The First Saint of Alchemy

Tang Yan turned around and saw Feng Chenye walking towards him excitedly.

"Brother Feng, how was the harvest in the secret realm?" Tang Yan asked with a smile.

"It's not bad, but there is a ghost in the secret realm, but it scared me terribly!" Feng Chenye said with lingering fear.

Tang Yan was very surprised. Although there were many supernatural things in this world, he had never seen a ghost before. He immediately became interested: "How did you see it?"

"A few days ago, I was studying hard on a huge rock on the top of a mountain, and suddenly I had an enlightenment.

I was about to take out the desk and chairs and record them in detail, when I turned around and saw a ghost!

The ghost was so scary, his clothes were ragged, covered in blood, his hair disheveled, and his face was hideous.

The posture is also extremely weird, with his hands raised high and holding a big stone, as if he is performing a sacrificial ritual.

I was so frightened that I fell directly off the cliff, my spiritual power was lost, and I almost fell to death! "Even though a few days have passed, he still looks pale and has goosebumps all over his body when he recalls that experience.

"Were you alone at that time?" Tang Yan asked doubtfully.

"Hey! I don't pursue the realm of martial arts. I just want to study. I thought there would be no danger, so I didn't delay my tribe's search for opportunities. I didn't expect such a thing to happen!" Feng Chenye looked annoyed.

Tang Yan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be Zhu Zhao that Young Master Feng met?

Zhu Zhao was seriously injured, had no money, was isolated and helpless, and faced nearly ten thousand people hunting him down.

If he wants to survive, he needs elixirs and other resources to heal his injuries, so robbery is his best choice.

And his condition was indeed covered in blood and without weapons. You can only use stones as weapons and choose warriors who are alone and have low cultivation level!

The more he thought about it, the more he matched up with Zhu Zhao, and Tang Yan was speechless for a moment.

Is that a ghost in a strange pose?

"It's great that Brother Feng is safe and sound!" Tang Yan sighed sincerely. People are much scarier than ghosts. Feng Shen was not robbed at night, which is a sign of his fate.

"Well, it's a pity that I was frightened that day and forgot all about my original thoughts. That ghost is really hateful!" Feng Chenye looked angrily and asked, "Brother, what are you looking at here?"

Tang Yan did not hide anything and said, "Look at this mural to see if there is any mystery."

Hearing this, Feng Chenye also looked at the mural with great interest, identifying the figures on it while looking: "Human Emperor, Literary Saint, Taoist Patriarch, Buddha, Xuannv, Sword God, Alchemy Saint, Weapon Saint, Formation Saint!

The nine saints of the human race in the past have all fallen. It is so sad! "

Tang Yan was stunned when he heard this: "Brother Feng, do you know all these portraits?"

"I'm not a talented brother, I just read a few books crazily!" Feng Chenye's expression was indifferent, looking like a humble gentleman, then he returned to his true colors, winked and asked: "You don't know? Do you want me to tell you? "

Tang Yan said humbly: "Brother Feng, please give me some advice!"

Discovering that Tang Yan really didn't know, Feng Chenye was very excited and immediately showed off his knowledge: "One hundred thousand years ago, there were hundreds of races, but each race lived in an independent plane and did not invade each other.

But then the world changed drastically, the barriers between the various races were shattered, their fortunes were disordered, and all races began endless wars.

The human race is favored by God. The place where they live is full of spiritual energy and has countless resources. It is coveted by countless races. The human race is being persecuted by various races and is in danger.

At this time, the Human Emperor stepped forward and led the human race to resist foreign enemies.

God bless the human race, and great powers continue to appear in the human race, and later evolved into the Nine Saints and Eighteen Deities to protect the peace of the human race.

The war lasted for 70,000 years. In the end, there were five major races that were enemies of the human race, namely the demon race, the Gu race, the dragon race, the god race, and the blood race.

The five races prepared to join forces to annihilate the human race, and the Eighteen Nine Saints led their troops to suppress it. Since then, the five races have retreated, and the human race has prospered and become the master of the plane! "

Speaking of this, Feng Chenye was particularly sad: "It's a pity that the battle back then was too brutal, and the Nine Saints and Eighteen Saints died in exchange for the peace of the human race!"

Tang Yan was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that there were such touching stories behind these characters!

Holding his fists at Feng Chenye, Tang Yan sincerely praised: "Brother Feng is knowledgeable, I admire him!"

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!" Feng Chenye waved his hands repeatedly, but hearing Tang Yan's flattery, the corner of his mouth almost reached the back of his head.

Then he pretended to look at the mural and said, "Brother Wei, let me think about the mystery of this painting!"

Tang Yan looked at the Nine Saints on the mural, related it to the history explained by Feng Chenye, and then recalled what he had seen in the mine before, his heart was filled with excitement.

Although I have no personal experience, thinking about the 70,000 years of war, I know that the peace of the human race is hard-won.

All the Nine Saints and Eighteen Saints have fallen. The brutality of the war 30,000 years ago is probably unimaginable to ordinary people!

Looking at the Nine Saints, through their eyes, Tang Yan saw the determination of the sages to forever control the mountains and rivers, and the ardent expectations for the future generations!

A belief in taking the world as one's own responsibility grew in my heart.

Before Tang Yan could react, Feng Chenye said loudly: "Junior Feng Chenye, pay my respects to all the saints! If you are lucky enough to become a saint, you will follow the example of your ancestors and protect the peace of the people!"

Above the mural, the shadow of the literary saint suddenly appeared!

This vision shocked everyone around. They had never experienced this before!

Literary Saint looked around, his eyes fixed on Feng Chenye, and asked gently: "How to become a saint?"

Feng Chenye's mind went blank.

How could it cause such a big commotion just by saying something like this impromptuly?

How to become a saint? How could I know if I was riding a horse!

But he dared not say anything disrespectful to the saints. In a hurry, Feng Chenye pointed at Tang Yan and said loudly: "I don't know, but my brother must have a way. I will do whatever he does!"

When Wensheng heard Feng Chenye's answer, he seemed very disappointed, and his shadow gradually faded.

Tang Yan didn't know whether Wensheng's disappearance would affect his chance, and he didn't care about being high-profile. While Wensheng's shadow was still there, he said loudly: "Disciple Tang Yan will definitely follow the will of the ancestors.

Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, inherit the unique knowledge of the past saints, and open peace for all generations!"

As soon as the voice fell, the mural suddenly shone brightly.

With a "boom", the smooth cliff suddenly cracked and moved to both sides, forming an open space.

Everyone hurriedly looked and found that there was a battlefield inside.

On the battlefield, the nine saints of the human race fought with the alien army.

Each saint was in an offensive state, and opposite them were the traces of their moves.

The destructive power brought by the moves is extremely great, and one move is enough to cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split.

These traces of attacks seem to contain infinite artistic conception, which makes people want to comprehend and learn.

Seeing these scenes, everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that this place was called "Shandao Cliff", it turned out that there was something hidden inside!

Inside the mysterious hall.

The Human Emperor stood up suddenly and couldn't help laughing up to the sky: "The one who can open this door must be a saint! Why can't the human race prosper forever?

Thirty thousand years is too short, I want the human race to prosper for thousands of years!"

"This kid has the soul of Gu in his body, and the saint is also a saint of the Gu clan, what are you proud of." The nine-tailed fox curled his lips.

"Ignorant wild dog!" The Human Emperor snorted coldly, too lazy to explain: "You wait and see!"