Longevity starts with choosing Hextech enhancement

Chapter 138 Lu Wuqiang: Hand over the Wind and Thunder Swords and I will spare your life

For the next half month, Xiao Chen took on all the tasks of refining the Blood-Stirring Pills alone.

Thanks to the help of "Hedan Yaoshu", I only had enough time to complete two furnaces every day from afternoon to evening.

By the end of February, he had completed the order and received a reward of one thousand spirit stones.

Everyone in the Alchemy Hall was stunned. What kind of efficiency was this?

Xiao Chen received fifty spiritual herbs and actually returned fifty bottles of Blood-Stirring Pills.

This means that he did not fail once in the fifty consecutive refining processes.

This is really too outrageous!

So much so that these days, whenever Xiao Chen entered and exited the Alchemy Hall, there were always a lot of eyes looking at him from all directions.

Some people also repeatedly explained what happened that day to the disciples who were not there that day.

Of course, no one knew that Xiao Chen actually had fifty bottles of Blood-Stirring Pills lying quietly in his storage bag.

This is where you can really make the big money.

However, there are only a limited number of alchemists who can refine the Blood-Linging Pill. Selling it directly would easily expose one's identity, so one needs to find a suitable channel to sell it anonymously.

“I don’t know if there will still be a black market this year.”

Xiao Chen once again missed the Niu Village black market at this time last year.

Last year, I was busy preparing for the Yanchi Secret Realm and didn’t find time to participate in it for the last time.

As a result, they were all wiped out.

"Hey, it seems I was the one who handed in one of the black market tokens? That's fine then."

After finishing the Blood-Linging Pill, he went through the rest of the tasks again.

Even if you accept other alchemy tasks, you can still get the sect's spiritual herbs for free by using the [buy one get one free] promotion.

However, even with a 100% profit margin, these basic pills would only earn you a few spirit stones.

For this reason, he specifically went to find Chen Tianyuan and asked, "Master, do you have any orders for other second-level elixirs recently? Preferably the rarer ones."

Chen Tianyuan shook his head: "Not yet."

"But don't worry, according to my estimation, it won't be long before there will be a quest for a rare elixir."

"The latest news is that the Sihai Sect has confirmed that they have dispatched a large number of disciples to Hezhou."

"Lingyuan Sect has also seen an increase in orders for healing pills and recovery pills recently."

"When more foundation-building cultivators engage in battle, the supply of second-level elixirs will naturally be indispensable."

After hearing what he said, Xiao Chen felt that it would be better if he didn't have the order at all.

Many families would not be willing to take out the treasures in their warehouses unless they had no other choice.

Once this happens, the battle in Hezhou is expected to become increasingly intense, and the outcome will be decided soon.

If Hezhou falls, Lizhou will probably also suffer devastating consequences.

Since there was no suitable order, Xiao Chen went to the second floor of the Alchemy Hall and picked up a few ordinary pills.

He changed his routine to refining a batch of pills every day, and shifted his main focus back to his own cultivation.

A few more days passed like this.

On the third day of March, Xiao Chen got up early and was meditating in the yard.

Suddenly, a loud voice came from outside: "Uncle Xiao, happy Shangsi Festival! Do you want to go outing together?"

"What festival?"

Xiao Chen opened the door in surprise, and then became even more surprised.

Su Wanqing had a dew-covered forsythia on her head, as if it had just been picked, and she had a flower basket on her arm.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

Su Wanqing turned around and said, "Master, does it look good?"

"Wait a minute, what's this look like?"

Xiao Chen was a little confused about her dress.

Then she realized that when she was turning, the dew on the petals didn't move. "Hey, is the flower on your head fake?"

Su Wanqing pointed at the winter jasmine flowers and said, "This is the new hairpin I bought yesterday, and this matching flower basket. It looks great, doesn't it?"

……

Xiao Chen organized his words: "Um, I'm not sure."

"Ok?"

Su Wanqing showed a surprised expression: "Brother, didn't you go to the Ascension Ceremony? Didn't you see Master Yaohua?"

"This outfit is the most popular style in Lizhou right now."

"I even asked someone to get the new model first."

Only then did Xiao Chen notice that she was still wearing the same colorful dress.

And the shape of the flower basket is indeed a bit similar, but the size is too small, so I didn’t recognize it at first.

