Mortals cultivate immortality and awaken their clones to practice together

The Lingyun Sect is centered on the main summit Immortal Palace.

Its peak aura is the most vigorous, and only the true disciples of the elders can enter its cultivation.

The Dan Pavilion and the Refining Pavilion stand outside the peaks, providing pills and forging magic weapons for the sect respectively.

Late at night, the entire Dan Pavilion was silent, and only a dozen or so handymen were guarding the periphery.

Ye Chunyang turned into a black shadow and came quietly.

Some time ago, he had figured out the terrain, and after watching for a while, he quietly walked in.

Several gatekeeper disciples cultivated lowly, only to feel a gust of wind blowing around them, and after complaining, they stood still again.

Then, as soon as he came to the vicinity of Dange, Ye Chunyang was shocked by the scene in front of him.

On the huge square, there is a huge tower with dozens of floors high.

It is surrounded by three black giant tripods.

These three giant tripods are like bronze casting, engraved with strange patterns, showing the simple atmosphere.

Shocked, Ye Chunyang saw at a glance that around the three ancient dings, countless half-formed pills with broken shapes were scattered at random.

It was thrown there as garbage.

"Obediently, the alchemists are all fucking rich people, although these pills are wasted, they still have medicinal power, fortunately, there are good people like me in the world, who can help you clean up the sanitation. Looking

at the remnants all over the ground, Ye Chunyang was secretly in pain.

These are all refined with spirit grass, so many waste pills, how many spirit grass can be refined.

Waste pills are always waste pills, and after refining waste, they are useless garbage for immortal cultivators.

Of course, this does not include Ye Chunyang.

These are treasures to him.

Thinking about it, Ye Chunyang hurriedly took out the prepared sack and collected it wantonly.

Half an hour later, patting the bulging bag with satisfaction, Ye Chunyang muttered to himself: "This bag of waste pills is enough for Ye Xiaobao to eat for a while."

Just as he was about to leave, his eyes shifted.

Looking up at the three jet-black giant domes, he suddenly remembered the conversation between the two disciples he had heard in the Governing Courtyard earlier.

"These three giant tripods, could it be the Holy Pattern Ancient Tripod that Su Xue Yuan comprehended the ancient recipe?"

"There seems to be a refining array in their mouths in this ding, and I don't know what it looks like, if I can also become an alchemist, I must refine the elixir of immortality!" As

far as Ye Chunyang knew, alchemists were divided into four levels: mortal, spiritual, heavenly, and immortal.

But so far, it seems that no one has ever been able to refine a true elixir of life.

And listening to what the two said, this Dingwen seems to contain a wealth of knowledge about alchemy.

This made Ye Chunyang extremely curious, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

His fingers just touched it.

But suddenly, there was a strange feeling, flowing between the fingers and the giant ding.

At this time, Ye Chunyang also found that Ding Shang's inscription seemed a little weird.

Twisted and twisted is less like a text, but more like a magnificent picture, engraved with all kinds of mysterious herbs.

In the gaze, the herbal pictures seem to come to life.

It magically jumped in front of Ye Chunyang's eyes.

He couldn't help but be very interested in this herbal formation, and he was unconsciously immersed in it.

In the process, Ye Chunyang found that after every contact with a medicinal herb.

Its medicinal properties became simple and clear, and it was soon deeply imprinted in the heart.

Immediately, his heart was full of excitement.

Previously, he didn't know the properties of the herbs, let alone how to smelt and dismantle, so he had to let Ye Xiaobao directly take the Remnant Waste Pill.

The method of smelting herbs and the pill recipe in this array are supplementing his lack of knowledge.

You can do your own alchemy for all aspects.

Because he was addicted to the herbal diagram, Ye Chunyang didn't notice that after his fingers touched the giant ding, all the inscriptions actually flashed with golden light.

The originally black copper tripod became brilliant in an instant.

Even his body glowed red.

The fire attribute spirit root in the body actually merged with the golden light of this holy pattern tripod.

......

At this time, the top floor of the Dan Pavilion.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, an old man in gray in the quiet room suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with lightning.

Although the old man was full of white hair, his skin was as white as a baby, and his whole person exuded a suffocating majesty.

He stood abruptly, his eyes fixed on the outside, his expression shocked in his face.

