Chapter 43 It’s over, it’s over, something happened

Under the copper furnace, the spiritual trees were ablaze under the blessing of Zhu Yun's fire spiritual power.

Originally, he didn't hold on to Zhu Yun who could succeed with just one practice, but his thoughts were all on the outside.

If he heard the beating sound from Sun Xuanhua's side become quieter, he would need to stop refining the blood ginseng whiskers immediately.

But he didn't know that at this time, in the Lingjian Sect's Sect Master Hall, more than ten Foundation Establishment Stagers headed by Lin Zhengyang began to move!

"Sect Master, there is no movement at the bottom of Confused Sword Cliff. Why don't we go take a look now?"

Elder Mu's eyes glowed with coldness.

Beside, several other elders also responded in unison. Such a big movement suddenly disappeared, which made them even more unbearable!

Lin Zhengyang pondered for a moment and said, "Wan Laogen hasn't come back yet. If we meet him... I'll tell him later. I'm afraid something might happen to him and I'll go and have a look!"

Compared to these elders, Lin Zhengyang wanted to go there even more!

In the nearly hundred years since he became the master of the Spirit Sword Sect, he only knew that he could not go to the bottom of the Misty Sword Cliff, let alone see such movement in the Misty Sword Cliff.

All he was thinking about at this time was... the birth of a strange treasure!

"Yes, Sect Master!"

All the elders were overjoyed and agreed one after another. Then they followed Lin Zhengyang and stood up with their swords, flying towards the Sword Enchanting Cliff together!

at the same time.

Yaojing Center is an independent giant peak in Yaozhou.

This peak is like a sword that cuts through the sky and goes deep into the clouds!

The tip of the sword penetrates directly into the earth's veins, and the hilt is like a platform, where tens of thousands of people can stand!

Near the center, there are several magnificent buildings!

This is where the elders and sect masters of Wanjian Mountain live!

"Report to...Elder Jian San, Wan Laogen who is stationed at the Lost Sword Formation of Yunzhou Lingjian Sect, the soul card suddenly cracked, and he is afraid of something unexpected!"

A disciple in the foundation building stage rushed up to the platform from the foot of the mountain with his sword, and shouted loudly after landing.

"Wan Laogen?" An old but rich voice came from a room, full of doubts, but then impatiently said: "How can this disciple, this elder, remember his name? If he dies, he will die. Let's see. Send any disciples who have been eliminated recently!"

"Elder Jiansan, this..."

The disciple was slightly startled, and just as he was about to say something, there seemed to be countless sharp swords locked on him in the clouds!

"Yes, Elder Jiansan!"

He quickly changed his words and responded. The pressure suddenly disappeared, but his back was already dripping with cold sweat!

The voice of Elder Jiansan came again: "You go and choose someone first. I will send the Eighteenth Elder to send them over! We will set off in half an hour!"

"Yes, Elder Jiansan!"

The disciple did not dare to linger any longer, so he stood up and jumped directly from the platform.

After reciting a few sword tactics, the flying sword appeared at the bottom of his feet, supporting him to fly towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Jiansan, I didn't even feel hot when I got back, why did you send me to that ungrateful place in Yunzhou?"

On the platform, someone said dissatisfiedly.

"Eighteen, do you remember who was suppressed by Mi Jian Cliff in Yunzhou?"

"I'm not interested, how can I remember it?"

"Meng Wuya!"

"Meng Wuya? The one named Meng is the young palace master of Youluo Sect?"

"That's right, so you send people over and take a look to see how many breaths the little witch has left! If her spiritual power has completely faded, then ask them where the sacred objects of Youluo Sect are. This is a great achievement!"

"Jiansan, I'm going right away!"

Hearing the merit, Jian Shiba reached out and made a move, and a flying sword came through the air!

"Don't be anxious!" Jian San said anxiously: "That witch has a blood-burning magic that can increase her power in a short period of time. You must not get in her way!"

"After more than five hundred years of suppression, what if she can return to the strength of the pill-forming stage?"

Jian Shiba looked disdainful, stepped on the flying sword and dived straight down!

…

In the alchemy room, Zhu Yun put away his fire spiritual power.

Above the copper stove, there was a faint red mist.

According to his experience in refining the Bigu Pill, the pill should be ready!

The Bigu Pill is made from whole grains and produces a light yellow smoke, while the Blood Ginseng Pill is completely red, and even the juice seeping out of it looks like blood.

"come out!"

Zhu Yun heard the knocking sound in his ears without any change, so he stretched out his hand.

The lid of the copper furnace opened slightly, and a dark red pill flew out from it and fell into Zhu Yun's hands!

"Is this the Shou Yuan Dan?"

He glanced at it, put it into an empty porcelain bottle, and threw it into his storage bag.

"We will know if we try it on that five-hundred-year-old girl tomorrow! If possible, I can bring over some more blood ginseng!"

Zhu Yun was overjoyed and looked at the rest of the materials. Today's task was not easy, so he had better finish it first!

After working until dusk, Zhu Yun had refined all the ingredients into elixirs.

