The Golden Elixir Road

Chapter 49: Seizing the Holy Soldiers and Killing Them

Although this cave looks magnificent from the outside, it is not vast. However, once you enter, you will find that you are in another world, so vast.

At this time, thousands of people had already come in and were standing on the first floor of the ancient cave, but it was not crowded at all, and there would be no problem with another two thousand people coming.

"Is there a miracle drug?" someone exclaimed.

In front of us, there is a jade field with a fragrant smell, green leaves supporting fairy flowers, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

“There is more than one magical herb!”

"No, this should be the King of Medicine!"

In a medicinal field built with five-colored divine jade, the black soil is fertile, six ancient medicinal plants are crystal clear, and fairy mist is flowing.

People kept exclaiming in amazement, everyone's eyes were red, and they couldn't wait to rush over, this was a priceless treasure.

It is difficult to find the King of Medicine in the world. Although it is not as good as the elixir of immortality, it is also a fairy treasure. One King of Medicine can prolong life by 400 years.

The Emperor of Zhongzhou, the Demon Lord of Nanling, and the Holy Monk of Ximo surrounded the medicinal field. Not far away, a fierce battle was going on. Other powerful men were unwilling to accept this and came up to fight.

"Why should you guys distribute it? Come on, grab it!"

Some powerful men couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward to fight, especially some old men. They didn't care about the others, even if the Emperor, Demon Lord and others stood in their way.

This ancient cave was in chaos. People all took action and rushed forward frantically. All kinds of magic weapons were used to attack the dozen or so important figures, including some extremely powerful ones.

In the blink of an eye, many people lost their lives. Six ancient medicinal kings were pulled out, and the dozen or so big shots had no way to divide them equally, so they all used their own means to snatch them.

The one who succeeded ran to the second-level cave, not daring to stay for long, and the others followed closely behind.

Yan Qingci was used to seeing the King of Medicine in the Immortal Mountain, and even saw the Immortal Medicine every day, so naturally he would not try to snatch it away.

"puff"

Duan De popped his head out of the mud in the medicinal field, spit out a mouthful of black mud, and cursed: "Damn it, I almost succeeded, but I just had to eat a mouthful of mud for nothing!"

During the scramble, he was slapped into the black mud by a peerless emperor. Several people were extremely surprised to see him coming out alive and kicking.

Ye Fan walked over and took the medicinal field which was several meters square, leaving it for growing precious medicinal herbs in the future.

"I once dug up a clay pot that was better than this medicinal field and had a mysterious origin. Unfortunately, it was stolen by a bastard." Duan De gritted his teeth and cursed.

Ye Fan: "..."

Yan Qingci: “…”

Dongfang Ye: “…”

The three of them looked calm and no one spoke, for fear that he would notice anything unusual.

"Let's go quickly, or they will take everything away. I think there might be a real elixir of immortality here!" Duan De said, running inside first.

The second cave was still vast, and the battle had already entered a fierce stage. None of those old men, who were about to die, were willing to give up.

"The saint's weapons!" someone exclaimed. Deep in the cave, there were more than a dozen pieces of broken copper, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura and with a dim luster.

It is a bronze bell. Although it is broken, it is only cracked in shape. The patterns of heaven and earth it gave birth to are still there, and even the "god" of this bell is sleeping inside it.

This time Yan Qingci would not let them go. As he moved his mind, countless evil threads rushed out and rolled back all the copper pieces. The others were naturally unwilling to let them go easily. Nearly two or three hundred monks rushed towards them, using all kinds of secret techniques and ancient treasures, including some powerful ones.

Several people were startled and were about to attack together, but they didn't expect that the small flag in Yan Qingci's hand would roll up a sky full of evil threads, turning all the ancient treasures and secret techniques into nothingness.

"I have no intention of hurting anyone's life, please don't force me." Yan Qingci was young after all, and had never killed anyone so far, so he felt a little reluctant for a moment.

A few people were wary of the small flag in her hand and stopped, preparing to see what the situation would be. However, most of them were blinded by greed and rushed over regardless.

"You are just a mere Taoist monk. This treasure is not something you can take. You'd better hand it over." Someone threatened.

"No matter how powerful her small banner is, if we attack her together, how can we not defeat her?"

"Little girl, give me the holy weapon and small banner in your hand, and I will protect you, how about that?" There was even an old fellow who had his eyes on the Banner of the Gods and Demons.

"Since you are like this, you can't blame me!" Yan Qingci said coldly.

The small flag in his hand turned into a size of about ten feet. Yan Qingci held the flag with both hands and waved it. A monstrous murderous aura swept out, surging away like a sea wave.

"what……"

The surrounding area within a hundred feet was shrouded in evil spirit for a moment, and screams were heard from it, as if falling into a devil's cave. This was the result of Yan Qingci holding back because he was afraid of hurting others by mistake.

"The evil spirit of the emperor's corpse?!"

Duan De was surprised and said: "I was mistaken today. I almost didn't recognize it. I have been working in tombs for so many years and have never seen anything like this."

"Young man Ye, which family are you and this little girl from? How come you have such a terrifying thing?" the old blind man asked Ye Fan curiously.

Except for Dongfang Ye who had seen it once, everyone else thought that it was a specially refined secret treasure, at most at the level of a king's divine weapon or a holy weapon.

I didn't expect it to be made from the Emperor's Evil. Nothing that has anything to do with the Emperor is simple.

Ye Fan thought about it and there was nothing he couldn't say, so he said, "You should have heard about the change of ownership of Immortal Mountain, right? Qing Ci is the successor of Immortal Mountain. His master and I are good friends. I am just a figurehead."

"Has the Immortal Mountain really changed its owner? I thought it was just a rumor spread by someone." Duan De has always been a loner and was ready to confirm it when he had the chance.

"That's true." Jue Youqing nodded. Given her cold personality, she couldn't help but look at Yan Qingci a few more times.

The slightly larger forces had known about this matter a long time ago, but they did not expect that Yan Qingci was from the Immortal Mountain.

For a moment, several people felt that this immortal burial ground did not seem to be so shocking. After all, it was a forbidden area that had existed from ancient times to the present. It was a place that was truly recorded in ancient history as a place where the emperor had fought.

"Is there the tomb of the ancient emperor Tianzun in the Immortal Mountain?" Duan De asked Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Yes, there is not only the tomb of the ancient emperor, but also immortal gold and divine medicine, and even a living ancient celestial being. I'm waiting to see you dig him out."

"How could there still be a living Ancient Heavenly Master?" Duan De swallowed and said.

Ye Fan did not say anything further. Although the news would spread sooner or later, the secret was only known by the forces that participated in the plan that day. For example, the old blind man would definitely know it, but Ye Fan did not know his identity at this time.

However, within a short moment, the two or three hundred cultivators, from those who had transformed into dragons to those who were extremely powerful, who had come to besiege them were all turned into ashes without a trace left, leaving only those cultivators who had restrained themselves from rushing forward with fear.

By the time Yan Qingci took back the Banner of the Gods and Demons, the area within a hundred feet around had been cleared, and there was no one else except Ye Fan and a few others.

A hundred feet away, many cultivators looked at Yan Qingci with fear, and no one dared to think that the Taoist monks were easy to bully.

(End of this chapter)