I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

When Han Yi's golden elixir was at its peak, he could already kill the early Yuanying. When he was first promoted to the Yuanying, he could even kill Yan Zhan, a soul cultivator in the middle stage of the Yuanying.

Although there are five monks in front of him, four of them are Yuanying, and there is only one in the middle stage of Yuanying. In his opinion, it is not enough.

The murderous intention was like a burning fire cooking oil. He had already thrown out a sword. The sword was light and shadowless, and it was extremely fast as soon as it was released.

The distance between Han Yi and these five monks was originally less than three miles. But at this moment, when he swung out a sword, among the five opponents, Master Yuanlong gave a light shout and was the first to take action and rushed forward. At the speed of the Nascent Soul cultivator, in less than a breath, he has already covered a short distance.

Han Yi could even see the strong murderous intent in the eyes of Zhenjun Yuanlong's face.

but.

The face froze in the next moment, and the murderous intent was still rising, but the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his body's inertia did not decrease, and he still rushed forward, but , its body could no longer remain intact, with its head upward and torso downward, and because the sword was so fast, the blood from the incision did not seep out.

And when the Qingping Sword fell behind Yuan Long and cut off Zhenjun Liusu's Liusu Sword, Han Yi had already taken off the Soul-Death Bell from his waist. This spiritual treasure is good at group attacks. It is best to use it at this moment. suitable.

Then, he shook it hard. With his cultivation at the moment, this shake was not earth-shattering, but it was an invisible wave that started from him and formed a fan shape. With one brush, it spread forward and covered him.

The broken soul that was still in the body of True Monarch Yuanlong who was destroyed by the Soul Slashing was also turned into powder by this wave, as if the broken stone was being ground by a powerful machine.

The fluctuations continued to expand, and the True Lord on the left of True Lord Yuanlong was an old man with white hair and a long beard. At this moment, the old man's eyes were half-squinted, and his murderous intent was not obvious, and what he held in his hand was only a half-step spiritual treasure. This is a trident that is about two meters long and has a golden color.

actually.

In the world of cultivating immortals, except for the large sects that have been passed down for a long time, most of the great monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul only have half-step spiritual treasures, or even only top-grade magical treasures.

And this was earned by them working hard and spending tens or even hundreds of years.

now.

The white-haired and long-bearded old man held a trident in his hand, and his figure was behind Zhenjun Yuanlong on the left side. When he thought about it, five people killed one person, and according to Yuanlong's words, this young man had been promoted to Yuanying in the past fifteen years. It's really nothing to worry about.

But half a breath after the activation, a popping sound came from Zhenjun Yuanlong's position. This sound was really too familiar. It was the sound of a magic weapon being pierced, and then there was another extremely subtle chirping sound. , this is not unfamiliar to him in his more than seven hundred years of cultivating immortality.

True Monarch Yuanlong's spiritual treasure was destroyed?

True Lord Yuanlong was also beheaded?

Two thoughts emerged one after another. He had placed the trident in front of him between the lightning and flint. With a sway, two clones appeared on the left and right sides.

Although this white-haired and long-bearded old man had poor fortunes and insufficient immortality, he had lived for more than seven hundred years and had extremely rich combat experience. He even cultivated the magical power of a clone. Of course, this clone could only last for one stick of incense, and He cannot be farther than a hundred meters away from himself, but this clone's magical power is indeed miraculous for him when fighting the enemy, whether attacking, defending, or escaping.

When Yuanlong was beheaded, the old man's first thought was naturally to save his life. These two clones naturally served to confuse and defend him.

The clones gathered together and pounced forward, while his main body immediately retreated. However, just as the clones were standing in front of him, he only felt a 'buzz' sound, and there were invisible fluctuations, crushing him. The first one to be destroyed was naturally The two clones, and then, this wave penetrated into his body, entered the inner space, hit the Yuanying, and instantly shattered the Yuanying. Moreover, the level of this kind of shattering is at the granular level, and it is difficult to condense. .

On the right side of True Lord Yuanlong, there is another monk. This monk is holding a spiritual treasure. This spiritual treasure is a tripod-shaped spiritual treasure, which is pregnant with terrifying power. However, under the blow of the Soul Bell, Even though he had all kinds of methods and techniques, all his souls were gone in an instant.

Talk about it.

From the time when the two sides met their eyes, to when Han Yi swung his sword and shook the soul, it took less than two breaths.

And within two breaths, four of the opponent's five Nascent Souls, four in the early stage, were killed with one sword and one bell. The double attacks of the sword cultivator and the soul cultivator, one was powerful and the other was extremely strange.

