As soon as Li Yang opened his eyes, he found that the atmosphere in the alchemy room had become tense. Xiaoyao Sanren and Huanguang Daoist were all engrossed in looking at the Hunyuan Yiqi Miaorong Pot, and the iron pot Daoist didn't have the slightest expression on his face. Relaxed, some just serious.
"Xiaoyao, when the top cover is opened, the seven elixir pills will burst out quickly, and the task of collecting the pills will be entrusted to you." Immediately, the real iron pot said to Xiaoyao Sanren beside him.
There is a jade bottle in Xiaoyao Sanren's hand, he nodded slightly, everything is ready.
"Hoo~~~"
The real person in the iron pot opened his mouth, and the real fire in the lower layer of the mixed pot flew into his mouth immediately. The true fire of the demon core and the real fire of samadhi of the immortal cultivator have the same meaning. As the skill improves, the power becomes stronger and stronger .
Iron Pot Immortal's plump body floated up, his thick fingers were incomparably dexterous, numerous handprints flew out of his palms, and floated around his body. The handprints formed various handprint postures, which were all kinds of strange, but there was a certain order in the arrangement.
"start!"
Immortal Iron Pot shouted, hundreds of handprints floating around his body lined up into a golden light at once, and then shot into the Hunyuan Yiqi Wonderful Melting Pot.
"boom!"
Just like unplugging a bottle, the top cover of the Hunyuan Yiqi Miaorong Pot turned into a stream of light and shot up into the sky, and the real iron pot emanated a lot of demonic energy from the hands, binding the top cover like long silk threads.
"Xiaoyao, be careful!" While removing the top cover, the real iron pot shouted loudly.
Xiaoyao Sanren also knew that the matter had reached the most important juncture.
The temperature in the continuously burning Hunyuan Yiqi Wonderful Melting Pot was frighteningly high, and the internal pressure reached a horrifying level. The top cover flew up just now, and the strong pressure immediately made the seven animus in the Hunyuan Yiqi Wonderful Melting Pot The panacea is like a bullet, shot out like lightning, and shot out irregularly.
Each of the seven nonchalant spirit pills emits colorful and dazzling light, like rare orbs. At this time, the speed of their bursting out is definitely faster than that of ordinary bullets. The trajectory of the sky is like seven rainbows.
"call-"
Like a clone, Xiaoyao Sanren's powerful strength exploded completely, and his speed reached the limit in an instant. From Li Yang's point of view, it seemed that Xiaoyao Sanren split into seven in an instant, and flew towards the direction of the seven elixir at the same time. Xiaoyao Sanren was also very careful.
He understood that the speed of the Nymphoid Spirit Pill was too fast at this time, and the impact force alone might penetrate the jade bottle, so a layer of immortal power was completely arranged in the jade bottle as a foreshadowing.
"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"
Seven crisp voices sounded in a row, and there was a smile on everyone's face.
"receive!"
The Immortal Iron Pot flicked his sleeves very easily at this moment, and the Hunyuan Qi Miao Rong Pan began to float up, and at the same time slowly shrunk to the size of a rice cooker in the past. The Immortal Iron Pan hung on his back casually.
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Xiaoyao Sanren fell to the ground with a smile, holding the jade bottle with one hand in his left hand, and the colorful rays of seven Qianling Pills shot out through the mouth of the jade bottle, and the beams of colorful rays of light were misty, dazzling and gorgeous.
Xiaoyao Sanren gently corked the jade bottle, and the colorful light suddenly disappeared.
The potion elixir is slightly less effective than the legendary nine-turn golden elixir, but it is still a top-grade elixir. Whether it is the fairy world or the demon world, it is a treasure that cannot be found.
Today, seven appeared at once.
"Anion spirit pills are treasures in the fairy world. I didn't expect that in the mortal world, I would get them!" Xiaoyao Sanren still felt a little unbelievable in his heart at this time. On the treasure level, it is on the same level as a top-grade fairy weapon.
"Iron pot, you have worked hard refining this elixir. Two of them belong to you, two of them are enough for me, and the remaining three are for my adopted son Li Yang!"
The real Xiaoyao has spoken.
The seven-color flower of the Nymphium spirit originally belonged to Xiaoyao Sanren, how to distribute Xiaoyao Daoist has the final say.
Immortal Tieguo has contributed a lot to refining the Nimbus elixir, but one Nymphium elixir is enough as a reward. However, Tieguo Zhenren and Xiaoyao Sanren have a deep friendship and have known each other for thousands of years, so it is normal to give two.
