Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 607 Do you really want to die?

Pengdao is a very large island with lush forests and waterbirds.

Even after Luo Chen settled in, it still maintained its original appearance, with just a few palaces built.

Except for the Xingdou Hall where he practices and the dormitory hall where Tianxuan lives, there is only one more Qingyang Hall built.

This Qingyang Hall is the side hall where Luo Chen makes daily alchemy and casting tools.

At this moment, in the Qingyang Hall, the Hunyuan Cauldron is high in it, and the true fire of the origin is burning brightly.

Luo Chen, who was dressed in black, stared at the cauldron. He continued to use the spiritual skills in his hands, and basic mineral materials flew into it like streams of light.

“When I chose the Hunyuan Cauldron as my natal magic weapon, I really made the right choice.”

“This treasure can not only be used to refine elixirs, but can even be used to cast tools. It saves me a lot of effort in collecting auxiliary tools for casting tools.”

Luo Chen sighed with emotion and paid full attention to the reaction of Ding Zhong's mineral materials.

As the muscles on his arms trembled, Luo Chen swung the fire hammer and hit the meteorite again and again.

He frowned and moved his hand, and a palm-sized golden stone flew out of the cauldron.

 However, through the high-strength casting, he found that his body was gradually absorbing the remaining Black Emperor Paste in his body, making his body refining progress faster and faster.

 Even, Luo Chen felt that it was more troublesome than refining alchemy.

Although he can't directly refine the demon emperor's sludge, he can experiment little by little with the details of Penglai's set of magic weapons.

Dang!

 As the last hammer fell, Luo Chen looked at the meteorite in his hand that had shrunk by one-third and showed a satisfied smile.

If other famous casters were here, they might be confused about what Luo Chen said about the "blue mysterious armor".

 The shadows of hammers flew, and sparks rained down.

After muttering something, Luo Chen threw the meteorite into the True Fire of Kuron and calcined it at extremely high temperatures.

 It takes quite a lot of mana to cast the weapon together.

"How do I feel that in a few years, when I have mastered the Fire Hammer Technique, I will still be able to control this magic weapon better than its original master?"

Amidst the flying sparks, the impurities in the meteorite are becoming less and less.

Level 4 Black Emperor Plaster is so powerful!

 Even if Luo Chen continuously operates the perfect "Confluence of Ten Thousand Daos" and uses the True Fire Tempered Body of Kurong, he still cannot perfectly absorb the fourth-level Black Emperor's Cream.

Luo Chen believed that as long as he finished everything, and then started directly refining the demon emperor's sludge, the success rate would be greatly improved!

 The core is the Two Array Array, which is very simple. It can be yin and yang or heaven and earth, odd or even or hard and soft. The black and yellow universe can be two forms of each other, and the pure and turbid water and fire can also be two forms of each other. In short, taking the opposite meaning, the array arranged has the true meaning of Liangyi.

 It is the Flowing Fire Hammer obtained from the Baizooshan Golden Elixir monk.

Luo Chen has been trying to overcome each of these problems one by one over the years.

After erasing the mark of the original owner's consciousness, Luo Chen sacrificed it as a replacement for the Xuanhuo Sword.

 Subsequently, he turned his wrist and a small hammer fell into his hand.

However, after many studies over the years, he discovered that there is another mystery behind these two Yi Liujia formations.

 “I knew it, cheap stuff doesn’t mean good stuff.”

This fire attribute attack magic weapon is not of high grade, only low grade, but it has an excellent carrying effect on fire attribute mana.

However, it is not without benefits.

The method for refining the Penglai Immortal Sect's defensive magic weapon given by Yu Gao is a set of refining methods that combines ancient weapon refining techniques with the mainstream of today's weapon refining.

 During combat, the attack power is slightly mediocre, mainly because the flying speed is too slow and it is difficult to hit the enemy.

However, when it is cast, it can show its brilliance.

How can we not do the best of both worlds?

“Is this meteorite treated well?”

Facing those complicated difficulties, the most difficult point is the set of fourth-level formations that need to be arranged to refine the magic weapon!

