Golden Dragon
Forming the elixir is indeed very dangerous.
Because of her previous insights, Qianluo was able to form the elixir in one go without any simulation. She successfully formed the elixir and overcame all the thunder tribulations and inner demons during the elixir formation process. It was incredibly smooth.
After forming the elixir, in order to consolidate her cultivation, she used up all her simulations and gained cultivation many times. Now she has reached the peak of the early stage of the elixir, and is more powerful than the average cultivator in the early stage of the elixir.
The Dragon Roar Umbrella Sword is a spiritual treasure, and it can only be better controlled by one who reaches the Nascent Soul stage. Now she can only exert half of its strength.
But... she was already satisfied. She was one step closer to the path she had in mind.
It’s just a simulation of points, and the simulation of the Jindan stage is actually 1,000 points each time!
It's time to sell pills and earn points.
…
There are more important things right now.
In a simulation, Qianluo learned that Master Lan had evil intentions towards the Lan family and wanted to seize the Lan family's treasure, the Biluo Youlan. In the simulation, Qianluo, who was in the early stage of Jindan, faced Master Lan, who was also in the early stage of Jindan, and both suffered losses.
But this time, she has reached the peak of the early Jindan stage and will not be defeated by Master Lan.
Qian Luo flew to the Spirit Plant Garden. Everyone's eyes blurred and they only saw the back of a young female cultivator. Before they could see her appearance clearly, the female cultivator flew away gracefully.
"Oh my god, he can actually fly without the help of a spiritual weapon. Elder Qianhua must have successfully formed a pill!"
"That's right, the Lan family is saved! Elder Baicao is saved!"
Listening to the monks' cheers, Lan Caiying and Lan Xianghan's parents disagreed. Lan Wenxin glanced at her husband and frowned, "Why do I feel..."
Lan Huairen squeezed her palm and said, "Forget it. Let's wait until the person comes out. Safety is the most important thing."
Lan Fangshu held onto her husband, her eyes filled with worry, her body weak. "Caiying, the elders..."
"Don't worry, they will be safe."
Lan Caiying looked into the distance and prayed, "Grandma, please bless the Lan family and keep all the elders and monks safe!"
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"Hahaha, Biluo Youlan is mine. Now no one can stop me on my path to cultivation!"
Master Lan's crazed smile stung Lan Baicao. The blue orchids the Lan family had painstakingly cultivated for a thousand years had fallen into the hands of such a ruthless and ambitious person. If he became the Lan family patriarch and the head of District Six in the future, would the entire District Six still have a good life?
"Puff——" Lan Baicao exhaled, covering his abdomen with his hands, his eyes burning.
"Master Lan, you are so mad and heartless. You will definitely have a lot of trouble with your inner demons in the future! Your cultivation will not improve at all!"
Master Lan felt nothing after hearing this: "I'm haunted by inner demons, and my cultivation hasn't made any progress. As long as I take the Azure Orchid, why should I worry about not reaching the Nascent Soul stage?"
Lan Baicao sneered, "So what if he's at the Nascent Soul stage? His lifespan is only 1,000 years. On the Tianyan Continent, have you ever seen a legendary cultivator at the Spiritual Transformation stage?"
"Even if you possess the Blue Orchid and can overcome all obstacles to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, you will never reach the legendary Spiritualization stage on the Tianyan Continent. After a thousand years, you will be nothing but a handful of dirt."
Lan Baicao's words were heartbreaking, but they were the truth.
Because the legendary Divine Transformation Stage hadn't appeared on the Tianyan Continent in years, those Nascent Soul cultivators had expended trillions of spirit stones to build a spirit ship to cross the Dead Sea, but to no avail. Even the Immortal Cultivation Alliance in the upper three districts couldn't successfully cross the Dead Sea and reach the other side of the continent.
How can these people, who are as common as ants, have the audacity to say that they want to live as long as the sky?
Master Lan, holding the glittering jade pen, had a gleam in his eyes. "What you said is indeed true, but don't even think about shaking my resolve. A thousand years from now, you won't exist, but I might still exist!"
The flowing jade pen flashed by, the ink and water wind and rain were poetic and picturesque, poetry came to mind, the situation was ever-changing, this was his domain, his world, no one could disobey his orders!
