Chapter 380 Living Legend!
"I've met Senior Wu!"
Su Chen bowed his hands to Wu Qiankun and said with a smile.
There was a trace of shock in Wu Qiankun's eyes, and he looked at Su Chen and said, "Did you really refine the Heaven-Jieting Pill?!"
Qin Muying had just told him.
He originally thought that Su Chen said that he had refined the Heaven-Jie Dan to comfort him, but he never thought that Su Chen could actually refine the Heaven-Jie Dan.
That was an ancient elixir, one that even the elixir saints found difficult to refine and had long been lost.
Now it was actually refined by Su Chen!
"That's right! This is Jie Tian Dan!"
Su Chen smiled slightly and said, the light in the palm of his hand was bright, a golden elixir, primitive and simple, fragrant and fragrant, with eight strange elixir patterns intertwined on it, it looked very extraordinary.
"Holy Son Su Chen, it seems that you are determined to make me join the Tiandao Sect!"
Wu Qiankun smiled bitterly.
But there was something in his eyes
A look of touching and excitement.
Over the past thousand years, he has suffered through the ups and downs of the human world, his martial arts foundation has been destroyed, his energy and blood have declined, and he is almost exhausted. He has no hope.
But he didn't expect that he would meet Su Chen at the last moment of his life.
He saw hope again from Su Chen.
"I've met Senior Wu!"
At this moment, Feng Wentian and others also walked up and bowed deeply to Wu Qiankun.
As for Yang Chuan, his eyes were full of shock and excitement.
He had just heard Feng Wentian's introduction, and the dying old man in front of him turned out to be the talented and brilliant genius from a thousand years ago, Formation Saint Wu Qiankun!
This is the legend of Donghuang.
In fact, Yang Chuan and Wu Qiankun once had a relationship.
"Fellow Daoist Wu, I didn't expect you to still be alive!"
Yang Chuan said with great emotion.
"Brother Yang, we fought side by side a thousand years ago. I didn't expect that Brother Yang would also be old!"
Wu Qiankun slightly
Said with a smile.
"You are getting old! Brother Wu, you, the legend of the Eastern Wilderness, the Formation Saint who single-handedly sealed the Sea of the Abyss thousands of years ago, are still alive. It is my luck in the Eastern Wilderness and my human race's luck!"
Yang Chuan said solemnly.
He and Wu Qiankun were contemporaries, but among the people in the Eastern Wasteland who had experienced the battle a thousand years ago, who would not be in awe when hearing the name of Formation Saint Wu Qiankun?
Without Formation Saint Wu Qiankun, it would be hard to say how many people would still be alive in the Eastern Wasteland today.
Everyone around them was still wondering about Wu Qiankun's identity, but after hearing Yang Chuan's words, they were all shocked.
"Array Saint Wu Qiankun? Is he the peerless genius Wu Qiankun of the Eastern Wasteland a thousand years ago?"
"It is said that thousands of years ago, he single-handedly set up the Qiankun Demon Sealing Formation, sealed the sea of the abyss, and saved the Eastern Wasteland! This is a living legend. It is said that he died on that day a thousand years ago.
During the battle, I didn't expect that he was still alive? "
"It's incredible! Senior Wu is still alive?"
"But why does he look so weak and his energy and blood have declined so much?"
Everyone was excited.
This is a living legend.
Among the warriors in the Eastern Wasteland, including those from the seven major martial arts holy places, who doesn’t know the name of Formation Saint Wu Qiankun?
Who hasn’t grown up hearing about the deeds of the Formation Saint?
Everyone's eyes showed expressions of great excitement and admiration.
Array Saint Wu Qiankun, just this name makes people awe-inspiring!
"Brother Wu, why are you like this?"
Yang Chuan noticed the situation inside Wu Qiankun's body and asked with great concern.
In his perception, Wu Qiankun's martial arts foundation was destroyed, his Dantian was shattered, and his Yuanshen collapsed, and his whole body was almost exhausted.
Although there is a powerful vitality permeating the body, it is obvious that he has taken some kind of powerful elixir.
But it cannot cure the root cause.
When that vitality dissipates, Wu Qiankun will die.
"In that battle a thousand years ago, my foundation was damaged, and I was injured by the younger generation. That's why I ended up like this. I'm ashamed!"
Wu Qiankun smiled calmly.
His eyes were calm and free, as if there was no trace of anger or unwillingness.
"I see! But Brother Wu, the Holy Son of Su Chen of the Tiandao Sect, has refined the Heaven-Jieting Pill. If you take the Heaven-Jieting Pill, you may be able to reshape your foundation and reach the top again!"
Yang Chuan's eyes lit up and he suddenly said.
"Elder Yang is right! This is also the reason why I invited Senior Wu to come. Didn't Xuan Ming suspect that what I was refining was not the Jietian Pill? Everyone knows about Senior Wu's physical condition. If he takes this pill Can elixirs reshape the foundation of martial arts? The answer will be clear by then, right?"
Su Chen smiled calmly.
And Xuan Ming's expression on the opposite side became increasingly ugly.
