Chapter 30 Have You Cooked Today?
Wan Jianshan, Zhang Daoren who guards the third questioning heart formation, has reached the peak of Yuanying a hundred years ago, but at this moment, his right hand can't stop trembling in front of a pill.
This round pill lying in a small jasper bowl, the snow white is dotted with blood, like a trembling red plum tree, falling on the condensed snow with the wind, it has a unique scenery.
Although the surface of the elixir is not smooth and uneven, like a novice refining it, but——
Zhang Daoren lowered his eyes and looked at the little finger of his right hand that touched the elixir.
I saw a small piece of wrinkled dead skin on the fingernail, which was suddenly attracted by a spicy blush from the elixir, and slowly fell off as the blush spread.
The old skin faded away, slowly revealing a new texture as if it hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
Once the panacea is separated from the preserved jade, the medicinal power will continue to disperse and gradually lose its power.
In less than a moment, the blush overflowing from the pill expanded by three points, with a bit of oily and fresh spicy smell, spreading to the root of his little finger, approaching his old bark-like palm.
This time, there was no significant change.
That is to say, the dim yellow spots on the back of his hand will lose three or four grains in one breath!
Zhang Taoist was stunned.
His hand, which was extremely stable with the sword and could kill the third-ranked peak master with one move, was instantly scalded, and he couldn't hold the pill firmly, and let it fall directly to the bottom of the jasper bowl.
He staggered forward for a moment, seeing the little Dan roll three times at the bottom of the bowl, he was so distressed that his sea of consciousness almost tore apart.
What a Dan!
Could it be the legendary Yannian Dan? !
That unscrupulous head, in order to exchange a sixth-grade Yannian pill for the master of retreat, directly agreed to let ten elite disciples go to Tianshengzong to work hard for ten years!
The elixir was personally escorted back by the head of the sect and the three senior masters of the Discipline Hall.
At that time, he looked from a distance, and saw that the long box of warm jade was sealed with the four prohibition formulas of the transformation of gods, but he couldn't see what was inside.
I just heard that taking one can increase your lifespan by two hundred years.
Zhang Daoren held his breath, with trembling hands, holding the jasper bowl, he added thirteen Nascent Soul peak seals to it with the momentum of thunder, and added thirty more anti-peeping restrictions.
After doing this, he wiped the sweat from his brow.
He hadn't been this flustered for at least a hundred years.
【...The elixir, people from Zhiqiong Peak said, when taking it, a small opening should be made on the surface of the elixir...]
Daoren Zhang's eyelids twitched.
How could Zhiqiongfeng have such a life-prolonging panacea?
And this method of serving pills, could it be that it is unique to Yannian Dan, which is fighting against the sky?
Daoren Zhang gasped, and Zhi Qiongfeng gave him this as a gift in return?
How did old man Mu teach an apprentice who can't settle accounts? This value is far more than the Melting Blood Pill he gave out.
"I can't take it."
Daoren Zhang stabilized his mind, thought for a while, and walked to the small jasper bowl with a complex expression.
Maybe it was left to him by the old man Mu, and was taken out by those ignorant juniors.
He couldn't take other people's life-saving elixir.
Daoren Zhang has cultivated for five hundred years, and his state of mind has long been honed into a sword, which is indestructible.
Deciding to return it to Qiongfeng, he quickly regained his mind and turned back to the miraculous panacea, wanting to see the rare appearance of the Yannian pill again, but when he looked down, he gasped.
"This is the third-grade pill?"
He thought it was made by a thousand-year-old spiritual material, so he didn't dare to take it for himself.
But now that the sea of consciousness is calm, he immediately noticed that the aura and medicinal power in this bowl are at most a hundred years old.
After taking a closer look, he was dumbfounded to find that the potholes on the surface of the pill separated the three dark red halos, which he didn't see just now.
It turned out to be Sanpin.
Then he would have the nerve to accept it.
But Zhang Daoren was even more surprised, "How can the third-grade panacea have the effect of increasing lifespan?"
