Now the elixir he needs has been boiled, but it is not enough to boil it well, if you want the medicine brewed by the spirit to give full effect, it also needs to be made into a pill, and it is made into a pill, and Master Ding'an can also take it.

You can't hold Master Ding'an's mouth and pour it into your mouth, it's too indecent.

And the process of making his own elixir is very complicated, Lin Chen doesn't want to fake others, and he doesn't want others to see it.

His Fuxi Nine Needles, as well as the method of making pills, were learned from a master of pills in the world, and these were all secrets of that master, so Lin Chen didn't want to leak too much.

But then again, even if Lin Chen leaked something, the people present might not be able to learn it.

Although their cultivation is higher than Lin Chen's, they have good experience and knowledge, and they have checked too much.

It is very likely that he didn't learn Lin Chen's skills, but instead learned to make mistakes and hurt himself.

Don't talk about this, just say that Lin Chen went to the corner alone to refine the elixir, Master Dingkong and the old monk Dingyuan couldn't help, and they also knew that Lin Chen didn't want to reveal it to them, so he could only watch from the outside.

One by one, with a heart, in a hurry.

At the same time, outside the barrier of Shaomuro Mountain, something happened.

At this time, the people of the First Dao Sect came again.

This time, the Dao Sect came not just four or five people, but an elder, with sixteen or seventeen disciples.

One by one, the old monks who were guarding outside the realm were confronting them.

The old monk's face will be as ugly as it is, staring at the people of the First Dao Sect, his eyes breathing fire!

"Qing Songzi, what do you mean, you are bullying me Shaomur Mountain, you are bullying me Shaomur Mountain! My Shaomur Mountain has always treated each other with courtesy, even if your sect disciples are presumptuous in my mountain, we can swallow our anger, but as a result, you are actually aggressive, are you really not afraid of causing a war between the two factions of Buddhism and Taoism?"

"Hmph, old monk, you don't scare me so much, I'm blah!"

Qing Songzi spat at the old monk, and scolded angrily: "Hmph, I bullied you Shaomu Mountain, or did you Shaomu Mountain bully our first sect, Lao Tzu's disciples were abused in your Shaomu Mountain, and they were thrown out of the enchantment, what do you say about this!"

Qing Songzi, the elder of the First Dao Sect, is also one of the envoys in charge of the martial arts conference of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism.

And this guy has always been a calf protector and is famous in the sect, but unfortunately, this calf protector is not wrong, but none of his disciples are good things.

He is not called a calf protector, he is called connivance.

At this time, the few Dao Sect disciples who followed him, with the support of the elders, raised their tails again.

One by one, pretending to be pitiful, pretending to be indignant, they snorted and shouted: "Elder, their Shaomu Mountain is really too deceitful, too much, I now suspect that the little miscellaneous person who attacked us is the person from their Shaomu Mountain! The disciples are running errands for the sect, and they are being bullied, you have to be the master for us!"

"Yes, Elder, you have to be the master of us!"

"Woo, elder, we are really unwilling, we are in the pit of the Shaolin Mountain, you can't ignore it! They beat us, we don't care, but we are mentioning the sect to do things, they are tantamount to using us to provoke our sect, today this matter must not be left like this!"

“......”

Those guys who were violently beaten by Lin Chen pretended to be so pitiful and pitiful, obviously they were too first, but at this moment, it was as if they had been wronged, it was extremely shameless.

When the old monk saw this, his lungs were about to explode.

However, the old monk was too lazy to explain, standing in front of the barrier, staring warily.

"Bastard!" and when Qing Songzi heard this, his face immediately became as ugly as he was, as if he had wiped the ashes at the bottom of the pot, and in the next second, he flicked his sleeves, but he walked directly towards the old monk guarding the door.

Because of the four disciples around him, this green pine seed was completely angry.

"Stop!"

The old man guarding the door was not easy to mess with, seeing this, he clasped his hands together, and without saying a word, he directly came to a big-character golden mantra, and the golden light flashed all over his body, and a majestic momentum erupted from his body.

The powerful momentum broke out of the body and directly blasted towards the green pine nuts.

Different from the cultivators who go to the house, the aura of the cultivators of the Buddhist family is quite strong, and the breath of the old monk bombards out, with a brilliant atmosphere, and the power is extremely extraordinary.

Qing Songzi felt the breath of the old monk, but he pursed his lips and sneered.

There was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Hmph, an old guy with three congenital grades, he dares to use force arrogantly in front of me, looking for death!"

As he spoke, he didn't see any big movement from Qing Songzi, and with a flick of his big sleeves, a strong spiritual power fluctuation swept aside!

Boom! Boom!

With the sound of explosion, the face of the great monk guarding the door changed suddenly, and in the next second, a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a pop, and the whole person fell to the ground like noodles.

The gap in strength is still too big.

The old monk is a congenital third grade, in fact, it is not low, but the cultivation of Qing Songzi is a congenital sixth grade, which is three grades higher than the great monk who guards the door, and the difference is so big that you can be defeated and retreated with one move.

This is still Qing Songzi has scruples, otherwise he can kill the great monk in one move.

And Qing Songzi repelled the big monk with a move, and after injuring the big monk, he watched the other party fall to the ground, smiled coldly, ignored it, and walked straight into the enchantment.

"Stand, don't, don't ......"

The old monk had the heart to stop it, but he was powerless, so he could only roar in a low voice unwillingly.

"Damn, old bald head, don't be your uncle!"

"You dare to offend the First Dao Sect, you Shaomushan are really tired of living, go and die!"

The guys who followed behind Qing Songzi also followed into the enchantment, and the four most hateful guys from the First Dao Sect, seeing the old man guarding the door languishing and falling to the ground, actually scolded and scolded, and went up and kicked the old monk several times.

The old monk was already seriously injured, but he was almost kicked to death by them.

Lying on the ground, he vomited a lot of blood.

After all, he is a high-ranking monk who has attained the Tao, but his appearance at the moment is unbearable, and the most unbearable thing for the old monk is that he was beaten by a group of young people and was so blasphemed.

Abominable, really abominable.

These guys from the First Dao Sect are just a bunch of brutes.

The old monk was seriously injured at this time, otherwise, he would definitely fight with Qing Songzi and them.

Don't talk about the old monk, just say that after Qing Songzi led people into the enchantment, he became even more arrogant.

When he came in, he didn't intend to be silent, he swaggered into the gate of the mountain, and released his breath, with a murderous awe, as if he was afraid that the people of Shaomuro Mountain would not be able to see them.

At this moment, they really have a posture that they can't wait to split up Shaomuro Mountain.

"Hmph, the bald donkeys of Shaomu Mountain are all given to Lao Tzu, otherwise today, you Shaomu Mountain will be destroyed. ”