Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 87 The Death of the Foundation-Building Monk

“What, you said that a great monk in the late stage of foundation building died in our Dahefang?”

 Luo Chen, who had just gone out early in the morning, was startled by the sound of discussions in the yard.

 Qin Liangchen and his wife, Gu Caiyi, even Bai Meiling and Feng Xia all gathered together.

The thing they were discussing with great enthusiasm was the death of a monk who was in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Bai Meiling chirped and said: "The corpse was found the day before yesterday. A Jindan monk from Ailao Mountain used the soul tablet and tracking magic weapon to fish it out from the bottom of the Lancang River near Dahefang."

 “It’s not suicide, it’s homicide!”

  Nonsense, who is such a good monk that he can’t think of committing suicide?

Luo Chen couldn't help but ask: "Since he was killed by someone, why didn't the enemy dispose of the body? The method of sinking the river is too crude. It is better to use high-level real fire to burn the body to eliminate traces."

“The enemy probably wants to, but can’t do it!”

Bai Meiling tilted her little head and said this.

 “If everyone is killed, can’t the body still be destroyed?”

“The foundation-building monk has a defensive magic weapon. It is said that his wife specially obtained it for him from the golden elixir elder.”

 A defensive magic weapon!

Luo Chen’s eyelids twitched.

 Soon, he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

 Why are Bai Meiling and Qin Liangchen talking, but Gu Caiyi is not participating in the discussion?

Seeing Luo Chen looking over, Gu Caiyi looked a little complicated.

"Fei Bowen does have a strange defense magic weapon, and it has a very strange function, called Fan Cong. It is said that after unfolding, it will turn into a small fairy house, isolating all spiritual power inside and outside. Unless you have a late-stage golden elixir The attack means, otherwise the cage cannot be broken."

“Of course, once the cage is unfolded, the people inside cannot get out and can only wait for others to rescue them.”

 It is truly a magical weapon.

 Defend the enemy and lock yourself in place.

Murong Qinglian was very surprised, "Caiyi, do you know that late-stage foundation-building monk?"

Gu Caiyi nodded slightly and pointed to a piece of gauze clothing on her body.

“This is a high-grade defensive magic weapon that he gave me when he first settled in Dahefang Tianxiang Tower.”

A high-grade defensive magic weapon is actually given away to others at will?

That dead late-stage foundation builder was so generous!

 For a moment, Murong Qinglian, Bai Meiling and the others looked a little strange when they looked at Gu Caiyi.

Gu Caiyi didn’t explain. She also wanted to return the magic weapon, but the other party refused to accept it.

He also said that there is no rule to take back the things he gave away. That is a slap in his face!

 “Fei Bowen?”

Luo Chen recited the name again and subconsciously said, "Isn't that the contractor from Ailao Mountain?"

 Foreman?

Gu Caiyi already knew the meaning of this term.

She rolled her eyes at Luo Chen, sighed and said, "It is indeed him, otherwise Master Jindan of Ailao Mountain would not have come to find him in person. For this reason, the Dahefang Shop Xianzhuju in Ailao Mountain, this It was closed for two days.”

Xianzhuju is closed?

Luo Chen suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the Ailaoshan monk who helped him build the alchemy room the day before yesterday didn't even ask for the remaining payment and left in a hurry.

 It turns out that something big happened at home!

"He came to Dahefang to repair the spiritual residence and help build the Taoist discussion platform. Who will kill him? Who can kill him?" Luo Chen was extremely curious, and even asked about the origin of the other party, " Not to mention his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, just because he is the son-in-law of the Golden Core monk’s granddaughter, no one should dare to touch him!”

Everyone was puzzled and chatted for a while before having to disperse.

 After all, everyone still has classes to attend.

However, before leaving, Murong Qinglian still told everyone to be careful when entering and exiting.

 It is said that Fei Bowen's murderer was a foreign monk, and he was probably still lurking in Dahefang.

 Everyone said yes to this, but they didn’t take it seriously.

They are all doing big business, and they are killing late-stage foundation-building monks. How can they have time to stare at small fish and shrimps like them?

In Luo Chen’s words, he has the attitude of “As long as I am a piece of shit, no one can step on me.”

This statement was scolded by several female neighbors.

 The alchemy room is about to be completed, and the number of people coming and going has not only not decreased, but has increased in number.

Luo Chen is no longer as leisurely as before and has become busy.

“Roldo, Luo Wudi’s nephew, is at the fourth level of Qi Refining.”

“Yang Qi, the son of Longpanhu Yang Wei, is at the first level of Qi refining and is only nine years old! Are these all going to be sent to the Alchemy Hall?”

"Mi Li, the granddaughter of the old man Mi Shuhua? She is at the fourth level of Qi Refining and is twenty-one years old. It seems that her qualifications are not very good, otherwise she would have been sent to the big sect."

