Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Susu!

The breeze is blowing, and the toes are light.

In the midst of the fluttering, Luo Chen stands on the top of the tree crown.

When he saw Dao Lan retreating with a knife, he subconsciously moved away from the valley.

The previous part of this battle was just as Diaosou said before setting off, and it was actually not very "dangerous".

The countless withered blood vines can be destroyed with a wave of their hands due to their powerful combat power in the late Golden Core stage.

Even the seemingly formidable fourth-level withered blood vines couldn't threaten them at all with the lethality they could unleash.

Of course, this is based on the premise that all five people have the combat power of great monks.

If it were an early stage or middle stage Jindan cultivator, it would not be so easy and comfortable to deal with it.

Sometimes, a difference of one realm is a natural chasm!

At this moment, people as strong as Dao Lan were taking the initiative to retreat, which shows how powerful the enemy they will face next is.

Luo Chen was not a fool, so of course he distanced himself immediately.

Looking at the terrifying white vines stretching across the sky for an unknown number of feet, Luo Chen couldn't help but swallow.

"Is this the fifth-level withered blood vine?"

Unlike humans and monsters who can easily channel spirits and embark on the path of spiritual cultivation, it is extremely difficult for people of the wood and stone species to channel spirits and practice as spirits.

Not only are there innate physical limitations, but there are also limitations from the cruel living environment.

Anyway, in all these years, Luo Chen has only seen Yinchensha, a pearl-turned-spirited spirit.

One can imagine how powerful the withered blood vine would be if it could give birth to spiritual intelligence and cultivate a fifth-level body under such severe restrictions!

Even if he cannot possess the powerful means of transforming into gods, he is at least comparable to a monk at the Nascent Soul stage.

This was Luo Chen's conclusion when he faced the terrifying white vine in front of him.

Faced with such a judgment, Luo Chen was very curious, what method would Diaosou use to deal with this Vine King?

In his sight, under the white vines, Diaosou's old body was shaking like a candle in the wind.

But he didn't retreat at all, his eyes were full of ecstasy.

"You are indeed psychic, you can break free from the shackles of your innate nature!"

In the midst of ecstasy, he suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Please bring the real person to this world!"

next moment.

His body trembled violently, and a rich red light filled the air from his body.

The white vine in the sky seemed to realize something, and slammed down a giant vine, like a huge whip.

Before the terrifying power really fell, the solid valley turned into powder amid the rumbling vibrations.

How could a Golden Core cultivator be able to withstand such an attack?

Fishing for him!

When Luo Chen's heart tightened, he saw a figure emerging from the smoke and dust.

He raised one hand high and actually held the long whip in the air out of thin air.

It was a man with a sinister face and narrow eyes.

Wearing a red robe, it looks like blood and fire.

Thinking of Diaosou's loud shout before this person appeared, Luo Chen blurted out, "Xuesanren?"

"No!"

The voice of Gou Xingshi came to his ears, and at some point he had reached a low mountain peak a hundred feet away from Luo Chen.

Under Luo Chen's curious eyes, he said softly: "It's a Xuesan person, but it's not him. This is the incarnation of the blood sea that he refined, and he can be called the Son of Blood God."

Luo Chen was puzzled.

Under his observation, the man was clearly a genuine Nascent Soul, how could he still be an incarnation?

The Gou Xing Envoy may have sensed Luo Chen's confusion. Based on his understanding of Yuan Mo Sect from being a disciple of the Sky Demon Star Sect, he quickly told Luo Chen the specific information in a brief manner.

"Xue Sanren is a genius who has mastered the "Blood Nerve" to the extreme based on the skills of Yuan Mo Sect's Blood Sea lineage. He is even better than the direct descendants of the Demon Sect's Blood Sea lineage."

"This incarnation is the powerful Yuan Mo Sect who guarded Longyuan Immortal City a hundred years ago."

"After being killed by him, he was refined into the Son of Blood God!"

"Fellow Taoist, if this existence is not controlled by the master, it will be cruel and ruthless. You and I have to stay far away."

Luo Chen didn't understand why Gouxingshi explained to him so carefully. It couldn't be because he praised him a few times before coming!

Only then did I understand that the other party was worried that the Blood God Son would be left uncontrolled and endanger himself.

but!

"Based on the current situation, this Blood God Son has obviously been ordered by the Blood Sanren to capture the Vine King. He will not put his thoughts on us."

The Gou Xing user shook his head, "Even so, the Nascent Soul War will affect a very wide area, thousands of miles away, so you and I still have to be careful."