Su Wanqing took two steps closer to show it: "This is a high-quality imitation. Look at the embroidery here, the floral patterns are exactly the same as those of Yaohua Zhenren."

Xiao Chen recalled: "Indeed, they are the same, both are quite big."

"what?"

Su Wanqing looked down at the bunch of peach blossoms on her chest: "Are these flowers very big?"

"Well, that's not the point."

Xiao Chen retracted his gaze and asked, "I won't go on the outing. Do you have anything else to do this time?"

"Yes, I have!"

Hearing this, Su Wanqing took out a storage bag from the flower basket and said, "This is this year's dividend. Great Grandfather asked me to bring it to you."

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he remembered that he was now a wealthy man.

He took the storage bag, and inside it were 2,182 spirit stones and an account book.

To be fair, this amount of spirit stones is quite a lot.

If the Foundation Establishment Pills were not counted, the Su brothers and sisters combined would probably not be able to earn more than 2,000 spirit stones a year.

They are the direct descendants, and ordinary members of the clan will get even less.

In other words, he has received more dividends from the Su family than 99% of the Su family members.

"Grandpa said that the storage bag contains the copied account book, so you don't need to take it back."

After Su Wanqing finished explaining the task, she looked into the yard and asked, "Senior Brother Xiao, what are you growing?"

Xiao Chen turned his head and looked: "Oh, just planted a few pots of Tianluoxing."

"If you want to see it, come in and take a look?"

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing ran into the yard excitedly and began to observe the seedlings.

"Wow, Master Xiao, you're so rich! You even use magic tools to grow flowers!"

"This flowerpot is about the same price as your flower basket. I bought it mainly because I can't take care of it normally."

"Uncle Xiao, does this flowerpot cost a lot of spirit stones?"

"It's okay. One spirit stone can last for three months."

Su Wanqing counted the number of flower pots: "That's four spirit stones a month."

"Wow, my monthly training allowance is only five spirit stones."

"Uncle Xiao, can I help you take care of the spirit flowers? Only three spirit stones a month will be enough."

Xiao Chen didn't believe it at all.

First of all, Su Wanqing might not have many spirit stones, but she should still have dozens of them every month.

Secondly, it’s good enough that she can take good care of herself and not kill her spiritual flowers.

So he decisively refused: "No."

But Su Wanqing turned her hand and raised a water droplet: "Uncle Xiao, I have water spirit roots, which is very powerful."

She directed the water to drip into the flowerpot, nourishing the newly sprouted seedlings.

Xiao Chen immediately noticed that the seedlings became more vibrant.

No, you really can!
After some communication, Xiao Chen found out.

If you can combine it with appropriate spells and matching flower fertilizers, the growth rate of spiritual flowers can be increased several times.

He was actually not unfamiliar with this matter, because the "Spirit Cultivation Technique" also involved growing flowers in the Dantian.

You can also use spiritual liquid to speed up your cultivation.

Su Wanqing is now at Bishui Peak, learning a lot of related skills from Elder Qi.

There is also ready-made flower fertilizer there.

Since that was the case, Xiao Chen did not continue to refuse and agreed to let Su Wanqing take care of the spiritual flowers and come to help take care of them every three to six days.

Then, in a blink of an eye, it was the tenth day of March.

Lin Pingan finally took the initiative to come to the door again: "Brother Xiao, I'm ready."

Xiao Chen looked at him curiously: "Junior Brother Lin, you're a little late. It's already March."

Lin Pingan first smiled apologetically.

Then he explained, "Brother Xiao, this can't be entirely blamed on me. The hexagram says that today is the auspicious time to set off."

Hexagram?

Xiao Chen asked curiously, "Has Junior Brother already done the divination?"

"Have you figured out what good things are in the secret realm?"

Lin Ping'an waved his hand: "Brother Xiao, you're joking. How dare I calculate so carefully? I still want to live a few more years."

"I'm just guessing, but there's a chance I'll encounter something related to Dan formation in this secret realm."

He anticipated Xiao Chen's follow-up question and said, "Brother, this is all I can say."

"For other things, if you explain them in too much detail, they won't work."

Hearing about the opportunity related to Danjie, Xiao Chen became even more curious.

And he was a little suspicious, was it that Lin Pingan didn't want to say it, or was it that he really couldn't say it?
Could it be that the things that originally existed in the secret realm could disappear on their own after being spoken out?
Is it really that mysterious?