"Two Qianling Pills, haha, there are really two. As long as there is one Yiling Pill, this real person is sure to survive the ninth time of the Sanxian Heavenly Tribulation. A real person can also get along well." The iron pot real person's eyes lit up, and he immediately took two elixir pills.
The preciousness of this elixir, Xiaoyao Sanren has never been to the fairy world or the demon world, so they may not know it clearly, but the real iron pot has the memory of inheritance, so he is very clear about the preciousness of the elixir.
what is most important
Life is the most important thing!
That is equivalent to a life-saving top-quality panacea, and of course it belongs to the level of the most precious medicine.
"Li Yang, these three are yours, you have to keep them well!" Xiaoyao Sanren took out another small jade bottle, poured three Qianling Pills into it, and handed it to Li Yang.
Li Yang felt a little hot on his face.
From the beginning to the end, I did not make any contribution to the seven elixir spirit pills. The only thing worthy of praise may be that I kept the seven-color flowers of the phoenix spirit when the people from the Shangqing palace came to snatch them. The strength shocked the Shangqing Palace.
Now the seven nonchalant spirit pills are divided into three parts, and I take the biggest part instead.
"Father, one is enough for me. This elixir is too precious..." In the past, Xiaoyao Sanren said that it should be allocated in this way, and Li Yang was persuaded to agree, but when the three elixir were really given to him, he But I found that I really couldn't have the cheek to accept it.
Xiaoyao Sanren's complexion changed, and he said: "Li Yang, if I give it to you, you will keep it. Could it be that I will take back what Xiaoyao Sanren gave to others?" Xiaoyao Sanren looked very annoyed.
Seeing that his adoptive father was angry, Li Yang felt a little at a loss.
"Huanguang, Iron Pot, you two go out first, I'll have a good talk with this brainless boy!" Xiaoyao Sanren said to Huanguang and Tieguo, who immediately left the alchemy room.
Master Huanguang heard that Xiaoyao Sanren gave Li Yang the three elixir pills. Of course he was happy for Li Yang. Although he didn't give him the elixir pills, he didn't have any complaints.
Xiaoyao Sanren is just such a person, aloof and arrogant, although because of Li Yang's relationship, Xiaoyao Sanren is friendly to Master Huanguang, but as for friendship, there is nothing. Daoist Mirage, he is not so generous yet.
"Li Yang, my adoptive father will enlighten you today. You are a cultivator of demons, and the demon world is fighting in chaos. I think you know it from Xiang Yu. If you want to go from the demon world to the ghost world, it's not easy. You don't have three dragon spirits. Dan, are you sure you can survive in the devil world?" Xiaoyao Sanren said to Li Yang earnestly.
Li Yang was shocked: "Survive in the devil world? Can I do it myself?"
Li Yang suddenly felt a kind of panic, fear of the unfamiliar demon world that he had never been to. Although he was confident, he still had a slight fear of the environment he knew nothing about. Suddenly, Li Yang shook his head violently, looked up Xiang Xiaoyao said firmly: "I can, I believe in myself, nothing can stop me from finding Xue, not to mention that I will have the help of Overlord Xiang Yu in the future, even without his help, I still have confidence in myself." In Li Yang's eyes There is a hint of sternness.
Anything that stands in your way, no matter what method you use, will be destroyed.
Xiaoyao Sanren smiled, his adoptive son really has backbone, and he is playing with his adoptive father's integrity.
"Li Yang, since Siji's death, I have seen through life and death. Now I live in this world to explore the ultimate of music and formation, as well as the ultimate of human cultivation. I just want to see if I can do it. To what extent. But in terms of love, I am already desperate. Ever since I comprehended "The Movement of Despair", I know that my love is dead."
"But-"
Xiaoyao Sanren's eyes shot at Li Yang like a sharp sword: "But you are different from me, you still have hope, your lover is not lost, you can be with her, so you can't die, this elixir, I originally gave the remaining five I gave you all the elixir pills, but I was afraid that you would not accept them, so I only gave you three, so don't you accept even three?"
"Li Yang, my adoptive father lived alone all his life, and it is impossible to reunite with my lover. Now, my only hope is—you can reunite with my lover, you know? This is my only wish for my adoptive father!"
Xiaoyao Sanren looked straight at Li Yang.
Li Yang can feel the care and expectation of a father and elder for his son. Under the indifferent appearance of Xiaoyao Sanren, Li Yang can feel the fiery love for him.
"Father, stop talking, I accept, I accept!"
