Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 152: Blast the unbreakable fortress with one punch (an extra update for the leader of the Fireworks Xiaomin Alliance!)

 In the hall, Fu Zhang's sudden rage startled the Fu family monks.

Elder Fu Jinqiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why is the head of the family so angry?"

Fu Zhang looked gloomy and threw the letter from Luo Tianhui directly in front of him.

 Fu Jinqiu scanned ten lines with one glance, instantly.

 Soon, he was equally furious.

“What does this mean for our Fu family?”

“You actually want the owner of the family to return the relics of Sikong Shoujia!”

As soon as these words came out, the other Fu family monks couldn't help but be shocked.

That Dan Chenzi is crazy?

Sikong Shoujia was old and decrepit, and died at the hands of the head of the family, Fu Zhang, which became part of the Fu family's prestige.

 When he dies, he dies, and his inheritance belongs to the owner of the family.

I have never heard of someone asking someone to return it on their own initiative.

It became natural that Fu Zhang would be angry because of this.

As a former foundation-building family, my Fu family, even if it declines, is not something you, a small force at the level of Qi refining, can point your fingers at.

 Return the relics?

 Apologise?

Especially in the letter, the righteous and condescending tone is simply unbearable.

 This is an insult!

 It was an unabashed insult to him, Fu Zhang, and even the entire Fu family!

Fu Jinqiuhan said angrily: "That's not all. They accused my Fu family of participating in the siege of Xieyue Valley as an apology. In addition to returning Sikong Shoujia's relics, they also need to take the initiative to compensate for three blood talismans."

 “It’s too much to bully others!”

“The Poshan Gang was wiped out by him, and he actually took issue with the former Alchemy Hall elder. Why didn’t he go find those Foundation Establishment monks to avenge Mi Shuhua?”

 “Blood Talisman?”

“Does my Fu family really have a blood talisman?”

The previous words were fine, until the last sentence came out.

The atmosphere in the entire hall became weird.

Fu Zhang was startled for a moment, then glanced at everyone with a sinister expression.

 “What do you mean?”

 The person who just spoke smiled.

Although Fu Zhang has only been the head of the family for more than ten years, he has already accumulated considerable authority after experiencing the transformation of his foundation ancestor, the battle in Tianlan Immortal City, his voluntary withdrawal from Tianlan, and his move to Dahefang.

You Qi came to Dahefang and took the initiative to contact the Nangong family. On the condition of the three newly moved families, he joined forces with the Duan and Li families to form the Xuanyihui.

 With the help of Xuanyihui’s platform, the Fu family’s talisman and seal market is gradually opened up.

　　Not long ago, he participated in the destruction of the Poshan Gang, which completely allowed the Fu family to gain a firm foothold in Dahefang.

It can be said that Fu Zhang is not strong enough to suppress everyone, but his prestige and momentum can already make most monks of the Fu family trust him.

Looking at the sneering tribesmen, Fu Zhang snorted coldly.

 “I’ll say it again, and it’s the last time!”

“My ancestor didn’t teach me the art of blood talismans before he passed away.”

“Not only that, my Fu family has never been contaminated with anything related to blood symbols!”

The man quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

 Fu Zhang shook his head and suddenly sighed.

　　Sitting back on the chair, he said worriedly: "I know, you all heard about the power of the blood talisman last night. If this thing is here, our Fu family can be on an equal footing with other foundation-building families even if there are no foundation-building monks."

“But have you ever thought about it?”

 “If we really have the blood talisman, the Zhengdao Sect will not be able to spare us.”

“Those foundation-building families have even more excuses to attack us.”

"We have finally settled down, and the Wubao has been built. What we really need to do is to recuperate and cultivate future generations of the family. We strive to have another foundation-building cultivator within a hundred years. Only in this way can we pass on the inheritance of our Fu family. ”

 A few words, said in a eloquent manner.

The mood of worry and long-term planning for the family moved the senior members of the Fu family who originally had different ideas.

Fu Zhang really sacrificed too much for his family.