At the same time, the door to the ashram next to it suddenly opened.

A beautiful girl walked out.

This girl turned out to be Su Xuekite.

"Do you feel it too?" The

old man is the first seat of the Dan Pavilion, the first alchemist of the Lingyun Sect, and the Venerable Yunzhen.

At this time, he looked at Su Xueyuan, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Yes, the disciple vaguely sensed the fluctuations coming from the Holy Pattern Gu Ding, and it seemed that someone had comprehended the elixir diagram from it.

Su Xueyuan's expression was solemn, but her slightly fluctuating black eyes showed her inner unpeace.

"In the entire Lingyun Sect, only you and my master and apprentice have lit the Holy Pattern Gu Ding, and only the two of us can sense the Gu Ding, at this moment, someone must be under the Ding, let's go! Go and take a look!"

Master Yun Zhen's pupils contracted, his body moved, and he took Su Xue Kite into a divine rainbow and swept out of the Dan Pavilion.

......

Next to the giant ding, Ye Chunyang was completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge of refining medicine.

All kinds of wonderful prescriptions, as well as many never-before-seen and strange herbal patterns, all became clear in his mind.

But suddenly, he felt like a soldering iron in his hand, and suddenly woke up.

"Boom, boom!"

Surprised, I saw thunderclouds in the sky, and bursts of piercing roars echoed.

Countless buckets of thick lightning slashed down.

"It's over! Could it be that I have inadvertently touched some prohibition? If I am alarmed by the Dan Pavilion Elder and thrown me into the furnace to refine the human flesh pill, then I will die unjustly!"

Ye Chunyang was shocked.

If people find out that he is collecting waste pills here, even if he has a hundred mouths, he will not be able to make sense.

But at this time, there was a little fire in the Holy Pattern Ancient Ding.

On the surface of the ancient tripod, all the tripod texts seemed to be alive, turning into dazzling totems and rising, constituting a magnificent scene, which instantly shot into his brain.

Ye Chunyang was taken aback and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"What's going on?" "

Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder! Heavenly Vision! Something Serious Must Happen

!" "It's the direction of Dange! I'll go and see it as soon as possible!" The

deafening thunder not only alarmed the surrounding disciples, but even the other people who were already asleep were also awakened.

Seeing the visions in the sky converging, one by one changed color.

Thinking that something big had happened, they rushed to Dange.

At this time, the disciples guarding the door outside the Dan Pavilion turned even pale.

They stayed there all night and did not notice anyone entering or leaving.

This sudden strangeness really baffled them.

"Boom, boom!" The

fire in Dingzhong became more and more vigorous, and the deafening sound of the thundercloud made Ye Chunyang more dignified.

Such a movement must have alarmed the Dan Pavilion Elders.

At that moment, he was about to flee from the desert with the waste pill on his back.

But before he could move, he heard the sound of breaking wind in the distance.

On the top floor of the Dan Pavilion, rainbow lights appeared like meteors, flying towards the square.

"In that streamer, the breath is vast, and the cultivation of the people who come must be very high, if I leave rashly at this time, I will be discovered by them, it is better to hide in the dark, and wait for the opportunity to leave after they leave.

Ye Chunyang gritted his teeth, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

Immediately, he activated the Origin Heavenly Scripture and restrained his breath.

Immediately after, his body moved, turning into a black shadow and burrowing into the Holy Tattoo.

In just a moment, the alarmed gatekeeper had already rushed over.

It's just that after the spiritual sense swept over, he didn't find half a figure, only the dazzling purple gold holy flame rising in the Holy Pattern Ancient Ding.

They had no idea that instead of fleeing, the man who had caused the thunder would remain in the same place.

"What about people, why no

one?" "Who lit the Holy Tattoo Ding?"

"It's over, senior brother, we won't meet ghosts, right......"

The disciples at the gate turned pale with fright one by one.

Some people who are not strong-willed think that they have seen ghosts and gods, and their feet are weak and they sit on the ground.

As a disciple of the gatekeeper, but he didn't find anyone sneaking in, this is simply a murderous crime!

"

At the same time, above the Dan Pavilion, streamers also fell.

In addition to Master Yun Zhen's master and apprentice, several middle-aged men in robes also descended to the square.