In the next few days, Qin Yu was refining pills during the day, and meditating and practicing with the help of the Dakun Yuan Dan at night. Although his cultivation time was reduced by half, the speed of his cultivation improvement had increased several times with the support of the Great Kun Yuan Dan.

The first batch of 500 bottles of Daqian Yuan Dan has been sent to the Star Picking Pavilion, with a price tag of five top-grade spirit beads for a bottle. Because the price tag is too high, and the elixir of the Star Pavilion has always had a bad reputation, it has not been able to sell a bottle so far. Qin Yu was not in a hurry, and still refined a large number of pills at a rate of five hundred bottles a day.

As for the Xuanwu Hall, the day after Zhao Hongxiang divided the pills, some children of the Zhao family came to the door to ask for the pills. Zhao Hongxiang rejected their requests one by one according to Qin Yu's instructions, but only said that there would be a martial arts meeting in five days, and then he would have his own Dakun Yuan Dan reward.

As soon as the news came out, those side disciples who were in urgent need of pill cultivation were gearing up, intending to show their skills in the martial arts. For a time, the cultivation enthusiasm of the children of the Zhao family was also unprecedentedly high.

On the evening of this day, Qin Yu was meditating and practicing, only to feel a slight omen flash in his heart. After a little thought, he realized that these signs actually came from his own divine sea. Qin Yu didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly withdrew his divine consciousness and made it return to the Divine Sea.

As soon as the divine consciousness sank into the Divine Sea, he saw countless turquoise patterns pouring down like a waterfall. These patterns continue to intertwine, quickly condensing into the image of an old man with a gloomy face. As soon as the old man appeared, he looked straight at Qin Yu and asked sharply, "You are Qin Yu?"

Qin Yu looked at the old man who was condensed from the Heavenly Dao runes, and was just silent.

"What, was it stupid to be scared by the old man?"

Seeing this, the old man sneered again, put his hands behind his back, and said sarcastically.

Qin Yu chuckled lightly, and said loudly: "Didn't the seniors invade the Divine Sea with their divine souls to take the lives of the juniors? Or is it that the seniors are not completely sure, so they ridicule me and reprimand me, trying to disturb the juniors' minds?"

Seeing that Qin Yu's expression was calm, the old man was not as panicked as others, he couldn't help frowning, and said secretly: "This person can see through my methods, and he is obviously also a sharp-minded person. Although I have now entered the Xuanguang Realm, I have crossed the soul and can only use my soul power to evolve the Heavenly Dao to suppress it. And this person's soul power is far greater than ordinary people, not to mention, and what he cultivates is the purple light heavenly thunder that can restrain my soul path. I'll have to get him to show his flaws, and then strangulate him with all my might. ”

The old man thought like this, and he already had a plan in his heart. I saw that he shook his head contemptuously and said, "The old man is a dignified monk of the Xuanguang Realm, how can he be afraid of you, a junior who has just entered the Ming Qi Realm. The old man just saw that you were talented and cultivated with purple light and thunder, and he loved you for a while, and wanted to give you a chance. ”

"Oh?"

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "What chance?"

"Naturally...... Chance to die!"

The old man saw that Qin Yu's mind had already loosened a little, and he knew that the time had come, so he shouted violently, and with a wave of his hand, he threw out countless Heavenly Dao runes. The turquoise dao patterns were like an iron whip, and Qin Yu was enveloped in it in an instant.

"Hahaha......"

The old man laughed a few times, constantly dancing his arms, controlling the Dao pattern to shrink and shrink again. Soon, these Heavenly Dao runes turned into a round ball, wrapping Qin Yu layer by layer.

"Boy, don't mess with those you shouldn't mess with in your next life!"

The old man raised his hand and shook it weakly, and was about to completely crush Qin Yu's divine sense, when he suddenly heard a low shout ringing in his ears.

"Broken!"

A gray ray suddenly emerged through the layers of envelopment. As soon as the gray mangs drilled out, they re-transformed into countless avenue runes. The gray stripes stretched out like tentacles, looking like a large mouth of blood basin slowly opening on the surface of the ball. Qin Yu stepped out of his mouth and came straight to the old man.

"How is it possible! You are just a cultivator of the Ming Qi Realm, how can you break through the old man's soul cage!"