However, Xiao Chen thought about it and finally decided not to ask any more questions. This kind of thing is unpredictable, what if?

You will know what is in the secret realm once you go there: "Since today is an auspicious time, let's go."

The two then set off together.

Following the instructions on the treasure map, he flew towards the volcanic group in the west on his sword.

Further west of Lizhou, the entire sky appears a light orange-yellow.

Volcanoes stand tall and majestic, with thick smoke constantly erupting from their craters.

Large amounts of volcanic ash were blown away by the wind, covering all the ground and forming patches of gray landscape.

In such a harsh environment, only a very small number of spiritual herbs can grow tenaciously.

Bring a touch of yellow or orange to the ground dotted with large and small circular holes.

As they went deeper, waves of heat mixed with the smell of sulfur hit their faces, which was particularly pungent.

Xiao Chen even felt that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was filled with a sense of violence.

"Junior Brother Lin, how long will it take to reach the secret realm?"

"According to the map, we're only halfway there. We still have to go almost two thousand miles west."

"That deep?"

Xiao Chen looked around.

Although the scene had hardly changed, he could feel that the spiritual energy here was actually a little bit richer.

The magnitude of this change is very small, but it is still very obvious to the monks.

Spiritual energy is everywhere; this is common knowledge in the world of immortal cultivation.

But generally speaking, the spiritual energy near the spiritual vein is relatively dense, and the farther away, the thinner it becomes.

It is hard to say whether this abnormal increase is a good thing or a bad thing.

Including the time they spent searching, it was not until the sixth day of their departure that they arrived at a crater that had long since cooled down.

Lin Pingan compared the parchment in his hand and said, "Based on the picture, this should be the place."

Xiao Chen jumped into the crater and soon found a broken stone platform: "Junior Brother Lin, we seem to be late. Is your divination accurate?" It seems that there should be an entrance here similar to the Yanchi Secret Realm.

But due to the passage of time or some disaster, it has collapsed.

Lin Pingan checked it carefully and said, "It's not a big problem. It's probably just that the original ban is damaged."

"I'm quite good at this, just leave it to me."

Xiao Chen asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"The ban is easy to talk about, but a damaged ban like this is best repaired all at once. If it's disconnected midway, it could cause secondary damage."

Lin Pingan made a rough estimate and said, "Looking like this, it will take at least two hours. Can you please help me protect the Dharma, brother?"

Xiao Chen nodded and returned to the crater above.

Looking around this place, there is no one, let alone people, not even a bird. I can only stare at the smoke column in the distance in a daze.

Xiao Chen watched carefully for two hours, feeling very bored. "Junior Brother Lin, are you done?"

"Brother, the situation is a bit troublesome. We need to wait a little longer."

……

Last time in the Yanchi Secret Realm, Lin Ping'an also timed out when he tried to crack the gate.

Is it that the ban is too difficult, or is it that he is not skilled enough?
However, if you think about it carefully, prohibitions and restrictions all belong to the art of formations, which is indeed the most difficult one among the hundred arts of cultivation.

Xiao Chen looked around bored.

Suddenly, a flash of sword light cut through the sky from afar and approached his direction.

?

How can you meet someone in such a godforsaken place?
As the sword light became clearer, Xiao Chen also flew up on his sword, hovering in the air and looking at the appearance of the person who came.

The other person seemed familiar, and he vaguely remembered that he was the cultivator sitting on the side of Cang Yan Sect.

The person who came was Lu Wuqiang, the elder of the Dark Hall of Cang Yan Sect.

Ever since returning from Qianzhu Tower, he has dispatched a large number of people to closely monitor the movements of the monks entering and leaving Lihuo Gate.

Lu Wuqiang originally thought that as the manager of the Demon-Slaying Palace, Xiao Chen would have to go out frequently to investigate and fight against demonic cultivators.

He even arranged for his men to fake several demonic activities in an attempt to lure Xiao Chen into taking action.

Unfortunately, he waited for more than a month, but Xiao Chen never went out to work, as if there were only three foundation-building cultivators in the Demon-Slaying Hall.

Lu Wuqiang was so angry that he even wanted to run to Mei Yong to report Xiao Chen for dereliction of duty.

Finally, eight days ago, he returned to Cang Yan Sect to handle some affairs within the palace.

