Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Ups and downs, gloomy and heavy.

The world is dark and it is difficult to tell the direction.

Suddenly there was a flicker of light.

The creatures that had been wandering around for a long time were attracted and subconsciously moved closer.

However, what greeted them was a series of sword lights bursting out from fingertips.

After casually killing these insignificant little ghosts, Luo Chen walked out of the Dan Sheng blessed land carefully.

The moment he saw the scene outside, he was stunned.

He looked up at the sky and down at the ground, and felt that the world had changed dramatically.

"Am I still in Mingyuan Holy Land?"

As far as the eye can see, there is only a vast ocean of black water, which even gives him the feeling of being back in the sinking sea.

However, compared with the extremely heavy water of the Sinking Sea, the vast black water here did not bring him pressure, but a sense of chaos and confusion.

Suddenly.

Luo Chen suddenly realized that the shield covering his side was changing from bright red to pitch black and was gradually disappearing.

He subconsciously activated his magic power and activated the protective air shield.

However, as soon as some of the magic power flowed back, Luo Chen threw it out decisively, with a look of disgust on his face.

"This is the dark water from the abyss of the netherworld!"

The water of the Sunken Sea is mainly corrosive, and the monks' protective gas shields will be constantly digested and corroded, but it will not have any effect on the essence of the monks' magic power.

But the water in the deep underworld is different, it is dirty and filthy!

Once a monk's magic power, magic weapons, or even physical body is contaminated, they will be polluted.

Luo Chen just subconsciously withdrew his power, and immediately felt something was wrong.

That magic power was completely polluted and was not suitable for recycling.

Even here, there is no room to replenish mana.

After identifying the Ming water, an idea suddenly popped up in Luo Chen's mind.

"Is this the opening of the Netherworld Abyss, completely submerging the Abyss Holy Land?"

No one answered him, he could only explore on his own.

Although the abyss water would pollute the magic power, the degree of polluting was limited, and Luo Chen's profound magic power was enough to sustain it for a period of time.

He walked forward, ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles...

During this process, ghosts would appear in sight from time to time.

But because Luo Chen concealed his aura, even the mana shield changed color and merged with the Nether Abyss, he was hardly discovered.

Those insignificant ghosts are okay, Luo Chen doesn't care about them.

What really made him alert was the Nascent Soul stage ghost that he had accidentally glimpsed before!

According to rumors, countless evil ghosts and resentful souls are suppressed in the abyss of the underworld.

It is an ancient forbidden land that has existed for tens of millions of years, since before the Mingyuan Sect was established here.

Later, after the Mingyuan Sect experienced the ancient creation war, in order to save trouble, they simply threw all the monsters and ghosts that were difficult to convert in the war into the abyss of the underworld.

In this way, not only can the effort of converting ghosts be avoided, but the threat of the Netherworld Abyss can also be strengthened to protect the sect.

But now the Nether Abyss has submerged the Mingyuan Holy Land, and the endless ghosts have been completely released.

A ghost in the Nascent Soul stage is definitely not a coincidence.

In this boundless ocean of the underworld, there might be countless ghosts in the Nascent Soul stage, and there might even be ghosts in the Spiritual Transformation stage.

Luo Chen did not dare to force his way across the Netherworld Abyss.

When his magic power was consumed to a certain level, he hesitated for a moment and swam upwards.

The process is very quick.

But the moment he touched the sea surface, Luo Chen stopped.

There is a golden flame burning on it!

Luo Chen's pupils shrank and he blurted out.

"Nirvana Holy Fire!"

…

Dansheng blessed land is open again.

Luo Chen walked back with a gloomy face.

The Black King came up to greet him immediately, "Master, what's going on outside?"

Luo Chen waved his hand, "It's gone, all gone."

The Black King was stunned for a moment, "What's gone?"

"Mingyuan Sect is gone!"

After saying this, Luo Chen ignored him, walked to the fire circle, and with a wave of his hand, the fire circle turned into a golden bird and flew back to Luo Chen's shoulder.

Glancing at Luo Lingxi who was still sitting beside Ye Ruoli's body, Luo Chen frowned and said nothing.

This is good, as it saves him the time of explaining to the powerful people in Mingyuan.

As for my own son?

The other party just couldn't practice, but he was not a fool. He would naturally understand that under the circumstances at that time, Luo Chen had to do those things.

It may be that the death of a familiar person in front of him was too shocking and he couldn't accept it for the time being.

Time will dilute everything.

And now, what Luo Chen lacks the least is time.

"I am trapped in the Dansheng Blessed Land!"

Luo Chen muttered something depressed in his heart, then jumped up and chose a nearby hill.

There is a fourth-order spiritual vein here, and the spiritual energy is quite rich, enough for him to recover his magic power.

After Luo Chen left, Black King was still a little unresponsive.

Is the powerful Mingyuan Sect gone?