Heqi Pill and Huanglong Pill are just ordinary pills. Once mastered, they are extremely simple.

Zhu Yun can even do two things at once, just pay attention to the heat and don't make mistakes.

However, he also deeply felt Sun Xuanhua's helplessness.

The Lingjian Sect dug out these elixirs very hard.

The refined elixirs are not too many and not too little.

No wonder Sun Xuanhua is so poor!

After placing these elixirs on the medicine shelf one by one, Zhu Yun stopped when he heard the sounds in the weapon refining room.

After a few breaths, Sun Xuanhua pushed open the door and entered.

"Master, how did you beat yourself up like this?"

Seeing Sun Xuanhua's sluggish expression and his spiritual energy slightly confused, Zhu Yun started to tease.

"Young kid, you know how to make sarcastic remarks!"

Sun Xuanhua looked at the table and said, "I heard that you want to go home to visit relatives?"

"Master, how do you know?"

Zhu Yun was shocked.

"I know a lot of things as a teacher! When do you plan to leave?"

Sun Xuanhua asked.

Zhu Yun had been with him for more than a year. He knew his temper and didn't care. He said, "We haven't decided when to go yet!"

Originally, he wanted to go there quickly and take a look, maybe the two dogs were hiding in Barren Rock Mountain.

But now that I know Ergou has gone to Yao Realm, and there is a little witch beside him, I can't decide at once.

"If you want to go, go quickly," Sun Xuanhua said: "It just so happens that I will be in seclusion for a few days! I will go to deliver the elixirs later and ask if I still need low-grade magic swords and talismans. Prepare them for them early, so they don't have to come here. disturb."

"Master, didn't you say that cultivation is useless? Why should you be in seclusion?"

Zhu Yunqi said that he had never seen Sun Xuanhua practicing.

At most, the spiritual power is depleted, and the spiritual power can be replenished by practicing Qi for a while.

"You know nothing," Sun Xuanhua said angrily, "How can I reach the third level of foundation building if I don't practice as a teacher? If you want to leave, hurry up. It's best to go back within three days!"

"So urgent?"

Zhu Yun scratched his head when he saw Sun Xuanhua's expression, and Zhu Rong's reluctant expression at that time appeared in his mind.

If you want to take a look, you can go early and come back early.

"Master, I will set off within three days!"

Sun Xuanhua nodded and said: "Well, be careful on the road and bring more talismans for self-defense..."

As he spoke, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, then took out a gray magic sword from his storage bag and said: "This sword was refined by the master before he entered the Spirit Sword Sect. It is a low-grade and high-grade sword! If you encounter It's dangerous, I allow you to use your sword to defend yourself! But remember, you must learn to hide your weakness when you go out!"

"Thank you Master!"

Zhu Yun was overjoyed and took the long sword. He originally planned to cut corners when refining the weapon and give himself some ordinary low-grade magic swords, but he didn't expect that Sun Xuanhua gave him one!

Although he had a middle-grade magic sword from Wan Laogen on him at this time, Zhu Yun did not dare to use that sword casually!

Sun Xuanhua is right, when you go out for a walk, you must learn to hide your clumsiness!

Whether it's your own treasure or your own strength!

Zhang Tianyuan, wasn't it caused by a pot of wine?

That’s right!

I wonder if I can meet those casual cultivators in the market town at the foot of the mountain...

"Little kid, don't think about avenging Zhang Tianyuan!" Sun Xuanhua seemed to have understood what Zhu Yun was thinking, and said: "How long have you been practicing? Just visit relatives when you visit them, and don't cause trouble! The fire bird talisman of my teacher, Don’t you want to learn?”

"Master, I want to learn!"

Zhu Yun said quickly!

"Well, tomorrow, I will teach you how to draw the Fire Bird Talisman! You better prepare yourself!"

After saying that, Sun Xuanhua flicked his sleeves and a row of elixirs that had just been refined on the medicine shelf went into his sleeves.

After sending Sun Xuanhua away from the fog formation, Zhu Yun's eyes rolled.

If Master knew that I had just killed Wan Laogen, I'm afraid he wouldn't think so...

How about giving it a try?

Thinking of this, Zhu Yun began to think about how to deal with the three murderers if he really encountered them!

But now, I must draw some elementary talismans first!

Zhu Yun ran back to his house and drew the talisman.

Until Sun Xuanhua came back, he frowned and said to him: "Little boy, things have gone bad! Wan Laogen is dead!"

Zhu Yun secretly thought, I am the one who made all the fuss and killed that old pervert!

However, he pretended to be surprised on his face: "Master, why did you die when you were fine? Isn't Elder Wan the eighth level of foundation building?"

"You know nothing!" Sun Xuanhua cursed, walking back and forth in the room like an ant on a hot pot, "Wan Laogen is a disciple of Wan Jianshan, and they are all from the Soul Pavilion! Wan Jianshan must still be here I will send someone over, but if someone who knows me comes over, I will be in trouble!"

Zhu Yun was really surprised now. Was Sun Xuanhua afraid of being recognized by the people in Wanjian Mountain?

"Master, are you... from Yaozhou?"