The First Saint of Alchemy

Tang Yan was relieved when he saw Feng Chenye gradually regain his ability to move.

"Do you want to murder me?" Feng Chenye pointed at Tang Yan and asked.

Fortunately, the other people in the Fengyun clan were very sensible. They pretended not to hear and did not trouble Tang Yan.

Tang Yan had a few black lines on his forehead. You read too much!

Sighing slightly, Tang Yan explained helplessly: "You should draw your own insights from the content of the murals. What you wrote is a bit unorthodox."

After that, without paying any attention to Feng Chenye, Tang Yan took out a pen and wrote on the stone wall: Worry about the world first, and enjoy the world after you enjoy it!

The handwriting lit up with a ray of light, and then disappeared from the stone wall.

Rumble——

The closed stone door opened!

Feng Chenye looked at Tang Yan in astonishment. Although they were both looking at the murals, they were in different moods and saw completely different things.

Such a sharp gap between the two sides made him suddenly realize his insignificance and arrogance!

After a brief shock, Feng Chenye was not discouraged by the blow. Instead, his eyes were clear, and he vaguely found the direction he wanted to work hard.

It was a pity that anyone he met was more talented than himself, and his path to prove his truth with literature was destined to be full of difficulties and dangers.

"Brother Feng, I am Tang Yan. Don't make a fuss, and don't leave yet. Cooperate with me to act out a play later." Tang Yan's voice sounded in Feng Chenye's ears.

Feng Chenye's eyes suddenly widened!

Tang Yan?

Then the depression was swept away!

What's there to be depressed about being compared with your own brother?

Tang Yan gave a warning, and seeing that there were not many people around the mine, he took out three ordinary flares and threw them into the sky.

The flares exploded in the air, emitting a dazzling light.

"Why did you come in too?" After the black-hearted boss had set up his nest, he looked at Feng Chenye in confusion.

Feng Chenye sent a voice message: "I have to thank you, brother, for entrusting the Qi Pavilion to send 20 places to the family. The whole family looks at me with admiration!"

Tang Yan secretly thanked Mr. Shen for his meticulousness. He actually helped him arrange all the social etiquette. He asked curiously: "Aren't you pursuing Fairy Mengyao? Since you have a place, why didn't you bring her with you?"

"There is an age limit in the Tianxuan Secret Realm." Feng Chenye explained.

Tang Yan knew that only those under 50 years old can enter, and he was even more confused for a moment: "How old is Fairy Mengyao?"

"Should be... one hundred and six." Feng Chenye scratched his head.

One hundred and six years old?

Tang Yan felt his head buzzing.

Warriors do live long, but this age difference is too touching. I don't know what kind of fairy character he is, who can fascinate Feng Chenye like this!

"Come on, Brother Feng, you will definitely succeed!" Tang Yan blessed.

"Hehe, good brother, help me think of some good sentences, I feel I will succeed soon!" Feng Chenye begged with a drooling face.

Tang Yan thought about it for a while, did not refuse, nodded and said: "Then I will think about it and try to finish the play for you!"

"Okay!" Feng Chenye nodded repeatedly.

Tang Yan did not stay outside for long, pushed away the crowd in front of the barrier, and walked into the mine.

...

Mysterious Hall.

As the ink left by Tang Yan disappeared, the hall was suddenly filled with rosy clouds, and the stone statue of the Human Emperor suddenly faded from stone color and gradually became vivid.

The five kings were shocked. They did not expect that Tang Yan's words would make the Human Emperor descend.

After the Human Emperor descended, he laughed heartily: "What a pioneer! At such a young age, he can have such a broad mind. It is a blessing for the human race!"

The faces of several kings were solemn.

They were all kings of the same clan, and they were more touched by Tang Yan's words. It is self-evident that Tang Yan's realm is deep enough to say these words, and he will be a huge threat to them in the future!

The Human Emperor stood up and looked down at the five kings, and said proudly: "The great era has not yet begun, and the son of my human race has already reached the realm of a half-saint! Just wait for an opportunity, and it will take only a moment to become a saint, and I can suppress you in a moment!

If you are willing to swear to the heaven that you will not covet the great fortune of the human race after the great era, this emperor can guarantee that you will be safe forever!"

The nine-tailed fox sneered: "It's just a king level, and it's still thousands of miles to grow into a saint. Do you want us to admit defeat with this? Human Emperor, your brain has been broken for the past 30,000 years!"