Which alchemy master made this in his spare time?
"I want to take a bath and change clothes, and I can only take it on a good day and auspicious day!"
Daoren Zhang solemnly said immediately.
But instead, he lowered his head, slapped away the forty-three restrictions and seals on the small jasper bowl with one palm, picked up the elixir directly, and ejected it into the mouth.
Sorry, I can't wait so long!
Eat it now!
Daoren Zhang swallowed it in his mouth, slapped the chess table flying, and sat down to refine it on the spot.
But as soon as he swallowed it, he was shocked.
The third disciple said, to poke a hole, inhale carefully, otherwise it will burn your mouth...
Daoist Zhang was so anxious that he forgot all about it.
Come on, come on, the old man Yuanying is at the peak, still afraid of a little one burning his mouth?
Anyway, it is impossible to spit out.
Otherwise, the potency of the third-grade elixir would be lost, and every penny lost would be his lifespan!
Zhang Daoren immediately bit it open to speed up the absorption of the medicine.
However, when he buckled the small pill between his teeth, it felt as if he had bitten into a layer of crisp fascia, and it flicked on his teeth.
Immediately afterwards, a stream of fried ghee warmly sprayed onto his palate, accompanied by a softness like white cotton, layers of soft, glutinous but plump and unknown things in the elixir, in his mouth Shu Zhan, caressing the lifeless Nascent Soul in his dantian could not help but let out a long breath.
Not hot?
On the contrary, it is soft and beautiful like a hundred-year-old lotus seed under the seat of Cactus, but it is also delicious and fragrant.
When Daoren Zhang was surprised and puzzled, from the tender taste of the elixir, small piquant and bouncing particles like fire thunder beads suddenly popped out, and the fire and heat burst out, making his dantian Yuanying suddenly excited.
Even though he, as the elder of Nanxun, took quite a lot of pills in sword cultivation, he was still shocked by this continuous variety of changes.
Soon, Taoist Zhang raised his head and let out a breath of hot air.
After the freshness between the teeth dissipated slowly, four kinds of faint fragrances of spirit grass remained in the mouth, and a kind of monster deliciousness that seemed to have been burned in the pill furnace for nine days and nine nights.
This monster seems to have fully absorbed the essence of the spirit grass in the alchemy furnace, but it was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by the spirit fire of the alchemist, completely locking it's qi and blood accumulated for a hundred years, and the essence of the four spirit grasses!
Swallowing it now, this kind of blood is completely integrated into his body.
Along with the overflowing pungentness, it penetrated into his muscles and tendons, and sank into the dantian.
Zhang Daoren's face was intoxicated, and he closed his eyes calmly.
I saw his miniature Nascent Soul in his body, sitting cross-legged on the dantian, wearing the same patchwork robe and holding a small sword in his arms, but the Nascent Soul was full of death, almost no face could be seen.
However, the scarlet medicinal power bursting out immediately surrounded the Nascent Soul.
Slowly melt away the dead energy on the Nascent Soul, about one or two out of a hundred.
"This!"
After taking this little third-grade pill, it actually gave him two years of life in one breath? !
Zhang Daoren opened his eyes in shock.
The sixth-grade Yannian pill can increase the lifespan by two hundred years.
Wouldn't it be as effective as a sixth-grade pill if you take a hundred of these third-grade enchanting pills? Simply sensational.
Who would seek death if he could live.
He also thought, don't give up until he ascends!
Zhang Daoren's aura fluctuated all over his body, and he couldn't restrain himself.
But when he was excited, he heard a loud noise outside.
"This senior sister, I want to find Senior Brother Xi Quan."
"Who are you? He is already practicing, and the room is restricted, even I cannot enter."
"This... I am Yu Dong, who is ranked fifth in Zhiqiong Peak I wonder if he has given the Four Gods Gan Pill to his master?" Yes
.
The old man has already taken it.
The taste is very good and the effect is excellent.
