Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

The news that Luotian Sect held a Jindan Ceremony for Qu Lingjun was not only circulated within Luotian Territory.

This news was gradually received by many forces that were paying attention to the movements of the Luotian Sect.

After all, Luo Chen deliberately extended the time by half a year in order to recall the scattered Luotian Sect monks.

In half a year, with the communication speed of high-level cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, they were able to find out the relevant situation clearly.

In the Piaomiao Realm adjacent to the Luotian Realm, Gu Hong was having a secret conversation with someone in a low voice.

"Brother Yonghua, is my sect really gone?"

Lin Yonghua looked depressed, even desperate.

"Indeed, it is gone. I went to the edge of the abyss and all I saw was thunder and fire, and the abyss was surging."

"None of the brothers who went to Shangyouxian City survived."

Gu Hong swallowed his saliva, "What about Dongyang Sect? Didn't you go to ask about the situation?"

Lin Yonghua shook his head. "How dare I go? Don't you know that the Tianyuan Dao Sect has already begun to get involved in the Eastern Wasteland? The Dongyang Sect was the first to surrender and join them."

"How dare they!"

Gu Hong cursed loudly, stood up and paced in the secret room.

"Thinking back to the past, Dongyang Sect received so much benefit from our Mingyuan Sect. Every year, there were quotas for disciples to enter our Mingyuan Sect for exchange and study. Even the chief elder of Dongyang Sect was able to enter the late Nascent Soul stage after receiving guidance from the Tianyuan Patriarch. Now, they surrendered without a fight and welcomed the enemy Tianyuan Dao Sect into the East Wasteland!"

Lin Yonghua looked confused and murmured, "When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. It's just a common thing."

"A normal thing?"

Gu Hong turned his head suddenly, his face full of anger.

"If everyone is like this, then our Mingyuan Sect will really be gone."

Lin Yonghua raised his head blankly and looked up at this bad-tempered junior brother.

"what you up to?"

"What to do?" Gu Hong asked, "Don't you want to rebuild the Mingyuan Sect and restore the glory of the Holy Land?"

Lin Yonghua pointed at him and said, "Depend on you?"

Then he pointed at himself and said, "Lean on me?"

Then, he shook his head and said, "We are only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. How can we recreate the grand occasion of the hundreds of sects coming to pay tribute to the Mingyuan Holy Land?"

The anger on Gu Hong's face was not dispelled by his self-deprecating words. Instead, it became even more intense, and saliva flew as he spoke.

"My Mingyuan Sect is a large and powerful sect. Even if the holy land is gone and Shangyou City is destroyed, will there be no survivors?"

But in the end, I still felt a little bored.

"They are all mediocre people!"

Yes, in his opinion, all those people and forces that Junior Brother Gu Hong mentioned were just mediocre people.

If one is gifted, why would he be sent out by the sect to handle worldly affairs and waste time for cultivation?

Not everyone is like Senior Brother Ye Lingtian, who can directly preside over such an important event as the war between the two clans after leaving the mountain gate.

If you want to rely on these people to accomplish anything, I'm afraid it's wishful thinking.

Gu Hong said angrily: "Brother, why are you so self-destructive? Are you going to follow the example of the Dongyang Sect and establish your own sect?"

Lin Yonghua was moved.

However, before he could express that idea, Gu Hong mentioned a name.

"Chongming!"

"Don't forget, Junior Brother Chongming is still alive!"

"He is the disciple of Patriarch Hei Ze, and he also received the gift of the Alchemy Saint in Zhongzhou. Now he has realized the true meaning of the law and is traveling around. One day, he may be able to achieve the realm of transformation and recreate the Abyss!"

Lin Yonghua was shocked and thought of his junior fellow apprentice.

His talent is indeed extraordinary.

Lin Yonghua pursed his lips and said, "But we don't know where he is now."

Seeing that his senior brother had given in, Gu Hong's anger gradually subsided.

He said calmly: "So, we need to raise a big banner, gather our old followers, let the world know that our Mingyuan Sect has not completely collapsed, and at the same time attract the attention of Junior Brother Chongming."

