Chapter 621, two hundred years of gas refining, I am lonely

"It seems that this foreign god is not a relative and nephew of the ghost god, but also his disciples. Although his cultivation is high, his experience is completely insufficient. Yes, this is also a common feature of the second generation of immortals. Although the glory of the previous generation gave them some convenience in practice, it also made them lose some experience in treating people. Once they are separated from the protection of their elders, these problems will naturally emerge.

Gently touching the dark picture scroll in front of him, Zhu Peng said in a low voice, and slowly rubbed his palm on the evil ghost map in front of him. The ferocious ghosts depicted on it were pulled, as if they were opening their teeth and claws to break the painting.

This is the fairy treasure squeezed from the body of the alien god after several blows by Zhu Peng: "Netherworld Vientiane Record".

This treasure is only a high-level spiritual weapon at present, but it is refined by the integration of some exotic divine power by fairy means. As long as Zhu Peng continues to invest enough materials and sacrifices into it in the future, it can slowly show a stronger power than the "Underworld Road" in Qin Yue's hand.

The last time, Qin Yue sacrificed nearly a million spiritual stone treasures. With a top spiritual weapon, he summoned only 500 ghosts. If Zhu Peng was willing to pay the same price, this high-level spiritual weapon in his hand could summon at least 800 ghosts, because the "Road to the Underworld" was only through the dark space purely through the means of monks. And the spiritual weapon to form a basic contract with ghosts and pawns, and the "Netherworld Wanxiang Record" is the "treasure of immortals and gods" that combines the monk's refining means and part of Xu Ming's divine power. From the source of recruitment, it is countless stronger than the "underworld road" that can only summon wild ghosts.

Seven days later, Zhu Peng stepped out of the house. Of course, it didn't take so long to negotiate with the new and tender exotic god. However, after receiving the other party, Zhu Peng adjusted and repaired his own injuries, so he delayed some more time.

"Why did you recover so quickly? If you have any other hidden creations, you can slowly adjust. Everything is going well in Hanshan City. With my cultivation of building a foundation and the blood elite under your command, it is enough to control the current situation.

Qin Yue looked at Zhu Peng's words when he walked out of the Jingshe. Naturally, there was a sense of concern in her words. It was not that she was fascinated by Zhu Pengjian's posture and courage to kill the seventeen strong people who built the foundation, but just brought the relationship closer and point out a sense of closeness.

In any case, whether there is a emotional foundation or not, the three Qin sisters must be with the man in front of them in the next few hundred years. Even Qin Yue is unwilling to spend most of her life in suspicion and guard. Therefore, even if she is forced, Qin Yue will try her best to accept at least Zhu Peng, otherwise it will only be for the benefit in the future. It will be too painful to live or even double practice with a man she doesn't like or even accept at all.

"I'm still very relieved about your strength and mind. It's just that if I don't come forward to this kind of land expansion and the marquis, the people below and the people in the Hanshan Courtyard will not be assured. What's more, the injury on my body is not serious. The reason why I secretly practiced for a few days is just to harvest the gains from this fight."

With a faint smile, Zhu Peng took over the refreshments and materials handed over from Qin Yue, and took a sip of the refreshing tea in Hanshanyuan.

Then take a look at the various contracts and developments signed in the past few days. If Zhu Sansan was handling affairs here, Zhu Peng would never be so careful. Even if the inspection was a symbol, he would pass by.

But Qin Yue is different. Even if she knows that she and Hanshanyuan will not make small movements at this terrible time, Zhu Peng still checks quite carefully. This is an attitude and details. If it is skipped for the first time, it will be difficult for Zhu Peng to check again if Qin Yue helps with anything in the future.

At the same time, in the extremely deep and secret secret house under the cold mountain city, the frozen air flows, snow and ice wind, an old man wrapped in extremely thick ice and snow slowly opened his eyes that had not been opened for nearly 20 years under the extremely respectful surroundings of a group of masters in the Hanshan courtyard. The fishy red eyes inside overflowed like blood.

"Twenty years..., huh, after 20 years of latent cultivation, I still can't complete the foundation secret method of building in Hanshan Courtyard. I... My cold son is ashamed of the ancestors of Hanshan... I am a vein of Hanshan..." Because of the frozen death pass for nearly 20 years, this drooping old monk who calls himself Cang Hanzi is obviously not very good at talking. The voice was not only hoarse and vague, but also a faint voice like a hairy voice. In a word, he took several breaths.

"Master, you don't have to be so pessimistic. The "Blood Spirit Ridge", an ally of our Hanshanyuan, has developed a foundation elixir, and has refined a large number of finished foundation elixirs. Although it is extremely expensive, it is not a problem to buy a few with the financial resources of our Hanshanyuan. With your cultivation accumulation, as long as there is a foundation elixir that is slightly promoted, you can complete the foundation and lead our Hanshanyuan to regain its glory.