He was well aware of the strength of the Mingyuan Sect. There were countless strong men in it, and many of them made him feel wary.

Not to mention the three gods, just the valley of immortals that he saw after entering Mingyuan Sect was powerful enough to destroy him.

But all this is gone just like that?

"What about the three ancestors?"

…

"Of the three ancestors, one died under my sword, one died at the hands of Qixia Yuanjun, and the last one..."

In just a few days, Luo Chen's magical powers recovered to their peak through daily practice.

It can be seen how much his practice efficiency improved after he changed his practice method.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in a cave that had been temporarily opened up in the mountains, his mind echoing with the information he had previously searched from a golden elixir ghost.

Although it is confusing, there is always some useful information in it.

Especially the endings of the other two ancestors.

"The mighty Mingyuan has fallen, and we are free!"

This sentence came from a ghost in the God Transformation Stage. Any ghost with a little consciousness knew the news.

This is why the Nether Abyss is so chaotic nowadays.

Without the Mingyuan Sect and the powerful ones to suppress it, this place has become a sea of ​​chaos.

And Luo Chen was still sighing over the ending of Patriarch Tianyuan.

He never expected that the old man who looked kind would actually choose to feed the ghost with his own body, open the restriction of Mingyuan, and try to fight to the death with Qixia Yuanjun.

But the result seems to make Patriarch Tianyuan die with regret.

Qixia Yuanjun finally escaped.

Not only that, in a great battle in the Netherworld, almost all of those powerful ghost beings that the little ghost whose soul Luo Chen searched once prostrated himself in worship had a bad end.

Some died, some were injured, and some escaped.

Although many are still alive, they are hiding in various places in the abyss of the underworld, licking their wounds.

"That woman is really unreasonably strong!"

Luo Chen sighed, and then began to think about his current predicament.

It is absolutely impossible to force your way across the Netherworld Abyss.

He does not have such profound magic power to travel hundreds of thousands of miles, and even a powerful god would probably not be able to do so.

On the sea, the method that Qixia Yuanjun used before leaving caused countless Nirvana holy fires to spread in the sea, temporarily suppressing these evil spirits.

It won't dissipate in a short time.

"Can the withered and flourishing divine fire break through Qixia Yuanjun's Nirvana holy fire?"

Luo Chen murmured to himself. In the Purple Mansion, the withered and flourishing fire spirit seemed to have some realization and sent out a signal of fear.

"You can't do that either?"

Luo Chen shook his head and thought about other ways.

In the end, he set his sights on the Holy Fire of Nirvana that he had refined.

"If I make it bigger, can it be used as arm strength?"

If it were in the past, Luo Chen would naturally not have had this plan.

The growth of the original true fire can only be nurtured by magic power, which requires long-term hard work.

Or, find corresponding food for the original true fire to accelerate its growth.

For example, the Withered and Flourishing True Fire was cultivated by the Burning Incense of the Yan League in the early years. After Luo Chen practiced the "Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana Sutra", he hunted monsters for it in the North Sea, absorbed its vitality, and even devoured a large amount of high-grade Sourceless Fire.

But these are useless to the Holy Fire of Nirvana.

Its own status is too high, and it is not interested in those low-level passive fires at all.

It would only have an appetite if it was something like the fifth-order Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire, the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire in the Blazing Purgatory, or even the Nine-Refined Beacon Fire in the Refining Heaven Cauldron.

But now, Luo Chen has a little bit of capital.

A shake in the hand!

A pill appeared in the palm of his hand.

The elixir is black and white in color, containing the two poles of water and fire, and even more so the charm of yin and yang flowing through it.

It was the Liang Yi Pill that Luo Chen had refined in the third level of the Pill Saint Trial!

"I made it with your help. Now that I use it on you, I can see that it is making the best use of it."

Luo Chen swallowed the Liang Yi Pill without thinking.

The magic power flows and begins to refine the elixir.

Powerful medicinal power poured out from the pill and, guided by his magic power, entered the Purple Palace. However, it did not go to the Nascent Soul, but landed on the golden bird perched on the green and white fire tree.

In an instant.

The golden bird was bathed in black and white, and squinted its eyes comfortably.

Luo Chen was excited when he saw this.

"efficient!"

The next step is to wait for the Nirvana Holy Fire to completely absorb the power of the Liang Yi Pill and see how much it can grow.

one day.

Two days.

Three days...

Time passes slowly.

Although the power of the Liang Yi Pill is enormous, it does not take that long to absorb.

Luo Chen realized that there might be something wrong.

"What went wrong?"

Just as Luo Chen was thinking hard, an angry thought came from the Purple Mansion one day.

The Nascent Soul trembled, and opened its eyes to look.

The golden bird had woken up at some point and was pecking at the green branches and leaves of the fire tree at its feet.

The thought of rage came from the withered and flourishing fire spirit.