 It’s called Liangyi Liujia Formation!

When Luo Chen first saw it, he scolded his mother for a while, what kind of magic weapon needs to be engraved with a fourth-level formation, and it is not the refining of the Hunyuan Cauldron!

 Actually, this is just a clever choice of name by Luo Chen.

“This quality can be used to refine the mysterious blue armor.”

Isn’t this a third-level defensive formation?

 At least when refining high-level magic weapons, hammering the mineral materials day after day had an excellent training effect on his body.

It is precisely after feeling this harvest that Luo Chen's frequency of casting instruments in recent years and the output of magical instruments will become higher and higher.

How did it become the name of a magical weapon?

Hand in hand with the small hammer, Luo Chen took off his black clothes, revealing a body of knotted muscles.

 Suddenly.

At the same time, the proficiency of the Casting Technique - Flowing Fire Hammer Technique on the attribute panel is also constantly improving bit by bit.

 There are many difficulties in it, whether it is the selection of materials or the requirements for casting skills, etc.

Although it is the fourth level, it is actually a combination of seven sets of third-level formations.

About half a stick of incense time later, he summoned the meteorite again and landed it on a huge stone pier in Qingyang Hall.

 Han Zhan is very proficient in this!

 Luo Chen can naturally master it easily.

The difficult thing is the so-called Liujia!

 Six sets of third-level defensive formations.

Youlan Xuanjia Formation is one of them. This is also the famous water defense formation among the third-level formations.

In addition, there are Minghuangyan A Formation, Yimu Qingjia Formation and so on.

Each set is an excellent defensive formation among the third-level formations. It is quite difficult for ordinary people to get used to it.

 Comparatively, the Youlan Xuanjia Formation is already the simplest among them.

 Luo Chen has already started to learn after studying these years.

 What he wants to do now is to refine a defensive magic weapon according to Penglai's method!

Although the Liangyi Liujia Formation cannot be directly engraved, one of them, the Youlan Xuanjia Formation, is planned to be placed on it.

 Use the same refining method, some formations and materials to refine similar magic weapons. Even if you fail, the cost will not be high, and if you succeed, you can accumulate relevant experience.

 This is what Luo Chen really thinks.

Just when Luo Chen was looking at the meteorite, his brows suddenly raised, he turned around and looked in the direction of Penghu.

 “The evil guest has finally arrived!”

 …

 The Fulong Mountains are very large and stretch for thousands of miles.

According to ancient legend, this is the place where a wild beast fell and rested.

It is precisely because of this that it has become the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, with countless casual cultivators practicing in seclusion.

 In the mountains, there are undulating mountains and crisscrossing ravines.

 There are both green trees and green sky, as well as waterfalls and streams.

 Large rivers and lakes flow in it, and birds and animals are common.

If it weren't for the remote location and its proximity to the Yuan Mo Sect in the early years, so no monks from other forces dared to get involved, how could this place be so advantageous to the Ten Thousand Immortals Club?

Eight Hundred Miles Penghu is a spiritual land in the south of the Fulong Mountains.

　　This spiritual land has always had a great reputation within the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, and many people are aware of this spiritual land.

 The main reason is its embarrassing situation.

There are several third-level spiritual veins and more than twenty second-level spiritual veins in it. It can be said to be a spiritual land that ordinary Golden Pill monks and Foundation-building monks dream of.

 But unfortunately, Wanxianhui is not rented out separately!

 The rental price is almost the same as that of those third-level top-grade caves.

 In this way, ordinary Jindan monks would naturally not choose this place as their first choice.

 And those Jindan monks who are wealthy will not choose this place as a place for long-term cultivation.

 It’s not that renting is unaffordable, but it’s not cost-effective.

  After all, not everyone can be like Luo Chen, who can arrange formations and raise the level of spiritual veins to the upper level.

 Due to these reasons, Babaili Penghu has been vacant for many years.

 Until, the rumored Demon Lord Qingyang moves in!