At the very back, the middle-stage Nascent Soul monk holding the spirit plate was a middle-aged monk. When he saw the other four people, his breath suddenly changed. When his expression changed drastically, he slapped the spirit plate heavily with one hand. , a thick spiritual light spread from the spirit plate, covering his whole body.

Just when the spiritual light happened to gather, a blue-black sword energy hit the light heavily.

Peng!

The spiritual light shook but did not break. Qingping was thrown high into the air by the shock and retreated tens of meters. The middle-aged monk holding the spirit plate also fell out under the impact, holding the spirit plate in his hand. It went up hundreds of meters, and then hit the wall of a side hall hard, causing the side hall to shake unsteadily.

but.

It's not over yet.

An invisible wave followed the sword light and landed on the crazily trembling spiritual light.

Snapped!

The sound of destruction suddenly sounded.

Three miles away, Han Yi held the Death Bell and frowned slightly. His Qingping Sword was indestructible after being promoted to Lingbao. At this moment, it was bounced back by the spiritual light. What surprised him even more was that the spiritual light even The Soul Bell's attacks can be blocked.

What kind of spiritual treasure is this?

On the other side, the middle-aged monk holding the spirit plate looked horrified. You must know that he got this spirit plate by luck on the road to becoming an immortal. Its original owner was a powerful god.

The name of this spirit plate is Xuanhuang Tai Chi Plate, which is modeled after several supreme immortal weapons from ancient times. The spiritual light it inspires is called Xuanhuang Light.

Although this Xuanhuang Tai Chi Plate is only a middle-grade spiritual treasure, it is indeed extremely powerful in terms of finding objects, defense, and escaping. I have tested it before and found that the average late-stage Nascent Soul cannot break the Xuanhuang Light in a short period of time.

But at this moment, with just one sword and one bell, the black and yellow light was shattered on the spot, how could he not be horrified.

Before he was frightened, he saw the young monk three miles away. When his fingers came together again, the blue-black sword that had just been ejected shook slightly and disappeared from sight.

"Not good." He was shocked again. Just now he was only thinking about defense and didn't want to run away, but now he regretted it.

This sword was so ferocious and fast that he had only seen it on those great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage who were not weak in strength. If he faced it, even the black and yellow light might not be able to block it.

"Fellow Taoist, I am the master of Suizhu Immortal Mansion, No. 826 Immortal Mansion. I will stop for now and have something to discuss."

The middle-aged monk shouted these words with almost all his strength.

And the hand he placed on the Xuanhuang Tai Chi disk was also filled with mana. Once Han Yi hesitated for a moment, the terrifying sword stopped for a moment, and he would activate the Xuanhuang light again, and this time it was no longer for defense, but for defense. He escaped with the help of this powerful spiritual treasure.

But Han Yi was so experienced in fighting that he almost took the initiative to ignore what he said. He fired out a sword. Before the middle-aged monk had any time to react, the Qingping Sword had already appeared in front of the middle-aged monk, and at this moment, the black and yellow aura glowed. It has just been pulled up, but it has not yet reached its head.

The sword pierced his head, and just when it appeared behind his head, the aura completely closed.

then.

The spiritual light compressed toward the center at a speed beyond Han Yi's imagination, and finally turned into a light point. The light point escaped into the void and dissipated in an instant.

As the spiritual light dissipated, it was not only the middle-aged monk who was killed by Han Yi, but also his own Qingping Sword.

At this speed, even Han Yi's pupils shrank.

It was too fast. If I had hesitated, the middle-aged monk would have fled away without a trace.

Han Yi's figure flashed and disappeared from the side hall. Within a few breaths, he was in front of the monks who had been killed by him. He gently waved his hand and took out the Qiankun Rings of several Nascent Soul monks and several spiritual items. The treasure and the half-step spiritual treasure are included in the Qiankun Ring.

Then, after sensing the location of Qingping's sword technique, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The position of Qingping Sword is not too far away, about ten to twenty miles away. In this range, the sensing is slightly blurry, but it is still relatively accurate. The situation is not too bad.

Just now, the middle-aged monk inspired the spiritual light and teleported away. Han Yi was still shocked. If he couldn't sense the Qingping Sword more than twenty miles away, this mysterious sword that was promoted to Lingbao not long ago would... Lost, the vast Qingxuan Dojo is so vast and difficult to find.

After collecting the loot, Han Yi identified the direction he sensed and quickly moved away.

And in his mind, what the middle-aged monk shouted before he was killed came to mind.

The experienced Han Yi naturally knew that the shout was to disturb Han Yi and stop the attack. This trick was useless to him, but the content of that sentence made Han Yi think about it countless times. idea.

"Sui Zhu Immortal Mansion? The owner of Immortal Mansion No. 826?"

"So, the middle-aged monk also got the New Year's Candle Token and entered it. Did he board the immortal path?"