At this moment, the withered and prosperous fire spirit was furious, and blue and white flames suddenly burst out, trying to kill the golden bird.

The golden bird was not afraid at all. Although its breath was weak, it still maneuvered and turned in the impact of the blue-white flames. From time to time, it even took a bite of the blue-white flame and let it enter its body, making its golden light even brighter.

Luo Chen was stunned and could sense two thoughts.

One was the withered and flourishing fire spirit, which was both shocked and angry. It seemed that it had not expected that the little creature it had raised by building a nest for it actually wanted to eat it!

The other was the ignorant thought that the Nirvana Fire Spirit had when it was first born - hunger!

"No matter how hungry you are, you can't eat the withered and flourishing divine fire!"

Luo Chen was anxious!

He couldn't just watch the divine fire that he had spent hundreds of years painstakingly cultivating being swallowed up by another little guy, nor could he sit idly by and watch the two divine fires fighting each other in the Purple Mansion.

With a thought, magic power enveloped the Nirvana Fire Spirit.

No matter how the other party struggled or how unwilling it was, Luo Chen first moved it out of the Purple Mansion.

This guy is the most restless!

Luo Chen didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the two separated.

"You almost demolished my house!"

Luo Chen sent out a scolding sound.

The little pale tree could only feel aggrieved, with its branches and leaves drooping, depressed and silent.

The little golden bird flapped its wings, not feeling Luo Chen's anger at all, and just chirped in confusion.

"Hungry!"

"Hungry!"

Luo Chen frowned as he watched this scene. It seemed that the Liang Yi Dan had completely awakened the fire spirit of the Nirvana Holy Fire, greatly increasing its spirituality.

But what about hunger?

Just as the information about the Liang Yi Pill recorded in the book of the Demon Lord's Alchemy was constantly turning over in his mind, the golden firebird flying in the sky suddenly stopped, and then flew away under Luo Chen's astonished gaze.

Luo Chen followed out curiously.

After a while, he looked at a picture in surprise.

The golden firebird paced in the flowing magma, carefully pecking at another flame that was brighter and more powerful than itself.

Luo Chen swallowed his saliva.

That was a stream of holy fire of Nirvana that seeped in when the gate of Dan Sheng Blessed Land was not yet closed.

There are not many of them and they are scattered everywhere.

And because of the sudden intrusion of Patriarch Heize, the gate was closed, blocking the subsequent infiltration of the Nirvana Holy Fire.

But the part that came in earlier still remains in the Dansheng Blessed Land.

Luo Chen has never had time to deal with it, and doesn't know how to deal with it.

But right now!

"Is it really okay to eat this?"

Luo Chen hesitated.

…

"Is this Shangyouxian City?"

After experiencing the battle of Lingtian Pass, Shouyang Shanren, whose physical body was injured, quickly repaired his body with the help of the sect.

This is his first time out of the mountains in many years.

But when I arrived at the familiar place, what I saw was shocking.

The Dongyang Sect disciple beside him quickly replied: "Report to the elder, this is indeed the location of Shangyouxian City, but why it has become like this, I don't know."

The hermit from Shouyang swallowed his saliva, looked up, and saw the whole city in ruins.

Among the ruins, there was a raging fire that was extremely hot.

A huge palm print almost covered the entire Shangyouxian City, and the ruins were just a tiny bit revealed between the fingers.

"Who destroyed Shangyouxian City?"

"And it only took one strike!"

No one could answer him.

And even more shocking things are yet to come.

"Elder Lu, the Great Elder invites you over!"

The hermit of Shouyang calmed himself down and headed towards the abyss of darkness with trepidation.

When they arrived, the three senior brothers and sisters inside the door had been standing there for a long time, all in silence.

The leader was wearing a robe with the pattern of the rising sun and a crown on his head.

It was the Grand Elder of Dongyang Sect, also a well-known late Nascent Soul cultivator in the Eastern Wasteland.

Before Shouyang Shanren could greet him, his gaze froze again.

The abyss is boiling, covering thousands of miles.

The golden flames were swirling, dazzling and eye-searing.

In the void, black dragons and snakes suddenly appeared, but then disappeared just as quickly.

Anyone with a little knowledge will know what those things are.

Space crack!

boom!

There was a loud thunder, which exploded on the sea surface, splashing up countless waves and flames.

Above the nine heavens, dark clouds lingered for a long time, with flashes of lightning appearing from time to time.

Because of this bolt of lightning, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream.

The Grand Elder of Dongyang Sect slowly turned around, his dignified face filled with fear.

"The Mingyuan Holy Land has been destroyed!"

When others were about to ask who it was, the hermit from Shouyang suddenly took out a jade sound transmission device.

A hurried voice came from inside, interrupting everyone's attention.

"The demons in the Hundred Thousand Mountains are making unusual movements, and they seem to be making a comeback!" (End of this chapter)