Today, there is a group of uninvited guests in the eight hundred miles of Penghu.

In the sky, a bright cloud boat slowly descended, and huge air waves stirred up the lake water, rolling backwards.

The Qi Refining monk stationed at the Fengbo Pavilion by the lake looked nervous and cautiously stepped forward to ask.

“I dare to ask the name of the senior, if there is a greeting card, do you need me to inform Master Qingyangzi?”

 He did not mention the Zhang family on Cailian Island.

This Yunzhou looks like a magic weapon. How could its owner condescend to take the initiative to visit a foundation-building family? The most likely reason is that he came to Master Qingyangzi, the lord of Penghu.

 Just like the owner of Moyun Cave not long ago.

On the cloud boat, there are hundreds of silhouettes of foundation-building monks.

Those people looked indifferent and did not want to answer the Zhang family's Qi Refining monk's inquiry at all.

 Suddenly, these people spread out and made way for them.

 Seven figures slowly emerged.

 There are old and young, male and female.

Every person exudes powerful spiritual pressure.

Brother Feng Boting swallowed his saliva, his two legs trembled, and he could hardly stand still.

 Seven golden elixir monks!

 The leader is dressed in purple robes, the sky is full, and his eyes are clear and lively.

 He glanced at the Qi Refining monk and nodded to an old man beside him.

The old man did not hesitate and struck out an object, which fell into the hands of the Qi Refining monk.

 “This is the invitation from my master!”

“Junior, inform your master quickly, don’t delay my master’s important matters.”

Hearing this, the Qi Refining monk was still nervous, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.

 Fortunately, there was no forced entry.

He took the prayer card, entered the pavilion, placed the prayer card on a stone platform in the pavilion, and put a spiritual stone into it at the same time.

 In an instant, spiritual light bloomed.

 The golden greeting card slowly floated in it, and then slowly fell down after a moment.

 Beside the lake, on the cloud boat, seven Jindan monks were talking.

"My lord, the Lord of Penghu is also a man of no courage. The monks guarding the door under his command are only in the Qi refining period and cannot even be used as foundation-building monks."

“It’s really ridiculous! Anyone who is a member of the Golden Core Force and guards the portal should be a true cultivator of foundation building.”

 It looks like seven people are talking, but in fact there are only two who talk a lot, and they are two octogenarians.

 The title in their mouths is also "Lord".

As for other people, although they also laughed at Yan Yan, when talking to the man in purple, they mostly addressed him as "fellow Taoist", "brother Taoist", "brother Huangfu" and so on.

 Huangfusong looked at this scene with a smile.

“Such a treasured land can be obtained by those who are destined to get it. It is really a waste for a lonely person like Qingyangzi to live here.”

However, when his consciousness sensed the fluctuations in the formation in the pavilion, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

“This formation is interesting. It’s a bit like the beacon tower I used in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it’s also very clever and can convey the message on the greeting card.”

Some people nearby heard this and expressed their own opinions.

"I heard that the Lord of Penghu is a master caster who is proficient in the art of casting magic weapons. Casting tools and formations are usually inseparable. In this generation, most of them are masters of formation masters. Perhaps it is their improved low-level skills. Let’s use the formation method!”

Huangfu Song glanced at the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

On the other hand, the old man in black on the side said disdainfully: "You have been deceived. That Qingyangzi is just famous among low-level casual cultivators. What he can really do is to refine high-grade magic weapons. He is a member of my generation." , As long as you are willing to work hard and spend a hundred years, you can achieve this, how can you talk about being a master of casting? "

Although the others smiled and nodded, they didn’t agree too much.

 Some people pointed to the distance.

 Indistinctly, there are streaks of escaping light, one after another, looking at this place in the distance among the rolling mountains and misty white clouds.

Huangfu Song was angry in his heart. Most of the Jindan monks he had snare were coveting his method of conceiving babies, and they had no loyalty at all. The only ones he could really rely on were the two veterans.

On the other side, I was also secretly happy.