"A hall full of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests, a sword freezes fourteen states!"①
The rain turned into ink, and a petal with the fragrance of ink rushed out from the black and white, turning the virtual into the real, carrying the solemn and murderous aura and icy power in the poetry, and attacked the orchids and grass directly!
Lan Baicao quickly retreated, gritted her teeth and persevered, dodging quickly. Unfortunately, she was seriously injured and could not avoid the awe-inspiring ink-scented poetry at all!
Such poems are actually used by such despicable and shameless people!
The flowing jade pen was made by her and her sister as a foundation-building gift for Master Lan. She never expected that Master Lan would use it against her.
"Ridiculous! Even if I explode and die, I won't let you take away the Lan family!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Master Lan frowned and cursed inwardly: "Damn woman, she actually wants to self-destruct!"
Self-destruction has no advantages but disadvantages for him. Although the spiritual plant garden is large, if he is a foundation-building cultivator, he will have to expend energy to preserve his life and the Blue Sky Orchid!
"Damn it!" He hurried forward to snatch the blooming blue orchid, ready to fly away at any time.
At this moment, a female voice rang out: "Wait until autumn comes on September 8th, when my flower blooms, all other flowers will die!"
Golden chrysanthemums danced all over the vast spiritual garden, a majestic spectacle, a magnificent garden filled with splendor, a force that soared into the heavens! The entire city was covered in golden armor – this was the true meaning of awe and awe! This was true aura!
“Who is it!!!” Master Lan was shocked and took a step back.
Someone actually broke his ink-and-wash poetry!
I saw yellow chrysanthemums rushing towards the ink-scented petals, and the two colors intertwined together, one black and one gold, forming two completely different momentums!
The poetic power of ink and wash, the majestic force of gold, and the bright brilliance are comparable to the sun and the moon!
Finally, the yellow chrysanthemum was like a giant golden dragon that swallowed up all the ink poems and uttered a real dragon roar. The aura of a king could swallow up mountains and rivers!
How can the light of a firefly compare to the light of the sun and the moon!
The ink-and-wash petals are withered, only the golden chrysanthemums stand proudly and independently, lingering in the air, like a truly divine and tangible golden dragon!
Look down on all living beings and look down on the world!
The huge golden dragon phantom had been silent for many years. At this moment, it let out an earth-shaking dragon roar, waking up all the cultivators inside and outside the spiritual plant garden. Even the entire sixth district heard the faint dragon roar!
…
The Jiang family and the Shui family gathered together. The elders of the two families were horrified and went out to check. They only saw a golden light in the direction of Qionghua Valley, shining directly into the sky and it was impossible to look directly at it!
Shui Qingwan, the eldest elder of the Shui family, could not help but speak: "Baiji, you also saw the Jindan thunder tribulation just now. Lan Qianhua is not only in the early stage of Jindan, but also has more powerful weapons and even secret manuals!"
"If our two families don't go to support, will it affect the situation later?"
Jiang Baiji's eyes darkened, and he spoke slowly: "Qingwan, do you regret it now?"
Shui Qingwan sighed, "It's no use regretting now. But fortunately, both our families sent two magical treasures to help them out of their immediate trouble."
"But this is strange. The two magic weapons should be able to help them resist the Wei family. I wonder what happened? Why is it not over yet?"
Jiang Baiji returned to the house, and Jiang Feiyao beside her poured her some tea and handed it to her: "Third aunt, there's a letter from the eldest aunt saying that the second aunt has arrived safely in District 5."
Jiang Baiji slowly sipped a cup of tea and smiled slightly: "This is the first good news I have heard today."
Shui Qingwan laughed at the side: "Wei Wuji is really stupid. He didn't even know that Wei Tianliu was killed. He was teased by Master Lan and used it as a sharp weapon to deal with the Lan family."
"I won't say more, but the situation in District 6 will change again in the future."
Shui Qingwan raised her eyebrows and smiled at her: "Then congratulations to the Jiang family for their successful election and for having won the position of district chief of two districts."
Jiang Baiji nodded: "Congratulations, from today on, our Jiangshui families are inseparable."
The two smiled at each other. Shui Qingyan blinked and asked Jiang Feiyao, "What are they whispering about? Why can't I understand?"
Then he asked, "Lan Xianghan left, and I went to see her off. Why didn't you go?"