  Faces that were immature, yearning, doubtful, or proud appeared in Luo Chen's mind.

These are the people who were stuffed into his alchemy hall by the heads of various halls.

Luo Chen couldn't refuse, because this was the condition he agreed to at the Haoyue Hall meeting.

  Will do their best to cultivate alchemy skills for their descendants.

Of course, teach, Luo Chen will definitely teach.

 But whether he uses his intentions or not, it all depends on him.

 How many of these people can be disciples?

Are you kidding the world of immortality? He, Luo Chen, is still consolidating the foundation of alchemy!

Holding the Baicao Illustrated Book, Luo Chen glanced at the group of young people in the valley and couldn't help but curl his lips.

These people are unreliable, and he has to train another group of tool people.

 In Xieyue Valley, a group of young people gathered together, bored and chatting casually. In his words, there was no lack of curiosity about Luo Chen, the master of the Alchemy Hall.

 “He is not older than me, right? Can he become the head of the hall?”

 The person who spoke was Luo Wudi’s nephew, Roldo.

 He has a fierce aura, which shows that he has been in the mountains and seen the blood of monsters and beasts.

 It’s just that this qualification is of little use in front of others.

Whose elders were killed in the mountains by mountains of corpses and seas of blood?

Tang Quan sneered, "Yes, you are older than him. But your level is not as high as his. Apart from being able to fight, what else can you compare to him? You need to be technical when you come out to hang out!"

Tang Quan, once asked about the recommended seed players.

Has no relation to Zeng Wen, he is purely a descendant of one of his brothers who died before him.

Knowing that Zeng Wen had a good relationship with Luo Chen, he subconsciously leaned toward Luo Chen.

Roldo blushed and said, "Yes, you are very skilled. I must have learned a lot about how to be a queen with your sick uncle!"

Tangquan suddenly stood up!

 “Little Zha San, can you say it again?”

 “I’m afraid of you!”

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, the others were helpless.

Tangquan is really not afraid of Roldo. His father died long ago and his uncle didn't care much about him before. So he would go into the mountains to kill monsters with the people from the war hall from time to time.

 In terms of realm, the two are evenly matched.

 “Everyone, stop arguing, okay?”

Hearing these gentle words, Tang and Luo had no choice but to say a few harsh words and stopped arguing.

Just because the other party is the granddaughter of gang leader Mi Shuhua, and the other party's mother Mi Junping is also the leader of the Hall of Honors.

  Rice grains, three spiritual root qualifications, fourth level of Qi refining.

 A cheek as beautiful as a flower, but always with a sickly paleness.

She forced a smile and said, "Everyone comes to the alchemy hall because they want to learn alchemy from the master, so why make it so embarrassing."

 Some people agreed, while others were silent.

 As for Dantang, they also know something from their elders.

 Some people value it, and some people disdain it.

 Hence, the compositions of these juniors who come to the Alchemy Hall are also different.

Some of them were wanted to be sent here to learn alchemy, and some were simply sent here to do the job perfunctorily.

Mi Li sighed, feeling panic in his heart.

 She is not very important in the Mi family.

With a congenitally deficient constitution, she wasted a lot of resources from her parents but gained nothing.

Now, under the leadership of Mi Shuhua, the Mi family is becoming more and more prosperous, and there are endless talents in the family. There is even a person of her generation who will have the opportunity to join the sect.

 Her status has plummeted.

Now her mother insists on sending her to the Alchemy Hall, but she doesn’t know what she means.

 Are you just sending it off, or do you hope that she will actually learn something?

Just when she was panicking, the little friend next to her screamed strangely.

She raised her head and saw a streak of earthy yellow light crossing the sky and leisurely entering the depths of the Xianyue Valley.

 “It’s grandpa!” Mi Li thought.

“Xiao Luo, how is your research on the Chalcedony Pill going?”

As soon as he landed, Mi Shuhua went straight to Huanglong.

Huanglong-Luo Chen rolled his eyes, "You really believe me, I only bought it a few days ago! If it were so easy to make, wouldn't your Mi family have been selling it like crazy?"

Mi Shuhua smiled. He also knew that he was in a hurry.

 But after a conversation with Wang Haichao last night, in addition to telling Gao Tingyuan not to trouble Luo Chen in the future.

 Another thing made him urgent.

 That is, if the Poshan Gang Dantang can really produce good elixirs, the Dajiang Gang will also get involved.

 At that time, through the channels of the Dajiang Gang, their elixirs can be sold to other markets.

 Sighed, Mi Shuhua suppressed his urgency.

"The opening day will be three days later, and some of our internal monks will be invited to watch the ceremony."

“I’m going to hold a ceremony for you, do you have any ideas?”

Luo Chen blinked, ritual? Pomp?

The bigger the better, of course!

“Okay, let’s open the hall and the furnace at the same time. I’ll also show you a little bit about what it means to be a master of alchemy!”

 (End of this chapter)