247 Yadong Xiaozhu

Hou Qianji's guess surprised Ye Qin.

"The historical master of the sunset religion has been looking for a way to break through the bottleneck of Jindan?"

Ye Qin couldn't help thinking.

In the next one or two years, as long as he can practice in an orderly manner and refine the elixir, he is sure that he can successfully reach the ninth level of cultivation in the foundation period. But after the ninth floor of the foundation period, he was not sure how to start to form a golden elixir.

Because of the bottleneck of Jindan, it can't be broken through by relying on the sun and the moon alone to accumulate vitality. It takes a great opportunity, and even has to hold on to a small disaster when it comes to Dan. Otherwise, there is no chance to make elixir at all, and even can't withstand the small disaster and die in the time of elixir.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there is no one who can become a golden elixir monk who has extremely high spiritual potential and profound opportunities.

The whole Qingdanmen has more than 200 monks in the foundation period. It only selects several core disciples with the highest spiritual root potential and the strongest comprehensive quality. With the financial resources and elixir of the whole school, they can assist them to practice and hit the bottleneck of the golden elixir in the shortest time.

It is said that there is a formula in the immortal world to make the legendary elixir, which can break through the bottleneck of the golden elixir period. But this is just a rumor, and no one knows whether it is true or not. Even with such raw materials and recipes, it is extremely difficult to find them.

Qingdanmen is the largest number of Jindan monks among the many sects in the Lingwu immortal world. Now it only has nine Jindan monks, and it takes about 50 years to produce one Jindan monk on average.

He practiced hard on his own, and barely got along with the elite core disciples in the sect to catch up with the speed of their cultivation.

However, if he doesn't have the opportunity to become a Jindan monk, he and Huangfu Binger will never meet openly. The Huangfu family is impossible to make the most promising hope of becoming the second Jindan monk in the family, and practice with an ordinary monk without strength.

The foundation-building monk's longevity of more than 200 years can't be compared with the Jindan monk's longevity of more than 500 years.

Ye Qin's heart was faintly painful, which was always hidden in the deepest part of his heart. Whether it is for the pursuit of illusory immortality, or in order to marry Huangfu Binger openly, he must become a Jindan monk.

For this reason, Ye Qin's heart thm was moved after learning about the situation of the master of history.

Since the historian has been stuck at the peak of the ninth floor of the foundation period for decades, he must have tried many ways to break through the bottleneck of Jindan. Even if it is a failure, it is a valuable experience to avoid it from making the same mistake.

He really wants to know how this historian has summoned many foundation-building monks to help him break through the bottleneck of Jindan? If that's the case, then it's really necessary for me to take some risks to meet the historian. Compared with breaking through the golden elixir bottleneck, it is nothing to take this risk.

The master of history came forward to raise a party, and there were more than a dozen foundation-building monks of more than a dozen sects to go. Even if there are some risks, everyone will carry them together.

Ye Qin thought of this and suddenly showed an inexplicable smile.

The historian had a bad reputation, but he easily summoned the foundation monks of more than a dozen small sects in the chaotic land. I don't know if these monks have the same idea as him. They want to know how the historian intends to break through the Jindan bottleneck, so they participated in it.

Hou Qianji and Tie boldly saw that Ye Qin was lost in thought and did not dare to disturb him. They stayed aside and waited honestly, and arranged the accommodation by the way.

Three days later, Ye Qin carefully considered the pros and cons and decided to go to the party held by the master of history.

Let Hou Qianji lead the way to the small building in the east of the cliff near Fang City.

The small building in the east of the cliff is not far away. In the easternmost part of this canyon, there is a hidden cave wall hall.

This is usually the place where the leaders of various sects meet in a chaotic place, which has been occupied by the monks of the sunset religion. Rows of red sunset monks stood on the path to the cliff, blown by the fierce mountain wind, but their feet were motionless.

At this time, there are also monks in various clothes near the cliff, who are very capable and obviously subordinates of various sects. Their leader was discussing important matters in the small building in Yadong, and these practicing monks were guarding nearby.

Only the monks in the foundation period can go up to this small building in the east of the cliff. The guarded monks will not carefully check their identity. This party is not limited to identity.

Ye Qin reported his name and went straight through the guard path to the hall of the small building in the east of the cliff.

Hou Qianji and Tie Dadan stayed under the cliff to wait.

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"Oh, isn't this Master Wang? It's an honor for Brother Wang to come!"

"Ha ha, Brother Shi has always been good!"

"Blessed by Brother Wang, it's okay, please!" As the host, the historical master stood at the gate of the hall to welcome guests from all walks of life. From time to time, someone in the hall exclaimed and whispered in a low voice that a famous cult leader also came to the party.

Ye Qin is not famous in this chaotic land, and his cultivation is not high, so it is naturally impossible to get much attention. When Ye Qin arrived, the master of history just arched his hand slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Ye Qin stepped into the hall.

This hall is actually a large stone room hollowed out, which is hundreds of feet wide and very empty, with some simple stone tables and chairs.

At this time, there were already forty or fifty foundation-building monks in the hall, three or five groups, each occupying a place in the hall, whispering about something. It is obvious from their clothes that their identity and origin are very messy, and they are not from a sect at all.

Ye Qin's three-level cultivation in the foundation period is said to be low, low, and it belongs to the lower middle, which is inconspicuous among this group of people. After he entered the hall, occasionally several monks glanced at him. After not finding any prominence, they quickly moved to other places.

Ye Qin was naturally happy to see that he was not eye-catching. He stood quietly in an inconspicuous place in the hall.

