"Ah, my head hurts!"

'Chen Lang' rubbed his head and woke up from his dream, and after a night of fusing the divine soul, the golden divine soul that suddenly appeared in the mind of 'Chen Lang' had initially fused all the memories left by the previous master.

'Chen Lang' looked at his unfamiliar hands, and there was a feeling of weakness in his thin body, and he was one size smaller.

"How could I be here, am I not in an ancient cave in Yunzhou?"

"For the sake of that ancient practice, Lan Qingyang actually plotted against me!"

"Lan Qingyang, Lan Qingyang, you are my best friend Li Chuxuan for many years, if you need it, you can take it, why do you do this!"

"I destroyed that ancient inheritance technique before I died, you Lan Qingyang want to get it, how can I do what you want!"

"After I destroyed that exercise, a golden divine thunder shot out of the sarcophagus of the cave and hit me, is this why I am here?"

Thinking of this, the cultivation technique of "Taishang Wangxian Jue" automatically appeared in Chen Lang's mind, and the ancient inheritance technique that should have been destroyed was deeply imprinted in Chen Lang's mind at this moment.

There was even a golden divine thunder lying quietly in his mind, I don't know what it was.

"Taishang Wangxian Jue". ”

"Lan Qingyang, you didn't count that I Li Chuxuan didn't die, and you didn't count that the "Taishang Wangxian Jue" that you had been thinking about for a long time had been imprinted in my mind at this moment. ”

"From today onwards, that Xuantian Cultivation True Realm's youngest Avatar Pill Saint Li Chuxuan is gone. ”

"From now on, there will only be Chen Lang. ”

"My name, Chen Lang!"

A fierce flame of revenge burned in the eyes of the thin young man.

"Lan Qingyang, I, Chen Lang, will one day stand in front of you and kill you with my own hands!"

After sorting out his thoughts, he no longer thought about revenge, now Chen Lang is just a handyman with a layer of condensation, what to do to fight with his "good friend" Lan Qingyang.

After checking the memories that were fused in his mind, this Chen Lang was just a spiritual root with a wood attribute and a low-grade qualification, and his greatest achievements in his life could not break through the foundation.

In the Xuantian Cultivation Realm, heaven and earth are filled with pure aura, and the monks absorb it into their bodies through cultivation methods and refine it into aura corresponding to the attributes of the spiritual root.

The spiritual root is divided into five attributes: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and there are also talented multi-spiritual root monks.

If a monk is born with a spiritual root of five attributes, it is the legendary Child of Destiny.

This kind of Five Elements Spiritual Root only exists in legends, and it has never been recorded in the history of the cultivation realm today.

"Linggen's qualifications are too poor, but it's a problem. ”

Spiritual root qualifications are predestined at birth, and there have been many masters in the cultivation realm who wanted to change their innate spiritual root qualifications, but without exception, they all ended in failure.

On the contrary, a major cultivator of demonic skills invented a method of seizing the spiritual root, which can graft the spiritual root of a gifted person to the transplanted spiritual root through a special method.

Later, it was discovered by the righteous path immortal gate, and the demon road overhaul was killed, and there has been no news of this method since then.

"The spiritual root and spirituality in Chen Lang's mind are mottled and mixed, and it is incompatible with it, so it can't be ......"

Chen Lang thought of a terrible fact, maybe Chen Lang's original qualifications were not like this, maybe the magic path soul snatching method was still in the hands of a few people.

However, these things are still too far away for Chen Lang now, and only when he becomes strong in the future can he solve the mystery with his own hands.

Thinking of the "Taishang Wangxian Jue" imprinted in his mind, Chen Lang suddenly had a different kind of thought.

According to ancient records, this Taishang Wangxian Dao was the first immortal gate in the primeval era, and was later destroyed overnight by many immortal gates on the Xuantian Continent.

And the reason why the Taishang Wangxian Dao was destroyed is that the elders in the door have created a book of exercises that can be cultivated by mortals without spiritual roots, which is this "Taishang Wangxian Dao".

I don't know why the news leaked out, and the rest of the sects were afraid that after the Taishang Wangxian Dao obtained this kind of anti-heaven exercise, they would batch produce high-level cultivators, and then unify the entire Xuantian Continent, so a protracted battle broke out in the Taigu Cultivation Realm.

