I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

"Wonderful, wonderful."

This voice revealed a hint of fondness.

Han Yi raised his head with difficulty and was shocked.

What was shocking was that his condition at this moment was worse than ever before. Let alone meeting a foundation-building monk, even a third-level Qi practitioner could kill him. It was true that he could not control his life or death.

He looked up and saw an old man sitting cross-legged in the void, looking down with interest, and looked happy when he saw Han Yi.

This old man sitting cross-legged in the void, dressed in a purple robe, looks to be in his sixties, with an immortal spirit, floating out of the dust, and his eyes are as deep as the starry sky.

The aura on his body is unpredictable, mellow and flawless.

He forced himself to look at the other party with his Qi-gazing technique, only to see a stinging pain in his eyes, and his heart was as shocked as a stormy sea.

Han Yi only saw the aura of this monk on Yuan Shun after the breakthrough, and this aura was several times stronger than that of Yuan Shun.

This is a Nascent Soul True Lord.

After Han Yi learned about his realm, the shock in his heart only flashed by, but he calmed down instead.

If the opponent is in the foundation building stage, he will naturally be horrified, because no matter whether the opponent is the Blood God Sect or another sect, or a casual cultivator, or an official Daqian cultivator, they may kill people and seize treasures.

If the other party was at the Golden Core stage, he would also have to worry. After all, there were quite a few Golden Core stage monks in Shuzhou. Even the extinct Blood God Sect might hide one or two.

But the other party was not in the foundation building stage or the golden elixir stage, but the Nascent Soul True Monarch, so Han Yi was not worried.

In Shuzhou, there are only a few sects with True Lord Nascent Soul. However, from the old man's words, Han Yi already knew where this old man came from.

There is only one sect in Shuzhou that would say "God's will is so".

Providence Sect.

In Han Yi's mind, a monk he had met twice, Zhao Li, appeared.

Back in Daofu City, Han Yi was invited by Luo Yunzhou to help with boxing, and met Zhao Li, a monk from the Tianyi Sect. Then, after leaving the mysterious place of the Luo Family Spiritual Field, he met Zhao Li again.

During those two encounters with Zhao Li, Han Yi felt a sense of resistance to this sect because he felt that this sect's nagging sounds were abnormal.

Monks contend with heaven and man, how can they fully trust in heaven's will?

What if one day he gets mad and the strongest person in the sect feels that God's will is to destroy the sect and directly bury the entire sect, wouldn't it be tragic? Others will be implicated and die unjustly, so it is safer to stay away.

After figuring out the old man's state, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

In an instant, the whole person collapsed directly like a deflated balloon.

Then, bursts of severe pain came from the body and soul.

From the outside, Han Yi was in extremely miserable condition at this moment. His whole body was covered in blood, his hands were broken, his soul was scattered and could hardly be condensed, his consciousness was groggy, and only strong thoughts were left to prevent him from passing out.

"The strength is not weak. This fighting power is far beyond the realm. It will definitely be a blockbuster at the celebration and make other old ghosts drop their teeth."

"God's will, it is God's will."

The old man muttered, and the look in his eyes that looked like Han Yi made Han Yi frightened. However, at this moment, he was just meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

"Junior Xuandan Sect Han Yi, dare to be a senior, do you have any errands?"

Han Yi held back the severe pain and spoke with a hoarse voice.

As soon as the sound came out, even he was startled. The sound was really too hoarse and unpleasant to hear.

The old man had landed in mid-air, and he shook his head slightly.

"Xuan Dan Sect? The newly promoted Yuanying Sect? That sect leader seems to be called Yuan Shun. Hey, it doesn't matter. In Shuzhou, as long as it's not Nandou Shrine and Daqian, if Yuan Shun has any objections, I will definitely fight him. He has to have a mouth full of teeth."

"From today on, you should call me master, not senior."

"Let's go, follow our master to the Imperial Capital of Daqian."

The old man's words made Han Yi's heart beat wildly. He heard the meaning clearly. Was he planning to kidnap him as his apprentice?

What's wrong with this old man?

I've heard of seizing opportunities and seizing spiritual veins, but I've never heard of forcing one to become a master.

Moreover, this old man is still the True Lord of Nascent Soul. If he really wants to accept a disciple, he only needs to say a word, and countless foundation-building monks will flock to him for him to choose.

Why yourself?

Before Han Yi could say anything, he saw the old man releasing a glazed fairy boat. The fairy boat was cool and only about ten directions away. Then, his body was rolled up and fell towards the fairy boat.

