The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 163 Aura is poisonous

Qi Yuan was a little disappointed when he didn't get the answer he wanted.

“Can I ask how many great masters there are in Canglan Realm?” Qi Yuan looked at the woman in white expectantly.

 Finally meeting someone who is qualified to be his white moonlight, he must not take advantage of her!

The woman in white said solemnly: "Maybe there is, maybe there is not.

Facing the great calamity, even the Great Lord dares to hide from the world.

 What is the difference between yes and no? "

She is not optimistic about the future of the Canglan Realm. Only by leaving the Canglan Realm and following that path can she have a chance of survival.

"Your Majesty, why don't you come with me and leave this place of disputes." The woman in white advised again.

 Because that road is full of dangers, it will be difficult for her to walk alone.

 Qi Yuan smiled and said nothing, which represented his attitude.

The woman in white couldn't help but sigh: "Even the great lord dares to turn a blind eye in the face of a catastrophe. Your Excellency...sigh."

“Is the catastrophe so terrifying?” Qi Yuan couldn’t help but ask.

"The catastrophe itself is a great terror, and what is even more terrifying is..." The woman in white looked up at the sky, looking at the stars, "There are immortal gods on his head."

The woman in white has been in Canglan Realm for nearly ten thousand years. Although she has never seen the Great Master, she is vaguely aware that there is definitely a Great Master dormant in Canglan Realm.

 But in the face of the catastrophe, these great lords were indifferent and acted like a tortoise.

 Firstly, I am afraid of a great catastrophe; secondly, I am afraid of the immortal gods who will be the leader of the great catastrophe.

 Otherwise, if the gods descend to earth, how can Canglan Realm resist them?

Qi Yuan also looked up at the stars in the sky. He glanced at the moon and his thoughts changed.

I felt inexplicably melancholy, and my eyes suddenly brightened up again.

“Boss, since you are leaving Canglan Realm, are there any unwanted items that you can sell in a big sale?”

 Qi Yuan looked at the woman in white expectantly.

 This is a sinister boss.

 The big boss has a very deep background.

 Worth worth ten thousand broken wolves!

No, Polang is nothing. Sure enough, there is no wrong name in this world. Polang is just scrap metal. How can it be compared with Yin Shen?

The woman in white was stunned for a moment. She looked at Qi Yuan: "They are all worthless things and may be of no use to you."

"I'm not picky about food." Qi Yuan rolled up his sleeves and showed off his muscles, "I eat everything. I grow strong. I look thin when I'm wearing clothes, but I'm fat when I'm undressed."

The woman in white was completely speechless. She thought for a long time and finally waved her jade hand.

 A jade pendant fell into Qi Yuan's hand.

“Meeting is fate. Take this jade with you, go to the far north, find an inn at random, and show it to the innkeeper.

You only need to put forward your request, and the shopkeepers will try their best to fulfill it.

If you have some free time, fellow Taoist, please take care of my mountain gate..." The woman in white sighed softly.

 Compared to surviving, staying in a sect for nearly ten thousand years is really nothing.

 She was just thinking about a little bit of incense.

  Anyway, after she leaves, there will definitely be other forces coveting her sect, so it would be better to give it to the Blood-clothed Sword God directly.

Qi Yuan glanced at Yu Jue and smiled brightly: "You are short-handed in taking people, but soft-spoken in eating people. I will take care of you!"

Qi Yuan could not imagine that if a Yin God ate all his secrets.

“Fellow Taoist, we’ll meet again when we are destined.” After the woman in white finished speaking, her figure slowly disappeared beside the lake.

Qi Yuan looked at the lake in front of him with clear eyes: "It is indeed difficult to deal with a catastrophe that even the Great Master dare not face.

 The most important thing is, according to what the big boss just said, He can shake people, and he is still a fairy in the sky!

 A group of gods and gods gathered around me to beat me for a small golden elixir? "

 A picture immediately appeared in Qi Yuan's mind.

 He has a golden elixir and can fight against the gods all over the sky!

 “One star doesn’t seem to be enough, right?”

"No, I have to find a way to shake people or shake stars, whoever shakes them harder and stronger!"

 …

 Back to Chuang Kingdom, Qi Yuan fell on the city wall.

 The map about the Mo Luo military camp has appeared in Qi Yuan's hands.

He looked at the few people and couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, the boss is so generous. Before running away, he didn't forget to hand over the sect's belongings to me."

Qi Yuan said, looking at Jiang Ya specifically.

 seems to be suggesting that you should be more generous.

Jiang Ya was slightly stunned: "What kind of boss?"

The Blood-clothed Sword God has a Yin God-level background. How strong can he be called a boss?

  A Yin Shen?

"A Yin God." Qi Yuan didn't hide it, and that person didn't let him hide it either. "She said that a great disaster was coming, and she was ready to run away and leave here."

