Chapter 102 Xuanwu City

Xuanwu City.

With a population of 300,000, this place was originally deserted. Since the discovery of the spiritual mine, the Jinding Sect has gradually moved in and many mortals have come to mine and mine.

And mortals brought their families with them, and over time, such a rock-solid city was born.

On the terrifying and impregnable city made of jet black metal, the patrols coming and going in broad daylight had shiny armor and were full of murderous intent.

Arrays were faintly visible on the city walls. Entering the city, the streets were filled with gray-haired old men, and not one out of ten young people. Chen Yun guessed that they might all have gone to work in the mines.

There was another point that concerned him. An extremely thick protective circle was vaguely visible above his head.

But in addition to the protective magic circle, there seems to be a bloody magic circle covering it, giving people an ominous feeling.

Wind and Sand Hall.

Chen Yun and Ma Zhenguo entered the hall after a long journey.

An old man with a dark complexion and sunken cheeks, who looked like he was about to die soon, cupped his hands and said, "We sincerely welcome the two immortal masters."

"There are two immortal masters here. It is expected that the enemy sect will never dare to touch our Xuanwu City again."

The old man was wearing a blue robe, his face was clean and beardless, his face was deeply wrinkled, and he had an angry look on his face.

"The enemy sect's thieves do not dare to fight head-on. They only dare to use some underhanded methods. If I, Ma, catch me, I will skin them." Ma Zhenguo said seriously, showing great disdain for the enemy sect's actions.

"Your Excellency is the ancestor of the Song family, Senior Song Qingyuan. Junior Chen Yun, Your Excellency is at the seventh level of foundation building, and the golden elixir can be expected." Chen Yun clasped his fists to be polite.

"No, no, I'm a rotten tree, and I don't have much time left. But these two are the real golden elixirs that can be expected."

When Song Qingyuan said this, he seemed to be speaking from the bottom of his heart. After inviting the two of them to sit down, he continued: "I wasted too much time on women when I was young, which caused time to become more and more urgent in the later stages. This golden elixir realm seems to be within reach. And it feels so far away.”

Chen Yun was deeply touched when talking about this.

He is not wasting his time on women.

It's just because I was too poor and had poor qualifications when I was young, so I didn't have many spiritual stones to use in cultivation.

All used to support the family.

As a result, he has fallen too much, and in addition to the 25 years since the foundation of Heavenly Dao was established, there is not enough time for him to attack the golden elixir now.

"I wonder if there are any life-extending pills." Chen Yun has been secretly asking about life-extending pills and the like recently.

Unexpectedly, he happened to talk to Chen Yun about a field that Song Qingyuan knew well.

"There is a Shou Yuan Dan, but it is a fourth-level elixir. It can only be found in some high-level trade fairs, and those trade fairs are all about golden elixirs and Yuanying. People are not rare in spiritual stones. They only need heavenly materials and earthly treasures, or rare ones." The magic weapon technique."

"Although the Shouyuan Pill can extend your life by a hundred, it can only be taken once, and it will have no effect the second time."

"There are also some heaven and earth life-extending spiritual roots, which can be eaten repeatedly without weakening the life-extending effect. However, this kind of heaven and earth spiritual roots only exist in the Yuanying family of the gods and are under special protection. It is difficult for ordinary monks to even take a look at them. .....”

After hearing the end, Chen Yun shook his head. There was no hope anyway.

Time waits for no one.

You have to find a way to seize the time.

Cross the golden elixir pass before the age of two hundred, otherwise, you will die and regret to stop outside the golden elixir gate.

You must know that he has a golden elixir ticket, which is guaranteed to be a third-grade golden elixir.

Extend your life by three hundred. Each time you advance to a level, your life will be extended by an additional hundred.

If it is a ninth-grade golden elixir, it can extend life by up to nine hundred.

The ninth-grade golden elixir has a great chance of condensing the Nascent Soul, both in terms of quality and time.

After chatting until dusk fell, they lit up the lamps and served the banquet. While changing the glasses, Song Qingyuan warned Chen Yun and others many times not to leave the city easily.

The two previous foundation-building monks left Xuanwu City rashly and were killed outside the city.

There are people from the Blood Spirit Sect in the city trying every means to lure those Qi Refining and Foundation Building monks to trade outside the city.

If you go there, you will be fooled.

In the end, his body was exposed in the wilderness, which was too horrible to look at.

"Hmph, blood spirit thieves, if Ma sees them, see how I deal with them." Ma Zhenguo punched down, causing the tea bowl on the table to jump.

Chen Yun's first impression of Song Qingyuan was not bad, but his face really looked like he was about to die soon.

I guess the end is approaching.

After eating, Chen Yun and Ma Zhenguo went back to their private rooms respectively. They will move to the house in the city tomorrow. It is said that the maids and handymen have been arranged there.

After Chen Yun thanked him again and again, he left.

Song Qingyuan sent Chen Yun and others away, and looked at the dim candle shadow with his hands behind his back. At this time, a monk wearing a hooded gown appeared beside him and said in a hoarse voice:

"When will we do it?"

Song Qingyun hurriedly bowed, wondering: "They just arrived, how could they attack so easily? And I don't think they found anything strange. They can wait a little longer. They have recently killed two foundation-building monks. If they kill again, what will happen if they kill them again?" You will inevitably notice something strange.”

"You are as timid as a mouse, so what if you notice it. Now that Jinding Sect is in trouble internally and externally, is it possible to send Jindan monks here to investigate? As long as you are a foundation-building monk, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"This is true, but... just wait a little longer, and send people to keep an eye on it. If they notice something strange, they will take action immediately. With the help of my ancestors, no one can stop me from forming the pill! "

Song Qingyuan's turbid old eyes suddenly burst out with a ferocious light. In an instant, his eyes became extremely hungry and crazy. He felt that the ecstasy in his body was eroding his bones, and it was extremely painful. His long sharp nails scratched his clothes and left blood stains.

"Essence and blood? I want essence and blood, ancestor, take me there quickly."

A teasing sneer appeared at the corner of the man under the hood, and he led the old man to a rockery in the garden. There was a mechanism below, and there was a cave below, which was a huge space.

Similar to a huge altar, there are four ferocious stone pillars erected around it. The pillars are carved with rats, scorpions, snakes, and lizards. These four stone pillars shoot out a bloody brilliance, leading to the top of the head, maintaining the bloody formation in the city. .

Four evil formations.

This formation can not only condense the essence and blood of the mortals in the city, but also deprive the mortals of their life span to support the monks in their cultivation.

Song Qingyuan staggered to a pillar in the center of the altar. There was a jade bowl inlaid on the pillar, and a drop of blood slowly condensed in the jade bowl.

Song Qingyuan's eyes were filled with joy. He stuck out his tongue and licked the drop of blood cleanly without caring about his image. This seemed to relieve his physical pain.

At the same time, the aura in the body also surged.

An hour later, Song Qingyuan's face was flushed, and he regained his previous solemn posture as the ancestor of the Song family. He licked the corners of his mouth with some dissatisfaction and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I can only condense one drop of blood essence in a month."

"That's right. There are some old, weak, sick and disabled people in the city now. Let's have some fun while they can still condense their essence and blood. If we continue at this rate, we will definitely condense the golden elixir within ten years."

Hearing this, Song Qingyuan's eyes flashed with excitement, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Thank you, ancestor, otherwise Song would have died a hundred years ago."