The next day, before dawn, the alchemists of the Alchemy Mansion had already gotten up and put on clean alchemy robes.
In front of the main hall, nearly 10,000 alchemists were still standing neatly, each with a radiant face and a light of determination in their eyes. Their new home and new journey made them full of hope for the future.
Buzz!
While everyone was waiting, the ground shook.
Then, a huge stone tablet slowly rose from the ground, which was ten feet wide and thirty feet high. Four large characters were vigorously engraved on it: Wandan Palace.
Wandan Palace
The alchemists all murmured, wondering what the Ten Thousand Pills Palace was.
Come in!
Ye Chen's misty voice came from the huge stone tablet.
Hearing this, the alchemists were startled, and then realized that although the stone tablet was a stone tablet, it was also a portal, with the teleportation array imprinted inside it, which meant that one could go to another place through the stone tablet.
Without thinking much, the alchemist standing at the front raised his feet, stepped out, and entered the stone tablet. After that, nearly ten thousand alchemists raised their feet and filed in. No one made any noise or screamed.
When they appeared again, it was a strange and bizarre world.
There is nothing else like it in this world. It should be an underground palace, with a radius of 100,000 feet. Everything you can see is mysterious power. If you look closely, you can still vaguely see the artistic conception of alchemy.
"Is this the artistic conception of alchemy?" The talented person was startled.
"This... so many artistic conceptions."
"There are also secrets about alchemy."
"This is the Palace of Ten Thousand Pills." The misty voice came up again, and Ye Chen slowly transformed into a body shape, speaking in a leisurely voice, "This is where the alchemy artistic conceptions of the alchemy ancestors are gathered together, and it is the treasure of the alchemy."
"The treasure of alchemy." Many alchemists took a deep breath, their eyes shining brightly. For alchemists, aren't the artistic conception and mysteries of the alchemy of their ancestors the treasure of alchemy
"Let's understand it first and withdraw in three days." Ye Chen smiled slightly.
"Thank you so much, Palace Master." The nearly ten thousand alchemists bowed respectfully, and then eagerly sat cross-legged on the ground, then closed their eyes, each sitting like an old monk in meditation, capturing the artistic conception of alchemy for understanding.
Ye Chen smiled, did not interrupt, turned around and walked out of the Wandan Palace.
After leaving the Ten Thousand Pill Palace, he gave instructions to Nianwei's bodyguards, and then walked out of Dan Mansion Lingshan, stepped into the sky, controlled the flying sword, and headed all the way towards the bustling street of Dan Mansion.
"Have you heard that many emperors have been sent from above to guard the gate of Youdu City." As soon as he entered the bustling street, Ye Chen heard the chatter one after another.
"The news has spread throughout Youdu."
"When it comes to the sect of restoring evil, there are so many imperial realms, including those at the peak of the imperial realm, but there is not even one heavenly realm."
"I have lived for more than 800 years, and I have never seen such a stupid person. A heavenly realm can kill more than thirty heavenly realms in one day. Such combat power is shocking. Such achievements are unprecedented."
"Ku Yue, what a great battle you guys have." In the crowd, Ye Chen, under the black robe, smiled coldly.
He simply ignored the comments on the street and wandered alone on the street. From time to time he glanced at the stalls on both sides, hoping to find an immortal treasure, but unfortunately he did not.
I don't know how long it took before I saw him walking into a shop.
This shop is a circle inside, and the fragrance of elixirs is overflowing. It is a shop that sells elixirs.
Seeing Ye Chen walk in, an old man who was immersed in reading an ancient book raised his head and glanced at Ye Chen. Then he immersed himself in reading an ancient book and asked in a nonchalant manner, "Buying elixirs?"
"How many kinds of three-level elixir are there?" Ye Chen said lightly.
"Eight hundred." The old man's tone was still neither salty nor cool.
"How many kinds of spiritual elixirs are there at the fourth level?"
"five hundred."
"How many kinds of elixirs are there at the five-line level?"
"three hundred."
"How many kinds of spiritual elixirs are there at the sixth level?"
"One hundred." The old man said, put down the ancient book, and looked at Ye Chen up and down, his expression not very good, "Fellow Taoist, are you here to buy elixirs, or are you here to make me happy."
"I don't have that spare time." Ye Chen said lightly, "Eight hundred kinds of three-mark elixirs, five hundred kinds of four-mark elixirs, three hundred kinds of five-mark elixirs, and one hundred kinds of six-mark elixirs, give me one of the same. pieces."
"One... of each kind?" The old man was stunned for a moment.
"How not?"
"Yes, yes, but this is not a small amount of money. It would take three million Origin Stones to erase the small amount."
"Not short of money." Ye Chen took out a Qiankun bag and handed it over.
"So rich?" The old man took the storage bag, opened it and took a look. His eyes changed when he looked at Ye Chen again, and his tone became much gentler. It must be not easy for someone to spend such a generous amount.
"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment." The old man hurriedly walked out. After a while, he saw him coming out carrying a storage bag.
"There is a seven-mark elixir." Ye Chen took the storage bag and looked at the old man again.
"The Seven Marks Spiritual Pill is never for sale." The old man said hurriedly.
"Where is the recipe for the Seven Marks Spiritual Pill?"
"Who would sell those treasures?" the old man said in astonishment.
"Farewell." Ye Chen immediately turned around and disappeared like a gust of wind, making the old man behind him look strange.
After leaving the store, Ye Chen went all the way to the Fourth Heaven and found a store that also sold elixirs. He was also looking for the Seven Marks Spirit Pill and the Seven Marks Spirit Pill recipe. To his disappointment, no one was selling them.