Since then, the inheritance of monks in the Xuantian Continent has plummeted, and it took 100,000 years of reproduction to have the scale of the current cultivation realm, but this is less than one-thousandth of the time of the primeval era.

Chen Lang is also a Dan saint, and he often needs to consult ancient books to collect some ancient Dan prescriptions, so he learned a little bit about the ancient era.

And now the problem in front of Chen Lang is that the spiritual root qualification is too poor, and it took Chen Lang two years to upgrade his cultivation to the first level of condensation.

The Zixiao Sect where Chen Lang is located is one of the five top immortal sects in Yunzhou, and naturally has its own set of strict immortal gate rules.

If the outer sect miscellaneous servants do not reach the fifth layer of condensation within ten years and enter the ranks of the outer disciples, they will be driven down the mountain gate, while if the outer disciples do not reach the fifth level of condensation within three years, they will be deprived of the status of outer disciples.

If you want to be promoted to the inner gate, you can either pass the sect's five-year sect assessment, or break through the cultivation to build the foundation to be promoted to the ten peaks of the inner gate.

Chen Lang is just a miscellaneous disciple, he entered the Zixiao Immortal Gate at the age of thirteen as a miscellaneous servant of the outer gate, and now that it has only been two years, he doesn't have to worry about being driven down the mountain gate at all.

But now Chen Lang is no longer the original Chen Lang, he still has a big revenge to revenge, how can he be satisfied not to be driven off the mountain gate.

Only when the cultivation is strong can you be promoted to the outer gate, the ten peaks of the inner gate, get more cultivation resources, take revenge as soon as possible, and see your own Taoist companion as soon as possible.

Thinking of his Taoist companion, the woman whose beauty amazed the entire Zhongzhou, Chen Lang's deep eyes looked in the direction of Zhongzhou.

"Yan'er, wait for me, I will stand in front of you one day and fulfill my promise to you to marry you. ”

"Lan Qingyang, in ten years, I will kill him!"

As Chen Lang said this, the momentum of the whole person changed dramatically, and his small thin body stood as straight as a javelin.

The robe is windless and automatic, and the innate self-confidence is written on Chen Lang's immature and delicate face, which makes people believe for no reason.

"No matter how big or small the Immortal Sect is, the management of cultivation resources is relatively strict, and the Zixiao Immortal Sect, as one of the five top immortal sects in Yunzhou, is even more strict. ”

"If I want to pay attention to those cultivation resources, I'm afraid it's a little unrealistic. ”

Chen Lang thought hard for a while and found that what he could do as a handyman was really limited.

This original Chen Lang was a bad gambler who was addicted to gambling, and all the cultivation spirit stones sent down every month were squandered, and now all his savings are just some scattered secular silver taels, which add up to less than ten taels.

Having not experienced the life of the poor, Chen Lang naturally does not know the difficulties of the poor.

He was picked up from the street by his master and learned the Dan Tao since he was a child.

Shizun Yunshang Dandi, his status is extremely respectful, and he has followed Shizun since he was a child, and he should cultivate resources, and there is never a shortage of elixirs for training.

If the refining pill failed, he took another elixir to refine it, and he never had to worry about the lack of elixir.

When he became a Dan Saint, the number of people who came to ask for Dan refining medicine was innumerable, and there was no shortage of elixir.

"I didn't expect that I would also have a day when I was worried about the elixir. ”

After thinking for a long time, Chen Lang seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes faintly showed a faint green light.

"Waste Dan?"

"Waste Dan!"

Chen Lang had an indescribable excitement, if there is success in refining the pill, there will be failure, and the waste pill will be called the waste pill.

Waste pills are useless and are often thrown away as garbage.

But when Chen Lang was playful when he was young, he often watched some anecdotes, so he was often punished by his teacher.

Who would have thought that when I was a child, I read an ancient book of pills of an unknown genre, which introduced the method of refining the waste pill.

Originally, it was just a joke, after all, in all the Danshi inheritance schools in the cultivation realm, there is one attitude towards waste Dan: garbage.

Chen Lang inherited the Dandi from Yunshang, which is one of the orthodox schools of Danshi, and it is impossible to learn the inheritance of Danshi from other schools.

But now Chen Langkong has a body of alchemy skills, but there is no elixir to refine, so he can only start with this waste pill.

"In any case, I have to find a steward to transfer to the warehouse that manages the waste pill to do miscellaneous labor. ”