Drunk Immortal Gourd

Unlike others, Qingyang is in a completely different situation. He is not practicing in his current situation. The most urgent thing is to refine the Miyuan Spiritual Pill and cure the problem of the Golden Pill as soon as possible. But the courtyard they live in now is very simple and there is no dedicated alchemy room at all, and Wuliang Mountain is not as prosperous as Kuzhong City, so they can find others to rent a place for alchemy.

Saint Wuliang may have an alchemy room, but Qingyang doesn't dare to borrow it. Firstly, he is not familiar with the monks on Wuliang Mountain, and if he comes to visit rashly, others will definitely not pay attention to him. Secondly, in his current situation, he has to For refining golden elixir-level elixirs, people would probably think him a madman.

There is no other way. Qingyang can only spend time here with everyone. Of course, it is not completely without problems. The one-horned ghost king taught him the method of refining the energy of the Seven Escape Locks and has not stopped, but just for this point It's just a waste of time. Thinking of this incident, Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had known it, he would have found a way to refine the elixir in Kuzhong City. Besides, he was the first place in the primary election of the Holy Son in Kuzhong City. I think Master Jiaomu would have waited for him a little longer. sky.

Three days later, the city lord of another fairy city came to the valley with their chosen quasi-holy son, and was arranged by Master Simu in another courtyard not far from them. In the next few days, other fairy cities The city lords and their people also arrived at Wuliang Mountain one after another. It was already half a month later when all the people from the ten immortal cities gathered.

There are ten immortal cities, each with twelve quasi-Sages, and there are more than a hundred young people on Wuliang Mountain. The valley is suddenly very lively, but because of the final selection of the Holy Sons, everyone is under a lot of pressure. , coupled with the reverence for the Infinite Holy Lord, no one dares to be arrogant. Even if they occasionally go out for some activities, they are mostly concentrated near the courtyard where they live.

Seeing that it was already the time for the final election of the Holy Son that was originally agreed upon, Holy Lord Wuliang did not show up. Master Jiaomu asked Master Simu to inquire. The answer he got was that the Lord's affairs had not been completed yet, so everyone was asked to wait patiently. As for the How much time it will take, no one dares to ask.

This wait lasted three months. People from other fairy cities came late, but people from Kuzhong City had already lived in Wuliang Mountain for more than a hundred days. During this period, everyone suffered a lot and faced the Holy Son's duel. No one felt relaxed due to the pressure of selection and the reverence for the Infinite Holy Lord.

Qingyang was very relaxed, but he stayed in the yard every day during this period. He only had the materials for the Miyuan Gulingling Pill, but he was still unable to refine the pill. The problem of the cracks in the Golden Pill could not be solved, which made people worried. It was better in the past. The Seven Escape Lock restrictions of Lord Shifu are still there, and his spiritual thoughts cannot be used anyway. Even if the problem of the golden elixir is solved, he will not be able to return to his peak period for the time being.

Qingyang has been in the Fallen Ghost Abyss for a little over a year now, and it has been nearly a year after deducting more than half a month of coma. During these days, he has been using the method taught to him by the One-Horned Ghost King to refine the Seven Escape Locks all the time. Qingyang can already feel that the energy of the Seven Escape Locks is very small. It can take as little as a few days or as long as half a month. The Seven Escape Locks will be completely cracked and the restrictions on spiritual thoughts will be lifted. At that time, only The remaining issue of the golden elixir is holding us back.

Thinking of this, Qingyang could no longer sit still. He still had a lot of things to do. Yu Mengmiao was waiting for him to find a way to save his life. The One-horned Ghost King did not know where he was in the Fallen Ghost Abyss, and there were also the pursuers of Lord Shifu. He was fed up with the trouble of insufficient cultivation and didn't want to wait another day. It is necessary to refine the Mi Yuan Guling Dan as soon as possible and repair the problem of the golden elixir before the spiritual consciousness is restored. By then, the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky will be high for birds to fly, and there will no longer be a need to live in hiding.

Seeing that the time for the final election of the Holy Son was still far away, Qingyang decided to go out for a walk and search on Wuliang Mountain to see if he could borrow an alchemy room to refine the Spiritual Mianyuan Pill.

After making the plan, Qingyang simply packed up, took the materials and left the yard where they lived. However, before he had taken a few steps, Shangguan Yan blocked his way and looked at him up and down with suspicious eyes. He glanced at it and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"How did you know I was going out?" Qingyang said.

Shangguan Yan seemed to have been prepared for it, saying, "I've long seen that you were distracted and had something on your mind, so I expected that you would take action sooner or later. I didn't expect that you would actually make me wait."

"Have you been staring at me?" Qingyang frowned.

Shangguan Yan said matter-of-factly: "Where is this place? The Wuliang Mountain of the Immeasurable Saint. You are of unknown origin. If you do something wrong and offend the Infinite Saint, not only will you be unlucky, but other people in Kuzhong City will also follow suit." How can I not keep an eye on you after being implicated? Besides, you still owe me a favor. What if you run away if I don't keep an eye on you?"

After listening to Shangguan Yan's words, Qingyang felt dumbfounded, but he couldn't argue with a little girl and said, "Where did you think you were going? I was just walking around."

Shangguan Yan rolled his eyes and said: "So you are just taking a walk? It seems that I am overthinking it. It just so happens that I also want to take a walk in Wuliang Mountain. How about we go together?"

The other party has said so, and Qingyang can't refuse. It doesn't matter if Shangguan Yan follows him. He is not familiar with Wuliang Mountain. If he accidentally breaks into their forbidden area, or arouses the taboo of Wuliang Saint, it's okay. Individuals can share the pressure. If they can find an alchemy room, Shangguan Yan can also be there to help when his spiritual consciousness is limited and he needs to get materials.

Then the two of them left the yard where they lived together and wandered around in the valley. It was their first time coming to Wuliang Mountain and they were not familiar with the surroundings, so they could only follow wherever they went.

The scenery in the valley is quite good, and there are beauties in the company. There are mountains, water, trees and flowers. It would be a beautiful thing if you can enjoy it. Unfortunately, Qingyang has something on his mind and seems to be distracted when he looks at everything. Shangguan Yan next to him was so angry that he stamped his feet.

There are indeed few buildings on Wuliang Mountain. Apart from the courtyards where the quasi-holy sons of various fairy cities live, the rest is the core area of ​​Wuliang Mountain. However, it is heavily guarded and no one is allowed to enter casually. In the blink of an eye, most of the day passed. Qingyang didn't find the alchemy room, and Shangguan Yan didn't have much fun. On the contrary, because he followed Qingyang closely along the way, his back and legs ached from exhaustion.

Shangguan Yan finally couldn't help it anymore and asked, "What are you looking for?"

The other party had been with him for so long, Qingyang could no longer hide it, so he could only tell the truth: "I need a pill, and I prepared the materials in Dry Tomb City, but I came to Wuliang Mountain before I could refine it. Who knew there were so few monks on the mountain, not even a high-end alchemy room.”