The Ancient Wine and Sword Immortal: I become stronger when I drink!

Yuanshi Tianzun took Guangchengzi back from the Wa Palace and fell into Yuxu Palace in Kunlun. After putting Guangchengzi down, he immediately went to Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island.

"Tongtian, get out of here!" Yuanshi Tianzun roared, and the majestic pressure of the saint surged out overwhelmingly. The entire world froze and turned into a solid body, and all living creatures were stagnant.

"Humph!"

A muffled groan broke the stagnation in the void.

The leader of Tongtian Cult flew out of Biyou Palace and said displeasedly: "Yuanshi, why are you so crazy when you come to my Jin'ao Island again?"

Yuanshi Tianzun shouted: "Hand over Fantian Seal!"

Leader Tongtian said with a normal expression: "What Fantian Seal? If you, Master Chan, lost something, you came to me, Master Jie, to look for it. Do you think I, Master Jie, are easy to bully!"

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly: "If you don't block the secret, who will block it? Besides you, who else will embarrass me?"

The leader of Tongtian Cult joked: "That's impossible to say. You and I are not the only two saints in the ancient world. You might as well ask the two Western Cult disciples. Maybe the disciples of the Western Cult have stolen your treasure. "

"Hmph. Tongtian, you are a dignified saint, but you are secretive and shameful about what you do. You are so shameless!" Yuanshi Tianzun was furious.

The Fantian Seal was an acquired treasure that he had collected half of the Buzhou Sacred Mountain and refined it with a favor from his elder brother, the Saint Taiqing.

And the leader of Tongtian Cult has no shame and refuses to admit it!

The leader of Tongtian Cult looked evil and said: "Yuanshi, don't slander me! I have never done such a thing!"

"Then you swear to heaven!" Yuanshi Tianzun shouted.

"No!" Tongtian Cult Leader flatly refused, "You want me to swear to heaven with just one sentence. If you spread the word, it will make outsiders think that I, Tongtian, are afraid of you, an old man from Yuanshi."

Yuanshi Tianzun roared: "Tongtian, you are really bullying others!"

"Too much bullying? I didn't do anything." Master Tongtian turned and walked towards Biyou Palace, "Is there anything else? It's okay, I won't accompany you!"

boom!

A Pangu flag flew out of Yuanshi Tianzun's head and released endless air-opening blades, hitting the Tongtian Cult Leader.

When the leader of the Tongtian cult saw that Yuanshi Tianzun was acting in earnest, he yelled: "Just fight! Whoever is afraid of whom!"

Swish!

Behind him floated out the four immortal swords of Zhu Lun Zhen Jue and the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, with murderous intent.

"Chaos battle!"

Yuanshi Tianzun turned around and left. If he really took action in the prehistoric world, the aftermath of the battle between the two saints would shatter the prehistoric world into countless pieces. When the time comes, the karma brought down by the law of heaven will not be easy to bear.

"Fight is war!"

The leader of the Tongtian cult showed no mercy and pursued Yuanshi Tianzun into the chaos.

In the infinite chaotic energy, two saints with infinite light shining around them illuminated a corner of the chaotic world. The aftermath of the battle shattered the galaxy, and the laws were obliterated.

……

Shouyang Mountain.

The mountain is one million feet high. It is one of the ancient sacred mountains and is rich in red copper.

Shouyang red copper is the best material for refining treasures. Emperor Xuanyuan once used Shouyang red copper to make the Xuanyuan sword, which killed the eighty-one witches of Chiyou tribe. It later became the best acquired meritorious treasure.

Although Shouyang red copper is the best material for refining treasures, few people dare to go up the mountain to collect it, because this mountain has an owner, and the owner is Taiqing Saint.

"Fushan, stop!"

Lin Fan climbed off the back of the giant turtle and started walking from the foot of the mountain.

He didn't use magic power or flying magic weapon, he just relied on his feet to walk up step by step.

This is respect for a saint!

Even so, Lin Fan's physical body was strong and full of physical strength. After five breaths, he flew up the mountain and arrived in front of a Taoist palace.