Then, the Qingping sword in the distance jumped up at the same time, chasing him and falling into the scabbard behind him.

Further away, Yuan Changtian's golden light shuttle also turned into a golden light and landed on the fairy boat.

next moment.

The glazed fairy boat soared into the sky, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the east. Its speed was much faster than that of ordinary Golden Core monks.

And in the abandoned farmland, looking from above, at this moment, there is only a flame that is still burning. The flame is pure white and does not spread. In the flame, there is not much Yuan Changtian's body left.

If nothing unexpected happens, this flame will take another seven or forty-nine days to extinguish after it completely destroys Yuan Changtian.

In front of the flames, about ten meters away, there were bloody footprints. The footprints spread to the flames, and continued to spread behind the flames, all the way to a small, smashed earthen pushbutt.

Along the bloody footprints, countless fragments of magic weapons were scattered around, including swords, knives, cauldrons, umbrellas, halberds... to name a few.

The brutality of this battle can be seen from the countless fragments of magic weapons and bloody footprints.

A full quarter of an hour later.

A monk appeared in this abandoned farmland. The monk stepped on the bloody sword and landed in front of the flames with only a little flame left. His face was uncertain.

"Yuan Changtian's aura disappeared here."

"The aura of the Xuandan Sect monk has also disappeared, but there is no body left."

"The fighting here scares even me."

This monk is naturally Lu Zhi. Yuan Changtian has been away for too long. Another monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment sent him to look for him. Today's siege has achieved its purpose. It is time to evacuate. If Yuan Shun does not leave, what if Yuan Shun walks out? Xuandan Peak, they are in danger.

And at this moment.

Seeing the battlefield clearly and Yuan Changtian's aura disappearing in the flames, Lu Zhi felt a hint of joy in his silence.

Fortunately, he did not push the Xuandan Sect monk to his limit.

Otherwise, he should be the one who was burned to ashes under this strange fire.

Lu Zhi turned around and left without stopping. He wanted to quickly inform the rest of the Blood God Sect about the changes here.

Yuan Changtian died unexpectedly, something unexpected happened on this trip, and the plan needed to be changed.

the other side.

After Han Yi was caught in the fairy boat again, he had a rare chance. Looking at the situation, he would not die.

And what the old man said about accepting him as his apprentice was naturally ignored by Han Yi.

How can you join such a crazy department in Tianyi Sect unless you are crazy?

When his injuries get better, he will look for an opportunity to leave and stay away from the Tianyi Sect.

"This is the wish-fulfilling pill, take it."

The old man threw a bottle of elixir to Han Yi. Han Yi took it and put it aside. Instead of taking it, he took out two bottles of elixir from the storage bag.

A bottle of soul elixir can heal the soul's injuries.

A bottle of Luotian Pill can reveal physical injuries.

First, he took Luo Tian Dan and swallowed three pills at once. Luo Tian Dan was light golden in color. As soon as it entered the abdomen, it turned into three cool breaths and began to flow through the meridians, bones, flesh and blood of the body.

After a while, Han Yi's hands began to hurt. From his fingers to his elbows, and then to his elbows, the pain penetrated deep into his bones. Under this pain, he did not make a sound, but gritted his teeth and persisted.

The old man nodded in praise.

"Yes, he has a tough temperament, which is another advantage."

"Old Taoist, no, Master, I am more and more pleased with you now."

The old man laughed loudly, sat cross-legged opposite Han Yi, and stared at him.

Han Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he took the soul pill. The soul pill entered his stomach for digestion, gathered in the sea of ​​consciousness, and merged into his soul, allowing the slightly scattered soul to regroup.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

Han Yi's arms were already covered with a thick layer of blood cocoons. The severe pain of bone fragmentation and reorganization had turned into numbness. He wiped the blood cocoons with his hands and peeled them off, and his arms returned to their original state.

At the same time, the ribs on the chest and the displaced and broken internal organs were also quickly repaired.

This is the amazing effect of Luo Tian Dan. In the mortal world, it is the flesh and bones of the living and the dead. It can be called an elixir.

Han Yi put the broken sword at his side into his storage bag, but ignored the other piece, the magic weapon-level golden light shuttle.

"Thank you, True Lord, for the rescue. I dare to ask True Lord if there is anything I can do for you." Han Yi stood up with difficulty and said with cupped hands.

The old man waved his hand, pointed to where Han Yi was sitting, and then pointed to the golden light shuttle beside him.

"Sit down and talk."