I have never seen any leader of a force take the initiative to show his face outside and fight for life and death.

 But there are only two or three big cats and kittens in the Fu family, so we have no choice but to let the strongest owner come forward every time.

 If things go on like this, those small forces of casual cultivators will not respect them enough.

 It’s time to recuperate and avoid more fights.

 …

However, the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop.

The Fu family monks discovered that when they went out for activities recently, other people looked at them differently.

 Curious, with fear.

Even vaguely, some people were discussing which day the casual cultivator died and was burned beyond recognition. In fact, it was the Fu family who skinned them and deliberately destroyed the evidence.

Hearing this rumor, the Fu family monks were really furious.

If you want to destroy the evidence, don’t you know how to burn the whole body?

 But unfortunately, some people believe this.

In addition, something happened.

A young monk from the Fu family who was on the fifth level of Qi Refining took an ordinary talisman seal stained with animal blood, disguised it as a blood talisman, and sold it to a casual cultivator from out of town at a high price.

As a result, the other party saw through it and directly found the Fu family's shop in the inner city.

 Making a fuss.

Fu Jue, who was sitting in the shop, was so angry that he almost vomited blood. At this time, how could there be such a careless guy to take advantage of this?

In order to settle the matter, he not only returned the spirit stone, but also specially compensated for several practical high-quality talismans.

 But even so, his Fu family's talisman and seal business was greatly affected.

 On the contrary, the business of the Chen family next door is gradually getting better.

 It was under this circumstance that Luo Tianhui's second "letter" was delivered to the Fu family.

 In other words, it was not sent to the Fu family, but was passed on to the Fu family.

Luo Tianhui left a message on the piece of jade outside the closed forum.

“As a foreign cultivator, I originally wanted to join forces with you so that we can benefit both sides and join the road together.”

 “But he insisted on going his own way and carried out mass killings, causing the people’s resentment to rise.”

"We, Luo Tianhui, inherit the legacy of the Poshan Gang and should set an example."

“However, the elder Sikong Shoujia was assassinated by the villain Fu Zhang, and he unfortunately died.”

“Now, the Fu family is ordered to return the relics of Sikong Shoujia within a time limit and put them in a safe place.”

"If you don't pay it back, you will suffer consequences. Don't say you didn't predict it!"

 When this "letter", in an extremely brief summary, reached Fu Zhang's ears.

 Make him so angry that he roars again and again.

What does it mean to have your own way of doing things, and what does it mean to have overwhelming public resentment?

How come the head of the Fu family has become a villain?

 You are also ordered to return the relics within a time limit, otherwise you will suffer the consequences?

 “Unpredictable?”

 “Haha, I want to see what you’re going to do with your unpredicted words!”

“Don’t pay attention to it. If you really want to pay it back, wouldn’t that just confirm the evil deeds of my Fu family?”

 “He is a noble man, he has never killed anyone in his life, right?”

"Come on, let's have a show at worst. The other houses also have outsiders. The rabbit will die, the fox will be sad, and the lips will die and the teeth will be cold. They will never sit idly by and ignore it."

“Besides, why does Luo Tianhui, a newly formed small force, dare to challenge the Fu family and me?”

 …

 The Fu family did not express any response to Luo Tianhui's rebuke.

This tough-minded look made many casual cultivators look at him with admiration.

 Now, Luo Tianhui is being held up.

 Didn’t you say that it would be returned within a time limit?

Didn’t you say that you should not predict what you say?

 If others are indifferent, why not do something?

　　Not only the casual cultivators are watching the joke, but other forces, large and small, are also paying attention secretly.

Dan Chenzi, the leader of Luo Tianhui, was standing outside a loft of Jiange with a calm expression.

The disciples of the Jade Cauldron's outer sect who passed by nearby looked at him with strange eyes from time to time.

 This man has been waiting here all morning.

 Is Deacon Miao Wen unavailable? Or are you punishing him?

After a long time, a cold snort came from the attic.