"Run away?" Lord Dazhi's expression was unusually stern, "If you can't run away, do you really think that you can avoid the catastrophe by leaving the Canglan Realm?"

 “Oh? What’s the explanation?” Qi Yuan looked at True Lord Dazhi.

"Based on my many years of observation, I discovered a terrifying fact." Zhenjun Dazhi looked heavy.

Qi Yuan’s heartstrings also tightened.

 The rest of the people present also looked at True Lord Dazhi, curious in their hearts.

Although True Lord Dazhi is a strange person, he is truly a proud man of heaven. Otherwise, Old Man Wutian would not want to accept him as his disciple.

Everyone looked at True Lord Dazhi, only to see him with a solemn expression and opened his mouth: "The spiritual energy is poisonous!"

Jiang Ya was slightly stunned.

 Xu Tongchen was confused.

“From my observation, everyone who uses spiritual energy to practice will eventually die.

 It can be seen that spiritual energy is poisonous! "Dazhi Zhenjun said in a deep voice.

Jiang Ya couldn't help but retort: ​​"Cultivate to the realm of a great master, and your life span will be almost unlimited, and your life span will be the same as that of heaven and earth.

Your Majesty also uses spiritual energy to practice, so how come you haven’t seen them return to their old age? "

“Have you ever seen the living Great Lord?” the Great Wisdom Master said faintly.

Jiang Ya choked up for a moment: "...I haven't seen it, and I haven't seen the Yang God. Could it be said that the Yang God doesn't exist?"

Lord Dazhi looked up at the stars in the sky: "Who knows whether they exist or not?"

Qi Principle was shocked in his heart.

 He doesn’t know whether it’s true or not that spiritual energy is poisonous.

 But there is something really wrong with Canglan Realm’s technique.

 After practicing, it will become material.

 This great wise king is truly a great talent!

 Suddenly, Qi Yuan thought of Lan Xing.

 Every person on the Blue Star who has breathed oxygen is dead?

  Doesn’t it mean that...oxygen is poisonous?

"The great calamity is approaching and all living beings will wither. Running away will not solve the problem." said the Great Wisdom Lord.

“I support Lord Dazhi’s statement. When I become stronger, I must sneak into Dajie’s lair and chop off his head with a knife!” Qi Yuan said seriously.

Zhenjun Dazhi’s eyes lit up: “Senior, can you take me with you? I also want to see Da Jie’s dog head!”

Qi Yuan thought: "I happen to be short of a suona player. When I chop off the head of the calamity dog, you can help me play it!"

 “Okay!” Lord Dazhi nodded vigorously.

 Jiang Ya was speechless.

These two people...are really good at it.

Without the great master’s strength, who dares to face the great calamity?

 The Great Tribulation is only a few hundred years away, and no matter how arrogant the Blood-clothed Sword God is, he will never step into the Great Master.

 “Let’s go and kill Moluo!” Qi Yuan said.

“Senior, I will play the suona for you now. Get used to it first!”

“Senior, I’ll come too, okay?” Xu Tongchen said weakly.

 His master’s job is about to be robbed!

 He felt a sense of crisis and had to join in.

"Okay, no problem." Qi Yuan was very happy. He looked at Jiang Ya and said, "Would you like to come too? I need a cheerleader!"

Jiang Ya shook her head violently.

 No need to!

 …

 Five days later, in the dark valley, the wind roared.

 In the valley, giant beasts four to five meters tall were sleeping.

 The pitch-black scales reflect the subtle light, which looks particularly penetrating in the silent night.

 These Mara clan are all sleeping.

If they all come here and see the scene in front of them, I have to praise them and not even snore in their sleep.

At this time, in a cave.

Five terrifying figures appeared. The auras emanating from their bodies seemed to be incompatible with the surrounding environment, and they were vaguely repulsed by heaven and earth.

However, there is a lack of heavenly law in this world, and the rejection is not that serious.

 “The Canglan Realm has betrayed its trust and allowed the monks from the Zi Mansion to end up slaughtering my people at will. It’s really abominable!”

“Who will take action to capture that Zifu monk?”

"Why don't the five of us take action together? After all, they were the ones who betrayed their trust first!"

"Okay, after we kill that Zifu and pacify the Moon-watching Continent, we might as well attack the Canglan Realm!" A powerful man from the Zifu was eager to give it a try.

 After all, in their eyes, Canglan Realm is much more powerful than Wangyue Continent.

 Such a world has more resources.

"Don't think about it... let's not think about it." A senior Zifu said, "The water in the Canglan Realm is very deep. Even the Yinshen Lord is cautious about entering it, let alone us."

This senior Zifu has a Yin Shen in his ancestors, and he has the highest status among the five Zifu.