Zhang Daoren's face was full of spring breeze, and his facial features, which were originally sharp like swords, overflowed with the kindness of an old man.
Zhi Qiongfeng's disciple's voice sounded familiar to his ears, his spiritual power was gentle, he was not a sword cultivator disciple, he had never seen it before, but he already had a preconceived impression of him through the courtyard wall.
It turned out that this amazing pill was called Sishen Gan Pill.
Taoist Zhang caressing his beard, the name is quite appropriate for the occasion.
His perception after taking it was correct, this small pill really contained four kinds of spiritual materials from heaven and earth, as well as a monster that had been nourished by Qi and blood for at least a hundred years.
Immediately, he flicked his sleeves and opened the room barrier.
On Wanjian Mountain, the Wenxin Sword Formation has been closed for the past few days. Most of the Nanxun disciples are dealing with or watching the competition, and no one enters the formation.
But even so, when Yu Dong walked through the formation and walked to the door of Wanjianshan Elder's House, his back was already wet, and the Qiankun ruler lost its precious light.
Under Wan Dao's majestic sword energy, the second rank of Qiankunchi is far from being able to match.
"Little Shuer, how can you neglect the guests? Why don't you invite me in?"
Yu Dong and Wan Jianshan's elder sister Yun Shu, who were talking outside the courtyard, were all taken aback.
When they turned their heads, they saw that Zhang Taoist had completely restrained the domineering aura of the peak Nascent Soul, and was smiling at the moment, looking at Yu Dong kindly, even more amiable than his master, Taoist Mu.
Yu Dong: "?"
Little friend?
Who is it called...it won't be him, the Foundation Establishment, right?
Daoren Zhang waved his hand and asked Yun Shu to go to practice first, and turned to look at Yu Dong with a smile.
"A disciple of Zhiqiong? I have already taken the pill you gave me, and my lifespan will last for two years. I am very grateful."
Yu Dong:
What?
Already swallowed!
This pill prolongs life...?
He was dumbfounded and couldn't react for a long time.
"Hey, the Blood Melting Pill and wound medicine that I gave Yan Yan are worth less than one-tenth of your Four Gods Liver Pills. I owe you a lot of favors."
In front of the Meditation Academy.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Wei Zhao looked at the disciple guarding the gate in surprise, "Brother, why did the Meditation Academy suddenly ask for the Nascent Soul Guardian? I have never heard of it.
" Take out your spiritual power, if you are a little careless, the sea of consciousness will be severely damaged, and we do not have the manpower to protect so many of you." The disciple guarding the entrance snorted while holding the knife.
Meditation Institute, like Bidou Pagoda and Ten Thousand Swords Valley, is independent of the 108 peaks and does not obey the command of any peak master.
The elders and disciples guarding these places have always been rebellious.
Wei Zhao's face darkened, "We used to come here for enlightenment, and we didn't encounter any danger. Besides, aren't there elders guarding the courtyard? If everyone came here to be accompanied by Nascent Soul, wouldn't the peak master be unable to do so every day?" Rest?"
He was talking, when he heard a burst of chatter and laughter.
Nearly a hundred people came here with their swords in a mighty manner, and the leader was Yuguan Chen Shuxin, leading the third and second disciples of Ren Ran Peak.
"Senior brother, I, Lin Ranfeng, want to enter the Meditation Academy for enlightenment, so please make it easier for me." Chen Shuxin smiled.
The guard disciple of the Meditation Institute smiled and nodded immediately, "You are finally here, go in, I have reserved your old place for you."
Hang Wan'er hated sword cultivators the most, and she was even more disgusted when she saw this situation, "They The peak master didn't come in person, why can they enter? You still reserved a seat for him?"
Chen Shuxin smiled and didn't answer.
But the guardian disciple of the Meditation Academy snorted, "Junior Brother Chen's Master Yuanying Late Stage, if something happens to him, Master will come here in as little as an inch, how about you? Your Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for ten days and ten nights." Arrived!"
