Chapter 83 The Miserable Qingyun Master

Tiannan Xiuxian Realm.

Wanshan Domain.

This place is adjacent to the South China Sea, but it is the exact opposite of a vast ocean. There are continuous mountains, towering and steep.

There are mountains that are more than ten thousand feet high everywhere, and the mountains that reach the clouds are endless.

In the depths of an unknown mountain range somewhere in the domain, a large formation covers a cave house by the water pool.

In the cave house, Bian Qingyun is pale, his robe is full of wrinkles, his hair is messy, and he looks sad.

Looking inside himself, a golden pill full of cracks is suspended and rotating on the Dantian Sea.

Every time the golden pill rotates, a cold breath will be emitted from the cracks, sweeping through the meridians of the whole body, and the cold breath will impact the meridians in the body.

Bian Qingyun trembled slightly, and the storage ring between his fingers lit up, and jade bottles flew out one by one, but then they all fell to the ground, and only one was held in his hand.

Looking at the remaining healing pills, Bian Qingyun was stunned.

"Good Master, good Master, I have followed you for three hundred years and have been beaten up nine times..."

"You are really a good Master, and you have disappeared again. Are you really dead?"

After swallowing the pill, Bian Qingyun calmed his mind and began to refine it.

But his complexion did not improve. The injuries on his body were too severe, and only the third-grade superior Dragon-Transforming Pill could make up for it.

At this moment, a cry sounded above the mountains, and a snow-white ice crane with cold air came from the sky.

On the ice crane, a middle-aged female cultivator in white clothes like snow stood, with her long black hair simply tied behind her shoulders, her clothes fluttering, and exuding a sharp edge.

The female cultivator looked at the mountains, pinched her hands to form a spell, and a snow-white and translucent spirit sword flew out of her body.

The spirit sword made a beeping sound and burst out a brilliant sword light. Endless cold air rose between heaven and earth, and snowflakes and ice crystals fell down.

The snowflakes, which contained boundless sword energy, condensed into a giant sword in the air and slashed towards the mountain below.

Boom!

Crack!

The mountains collapsed, revealing the running formation.

Under the impact of the sword energy, the formation immediately cracked a big crack.

Bian Qingyun, who was healing, felt the brilliant and cold sword energy, as if falling from the sky, and was shocked.

"Qi Yuhuan, I didn't treat you lightly. It was my teacher who stole the Kuishui Zhendan that your teacher had been refining for five hundred years. Why are you chasing me!"

A golden bead flew up to block the remaining sword energy, and Bian Qingyun flew up without hesitation.

"Bian Qingyun, the old man Ziyang is dead, and you, as a disciple, should also accompany him!"

Qi Yuhuan's eyes were cold, and the sword moved with his palm. The sky was full of brilliant sword light again, and it chopped down at Bian Qingyun from the void.

"Your ugly teacher is dead, but my teacher is not dead either."

Bian Qingyun once again used his life-saving magic beads to resist the sword energy, while resisting and fleeing.

Now that he was in a broken body, he could not be Qi Yuhuan's opponent at all.

Under the brilliant sword energy, the magic beads made a mournful cry, rolled back into Bian Qingyun's hand, and smashed him into the mountains.

Qi Yuhuan controlled the spirit crane and turned into rainbow light, chasing closely to the collapsed valley, and swung another sword downward, directly tearing a big crack in the mountains.

But there was no trace of Bian Qingyun in the big crack.

"It's true that the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam is crooked, he didn't learn the skills of fighting, but he is very proficient in running away."

"Let's see where you run to."

Qi Yuhuan tapped the ice spirit crane under his seat with his foot.

"He'er, find him out."

"Okay."

The Ice Spirit Crane flapped its wings, and the sword energy, cold air, and the energy left by the cave where Bian Qingyun had been healing before were all condensed into a ball of light, which was sucked closer by the spirit crane.

"He didn't run far."

After a moment, the Ice Spirit Crane spoke, spread its wings and rolled up the wind, turning into a stream of light and disappearing in the sky.

...

"Huh..."

"Stinky bitch, this revenge must be avenged."

Bian Qingyun, who fell from the void thousands of miles away, suppressed his spiritual power and cursed angrily.

There were several Jindan cultivators besieging him, and the others had stopped, but this stinky bitch was chasing him relentlessly.

Just now, there were two more fine cracks on his Jindan. If this continued, it would be easy for the dan to crack into ash.

It was all the fault of old Ziyang, why should he take the blame?

You are a Yuanying ancestor with fire spirit roots. Why do you want to steal the Kuishui Zhendan that others have been refining for five hundred years?

You are so shameless.

Now, the master and disciple will be beaten wherever they go.

After taking a look at the surrounding environment, Bian Qingyun flew towards a small hill.

However, not long after he stabilized, a high-pitched cry sounded in the sky, and the surging sword light froze the surrounding grass and trees, falling towards the hill.

At the bottom of the mountain cut by the sword energy, Bian Qingyun sacrificed his life magic bead, evolved a rolling flame and killed Qi Yuhuan.

When the flame and sword energy collided, the splashing energy swept all around, but then the flame was stirred into nothingness by the sword energy.

Bian Qingyun had a ferocious face, and he ignored the sword energy splashing on his body and drove the magic bead towards Qi Yuhuan.

He looked like he was going to die together.