Seeing that Jiang Feiyao didn't move, as if she hadn't heard, Shui Qingyan asked again: "Sister Feiyao, we are friends after all, why are you silent? Will you not see me off when I leave in the future?"
Jiang Feiyao then raised her eyelids and chuckled: "Don't worry, with your qualifications, it will be extremely difficult to go to the third district."
Shui Qingyan: "..."
Can't you just let her go?!
I have to say it!
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In the spiritual plant garden, at the moment when the golden dragon pounced, Master Lan threw the Biluo Youlan forward in order to save his life!
The golden light and the purple light kept colliding and clashing! Even the top-grade spiritual plant that bloomed only after a thousand years could not withstand such a strong attack. With unstoppable force, he split through the layers of blue orchids with one sword and hit them with one strike.
The fallen petals fell to the ground and disappeared!
Lan Baicao stretched out her hand and only caught a petal. She spat out another mouthful of blood and glanced at Master Lan, her eyes red and her hair standing on end in anger: "You actually destroyed the Biluo Youlan!!!"
Master Lan, who was also spitting blood, didn't hear Lan Baicao's anger. He just kept backing away, his legs trembling: "Who are you!"
He had never seen the female cultivator in front of him before!
How could she have such a sword and such a powerful aura!
"No, no! This is all mine!" This should be his home game, right? What went wrong?
Why did this woman come to ruin his business? He should have taken Biluo Youlan, become the ancestor of the Lan family, and become the head of District 6. He should have become a figure that shocked the entire Tianyan Continent!
“I don’t believe it!!!”
He absolutely did not believe that he would be killed by the young female cultivator in front of him. He held the flowing jade pen and wrote countless ink poems, stroke by stroke, but they were all cut off by Qianluo's sword, as easy as cutting radishes and cabbages.
The girl smiled. She had now returned to her original appearance, which was naturally not the disguise she had used before. After forming the elixir, she had forgotten about disguises.
However, there was already contempt in her eyes. The two had a huge difference in strength. One was not good at close combat and was only suitable for long-range attacks, while the other had killed countless people and could fight both in close combat and long-range attacks.
"I?"
"I am Wen Siyu."
Master Lan's eyes widened: "How is this possible! How could you be that female Qigong practitioner!!!"
He is the mantis stalking the cicada! She is the oriole!
Just when Master Lan was panicking, the girl leaped up and engaged him in close combat. Master Lan tried his best to dodge, using his pen as a sword. The two of them seemed to be fighting back and forth, but in fact, everything was under Qianluo's control.
She was like confronting a child with a wooden sword, teasing the child, and finally easily put the sword across his neck, and kicked him away in front of his surprised and desperate eyes.
Qianluo helped Lan Baicao up and handed her a bottle of fourth-grade life-extending pills. She put away the Dragon Roar Sword, her long hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes emitting a cold look as she stared at the male cultivator who was barely breathing in front of her.
"Do you think you are qualified to recite Li Bai's poems?" Qian Luo's eyes flashed and she snatched away his flowing jade pen. Qian Luo, who had used the tiger tail pen before, naturally knew how to use the flowing jade pen.
"Let me teach you what murderous intent is!"
"Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"①
This time, the ink-and-wash shadow was not just one knight, but dozens of knights with resolute faces, swords at their waists, blue light stabbing, cold eyes, and full of murderous aura!
The Hu Ying was spinning, the wind and rain were raging, and their figures were fast and light, as if they were melted into an ink painting.
He drew out his sword, blood boiling in his heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his muscles tensed, the long sword in his hand was as fast as the wind, and he swung out layers of sword shadows, reflecting the coldness in his eyebrows and eyes.
"I guess you haven't killed many people."
Upon hearing this, Master Lan was stunned. Clearly, he'd hit the nail on the head. He'd always been behind the scenes, never really engaging in actual combat. Even when he'd killed the Lan family's grandmother, he'd first used the Soul-Extinguishing Powder, then stabbed her while she was drained of energy.
Qian Luo smiled softly, her eyes twinkling: "Unfortunately, I have killed more people than you have ever seen."
These words should not come from the mouth of a young female cultivator, but Qian Luo had indeed killed more people in the lower three districts than he had ever seen.
Killing was a daily routine for her.
Therefore, the sword of a knight is cold and ruthless, not used for showing off or echoing poetic sentiments. The sword at the waist is particularly fishy, and the long sword should be stained with blood and the smell of fishy smell, which has a chilling feeling, making people's backs tingle, their hair stand on end, and their whole body should be filled with fear and terror!
