Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 363: Announcement of Funeral

 “Good morning, fellow Daoist Wang!”

“Fellow Daoist Luo, are you going out again?”

"Um."

At the entrance and exit of Tianlan Peak, Wang Pingzhi, the gatekeeper, looked at Luo Chen's leaving figure and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

 This person usually lives in seclusion.

 Why do you go out every day recently?

After saying hello to Wang Pingzhi, Luo Chen appeared on the streets of Immortal City.

He could clearly see the confusion on the other person's face.

 I have indeed been in and out too frequently during this period of time.

 It’s not that I’m obsessed with trivial matters.

 But to go outside to practice the third-level flying spell of Ninety Thousand Miles.

Although Tianlan Peak is big, there are so many people and it would be too ostentatious to practice this magic on it.

 Go outside, the sky is high and the sky is high, there is plenty of space for him to practice this spell.

However, halfway through, Luo Chen turned around and entered another street.

 Looking up at the "Binglan Palace" sign in front of him, Luo Chen stepped forward.

　After a long time, he walked out.

This trip is to deliver the top-grade Jade Dew Pill and Burning Blood Pill that have been refined over the past year.

 Weighing the storage bag, Luo Chen looked satisfied.

 Another hundred thousand spiritual stones were obtained.

This fund is enough to make up for his consumption with Tao Wan.

“If we exclude this link in the middle, I can still count it as refining the elixir for myself!”

Luo Chen shook his head and smiled, but soon became confused.

 He has not seen Master Jueqing for a long time!

I thought that the other party was in retreat, but at Binglan Palace just now, it was not the other party who came to receive the elixir, but the old Shi Boying.

“Could it be that Jueqing is no longer in Tianlan Fairy City?”

 Suddenly, this idea came to Luo Chen's mind.

Once the thought occurs, it lingers on.

 The handover of top-grade Yulu Dan is not a small business.

 Each time, it was worth more than 100,000 yuan.

 In the past, Tantai Xun had nothing to do with him.

 After all, Tantai Xun is the eldest disciple with the highest level of cultivation in the Jueqing lineage.

But since Tantai Xun went to the Jilei Mountain battlefield, Fairy Jueqing pointed out the need to contact her personally.

 Judging from these signs, it seems that the other party has really left Tianlan?

“Forget it, where Master Jindan goes, what does it have to do with me?”

Luo Chen curled his lips and was too lazy to think about the woman whose face changed faster than her book.

 Leaving the fairy city.

Luo Chen walked with his sword and flew towards the Qinhua River area.

That is a place with thin spiritual energy near Tianlan.

 Normally, even casual cultivators rarely get involved.

 In fact, there are many such places outside the Tianlan Thousand Miles Range!

This situation is a bit strange.

It is obvious that Tianlan Peak is a third-level spiritual land, and most of the surrounding mountains and valleys are also first-level spiritual lands.

 But as long as it goes beyond the range of a thousand miles, it is like the spiritual energy has disappeared and it has become ordinary.

According to Luo Chen's estimation, it has something to do with the Seven Sects building a fairy city and forcibly upgrading Tianlan Peak to a third-level spiritual land.

 A piece of third-level spiritual land is definitely not generated out of thin air!

Either it is naturally cultivated, or it is made by drawing the spiritual energy from other places and blending it.

 Only this explanation is consistent with the situation near Fairy City.

 It is said that other large fairy cities have similar situations, which is in line with Luo Chen's guess.

These speculations are just Luo Chen’s reverie to kill time while on the road.

 Arrived at the place where the green mountains are rolling.

Luo Chen naturally put away his ordinary flying sword.

Without the strength to rely on, and without the ability to fly into the clouds, his whole body seemed to be falling.

 But a pair of illusory crimson wings stretched out from his back.

Without much exertion, his whole body floated in the air naturally.

“Sure enough, as time goes by, this thing fits me better and better. It is almost like my arms and thighs, as if it is a part of my body.”

“This will greatly improve my ability to fight.”

 When low-level monks fight, they often stand still and deal damage, which is very stupid.

Those with rich combat experience, such as Luo Chen and Wang Yuan, will use the method of lightening their body and lifting their body to avoid becoming a living target.

