There were two people on the mountain path walking towards the sect on the mountain.
One of them had a handsome face, wore a luxurious long gown, and a jewel-studded hair crown on his head. He held a folding fan in his hand, shook his head, and smiled at the person next to him:
"Brother Yuan, when we get to the sect, I will treat you to human hearts, livers, stomachs, and skins. If you don't like raw food, I have a third junior brother who is a great cook. Anyway, I won't treat you badly when you come to my place."
The man next to him was strong and sturdy, wearing animal skins, with unkempt hair like dead grass and a livid face. He was barefoot, his feet were dark blue, and his toenails were long and sharp, crushing all the dirt and stones on the ground with his steps.
Listening to the words of the people next to him, the savage-like strong man smiled evilly, his dark purple lips revealed a few sharp teeth, and his voice was hoarse:
"I heard that you, the Golden Immortal Sect, are very complicated in eating people. You like to go down the mountain to lure mortals. It's meaningless to go through so much trouble but still not get to taste the flesh and blood."
The young man with the folding fan smiled and said, "The cultivation methods of the Hunyuan Sect and the Wuliang Sect are different."
"Stop talking nonsense. I'll help you kill your eldest brother, and you give me the blood of a hundred mortals!" The savage licked his lips, revealing his bloodthirsty intention.
"Okay, if you kill Zhao Yuanhua, I will be the sect's top disciple. By then, let alone a hundred people, even a hundred more won't be a problem." The young man with the folding fan smiled, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.
His name is Zhang Feixuan and he is the second disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect. This time when he went down the mountain, he did not find any human elixir, but he did meet an armored sect member who was looking for blood food at the foot of the mountain.
If I hadn't been smart, I would have been torn to pieces by this barbarian.
However, although they are both evil sects, their Golden Immortal Sect uses very elegant methods and pays attention to the state of mind of mortals, otherwise they cannot refine good pills.
As for the Pijia Sect, they are all sects within the Xumi Meridian. He has heard that the people in this sect like to tear flesh and blood raw and drink blood. They may not even like to eat flesh and blood, but they like to see blood.
But their fighting capacity is worthy of recognition, as every one of the armored disciples is extremely brave and crazy.
If this armored disciple can defeat Zhao Yuanhua, he will not lose out. Once Zhao Yuanhua dies, he will be the eldest disciple. When the master has no one to help him, he will definitely pass on his method of making human elixir.
If he loses, he can still escape.
No matter how he calculates it, Zhang Feixuan will not lose!
The two of them arrived at the mountain gate very quickly. Zhang Feixuan pointed at the mountain gate and said to the wild man beside him with a smile: "We are here. This is my sect."
At this time, inside the mountain gate, a dozen disciples gathered in the square with strange expressions on their faces.
"What's going on?"
Zhang Feixuan walked over and frowned: "Why is there no one to greet me when I arrive?"
The disciples turned around to see who was coming and immediately bowed and said, "Second Brother, Second Brother!"
"snort!"
Zhang Feixuan snorted coldly and glanced at them, "Why are you gathering here if you are not looking for Rendan?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly shrank and he looked towards the center where the disciples were gathered, the hole.
"Zhao, Zhao Yuanhua?!"
Zhang Feixuan's voice changed and his face was full of horror.
Although the person in the pit was in tatters, his face and clothes could still be seen clearly. Who else could it be but Zhao Yuanhua!
But he didn't have any energy left now. There was a dent on his face and an even bigger dent on his chest, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.
"Who did it?" Zhang Feixuan asked.
"Yes, it's Rendan."
"ha?"
Zhang Feixuan was a little confused, "Human Pill?"
What kind of human pill
Can Rendan kill Zhao Yuanhua
Before Zhang Feixuan could think about it, his expression changed and he looked towards the main hall: "Such a strong medicinal smell! Master is refining an elixir? It's so strong... What kind of elixir is this!"
“Blood!”
The armored disciple bared his teeth and drooled, "Excellent blood feed!"
Bang!
The purple legs suddenly stretched straight, stepped out of a cloud of dust, and ran straight towards the hall.
“You bastard!”
Zhang Feixuan became anxious and chased after him immediately.
Zhao Yuanhua was dead, so this armored disciple was no longer needed. However, he had disobeyed his master, and his master was angry. Not only would he not pass on the alchemy skills to him, but he was also afraid that he would even lose his life.
The two of them entered the hall quickly, one in front and one behind. The savage's eyes were red, and he pushed open the door of the alchemy room.
Seeing that it was too late, Zhang Feixuan hurriedly bowed and said loudly: "Master! This has nothing to do with me..."
He didn't even finish his words before he froze on the spot.
They, the Golden Immortal Sect, dare not say that it is the largest sect in the Xumi Vein, but it is also somewhat famous.
My master, Taoist Jin Guang, is a master at swindling and cheating. His alchemy skills are well-known in the mountains, and he is half a step away from building a foundation and has suppressed the Sumeru meridians.
But...
His master, who had suppressed the Xumi Meridian, was now only wearing underwear, huddled in a corner, looking very weak, pitiful... and helpless.
And in the center of the alchemy furnace, there was a naked man sitting cross-legged, holding a book and reading it carefully.
"Master, this 'Nourish the meridians and concentrate the mind on the elixir', is it talking about using the elixir to nourish yourself?" Song Yin asked in a gentle voice.
"Oh, yes, it is!" The golden light in the corner was like a puppet that responded automatically, making a sound from time to time.
Zhang Feixuan had sharp eyes and could see that the book was the "Golden Immortal Great Pill Secret" that he had been thinking about.
The sudden noise made them both look up and towards the door at the same time.
"Um?"
Song Yin frowned and looked at this strange savage.
"Blood feeding!"
The savage's eyes were red as he looked around the alchemy room. Finally, he set his sights on Song Yin with greed, "Mine! This is mine! I only need this one! I will sacrifice you, and sacrifice my blood to my supreme Dharma! I will sacrifice my blood to the infinite!!"
As he spoke, blood energy burst out from his body, surrounding his torso and making his face even more hideous.
Faintly, you can see two horns starting to grow on his head, and the tongue in his fangs stretching out long.
"Evil and heretic!"
Song Yin suddenly stood up, closed the book, and said to Jin Guang: "Master, there is no need to do anything. This is a good opportunity to try out my newly refined Qi!"
He stood up and grabbed, and white gas surged out from his body, condensing into a slim Taoist robe.
"The energy of the law is restrained and transparent within oneself?!"
This scene made Jin Guang a little dumbfounded, "Third level fighting power?!"
You just read classics for a while and asked questions for a while, and then you skipped the step of keeping simple and strengthening your energy and went straight to the step of fighting strength
And... let's put fighting strength aside.
He doesn't have the ability to create clothes out of thin air!
What is this again!
"Blood!!"
winter!
The savage bared his teeth and screamed strangely, then rushed towards Song Yin.
As the person rushed over, Song Yin could only feel the fishy wind wafting into his nose, but he did not avoid it. He just sneered: "I am from a famous and righteous sect, practicing the Xuanmen alchemy method. When an evil sect meets me, it is like the first snow meeting the sun. You, an evil sect, actually dare to show off in front of me, kneel down!"
boom!
White gas came out of his body and pressed straight towards the savage, forcing him to kneel on the ground. The heavy force crushed the bluestone slabs on the ground, creating a hole.
Zhang Feixuan swallowed his saliva...
This armored disciple is more powerful than him, and has the same "access to the secluded" skill as Zhao Yuanhua!
Just like that... Kneel down?!