Chapter 935: A Variable Not Calculated by the Immortals
"Why can this kid be able to hold it in his hand, but others can't?" Lao Tzu just doesn't believe in this evil!" The strong man who shouted the most just now harnessed the Divine Rainbow and flew on a rampage, and a long sword stabbed straight into the wrist that was holding the demon refining pot high.
Snort β
Dead black light shone on the blade of the sword, the sharp and incomparable blade instantly turned into a puddle of molten iron, the flesh and blood on the arm holding the sword swelled when it was light, and the whole person was blown into a fat man like an air bag, and it broke when it was poked!
But then a terrifying and bloody scene happened under everyone's noses, his skin and flesh fell off piece by piece, his internal organs and intestines and meridians were rotten into pieces of rotten flesh, he wanted to scream in his mouth, but only a cold neck bone was left in his throat, and death beckoned to him.
"Who else wants? β
Jiang Changan simply put the demon refining pot on top of his head, came to the old man in the green robe, and said, "Thank you seniors for your righteous action." β
"Mr. Jiang, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's leave first......"
"Don't be in a hurry, the most important thing at the moment is to heal the injuries of your predecessors first. β
Everyone scoffed: "What big words, what this black light hurts is cultivation, boy, can you make up for the cultivation of a powerful and powerful person?"
The old man in the green robe also shook his head with a wry smile: "The old man just made a move, not to help Mr. Jiang, but simply to look down on the act of taking advantage of the fire to rob, Mr. Jiang is not more worried." The old man's injury was irreparably damaged and could not be solved. β
Jiang Changan was noncommittal, and said with a slight smile: "I wonder if I can borrow the Bi Scar Dragon Emperor tendon from my predecessors?"
The old man in the green robe was skeptical, so he had to take out the magic medicine that had not yet been hot.
The ridicule of the crowd did not stop for a moment: "Hey, this kid is really elusive, I want to see what tricks he can play......"
Yuan Jiye was interested, but somehow, he was full of confidence in this young man, and he didn't know where the confidence came from.
Jiang Chang'an's palms of the six hell spirit fires gathered into a Ding furnace, and without saying a word, he directly put the Blue Mark Dragon Emperor tendon into it.
"Alchemist? This kid is still an alchemist? β
"What about the alchemists? β
Jiang Chang'an's fingertips did not move, but the purple fire moved with his heart, his cultivation speed has not been slow, and the technique of refining medicine has not been put aside for a day, there is a magic medicine in the mirror of the Divine Mansion, and there are as many as a basket of refining residue in the Divine Mansion every night, if other alchemists who regard Lingwu Grass as an immortal delicacy can see it, they must scold the tyrannical destruction of heavenly things and the death of a heart attack.
Everyone saw that he occasionally put in one or two unrecognizable spirit grasses, the medicinal age was very ancient, and within half an hour, a stream of fragrant fragrance came to the nostrils, filling the entire ancient palace courtyard. Just by sniffing it from afar, the body and mind are comfortable, and the spiritual energy is difficult to suppress.
Dancheng, this is a golden elixir, with purple points of light flowing on it, like a secret spell word, mysterious and treacherous, difficult to crack.
Boom Boom β
A thick layer of black clouds has accumulated on the surface of the water, among which the silver-white thunder points roll, clattering on the surface of the South China Sea, like a silver-white long snake running into the sea, there are as thick as mountain roads, there are hundreds of them!
"Thunder Tribulation! This is ...... This is a thunderstorm that only comes from the Sanpindan! And look at the size of this rolling thunder...... The quality of the pill is close to that of the second grade pill!"
Everyone couldn't help but marvel, they had seen a lot of alchemists on weekdays, but when had they ever seen such a real pill refining a pill under the guise of alchemy, let alone a second-grade pill!
In the face of this kind of painless thunder tribulation, Jiang Changan did not dodge or dodge, and the thunder light that was heavier than this has been suffered, and this level of Dan Lei is as weak as tickling.
"Senpai, please ......"
After crossing the Danlei, Jiang Changan handed the elixir to the old man in the green robe, and the old man trembled excitedly, feeling the temperature of the elixir in the palm of his hand, and it took a long time to come to his senses.