“Well, Canglanjie doesn’t want to think about it anymore, let’s kill the Zifu monk first!”

“I heard that the Zifu monk has a high level of cultivation. Should we take a long-term approach?”

“One is from the late Zifu period, and four are from the middle Zifu period. Are you afraid of him?”

 The five Zifus present chatted for a while, reached an agreement, and were about to leave the mountain.

However, at this moment, a thick voice came.

“I’ve been reading a lot of story books from the Moon Watching Continent recently, especially the story about the faceless sword **** slaying evil spirits from outside the territory.

I am thinking, if the Faceless Sword God does not grow up, and the evil demon from outside the territory takes direct action, will the Faceless Sword God be defeated? "

 The earth split into two halves, and a Moluo tribesman, who was as fat as a mountain of flesh, emerged from the ground. It has a lot of fat and looks loose, but the scales on its back are densely packed, giving it an indestructible feeling.

 When they saw the person coming, the five people present showed awe.

 “Meet Venerable Mohui!”

The person who came was suddenly a Yin God from the Moluo clan, Lord Mohui.

Venerable Mohui is so bloated that one will feel sick just by looking at him.

At this time, its eyes were full of smiles: "I have been bored recently, so I will accompany you to see the so-called **** sword god."

 It is thirsty, hungry, and ready to go out for some snacks.

“Why does the Venerable need to take action?” The Moluo clan from the late Zi Mansion said, “We can capture the Blood-clothed Sword God and present it to the Venerable!”

Venerable Mohui narrowed his eyes and smiled: "According to the latest storybook I read, you went to hunt down the Blood-clothed Sword God, maybe to give him experience.

 But I am different. I personally took action to kill his opportunity for growth. "

Venerable Mohui said casually.

 He just used an excuse to go out.

“But Your Majesty…the Yue Dynasty’s blockade…” the late-stage monk from the Zi Mansion said hesitantly.

"It's okay. As long as my elder brother is here, the people of the Yue Dynasty...can't leave." Venerable Mohui said firmly, "When the Yue Dynasty is overthrown, Wangyue Continent should also be renamed."

 Several Zifu people saw this and did not try to persuade him again.

 …

 The **** sword streaked across the sky.

  Accompanied by bleak and chilling sounds.

 Countless blood energy and sword light are flying.

In the camp of the Moluo army, countless Moluo tribesmen were killed by the light of swords.

 The continuous military camps were smashed to pieces by a sword.

Under this sword, neither the Qi Qi Builder nor the Yuan Dan Divine Infant had any chance of survival.

 The sword of Qi Yuan means that all living beings are equal.

 He looked at the devastated continent with gentle eyes.

 The original battlefield was suddenly covered with green mountains and green waters.

 The sound of the suona is also harder and more impassioned.

Qi Yuan looked at the dozens of suona players behind him with a look of regret in his eyes: "It would be great if you were all Zifu."

 Zifu plays the suona, and the pomp is higher.

 The ones behind him who played the suona the most and the strongest ones were just divine infants, and there were only a few of them.

 The rest are mostly monks in the second or third realm.

Zhao Ci, who broke into the country, was among them.

Qi Yuan took action to save Chuang Guo, but Zhao Ci had no repayment, so he joined the suona-playing camp.

 Later, as he took action more frequently, there were more people in the Suona camp.

Of course, Qi Yuan also controlled the number to a certain amount, otherwise it would affect his journey.

Jiang Ya stood aside with a complicated expression.

Those people were all playing the suona, but she was the only one not playing, which was quite embarrassing.

 She feels very strange now.

She could barely understand if Dazhi Zhenjun joined the suona-playing camp.

Later, when I went to other countries, the Blood-Clad Sword God just mentioned it casually. As a result, both common people and princes and nobles from those countries all signed up eagerly to participate in the Blood-Clothed Sword God's band.

 It seems that joining the band is a lifelong honor.

 She wanted to say this to an emperor of a great country who was playing in the orchestra.

You're not just leaving the emperor alone, but you're here to join the band?

 She couldn't understand.

She could tell after just a few glances at the emperor of a great country that he was a strategic master with great ambitions.

 That’s the result?

“Senior, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into them? Even the emperor came to play the suona for you.” During this period, Jiang Ya also understood Qi Yuan’s character, so she spoke more boldly.

 “Isn’t it normal for the emperor to play the suona?

 I also saw the Carpenter Emperor.

 I have also seen that in some countries, some comedians are the top leaders. "Qi Yuan said casually.

 Now, there is less than half a month left before he can fully regain control of the way of heaven.

 He is getting closer and closer to the Yue Dynasty.

 In his heart, he felt a sense of timidity about being close to home.

At this moment, Zhao Ci from the suona team stood up with a respectful look on his face: "Senior, we have an envoy from the Faceless God Cult who wants to see senior and says he has something urgent to tell you."

