In the case of the same cultivation, the spiritual power of alchemists is not as strong as that of ordinary monks, because many alchemists' cultivation is hard-stacked by pills.

Alchemists don't practice martial arts, they fight with flames.

Every alchemist will cultivate Danhuo, which can not only be used for alchemy, but also for killing enemies.

Ordinary monks only practice martial arts during the Qi Condensation Period, so their combat effectiveness is not as good as that of alchemists in the realm.

This old man is the chief alchemist of the Donglai Sect, and he is the person with the highest attainment in the Donglai Sect's elixir.

In the Donglai Sect, it is rumored that the old man's Danhuo can easily kill any monk below the foundation in an instant, which is really terrifying.

Even with the blessing of the Shattered Star Footwork, Fang Mu's Heaven-Breaking Fist was still empty, and the old man reacted quickly. Alchemists cultivate the soul, and their spiritual power and reaction are stronger than ordinary people.

The old man appeared at a distance of three zhang away from Fang Mu, his cloudy eyes showed essence, he looked at Fang Mu and said, "There is no fluctuation of spiritual power in the whole body, but the strength and speed are very amazing, it seems that you should be a physical cultivator." ”

Fang Mu listened to the old man's words, and seemed to understand that there were still physical cultivators in this cultivation realm who did not cultivate spiritual power, and whether he could also become a physical cultivator.

"Junior, as a physical cultivator, your physical fitness is stronger than ordinary people in all aspects, maybe you can really resist the effects of the medicine, and then become a strong person. It's better for you to obediently try the medicine and seize this unique opportunity. I promise you that as long as you take this elixir, I will heal your face for you, and I will also attach you a powerful arm. The old man continued.

"If it weren't for the fact that this elixir needs to be taken willingly in order to exert its effect, I would have stuffed the elixir directly into your mouth a long time ago. The old man thought to himself, now he had to persuade Fang Mu to take this pill.

Fang Mu's eyes were staring at the old man, the thunderous blow he had just made had been easily defused by the old man, and there was still a big gap between his own strength and the old man. Feeling the old man's fierce killing intent, Fang Mu was really desperate, could he really only take this pill?

"Then you swear a poisonous oath, after I take this pill, in addition to your promise, you will let me leave the Donglai Sect. Fang Mu said to the old man.

When the old man heard this, he was very happy. He bit his finger and imprinted the blood on the hall, swearing to the heavens. This kind of poisonous oath is very ruthless, and if you break the oath, you will be punished by heaven. The old man did this so that Fang Mu, who was in a weak position, could take the pill with confidence.

Fang Mu took the yellow pill, as soon as the pill entered his stomach, he felt a burst of heat in his stomach, and the medicinal power began to radiate into Fang Mu's internal organs, Fang Mu felt that his whole body was hot and unbearable, as if he was in a sea of fire.

When the medicinal power reached the position of the three-inch dantian below the navel, it could no longer enter. Fang Mu's dantian and meridians were full of poisonous blood and dirt, and it was these dirt that blocked the flow of qi and made Fang Mu lose his cultivation.

Fang Mu also thought that it was the broken meridians and the broken dantian that caused the cultivation to be absent, it turned out to be the dantian, and there was poisonous blood and dirt in the meridians.

The medicinal power of the pill was very strong, impacting Fang Mu's dantian again and again, Fang Mu rolled on the ground in pain, and his pores began to discharge black poisonous blood and dirt, which was extremely unpleasant. The blood blisters on his face also cracked, and yellow pus flowed out, giving off a fishy smell.

The old man looked at the changes in Fang Mu's body in disbelief, and he said in a daze, "Could it be that my elixir still has the function of detoxification?"

Fang Mu's face was full of fishy yellow pus, and his body was also covered with dirt and black blood, and now Fang Mu looked miserable, like burnt dough fried in an oil pot.

But Fang Mu was unprecedentedly relaxed, the meridians and dantian were extremely smooth, and the medicinal power generated by this elixir forced out the dirt and poisonous blood in his body.

Although there was still most of the dirt and black blood in his body, at least Fang Mu was able to absorb qi and practice normally. It is equivalent to saying that from now on, Fang Mu will no longer be a wasted person.

"It would be great if there were a few more pills like this to force out the poisonous blood in the body. Fang Mu felt the comfort of his body and thought so.

"Thank you seniors, I have already tried the efficacy of the medicine, and I ask my seniors to fulfill their promises. Fang Mu clenched his fists and said to the old man.

But what ushered in was the old man's cluster of flame attacks, and before Fang Mu could take precautions, he was knocked to the ground by this cluster of flames.

Fang Mu said angrily: "If you don't keep your word, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

The old man's expression was gloomy, and he sneered: "Junior, you are still too young, what I smeared on the Yin Hall just now is just the most ordinary blood, and there is no communication with the Heavenly Dao at all, and it is not a big deal to break the oath." If I let you out, and you go out and talk nonsense about my Donglai Sect taking people to test medicine, won't it ruin the reputation of my Donglai Sect?"