"If you also have Nascent Soul Late Nursing, I will reserve a place for you next time." After finishing speaking, he slammed the wooden door and put down the restraint.
Hang Wan'er was so angry that she took two steps forward, and patted the closed Huhuan gate of the Meditation Academy, "Master won't come back for a day, so we can't practice
anymore—" Before she finished speaking, the courtyard door was barred and her Even the person and the red silk were overturned to a distance of four feet in an instant.
"Seventh Senior Sister!"
"Senior Sister!" The
door of the Meditation Academy opened again, and the disciple just now yelled, "I told you, I won't let you go without Nascent Soul. No matter how loud you are, don't even think about entering in the future!
" After closing the door, a burst of domineering aura stirred the aura of heaven and earth, tearing open the sky above the Meditation Hall.
"Yuanying? The old man is okay!"
The old voice contained the supreme swordsmanship, and the sharp sword wind whistled in the ear, making the dantian in the body tremble like a sharp knife.
The gatekeeper's disciple immediately turned pale as paper, and looked towards the sky in horror.
"Elder Wanjianshan?" Nascent Soul peak!
The people at Zhiqiong Peak had already raised their heads anxiously, looking at Hang Wan'er who was flying upside down, Yan Yan hurriedly used his sword, trying to catch her, but still couldn't catch up, and she was about to hit the mountain behind her——
Suddenly, a sword mark was torn in the sky, and the sleeve of a Baina robe stretched out, fluttering, and a cloud of sword energy formed a cloud, which caught Hang Wan'er who was flying upside down in mid-air, without hurting her at all.
Hang Wan'er was quickly swept up by the gentle sword energy and fell back to the crowd at Qiongfeng Peak, raising her head and looking fearfully at the floating sleeve in the air.
Yan Yan also stopped Yu Jian's castration, and watched in shock as the floating sword mark gradually expanded, and then an elderly figure he was familiar with stepped out of the sword mark.
The Nascent Soul Elder, who was always sleeping outside the questioning formation, looked at him gently with a smile in his old eyes.
"Yan Yan, um, your energy and blood have recovered, very good. Your mood is not stable, as long as you practice a few times in the Meditation Academy, it is expected to be stable." Zhang Daoren said kindly.
Yan Yan was stunned.
Everyone at Qiongfeng was surprised.
Su Yu raised his eyebrows, and when he looked up, he saw Yu Dong who was following Zhang Daoren, stepping out of the sword mark in a hurry, his head was covered with sweat.
"Bang——"
They were thinking about what was going on, when they saw the arrogant guardian disciple of the Meditation Academy, who was instantly suppressed by a sword qi, and suddenly fell to the ground with a big knife in his hand!
He looked at the old man in the sky in fear, "Elder Zhang, why are you here?"
Daoren Zhang walked down to the entrance of the pine garden of the meditation courtyard with a few steps of sword energy, without even turning his eyelids at him, he walked directly to Su In front of Yu and the others.
"I have nothing to do, I will protect the Dharma for you today."
Yan Yan:
Everyone: The
disciples of the Meditation Academy were shocked.
Elder Wan Jianshan is ranked according to strength.
Elder Zhang, ranked sixth in strength, the peak of Nascent Soul. And above him, there are five brothers and sisters who are more powerful than him at the peak of Nascent Soul.
Over the past hundred years, they have been estranged from other peaks, completely independent, and only obey the orders of the master and the Discipline Hall.
The same as their Meditation Institute, no, more transcendent status than the Meditation Institute, because their eight Jianshan Nascent Souls are powerful, and they are one body-
"Why, the door is not open yet?" Daoren Zhang was confused, with his hands in his sleeves , but the coercion of the sword is like an endless stormy wave, hitting the sky above the entire meditation hall.
"Could it be that we have to wait for Rong Qianqiu to come out to pick him up in person!"
Rong—
everyone gasped.
Rong Qianqiu, the resident elder of the Meditation Academy, is also Nascent Soul. But in Taoist Zhang's mouth, he was just a kid.