 Qi Yuan heard this.

 His biggest fan?

 “Let him come over.” Qi Yuan has always been enthusiastic about his fans.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a black embroidered robe appeared. He glanced at the blood-clothed sword god, and there was a flash of doubt in his eyes: "I've seen my senior!"

 “Oh, what do you want from me?”

“Senior, according to the news we have received from the Faceless God Sect, the Mo Luo clan has noticed our senior and will send five monks from the Five Realms to besiege our senior.

 Senior, please leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise you may be left here. " said the envoy of the Faceless God Cult.

 At the same time, he was very curious in his heart.

For some reason, seeing the blood-clothed sword god, a man from a foreign land, he felt an indescribable feeling of intimacy in his heart.

 This is something he has never done before.

"What about the five Zifus?" Qi Yuan looked helpless, "Why can't the techniques from other worlds work?"

 Otherwise, these five Zifus would be the five Baiyueguangs.

 The kind he wants to kill explosively.

 Qi Yuan reflected.

He felt that in the future, Bai Yueguang’s standard should be added, that he must be from Canglan Realm.

“Senior, please hide your identity. We, the Church of the Faceless God, will send you to the Moon Dynasty through a special channel!” the divine envoy said in a deep voice.

Escorting the Blood-clothed Sword God to the Moon Dynasty, their external members of the Faceless God Cult will be used as bait, and the sacrifices may be heavy.

 The divine envoy knows that all members of the Faceless Cult are not afraid of death and are willing to fight for the Moon Continent!

"I will go to the Yue Dynasty, so I don't need you to **** me." Qi Yuan did not take the five Zifu seriously.

When the angel heard this, he felt uneasy.

This senior is not willing to follow him?

 He was anxious in his heart and wanted to persuade him further.

But he saw the blood-clothed sword **** raised his head, looked at the sky, and said slowly: "It's too late to leave now, because...their people are coming."

 Qi Yuan has already sensed the arrival of the strong men from the Moluo clan.

Unfortunately, Bai Yueguang, who could not give me the meritorious method.

 The **** long sword behind him seemed to feel the arrival of a powerful enemy and made a sword sound.

The angel's face suddenly turned pale: "It's over so soon."

 Five monks in the fifth realm, what can the bloody-robed sword **** do to stop them?

 Everyone on the field may die here.

　　However, at this moment, a thick voice sounded like thunder, and the color on the angel's face disappeared.

 Because...he saw a Yin God!

 The legendary god!

“Jiejiejie, luckily I am here, otherwise all five of you would have to give him experience.

 This person, at first glance, is not an ordinary late Zifu person! "

Venerable Mohui, who was fifteen meters tall, appeared and looked at Qi Yuan condescendingly, with a playful look on his face, just like a cat looking at a mouse.

 The five former Zifus looked at Qi Yuan with a sense of fear in their hearts.

 They followed Lord Mohui like little followers.

At this time, when everyone on the field saw Lord Mohui, they all felt inexplicably fearful in their hearts.

That is the instinct of weak creatures when they see powerful creatures.

Especially the divine messenger, whose face was completely drained of color.

  Yin Shen takes action, and the Blood-clothed Sword God has no chance of going to the Moon Dynasty.

At this time, Qi Yuan also looked at the Yin God with a helpless look: "You, the Yin God, bullied me, a minor cultivator of Jindan, you are too shameless!"

“What an interesting human being, the first thought when seeing this deity is not to kneel down and beg for mercy.

  Could it be that you really... have a problem with your head? "

"You are the only one with brain problems, your whole family has brain problems!" Qi Yuan couldn't bear it anymore.

 If the Yin God scolds him, he must scold him back.

Venerable Mohui was not angry and still looked at Qi Yuan with interest.

The five Zifus around it couldn't help but say: "Anyone who offends the gods will be punished!"

 “Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, accept death!”

Not far away, Jiang Ya watched this scene with shock and curiosity in her eyes. She wanted to know what the bloody-robed sword god’s trump card was.

At this time, Qi Yuan shrugged helplessly and snapped his fingers: "Play music, play joy."

This time, no mourning music can be played.

Behind him, Lord Dazhi picked up the suona and started playing it.

Those people on the Moon-Wang Continent behind them seemed not to be afraid of the pressure of the gods. Under the gaze of the gods, a piece of music with a cheerful tone and some nondescript music sounded.

Jiang Ya next to her was silent.

 In the face of the underworld…still playing music.

This bloody-robed sword **** is indeed very human!

 No, those monks of the second and third realms who play music are also very human!

 After all, who dares to provoke a **** like this?

 If it were Zifu, I wouldn’t dare.

 And these people did it!

 She is very confused!

 (End of this chapter)