"Is this... the Yaolu Camp?"
When the cultivators of Langya Immortal Sect climbed over the mountains and saw a sturdy fortress, their eyes narrowed and they actually recalled the origin in their minds.
In a not-so-long timeline, an elder of Yaolu used this method to guard the south of Guangxiu Immortal Sect and hinder the progress of Langya Immortal Sect.
After the war subsided, the Langya Immortal Sect regarded it as a shame and launched frequent attacks, resulting in heavy casualties. Later, Yaolu saw that the loss outweighed the gain, so it simply abandoned it. The camp was also destroyed and became a thing of the past.
"This time I will destroy the stronghold and cross the border."
There were flashes of fire in Yuan Liyang's eyes, filled with anger and toughness. The fortress that blocked the Langya Immortal Sect should not exist.
“Boom…”
The sky was shaking, and a group of monks like tigers and wolves appeared among the mountains, surrounded by powerful energy. Their movements were consistent and their intentions were clear. They condensed into a rolling torrent and rushed forward.
"The enemy is coming!"
Zhou Xian said calmly.
"boom"
The cultivators of Langya Immortal Sect rushed to the edge of the camp, and before they could make a move, the hidden formation began to resurrect, shining with golden light, revealing a sense of solidity and immortality.
The magic power blasted down and flowers bloomed in all directions, but the fortress was indeed built solidly, and no matter how hard they struggled, it remained standing.
"Thieves from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, come out and fight."
Yuan Liyang was clamoring outside, with many reasons to break into the camp and kill the enemies inside.
"How dare the barking dogs be so arrogant?"
Zhou Xian came to the border line and built a camp, not seeking humiliation. Seeing that the Langya monks were rude, he responded even more fiercely.
"Whoosh"
He rushed out of the camp, his robes fluttering, with breeze and flowing clouds lingering around him, sword in hand, exuding an indescribable youthful spirit.
The sound of sword whistling was heard, Zhou Xian waved his hand, and sword lights fluttered down, with the momentum of ice and snow covering the earth in the dead of winter.
Yuan Liyang stretched out his hand, and powerful magic power burst out of his body, attracting spiritual energy from all directions, condensing into a sky-covering fist, shattering the sword light.
Amid the turbulence of spiritual energy, his figure was as light as a cloud, and he landed beside Zhou Xian. He immediately raised his sword with extreme speed.
"boom"
Zhou Xian raised his eyebrows, sensing danger, but did not retreat. A vortex of fire energy lingered on his palm, and he gripped the tip of the sword tightly.
Then he drew his sword, also extremely fast, which frightened Yuan Liyang so much that he almost dropped his sword and retreated violently.
"I don't know how many monks of your sect have been buried here in the past. You can't just come here and do whatever you want."
Zhou Xian stood in front of the camp, tall and straight, his whole body glowing, like a god guarding the gate of heaven, unshakable.
"You're looking for death."
Just this one sentence made Yuan Liyang furious. Zhou Xian's words were extremely sharp and hurtful. They not only despised him, but also belittled the Langya Immortal Sect.
"roar"
He growled, and his attack became fierce. Half of his body was almost pressed on the sword's edge, and he pushed forward. The sword tore through the air, like a mountain of swords running rampant, heavy and sharp.
Zhou Xian was not afraid. He held his sword across his front, like a beam built from a thousand-year-old divine book, towering and motionless, ready to meet the enemy head-on.
"clang"
The two swords clashed in a cross shape. The person behind him tried his best to crush him. A cold light flashed, but the situation was still evenly matched.
"Lion Seal"
Yuan Liyang fought until his face turned red and his magic power was agitated. He should have retreated, but he refused. He had a lot of anger in his chest and he had to vent it out.
He shook his five fingers, and strands of spiritual light condensed into a seal on the palm of his hand. He slapped it down, and it was like a divine lion that had revived, roaring with endless majesty.
"Buzz"
Zhou Xian knew that it was powerful, and flames burst out of the storage bag on his waist. An alchemy furnace flew out, and it swelled up against the wind, becoming a meter high. Alchemy fire burned inside, like a boiling volcano, hitting the Lion Seal head-on.
"boom"
The powerful force shook Zhou Xian's alchemy furnace, but Yuan Liyang's lion seal was also shattered.
"kill"
In an instant, Zhou Xian leaped out and grabbed the alchemy furnace that was shaken away. The magic power in his body poured into it, making the object shine with unparalleled divine light.
Compared with the alchemy furnace, his figure was somewhat small, but he was like a god moving a mountain to kill his enemies.
"puff"
Yuan Liyang's face changed, he raised his hands, and his magic power was like a dragon bursting out of its nest, which reduced the power of the alchemy furnace by seven points. However, he was still injured and coughed up blood repeatedly.
"You are the first enemy I killed at the southern border of the Immortal Sect, but you will definitely not be the last."
Zhou Xian was extremely powerful and tried his best to repeat the path of his ancestors, building an impassable fortress on the border line.