"And the reason why these five monks were able to find me is most likely because this spirit plate has a tracking effect. They used the Suizhu Token as a guide to locate their positions."

Han Yi's thoughts came and went, and his figure was like a stream of light, flickering away.

After a while.

At the entrance of a main hall, a middle-aged monk whose body had been separated was found. His eyes were wide-eyed and frightened. However, the Nascent Soul was beheaded and his head fell off. He was already dead and could no longer die. .

Han Yi first put the Qingping Sword back into the sheath behind his back, and then took the spirit plate into his hand.

The hand is gentle, the spiritual light is inhaled, and the breath flows. Judging from the quality of the spiritual light alone, this spiritual treasure is definitely Han Yi's strongest spiritual treasure at present.

On the spirit plate, the spiritual light filled the air and moved spontaneously.

Under the aura, at this moment, a silver token was embedded in the center of the spirit plate. The upward side of the token was imprinted with the word "Sui". From the appearance of the token, it looked astonishingly like Han Yi. The black token is exactly the same.

It's just that one is black and the other is silver.

Han Yi was about to put the spirit treasure into the Qiankun Ring, but found that the spirit plate was motionless.

He suddenly realized that the silver token in the spirit plate, like the Suizhu token he had obtained, could not be stored in the Qiankun Ring. It could only be stored in the inner space or placed on the body.

Without thinking much, he transferred his mana into the spirit plate and tried to close the spirit plate and remove the token.

After trying for ten breaths, Han Yi found the trick. When the mana surged, the aura that filled the entire spirit plate dissipated in a flash.

He reached out and was about to remove the silver token embedded on the spirit plate.

But the next moment, the silver token was automatically suspended.

The black token of Suizhu that was originally hidden on Han Yi's body was also out of control. It came out of the body and slowly floated up. Then, two tokens, one black and one silver, appeared at a speed that Han Yi couldn't react to. Fusion into one.

No.

It is not appropriate to say fusion. It is more appropriate to use swallowing. The higher-level silver medal swallowed the black token in Han Yi's hand.

A brand new silver token is suspended in mid-air.

Then, a fiery red light emerged from the token.

Han Yi was horrified. He didn't want to enter the mysterious Immortal Palace yet. This place was Qingxuan Dojo, which was full of dangers. If he missed the promised return trip to Beidou Immortal Palace and was trapped here, that would be a big disaster. .

He subconsciously took a few steps back, only to see the fiery red light outline a portal in mid-air, but just as the portal was taking shape, it suddenly dispersed.

The silver token fell from mid-air and returned to silence.

This change really confused Han Yi. He guessed that it might be the special nature of Qingxuan Dojo that prevented the formation of a cross-border passage.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the silver candle token and observed carefully. Except for the different color, this token was exactly the same as the original black token. There was no difference.

There was nothing strange about the token at the moment. Han Yi thought about it, put it away, and then pulled out the Qiankun Ring from the middle-aged monk whose body was separated on the other side, and then left quickly.

…

The moment when the fiery red portal outlined by the silver token in mid-air took shape and then collapsed.

In a void extremely far away from the Qingxuan Dojo where Han Yi was, there was a monk sitting cross-legged, breathless and silent, and suddenly opened his eyes.

These are a pair of golden eyes. There is no sadness or joy in the eyes, and dense data flows in them. From these eyes, this monk is similar to Qingxuan Immortal Guard, but different.

Then, the monk stood up, took a step forward, tore apart the void in this area, and rushed to Qingxuan Dojo where Han Yi was.

Not long after the monk left, another figure followed closely behind him. This figure was wearing a black robe, and his eyes were... silver.

Moreover, the figure that followed him could be identified from her appearance as a female cultivator.

If Han Yi were here, he would be able to immediately recognize that this female cultivator was the ancient corpse that he had obtained from Yuanlaoshan Mountain, and later determined that the other party was an immortal puppet.

However, this fairy puppet is now very different from when he left in the Everlasting Immortal City. The original fairy puppet had a pair of eyes with no emotions at all. It was just a fairy puppet that followed the set rules. But at this moment, this pair of fairy puppets had no emotions at all. The silver eyes had a little more emotion.

…

Qingxuan Dojo.

After collecting the token and leaving, Han Yi suddenly felt a flash of uneasiness in his heart. This uneasiness came a bit unexpectedly. He guessed that it was the collapse of the fiery red portal just now that made him feel this uneasiness.

However, with his current level of cultivation, there is nothing he can do for the time being, and he can only put aside his uneasiness for the time being.

then.

He continued to escape towards the coordinates agreed upon with Bai Yuya.

Seven days later.

Finally arrived at the promised place.