The old man stretched out his hand as he spoke, wanting to retract the Heavenly Dao Rune, but found that the induction between him and the Dao Pattern had been cut off. The old man looked behind Qin Yu in surprise, but saw that those weird gray Dao patterns were constantly eroding his Heavenly Dao runes. These Heavenly Dao runes were transformed by the old man's divine soul, and every point of erosion of his aura weakened. In the blink of an eye, the old man's figure had become several times thinner.

The old man's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "This... This... This is not the Heavenly Thunder Avenue!"

After the Hongmeng Dao pattern eroded all the Heavenly Dao runes, it had more than doubled. Qin Yu stretched out his hand, and these patterns automatically fell into his palm, condensing into an exquisite fog tower.

When the old man saw the fog tower in Qin Yu's hand, his expression changed suddenly, and he said with a look of disbelief: "Star... Star..."

Qin Yu chuckled lightly and said, "The predecessors are going to die with peace of mind, so why do you need to say more!"

Before the words fell, a high-pitched dragon roar rang out from the first floor of the Star Tower. At the same time, countless purple light patterns shot out, wrapping around the old man's limbs and neck, slowly dragging him into it. For a while, there was a loud thunder in the pagoda, and occasionally purple lightning shone brightly.

"Ahh Yes... Ah, don't kill me!"

The screams and begging for mercy came intermittently, but Qin Yu was unmoved. After a long time, the thunder and lightning gradually subsided, and countless fragments of memory floated out.

Qin Yu's heart moved, and with a sweep of his eyes, he took all the memory pictures into his eyes. After a while, I saw that his face suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "It turned out to be you, an old horseman!"

After speaking, Qin Yu returned to the present world with a volume of divine consciousness. I saw that with a twist of his wrist, there was already a black token in his hand. Qin Yu injected the True Yuan into the token, and it didn't take long for him to hear footsteps outside the door.

"In Xia Zhaowu, come at the call!"

Qin Yu walked out of the room, glanced at Zhao Wu and the dozens of Yelang behind him, and said in a cold voice: "Sacrifice the ark, let's go!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wu complied, and casually took out a pocket ark and threw it into the air. As soon as the Ark appeared, it grew in size until it became a two-story ship.

Qin Yu jumped up on the guardrail and landed firmly on the deck. He looked around, then pointed a point, "This way!"

As soon as he said that, Yun Zhou floated up and rushed straight in the direction he was pointing.

In the mountain cave only fifty miles away from Zhao's mansion, a thin old man with a gloomy face and a weak breath sat cross-legged on the rock, and another old man in a green shirt was pacing slowly.

"An hour has passed, why haven't you returned to your soul yet!"

The old man in the green shirt subconsciously glanced at the Taoist friend in his mouth, but saw several blood lines gushing out from his seven holes. The old man in the green shirt changed his expression, jumped in front of the thin old man in one step, and pulled out a jade plaque with a black body from his hand.

The jade plate was handed, and the old man in the green shirt turned around and was about to leave. As soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, a figure was already in his arms. The old man only felt that his hand was empty, and the jade plate fell into the control of the other party. In the blink of an eye, a huge force struck, and his whole person was knocked out.

The old man looked up at the person who had come and saw that it was a young samurai with a square face who had attacked him. The samurai's figure flashed, and he gave way to the entrance of the cave, and a young man in black clothes immediately stepped in. The young man took the jade plaque from the samurai's hand, examined it, and then took it into his arms, and then looked up at the old man in the green shirt on the ground.

"Elder Lu, long time no see!"

The old man in the green shirt changed his expression when he heard this, and shouted: "Qin Yu!"

"Naturally it's me!"

Qin Yu looked at this Qingyuanguan elder with an indifferent expression and said coldly.

The old man gritted his teeth, and when he was about to fight to break the net, dozens of dead soldiers stepped in and surrounded Qin Yu in the middle. Although there is no true element circulation in the bodies of these dead soldiers, they all have a strong aura, and they are all martial artists in the Dacheng realm.

The old man's expression changed, and he was about to plead, but Qin Yu over there had already shook his head and said coldly: "Zhao Wu, send Elder Lu on the road!"

After saying that, he didn't look at the old man, and left the cave directly.