Luo Chen hummed, and immediately retreated with the Gou Xingshi.

In sight, Dao Lan retreated further.

After finding a slightly safer place, Luo Chen looked back.

On the Deadwood Ridge, the battle between the Blood God Son and the Vine King has reached a fever pitch.

The surging mana fluctuations echoed from the mountains.

When the blood robe was rolled up, a large area of ​​rich blood light swayed out.

Once the white vine body is contaminated by blood, it will emit a foul smell.

But obviously, the Withered Blood Vine King is not easy to mess with. His tyrannical body keeps bombarding him, causing mountains to crack and thunder and wind to break out at every turn.

Under its tyrannical attack, the Blood God Son remained silent and looked a little embarrassed, being knocked down from time to time.

Even if he could stand up again and again and fight again, the rich blood in his body would become thinner and thinner.

"Can you win?"

Luo Chen frowned and realized something was wrong.

After careful observation, I finally discovered where the strangeness was coming from.

Although this Blood God Son has the fighting power of the real Yuanying, he doesn't seem to have the bonus of the Yuanying realm?

As he used each move, the mana on his body became less and less.

On the contrary, the Withered Blood Vine King, who seemed weak at first, became more courageous as he fought.

It seems that its power will never stop, and the pure spiritual energy is free of charge and can be freely swayed.

The Gou Xing user landed next to Luo Chen, relatively close to him, but still several feet away.

Seeing this scene, he sighed and said: "After all, the Son of Blood God was refined by a dead person. Not only does it have no potential for improvement, but it can no longer display the realm of the Nascent Soul during his lifetime."

Luo Chen looked over curiously.

Gou Xingshi explained: "The so-called Nascent Soul Realm is actually a kind of echo generated by the connection between the monk's Nascent Soul and heaven and earth. Once the monk dies, even if the Nascent Soul is still alive, the ability to echo is cut off. Blood Sanren The Yuan Ying of this powerful Yuan Demon Sect was preserved through secret methods and refined into the Son of Blood God, but it is difficult to violate the laws of nature and reproduce his former realm."

Luo Chen suddenly realized, and then said: "If this happens, wouldn't it mean that this Blood God Son will become increasingly powerless?"

"That's the case." The Gou Xing user nodded, looking hundreds of miles away at the center of the battlefield where smoke and dust were rising. "It depends on whether the Blood San people have given this Blood God son any other means of fighting."

Luo Chen calmed down, his eyes widened with inspiration, and he stared at the constantly moving battlefield.

In sight, the Blood God Son continued to cast spells.

Or they can be pointed together like a sword, with sword light radiating vertically and horizontally.

Or clapped both hands together, slapping the huge white vine with bloody handprints.

Occasionally, when the sleeves and robes were waved, large streams of blood would spill out.

After looking at it for a long time, Luo Chen suddenly discovered that the blood light should be a high-level evil spirit with extremely powerful power. Every time it hit Bai Teng, Bai Teng's aura would weaken.

But obviously, this kind of evil spirit needs less and less.

If you want to use this method to kill Bai Teng's power, then you don't know how much bloody evil energy the Blood God Son has to reserve to use it.

Just as the Gou Xing Envoy said, if this Blood God Son didn't have other powerful means given by the Blood Sanren, I'm afraid this battle would be unwinnable.

…

In Deadwood Ridge, the battle had lasted for half an hour.

The scope of the battlefield is no longer limited to the original valley.

One person and one vine, the battlefield is constantly changing.

Everywhere it passed was devastated.

Some of the earth's veins were even penetrated, causing blazing mountain fires to erupt.

Luo Chen and others who were watching the battle were also forced to flee in advance.

If the mission hadn't ended yet, I'm afraid they would have left this hell on earth long ago.

But even so, the increasingly tense atmosphere made several people less interested in talking and focused on preparing for the possible aftermath of the battle.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and four figures fled in all directions.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, several people looked at each other.

His eyes fell on the lifeless white vine stump on the ground, and he couldn't help but sweat on his back.

"We underestimated this Blood God Son. Even without the bonus of Nascent Soul Domain, its ferocious power is beyond our imagination." The Gou Xing user swallowed, with a strong look of fear in his eyes.

The aftermath of the battle just now, even if they were hundreds of miles apart, was beyond their endurance.

If the four of them had not worked together and used their own methods, I am afraid that one of them would have been seriously injured by this move.