Such a grand and leisurely flight to Penghu caused many casual cultivators from the Fulong Mountains to come out to watch the fun, which suited him exactly.

 When there are more people watching, it will be much more convenient for me to negotiate terms with Qingyangzi.

Even if we can't reach an agreement, if we do it in front of everyone, the other party won't be able to argue with it after losing.

 High-level monks also need to be shameless.

 …

 In the mountains, many casual cultivators who came after hearing the news looked at the cloud boat on the bank of the big lake. Three or five friends gathered together and talked among themselves.

"What are you going to do? Fight? If you want to fight, just start fighting. Why are you waiting so obediently?"

"If you don't want to fight, then it's definitely a visit." "Who comes to visit and brings a family with him? Seven golden elixirs, hundreds of foundation-building monks, such a battle, if you say you want to cut down the mountain and wipe out the family, I believe it. "

"That's true. I heard from the monks at Moyun Cave before that the master of Moyun Cave visited Master Qingyangzi in a simple carriage and only brought a few maids with him."

“So, this is courtesy first and then attack?”

 “That’s how it should be.”

Low-level monks gather together, and high-level monks also have their own places to go.

 In other words, Huangfusong chose a good time.

Recently, several Jindan monks who are active in casual cultivation are organizing private gatherings to communicate. When they heard the news today, they simply joined hands and traveled together to watch the fun.

At this moment, several golden elixirs gathered on a peak, looking at the clear Penghu Lake in the distance.

“Huangfu Song is rumored to be of the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. When the Yuan Mo Sect destroyed the Great Zhou Dynasty with minor punishments and large punishments, it did not eradicate the roots. Instead, it allowed these remnants to become a climate.”

“Now it seems that I am trying to find the spiritual land of Penghu and make a comeback!”

 “Good luck and insight!”

“Haha, how knowledgeable am I! These news have been circulating for many years. I thought Huangfu Song would choose the Hundred Ghost Cave in the Fulong Mountains, but he didn’t expect to fall in love with the Eight Hundred Mile Penghu.”

"You don't know something about this. One of the three adults of the Monster Hunting Department, the ghost boy, realizes that there is no hope of being promoted to the Nascent Soul. He plans to establish a family, spread its branches and leaves, and leave a bloodline inheritance. The Hundred Ghost Cave is the one planned by the opponent. The ground has been secretly arranged over the years.”

 In the past few years, the Demon Hunting Department has had a total of three eight-star demon hunters, all of whom are at the ninth level of the Golden Core.

 They are Diaosou, Zihou and Ghost Boy respectively.

These three people, after reaching the level of eight-star demon hunters, have taken over the power of the demon hunting department and rarely go out on missions.

 The so-called "Sir" is the honorific title given to the three of them.

 After learning that the ghost boy had booked the Hundred Ghost Cave, the Golden Pill monk couldn't help but suddenly realized.

 In the Fulong Mountains, spiritual veins are scattered, there are countless small spiritual lands, and there are also countless high-grade ones.

 But there are not many large spiritual sites like Baigui Cave and Penghu.

 They have also been looking for it over the years. Spiritual lands like that are prepared by the Wanxian Society for some casual cultivators who are interested in establishing their power.

 Obviously, Huangfu Song was eyeing Qingyangzi, a "lonely man".

“Tell me, if things get serious, will the Monster Hunting Department take care of it?”

"Haha, who knows. Maybe the three adults have already been watching in secret."

While everyone was chatting, someone suddenly looked at a man in the corner who looked unnaturally pale.

“Fellow Taoist Duanli, I remember that you joined the association together with Qingyangzi, right?”

 Duan Li nodded unnaturally.

He joined this casual gathering to seek a way to heal his injuries, but he didn't expect that halfway through the gathering, everyone ran out to watch the fun.

What I didn't expect was that one of the lively parties was Qing Yangzi, whom I knew.

However, if you think about it carefully, this is expected.

Eight hundred miles of Penghu, how many people are thinking about it.

 After learning that Luo Chen had chosen this place, Duanli had guessed that this might happen, and even tried to persuade Luo Chen to do so.