The Taoist palace is simple and unpretentious, with blue bricks and black tiles, just like an ordinary Taoist palace in the secular world.

"Disciple Lin Fan asks to see the great uncle!"

Lin Fan shouted and waited quietly in front of the palace gate.

quack.

Two tits flew from the branches and passed the gate of the Taoist palace.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed.

Lin Fan's expression changed from calm at first to anxious.

He was a little uneasy. Could it be that the great uncle didn't want to see him?

"My lord, it's been three hours, why don't I go knock on the door and ask?" Ju'ao Fushan said in a sullen voice.

"No need!" Lin Fan looked deeply into the depths of the Eight Views Palace.

When he set foot on Shouyang Mountain, he believed that the great uncle had sensed his arrival.

A saint definitely has such ability!

Knocking on doors and asking questions is simply unnecessary.

"You don't want to see me? Or is it a test?" Lin Fan's thoughts began to change rapidly.

Compared with the former, the latter is more likely.

"Just wait quietly." Lin Fan sat on Juao's back, took a sip of wine, and waited calmly.

……

In the Palace of Eight Views.

An old Taoist with a kind face was sitting on the futon, looking at a purple gold furnace in front of him. The purple gold furnace was burning, and a Taoist boy on one side was adding ingredients to the alchemy furnace from time to time. There was also a Taoist boy holding a banana fan, fanning the fire vigorously.

"Sir, please ask me to meet Lin Fan. Do you plan to meet him or not?"

Not far from Saint Taiqing sat a handsome, tall man wearing a Taoist robe, sitting restlessly on a futon.

His name is Xuandu, and some people respectfully refer to him as Master Xuandu. He is from the innate human race and is the only direct disciple of Saint Taiqing.

There are some outer disciples in the Taiqing lineage, but he is the only direct disciple!

His qualifications are not considered good in the sage tradition. He has practiced for more than two million years and has only reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. However, he is the only direct disciple of Taiqing Sage. With this status, he will be regarded as a guest of honor wherever he goes!

"Calm down! He's not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry!" Saint Taiqing shouted, and Master Xuandu sat obediently on the futon again, like a good baby.

"Golden Horn, fan the fire!"

"Yinjiao, add one or two Xuantian Immortal Ginseng."

Saint Taiqing gave a low drink.

The two boys quickly followed the instructions.

The two boys had red lips, white teeth, and beautiful faces. They looked like twin brothers.

The only difference is that one has gold horns and the other has silver horns.

Sage Taiqing sat on the futon and commanded the two boys from time to time.

Grand Master Xuandu watched the teacher refining the pill in boredom.

This pot of elixir is called the Nine-turn Golden Pill. After a mortal takes it, he will immediately ascend to the ground and be promoted to a golden immortal. It is one of the few elixirs in the world that can allow mortals to eat without exploding and dying.

If an ordinary immortal eats it, a nine-turn golden elixir can add one hundred thousand years of cultivation. It is the best elixir in the world besides the innate spiritual root fruit.

He knew that the teacher's wish was to use the acquired spiritual treasure to refine an acquired elixir that was more powerful than the innate spiritual root fruit. In the past three hundred thousand years, three thousand furnaces of elixirs had been refined, with an average of one furnace every ten years. However, the ten-turn golden elixir above the nine-turn golden elixir has never been refined.

The furnace that the teacher is refining has been going on for nine years and eleven months, and it is only one month away from being completed.

Time passed little by little.

I don't know how long it has passed.

boom!

Master Xuandu was suddenly startled and looked at the alchemy furnace in a hurry.

The fryer is up!

The Zijin Bagua Furnace exploded into countless pieces, mixed with black medicinal residue, and had an extremely stinky smell.

"Failed again."

Saint Taiqing's face was calm, neither sad nor happy. He waved his hand, and time seemed to go back to before the furnace was exploded. Countless fragments were combined into a complete Bagua Zijin furnace.

Only the remaining dregs of the medicine showed that the refining had failed.

The Golden Horn Boy quickly wrapped the medicine residue and threw it away.

Saint Taiqing said: "Yinjiao, call Lin Fan in."