Dao Lan was holding a huge broadsword, and his eyes suddenly fell on Luo Chen.

Looking at the man with his clothes flying and black hair flying, he suddenly praised: "This treasure is not bad!"

Luo Chen calmed down the tremors of his air armor and pursed his lips.

With the blow just now, he first made a large Qingyang hand seal, and then activated Xuan Chen Jia's Qi Armor, so that he could escape unharmed.

I thought it was done secretly, but I didn't expect Dao Lan to be so keen on discovering it.

Huangfu Song, who had the big seal on his head, was the most calm among the four. Under the purple light, he was unscathed.

At this moment he smiled and said: "Qingyangzi is a well-known master of forging in the Ten Thousand Immortals Association. Isn't Daolan Daolan your fellow Taoist who longs for a personal defensive magic weapon but can't get it? Why don't you ask Qingyangzi to refine one for you after you go back?" ?”

Dao Lan seemed to move intentionally and looked at Luo Chen in silence.

Luo Chen snorted coldly, "No matter how good my magic weapon is, it seems it can't compare to the great seal of fellow Taoist!"

In an instant, all three of them looked at the big seal covering Huangfu Song's head.

If you look carefully, you can see that the dragon head is standing high on it. With full stimulation, the patterns become clearer. If you look closely, you can clearly see that they are miniature carvings of flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rivers and seas.

This is clearly a jade seal used by emperors of secular dynasties!

Seeing the three people paying attention, Huangfu Song felt quite uncomfortable.

He had the intention to put away the jade seal, but the battlefield here was quite dangerous. Based on his experience in fighting on the spot, without the protection of this treasure, he would probably not be able to survive.

Previously, he had the intention of diverting misfortune to the east and asked Dao Lan to find Luo Chen to refine treasures, thereby delaying his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the other party would retaliate in the same way, causing Dao Lan to focus on his protective treasure.

He coughed dryly and changed the subject, "Where is Diaosou?"

The other three were startled and couldn't help but become curious.

yes!

Where is the fisherman?

Since the outbreak of the Nascent Soul War, Diaosou has disappeared.

If he died in the aftermath of the battle, none of the four people wanted to believe it.

Although Diaosou usually looks like he is about to die, his true fighting ability must be above everyone else.

One of the three eight-star demon hunters of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, he represents not only status, but also strength!

Luo Chen was also quite puzzled as to where Diaosou had gone.

His eyes wandered, and he suddenly paused.

"Blood God Son, this battle is finally over."

Everyone looked at the sound.

I saw a blood-red figure soaring into the sky, and when it reached the clouds, it stretched out its hands.

A bright sword light suddenly filled the world!

When the sword appeared, there seemed to be wind and thunder in the sky and the earth, and there were thousands of ghosts crying and wolves howling at the same time.

"It's Shengang Blood Blade!"

"The real weapon that the Blood Sanguans have practiced and practiced for hundreds of years!"

"I didn't expect that for this fifth-level withered blood vine, the Xue San people would actually take out all their true weapons."

An exclamation came from the mouth of the Gou Xing user.

Everyone's expressions changed.

The so-called real weapon is transformed from a magic weapon, and it is still a magic weapon in essence.

However, this kind of magic weapon has experienced the baptism of thunder and tribulation, and has lost its ordinary nature. Every move it makes has great power.

Luo Chen saw many real Nascent Souls, but very few of them had real weapons of their own destiny.

Yezi may have had it that day, but after being captured by Qingshuang Demon King, it had been stripped away.

As for the others, they either don't have any at all, or they are simply not willing to fight at ordinary times.

However, he did not expect that the Xuesan people would even take out their real weapons for the sake of this fifth-level withered blood vine, and instead let a blood god son control it.

Looking at the long and narrow Shengang Blood Blade in the sky like a Miao Dao, Luo Chen's eyes stung, and he subconsciously looked at the broad knife in Dao Lan's hand.

Above it, there seems to be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Perhaps noticing Luo Chen's gaze, Dao Lan, who had always been silent, now had an abnormal blush on his face.

"This Shengang Blood Blade is indeed from the same source as my Golden Blade, and it absorbs the power of the blood evil spirit of the living soul to be promoted. I have been practicing for many years and have killed countless demons, but I can only use the power of the blood evil beast to kill them. It has been cultivated to a high-grade level, which is really far from the Xuesanren's sword."

One of the most popular weapon refining methods in the Beihai immortal world is to absorb the power of living souls and blood demons to advance to the level of magic weapons.

