"Hoo hoo!"
There was a strong panting sound, and the eyes of the apprentices gradually became bloodshot, and they looked at the wall greedily. Immortal cultivators' pursuit of immortal stones is far more than ordinary people's pursuit of gold.
Ordinary people get gold just for eating, drinking and having fun, but in the end it's just a pile of loess. But what the cultivators face is the road to longevity, becoming a fairy.
On the road to longevity, earn and kill more, for a little chance. Father and son turned against each other, and friends killed each other a lot. It's like the first-level alchemist suppressing alchemy apprentices, which is the tip of the iceberg.
Six pills, priceless treasure.
The apprentices were not only excited, they were excited.
"Hahahahaha, with these six alchemy formulas, what kind of first-level alchemist is there, and it would be shameless to be a third-level alchemist, at least a fifth-level, or even a sixth-level. Hahahaha."
Wang Zheng laughed loudly, struggling and killing in the wilderness, he was used to seeing bloody dangers, but he, who was always calm, let out a loud laugh, with a crazy expression and wild eyes.
"That's right, with these alchemy recipes, what is a first-level alchemist? When I become a fifth-level alchemist, I will step on the teacher's cheek gracefully and tell him not to teach me alchemy."
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Wahahaha, we will become masters, masters of our destiny, masters of the fate of many people, we will become the supreme and powerful alchemist, immortal cultivator."
The apprentices went wild, laughing wildly.
Even Deng Changqing's eyes flickered, looking at the "Skin Pill" formula on the wall, in a daze. He originally thought that the treasure was "Danlong", but he didn't expect it to come with this priceless treasure.
Although it was only incidental, for him, this "Skin Pill" recipe was no worse than "Danlong".
"With these six pill recipes, plus Danlong, sooner or later I will rule the world, and becoming a fairy is not a dream." Deng Changqing was very hot in his heart, looking forward to the future.
"Hee hee. There is indeed someone among you who can rule the world. Unfortunately, there is only one person. Isn't that the young alchemist who holds my 'Key of the Divine Axe'?"
Just then, a laughing voice sounded.
"Who, who is it?"
Everyone was taken aback and looked around.
"what!"
Suddenly, Wu Jinhuan let out a scream, covered his mouth, and almost fell to the ground. Everyone looked quickly, only to see a head floating above their heads.
No torso, limbs. Only the head. On the front of the head is a very delicate face with fair complexion and soft facial features. The black hair on the top of the head is tied into a bun, which is very elegant.
But the eyes of the head are blood-colored, like two rubies, shining with evil and bewitching light. The mouth is slightly upturned, full of evil spirits.
"what are you?!"
All the apprentices were taken aback.
"bump!"
Wu Jinhuan covered his mouth and sat down on the ground. Although the immortals are well-informed. Even if you haven't seen it, you've heard it. Ghosts and ghosts are acceptable, but the scene in front of me is too weird.
How can there be only human heads left, and still exist
And it's definitely not a gathering of ghosts. But real flesh and blood.
"Uh, well. I am indeed a thing, because I died a million years ago, and what is left now is only a little power of the primordial spirit. I can think and talk, but I am not a living person anymore. It’s dead. Let’s just count it as something.”
The head floated lightly in the air, showing a distressed and funny look.
"A million years?"
All the apprentices just felt that the world was spinning, what kind of existence could exist for a million years? Immortal
"Your city is too shallow, everything is exposed on your face." The head yawned, and then said boringly: "I haven't reached the realm of a fairy, otherwise I will live forever, and it is impossible to become what I am now. state."
Facing an old immortal who has existed for millions of years, even if he is not a fairy, he is very close to the existence of a fairy. All the apprentices seemed to have been seen through from head to toe, and there was a feeling of scalp tingling.
Fear permeated their hearts, and the sense of crisis made their hairs stand on end.
"Who the hell are you?" Wang Zheng said in a trembling voice, still not as calm and calm as before. In fact, he is already pretty good, at least he can still speak, and the rest of the apprentices are already teeth chattering.
"Ancient alchemist, Yan Xing. Powerful, evil, genius, complex complex, a fearsome ancient alchemist." Deng Changqing replied instead, his voice was full of fanaticism, and his eyes were full of greed.
"you know?"
Wang Zheng and all the apprentices looked at Deng Changqing in shock.
"Ah, I know, of course I know." Deng Changqing laughed, showing arrogance. Looking at Deng Changqing's appearance, all the apprentices instinctively felt that something was wrong, as if they had fallen into some kind of trap.
Only Chen Feifei showed a smile. Is it finally the last moment
"Mr. Yan, let's start. Start your inheritance, sacrifice these alchemy apprentices alive, let the Danlong reappear in the world, let me hold the Danlong, become the supreme alchemist, and attack the immortal way. Let your wisdom spread across the blue sky again and ghosts."
Deng Changqing opened his arms and looked at Yan Xingdao enthusiastically.
"Dragon? Living sacrifice?" The alchemy apprentices were confused, but more fearful. Danlong and the others couldn't understand, but the living sacrifice couldn't be simpler.
"That's right, Danlong, a living sacrifice." Deng Changqing showed an evil and insolent smile, as if he had already held the Danlong in his hand, and said arrogantly: "The Danlong is something that people fear in ancient times."
"It is a kind of flame. At first it was just an ordinary real fire of Samadhi, but an alchemist twisted the real fire of Samadhi in his body and turned it into an evil thing. It swallowed the soul of the alchemist's body, Yuan God, samadhi grows with real fire, and eventually it grows into something terrible."
Deng Changqing's face was distorted, full of enthusiasm and madness.
"Scary thing?"
The pupils of the alchemy apprentices shrank.
"That's right. As we all know, an alchemist needs his own true fire of samadhi to make alchemy, which is constantly replenished. This not only consumes the alchemist's time, but also consumes the alchemist's own skills. Therefore, the alchemist has to grow by making alchemy to earn immortal stones and his own practice. Find a balance between realms. But this Danlong can burn forever without the power of the alchemist. And it can remember the alchemy formula, and it doesn’t need the alchemist to do it by itself. It can completely make alchemy by itself. This means that the alchemist can do it without You don't have to worry about consuming your own Taoism to earn immortal stones through restricted alchemy."
"This is simply an alchemist's artifact. With it, you will have endless wealth. You only need to bury your head in the practice of Taoism to grow into a realm. The strongest alchemist, the immortal cultivator filled with infinite wealth resources, is impossible Not yet immortal."
Deng Changqing's voice was full of fanaticism, and many apprentices were stunned, involuntarily sketching out a scene in their minds, a shortcut to the immortal way.
As long as you have Danlong!