This is murderous intent, this is killing people.
Dozens of knights surrounded Master Lan. Even with his own spiritual weapon, he couldn't break the ink painting mood. "No! No! You can summon so many knights!"
"Hurry up and give me back my flowing jade pen. It's mine!"
He rushed forward without thinking, and saw sword lights everywhere. A long sword pierced into his chest, and was replaced by wet ink. He didn't know whether it was ink or blood dripping, but it wet his cheeks and robes.
His legs were too weak to support him as he knelt down, his head slumped to the ground. He looked at the young female cultivator in front of him in disbelief. He had been planning for so many years, how could he fail miserably in just one day? How could he fail miserably?
"Who...are you?"
He hoped that the girl would reveal a bigger and more shocking identity to shock him, or give him a reason to die in peace, so that he would feel that dying under the sword of such a person was not in vain, rather than dying under the sword of an unknown girl.
"I'm sorry, I don't have any sect or school, I'm just self-taught." Qian Luo put away the sword, looked down at him, and smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach her eyes, which were cold and disdainful.
The knights behind him rushed over one after another, and the ink stirred up the wind and clouds, sweeping across the sky and the earth. The words he didn't have time to say turned into blood and fell to the ground.
"You...how is it possible!"
"You are only in the early stage of Jindan, why do you have such great power?"
He still couldn't believe that the female cultivator before him had just reached the Core Formation stage! He had been so proud of having surpassed Lan Qianhua in the Core Formation stage within a few months, but he had never expected that the young woman before him was even faster than him and had a more stable cultivation base.
Qian Luo smiled slightly, and naturally would not tell him why she had reached the peak of the early Jindan stage.
In the end, Master Lan died under his most proud jade pen and in the poems he once recited.
Qianluo put away the Flowing Jade Pen and stuffed it into her storage bag. She looked at the petal in Lan Baicao's palm and touched her nose: "This Bi Luo You Lan..."
This is not her fault! How could she have known that Master Lan would be so decisive in throwing out the Blue Orchid to block the attack!
"Of course I cough, cough, cough..." Lan Baicao closed her eyes resignedly. She couldn't blame the young female cultivator in front of her. Looking at her unique and beautiful appearance, she sighed.
The appearance is fake, the name is fake, but the female cultivator saving her is real.
Qianluo did not hide it: "My name is Qianluo. I used a pseudonym just to hide my identity."
Lan Baicao closed her eyes and calmed herself down. "I know you have good intentions, and I won't hold a grudge against you for your previous concealment. I just can't understand why you're helping the Lan family."
Only Lan Mingzhu had helped her in the Lan family, but it couldn't be called help. It was more of a transaction. One person paid a reward, and the other handed over the relics, returning to their roots.
Qian Luo didn't know how to answer when asked this. Perhaps it was because Lan Mingzhu had given her the most important help when she was at her weakest that she remembered this kindness.
In her eyes, the Lan family wasn't a bad family, so she helped them. She also needed the Lan family to create a fake identity for her to avoid the Alchemy Conference, as she was going to attend it.
That’s right, the alchemy conference mentioned many times in the simulation will start in three years.
To ensure the safety of the alchemy conference, all alchemists must be identified and not disguised. Their registered residence must be traced, and they cannot be from the lower three districts. If they are found to be from the lower three districts, the district chief will be held accountable!
Because in places like the Lower Three Districts, there will not be alchemists of the third rank or above. If an alchemist of the third rank or above appears in the Lower Three Districts, it is equivalent to a Jindan stage cultivator appearing in the Lower Three Districts.
How could such a situation occur in the resource-scarce Lower Three Districts? Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary! The Immortal Cultivation Alliance will definitely not let this happen!
So she needs the help of the Lan family and a real identity.
The top ten alchemists in the conference will be awarded the Golden Alchemist Medal by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. With the Golden Alchemist Medal, they can ignore barriers and freely travel through district and county barriers without having to hide.
The higher you go, the more transparent the rules become. She cannot disguise herself or make up a fake name. She needs a real appearance and a real identity. She cannot use the little black tripod and cannot kill the district chief at will like she did in the lower three districts.
Because compared to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, she is not strong enough.
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