It is said that it comes from Yuan Mo Sect.

And this style is indeed full of the flavor of the Demon Sect.

Obviously, Xue Sanren's true weapon has reached an extremely high level.

Even, the ordinary blood evil power has been purified to the gang evil level.

And now, what it means when the Blood God Son takes out this knife is self-evident.

as expected!

After the Shengang Blood Blade appeared, the Blood God Son changed his previous fighting style and became more open and closed.

When the sword is swung, every time it is shot, it will definitely cut off a section of Baiteng's body.

From time to time, strange howls can be heard in the dilapidated Deadwood Ridge.

As time passed, the strange howl that penetrated the soul became lighter and lighter.

When the Gou Xing envoy saw this, his face relaxed.

"The Vine King can't hold on any longer, and our mission should be over."

Several other people thought the same way.

However, they were not yet available for comment.

next moment.

The earth trembles!

With everyone's expressions of surprise and confusion, their eyes fell on the nearby trees.

I saw that the green color continued to fade, becoming paler and paler, and turned into a piece of rotten wood in just a few moments.

Even the ancient trees that are thousands of years old are becoming more and more dry under the strange trembling.

It seems that something is sucking out their vitality?

And such visions don’t just appear near them.

Looking up, you can see all the huge mountains of dead trees like this.

The green of the originally green mountains was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in just a few breaths, only a hint of paleness remained.

While Luo Chen was in shock and doubt, a pair of spiritual eyes suddenly stopped on the top of a mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Diaosou, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared.

He was sitting on the rock, holding a black gold fishing rod. The scorched silk thread was hanging down into the endless abyss at the bottom of the mountain. The sound bell on the fishing rod was vibrating wildly, as if something big had taken the bait.

And all the fading vitality around him seemed to be converging in the direction of Diaosou.

Diaosou's face was pale, but his eyes were full of joy.

Even if blood bleeds from the corner of his mouth, he still holds on to the fishing rod.

Within the abyss, there was suddenly a terrifying sound, and a long bloody whip came through the air.

A khaki light bloomed on Diaosou's body, but it only lasted for a moment before it was broken.

Seeing that beneath the abyss, there is another accumulation of terrifying power.

Diaosou looked horrified and roared to the sky.

"Makoto, save me!"

The Blood God Son, who was trembling with Bai Teng, exploded into the sky.

Pointing his hand towards Diaosou, a streak of blood flew away.

And then, they grabbed Luo Chen and the others from a distance.

Luo Chen and others were ignorant.

The next moment, a scream was heard.

"My jade seal!"

In his sight, Huangfu Song, who had a jade seal on his head, was looking crazy and chasing in the direction of Diaosou.

And in the air, a purple brilliance, like a meteor, was forcibly controlled by the Blood God Son, and fell on the abyss.

A blood whip was shot out from the abyss again, but it was resisted by the blood light shot by the Son of Blood God.

When the strange noise was about to erupt again in the abyss, the jade seal had already floated above the abyss.

The majestic and noble purple brilliance pours down from the jade seal.

Even though there were frequent strange sounds inside, the blood whip could no longer be seen rising into the air.

At this moment, the Blood God Son no longer cared about the lingering white vine and landed next to Diaosou.

The long sword in his right hand was swung, cutting down the white vines coming from all directions.

His eyes were focused, staring into the abyss.

When Huangfu Song rushed over like crazy, he just glanced coldly at the latter, and the madness in his eyes faded away, leaving only a trace of despair.

Luo Chen, Gou Xingshi, and Dao Lan looked at each other, seeming to realize something.

They didn't waste any more time and flew towards the top of the mountain at a neither fast nor slow speed.

When they arrived, the Blood God Son didn't even look at them, still staring at the abyss.

The old man was still fishing in Linyuan. Even though his aura was extremely weak, his hand holding the pole did not relax at all.

While everyone was waiting quietly.

The Blood God Son suddenly took action and flicked away the jade seal that suppressed the abyss.

Huangfusong couldn't wait to accept the jade seal, but after just one glance, his face turned pale.

Luo Chen and others looked curiously and saw that the purple light on the jade seal had completely dissipated, revealing the magic weapon itself.

Looking at it now, it can't be seen that it has the power to withstand countless withered blood vines before, and is not even afraid of the aftermath of the Nascent Soul battle.

There were even several cracks on the jade seal.

Luo Chen was thoughtful.

What's powerful may not be this jade seal magic weapon, but the Nascent Soul Master's methods left on it.