Lin Yonghua looked up and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Gu Hong grinned fiercely.

"Brother, you haven't been home recently. Maybe you don't know that the neighbor nearby is about to hold a Danjie Ceremony for the disciples of Danzong."

"The Holy Land was destroyed, the Dan Sect fell, and the whole nation should be in mourning, but instead of thinking about remembering their ancestors, they wanted to do this kind of thing to bring good luck."

"Tell me, is his heart worthy of death?"

Lin Yonghua frowned, "Do you want to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, clean up the Luotian Sect, and then raise the Mingyuan flag again?"

"That's right!" Gu Hong nodded without hesitation, and then changed the subject, "Back then, our ancestor asked us to leave Mingyuan Holy Land and come here to establish a family. The purpose was not to expand, but to keep an eye on Luotian Sect. Once Dan Sect makes any unusual moves in the Holy Land, we will immediately take down Luotian Sect and clamp down on Dan Sect."

"Now that the Dan Sect has been buried with the Mingyuan Sect, I don't think there is any need for the Luotian Sect to exist anymore!"

Lin Yonghua nodded, "There is indeed no need for it to exist anymore."

The two brothers looked at each other and finally reached a tacit understanding.

From beginning to end, they didn't care about Luo Tianzong's reaction, nor did they consider whether they could take him down.

Even though the strength shown to the outside world by Luo Tianzong was not weak at all, they never doubted their own strength.

This is the pride of the disciples of the holy land!

They did what they said. They immediately summoned their clan members and disciples and marched north to present a generous gift to Qu Lingjun for his Dan-forming Ceremony!

…

In the five elements domain.

The mountain, which is shrouded in thick clouds all day long, has become a forbidden area.

All disciples of the Five Elements Divine Sect were ordered by the sect leader, True Man Shenhuo, not to approach Shenyuan Peak.

Everyone thought that the sect leader was afraid that they would disturb the Grand Elder's meditation.

Only Master Shenhuo knew that this was not what he was worried about.

Even he himself rarely set foot on this mountain.

But this time, I have to go there in person.

During the unspeakable wait, the formation on the mountain slowly opened, and he mustered up the courage to walk in.

"What is it?"

The hoarse voice, with a hint of sinisterness, made people feel cold on the back.

True Man Shenhuo lowered his head and did not dare to look at his senior brother.

He told his senior brother everything that had happened over the years, especially the destruction of Mingyuan Holy Land.

After Shen Yuan heard this, he was greatly shocked, and a complex and contradictory feeling suddenly erupted.

At that moment, Shenhuo's expression changed drastically, and he felt a lot of familiar auras from it.

There is Senior Brother Linmu’s, there is Junior Sister Qingchi’s…even the aura of that old ghost Motian is among them.

"Brother, what is he doing?"

After a while, a sinister laugh was heard from the cave.

"It's better to be gone!"

"It's better to be gone!"

"If Kurosawa hadn't ordered us to go to Cangwu Mountain for the second time, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

"That Qixia Yuanjun only left me one trick, leaving me to die or get hurt. They should have expected that the other party would take revenge."

"The Mingyuan Sect has been high and mighty in the Eastern Wasteland for too long. They are stubborn and proud, thinking that no one dares to provoke them."

"It's a pity that they didn't wait until I achieved the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Otherwise, I would have gone and told them how they bullied me all these years!"

Shenhuo lowered his head and didn't dare to say a word.

He knew how much resentment his senior brother harbored beneath his surface of submission to the Mingyuan Sect over the years.

A long time ago, the Mingyuan Sect said that it would accept Senior Brother into the mountains to practice on Mount Yamfu and strive to reach the realm of transformation.

After all, senior brother has five spiritual roots, and ordinary spiritual veins are simply unable to support him to climb to a higher level.

Only Mount Yamafu!

But over the years, Senior Brother has done so much for Mingyuan Sect, and even his cultivation has been damaged, but Mingyuan Sect has not extended an olive branch to him.

Finally, he casually sent his senior brother back to his hometown.

