Chapter 188 Historical Projection, Ancient Alchemist

"My surname is Xu."

Xu Hei handed over his hand. No one knew his name anyway, so he didn't need a pseudonym.

"My surname is Xu...are you going to join us or act alone?"

This monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes was very direct and spoke quickly: "As agreed in advance, our group of people, under the jurisdiction of the Chutian Alliance, have all signed a series of peace contracts. We are not allowed to take the initiative to hurt others, and we must unanimously speak to the outside world. Treasure It’s first come, first served, if you want to join, if you don’t want to, go to the other side.”

He pointed in another direction, where there were only a handful of people, in small groups, distributed in various locations.

Xu Hei took a general look and found that most of them were evil sect monks, such as Wu Chou of the Blood Clothes Sect.

Except for a few mavericks, almost all casual cultivators have formed an alliance with the Chutian Alliance, which can provide them with extra security.

No matter how he behaves, an upright monk like Xu Qingfeng can always give people a sense of security.

Xu Hei pondered for a moment and said, "What kind of contract?"

The monk in front of him took out a roll of golden paper with various rules written on it.

"As long as a trace of spiritual consciousness is invested, this contract will take effect. If there is any violation, you will collapse your consciousness on your own without us taking action." The man said calmly.

Xu Hei glanced at it and saw that this was what Xu Qingfeng left behind, with many rules written on it.

Xu Hei said no more, retreated to the other side, and stood with the evil cultivators. He wouldn't sign this kind of contract even if he was killed.

Seeing Xu Hei's refusal, the monk didn't ask any further questions. With sarcasm flashing in his eyes, he returned to the crowd.

After Xu Hei landed, the five evil cultivators nearby quickly retreated and kept a distance from him.

"Blood Clothes Gate?"

To Xu Hei's surprise, the auras and clothes of these five people were very similar to the Wu Chou he killed, and they came from the Blood Clothes Sect.

There was a blood-clothed order in Wu Chou's storage bag, which seemed to have a high status in the sect.

"Tell me what's going on here."

Xu Hei looked at one of the female monks who looked easy to bully and asked.

The female cultivator remained silent and kept retreating, her expression wary.

"Don't tell?"

Xu Hei raised his hand and sucked it in. The gravity technique directly sucked the man over and held it in his hand.

"Be bold!"

"Senior, spare your life!"

The other four people still wanted to scream, but the girl in their hands began to cry in mourning, making everyone stunned.

"Senior, I said that this is a blood corpse cave. There are many elixirs preserved from ancient times in the cave, as well as an ancient medicine garden. However, the Chutian Alliance broke in several times and failed to clean up the blood corpses. Come out to discuss countermeasures.”

The female monk in her hand said with a sad face.

Xu Hei nodded slightly and put the person down. The female cultivator immediately retreated and returned to the remaining four people. They did not dare to move rashly, but retreated nervously.

The strongest among this group of people was in the late stage of foundation building, and Xu Hei's move just now had directly shocked them.

"Is this the only number of people left in your Blood Clothes Sect?"

Xu Hei asked curiously. In his impression, this evil sect should develop very well.

The five of them were not surprised to be recognized. They all looked at each other with bitterness in their eyes.

They originally had number 20 people who came in, as well as two pill-forming ancestors, but they all died. One ancestor died from the corpse puppet, and the other ancestor died from the thirteenth ancestor of the Snake Catcher Sect and was sucked alive to be fucked.

Everyone was silent, but Xu Hei could tell something from their eyes, and asked: "Why don't you join the Chutian Alliance?"

"It's not that we don't want to, it's that Chutian League refuses."

The female monk just explained.

"Is it because you are evil cultivators?" Xu Hei was surprised.

"That's right." The female monk nodded.

"..." Xu Hei was silent.

At this time, there was movement from the cave.

Everyone looked together and saw an illusory and ghostly girl floating out of the gloomy cave.

This woman has silver hair, a petite figure, as if she was a cardamom, and has good looks, but her temperament is very cold, and she has a feeling that she should not be approached by strangers.

"Silver-haired witch." Xu Hei's eyes narrowed.

The silver-haired witch was in a state of virtual transparency. She flew out of the cave and came to the front.

"how's it going?"

"What's going on inside?"

The core members of the Chutian Alliance hurriedly went up to ask, and Xiao Chou was among them.

The silver-haired witch gradually materialized and said, "I saw that ancient medicine garden. There are at least 200,000-year-old medicinal plants."

"Ten thousand years!"

Everyone gasped.

Today, medicinal materials that are thousands of years old are rare in the world, let alone those that are ten thousand years old. They are priceless and have no market, and the quality will be unimaginable.

"Also, there is a golden thunder bamboo that is 100,000 years old."

The silver-haired witch added.

At this time, all the members of the Chutian Alliance were stunned. Zhang Tie's eyes almost burst into flames, and he wanted to rush in and pick them immediately.

However, there were too many corpses in the cave, which were constantly emerging from the ground and being cleaned up one after another. He did not dare to break in without permission.

Although others didn't know what they were muttering, they could tell from their expressions that they must have discovered a great treasure.

And just then.

A strong wind blew in the sky, and a hazy light shone from the sky, appearing at the top of the cave, with a hint of Taoist rhyme appearing.

"It's a historical projection!"

"Quickly retreat!"

Everyone stepped back, looking warily at the top of the cave.

The historical projections appear irregularly, which may be the remnants of ancient Taoism, or it may be that some kind of rules of heaven and earth are at work.

Most of the projections are harmless, but some contain the power of ancient monks, and a little spillage can kill people.

This is also the first time Xu Hei has seen a historical projection.

In the sky, there are blurry pictures, caves, human figures, and houses, like mirages in the desert.

It is like a reflection of historical scenes, passing through the long river of history and appearing before our eyes.

The scenery in the picture seems to be in a cave.

In the picture, a young and tall alchemist is sitting cross-legged and throwing medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace.

When Xu Hei saw the alchemist, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He actually knew this alchemist!

It was the body of the ancient monk he dug out from the gambling stone shop by cutting the stone!

The alchemy furnace was also the one refined by Xu Hei.

"How could it be such a coincidence?"

Xu Hei's heart was in turmoil.

But he did not speak, his face was calm, and he just watched coldly.

This projection of the ancient times seemed to have been accelerated and it was finished very quickly. The cultivator refined a large number of pills and put them into pill bottles. One of the pill bottles had the words "Longevity Pill" on it.

Seeing the Longevity Pill, everyone's eyes flashed with fire. It was the pill that countless people dreamed of.

Even more outrageous was yet to come.

Next to the Longevity Pill, there was another pill bottle with the words "Infant Transformation Pill" written on it.

"Oh my God!"

"It's Infant Transformation Pill!"

Seeing such a scene, everyone's eyes were burning and they were almost going crazy.

Infant Transformation Pill, this is what the cultivators of the Jindan stage take when they form an infant, and its value cannot be described.

If the Longevity Pill is just to prolong the life of the Jindan ancestors and let them live another sixty years.

Then the Infant Transformation Pill gives them the hope of forming an infant.