There is no such thing as time in the fairy world.
There is no need to calculate the immortal's 100,000-year lifespan. When it is about to arrive, there will naturally be signs of the five declines of heaven and human beings. Twelve hours a day, compared with this long period of time, it seems extraordinarily small.
There is no difference between day and night, and there are no four seasons.
Since immortals tempered and reforged the bones of the immortal body, they will not change. When they are mortals, they can find out the bone age. Now there is no such convenience. When immortals calculate the time, they usually look at the spiritual flowers and trees in front of their houses. After a few more years, if you can't hold it firmly, you can lift the lid of the pill that has been refining for hundreds of years. You can guess the time by the heat.
Talking about things is basically recorded by year, a few days ago, it's just a rough approximation, because no one can tell exactly how many days it is.
The cultivators who have just risen through the calamity are very uncomfortable with this. Some of them have cultivated to Xuanxian or even Daluojinxian. They are still furious about whether something happened before March or April, and because they can't accurately know their age Aged anxious.
In their words, Xianjie lived a "confused life".
The news came a few years ago.
After finally getting into the Immortal Monarch's seat, everything can be known as quickly as possible, but this does not play much role. The closer the confrontation between the two sides of the immortal world, the faster they die in this vortex.
Those little immortals who live their lives in a daze, maybe they can live to the five declines of heaven and man, but they don't have this chance, they die early in the battle, and if they are lucky, they can go to rebuild after calamity, most of them are gods flying Dispersed, the Three Realms no longer exist.
Many immortals are tired of such endless battles, but they are small and weak, unable to change the status quo, they can only randomly choose a pleasing mountain in the fairyland, stay for a long time, and live their confused days.
- Maybe, in tens of thousands of years, the situation in the fairyland will improve.
Holding this hopeless hope, many true immortals are wandering outside, not working for the immortals, not entering places such as Kunlun, and have never even seen Tianhe in their entire lives.
Occasionally raised his head and saw the immortals hurriedly driving Yun Yulong past, he shook his head and left with a sigh of relief.
Confused to live, just want nothing.
When a strange immortal came, they glanced around cautiously. If the other party was just passing by and did not harm the flowers and trees, they might be able to say a few words and talk about the life that used to be so beautiful in the world. It's old age.
In the south of Immortal Realm, eight million miles away from Shengxiantai, there is a mountain range with a fire on the ground, called Liuyan Mountain.
Because it is a good place for alchemy, it is more lively than other barren mountains and mountains in the fairy world. There are many immortals scattered around the main peak and the surrounding mountains.
The ground fire of Liuyan Mountain is uneven.
Only people below Xuanxian can't get rid of the situation of using such inferior fires to make pills. The ground fire has swallowed up a lot of fairy spirits, and the progress of cultivation here is slower.
Therefore, although this place is good, there has not been any major disputes. Occasionally, an unreasonable immortal comes to occupy other people's residences, and the hapless person touched by the scourge touches his nose, and wanders around to find an almost ground fire. The acupuncture point has become, rarely for alchemy, what kind of battle for life is caused.
The Liuyan Mountain Fire is divided into two parts.
Near the Earth Vessel of Flowing Flames and Yin Fire, there are large clumps of dark red spirit grass, and the branches and trees are all black. After stepping into the Earth Vessel, you can feel an inexplicable restlessness, disturbing the silent six thoughts and ordinary hearts.
The yang fire acts on the outside, and the yin fire burns the soul.
Without full cultivation, the immortals would not dare to approach the Yin Fire Earth Vessel.
However, things are divided into two poles. Yin and yang exist in the world. There are always elixir that can be successfully refined by yin fire, or the embryonic shape of immortal artifacts that must be tempered by yin fire once. Ask someone to make it for you.
"This... here are two pieces of low-quality snow lotus root..."
The immortal who spoke also felt that what he had brought out was really shabby, and hurriedly added: "There is also a contemplation bead, I just ask all alchemists to help me refine a pot of Qingyuan Yiqi Pill."
There was no movement in the black forest.
Xiaoxian couldn't hold his face a little. He turned over and over again in the storage magic weapon with a bitter face. Of course he had good things, but he also needed them and was reluctant to take them out.
It was the Spiritual Conditioning Orb, which he planned to sell near Shengxiantai.
At this time, a slightly hoarse voice came from behind: "Add another calming bead."
The immortal was overjoyed and was about to agree, but when he saw that the visitor was wearing a dark robe, his back was slightly bent, his face was scorched black, as if he had been burned by something, and he felt a little uneasy: "May I ask what the name of the alchemist is? ?"
"The name and surname of the person who survived the nine deaths have long been forgotten. If you are alchemy, don't ask so much."
The little fairy who was holding the Snow Heart Lotus Calming Spirit Pearl seemed to think of something from the other person's appearance, and blurted out, "It's Alchemist Chi? I have heard the name of my immortal friend, and I don't want to meet you today."
Xiaoxian was instantly beaming, and hurriedly handed over the things: "Then I will trouble Alchemist Chi—"
A loud shout came from the black forest:
"Crazy Chi! You broke the rules of Liuyan Mountain again!"
The charred face said coldly, "What are the rules of Liuyan Mountain? I have been here for many years, and I have always used my own rules."
"I'm willing to accept any kind of garbage, and you have thrown away all the face of Alchemist Liuyan Mountain!"
Four or five immortals came out of the black forest, staring at Alchemist Chi with hostility.
"It's not a face."
Alchemist Chi said without emotion: "It's just that my asking price is low, which makes these little fairies who come to the door to ask for medicinal pills to be lucky and refuse to come up with more good things. asking price."
"you!"