Then, he climbed up to the fifth heaven.
Next are the Sixth Heaven, Seventh Heaven and Eighth Heaven. Regrettably, there is no store that sells Seven Patterns Spiritual Pills and elixir prescriptions.
Helpless, he had to go to Jiuzhongtian to find Ruotian Suzaku.
When they arrived this time, the two peak emperors guarding the mountain did not stop them. They all looked at Ye Chen with relief and wonder. During the battle outside Youdu City, they also used their great powers to peek at Ye Chen. They were also shocked by his fighting power. Such cultivation at such an age made them ashamed.
Coming to the small bamboo forest again, Ruotian Suzaku was still drawing there, and what he drew was still the back of a person.
Ye Chen did not salute, but tiptoed over, looked up and down at the painting painted by Ruotian Suzaku, then touched his chin, and said with a serious look on his face, "Based on my visual inspection, he should be the girl of your dreams."
"Little guy, do you want to go see the outer world?" Ruotian Suzaku said leisurely while waving his paintbrush.
"No... I don't want to." Ye Chen coughed dryly. If this was thrown out of the sky, God knows when it would fall down. Ruotian Suzaku's words were really high-end, elegant, low-key, luxurious and connotative.
"Why don't you just stay in the third heaven? Why did you come up here?" Ruotian Suzaku asked while drawing.
"Of course there is something wrong." Ye Chen rubbed his hands and smiled, "You must have a seven-line elixir or a prescription."
"Seven-marked elixir?" Ruotian Suzaku frowned, and returned to normal in an instant. The seven-marked elixir was so precious. Only Ku Yue could produce it in the entire Suzaku Star, and the number was pitifully small.
"Is there any?" Ye Chen looked at Ruotian Suzaku with shining eyes.
"Is it your master who wants the Seven Marks Spiritual Pill?"
"That's not true."
"Is that what you want?"
"Not really."
"Then what do you mean?" Ruotian Suzaku put down his brush and looked at Ye Chen in astonishment.
"If you have any, just let me take a look at it, and I'll return it to you after taking a look." Ye Chen grinned, "If you are happy, give me one or two, and I won't refuse."
"Take a look." Ruotian Zhuque was stunned again, not knowing what Ye Chen was going to do.
"Don't leave any ink marks. Are there any?"
"Which one do you want to see?" Ruotian Zhuque sat down and decided for himself.
"How many do you have?"
"Nine kinds."
"Take them all out! I've never seen the seven-marked elixir. Let me open my eyes." Ye Chen rubbed his hands fiercely.
"You are so interesting." Ruotian Zhuque was amused. He took out nine bright spiritual beads and suspended them in mid-air. Each spiritual bead contained a pill, which was really red, orange, yellow, green, and blue. There are various colors of purple, gold and silver, and each pill has seven bright lines of pills carved on it.
"Thank you." Ye Chen hurriedly stepped forward, feeling a little inexplicably excited. This was indeed the first time he had seen the Seven Marks Spiritual Pill.
Faintly, he opened the Six Paths Immortal Wheel Eye and stared at the first red seven-line elixir.
Soon, he found the soul imprint in the elixir. The person who refined this elixir was an old man. Needless to say, it was Master Ku Yue. He was the only seventh-level alchemist in Suzaku Star, so it must be him.
After more than ten seconds, Ye Chen averted his gaze and had already stolen the red elixir's alchemy method.
Then, he looked at the orange pill.
Just like the red elixir, this orange elixir was also refined by Ku Yue, and it was a little more complicated than the red elixir. However, this did not prevent Ye Chen's Immortal Wheel Eye from being copied.
Next, Ye Chen kept changing his gaze, and his fairy wheel eyes scanned the pills one by one.
Seeing Ye Chen like this, Ruotian Zhuque, who was drinking tea on one side, was a little stunned and couldn't figure out what Ye Chen was doing.
Huh
Ruotian Suzaku was stunned, and Ye Chen on the side let out a light sigh, staring at the last golden elixir in surprise, because this golden elixir was not refined by Master Ku Yue, but by a white-haired young man.
What surprised Ye Chen even more was that he had seen that white-haired young man in the soul imprint of Tianji Dan.
What a coincidence!
Ye Chen murmured, the last Tianji Pill taken by Tianxuan Sect and the golden pill in front of him were made by one person.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen pointed at the golden elixir and looked at Ruotian Suzaku, "Who refined this elixir."
"Alchemy Qiye."
"Qiye." Ye Chen said with a strange expression, the name was really fresh and refined.
"That's what I got from an auction when I was out for training in my early years." Ruotian Zhuque said leisurely, "I almost lost my life for this elixir. It's a great honor to be able to buy the elixir refined by Alchemy Master."
"Then do you know where Alchemy Lord is?" Ye Chen asked hurriedly.
"That is an existence on the same level as the Sword Gods of the Heavens. It has always been a dragon that sees its head but never its tail." Ruotian Suzaku smiled, "But I heard some rumors about him eighty years ago. He was in the Xuantian Star Territory. Appeared."
"Eighty years ago." Ye Chen murmured, "So, Danzun is indeed in the All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, not Dachu. His relationship with Tianxuan Sect must be extraordinary. It would be okay if we find him."
"Xuan Tian Star Territory." Ye Chen whispered again, turning around and walking towards the outside of the bamboo forest.
"It's really strange." Looking at Ye Chen's leaving figure, Ruotian Suzaku collected the nine seven-marked pills with a flick of his hand, stood up again and came to the easel.
"I've dreamed of you thousands of times, who are you?" Ruotian Suzaku murmured as he gently touched the painting he had drawn.
(End of chapter)