There was a middle-aged man next to Ye Xuancang who stepped forward two steps to salute. The respect and fanaticism in his eyes made people feel that what he was looking at was not a monk, but a god and a belief.

In fact, the Cang Hanzi, who has lived for more than 200 years and has been so high as the blood and soul, has to bow his head and call his uncle. He is indeed a god and a belief in the Hanshan courtyard. Even a considerable number of Hanshan monks have always believed that if it hadn't been for the Hanzi, he would have been locked in the secret house of the Hanshanyuan fifty years ago to study the foundation of "Hanshan Town Prison Tips" The secret method, the cold mountain courtyard led by him, has already swept the whole Qin Wangling, and even included the whole second-class spiritual realm into the rule. There is no such thing as the fame of the three elders and the gradual rise of the blood - in fact, to a certain extent, their cognition is not wrong.

Before the end of the end of the Dharma era, Han Cangzi, who greatly extended his life expectancy through the secret method, because of years of strength accumulation, is indeed the most worthy of the strongest monk in the whole second-level spiritual realm of Qinwangling. Before the blood and soul are built, whether they can beat him or not, which are two things.

After the end of 2012, the reason why Han Cangzi, whose qualifications are also amazing, did not build a foundation with his own accumulation is not because his other qualities are worse than that of any of the three old people, but because he is really too old. With the body of the smelting environment cultivater's body to the limit of nearly 200 years old, all the potential of the whole body has been almost squeezed by him. No matter how thick Han Cangzi accumulates, there is really no further possibility.

Therefore, the monk's fanatical words and considerate suggestions did not make Han Cangzi feel any pleasure. On the contrary, he felt quite disgusted and very disdainful.

I didn't move my hands and feet at all. Out of thin air, I just narrowed my eyes with a faint red light, and a huge chill came out of thin air, directly flying out the middle-aged practitioner who was moving forward. The whole person flew back more than ten meters, and then fell heavily to the ground. The obvious injury was not much, but just an extreme cold. The cold and terrible Zhenyuan invaded the meridians of his body, making his whole body feel like a knife, almost inch of severe pain, a little more painful than Ling Chi.

"Don't say that the foundation elixir is useless to me... Huh, it's still useful. My cold son would rather die than use this external force... Relying on Danwan's external force to advance, empty the heroic spirit of our generation's heroes, and what is the status of the foundation-building secret method studied hard by my Hanshan ancestors?"

Because of extreme anger, the words of this old monster are more coherent and clear. An old monster like him who practiced for a lifetime in the end of the Dharma era can't understand or imagine the seriousness and persistence of practicing Taoism at all.

In order to follow the true path of Taoism, he will not take any radical shortcuts at all. He will either complete the perfect foundation with his own strength, or Shouyuan will die at the peak of the gas refining world that has stayed for a hundred years. As for swallowing elixirs with the help of external forces, he will not do it at all, or even think about it.

This unspeakable stubbornness may make ordinary monks feel incomprehensible at all, but without this unspeakable stubbornness, Cang Hanzi would have been dust like his contemporaries. How could he survive for more than 200 years with the cultivation of refining gas? Now he is still full of vitality and can beat and jump.

He hit the bastard who insulted the righteous practice, and then the cold son relieved a sense of malice in his heart. At this time, he slowly moved his slightly red eyes to Ye Xuancang, who was standing in the front row. In his bloody eyes, there was a trace of unspeakable gentleness.

At this time, Ye Xuancang is already the best among more than a thousand practitioners in the Hanshanyuan. Now he is the peak of gas refining. Theoretically, he is in the same realm as Cang Hanzi. Of course, if it really fights, not to mention the peak of gas refining, generally three or five foundation-building realms can't even support more than ten in the hands of Cang Hanzi. Even if he is getting old, he is only two or three breaths away from death.

Looking at Ye Xuancang's young face, the pure ice gas flowing in his body, and most of his cheeks covered by ice and snow revealed a color of pain.

He is not suffering for himself, but torturing Ye Xuancang. More than a hundred years of struggle has made him see through or look down on life and death, but he really doesn't want to build a foundation secret method in the cold mountains, which is only one step away, and then tortures the future leader Ye Xuancang for one or two hundred years.

"Let us solve the things left by our older generation cleanly. If even I can't succeed, it means that this set of secret methods is only theoretically refined. In fact, it can't be operated at all. In the future, let Xuancang and others swallow the foundation elixir. Don't let the children suffer from this torture... ..." He closed his eyes slightly and thought about it. Cang Hanzi finally made up his long-awaited decision.

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