These words suddenly made all the alchemists and the little fairy who asked for medicine embarrassed.
"All the alchemists in Liuyan Mountain are not related to each other. They just help others to make alchemy by their preferences and rewards. Because of me, your business is not easy to do. You should ask me for trouble, come on."
Alchemist Chi beckoned.
Unlike his burnt black face, his palms were slender and fair, protruding under the dark robe, attracting people's eyes at once, only to think that the person with these hands must be very dexterous.
The alchemists became angry, and some wanted to retort, but they were stopped by their companions.
On the contrary, Xiaoxian, who was waiting for the alchemy, was very determined.
- There was a person in Liuyan Mountain who was seriously injured during the calamity, and the root bone of the meridians could not be recovered, but many people knew that the alchemist was very skilled in alchemy.
This alchemist came about three hundred years ago.
She has a withdrawn temperament, does not register a surname, and refuses to communicate with others. She only chooses to reward people for alchemy based on her heart.
At first, he just picked up the things that other alchemists didn't accept, and others didn't care, but when he had a conflict with other alchemists when he saw the same valuable items, all the immortals were shocked to find that this appearance was completely The ruined alchemist actually beat several true immortals to pieces.
But his own cultivation base, the immortals are somewhat unable to see through.
When I carefully inquired about its origin, only some immortals said that this alchemist should be surnamed Chi. Go to Liuyan Mountain to live for a long time.
After spending more than 300 years in such a place where the immortal energy is insufficient and it is not conducive to cultivation, it should be that he has not given up and still wants to find a teacher.
Alchemist Chi is a very strange person who helps people make alchemy. Once the matter is over, he will become strangers to the immortal who asked for the elixirs. When they meet again, it is like seeing this person for the first time, completely ignoring the conversation of others.
His strength is unpredictable, he is a loner, and sometimes he says things that no one can understand. The angry alchemists all dismiss him as a lunatic, and want to use the means of exclusion to drive this person away.
The alchemists worked very hard, and as for the effect—well, people with long eyes saw it.
Obviously, there is nothing to do with Alchemist Chi.
Alchemist Chi took a step forward, and they took two steps back.
On the blackened face, there was a faint sarcasm: "Don't use Liuyan Mountain as a cover next time, there are no rules in Liuyan Mountain, I'm bad, it's just your rules!"
"Crazy Chi, you've been making trouble for three hundred years, what do you want?" The alchemists were furious.
Alchemist Chi coldly and cruelly exposed their bravado again:
"You don't have to, you know very well, I won't treat you like that. In the future, Liuyan Mountain will still have me who broke your rules, and you who got in the way of my eyes. I'm not in the mood to care, if you have nothing to do, you can I don't care about the resentment slowly."
After all, he looked coldly at the little immortal who looked at the fun: "Where's your medicine pill material?"
"Huh? Oh, here!"
Xiaoxian quickly took out the things.
Alchemist Chi flicked his sleeves, collected his things, and walked towards the Yin Huo Crypt.
Leaving the angry alchemists gritted their teeth.
"This madman is getting more and more arrogant!"
"Being a man needs to leave three points, he is so unruly like this, it's really outrageous!"
An alchemist looked gloomy and said in a low voice, "Do you still have to endure this unreasonable person?"
"But... Madman Chi is very powerful..."
"Profound? How deep can it be? It only killed a mysterious immortal!"
The alchemist pointed to the top of his head: "I don't think he is even a Xuanxian! If he is really capable, he won't help the wind and the clouds, ride dragons and beasts, go to the Immortal Palace to rank seniors, and he will need to nest in Liuyan Mountain. ?"
"But we are not his opponents."
"... Isn't there a ground fire?"
As soon as these words came out, some alchemists were startled, and the others understood: "You mean?"
"Play some hands and feet in the crypt, I can't make it this time, next time... hum, use his soul to feed this flaming mountain fire!" The proposed alchemist said bitterly, "It's not that I wait and don't speak morality, but I'm being punished. Force this out."
The alchemists looked at each other in dismay, some timid Na Na said that they had to take a long-term plan.
"Hmph, success is more than failure!" the proposed alchemist shouted, "If you don't do this, you will regret it sooner or later."
Deep in the crypt, dark red flames rose, rising higher and higher.
Completely wrapped Alchemist Chi in it.
Xiaoxian was terrified and quickly stepped back, anxiously waiting for her medicinal pill to be made.
On Alchemist Chi's right palm, the spirit grass gradually turned into green liquid, churning and condensing into several balls, and the yin fire swayed between his fingers and gradually spread to the back of his arms and shoulders.
The burnt blackness on his face gradually faded away, as if it was wiped clean by the flames.
The man sitting in the fire was wearing a wide robe, but the fire-avoidance formation on the fairy clothes was not activated. Alchemist Chi seemed to be integrated with the yin fire of Liu Yan, calmly, letting the flames move.
The back is straight, and there is no strange appearance of rickets on the outside.
The long hair was scattered, and the flames floated and floated, revealing a splendid face, the corners of the eyes were slightly hooked, the soul was fused, the spirit was bright, and Zhuo Ran Qinghua.
With one hand gently holding it, the three spiritual liquid balls spun rapidly, tempered evenly in the yin fire of flowing flames, and soon took the form of an elixir.
He threw the medicinal pill into the fire at will, and let it refine on its own.
The slender five fingers twirled up the Divine Conditioning Bead and slowly played with it, his eyes drooping slightly, and he said to himself: "It sounds like I have been flying for more than 300 years?"
The author has something to say: here is still Chen He, who is often liquidated, not a dumpling, not a dumpling, and remember to grow tall ╭ (╯^╰)╮ - he has to avoid people's eyes and ears, how can he not change his height