 After establishing the foundation, the monk's spiritual power becomes stronger than when refining Qi, so he can perform Soaring Clouds and Mists relatively flexibly.

 But that’s all!

 After all, paying attention to enemies and controlling magic weapons is already a lot of effort, and adding the skill of flying is already the limit.

Even before Luo Chen, he mostly stood still and bombarded the enemy with large-scale magic power.

 Being distracted by other things is really draining your energy.

 After Luo Chen's "Ming Shen Breaks Evil" is completed, he can focus on three things. At this time, the situation is a little better.

 But it’s only a little better.

 In the final analysis, you still have to concentrate on using the Wind Control Technique.

However, it’s different now!

Lie Yunyi is integrated with him, and under the command of Ruzhu, apart from ensuring the supply of spiritual power, there is no need to expend any mental effort at all.

 In this way, he can be more flexible and changeable than others during battle.

 “It’s more than that.”

Luo Chen gave a low shout and his wings trembled behind his back.

next moment!

 The whole person was like an arrow leaving the string, and rushed a hundred feet away in an instant.

 The speed is so fast that it is rarely seen in the world!

 And this is just a short sprint.

 What if it is within close range?

Luo Chen, who was high in the sky, was moving up and down suddenly, moving around with great agility.

Like a butterfly or a sparrow, almost as nimble as he is on flat ground.

 Suddenly.

 Have a meal!

 Subsequently, with the blessing of spiritual energy, his whole body shot into the distance.

 After a long time, he flew back again.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

Sighing out a breath of turbid air, Luo Chen's whole body showed excitement.

“It is indeed a third-level spell, but with perfect level of proficiency, the speed has already surpassed Tao Wan’s Nine Transformations of Gale, which is really surprising!”

"Even if I can't fly 90,000 miles in one breath, at the foundation level, I'm afraid there are few who can defeat me."

 Flying ninety thousand miles in one breath is a great description in "Tian Peng Bian".

After this technique is mastered, the escape speed is as fast as any Five Elements Escape Technique, and can even be compared with the Rainbow Flying Escape of the Golden Core Sword Cultivator.

Luo Chen doesn’t expect that kind of realm for the time being, and he hasn’t reached the third realm of body refining either.

 But for now, it's enough for him.

certainly!

If outsiders knew that he had perfected this technique in just a few months, their jaws would probably drop.

 There is nothing strange about Luo Chen.

 Such a result, although a bit unexpected, is also within reason.

 Based on the Dzogchen worldly lightness skills and leisurely travels.

And then there is the blessing of Dzogchen Wind Control Technique.

He himself has the same origin as the Fire Cloud Peng, coupled with outstanding magic talent.

 It is reasonable to have this entry!

 After a short pause, Luo Chen flew up to an altitude of ten thousand feet again, a height that ordinary foundation builders rarely set foot on.

 At such a height, monks on the ground would hardly notice.

Up to high altitude, Luo Chen not only practiced Ninety Thousand Miles, but also took out the magic weapon Xuanhuo Sword and became familiar with the means of controlling weapons.

Although Luo Chen often reminds his subordinates to build foundations, they should not rely too much on magic weapons.

 But he himself does not have this taboo.

 First of all, his spiritual power is so powerful that it far exceeds that of the same level!

Six -layer monks in Tsuki were not as good as him.

 Last year, he trained with Chu Kui many times, and he had a vague sense of the spiritual strength in the later stages of foundation building.

Chu Kui, who built the ninth floor, had more spiritual power than him, but his power was limited.

In terms of spiritual power, Luo Chen is now comparable to an ordinary eight-level monk!

  Second!

I have to mention the Mysterious Fire Sword, an extremely ordinary and low-grade magic weapon.

　　It’s really too ordinary.

 There is not even an accompanying killing move.

Whether it’s Danyangzi’s Zixie sword, Tao Wan’s Liuyun Feixiu, or even the blue dragon bracelet Luo Chen gave to Gu Caiyi, they all have killing moves attached to them.

 Xuanhuo Sword, no!

It is precisely because of this that this flying sword seems so ordinary and cheap.

  But since it is a magic weapon, it naturally has its advantages.