No Yuanying Zhenren could tolerate the disdain and teasing.

“Cough cough cough…”

The loud laughter suddenly turned into a cough.

Shenhuo quickly reminded: "Brother, take care of yourself."

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes and said with a half-smile: "You still care about me?"

Shen Huo was dignified and quickly changed the subject, "I heard that Luo Tian Sect is going to hold a Dan Jin Ceremony for a disciple of Dan Sect Luo Chen. It will be held soon. Should we..."

However, unlike his previous attitude towards Luo Tianzong, this time Senior Brother Shen Yuan was somewhat uninterested.

"Forget it. Luo Chen is already dead. There's no point in pinching those parasites that are attached to him."

Shenhuo nodded, then bowed respectfully and prepared to leave.

However, when he reached the gate of the cave, a gloomy voice came from behind him.

"It's been almost nine years, why hasn't any of those disciples achieved the Nascent Soul stage yet?"

Shenhuo trembled all over and wanted to explain, but his senior brother seemed too lazy to listen to his explanation and just said something lightly.

"Don't let me down!"

…

The news of Luo Chen's only disciple's Dan-forming ceremony spread far and wide.

The friendly sects Shenfu Sect and Jiuling Sect also received the news.

But they couldn't leave.

Because they are now facing huge pressure from the demon army stationed outside the six regions of the Far East, how can they visit in person?

And although it is difficult to say that people are forgotten after they leave, the news that Mingyuan was destroyed and Danzong Luo Chen was buried with him is known to everyone.

In this situation, Master Fu and Jiuling Yuanjun could only send one or two disciples to deliver a generous gift to express their gratitude.

The different reactions from different parties show the evil hearts of human beings and the various types of beings.

Only above the nine heavens, a figure came chasing the wind and the moon, with a murderous look on his face and a monstrous evil wind around him.

"Luo Chen!"

"Even if you die, I will never forget the hatred we had."

"The day of Luo Tian Sect's great joy is the day when I will massacre all your disciples and cut off your inheritance!"

…

"So deserted?"

Gu Hong and Lin Yonghua appeared in front of the Luotian Sect's mountain gate.

Behind him were tens of thousands of monks gathered from the Gu and Lin families.

Among them, there are more than ten Jindan clan members and disciples, and there are also foreign guests recruited in recent years.

Add to that the vast number of people who have established their foundation, and we can only see the tip of the iceberg of the Mingyuan Sect during its heyday.

Just the two separated families have such a strong fortune!

Perhaps this is why the demise of the Mingyuan Sect shocked the Eastern Wilds so much.

Gu Hong explained: "Senior Brother Lin may not know that Luotian Sect has not been recruiting new disciples like ordinary Nascent Soul Sects in recent years. It has only slightly increased its staff on the original basis. As of now, there are only 500 to 600 disciples."

"Five or six hundred disciples? This doesn't seem like the style of a Nascent Soul sect that owns the resources of an entire region!" Lin Yonghua frowned and spread out his spiritual sense to search for the enemy.

Gu Hongyang pointed in the direction of Motian Cliff.

"Luo Tianzong did not invite outsiders to watch the Jindan Ceremony this time. It was just an internal celebration."

"And the venue for the celebration is the Motian Cliff where Luo Chen lived back then."

"We will go straight to Huanglong!"

Lin Yonghua's face turned serious, "If that's the case, then let's go!"

Tens of thousands of monks marched towards the towering cliff that reached the clouds.

From the mountain gate to the Motian Cliff, the total distance is no more than a thousand miles.

With the escape speed of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator, it might take some time.

However, Gu Hong and Lin Yonghua were unable to wait, so they left the main group and arrived at Motian Cliff ahead of time.

They have to control the situation and prepare for the first thing to do to revive the Mingyuan Sect, which is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey and behead the person to raise the flag!

However!

After arriving at Motian Cliff, it was still deserted.

Only the Panlong Pillar stands in the air, with the green curtain hanging down like a waterfall.

The huge flag embroidered with runes fluttered in the wind, emitting a lonely echo in the empty sacred mountain.

The two landed in the square and looked at each other.