Over the years, his craftsmanship has become more and more sophisticated, and he can clearly see at a glance that this treasure has not been sacrificed or refined.

It's impossible for Huangfu Song not to want to perform sacrifices. The only reason is that the real people's methods left above blocked his sacrifices.

In this way, the full power of the protective means can be unleashed.

But at the same time, it is also easy to be taken away by force.

In the battle just now, the Blood God Son used a higher level of power to forcefully take away the jade seal and consume all the remaining real-person methods on it.

Now, the magic weapon has been returned to Huangfu Song, but it is no different from being useless.

Judging from its appearance, it is at most a high-grade level, and even because of its mixed functions, it is far inferior to a high-grade magic weapon with a single power.

"Diaosou gathered the four of us together. Although we each have our own priorities and consider everything, it is obvious that the most important thing is Huangfu Song."

"Not only did he use his ancestral magic weapon to suppress the creatures in the abyss, but he also used up the opponent's trump card."

Thoughts flashed through Luo Chen's mind, and he looked at Huangfu Song who was in a state of despair, with quite complicated emotions in his heart.

While everyone was waiting.

The Blood God Son standing in front took action again.

He grabbed the withered silk thread and lifted it up.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Diaosou's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

The next moment.

call out!

Under the sunlight, a piece of bloody rattan appeared in front of everyone.

If you look carefully, you will see that it looks like the white vine before, but it is a hundred times more agile and vitality!

Everyone was stunned.

This is the true body of the fifth-order withered blood vine!

And that white vine is just its external incarnation.

That's not right, the vitality gap between the two shouldn't be so big.

Luo Chen was puzzled, his eyes swept over the mountains, and he was heartbroken.

His eyes were all pale and withered as ashes.

This kind of scenery seems to fit the meaning of Kumu Ridge.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone."

Just when Luo Chen was stunned, Diaosou's hoarse and dry voice came faintly.

Luo Chen looked back, only to see that the Blood God Son was nowhere to be seen.

Diaosou stood up from the rock. As soon as he stood up, the boulder under him turned into powder.

The old man dusted himself off and smiled with relief.

He scanned everyone one by one, and then nodded slightly.

"The mission has ended. When I return, I will fulfill the conditions I promised you."

"Huangfu Song, I will also negotiate with the Chen family in Tianqu on behalf of the Wanxian Society. They should no longer care about the vassal below, so you can do whatever you want."

The last sentence is just a supplement.

Huangfusong showed a smile that was uglier than crying and said, "Thank you Diaosou for this."

Diaosou chuckled, his eyes fell on the ruined mountains, and he waved his hand.

The remaining threads of the sky are spilled out like fishing nets.

When he was about to take it back, seven or eight huge white vines fell in front of him.

"Although these white vines are not the real body of the withered blood vine, they are still the remains of thousands of years of hard work. The real person did not cut them all off, which is an advantage for us."

Diaosou sighed in admiration and divided the white vines into two pieces.

When he arrived in front of Luo Chen, there were three of them.

Luo Chen was surprised.

Diaosou blinked and said, "Fellow Taoist, this time I forcefully recruit you to participate in the mission, I hope I haven't delayed your affairs."

Luo Chen suddenly became speechless. Diaosou had a cold attitude that ignored the love between the two of them before, but now he suddenly changed.

I don't know whether it was because I felt happy after completing the task, or because I was thinking about repairing the relationship between him and myself.

Maybe, both!

Looking at the other three people, except for Huangfu Song, none of them were dissatisfied.

Luo Chen understood that before setting off, Diaosou should have reached corresponding conditions with them, but he was the only one who lacked the due reward.

He no longer hesitated and immediately accepted the white vines generously.

The remains of the fifth-level withered blood vine, even without its essence, can still be used as a fourth-level material.

This trip was not a loss at all.

After collecting the white vine, everyone no longer had any nostalgia. The old man summoned the flying boat and was about to return.

Luo Chen did not get on the boat.

"Fellow Taoist, what's wrong?" Diaosou was confused.

Luo Chen cupped his hands and said, "It's rare to come to the Demon Sea once, and it's quite a waste to go back in such a hurry. Luo plans to travel a bit, and will return to the Ten Thousand Immortals Association on his own later."

After saying that, he set up the Fayun, looked for the opposite direction and left leisurely.

On the flying boat, Diaosou frowned and looked at the direction he was leaving. He pondered for a long time but said nothing.

He just waved his sleeves and started the flying boat.