sixth realm, you still have a chance to kill him.

…

Mang Lin, a strong man in the seventh realm, was stripped of his cultivation and hung in front of Panlong Mountain, which really shocked many people.

In the following time, the monks spying on Panlong Mountain almost disappeared.

Liu Yuanchen was also happy to have some free time and stayed in the Dongyang Divine Mansion to practice and adapt to the strength of the Soul Condensation Realm.

What made him most gratified was that the number of surrogate clones had increased again, and he once again condensed the magical clone No. 5.

It has been known before that the number and strength of clones are closely related to one's own vitality.

Previously, the yin and yang spiritual fire was formally formed, and the yang fire in it could continuously provide vitality.

In recent years, nourished by the yin and yang spiritual fire, the vitality in his body has become more and more abundant.

Coupled with breaking through the big realm, the whole person has been improved in all aspects, and only then can he have an extra clone.

But it just so happens that this magical clone No. 5 can follow the master for a trip to Daoshan Mountain.

…

Two months passed quickly, and a group of experts from the Bahuang Pavilion gathered in the main hall of Dongyang Divine Mansion.

Among them were Venerable Diaolong, the most powerful master in his generation, and Venerable Wanshan, the first weapon refining master of Bahuang Pavilion.

They all hold important positions within the academy system and have important matters to deal with.

Although in order to understand the laws through the innate formation, he stayed on Panlong Mountain all year round.

However, they still have to leave for a period of time every few years to deal with various affairs.

This time, Liu Yuanchen and Zhang Lingxu were traveling with them.

Zhang Lingxu raised his hands to everyone: "This time I want to go back to Taoshan to break through, so I have to ask all the senior brothers to protect me."

Lord Diaolong chuckled: "No problem, I heard that Uncle Qingyuan taught you how to refine the Enlightenment Pill.

Good things like this are rare and are of great benefit to us in understanding the laws.

You take out a few Enlightenment Pills and treat them as travel expenses. "

Zhang Lingxu chuckled: "It's easy to say, it's just a few enlightenment pills. If Brother Diaolong wants them, just take them."

Venerable Wanshan stroked his long beard and said: "Junior Brother Guishou is worthy of being the Alchemy King, and his wealth is really rich.

Even things like the Enlightenment Pill are not taken seriously.

If I get the chance this time, I will try to rip you off. "

While several people were chatting, Zhao Hong walked into the hall.

I found a chair and sat down casually.

"Yuan Chen is going to the Bahuang Divine Mansion to collect debts. As a master, I have to help out.

If anyone dares to stop my disciple from taking the Black Gold Stone, I will beat him to death with a stick! "

Zhang Lingxu glanced at him: "As my master, I have broken through to the Dao Embryo Realm. You don't want to protect me and accumulate experience in breaking through to the Dao Fetus Realm.

Instead, he thought about fighting and killing, or fighting and killing with his fellow disciples. It was really ineffective! "

After being scolded, Zhao Hong immediately restrained his arrogant attitude and became like a plague chicken.

After waiting in the main hall for a while, everyone who was leaving the Red Wasteland arrived.

When everyone came to the backyard of Dongyang Divine Mansion, they saw Venerable Wanshan offering a palm-sized boat.

The whole body of this boat is like white jade, with a faint purple-gold color. The material is extraordinary, and it seems to be mixed with a large amount of evil-proof purple gold stone.

The purple gold stone to ward off evil spirits is an extremely precious treasure material. The market price is 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones and one tael. When converted into low-grade spiritual stones, that is 100 million.

Of course, this kind of treasure is also very useful.

Magical weapons refined with evil-proof amethyst stones are extremely effective in dealing with ghosts.

Even evil methods such as curses can be resisted.

This boat was made of purple gold stone to ward off evil spirits, so it must be a very high-grade flying boat.

Venerable Wanshan tossed it casually, and the boat suddenly grew to more than thirty feet long.

Liu Yuanchen's magical clone No. 5 boarded the flying boat with everyone.

The flying boat slowly rose into the sky and then shot out towards the due west.

In just ten breaths of time, the speed of the flying boat reached ten thousand miles per hour.

Zero thousand acceleration, only ten breaths.

Ordinary warships are far inferior to this spaceship.

The most important thing is that the speed of this warship is so terrifying, and the sound of the surrounding wind is still very soft, not harsh at all.

Liu Yuanchen used his spiritual consciousness to explore the surroundings and sensed the fluctuations of the laws of space.

Zhao Hong was very interested in this flying boat: "Uncle Wanshan, this warship of yours is much stronger than the warships of the Great Xia Dynasty."

Venerable Wanshan stroked his long beard: "That's natural. This is an eighth-level air-breaking warship refined by his own hands, and it also has the laws of space.

Using thirty-six top-grade spiritual stones to activate it, flying four to fifty thousand miles in one hour is just a piece of cake. "

"When I was refining the Sky Breaking Warship, I personally went to Qianji City to discuss it with Lord Qianji."

Hearing this, Liu Yuanchen understood clearly.

No wonder the speed of this warship has reached ten thousand miles per hour, but the wind sound is not harsh at all. It turns out that it is affected by the law of space.

This kind of warship is like forcibly opening up a space channel that is independent of the big world.

Of course, depending on the level of space law, the intensity of this space channel is also different.

If the space law is high enough, the warship can even be completely unaffected by the big world.

The sound of wind can still be heard in this air-breaking warship, which is obviously because the law of space is not strong enough.

The speed of the warship was getting faster and faster, and soon it reached thirty thousand miles an hour. The sound of the wind was still not harsh.

Not long after, the stormy plains were already in sight.

Liu Yuanchen couldn't help but ask: "Master Wanshan, should we go directly through the sandstorm plain now?"

Zhao Hong chuckled: "That's natural. Although there are a lot of moths in the stormy sand plains, I can get through them with my own ability.

We have so many experts here, what are we afraid of?"

Venerable Wanshan stroked his long beard: "Don't worry, if my air-breaking warship travels at full speed, it can cross the sandstorm plain in three hours."

Liu Yuanchen calculated in his mind that the width of the sandstorm from east to west was more than 200,000 miles.

After three hours passed, wouldn't the ultimate speed of this air-breaking warship be about 70,000 miles per hour?

The warships of the Great Xia Dynasty could fly a little over 10,000 miles in an hour at most.

When I usually travel, I can only travel a little over two thousand miles an hour.

At this time, it was seventy thousand miles away, which was more than thirty times faster than the warships of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Before Liu Yuanchen could react, the warship had already entered the sandstorm plain.

Half an hour later, a strong wind suddenly blew on the Red Wasteland, which was originally cloudless and the sun was like fire.

The sand and dust on the sandstorm plain were blown up by the strong wind, forming a curtain of sand that blocked the sky and the sun in the sky due north.

Liu Yuanchen cursed in his heart: 'It's really unlucky. I encountered sandstorms both times when I crossed the sandstorm plain. ’

At this moment, a large group of black mist emerged from the sand curtain.

The black fog gradually dissipated, and several warships were soon revealed.

Judging from the shape, it should be a warship from the Great Xia Dynasty.

Liu Yuanchen had experienced this situation the last time he passed through the Red Wasteland.

Those warships should be the warships of the Great Xia Dynasty that were damaged in the Storm Sand Plains. They were controlled by the Storm Sand Plains and turned into ghost ships.

At this time, Zhao Hong was not worried but happy: "I finally had some fun."