"not necessarily."
Yuan Liyang's breath was weak, but his heart was not broken. He held on, determined to turn the situation around.
He was like a stranded whale, flapping his wings against the sky, harnessing his spiritual energy, returning to the right course, gathering his strength for the final battle.
High in the sky, the weak figure became extremely tall, launched an attack, and swooped down with his body and sword combined.
"boom"
Zhou Xian stood straight, looked up at the sky, his eyes slightly narrowed, the dazzling sword light was extremely sharp, and was about to break into the realm of foundation building.
He did not take it lightly. He grabbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, burned it together with his magic power, activated the alchemy furnace, and released all its power.
Under the vast sky, Yuan Liyang was attacked from the alchemy furnace, and the sword light collided with him. In the end, he crushed it and won the game.
"My Lord has lost..."
The Langya monks who came with them were completely disheartened and looked frightened. They looked at each other and retreated.
"kill!"
Zhou Xian opened the gate of the camp, and a group of Guangxiu monks rushed out, galloping like wind and thunder. Among them were some who were good at killing, and they slaughtered the retreating enemies.
The afterglow of the battle gradually dissipated.
"After this battle, we have finally gained a foothold here."
Witnessing the enemy's bodies being carried away for cremation, Zhou Xian said with great pride.
…
Above the empty sky, there was a bright light. The cultivators were carrying a young man with gray hair on his temples and were flying towards the mountain gate of Guangxiu Immortal Sect in a hurry.
"Master Chang, are you going to the Black Abyss Prison? Not the Medicine House?"
They were from the Law Enforcement Hall's Wen Ji Division. They planned to send the seriously injured Chang Silu to the Pharmacy for treatment, but were rejected.
"Black Abyss Prison, looking for the warden."
Chang Silu knew the power of Yaolu's alchemy, so as an outer sect member, he took control of the inner sect's alchemy hall and raised the level of alchemy in the border areas.
The people from the Wenji Department took him there for treatment, which definitely showed their concern.
But he still trusts Mr. Chen more. This elder is hard for him to understand, but his methods make people feel at ease.
"Well, alright."
At Chang Silu's request, the people of the Wenji tribe finally sent him to the Black Abyss Prison and brought him in front of Chen Sheng.
"Warden, he..."
The people of the Wenji Division wanted to explain. After all, the Black Abyss Prison was a place where prisoners were held, and the Dark Blade only knew how to kill people, not save them. It was inappropriate to carry a wounded person here for treatment.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen had a calm expression on his face and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I will take care of this matter."
"Then... let's go."
Everyone in the Wenji tribe had strange looks on their faces, but since there was nothing wrong with the parties involved, they could only leave in confusion.
"You're in trouble this time."
When Chen Sheng's calm eyes fell on Chang Silu, they rippled slightly, and he felt embarrassed and helpless.
The essence of the human body, if it increases or decreases beyond a certain limit, will definitely cause loss of life.
Chang Silu's battle at Guishen Mountain depleted his vitality. Although he made up for it some later, it was still a loss.
This time, there was an even more serious loss, which has reached an extremely dangerous level.
"Brother Chen, you have a keen eye. I leave my life in your hands."
Chang Silu is not ignorant of the situation, but he is very free and easy. Since he embarked on this path, he has been determined to give up halfway.
"I don't know whether passing on the Taibai Xijing to you will harm you or help you."
Mr. Chen felt a little regretful. He taught Chang Silu the Taibai Sword Sutra because this technique was very powerful and suited the other party's temperament.
No, it was just too suitable, which made Chang Silu take unconventional approaches and suffer heavy losses many times, until he was in a critical situation.
"I have no regrets."
Always think firmly.
"well……"
In response to this, Mr. Chen could only sigh and try his best to remedy the situation.
"Buzz"
The quiet world suddenly emitted a crimson glow. A tall black alchemy furnace was placed on the ground with a blazing flame burning inside, which was quite spectacular.
In the realm of the second-level alchemy, Chen Sheng did not need to think too much and decided on the elixir to be refined instantly.
Xuanxuan Vitality Pill.
This is a top-grade second-grade elixir, which is the most effective in replenishing vital energy. It is not a strong medicine, but it has some of the effects of strong medicines. It can inject a tremendous amount of vitality into a body that is often lacking in thoughts.
"Whoosh"
Chen Sheng's family background is still deep. Although his cultivation in the Golden Core Realm consumed most of his cultivation resources, he still has the spiritual herbs for the Xuan Xuan Sheng Ji Dan.
Immediately, he waved his hand, and all kinds of second-level spiritual herbs were thrown into the alchemy furnace. The alchemy fire was like water, flowing gently without leaving any trace, burning the spiritual herbs bit by bit to extract their essence.
"Watching Brother Chen making the elixir is like observing the mysteries of heaven and man. It makes people calm."