 “Just this once, never happen again!”

 “From now on, concentrate on refining elixirs and don’t get into trouble.”

Luo Chen smiled slightly, said "yes", then turned around and left the sword pavilion.

 After stepping out of the sword pavilion, he breathed a sigh of relief.

 Targeting the Fu family has never been the crux of the matter.

 The key lies in the Miao culture.

 Luo Chen also had a reason.

With the Poshan Clan defeated, there are almost no sales channels for elixirs, and they cannot blatantly borrow Miao Wen’s name.

Even if the chalcedony elixir is refined, it will not be easy to sell.

 So it is necessary to establish prestige and make people unable to ignore Luo Tianhui. This reason is feasible.

 However, it is not very tenable.

However, when Luo Chen took out the chalcedony pills that he had refined for Mi Shuhua this month, Miao Wen finally allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

 “The benefits are so exciting!”

Luo Chen chuckled lightly and left the inner city safely.

 Once there is the first time, there will be countless times.

 As his interests become more and more closely tied to Miao culture, his importance will continue to increase.

 When Luo Tianhui grew up, Miao Wen could not ignore his voice.

 All Luo Chen has to do is to repeat Mi Shuhua’s operation.

 Strive to achieve a relatively equal status with Miao people.

 Then, seek to build a foundation and completely control your own destiny.

“So, in this next battle, we have to win!”

 “And win the beauty!”

Without any hesitation, with the Fu family pretending to be ostriches, the brand-new war machine of the Luotian Battle Hall began to rumble into action.

 Assign a small number of manpower to monitor the other four major families.

 The entire war hall, led by Wang Yuan, rushed to Fujiawu Fort at noon on September 9th, the 3408th day of the Shanhai calendar.

 Two elders, Duan Feng and Sima Xian, are the vanguard, each leading ten mid-to-late Qi refining masters.

In addition, Luo Chen also recruited Sima Wenjie, the deacon of Xun Hall, and Zeng Wen, the elder of Jintang, to form a lineup of five ninth-level Qi refining masters.

Not only that, Qin Liangchen, who had been recuperating for a month, appeared for the first time beside Luo Chen.

Together with Wang Yuan, he stood beside Luo Chen.

Such a blatant action naturally attracted the attention of countless casual cultivators in Dahefang.

As the monks from Luotian Hui Zhan Hall rushed to Fujiawu Fort, many casual cultivators also followed behind them in the light of escape.

If you stand at a very high place and look down, you will have the illusion of a huge army of monks.

When Luo Chen leisurely arrived outside the huge fortress, the Fu family monks were already ready.

 “Dan Chenzi!”

A sharp shout resounded through the sky.

 Fu Zhang, holding a golden melon sledgehammer, flew out of the Wubao watchtower.

A pair of sharp eyes, with rising anger, stared at the young man in the "army" of monks.

“Master Fu, you’re fine!”

The jade fan shook slightly, and Luo Chen cupped his hands.

Looking at Luo Chen, Fu Zhang tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

 He knew very well that the number of monks in the Luotian Society was not large.

 The reason why there are thousands of casual cultivators outside Wubao at this moment, most of them are here to watch the fun.

 But "watching the fun" can easily lead to serious troubles.

If the Fu family showed signs of decline, someone might have their own ideas. At that time, it would be a situation where everyone would push down the wall.

At this moment, he vaguely realized that perhaps the "blood talisman" rumor was not spread by the Chen family and Shenfu Pavilion at all.

 It was the young man in front of him who did it with one hand.

Today, the Fu family will not fight if they can!

He took a deep breath and said in a slightly gentle tone: "We are all seeking enlightenment in Dahefang, so why go to such great lengths to fight."

"oh?"

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, "When did you become a pacifist?"

 Listening to this strange voice, Fu Zhang suppressed his anger.

 “Being kind to others is doing good to yourself.”

“What you ask for is nothing more than Sikong Shoujia’s relics, I’ll give them to you!”

As he spoke, a turtle shell and a long sword broken into two parts flew out.