 That’s an increase!

 After injecting spiritual power into this sword, it can increase the monk's attack strength by about 30%. Simply put, its ultimate move is its normal attack, and its normal attack is its ultimate move.

If you get this treasure through general foundation building, you will probably find it quite useless.

 There is no magic weapon for killing moves, and it is a waste of spiritual energy.

 But for Luo Chen, spiritual power is not a thing to be afraid of, and the amplification effect solves the shortcoming of his majoring in spiritual power being wood.

 In addition, Luo Chen is extremely good at fire magic.

 Use weapon control to cast spells. When the two are superimposed, the power is even greater!

 Thousands of feet high in the sky.

 An illusory mountain peak collapsed in front of Luo Chen.

 The strong aftermath rolled in, making Luo Chen's brocade white gown make a sound.

Hold the Mysterious Fire Sword, Luo Chen let out a long breath.

“I wonder if the ninth-level monks of the Foundation Establishment can take my sword?”

After muttering to himself, Luo Chen ended today’s practice.

 Put away the Xuanhuo Sword and fly slowly to Tianlan Peak.

 …

 There is no sun or moon in the mountains, and it has been thousands of years in the world.

 For Luo Chen in the foundation building stage, a thousand years is too long.

 But during the repetitive days of practicing alchemy and meditating, time had passed to the second year when Luo Tian participated in the war.

 On this day, Min Longyu returned to Luotianhui.

 He did not come back alone, but he also came back alone.

 This term is somewhat contradictory.

 But when Sima Huiniang looked at the coffin in the main hall, her whole body froze.

"A month ago, the Seventh Mountain of Jilei was attacked by the Yan Alliance army, and the Golden Pill monks took action. The Seventh Mountain was jointly guarded by the casual cultivator forces, and the Yan Alliance Golden Pill blasted away the Luoyun Sect with its overwhelming power. The formation was set up, but the Ice Castle Jindan could not rescue them, and the Seventh Mountain was declared lost."

“In this battle, the scattered cultivators had no one to command and were completely defeated.”

"We, Luo Tianhui, only guarded a remote trail. We could have retreated calmly, but we were intercepted by a small team led by a late-stage foundation-building monk."

“Even if I shocked the great monk with a five-thunder formation, the Luo Tianhui monk would still receive a huge impact.”

“In this battle, Luo Tianhui lost forty-three qi-refining monks, and the elder Li Yingzhang was seriously injured. Fortunately, he survived with the rescue of the master of the hall, Xu Huanzhen.”

“Among them is the master of Douzhan Hall.”

Min Longyu lowered his head and recounted the situation sadly.

 The master of the Douzhan Hall is none other than Sima Xian!

Sima Huiniang, who was sitting at the top, clutched the armrest of the chair with her fingers and said in a cold voice:

 “That great monk, who is his name?”

Min Longyu's expression was stagnant, and he was a little unable to answer.

Sima Huiniang took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

“In the late stage of Yan Alliance’s foundation building, he is by no means an unknown person. Don’t you even know the origin of the other party? Or is he not a monk of Yan Alliance, but just a vassal of Sword Sect?”

Min Longyu gritted his teeth and said: "It was late at night and I couldn't see his true appearance. I only heard a monk in the early stage of foundation building calling him Kuchan."

 Withered toad!

Sima Huiniang silently recited this name, as if she wanted to carve it into the depths of her soul.

After a long time, she slowly asked: "Where is Wang Yuan?"

Min Longyu breathed a sigh of relief and said again: "At that time, I was worried that other Yan League monks would arrive, so I activated the five-thunder blast formation in advance. I wanted to severely damage the enemy and then take my Luo Tianhui monks away."

“Unexpectedly, despite being severely wounded, the opponent still pursued and killed him relentlessly. The master of Sima Palace also died in the pursuit.”

“Seeing the urgency of the situation, Palace Master Wang, Palace Master Xu, and Elder Li took action one after another.”

"In the end, I withdrew the remaining soldiers from the Seventh Mountain. Palace Master Xu brought Elder Li back, but Palace Master Wang disappeared without a trace."

