Chapter 39: Retreat

Everyone followed the sound and looked, and the person who spoke, with a childish face and a lofty and elegant face, was the only elder of the Qingqi Gate Zhendan Palace, Xu Yuan, the great elder of the Zhangdan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The True Dan Hall is an extremely important hall of Qingqi Gate, inheriting and managing the precious elixirs that Qingqi Gate has always obtained, and has jurisdiction over all the alchemy rooms of Qingqi Gate, which is the soul hall of Qingqi Gate Dandao.

Xu Yuan, the cultivation of the foundation of the Great Perfection, is only half a step away from the Jindan period, and at the same time he is full of alchemy, he is the only alchemy master in Qingqi Sect and even in the entire Qingguo, and he is only a millimeter away from the rumored alchemy master, and he is deeply respected among the seven major sects of Qingguo.

The four disciplines of alchemy, refining, talisman making, and formation can be divided from low to high according to the mastery of the cultivator's technique: apprentice, teacher, master, grandmaster, mystic master, respected teacher, and holy master.

Everyone in the hall was silent, and Sun Jin also sat up straight and said, "Please teach Senior Brother Xu." ”

Xu Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Don't dare, the head is polite." There must be a reason for things to be abnormal, according to what the senior brother of Zhou Ming said, the demon beasts are fighting each other in the depths of the North Peak, wreaking havoc, and there has never been on the edge of the North Peak, so it can be seen that there is a lot of possibility of secret treasures appearing in the depths of the North Peak. ”

Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly.

Xu Yuan continued: "The strength of the demon beast is strong, and the monks above the foundation building period are invincible, in order to achieve a quick victory, the more people we send, the better." His eyes swept over Wang Hong, Li Jie, Zhou Ming and others, "As for the matter of alchemy, why don't I refine a bottle of Xuanjing Pill for each of the four families?"

After Xu Yuan finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Hong and Li Jie with deep meaning in his eyes, smiled silently, Wang Hong and Li Jie nodded in agreement, as if they were indifferent, on the other hand, Wang Gui on the side, there was no trace of joy in his eyes.

Xuanjing Pill is Xu Yuan's original low-level Xuandan, which can assist monks below the Jindan stage, increase the success rate of breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation, and have the mysterious effect of calming the mind and holding on to the soul.

Xuan Jingdan, on weekdays in Qingqimen, even if he is as powerful as the head, it is difficult to find, but now each of the four families can have a bottle, although there are only three pills in a bottle, the people of the four families are still overjoyed.

Sun Jin and Zhao Xinying said almost in unison: "On behalf of the Sun (Zhao) family, I thank Senior Brother Xu!"

The argument ended, and then Sun Jin issued several decrees, and then the crowd dispersed.

Qingjian Peak, the miscellaneous disciples who returned from the training of this North Peak will be exempted from one year's chores immediately, and the sect will give each person a bottle of Qingbai Dan and ten lower grade spirit stones. As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar among the disciples of Qingqi Sect, but when asked, each of the returning miscellaneous disciples was tight-lipped and did not say a word.

Danxun Peak, that night, headed by Zhao, Li, Wang, and Sun, each family led a team, and each team of ten monks in the foundation building period set off quietly in four different directions of the north peak. Soon after, some genius disciples of Danxiang Peak and Qingwu Peak also quietly disappeared for more than ten days, and after they reappeared, they all said that they had just come out of retreat and cultivated.

In the respective secret rooms of the Zhao, Li, Wang, and Sun families, a group of monks of different numbers in the foundation building period or the condensation period often gathered to quietly discuss something.

Up and down the entire Qingqi Gate, there is a mysterious atmosphere.

And all this has little to do with Su Wang, at this moment, Su Wang is sitting in the wooden house of Chengxi Garden, with a face of wanting to cry without tears.

Not long after returning to the sect, Su Wang and the other experienced disciples were quietly summoned to go to the Qingluo Hall to inquire about the affairs of the North Peak, and then, they were rewarded by the sect, but they were ordered not to disclose the affairs of the North Peak to anyone.

Huang Han also went to Chengxi Garden once, but he didn't ask much about the matter of Beifeng, he just told himself to study hard and concentrate on cultivation, and when he left, he left Su Wang with a few lower-grade spirit stones and a bottle of Qi Condensing Pill.

Su Wang was holding a red bead in his hand, to be precise, he was holding a faint red light, inside the red light, the red bead floated in it, next to the red bead, a snow-white mosquito and a red ant, their eyes were closed, motionless, but at this moment, they were surrounded by amazing aura, and they were slowly being sucked into the bodies of mosquitoes and ants.

It turned out that Su Wang had been arranged to run non-stop since he returned from the North Peak experience, until late at night two days later, Su Wang was finally able to calm down, and after setting up a forbidden and small spirit gathering array around Chengxi Garden, and a trapping array in the wooden house, he declared that he would retreat and practice for a year.

Just now, Su Wang's mind probed into the Mixed Ritual Ring, but he was sadly surprised to find that in the Mixed Ritual Ring, the nearly 200 lower-grade spirit stones that originally existed had all turned gray and dull, and the "culprit" seemed to be the two hateful little black spots, mosquitoes and ants!

Su Wang screamed silently, if he hadn't just obtained more than a dozen low-grade spirit stones, he would have been destitute again.

There was pain and hatred in his heart, he picked up the red light and looked at it carefully, the red light seemed to be weak and thin, but it was unbreakable, Su Wang ruthlessly used the Xuantie flying sword to pierce the red light, and still tightly wrapped the red beads and the "culprit".

The red beads, the size of a pigeon's egg, do not emit light, and there are no patterns or runes on the surface of the beads, no matter how you look at them, they are similar to the worldly red agate beads.

As for the mosquitoes and ants, except for the slight difference in color and the spiritual power that stole all the spirit stones in the Mixed Ritual Ring, the rest are not much different from the worldly mosquitoes and ants.

After observing for a long time and finding nothing, Su Wang finally threw the red light at his feet with hatred, sat down cross-legged, got rid of distracting thoughts, and was about to start cultivating.

As usual, Su Wang first cultivated the method of chopping wood, and as Su Wang's breath was breathed, the surrounding aura began to slowly gather, and it was slowly inhaled along all parts of his body.

What Su Wang didn't notice was that the red light at his feet, with the operation of the wood-chopping method, the light flickered, and finally, the red light suddenly flourished, and it was no longer wrapped in red beads, mosquitoes and ants, and it shot straight into Su Wang's eyebrows.

In an instant, Su Wang only felt that in his body, a red light was shining, and the wood-chopping method was involuntarily running wildly, and the surrounding aura was rolling in, like a stormy wave, constantly impacting Su Wang's muscles, bones, flesh, and meridians.

Su Wang's pain is unbearable, his whole body is uncontrollable, and all parts of his body seem to be torn, reorganized, torn and reorganized, so repeatedly, painful to the bone marrow, if it weren't for these years, Su Wang's body has been constantly tempered by the method of chopping wood, but I am afraid that at this moment, he would have exploded and died.

If Su Wang could see it, the small spirit gathering array outside the house was running rapidly, within a radius of ten miles, a large amount of spiritual energy was surging, all converging into the wooden house, and the yellow light curtain of the sleepy array could not stop it in the slightest, and the amazing aura tightly surrounded Su Wang's body.

Fortunately, the place of Chengxi Garden is remote and it is late at night, otherwise, such a vision will definitely be detected and suspicious.

Su Wang gritted his teeth, persevered, and the severe pain left Su Wang's consciousness only a trace of clarity.