"Although this golden light shuttle is only a low-grade magic weapon, it can be regarded as a trump card for you. It is your trophy, so keep it away first."

Han Yi did not shirk. He did not shirk coyly in front of True Lord Yuanying. He was not wise and simply acted according to his nature.

As he sat down, he put the golden light shuttle directly into the storage bag.

Talk about it.

In the two battles he encountered today, his losses were the two largest so far.

Facing Lu Zhi, the Qingquan Sword and the Golden Light Shuttle exploded directly.

When facing Yuan Changtian, the Tiandu Dagger, Coiling Dragon Sword, Demon-Slaying Sword, Blood Sword, and other magical weapons were basically all lost, leaving only a Qingping Sword and a Black Light Broken Sword.

If it weren't for the abnormality of the Qingping Sword in the end, this top-quality magical weapon would have been abandoned and detonated by him.

But these magic weapons are nothing compared to this magic weapon-level golden light shuttle.

If he gets this magic weapon, he will make a lot of money.

but.

Today's battle is the closest to death so far.

He had never been so embarrassed or so seriously injured before.

If given a choice, Han Yi would rather give up this magic weapon in exchange for reaching the Xuandan Mountains safely.

in addition.

What is still uncertain is what exactly is the Nascent Soul Lord of the Tianyi Sect in front of him going to do?

This is what Han Yi is worried about.

Of course, he would not take it for granted that the other party wanted to recruit him as a disciple, pull him into the Tianyi Sect, and send him magic weapons, spiritual stones, and various celestial beings just because he saw his outstanding fighting ability.

Thinking too much.

You must be on guard against others, and you must not have the intention of harming others.

Han Yi always kept this in mind and never dared to forget it.

Three meters away, when the old man saw Han Yi, he did not shirk away, but directly put away the golden light shuttle. His eyes flashed with light and he nodded secretly.

Ordinary foundation-building monks would look frightened and frightened when they met True Lord Yuanying, but the Xuandan Sect monk in front of him could not see that emotion at all.

This is not a disguise, because in the eyes of True Lord Nascent Soul, every change in the opponent's physical body and soul is captured by Qiu Qiu without fail. If you force yourself to be calm, you will never be able to do it in front of him without leaking any flaws.

This calmness was enough to make him look at him differently.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that Han Yi is calm, because he has figured out that no matter what he does, it will be transparent and open in front of True Lord Nascent Soul, so why not be more direct.

Seeing Han Yi put away the magic weapon and sit down cross-legged, the old man's face straightened and became solemn, which made Han Yi on the opposite side also look solemn.

"I am a Taoist from the Tianyi Sect and a Taoist from Tianxin."

"From today on, you no longer need to call me Zhenjun, but should call me Master."

The previous sentence made Han Yi's heart tremble. He had heard of this true king's name.

The Tianyi Sect is a relatively special sect in Shuzhou. It is said to be very powerful because there are two Yuanying True Monarchs in its sect, one more than the other Yuanying major sect, Wanfa Sect. The true king is strong.

There is a reason why he is not strong.

First of all, the two true kings of Tianyi Sect, Tianyi True King and Tianxin True King, have different ideas.

The name of True Lord Tianyi is the name of the previous sect leaders, which represents the orthodoxy of Tianyi Sect, while the name of True Lord Tianxin comes from his own name in a different way.

On many matters, the two not only fail to work together to deal with the outside world, but instead start fighting among themselves.

The second point is that there are not many monks in Tianyi Sect. There are only more than a hundred monks in the sect.

Jindan sects like Xuandan sect have hundreds of thousands of disciples, and Yuanying sects like Wanfa sect have even more. However, they are both Yuanying sects, and they also have two statues. Zhenjun's Tianyi Sect has only a hundred or so disciples, which is simply unbelievable.

The third point is that the monks of Tianyi Sect, a sect that respects and obeys God's will, often do some strange things that are not understood by the world of immortality.

In the world of immortal cultivation, strength is valued. If you lose your temper, you will often be hated by others. Even if you are beaten to death, God will not be able to save you. This is why there are so few monks there.

This sect, formerly known as Destiny Sect, really takes an unusual path.

Han Yi chose to join because he hit his head against the wall.

Even if he could become a disciple of a true king and gain a strong backer immediately, he would not want to do so.

Caution is his character. There is no such thing as pie in the sky in the secular world, and in the world of immortality, there is no such thing as an unprovoked fate.

If you don’t know the reason why, then you simply refuse.