The Gu God also sneered: "It's not certain that you can get out of the secret realm alive, Human Emperor, you are too proud!"

"The human race is greedy and cunning, and there are countless disputes among them. Even if you get out of the secret realm, you may die halfway!" The ancestor god cursed.

"You have delayed the Great Age for a hundred years. When the Great Age comes, you will be attacked by the Heavenly Dao and will be unable to protect the human race. If this kid cannot become a half-saint before the Great Age comes, the human race will have no hope of turning over! Human Emperor, the humiliation of 30,000 years is about to be settled!" The Blood God said grimly.

The Human Emperor sat back on the throne and said proudly: "You are stubborn and unyielding. How can my human race be touched by you? Just wait and see!"

"Come out, what are you digging..." The dragon looked up at the sky, his eyes were dull, and he made very discordant mutterings.

...

Tang Yan came to the depths of the mine, took out the pickaxe and chiseled for a while, and a piece of purple spirit stone was held in his hand.

The Cauldron of Heaven and Earth Creation began to shake at this moment, as if it wanted to devour the spirit stone.

Tang Yan felt the rich spiritual energy on the spirit stone, and soon retrieved the information of the spirit stone from his mind-the sea spirit stone, the spiritual energy contained in it is as vast as the sea, hence the name, it is a top-grade cultivation resource!

It's a pity that there is no medium like Yunyou to collect in bulk, so I can only hire people to dig.

He dug out another piece of sea spirit stone and walked out.

After going out, Tang Yan looked at the crowd of people at the door and was overjoyed. He had successfully dug a nest.

He told Feng Chenye to act as a stand-in, and Tang Yan began to announce the conditions for entering the mine.

At first, everyone was not very happy. Feng Chenye slapped his thigh and shouted: "Such a good cultivation resource, only six seventh-level spiritual medicines are needed to enter?

There are 100 plants. Ten of us will go in. The extra ones will be a reward for you. Pick the best position for us!"

"Young Master, calm down!" The disciples of the Fengyun clan advised one after another.

"It doesn't matter. I'll come back after digging two more pieces!" Feng Chenye threw a storage bag over in a very dandy manner.

Tang Yan pretended to check the empty storage bag and said gratefully: "Mr. Feng is generous, please come in!"

With Feng Chenye, the dandy, taking the lead, the others suddenly felt that six spiritual medicines didn't seem to be too many, and they handed in spiritual medicines one after another. In a short while, more than 400 people were allowed in.

The effect was so good that it exceeded expectations!

After going in, he cooperated with Feng Chenye and successfully sold the pickaxe.

"Brother Feng, you and the tribesmen keep an eye on everyone. When the mine is mined, I will bring the love poem to you!" Tang Yan said in a voice transmission.

"No problem!" Feng Chenye agreed happily.

The eight golden lights that appeared a few days ago have been completely explored, and Tang Yan decided to go to the Tianbing Mine to see the progress.

Halfway through the journey, Tang Yan saw the trading base where he landed last time.

He slowed down the flight speed and wanted to see what treasures there were, but he saw a bounty posted on a tree.

The person painted on it was Zhu Zhao, who was dressed as himself, wearing a cloak and only revealing half of his face.

This was also the information he deliberately revealed that day.

After changing his face again, Tang Yan landed and walked towards the Medicine Valley disciple.

"I am Zhang San, what is your name?" Tang Yan asked politely.

"Zheng Mao, what's the matter?" The Medicine Valley disciple asked in confusion.

Tang Yan pointed at the portrait on the tree trunk and said, "I know where he is!"

Zheng Mao immediately became excited: "Where is he?"

"What are the benefits?" Tang Yan talked about the conditions.

"If it is confirmed that it is the real person, ten eighth-grade pills, plus a favor from Yaogu, how about it?" Zheng Mao asked.

"Okay!" Tang Yan secretly thought that his life was quite valuable, probably not much less than Zhu Jingkong.

"Mr. Zhang, wait a moment!" Zheng Mao took out the signal flare from Yaogu and threw it into the sky, and a dazzling firework exploded in the air.

Not long after, another firework bloomed in the distance, and the signal was transmitted to a farther place like the ancient wolf smoke.

About half an hour later, Yan Xu came back with a team of people in a fierce momentum.

"Is there a thief missing?" Yan Xu asked loudly.

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