The guardian disciple immediately opened the door trembling.
"To Qiongfeng, third class, Xuanzifang—"
Before he finished speaking, the mustard seed bag on his waist was blown away by a sword energy.
Among them, the golden yew plaque suddenly floated up and flew into Zhang Daoren's hands.
"Senior, don't—" the guard disciple was shocked.
But Zhang Daoren acted as if he had never heard of it. He took the wooden sign engraved with the word "天" in his hand, and after looking at it, he nodded slightly, "I think this one is
worth it." Su Yu at the head of the peak.
"Nephew, don't be afraid."
Everyone at Zhiqiong Peak stood dumbfounded, and Yan Yan looked at Su Yu in astonishment.
Nephew?
who?
When did their second senior sister have such a relationship with Elder Wan Jianshan?
"You just concentrate on comprehending."
Daoren Zhang smiled, and after he finished speaking, he turned to look at the gatekeeper disciple of the Meditation Academy, his eyelids drooping.
"What's the problem with the Meditation Institute, let Rong Qianqiu come to the old man in person. The old man also wants to know what is the rule that the disciples who come to the Meditation Institute should bring their own Master Nascent Soul to protect the Dharma. Since the old man is here to guard today, it is natural It's a Tianzihao room. Or, do you think this old man is unworthy?"
After all, Zhang Daoren floated in the air with his sword energy, and crossed his legs over the meditation courtyard.
He really started to protect the law outside.
"What's going on, Senior Sister? Could it be that you are the niece of Elder Zhang who lives outside?"
Zhi Qiongfeng and the others walked into the open main entrance of the Meditation Academy.
Hang Wan'er couldn't help lowering her voice, and gave Sixteenth Junior Brother a look, "Don't talk nonsense, the elder is five hundred years old, at least he is the Zeng of Grandpa Zeng's Grandpa Zeng..."
She pinched her fingers and fainted .
The corner of Su Yu's mouth twitched, and he handed over the gold-plated wooden plaque engraved with the word "Tianzifang" to Wei Zhao.
Then, he looked at the fifth Yu Dong who was in a daze.
"Finally, what's going on." Then
everyone came to their senses, and he went to Wanjian Mountain and brought Elder Zhang here.
Isn't he going to change the pill?
But Yu Dong's peach blossom eyes were three points amazed at the moment, three points shocked and three points unbelievable, and then mixed with a trace of shame, he looked at Su Yu who was standing with his hands behind his back.
"I... failed to get it back."
He took a deep breath, as if it was difficult to say what he said next.
"Senior brother, what are you afraid of? The second senior sister is not so unreasonable." Hang Wan'er urged impatiently.
"Yes, tell me quickly, fifth senior brother, second senior sister won't eat you up again."
Yu Dong gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and spoke words like swords.
"Elder Zhang has taken the Four Gods Liver Pill!"
"Elder Zhang's lifespan has been extended for two years!"
"Elder Zhang said he owes us a great debt of gratitude to Qiongfeng !
"
ocean.
After entering the gate of the meditation courtyard, there are three stone stairs leading to the underground, which are the different entrances of the rooms with the characters of sky, characters of earth and characters of Xuan.
But at this moment, a group of juniors and sisters, standing in front of this dark stone staircase - all took a breath, and all looked at the slender figure in front of them!
Prolong... lifespan?
What a great... kindness?
The meditation hall was too dark, and when they stepped into it, it was like a dream.
"Second Senior Sister, the Four Divine Pills," Wei Zhao was shocked, and was the closest to Su Yu, "Is it one of the three that you refined for the sixth junior brother in the Dabi just now?"
Yan Yan was startled and looked at Su Yu .
In order to replenish his energy and blood, she even developed a life-increasing pill? Are you afraid that he died just now!
"Second Senior Sister, after you go out, do you want to refine a few more for Elder Zhang?" Wei Zhao asked carefully.