It's not nonsense, since it has become a pill, he simply used the dead horse as a live horse doctor, and the old man raised his hand and swallowed the medicine.
Jindan melts in the mouth, like a warm current, straight to the intestines and lungs, and before it reaches the stomach, it turns into a little essence and scatters all over the body, like a warm sun, and the whole body is extraordinarily warm.
In less than a moment or three, a little ruddy appeared on his pale face, and his whole body was full of spiritual power, turning over the spirit yuan and body, full of vitality, how could he still look a little injured?
Not only that, but the medicinal effect of the Blue Mark Dragon Emperor Tendon is far more than that, if you fully comprehend and digest it, you may even break through it, and it will be even better!
The old man in the green robe was surprised and delighted, and bowed his hand: "Mr. Jiang's kindness to the old man will never forget, if he is brave in the future, even if he speaks, the short and long pavilion Gu Wantong will be reciprocated!"
"Really...... It's really cured!"
Everyone's eyes shattered, and they couldn't believe it at all, this incurable disease that Lingyuan had hit hard was like an incurable disease in his hands, and it could be solved in three clicks and two clicks?
It was done, Jiang Changan had no reason to stay here, leaving behind a few people from the Yao family, and only led the nine Saint Ji and Gu Wantong out of the courtyard, under the deterrence of the demon refining pot, thousands of strong people automatically avoided a way out.
Many strong people are annoyed and remorseful, but they are helpless.
Jiang Changan went around for another half a day according to the Heaven Opening Technique, and the group officially broke away from the Eye of the South China Sea.
Hu Xiangrong asked, "Little brother, why didn't Yao Sheng bury his beloved in the ancient hall, but let it go in the depths of the eye of the South China Sea?"
Jiang Chang'an said: "Where is it safer in the ancient palace than the depths of the Eye of the South China Sea? She used to like to be in the city, but she has seen the most chaotic wars and the most crazy plunder, and now, she is tired and temporarily asleep, and the crowd will ......wake her up."
Fox Xiang Rong Wan'er: "There is another question, what is written on the immortal edict? is it really enough to overwhelm the Ten Thousand Books of Shenzhou alone?"
"Of course. He said firmly, a smile on the corner of his mouthβ
"It was the most beautiful and beautiful long poem in the world......"
He turned around and looked at the vast and endless sea area, and then thought of Yao Baiyu and the delicate woman named Shuixin like crystal, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.
Eyes of the South Seas.
The cold jade coffin slowly walked forward in the endless river water, and the seven great powers took a step at a time.
Walking to the deepest place, suddenly, the jade coffin was vibrated for life......
Boom la la la......
Like a silver bead falling on a jade plate, the coffin lid trembled violently, opened a gap, stretched out an arm, and the palm was as dry as firewood, but it could vaguely distinguish that it was a woman's hand.
The seven supreme powers showed horror on their faces, and knelt on the ground one after another, retreating for several feet, motionless, like stone carvings, and their movements were done in one go, as if they had done it many times, and they were completely accustomed to it.
In the dark abyss, he also slowly reached out and put a hand on the palm of the dead wood.
At the same time, an old and hoarse old man's voice seemed to be muttering, extremely gentle: "I found some spiritual source Qi Flow, and it can make you live for a long time......
Rumble!
The lid of the coffin buzzed and trembled.
He caressed her palm and comforted her softly: "Hehe, I know, I know, he took what I left him, he will use it." One soul and one spirit, jumping out of reincarnation, others can't, but he is the only one, he is a variable of heaven and man, a variable that the group of immortals has not calculated......"
I don't know how long it took, but the woman in the coffin seemed to be sleeping softly.
The old man chuckled, and his voice was juvenile:
"Once upon a time, the moon under the sea was the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you was the sweetheart. Later, I had peach blossoms and wine, stars and rivers, swords and spring breezes, fast horses and light boats. Spring and autumn, joy and sorrow, but there is no more you.
Hongchen is strange, and he forgets to write a book.
Later, I realized that the most bitter thing in the world is-
The moon under the sea can't be fished, and the people in front of you can't reach it.
- So, keep a river flowing eastward, listen to the fish and shrimp talk to me about you. β