As a result, he had just returned to Cang Yan Sect when he received a report from his subordinates the next day that Xiao Chen had flown away to the west on his sword.

Lu Wuqiang smashed three chairs on the spot.

There was no other way, so he had to set off again in a hurry to catch up with Xiao Chen.

Because the incident happened suddenly and they were planning to kill their fellow monks.

So Lu Wuqiang did not bring the rest of his foundation-building cultivators here.

Instead, he took his own top-grade magic weapon and chased all the way to the depths of the volcano.

When he saw Xiao Chen at this moment, a warm light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"My fellow Daoist, it's inconvenient to approach here. Please take a detour!"

Hearing Xiao Chen's call from afar, Lu Wuqiang turned a deaf ear and continued to approach the other party quickly.

At the same time, he secretly condensed a spell in his palm.

Seeing that the other person was indifferent, Xiao Chen directly drew out the Donghua Wind Sword.

He warned loudly: "If you insist on doing it again, I will be rude to you!"
.
Hearing Xiao Chen's warning, Lu Wuqiang almost wanted to laugh.

"I'd like to see how you can be so rude."

He stopped the sword light, raised his hand and offered a dazzling gem, ready to stop Xiao Chen from escaping.

Then he began to deceive: "Xiao Chen, my son,"

"Hand over the Wind and Thunder Swords now, and I will spare your life."

"If you remain stubborn, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death."

Of course, even if Xiao Chen really believed his lies and handed over the Wind and Thunder Swords obediently.

He would also kill without hesitation.

Lin Pingan heard the noise and shouted, "Brother Xiao, what's wrong?"

Xiao Chen replied in a steady tone: "It's okay, a ghost has come to seek death."

Lu Wuqiang raised his hand and took a Yongquan Pill, then threw out the ball of magic power in his palm.

The ball of magic power immediately turned into a large ball of blue spiritual fire, pouncing towards Xiao Chen like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen first took out a tasseled brocade handkerchief to protect his head, and then summoned a golden armor to protect his body and block the spiritual fire.

Lu Wuqiang burst into laughter: "Hahaha, I thought you were so capable, but I didn't expect you were just a silver-plated spear head."

This response was exactly what he wanted.

This spiritual fire of his has no other special properties except that it can ignite the magic power of other cultivators, using it as fuel to make it burn more and more fiercely.

Once it sticks to the monk, it will be impossible for the wind to blow it away or the water to splash it away.

"Isn't it too early for you to say that?"

Xiao Chen also immediately felt that his magic power was being consumed in large quantities, while the spiritual fire outside the golden armor was becoming more and more vigorous.

But he was not in a hurry, and took out the treasure gourd containing fire.

The palm-sized magic gourd spun in the air and then became as big as a human.

"receive!"

Following Xiao Chen's command, the Fire Treasure Gourd sucked all the blue spiritual fire outside his body into its stomach.

Lu Wuqiang's eyes fixed: "Top-grade magic weapon!"

Then he smiled instead of getting angry: "Well, well, you actually have another top-grade magic weapon. You really gave me a surprise."

As long as he kills Xiao Chen, this magic gourd will be his.

Seeing that the spiritual fire had been taken away, Lu Wuqiang stretched out his hand and a special treasure scroll floated out from his spleen.

At the same time, he quickly recited the incantation: "Qian Kun borrows the law, obey my command. Yellow Turban warrior, quickly show your power and spirit."

As soon as the precious scroll fell to the ground, a yellow-turbaned strongman with a height of three meters and broad shoulders and a strong waist stood up.

Lu Wu ordered the Yellow Turban warriors: "Catch him for me!"

The three-meter-tall strong man immediately strode over and raised his hand to grab the man.

This was the first time Xiao Chen had seen this kind of move.

After thinking for a moment, he didn't take it head-on. Instead, he slapped his storage bag, took out a jade bowl, and threw it forward: "Suppress it!"

He immediately pinned the Yellow Turban strongman to the ground.

After all, this jade bowl was once a top-grade magic weapon and its texture is solid.

Although there were constant clanging sounds inside, the Yellow Turban strongman could not get out for a while.

Lu Wuqiang frowned: "Another top-grade magic weapon?"

"I'd like to see how many top-grade magical weapons you have."

As he said that, he slapped his storage bag and took out a pair of golden pumpkin thunder hammers.