"True Lord Tianxin, please don't send me juniors. I'm ignorant. How can I get into the eyes of the True Lord?"

Tianxin Zhenjun did not explain, but showed a mysterious smile.

This hint of smile gave Han Yi an unpleasant feeling.

"Han Yi, this is God's will."

"God's will is sublime and elusive, but with a sincere heart, one can understand God's will."

"So, I am closer to God's will and understand God's will than my senior brother."

"Please don't worry, my disciple. Our trip to Daqian Imperial Capital is not dangerous. Instead, it is an opportunity for you."

"Emperor Daqian celebrates his two thousandth birthday. The birthday ceremony will be held in the capital of Emperor Daqian. On top of the ceremony, there will be many immortal fates that will be given to the younger generations of monks. I believe that with your strength, you have no rivals at the same level. "

"In this way, it will naturally bring glory to our Tianyi Sect."

True Lord Tianxin stroked his white beard, as if he saw Han Yi winning a fairy fate for Tianyi Sect and ranking first, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Opposite him, Han Yi's expression froze.

He really didn't want to bother. The Daqian Imperial Capital was a fairyland that could rival the two holy places. If the Daqian Emperor was really celebrating his 2000th birthday, he would definitely have gathered the Two Saints and Three Sects, seven Nascent Soul Sects, and countless Golden Core Sects.

He rose to prominence at such grand events because he disliked Han Yi for not being high-profile enough.

This is completely contrary to his character and is not the path he wants to take.

"True Lord, please forgive me for my low strength. It is really difficult for me to complete such an important task."

Han Yi said hurriedly.

It was absolutely impossible for him to accept this matter, and his heart suddenly moved.

"Zhenjun, do you have other disciples? With the strength of Tianyi Sect, your disciples must be stronger than me. Let them take action, and they will definitely succeed."

This sentence was the opening sentence of Han Yi's topic. He expected that True Lord Tianxin would deny it and then say that Han Yi was the strongest. This was the normal way to respond to flattery.

But Han Yi has a follow-up after this.

No matter what, Han Yi had to argue. The other party believed in God's will. If he was bypassed, there would be a chance that he would suddenly react. There were other ways to go, and there was no need for his incomprehensible disciple.

But what Han Yi didn't expect was that True Lord Tianxin actually nodded.

"You're right."

"The old Taoist had two apprentices, your senior brother and your second senior brother."

"It's a pity that a hundred years ago, when I took your senior brother to Jianya to attend the Heavenly Gate Ceremony of Old Man Jian, your senior brother actually fell in love with the saint of Jianya. He also said that God's will is affectionate and love is supreme. It's simply Bullshit."

"Before I could react, your senior brother was beheaded by the saint. I was helpless. The saint was stronger than me and almost beheaded me. It took a lot of effort to escape with my life."

"From now on, Jianya has banned my Tianyi Sect from going there. It's really ridiculous. Disciple, when you become a Taoist master, you will cut Jianya with one sword to avenge your senior brother."

Han Yi's face changed slightly, his sitting body calmly stepped back a few centimeters, and asked in an unnatural tone:

"Where's Second Senior Brother?"

True Lord Tianxin raised his head slightly, as if he was deep in thought, and then spoke after a moment.

"Your second senior brother is a genius in cultivating immortals. Among all the monks I have met, he is the best."

"At the beginning, it only took him twenty-four years to cultivate from the foundation building stage to the perfection of the golden elixir stage."

"Just when everyone thought he would be the third Nascent Soul monk of the Tianyi Sect."

"During the Nascent Soul Tribulation, he actually yelled like crazy, saying that this world is fake. What else did he say, Master Tao, I've realized it, I've realized it. He looked crazy."

"Why."

True Lord Tianxin sighed softly.

"Then what?" Han Yi swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty.

"Then?"

"Under the catastrophe, your second senior brother laughed wildly and turned into ashes. What else can happen after that?"

True Lord Tianxin put away the regretful expression on his face and looked at Han Yi with a serious expression.

"Your senior brother and second senior brother both misunderstood God's will, and that's why they ended up dead."

"However, you are different. You are the third disciple of the old Tao. You will definitely inherit my mantle, understand the heart of heaven, and prove the true king of the Tao. When the time comes, we, the master and the apprentice, will be able to kick the old man out of the position of the leader of the Tianyi Sect. , let’s take turns sitting, haha.”

More than three meters away, Han Yi's body moved back quietly again. The expression on his face was indescribable.

One thought occupied all his thoughts.

"It's over."