From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

If Yingchuan doesn't form the elixir, there is no further advancement for him. He begins to consciously inquire about information related to forming the elixir.

But this kind of information is usually controlled by the upper level, and he can only constantly distinguish the truth from the false from a pile of information.

One day, he was drinking tea with the abbot.

Brother Ying, I heard that you have been looking for information related to Danjie recently. He suddenly mentioned this topic.

Yingchuan had nothing to hide, so he admitted it openly.

I do have some news that may be able to meet this condition, he said calmly.

What kind of news could be related to matters related to Dan formation? Yingchuan wanted to find out from him.

How about this! Considering our ten-year friendship, I will tell you. Then he took a sip of tea.

A few months ago, an ancient battlefield was discovered. This news spread in the circle, and I also learned about it.

But I don't plan to go, because I heard it's very dangerous, so brother, I advise you not to go. He kindly recommended Yingchuan, hoping that he would give up.

But he obviously didn't know Yingchuan well enough. If the interest was strong enough, even God couldn't stop him.

As soon as he saw Yingchuan's expression, he knew he had talked nonsense, so he said nothing and continued drinking tea. It was impossible to persuade the damn ghost with kind words.

Yingchuan didn't care and continued drinking tea. Although he couldn't afford the cost of a failed adventure, the rewards would be huge if he succeeded.

When the wind blows, any pig can take off, but a dead pig cannot. Looking at the ancient and modern celebrities, which one did not make it by taking risks again and again? People with different paths cannot work together.

If you don't fight or compete, you will be left behind by the times.

He then asked for more specific information.

He returned to his cave, collected his things, paid the rent, and then quit his job. He wanted to burn his boats.

It’s hard to persuade the damn ghost with kind words, but it has nothing to do with me. He watched Yingchuan leave and left not long after.

Yingchuan went there according to the news, but he met many people who were heading to the ancient battlefield like him.

Yingchuan knew that he had to survive this time, as this would be a Jindan-level war, far beyond any battlefield he had encountered before.

In the past, those who practiced Qi were cannon fodder, those who built foundation were soldiers, and those who practiced Golden Core were generals. This time, they were directly raised to a higher level, and those in the Qi training stage were not even qualified to go to the battlefield.

But this is also an advantage. Taking advantage of his insignificant cultivation level and picking up bargains, Lao Liu is his true nature.

Of course, there were also many people who came to build their foundation. Most of them had the same idea as Yingchuan, that is, to take advantage of the opportunity.

Yingchuan just stood there in the sea of people, inconspicuous.

Not long after, many monks arrived at the edge of the ancient battlefield together.

This is an area that is like a small world. The wind is howling, the air is filled with the smell of blood, smoke and dust cover the sky, and no grass grows. It feels like a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

Just by getting close to it, Yingchuan could feel a murderous intent, which shows how critical the battle situation was at that time.

Many monks entered together, and a loneliness and desolation even stronger than before came. The whole earth was scorched red, and there was lonely smoke in the desert.

The team of more than 10,000 people was divided into three teams and headed in different directions. Yingchuan was swept by the team and went in a straight line.

As he moved forward, Yingchuan saw a fossil of a human hand emerging from the ground. It was an eternal tragedy, the fall of a hero. Yingchuan couldn't help but think of this phrase.

There is not enough spiritual energy on the battlefield, and there is a smell of something else, which should be the other party in the battle.

As they continued to go deeper, the destruction on the battlefield became more severe and denser.

Suddenly, a huge palace ruins appeared in front of everyone. Through the ruins, Yingchuan could vaguely imagine how huge and magnificent the palace was in the past.

The other two teams arrived shortly afterwards.

Many monks entered together, and with a flash of white light, the internal environment was revealed to everyone, a giant underground maze.

Yingchuan subconsciously took out paper and pen, used his spiritual sense to detect, and drew the terrain he knew.

In order to find an opportunity, many monks entered together to find out what was going on.

Yingchuan was not sure whether the teleportation array was useful. Now he focused on drawing maps and looking for resources as a supplement. He would also take the initiative to attack when he saw treasures.

I don’t know what the maze is made of, and even the golden elixir can’t break it, so I can only search for it bit by bit.

The maze is very confusing, and so are people's hearts. Some people attack those around them in order to monopolize the opportunity.

Yingchuan planned to hide and get to know the place first to make it easier to operate. He hid his aura as that of the middle stage of foundation building.

Of course, there are also those who are not afraid of death. The two in the late foundation building stage think that Yingchuan is not a threat and plan to deal with him first.

But it was obvious that he had hit a wall. Before they could react, their heads were crushed. Yingchuan continued to do what he was doing.

He would not rush to the center of the maze. Generally speaking, the center of the maze was where the Jindan fought and it was the most dangerous place. He did not want to expose himself so quickly.

As for the opportunity, I will still grab it if I meet him.

Yingchuan continued to explore quietly in the maze, and from time to time he would meet some monks who were ready to fight to the death for some opportunity. He did not get close to them, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him.

After a while he drew the map of the outer layer, and now he could go to the inner layer without any worries.

Some opportunities in the outer layer are just to attract monks, while the real opportunities are in the inner layer, as are the dangers.

He transformed into two energies to be on the safe side and headed for the inner layer.

The spiritual energy became more dense, and at the same time there was a barely perceptible smell of blood, which showed how fierce the battle inside was, and also reflected from the side how precious the opportunity was. Even if one was not rare and faced the danger of having multiple Jindan or being chased by multiple Jindan, one had to get it.

His main theme has not changed: life comes first, opportunity comes second, and he still adopts a relatively stable approach.

He released one of the three ghosts of the Huang family, pretending to be a protector. A protector at the peak Jindan level was enough to save a lot of trouble and danger. After all, when taking action, one must not only consider the protector, but also the forces behind him. No one dares to offend a Yuanying level family.

Sure enough, some people who wanted to attack Yingchuan were afraid to take action.

Along the way, Yingchuan didn't encounter any opportunities. He didn't know whether it was because there were no opportunities at all or he came too late.

Yingchuan knew very well what he needed. Magical weapons and resources were secondary. What he really wanted was a chance or opportunity to help him form a pill. He also had a vague premonition that he would have a chance to form a pill this time.

As he continued to move forward, he would sense the fluctuations caused by the Jindan battle from time to time. Every time he avoided it. Even though he could suppress some Jindan early stage cultivators, he did not want to get involved.

He walked through most of the maze without gaining any opportunities. He had some ideas in his mind that this should not be the real interior of the palace and the real opportunities were not here.