In the evening, the guests who planned to come to the party were basically all there.

Ye Qin suddenly found that there were nearly a hundred foundation monks gathered in this hall. The five major sects have gone to the spiritual fog to cultivate immortals, and there are so many foundation-building monks here. He couldn't help but be surprised. The strength of the monks in this chaotic land should not be underestimated.

At least half of the monks in the hall belong to various sects. And many of the other monks are alone like Ye Qin, quietly scattered all over the hall. The place of chaos is a place of refuge in the three worlds, and it is not uncommon for monks living in seclusion here. There are many monks who hate each other in this chaotic place.

Shi Hanyang, the host of the sunset religion, is a slightly fat middle-aged monk with a ruddy face, not like a sinister and cunning hero at all. His strength to build the nine-level peak has undoubtedly become the head of the people in the hall. In addition, there are also several highly famous masters and Sanxiu in the hall, all of which are on the eighth and ninth floors during the foundation period. They are different from Shi Hanyang and do not sell him any face.

"Master of history, what do you want to do when you gather your brothers to come here? Now that everyone is here, it's time to talk about it. Our time is precious, but we don't have time to listen to some useless nonsense here. A monk in gray with a bamboo hat put his hands on his chest and said gloomily.

Ye Qin soon found that many low-level monks in the hall were a little in awe when they looked at the monk in gray. This monk in gray does not seem to be much less famous than Shi Hanyang.

"Brother Ma, don't worry. Since all the brothers are here, I'll say it bluntly."

Shi Hanyang glanced at it and said with a faint smile, "I watched the stars a few days ago and measured the star bucket with the celestial magic. I found that the displacement of the sun and moon stars will be the most powerful in the past 30 years. Ladies and gentlemen, who has also found this astrology?

After saying that, he looked at the monks in the hall with a smile.

The monks in the hall were silent for a moment. The magic is a mysterious spell that measures the stars. The monks who are proficient in this spell are very rare in the world of immortal cultivation.

After all, there is no time to practice, and there is no time to learn this miscellaneous science that is not very beneficial to practice. Only the monk of history, who has been in trouble for decades during the foundation-building period, can he be in the mood to learn some miscellaneous miscellaneous studies.

In a short time, there was a large number of scribious doubts and dissatisfied voices in the hall. Is it for this matter that Brother Shi gathered all the brothers to come to the party?" Master of History, what does this mean? You're free. You called everyone here to talk about this?"

Only a few high-level monks showed surprise and seemed to understand what Shi Hanyang wanted to do.

Shi Hanyang laughed three times, suppressed the noise in the hall, and said, "Of course, I won't be bored enough to invite you to watch the stars, the sun and the moon. This phenomenon only occurs every 30 to 50 years. Whenever such a stellar phase appears, it means that the ground fire tide is weakened to the lowest. That is to say, the gate of the ruins of the imperial mausoleum, the most dangerous place in my chaotic land, is about to open to me.

In the hall, the monks finally understood. Shi Hanyang summoned the monks to gather the monks here. What's the matter? But after knowing it, they couldn't help taking a breath of cold air and exclaiming.

"Are the ruins of the imperial mausoleum going to open?"

"Thanks to Brother Shi's wonderful skills, throughout the chaotic land, only Brother Shi can measure the change of the star bucket. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll miss such a good thing.

Only a few monks who have just come to Chaos do not know what happened.

Ye Qin was also confused and wondered where the ruins of the imperial mausoleum were. Why is it the most dangerous place in the chaotic land?

He looked left and right, and next to him was a low-level yellow-shirted monk with excitement on his face. Obviously, I know what's going on with the ruins of the imperial mausoleum.

Ye Qin immediately arched his hand to the yellow-shirted monk and said, "Brother, what's going on with the ruins of this imperial mausoleum?"

The monk rolled his eyes and looked at Ye Qin. He said in surprise, "I don't even know the ruins of the imperial mausoleum. I'm new here, right? Do you know that there was another name for our chaotic land thousands of years ago?

Ye Qin wondered, "Oh, what's the name?"

The yellow-shirted monk said, "The Holy Emperor cultivates the fairyland! This holy emperor's cultivation of immortals used to be at its peak, building a huge fairy city 'Holy Emperor'. However, it is a pity that the Holy Emperor's immortal world gradually declined. Later, he was attacked by the three sides of Tianqiongyuan, Wanyue Lake, and Lingwu immortal world, and became a desolate place. The north of the Holy Emperor's City was destroyed, and the monks here were killed and injured. They walked and fled. The Holy Emperor's immortal world was also completely decadent and forgotten. Over time, it has become a place of chaos, but a large number of monks from the three worlds have gathered.

Ye Qin was stunned for a moment and couldn't recover. Then the land of chaos used to be a world of immortal cultivation?

The yellow-shirted monk added his lips and said, "The ruins of this imperial mausoleum are the ruins of this holy imperial city. However, the holy imperial city is actually divided into two parts: the holy imperial city on the ground and the holy imperial mausoleum underground. The imperial city on the ground has been completely destroyed, but the underground imperial mausoleum has not been completely destroyed. It is said that there are still many treasures left. There is a secret passage. Whenever the local fire tide is reduced to a minimum, the passage is opened and you can enter the underground imperial mausoleum. I'm afraid Shi Hanyang is even thinking about this imperial mausoleum.

Ye Qinchang breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slowly, and arched his hand: "Thank you for your advice!"

The yellow-shirted monk waved his hand, "This ruins is well known to everyone. It's normal for brothers to come here and not to know."