The Philosopher's Stone is a taboo, but the magical ability of the Philosopher's Stone is enough to make people break the taboo, the civilized world, there is order, and no one will risk destroying the order and wantonly kill in order to refine the Philosopher's Stone.

But outside the civilized world, there is still a vast world, which does not belong to the civilized world, but is the hunting ground of the major transcendent forces, where the cheapest thing is life!

This is a tacit matter for the major transcendent forces.

There is another method, that is, war, in this era when refining the Philosopher's Stone is not allowed, all the major transcendent forces use this method to obtain what they want.

The core of Allah is the Stone of the Philosopher, the condensed Stone of the Philosopher!

Only by using the condensed Philosopher's Stone as the raw material of the power furnace can it carry the circuit of the True God level, and wantonly extract the energy of the Universe Taivoid to burst out with a great power far beyond that of the Sage.

This is the pinnacle of prehistoric civilization, the leader of all man-made gods, so it is called Allah!

In this era when both spiritual civilization and technological civilization are far from being compared with prehistoric times, the power of Allah is enough to suppress everything!

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"Crackling!"

It was raining outside the house, making the sky and the earth foggy, Zhang Daoyi stood in front of the window, with his hands behind his back, looking at the rain outside the window.

Behind Zhang Daoyi, Zhang Churan and Yun Qianqian sat on the sofa, Yun Qianqian hugged a pillow and curled up lazily in the sofa, like a kitten, quietly looking at Zhang Churan who was making tea.

Yun Qianqian likes the atmosphere of a rainy day very much, it is cold and dark and humid outside, but the home is warm, bright and dry, this stark contrast is easy to give birth to a sense of happiness.

The charcoal burns and releases heat in the small stove on the coffee table, and on the stove, a small and delicate brass teapot is steaming and making a slight noise.

"Chu Ran, how long will it take!"

The fragrance on the tip of her nose made Yun Qianqian feel a little itchy, and she found for the first time that the fragrance of tea was so good.

"Don't worry! This tea is different from ordinary tea, it has to be boiled for enough time! ”

Zhang Churan stared at the red fire and responded.

The tea leaves boiled in the small copper kettle are different from ordinary tea leaves, which are generally soaked in boiling water, but the tea leaves in the copper kettle can only be boiled slowly.

Only in this way can the fragrance of tea be released to the extreme.

This pot of tea has been boiling for almost an hour, but it is still not boiled well, but Zhang Churan is very patient and does not have the slightest hurry, as if making tea is a very enjoyable thing.

"What a weirdo! All day long, he looks like he has seen through Hongchen and has no desires, has he been emotionally stimulated before? Boredom, Yun Qianqian turned her gaze to Zhang Daoyi, who was standing by the window.

Yun Qianqian has been here for three days, and her impression of Zhang Daoyi has changed slightly, before he thought that Zhang Daoyi was decadent and lazy, but now, if she didn't know that Zhang Daoyi was only in her twenties, she would have to wonder if Zhang Daoyi was a seventy or eighty-year-old monk who appeared in front of her after rejuvenation.

She had already determined that Zhang Daoyi was not decadent at all, but a kind of indifference, except for Zhang Churan, Zhang Daoyi didn't seem to take anything to heart.

Yun Qianqian's figure or appearance is not bad, no matter where she went before, the male looked at her eyes, and it was inevitable that there would be something different, after all, everyone has a love for beauty, which is a very normal thing.

But here, Yun Qianqian could feel that Zhang Dao's gaze at her was no different from looking at the wild flowers and weeds on the side of the road, or that he completely ignored her existence!

For the first time, she was suspicious of her own presence, when did her own presences be so low?!

"Could it be that there is something physically flawed in him?!" Yun Qianqian couldn't help but think crankily.

"Brother, the tea is ready!"

At this moment, a soft voice sounded, interrupting Yun Qianqian's reverie.

In this meeting, she has relied on the painter's extraordinary associative ability to make up more than a dozen stories of Zhang Dao's disability in her own brain.

What fell in love with a powerful rich girl, but was broken by the rich girl's father; What is good with the mistress of the underworld boss, but he was discovered by the boss, cut off the root of his life with a knife, and after he almost died, he could only hide his name and live here......

The more Yun Qianqian thought about it, the more exaggerated she became, if it wasn't for interrupting Zhang Churan's voice, God knows where she would have thought of going.

But just the time of this meeting has made Yun Qianqian's gaze look at Zhang Daoyi with a little pity, the so-called too deep into the play is her current situation.

"There's a guest coming, I'll go out and pick it up!"

Putting down the cup, Zhang Daoyi said.

"Is Sister Purple Pupil here?!"

When Zhang Churan heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

"It's her!"

Zhang Dao nodded, turned around and walked towards the door.

Zhang Churan and Xia Zitong have always been in contact, and the special experience five years ago created a special relationship between them.

Bang dang!

The door opened, and the expected cold wind did not pour in, but only a warm current, which made Yun Qianqian feel warm all over.

Zhang Daoyi's current martial arts have reached the point where the sun and the moon are combined, and the gods are in the void, and the physical body communicates with heaven and earth all the time, colliding with the world.

Where he is located is the blessed land of Lingshan, the reason why Yun Qianqian feels comfortable living here is because Zhang Daoyi is sitting here, always regulating the feng shui of this world.

Outside the house, it was still drizzling, making the sky and the earth gray, Zhang Daoyi stood outside the door, and saw a white car from a distance breaking through the rain.

The car stopped steadily in the open space in front of the house, and soon, the door opened, and out of the cab, a woman with long hair fluttering, bright eyes and bright teeth, wearing a moon-white dress, came out.

The woman's face is delicate and perfect, there is a quiet and stable taste on her body, it is raining in the sky, and the ground is also very muddy, but the woman's body is not contaminated with any raindrops and dust, giving people a feeling of being out of the mud and not stained, as if she is a female Bodhisattva walking in the world.

In five years, Xia Zitong has changed a lot!

"Long time no see!"

Xia Zitong smiled gently, making the dim world seem to be full of light.

"Let's go in and talk!"

Zhang Daoyi smiled and stretched out his hand, motioning for Xia Zitong to go in.

As for the purpose of Xia Zitong's trip, Zhang Daoyi already knew that for him, that incident was just a gesture.

"Hmm!"

Xia Zitong nodded, she didn't be polite with Zhang Daoyi, she knew that Zhang Daoyi was not the kind of person who liked to be polite.

"Sister Purple Pupil, long time no see, this is my friend, Yun Qianqian!" Seeing Xia Zitong come in, Zhang Churan happily pounced over and gave Xia Zitong a big hug.

"Ahh

At this moment, Yun Qianqian saw Xia Zitong's appearance clearly, and suddenly let out an exclamation, almost jumping up from the sofa.