"Where are the people?"

"I don't know!"

At this moment, a sound came from above, like the sound of large and small pearls falling on a jade plate.

"You come here uninvited, so you are an unwelcome guest! My two Mingyuan Daoists, what are your names?"

Gu Lin and the other man raised their heads at the same time and looked towards the hundred-foot-high platform.

A graceful figure was sitting cross-legged on it, looking at them curiously.

Beautiful and strange, powerful and dangerous.

Especially the conspicuous black and white chess sect logo embroidered on the moon-white cloud pattern silk long skirt, which made the two men's expressions change drastically.

"Tianyuan Dao Sect!"

"The true teachings of the Nascent Soul!"

Could it be the helpers invited by Luo Tianzong?

That’s right!

Luo Chen was once a guest official of Tianyuan Taoist Sect. After he suffered persecution, it was natural for Luo Tianzong to join Tianyuan Taoist Sect.

The two of them looked at each other tacitly, and without hesitation, they used their magic weapons to attack the woman on the platform.

Seeing this, Fu Qinglan couldn't help but shake her head slightly and sighed.

"It's really a bad guest!"

The fingertips of his right hand changed, he made a seal, and then struck out slowly but quickly.

A huge green palm print slowly emerged from the sky, and then pressed down with a loud bang!

This palm print is so similar to Luo Chen's famous magic Qingyang Handprint.

However, their power differs by ten or a hundred times, like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.

It was the magical power that Fu Qinglan was personally taught by the great god in Zuowang Peak of Lanke Mountain - the Great Heavenly Creation Seal!

At this moment, all the pure and clear spiritual energy in the cliff was directed towards Fu Qinglan.

Not only that, but the vast vitality of heaven and earth was attracted and merged into the huge palm print.

The moment the palm print appeared, Gu Lin and the other man couldn't help but feel despair.

It’s a supernatural power!

However, the two men's reactions were different, one had a ferocious look on his face and was ready to fight to the death, while the other pulled back and planned to escape.

boom!

As the palm print fell, the white jade square collapsed and shattered, only the green jade platform where Fu Qinglan was sitting remained intact.

Amid the chaos of rocks and rocks, Gu Hong let out an unwilling roar, and eventually disappeared.

But a ray of spiritual light broke away from the body and shot into the distance.

Fu Qinglan glanced at the little Nascent Soul figure and did not chase after him. He just looked around with a deep sense of loss in his eyes.

"You are still alive, right? I can feel your breath."

"Not only is he alive, he has also returned with his old friends and disciples."

"But why don't you come to see me, tell me about your experiences over the years, and tell me if my grandfather had any last words before he passed away?"

The whispers floated in the air, but were drowned out by the sound of collapsing rocks, and no one knew what was going on.

However, there was a sound of violent collision coming from above the sky.

A huge fireball fell like a meteorite.

Suddenly.

Bang!

A figure fell from the sky with a cruel look on his face.

He was about to rush forward again, but Fu Qinglan stopped him.

"Don't chase him, the great demon king has already left."

Shi Ju suddenly turned his head and said in a low voice: "Bitch, why don't you come to help me? Why are you so obsessed with Huang Sanren?"

Fu Qinglan frowned, not wanting to argue with him. Facing the filth, he just turned a deaf ear to it.

She just stood up and went to the top of the cliff.

"The remnants of the Mingyuan Sect are trying to revive. Compared to the conflict between you and Huang Sanren, this matter may be what the ancestors are more concerned about."

Shi Ju was stunned, then looked up at the sky with hatred, turned around and rushed towards the direction where the Gu Lin family came from.

Since you are the remnants, just sweep them into the garbage dump. What’s the point of living!

Since he couldn't find any of Huang Sanren's disciples, and couldn't defeat the Great Demon King, it was a good choice to vent his anger on these guys.

And in the nine days.

Bi Zheng looked confused and bewildered.

"When did the human race have so many strong people who understood the true meaning of the laws in advance at the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Even, everyone knows some magical powers!"

"Can we really win this battle between humans and demons?" (End of this chapter)