Chang Silu was lying on the ground with wounds all over his body, but he did not wail. Instead, he looked at the figure refining the elixir beside the fire with extremely calm eyes, as if he was appreciating a dynamic portrait of a person, with beauty in every moment.
This is a reflection of the profound skills of Dandao. Every move is in harmony with nature, giving people a sense of extraordinaryness.
"This kind of opportunity is earned with one's life."
Mr. Chen glanced at Chang Silu, feeling a little reproachful and a little heartbroken. No amount of panacea could heal such an injury.
"When Brother Chen was refining the second-level elixir, he was able to distract himself and treat it as a true effort."
Chang Silu listened to the instruction calmly without any anger, and even boasted that Chen Sheng's alchemy skills were the best in the world and exuded the aura of a great master.
"call……"
Chen Sheng was speechless. He looked towards the alchemy furnace. His hand stroked the dark red furnace wall. His five fingers were glowing with golden light. He moved suddenly and knocked heavily with his knuckles.
Under the fierce knock of Jin Lie, ripples appeared in the furnace. The fire of the elixir was like water, shaking the essence of various spiritual herbs. Like forging iron, wisps of foul air were discharged, fell to the bottom of the furnace, and were burned into black smoke.
The essences of many spiritual herbs floated slightly upward, with a lustrous luster flowing all over the body, like pearls or gems, extremely dazzling.
“Buzz…”
After refining the spiritual herbs to the extreme, Chen Sheng's mind moved, and the two essences began to merge. Strands of pharmacology were born and intertwined with each other without any rejection.
Next, for Mr. Chen, it was just a matter of repeating it a few more times.
In the world inside the furnace, flames flickered, and the essences of many spiritual herbs gradually disappeared, replaced by the prototype of a pill.
"What a powerful vitality."
Chang Siliu felt the energy of the alchemy furnace and opened his eyes wide to watch. After all, no matter how free and easy a person is, he would still be willing to live a few more years.
"boom"
Chen Sheng was slowly polishing and refining the prototype of the elixir. The flame was slowly rising, and after a while, it was finally done.
The mysterious vitality pill was sublimated to the extreme in the alchemy furnace, bursting out with terrifying vitality, and the green pill energy overflowed from the alchemy furnace like a spring and flowed out.
"Open your mouth."
Mr. Chen said calmly.
Then, he clenched his hands, and all the fragrance of the pill was suppressed. The light of the Xuan Xuan Vitality Pill shone brightly, like a small sun flying out.
Chang Silv did as he was told and just as he opened his mouth, a round pill flew in, slid down his esophagus and entered his stomach.
“Boom…”
In an instant, a surge of vitality emerged in Chang Silu's body, and the Xuanxuan Vitality Pill was like a spring, nourishing this dry body.
Chang Silu was stunned at first, as the effect of the medicine was too strong, beyond his expectations. Then he forced himself to sit up, crossed his legs, and practiced internal energy to refine the surging medicinal power.
"Buzz"
His body was glowing with a lustrous luster, the snow-white hair at his temples turned slightly to black, and his whole body exuded a vibrant vitality.
All the pains disappeared, as if I had returned to my peak state.
"pity……"
However, Mr. Chen shook his head secretly. His vitality was severely damaged due to constant worry. The Shengsheng Xuanji Pill could replenish it for a while, but after three to five years, it would no longer be able to replenish it and the problems would show up.
At this time, the vitality is exhausted, and the thoughts are no longer at their peak, and will slowly go downhill.
"Brother Chen, I'm fine. I'm fine."
Always think carefully and open your eyes, you will not be disappointed. Medicine has its limits, and it is difficult to recover things that have been damaged.
He is already very content to be in his current state. When his vitality is exhausted in the future, he will learn to preserve his health and stop killing.
"Don't bother with it anymore. Next time, your body will collapse."
Mr. Chen said seriously.
Chang Silu nodded silently, feeling a little complicated, said goodbye to Mr. Chen, and left slowly.
The same day.
When Mr. Chen learned that the camp plan was restarted, he was stunned for a moment when he heard the news about Yaolu again after many years.
"Is Shang Qu gone? Yes, he couldn't make it."
He knew that Zhou Yi was the head of Yaolu. He calculated the time and felt depressed. Shang Qu had passed away and left the power to Zhou Yi according to his instructions before his death.
Zhou Yi did a great job, running the medicine house prosperously, and in turn took control of the Medicine Refining Hall, becoming the most prominent alchemy lineage in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.
"Zhou Xian? A descendant of the Zhou family?"
In this young man, he felt a bit of Zhou Huang's aura, the same heroic spirit and extraordinary talent. He only hoped that he could live safely and not die young.
"Troubled times? Heroes? People on the decline?"
Chen Sheng murmured, thinking of the beacon fires on the border, the vigorous Zhou Xian, and the gradually lonely Chang Silu, as if the scene from two hundred years ago was replaying itself.
But, now that Chen Ergou is missing, who will be the next person who can save the situation?
(End of this chapter)