 If the other party insists on having its own way, it will eventually happen.

 He sighed, "I did join the association with Qingyangzi, and we have been in contact with each other privately over the years."

The person next to him smiled and said, "If he can't hold on anymore, will you help him?"

Duanli was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth, but no words came out for a long time.

 …

 Cailian Island.

As a large island with a medium-sized second-order spiritual vein in the 800-mile Penghu Lake, it is not located in the center of the lake, but closer to the lakeside area.

 Hence, Yun Zhou’s arrival was immediately noticed.

 Zhang Jiadi held his daughter Qingqing in his arms and looked at this scene with a sad expression.

 Behind him are some casual cultivators who have joined the Zhang family in recent years.

 The so-called immortal family cannot be established overnight.

Among these people, some are from the natal family of his wife Wenxiu in her early years, and more are casual practitioners with little family wealth and no one to rely on.

In order to have the shelter of a big tree and to practice spiritual practice, he voluntarily joined the Zhang family to be driven by him.

Perhaps a hundred years later, when the Zhang family becomes more prosperous, these people will gradually become marginalized, but at least for now, they are still the mainstay of the Zhang family.

 At this moment, there were a lot of comments behind him, mostly worried and desperate.

The buzzing sound is like a mosquito, annoying.

 Zhang Jiadi turned around suddenly and glared fiercely.

 The momentum of the great monk in the later stage of foundation building suddenly exploded.

"Quiet!"

Everyone was shocked.

In recent years, Zhang Jiadi and Wen Xiu have been harmonious and docile, but they are not as strict as Wen Xiu. They have almost forgotten that the head of the family is the one with the highest cultivation level in the Zhang family.

 Zhang Jiadi's eyes were like a torch, and he swept all the way.

"There may be a big battle later, and life and death will only last a moment. My Zhang family is a vassal of Master Qingyang, so we should advance and retreat together."

 “I don’t want to hear any more depressing words.”

"If there is anyone who disobeys, he should be killed! If there is anyone who escapes from the formation, he should also be killed!"

 Some thoughtful people have changed their expressions.

Some people wanted to dissuade him, but before the words came out of his mouth, they were swallowed by looking at Zhang Jiadi's dark face.

 Zhang Jiadi took a deep breath, but he didn't feel much panic in his heart.

 Having made many inquiries and learned the details of the battle on Lengguang Island in detail, his admiration for Master Qingyang has already been deeply rooted in his bones.

It’s just seven Jindan monks.

In the battle on Lengguang Island, Demon Lord Qingyang faced more than this number of enemies.

In addition, and the most important reason is that he has already put down his wealth on Cailian Island.

If Master Qingyang is really defeated, then where should he go?

Are you going to become a casual cultivator again?

 He doesn't care, but what about his wife and daughter?

Because of all these reasons, he made up his mind instantly after being panicked at the beginning.

 In this battle, we must advance and retreat together with Master Qingyang, and we will follow each other in life and death!

 …

 Let’s not mention the reactions of all parties.

On the bank of Penghu, on the Yunzhou, the monks who came with Huangfu Song had gradually stopped communicating.

　Everyone’s face became more and more solemn.

 Because, there was never a reply from Pengdao.

Huangfu Song took a step forward and stood at the bow of the boat, facing the wind.

“I originally wanted to resolve this matter peacefully, but I didn’t expect that the owner here doesn’t even want to see or talk to me.”

"In that case, let me see the real deal!"

 A wave of the hand.

Suddenly, the Yunzhou rumbled into action and flew into Penghu like a piece of land, covering the sky and the sun.

 Initially, Yunzhou flies extremely fast.

 But gradually, the flying speed became slower and slower.

 An invisible force of lag covered the Yunzhou.

Not only that, there was a strong pulling force inside the lake, pulling Yunzhou lower and lower.

"Ye Lao, what's going on?" Huangfu Song asked the old man in black next to him. The man had been the supervisor of the Qintian Prison of the Great Zhou Dynasty in his early years and was proficient in formations.

