From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

Meng Yuan felt tremendous pressure. Ying Chuan's accumulation was too profound, and even he did not have the confidence to win.

But he will not retreat because of this. He is a soldier, and there is no such word as fear of war in the soldier's dictionary. He has encountered opponents stronger than him and fought with them, but he has never been afraid.

Ying Chuan was also a little confused. What happened just now was indeed unexpected for him. But this was even more interesting. A light flashed between his eyebrows, and an ancient long sword flew out, with gusts of strong wind whistling out from it. This was also a good opportunity to test the Xiaoyao Sword, and he would not let it go.

The long sword moved slightly, piercing through the sky and earth, shattering the void and splitting the sky and earth. The material is extremely rare, so its power cannot be underestimated.

The sky and the earth were divided, the heavens and the earth were split, and a long rainbow slid across and all the mountains and rivers were cut down. If someone said that Yingchuan was the Nascent Soul, I'm afraid no one would not believe it. He just had a different form of life now.

Meng Yuan resisted with a long spear, blood flashed, and his own defense was broken with overwhelming force, his flesh and blood were separated. Yingchuan's offensive was unstoppable. He changed his offensive, using his own advantages, trying to slowly wear down Yingchuan.

He was satisfied with Xiaoyao's might. His achievements were astonishing. With a flash of sword light, swords flew between heaven and earth. He stepped on the sky step with unparalleled power, and the mountains and rivers moved.

After three horizontal strikes, Yingchuan used this strike again. He had another understanding of it. It was different. It was just an ordinary killing move.

Feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, Yingchuan's fighting spirit rushed straight into the sky. It was extremely violent, and his whole body was shining with golden light. He was like an undefeated god of war, stepping on the heaven and earth, and the sky and the earth collapsed with a wave of his hand.

The yin and yang energies reappeared, turning the sun and the moon upside down. A giant palm slapped down, and Meng Yuan was beaten back step by step, and his own flesh and blood directly disintegrated.

When the Nascent Soul recovered, his face was pale and bloodless. Every recovery would consume the origin to a certain extent. Several magic rings appeared around him. This has always been his trump card.

It is impossible for Yingchuan to maintain this offensive all the time. After all, he is only a Jindan and still has a huge disadvantage in spiritual power.

There was a brilliant golden light above the divine ring, the void was shattered, and it turned into an unparalleled attack. Yingchuan felt a huge suction force, which was devouring the spiritual energy of the entire world and tearing the sky apart.

Yingchuan was cut in half, and the power of Changge's attack was revealed. His flesh and blood were turned into bloody mud, but quickly recovered.

The space became disordered and the positions of the two people were swapped. Yingchuan got rid of the halo and quickly recovered himself.

Yingchuan did not continue to attack, but switched from offense to defense. His spiritual power had been consumed rapidly before, and he was not a Nascent Soul, so his recovery speed was not that fast. Now that his spiritual power was still sufficient, he switched from offense to defense and took the opportunity to recover.

He understood the meaning, but this was also an opportunity, so he no longer cared about the consumption of spiritual energy.

The long spear turned into a rainbow, connecting heaven and earth. Tian Yang raised the spear to the sky, splitting the heaven and earth.

He drew his sword and slashed, the sword intent was strong, the wind and clouds of heaven and earth were surging, sweeping away everything.

The heaven and earth shook, and this desert had turned into a thousand miles of barren land.

Every attack between the two was world-shattering. It was impossible for Meng Yuan to use his full strength, and the same was true for Ying Chuan.

The next moment, the void shattered, and the style penetrated all resistance and penetrated everything. A shocking sword was slashed down, cutting off all the energy between heaven and earth. The sword fell, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Meng Yuan's flesh and blood were torn apart piece by piece, but it recovered instantly. The two men did not continue fighting. It would not be good for both of them to continue fighting, and their goal had been achieved, so there was no need to continue fighting.

The two smiled at each other. This time, both sides felt that they had gained the advantage, and they were teleported back to Xianyang.

After they exchanged a few words, they separated.

Getting beaten was not the only way for Yingchuan to strengthen his body. This was just his most helpless choice. Then he asked Baili Xi for help.

He was shocked. He had lived for more than a thousand years and had never heard of such a method of cultivation. This was somewhat horrifying. Using divine fire to temper oneself was something that no normal person could imagine.

But he didn't show it. Everyone has his own opportunity, so it's inconvenient for me to ask more.

He agreed to this matter. It was just a piece of cake for him. Ying Chuan did not hesitate and went straight into the divine furnace to use it to refine himself.

Although this is extreme, the effect is definitely good. Haven't you seen that grandson was burned in Taishang Laojun's Eight Trigrams Furnace with Samadhi True Fire for 49 days, and thus developed the ability to see with fire and develop golden pupils?

The divine fire is not the strongest when it is ignited, it needs to be improved bit by bit.

The divine fire was extremely hot, as if a real phoenix had come into the world. Cracks gradually appeared on Yingchuan's skin, and his flesh and blood became shriveled and lost their vitality. The charred flesh and blood exploded, and the white flesh and blood were regenerated again, and this cycle continued.

The flesh and blood were separated and regenerated, and although Yingchuan felt pain, it was only physical pain and was nothing compared to the pain. The road to becoming stronger would not be a smooth sailing and would inevitably involve suffering. After going through this catastrophe, people would be reborn.

But Yingchuan certainly did not just do that, he also absorbed the surrounding divine fire, used its spiritual power to recover, and began to refine these strange fires.

If we talk about the person who possesses the most strange fires in Jiuzhou, Baili Xi would dare to claim to be second, and no one dares to claim to be first. This is indeed an opportunity.

Baili didn't care about the divine furnace. The spirit in the furnace was confident that it could handle it, so there was no need for him to worry about it.

The blazing flames continued to burn him, and he gained enlightenment from it. This was actually not that difficult. Ying Chuan was valued by Baili Xi, which was why he agreed. Most people would not dare to do so.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Yingchuan took this opportunity to gain enlightenment from it.

The power of the divine fire continued to increase. The divine fire blazed in the night, and the waves of fire surged into the sky, transforming into a hundred-year picture, constantly striking towards Yingchuan. With the crashing of waves, Yingchuan's body was constantly being renewed, becoming even more powerful, and his foundation was constantly accumulating.

As the flesh and blood waved, flames shot up into the sky, and the void seemed unable to bear it and began to twist.

In this process, time flies by in the blink of an eye without being noticed, like a comet passing by.

Time passes by little by little, both quickly and slowly. Time is magical, imperceptible and yet omnipresent.

Yingchuan's blood rushed into the sky, bright red like blood, surging around, showing the vigorous vitality of youth.

More than 20 years passed in a flash, and Yingchuan had also been in there for more than 20 years.

If the divine furnace had not decisively told Baili Xi in the outside world that he was still alive, he would probably have thought that he had turned into a pile of charcoal. He would still be thinking of helping him collect his body, as a way of fulfilling their past friendship.

A golden light appeared from the divine furnace and shot straight into the sky. Ying Chuan flew out of it, his body emitting a bright and precious light. His charred skin fell off, and marble-like muscles emerged. He was dressed in a white Taoist robe, and had an immortal temperament.

He threw a punch with one hand, and the void became a little distorted. This was just an ordinary punch, but it showed how powerful his body was.