Not long after, Yi Chengcheng followed Jin Shun to the tallest stone house in the center of the tribe.

Yi Chengzhi said that this place had always been a forbidden place before, not to mention them, even the people of the Jinyan tribe were rarely qualified to enter.

"Danshi Vo, go in by yourself, I can't enter the temple without the summons of the patriarch!"

Listening to Jin Shun's words, Yi Cheng nodded, passed the two guards of the Tribulation Period, and entered the stone house directly.

As soon as he walked into the stone house, Yi Cheng's face changed instantly, because at this time, the seventeen or eighteen Mahayana monks were sitting in two rows on the left and right, the sparsely haired patriarch was sitting on the wide seat in front of him, and the other four eight-rank alchemists from the outside world like Yi Cheng were also standing tremblingly below.

Nearly twenty Mahayana monks swept over Yi Cheng's body at the same time with their divine senses, which immediately made him deeply worried, and he hurriedly stood up and did not dare to make the slightest move.

"Come here!"

The patriarch's words made Yi Cheng feel relieved, and those divine senses that swept him were all taken back, and Yi Cheng felt that a cold sweat had broken out on his back.

Yi Cheng took a deep breath before he stepped forward, clasped his fists and bowed: "I've seen the patriarch, I've seen the clan elders!" ”

Yi Cheng's performance seemed to arouse the interest of the patriarch, and he said with a smile: "Not bad, it's a lot better than the previous little guys, it seems that your alchemy is not just an eight-rank primary!" ”

Hearing this, the three eighth-grade alchemists couldn't help but look at Yi Cheng, could it be that this Fu Zhen was still an eighth-grade mid-stage alchemist?

Liao Qichang, who originally thought that he had a grudge against Yi Cheng last time, looked at Yi Cheng with jealousy at this time.

"The patriarch's eyes are like a torch, there is no shortage of elixirs here over the years, and it has provided many opportunities for the younger generations to practice, and after half a month of retreat, he finally entered the middle stage of the eighth grade!" Yi Cheng's reaction is not slow, and there are many people who know the Tao of their own retreat.

"Okay, good, it's really a blessing for our Jinyan tribe!" When the patriarch heard Yi Cheng's admission, he showed heartfelt joy.

Not only the patriarch, but also the clan elders below were also happy.

Liao Qichang and the other three alchemists shouted with envy and jealousy.

Seeing the expressions of these people, Yi Cheng was a little puzzled, what were they going to do?

"I invite you to come over today, there is something that needs the help of a few Dan masters!" The patriarch's expression returned to calm and said solemnly.

"The patriarch is polite, we should serve!" The five Dan Masters said in unison.

"Hehe, very good, I need to do something with the help of the alchemy of the five people, after this matter is successful, the patriarch promises that when you leave, each of you will get three hundred nine-grade spirit grasses, and you can take the seven-eight-grade ones!"

Hearing this, even Yi Cheng was a little surprised, three hundred nine-grade spirit grasses, even if Yi Cheng collected them by himself, it would take hundreds of years, and these alchemists who were only in the early and middle stages of the Tribulation Tribulation could collect fifty in three or five thousand years, which was already very good.

"Thank you, Patriarch!" Although the five people knew that it would not be easy for them to have such a reward, but not to mention how tempting this reward was, was it possible for them to refuse now? Unless it's tired.

"Okay, you guys go down and prepare first, this time it is estimated that it will take hundreds of years, and you will come back in ten days!" The patriarch waved his hand to everyone and told them to go down and prepare first.

Yi Cheng was shocked, what are they going to do in a hundred years?

Returning to the stone house, Yi Cheng thought about it again and again, quietly left the Jinyan tribe, and asked Xiao Jin Xiaojiu to go to meet with Ma and the others, first, to let them know about the affairs of the Dao, and secondly, to avoid accidents.

Ten days later, Yi Cheng came to the temple as scheduled, and at this time, only the patriarch and Jin Gaohua were waiting there, and the rest of the people also rushed to the temple one after another.

"Everyone is here, come with me!"

The patriarch looked at the crowd, walked over to his seat, and stretched out his hand to push the chair to the side.

"Click"

The massive seat moved slowly, and the entrance to a staircase was now below.

The patriarch walked in, Jin Gaohua followed closely, and the others looked at each other, and there was no surprise in them, how could the most important place of a tribe be just such a stone house?

The five Dan Masters rushed in and walked down the steps that were not many feet deep.

At last they came to an end, and the passage became much wider, and they stopped in a hall of twenty feet.

The patriarch walked in front of a stone gate that was seven or eight zhang wide and fourteen or fifteen zhang high, and his body grew rapidly until he became a giant of ten zhang, and then he reached out to push the stone gate.

"Click"

Shimen was slowly pushed to the rear, and the patriarch who was already in the late stage of the tribulation was also bruised at this time, obviously with all his strength.

The stone gate moved more than a dozen zhang to the rear, and the light could finally be seen on both sides, and a strong medicinal fragrance came from the gap.

The patriarch stopped, his body returned to its original size, and walked out of the exposed gap.

When Yi Cheng and the others followed out, they were stunned in an instant, yes, completely sluggish, even Yi Chengdu was no exception.

In front of them was a circular platform distributed by a pyramid, a hundred zhang high, and the top was a platform several zhang.

What shocked Yi Cheng and them was not the height of the platform, but the fact that there was a three-zhang wide circular pond under the platform, in which the slow flow was not the river water, but some light green liquid, and the rich aroma flowed out of the river.

"The spiritual liquid, all of them are spiritual liquids refined from more than seven grades of elixir, my God, how many elixirs are here!" An eighth-rank alchemist in the middle of the tribulation couldn't help but sigh.

Yi Cheng's shock didn't stop there, because there was almost only one building in the hall with a radius of thousands of zhang.

Five eight-rank alchemists were distributed around, concentrating on continuing to refine the medicinal liquid, and then pouring it into the pond little by little.

Yi Cheng's divine sense swept over the entire underground platform, in addition to the five alchemists, there were also five Mahayana clan elders guarding the surroundings, and at the top of the platform, in the center of a stone bed the size of two zhang, there was a beautiful woman lying calmly.

The woman's eyes were closed, her face was ruddy, her breathing was long, she was as calm as a sleeping beauty, but the glowing green robe on her body made Yi Cheng recognize it at a glance.

Qingling magic robe, this is the magic robe that Luoxia bought in Hundred Battles City, and that woman is undoubtedly Luoxia.

"Let's just say why can't I find it, it turns out that they are hiding here, but what do they want to do?" Yi Cheng looked at this scene and thought slowly in his heart.

"Click"

There was another click, and this time it was not the patriarch who did it, but another tall Jin Yan tribal elder.

Yi Cheng glanced at the stone gate that was pushed back, and said secretly in his heart: It's such a simple and practical defense, if it weren't for the Siamese monk of the Mahayana period, he wouldn't be able to enter here.

"Gao Hua, tell them, let's get ready to start!" The patriarch commanded Jin Gaohua beside him.