While controlling his spiritual power, Fu Zhang stared at Luo Chen.

"After you get the relics, please leave. I will host a banquet for you at Zhong Ding's house someday."

However, the opponent's Luo Chen didn't even look at the two magical weapons that were no different from scraps.

 He just held up three fingers.

“Okay, I will hand over three more Fu family blood talismans as a gift of apology. I will go back wherever I came from today.”

As soon as these words came out, the monks all over the mountains and plains fell silent.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Fu Zhang with burning eyes.

At this moment, Fu Zhang only felt that his scalp was numb and his whole body was cold.

“I, the Fu family, don’t have blood talismans, and I don’t know how to make blood talismans!”

“It seems that you are not sincere enough!”

 “Luo Chen!”

boom! boom!

 In midair, the turtle shell and the broken sword exploded into powder under the powerful burst of spiritual power.

Fu Zhang gasped and looked at the man opposite, who was guarded at the front by many monks like stars over the moon.

 “Do you have to kill them all?”

　　唰!

 The jade fan suddenly closed.

 Luo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly:

“As soon as I said goodbye to Xianyue Valley, I thought about it day and night, and I couldn’t forget your majestic appearance back then!”

 “So, I’m here today”

 “Kill them all, it’s your own fault.”

 Fu Zhang pulled back and laughed loudly.

 “Haha, if that’s the case, let’s do it!”

"I want to see if you can break through my Fu family fortress!"

 When he retreated to the towering watchtower.

next moment!

The Wubao, which covers an area of ​​several hundred meters, suddenly flashes and blooms with bursts of light.

 A large formation suddenly took shape.

Not only that, every one hundred bricks used to build the city wall of Wubao has a talisman seal that shines brightly.

Looking carefully, they are all first-order soil defense talismans.

Using the Wubao as the foundation, a large formation of copper and iron walls was built, and then thousands of earth-guarding talismans were built.

At this moment, Fujiawu Fort is like an indestructible fortress in the world, and it is intimidating.

Looking at this scene, countless casual cultivators who were about to make a move took a breath of cold air.

 Is this the heritage of the former Ji-building family?

Even if the foundation-building ancestor is in a state of incarnation, he still has such defensive power.

 It is worthy of being one of the five foundation-building families alongside Duan, Li, and Nangong!

With such a defensive power, it cannot be built up, so who can break it?

For a moment, everyone’s eyes fell on the Luo Tianhui monks, and on the leader, the president of the group, Dan Chenzi.

 However, facing this mountain-like pressure of sight, Luo Chen looked extremely calm.

 He just turned sideways and glanced at Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan smiled slightly and immediately took a step forward.

 When he reappeared, he was already about a hundred meters away from Nawu Fort.

Fu Zhang looked at this scene and sneered.

How can the Fu family's copper-walled and iron-walled formation be broken by Qi refining and casual cultivation?

Even if the Foundation Establishment cultivator comes in person, he has the confidence to resist for a while.

Wang Yuan, right?



 In his sneer.

Wang Yuan slowly raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

 Pull back, arch your body, and the infinite energy and blood will not show any trace, all integrated into one punch.

 Finally, under the gaze of thousands of people, he punched out.

 The strength that had been gathered to the extreme was unleashed with this punch.

　　Boom! ! !

The deafening sound suddenly erupted like a silver bottle being broken.

　　In that great sound.

The fortress that seemed to be unbreakable a moment ago was blown out of the face by this punch and a ten-meter-wide hole was created.

Even the formation of the copper and iron walls also whined and dispersed the light.

Looking upstairs, Fu Zhang, who had been sneering before, was already as stiff as a chicken.

There is only one voice left in my heart.

"How can it be!"

However, no one can hear his voice.

Under the city tower, Wang Yuan stood up straight with his hands behind his back.

He raised his head and glanced at Fu Zhang, then slowly shook his head.

Just when he shook his head, a loud shout resounded through the blue sky.

"kill!"

 (End of this chapter)