Li Yang tremblingly took the jade bottle, this is Xiaoyao Sanren's love for him, it weighs more than ten thousand!
Xiaoyao Sanren laughed.
Xiaoyao scattered people have no friends all their lives, maybe the real iron pot is barely considered, and the meeting with Li Yang began with "Blessings of Love". The emotion contained in that song "Blessings of Love" shocked him and reminded him of himself who had just lost his lover back then.
From that time, Xiaoyao Sanren already had an inexplicable affection for Li Yang.
Three months together, Xiaoyao Sanren taught Li Yang to learn the flute hand in hand. This can be regarded as the three months when Xiaoyao Sanren smiled the most in thousands of years. At that time, this lonely and indifferent Sanxian who had practiced for nearly ten thousand years regarded Li Yang as himself The child, plus the adopted son.
The love between father and son is not inferior to that of one's own.
"Li Yang, foster father has not been in Kunlun Wonderland for a long time. Once the ninth Sanxian Celestial Movement is over and the energy in his body is completely transformed, he will directly ascend. The time we have spent together as father and son has been so long." Xiaoyao Sanren After sighing, he laughed loudly and said, "Whatever happens to him tomorrow, just be happy today, let's go and have a drink with foster father."
"Go drink!"
Li Yang also tried his best to make himself smile, the time to get together with his adoptive father is running out, and this period of time should not make his adoptive father sad.
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Three days later.
"Senior Xiaoyao, this is a letter sent by the disciples of Shushan Sword Sect Venerable Golden Sword!" Master Huanguang walked into Xiaoyao Sanren's residence.
Letters, personal letters, this is relatively formal in the cultivation world, if you want to, just find a piece of jade and input the content with your heart.
Xiaoyao Sanren sitting in the pavilion immediately received the letter.
"Senior Xiaoyao, the golden sword has been practiced for nearly eight thousand years. However, the power of the Sanxian Heavenly Tribulation is no small matter. I have heard about the eighth Sanxian Heavenly Tribulation. I believe I can barely pass it. But the ninth I really don't have confidence in the second Sanxian Heavenly Tribulation, I don't know if I can let the junior come to watch the ceremony when the senior crosses the ninth Sanxian Heavenly Tribulation." This is the first paragraph of the letter.
Xiaoyao Sanren smiled: "This golden sword, can't you ask him the seniors of the Shushan Sword School in the fairy world? The Shangqing Palace and the Shushan Sword School have a way to communicate with the fairy world. Outsiders don't know it, but I still know it!"
Xiaoyao Sanren smiled and moved to the second paragraph.
"The younger generation has also asked the seniors in the fairy world, but among the countless planets and regions in the mortal world, my Shushan Sword Sect has not found a single person who can survive the ninth celestial tribulation. It’s not small, but none of the disciples of the major forces that I have made friends with have survived the ninth Loose Immortal Tribulation as a Loose Immortal! The entire mortal world, countless planets and regions have survived the eighth Loose Immortal Tribulation! There are tens of thousands of immortals, who have gone through the ninth time, and still haven't found it, writing this letter, I also hope that seniors can be careful."
Happy scattered people stay.
In the history of this Kunlun Wonderland, no one has survived the ninth time of the Sanxian Tribulation (Guiguzi succeeded in ascension as a Sanxian, why the people in the Shushan Sword School in the fairyland don't know, it belongs to the relationship between the major forces in the fairyland, so there is no reason here Having said that, I can only tell you that Shangqing Palace and Shushan Sword Sect are different factions.)
But in the entire mortal world, countless planets and regions, according to the information, the people of the Shushan Sword Sect have not found a single person who has successfully survived the ninth catastrophe of Sanxian.
"Is the Ninth Sanxian Heavenly Tribulation really so difficult to survive? What's so scary about it?"
Xiaoyao Sanren was shocked.
As mentioned above, in the entire mortal world, tens of thousands have survived the eighth Tribulation of Sanxian, but the seniors of the Shushan Sword School have not found a single one who has survived the ninth.
seem-
This ninth Sanxian Heavenly Tribulation is very terrifying.
There was a glimmer of haze in Xiaoyao Sanren's heart.
"Father, what is written in this letter?" Li Yang, who was with Xiaoyao Sanren, took the letter and read it.
"Huh? No one? Didn't Guiguzi pass through?" Suddenly Li Yang's eyes lit up, "Ah, I actually forgot to tell my adoptive father about the Innate Tai Chi Yin-Yang Formation. , isn’t that all right?”