The eldest brother died in the battle, Li Yingzhang was seriously injured in the second, and more than forty Qi-refining monks died tragically in the middle.

Even Wang Yuan, the first person under the president of Luotianhui, is missing now!

Sima Huiniang closed her eyes, and the depressive atmosphere continued to spread.

“President, my condolences.”

"go out!"

Min Longyu sighed and had no choice but to leave Huixin Hall.

 After she went out, there was silence in the hall.

 After a long time, Sima Huiniang walked down from above, walked to the coffin, and pushed open the coffin lid with difficulty.

 Looking at the unrecognizable corpse inside, he couldn't help but cover his mouth.

 …

 After leaving Huixin Hall, Min Longyu felt relaxed all over.

 But when he turned around and faced a pair of eyes, he trembled subconsciously.

 Newly promoted foundation builders Murong Qinglian and Gu Caiyi.

 Qin Liangchen, Bian Zhen, Yuan Dongsheng and his wife…

 Many monks stared at him, as if they wanted to ask a thousand questions.

At the foot of the mountain, there are even more sounds of crying and wailing.

Luo Tianhui has been taking root in Tianlan for more than ten years, and many monks from the war hall have started families.

Now that a large number of corpses have returned, the grief of relatives reaches the sky.

It actually makes the Danxia dusk so miserable.

"Everyone..." Min Longyu just opened his mouth when he received countless questions.

“Elder Min, how is my eldest brother?” The person asking was Li Yingzhang’s sister Li Yingjun.

Min Longyu subconsciously replied: "I was injured at the hands of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, but my life was saved."

 Hearing the previous sentence, Li Yingjun went limp. Fortunately, her husband Yuan Dongsheng supported her.

　But the last sentence made her breathe a sigh of relief.

 “Why didn’t you come back even though you were injured?”

“That’s because Master Yin Yue of Ice Castle forbids anyone to leave. Even I was allowed to bring back the remains of the monks who died in the battle only after Master Jueqing asked.”

 “How could there be such an inhumane order?”

Min Longyu smiled bitterly and was speechless for a moment.

 In war, where can we talk about human feelings?

“Elder Min, can you see my husband Duan Feng? How is he now? Is he injured? Can you tell me some news?”

“The disciples of the Luo Yun Sect have also joined the battle. You can see my child Xiao Hu. His name is Qin Yuanjiang.”

“What about Lao Zhang? They all said he was dead, but why didn’t I see his body?”

 …

 Questions are constantly being asked from the crowd.

This scene seems to be even more terrifying than the enemy team led by the great monk in the late stage of foundation building.

Min Longyu took a step back subconsciously, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

I don’t know who shouted.

 “The president is here!”

 The next moment, the crowd dispersed automatically to make way for them.

On the jade trail, Luo Chen walked step by step with a calm expression.

When he got closer, he turned around and looked at the pair of eager eyes.

 “Nothing to do?”

 “How dignified it is to gather here!”

“For those who don’t know, I thought you were going to eat Min Longyu and force President Sima into the palace.”

"go back!"

"Each go back to your own palace. I will notify you of the specific situation later."

 Under his calm face, what he spat out were words of scolding.

Over the years, Luo Chen has always been gentle and approachable in meetings.

The harshness and arrogance at this moment did not arouse the slightest resentment.

 Everyone lowered their heads and retreated silently.

“You two are leaving too, Min Longyu is staying.”

Murong Qinglian, the three foundation-building cultivators present, sighed and walked towards Qin Liangchen, who was waiting in the distance.

 Gu Caiyi’s face didn’t look very good either. She pointed to the quiet palace in front of her and left lightly.

 At this moment.

 At the entrance of the main hall, only Luo Chen and Min Longyu were left.

 Hardly any hesitation.

 Plop!

Min Longyu did not care at all about the dignity of the foundation-building cultivator and knelt down in front of Luo Chen.

“President, Long Yu deserves death for not protecting the Luo Tianhui brothers.”

“Who told you to kneel? Stand up and speak!”

 The crowd was gone, and Luo Chen's face showed a gloomy look for the first time.

　　Under his scolding, Min Longyu stood up feeling extremely guilty, but his waist was not as straight as before.

 (End of this chapter)