The old man walked up to Fang Mu and crouched down, his cloudy eyes showed essence, and he sighed: "Don't worry, after the old man checks your memory, the old man will leave you a whole corpse." ”

He knocked Fang Mu unconscious, probed his palm to Fang Mu's head, and began to search Fang Mu's soul and probe Fang Mu's memory.

Soul searching is a means of reading other people's memories in the cultivation realm. The higher the cultivation of the soul seeker, the greater the difference between the cultivation of the soul seeker and the cultivation of the soul searcher, the more complete the memory read.

The strength of the soul is divided according to the soul power, which is divided into levels one to ten, which can naturally increase through the growth of the monk's cultivation, or it can increase the soul power by cultivating the soul.

Alchemists are the representatives of soul cultivation, they don't value cultivation, they focus on soul power. Therefore, alchemist soul searching has a huge advantage over ordinary monks.

The old man found that this young man who was not good-looking actually had a first-level peak soul power, and if he wanted to reach the first-level peak, it would prove that this young man might be a monk at the peak of condensation, or that the young man had cultivated his soul.

The old man's interest was even stronger, and he now wanted to find out what was going on with Fang Mu. He worked hard to finally break the barrier of Fang Mu's soul, and he began to investigate the memories in Fang Mu's mind.

The expression on the old man's face was constantly changing, and it became more and more difficult to believe what he had just seen. When the soul search was over, he remembered what he had just seen, and he still felt palpitations.

"If I hand him over to the court, then I will not sit on the glory and wealth. The old man said excitedly.

The old man's eyes were full of greed, and he stroked Fang Mu's dirty body back and forth, like touching an ancient treasure.

When Fang Mu woke up, he found that he was tied to a stone pillar in the cave mansion, unable to move.

"Heavenly Demon Sect Fang Mu, it's you. The old man said.

When Fang Mu heard his name, he was surprised. But if you think about it carefully, this old man must have known his name by Soul Search.

"Knowing my name, you still don't let me go, let me tell you, I am the descendant of the Nine Elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect, as long as I die, you Donglai Sect will give me a burial. Fang Mu simply and generously admitted, and then moved out of the name of the master to see if he could scare the old man.

"What a stupid boy, since I know your identity and dare to tie you here, it proves that I am not afraid of your master. And, with what you do, your master will keep you?" the old man scoffed.

Fang Mu was confused by the old man's words, according to the old man's tone, he seemed to have done a heinous thing.

Then, the old man said.

"Half a year ago, Lord Vulcan died in the Heavenly Demon Gate of the Southern Mountain Region. Through investigation, the court learned that the Vulcan had contact with you before his death, but people did not believe that you killed the Vulcan. After all, Fang Mu was just a Qi Condensing Cultivator, how could he possibly kill Lord Vulcan? However, I searched your soul just now, and I knew exactly that it was you who killed Lord Vulcan, and you were Fang Mu. ”

"It's nonsense, my Mu has never killed anyone in his life. Fang Mu gritted his teeth and said.

"If you don't admit it, I'll let you see something. After the old man finished speaking, a white light appeared in his eyes, and the white light hit the wall of the cave, and the white light showed a first-person picture.

Fang Mu was very surprised when he saw that picture, wasn't that the picture of himself falling from the thunder boat? He saw the crying Zhou Ru, and felt that she had become beautiful again, I don't know how she is now, alas.

But the next picture made Fang Mu feel incredible, when the old man in the python robe was about to leave, he actually stopped him, he held the dark iron giant sword, and showed the swordsmanship given to him by Li Desheng, and his own swordsmanship in the picture was actually perfect. In the end, the old man in the python robe was forced to blow himself up, and the ring and storage bag in his hand were also wiped out in this explosion, and the Xuantie giant sword was also gone, and he didn't know where it fell.

Fang Mu couldn't believe that this was his memory, why didn't he remember.

When the picture ended, the old man looked at Fang Mu again, playing with taste: "The imperial court has a heavy reward for the murderer, as long as he can provide information about the murderer, he will be knighted." You said that if I handed you over to the court, how much benefit I should lose. But I'm going to give you a choice to live, hand over your exercises that will greatly increase your strength. ”

"The court will kill you, the guy who tests the medicine of ordinary people, I am not afraid of death, and it is useless for you to threaten me. Fang Mu said fiercely.

"Hmph, I hope you think clearly, I'll give you three days to think about it, if you still refuse to hand over the exercises after three days, I'll hand you over to the imperial court. The old man said.

The old man left the cave and said to the two monks guarding the cave, "I'll go out to do some errands, and you two will guard the cave." ”

"The disciple obeys the order, please rest assured that the sect master!"

The old man sneered, and flew north, today is the day to hand over resources to Shangzong.

"Hmph, after I hand over that Fang Mu to the imperial court and make an official and knight, I will no longer be the suzerain of this Donglai Sect, and I won't have to be angry with those old things in the Shangzong. ”

In the damp and gloomy cave mansion, Fang Mu was tied to the cold stone pillar, and he was thinking about how to escape from the cave mansion, first of all, he had to break the rope that bound him.

Fang Mu tried to break the rope with brute force, but Fang Mu used all his strength, but the rope became tighter and tighter, and Fang Mu's body was strangled, like a wrapped zongzi.