Ye Lao looked calm, "It is a forbidden air formation, a formation that is deployed in large-scale cities and important fairy cities. Our magic weapon-level Yunzhou is not affected."

 Then, he looked suspiciously into the lake.

“However, there is another formation hidden in this forbidden air formation, which makes Yunzhou’s speed become slower and slower, and its altitude becomes lower and lower.”

He moved his fingers slightly and kept making secrets, as if he wanted to deduce the hidden rules of the formation's operation.

 But after a while, he shook his head.

"No, the time is too short. Moreover, the owner of this place has already arranged it, so I won't be able to deduce it for a while."

The old man in gray clothes next to him said in a sharp voice: "In that case, let's cross Penghu by force!"

Huangfu Song nodded, "Just follow what Duke Gui said."

The next moment, on the Yunzhou, hundreds of foundation-building monks sat down cross-legged, following the previously determined formation, and injected spiritual power into the Yunzhou.

 In an instant, Yun Zhou suddenly shook and his speed became faster again.

Huangfusong smiled when he saw this.

“It’s only a few hundred miles away, and we’ll be there in the blink of an eye. Qingyangzi, I hope you won’t disappoint me then!”

 Just when he was proud.

 Suddenly!

 In the eight hundred miles of Penghu, a vast amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth suddenly sprang out.

 Eight chains were formed to tie Yunzhou tightly.

 The huge force surged and was immediately suppressed.

 “How could it be so?”

Ye Lao's complexion changed drastically. Hundreds of foundations worked together, combined with the Yunzhou formation, not to mention the ordinary forbidden air formation. Even if the Jindan monk took action, it would be difficult to stop him.

But at this moment, Yunzhou was descending rapidly, and he could no longer think more.

“My lord, please abandon the boat and sail!”

 Huangfusong’s proud smile had long since disappeared, and he looked at the group of foundation-building monks swaying left and right on the Yunzhou.

 “What to do with these people?”

 Under the influence of this kind of formation, except for the Golden elixir monks, the Foundation Establishment monks cannot fly at all.

"You can't control it! Unless Qingyangzi wants to have a deadly feud with us, he won't kill us." Ye Lao advised loudly.

Huangfu Song hesitated, but finally made up his mind when he saw that Yun Zhou was about to fall into the water.

 “You will follow me out of the boat.”

In an instant, the spiritual pressure of the seventh level of his Golden Core suddenly unfolded and shot straight into the sky.

Behind him, six Jindan monks followed closely.

Even though the power of the formation was still suppressing them, the combined force of the seven of them was enough to fly through the air.

 An isolated island in Penghu, eight hundred miles away.

 A black wooden block, floating slowly.

 After noticing this, he snorted softly.

 “Boy Luo Chen, you can handle the rest by yourself!”

In recent years, Luo Chen has been trying too hard to get rid of him, including the secret technique of Yuan Dan and the Ying-Jiu Dan recipe, as well as the Soul-Nursing Wood Technique and the Spiritual Meridian Ascension given by the Mingyuan Sect. All the methods of taste have been collected.

 Let alone those knowledge of formations and knowledge in the world of immortality.

Han Zhan is not a thug, so helping him get rid of these miscellaneous fish is already a great act of kindness.

There are only seven golden elixirs, one late golden elixir, two middle golden elixirs, and four early golden elixirs. With Luo Chen’s current background, he can completely cope with it.

Especially, there is another Nascent Soul monk living in seclusion in the Fulong Mountains, and he doesn't want to be exposed too much.

 …

 The seven people flew higher and higher, and after breaking away from the suppression of the formation, they showed a look of lingering fear.

 As expected, it is not that easy to break into someone else's house.

Even before seeing the real master, the entire army was almost wiped out. This was too dangerous.

 They could feel that the power of the formation had not yet reached its peak.

If they all exploded, one or two of the seven would be lost anyway.

 Just when the seven people stopped.

 A voice came suddenly.

 “Do you really want to die?”

 (End of this chapter)