Fortunately, the light was not enough, so everyone couldn't see Master Su's expression clearly.
She stood with her hands behind her back, turned 30 degrees to the right of the first stone ladder, raised her jaw, and managed to hold back the stiffness at the corners of her mouth.
Who would have thought that in the realm of cultivating immortals, it would be so difficult to manage expressions.
Increase lifespan...
Hey, day by day, Master Su really worked so hard, and he was shocked by himself every day.
Su Yu suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and nodded calmly, "Everyone who comes is a guest, so how can there be any reason to drive them out?"
Wei Zhao hurriedly nodded solemnly.
If Elder Yuan Ying spoke, they dared not refuse at all.
But soon Su Yu sighed.
"Hey, if you don't practice quickly, Senior Sister, I can only rely on my old friends at the peak of Nascent Soul like me."
"Brother Liu, why do you look so ugly?"
Chen Shuxin walked out from the most spacious and comfortable room in the Xuanzi shop, with a smile on his face, and saw the pale face of the disciple guarding the Meditation Academy.
"Could it be that Zhiqiong Peak disobeyed discipline and injured you?" The
guard disciple opened his mouth and closed it firmly.
The elders of Wenxin Sword Formation are still guarding outside.
If Nascent Soul Peak wanted to investigate the interior of the Meditation Academy, he would not be able to resist with a golden core, and he would listen to all the conversations.
"It's nothing, brother Chen, hurry up and practice."
Chen Shuxin frowned, and was about to speak, but heard a burst of joyful noise from the ground.
"Wow, this is the Tianzi room? It's three times wider than Xuanzi, and there's even a jade bed that can restore consciousness!
" Five hundred spirit stones..."
"This meditation futon is the silk spun by first-grade spirit silkworms, right? It's warm in winter and cool in summer."
Chen Shuxin raised his eyebrows, showing a trace of envy, but also puzzled, "Which first-class peak is here today ?" Kanwu?" Why are you so ecstatic, it doesn't look like a first-class demeanor.
But before the guard disciple answered, he heard a somewhat calm male cultivator's voice.
"Senior brothers and sisters, hurry up and practice, don't waste the efforts of the second senior sister."
Chen Shuxin's expression changed.
This tone is a bit like Xiao Muge's younger brother, Wei Zhao.
In the group arena that year, it was Xiao Muge who took this junior and defeated him with a single sword, which became his great shame and humiliation in the past ten years.
"Zhiqiong Peak? Why did they come in, Brother Liu, didn't you forbid them to enter? Why do they only enter the celestial room in the first-class peak?" The
guard disciple's face was pale, and he was almost scared to death.
Thinking of being heard by Taoist Zhang, the sword energy could already knock him out before seeing the sword, and his golden core couldn't help trembling slightly.
"Brother Chen, don't talk nonsense!"
"?"
"I acted impartially, and let the third class go to Qiongfeng to enter the meditation hall. According to the rules of the school, they have fifteen days to study and enlightenment. What's wrong?"
"Tianzi room for a long time No disciples entered, and it just so happened that a wave of disciples' aura was needed to maintain the formation. It happened that Qiongfeng was coming, so I naturally let them enter. Don't you know, brother Chen, that our Meditation Institute has always operated like this?"
Chen Shuxin Junrong was stunned , almost laughed angrily.
He was talking nonsense, what benefit did Zhi Qiong Peak give him? !
On the third basement floor, in a sky-shaped room as wide as the lobby of a five-star restaurant.
Su Yu sat at the stone table, admiring the night pearls on the four walls that were the size of pigeon eggs, and he was in a good mood.
But when her eyes shifted to the spiritual tea that had ample portion but had been brewed for too long, she couldn't help but frown, reckless.
She stretched out her hand to open the jade box of spiritual tea containing emerald green leaflets on the table.
Close your eyes and sniff lightly.
The leaves are small, green in color, fragrant but elegant.
It is top grade.
This made Master Su's hands itch suddenly, and he thought of a delicious dish.