"Qi Yuhuan, you forced me to do this, so let's die together!"

"Ha--"

Qi Yuhuan sneered when he saw this scene.

The three-foot sword in his hand slashed out a white sword light, which gave rise to a scene of snow falling on the earth, covering Bian Qingyun.

The sword energy was sharp, tearing the sky and splitting the earth.

"Hmm."

Bian Qingyun's ferocious expression changed.

Oh no, he didn't scare me!

He used both hands to perform complicated spells, and the rolling flames from his body turned into a pair of flaming wings, pulling him away.

"Stinky bitch, this account is not over yet!"

Qi Yuhuan, who had a light face, heard Bian Qingyun's scolding, and his eyes turned white, and countless ice chips suddenly evolved in the void around him.

The ice chips condensed into countless ice swords in the air, and then piled up into a crystal clear ice crane.

The ice crane spread its wings, pierced through the sky, and crashed into Bian Qingyun, who had wings of fire.

Zizizizi——

Ice and fire collided, and the sky was buzzing. Bian Qingyun repeatedly performed spells to perform defensive spells, but the sword energy contained in the ice crane was extremely terrifying, and a large part of it still penetrated his body.

"Puff——"

Bian Qingyun, who spit out a mouthful of old blood, repeatedly performed spells with both hands, and the dim flaming wings on his body became blazing again.

"Dayan Red Fire Escape!"

A ball of flame exploded in the air, dragging his figure out like lightning, leaving a trail of blood mist in the air.

"Chase."

Qi Yuhuan looked indifferent to Bian Qingyun's escape again.

Old Ziyang was good at running away. Among the many disciples he accepted, those who ran slowly had long been dead.

...

Bian Qingyun ran wildly, not caring about the collapse of the golden elixir in his dantian.

If he ran slowly, his golden elixir would be dug out.

In this way, he fled all the way from Wanshan Domain to Nanhai Domain. It was not that he was stupid and had to run to the endless South Sea Domain, but...

There were also debts caused by his master in the north.

It's all tears to talk too much.

In the northern domains, there is a large Yuanying sect called Taiyi Sect.

During the last trip to the Five Elements Fairy Palace, his master, Ziyang, the old disaster star, hid in the dark and tried to steal the opportunity discovered by the Yuanying elder of Taiyi Sect.

In the end, he didn't get the chance and offended Taiyi Sect.

This time, Master was beaten up, and Taiyi Sect's Yuanying was one of the main forces.

If he ran north and was discovered by the cultivators of Taiyi Sect, they would definitely not mind crushing him to death.

Following Taoist Ziyang, he suffered a lot.

How did he know so much?

The main reason was that Master Ziyang was very considerate. Every time Jingji Sidong went out to do something, if he got into trouble, he would tell him, his disciple, to be careful when going out and not run into enemies.

Where can you find such a good master?

…

Jiuhua Mountain.

Anwen Cave.

Shen Lian is still accepting the inheritance of the second-level lower-grade alchemist.

The habits of various inherited herbs, the proportion of alchemy formulas, and the experience of alchemy are filled in his perception.

For more than half a month, he opened his mouth and a series of alchemy flavors.

"Foundation-building pill..."

"Heavenly Spirit Fruit, Jade Marrow Ganoderma... Foundation-building Three-Return Alchemy Method..."

…

Bang bang bang

Shen Lian knocked his head to wake himself up from the countless knowledge of alchemy.

Advancing to the second-level low-grade alchemist, he inherited the recipe of the foundation-building pill as expected, and also added a method to refine the foundation-building pill.

Unfortunately, he did not collect the materials for the foundation-building pill in the past few years.

A low-grade foundation-building pill can be sold for 20,000, and the price is even higher on the black market or at auctions.

A flash of light flashed on his wrist, and a red pill furnace flew out, with three legs and two ears and a large pot cover, carved with a kind of flying fish beast pattern in the ocean.

It is called the Red Fish Pill Furnace.

He spent 5,200 spirit stones to buy this pill furnace, which is equipped with a fire formation that can increase the temperature of the flame by 10%.

This kind of magic weapon that can be used as a productive force is much more expensive than a normal attack magic weapon.

The open Red Fish Pill Furnace is three feet in size, and Shen Lian knocked it inside and out with a sword.

It's OK. The refiner who made this furnace didn't cut corners. The furnace mouth was thickened.

A second-level alchemist is already a very prestigious cultivator.

In a foundation-building family, the family will not hesitate to spend a lot of money to attract the earth fire and build an alchemy room for the alchemist.

Shen Lian looked at his cave, which was a bit simple and there was no earth fire.

Fortunately, he had outstanding fire spirit roots, and he had the true fire blessed by the flame magic power, plus he bought some spiritual charcoal, which was enough for the current needs. In the future, at most he could catch a spirit beast that could spit fire and bring it with him as an alchemy boy.

He then sent out his spiritual power and began to sacrifice the red fish alchemy furnace.

In this inheritance, there is a fire refining method specifically used to sacrifice the alchemy furnace, which can assist the alchemist to strengthen the control of the alchemy furnace.

After the alchemy furnace was sacrificed, Shen Lian sat down to appreciate the refining methods of the Juling Pill and the Zhenyuan Pill.

These two kinds of pills are related to the next practice, and they are what he needs to refine first.