The hammer was not held in his hand, but as he waved his hand, a pair of huge hands made of magic power rose up and smashed towards Xiao Chen.

As soon as the other side raised it, Xiao Chen felt as if he was locked in and there was no way to escape.

This golden pumpkin thunder hammer is actually a top-grade magic weapon.

At this time, Xiao Chen also felt something was wrong.

Whether it was the strange spiritual fire that the opponent used at the beginning, the special Yellow Turban spell, or the pair of top-grade magic weapons in his hands, they were definitely not something that an ordinary cultivator could produce.

Logically speaking, he should be a well-known great cultivator in the Cang Yan Sect.

But the question is, when did I offend such a person? I have no recollection of it.

Of course, this issue needs to be considered again.

As the hammer fell, Xiao Chen took out the Donghua Thunder Sword as well: "Seven Star Sword Technique - Kaiyang!"

Seeing this, Lu Wuqiang smiled slightly.

His pair of golden pumpkin thunder hammers, combined with the earth-level hammer technique, have always been invincible.

No one has ever dared to confront him head-on.

However, the biggest feature of Kaiyang's move is its power and strength.

Although he was holding a sword, he was not at a disadvantage in the collision.

It even directly shattered the opponent's magical hand.

"what!"

Lu Wuqiang suddenly exclaimed.

Although he had known for a long time that Xiao Chen had a pair of swords in his hands, he never expected that the other party had such powerful sword moves.

After a few moves, not only did he not gain the upper hand, but he was at a disadvantage everywhere.

Lu Wuqiang didn't dare to be so arrogant anymore, and quickly stretched out his hand and pointed: "Fall!"

The colorful golden beads that Tian Shang offered at the beginning were not only a means to prevent the enemy from escaping, but also his biggest killer move.

This is the top-grade magic bead that he has been nurturing since the year he just established his foundation.

After more than a hundred years of magical training, its power has long been several times stronger than that of ordinary magic weapons.

When the Dark Palace was eliminating dissidents before, he had killed five foundation-building cultivators by smashing their heads with his precious beads.

At this moment, as his mind moved, when he heard the voice, he had already struck down and headed straight for Xiao Chen's crown.

However, what Lu Wuqiang did not expect was.

The tassel-edged brocade handkerchief on Xiao Chen's head unfolded with a rustling sound, directly wrapping up the precious pearl.

Lu Wuqiang was stunned.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly: "Are you stupid? I have been prepared for this move of yours."

He didn't use the brocade handkerchief to block the spiritual fire before because he also liked to use the golden light bead given by Elder Chen and hang it in the air as a backup.

Unfortunately, the golden bead was only a mid-grade magic weapon and was gradually eliminated and put into the storage bag.

Lu Wuqiang gritted his teeth and took out a talisman from his arms with great distress: "I have a magic talisman, which can summon spirits and send generals!"

This is a talisman that the Cang Yan Sect purchased at a high price, and it is very expensive.

The original intention was to give him an extra way to save his life in Hezhou, but I didn't expect that it would be wasted here today.

As soon as he finished speaking, eighteen golden divine generals appeared behind him, each of them had the cultivation level of the initial stage of foundation building.

Lu Wuqiang glanced at Xiao Chen angrily and said, "Kill him!"

Eighteen divine generals immediately surrounded him from left to right.

Then, he saw Xiao Chen take out a large flag that was more than three meters high.

The flag was waved four times in succession, and thirty-six fire soldiers stood up.

Those fire soldiers also had the strength of the initial stage of foundation building, and they fought with the divine general in groups of two.

Lu Wuqiang finally panicked.

He used all his means of attack, but they were all resolved by Xiao Chen one by one.

"Impossible! How can you have so much magic power? This is simply impossible!"

At the same time, so many top-grade magical weapons were mobilized, and spells were used.

Normally, Xiao Chen's magic power should have been exhausted long ago.

Why can so many fire soldiers be summoned?

Doesn't his magic power run out?

Lu Wuqiang made up his mind, gave up his precious pearl, turned around and wanted to escape.

The next moment, he was completely desperate: "You are Jin Guang San Ren!"

Relying on the top-grade robes and four second-level defensive talismans, he struggled tenaciously for half an hour.

In the end, he was beheaded by Xiao Chen with a single sword strike.

(End of this chapter)