This journey to the west is terrible

There was a loud noise behind him, and it turned out that the beast of disaster had rushed over.

Without the slightest hesitation, the few surviving people began to perform the technique of blood escape, burning their own essence and blood to escape.

However, the king of inspiration and the beast of disaster did not intend to let them go at all, and continued to chase after them.

From time to time, screams sounded beside me, and the number of surviving people was getting smaller and smaller. This kind of imaginary phenomenon tortured the hearts of the few surviving people all the time.

Under such pressure, someone finally couldn't bear it and collapsed. A disciple of the Blood Clothes Sect roared and rushed towards the King of Inspiration and the Beast of Calamity, and blew himself up.

Violent shock waves swept all around, but it had no effect on these two people, the difference in strength was too great.

When the remaining three people set foot on the land illuminated by Buddha's light, they couldn't help shedding tears. The experience of escaping death made them feel the preciousness of life.

The beast of calamity and the king of inspiration looked at the three people who had fled into the Buddha's light, and stopped their pursuit. They looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and chose to retreat rationally. Even if you have a full meal, you can last for many days.

Watching the two nightmare-like figures recede, the three of them could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and collapsed in the void.

A grand Zen singing came from their ears, which attracted the attention of the three of them. The sound seemed to have a special power, which made them want to get closer involuntarily.

The three couldn't help but walk to the center of the Buddha's land, and saw the majestic Buddha. Under the light of the Buddha, the three of them suddenly felt that they had committed a lot of sins all their lives, and they could only atone for their sins by sitting down and praying sincerely to the Buddha.

In just a few breaths, the three disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect, who had sinned so deeply and killed people like hemp, suddenly turned into the most loyal followers of the Buddha. They sat down cross-legged on the Buddha and began to recite scriptures. Their expressions were exactly the same as those around them.

Outside the glazed pagoda, the two lucky survivors looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

The Bloody Clothes Scholar, who was aggressive just now, disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if he had never existed in this world.

The little junior even opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to swallow a salted duck egg raw.

Senior Sister Zhao was the first to react, and she solemnly saluted Lin Fang and said, "Thank you for saving my life, senior!"

Lin Fang looked at the two people in front of him, thought for a moment, and then said, "So it's you, the number of people has changed so much that I didn't even recognize them."

The last time it was just a one-sided relationship. At that time, there was a large group of people from the Qinglian Sword Sect, but now there are only these two people left. It is really unpredictable.

Lin Fang's words hit the pain points of the two of them, and when they thought of the elder brother who was willing to sacrifice to protect them, the two of them looked sad.

"What do you plan to do next?"

"I don't have any plans, just wait for the elders in the sect to come and tell them the whole story. Our Qinglian Sword Sect must avenge this bloody enmity." Senior Sister Zhao gritted her teeth, her icy face full of fear.

"Why don't you explore this ruin with me, there are some things that I need your help with."

The two suddenly raised their heads in surprise. After all, this mysterious senior's strength is unfathomable, and his supernatural powers are even more frightening. The two of them have low cultivation bases, and they don't know what this senior needs their help.

Lin Fang said calmly: "It's nothing, but I can't name many ingredients and medicines. You should know more about them from famous families. Don't worry, I will reward you."

Senior Sister Zhao quickly said: "Senior has saved our lives, so don't talk about remuneration, we must know everything."

"Haha, come with me!"

After speaking, Lin Yiyi led the two of them into the attic. As soon as they entered, there was a strange fragrance. It was the fragrance of medicinal herbs. Even after such a long time, it was still so strong. How precious is the elixir.

The two looked around curiously, and saw a huge alchemy stove in the center, with two futons in front, and tall wooden cabinets with complicated runes carved on them.

There are small drawers on the cabinet, each of which should contain pills.

Junior Brother Xiang curiously opened one of the cabinets, and a fresh fragrance wafted out, but the medicine inside had disappeared.

"It must have been too long, and the pill has dissipated." Senior Sister Zhao said with a sigh. She also smelled the fragrance just now, but just a trace of breath made her magic power a little faster. It is conceivable that the pill in the drawer How precious are medicines.

It's a pity that no matter how precious things are, they can't match the power of time. In the long years, even with the protection of the magic circle, most of the elixirs have still dissipated in the air.

Lin Fang smiled and opened a drawer and asked the two of them, "Take a look at what kind of elixir this is?"

The two stepped forward, and they saw a pill lying quietly in the drawer, exuding a delicate fragrance. Although the pill was much smaller in size, it was still preserved after all.

Senior Sister Zhao sniffed the elixir carefully, observed it again, and said, "If I'm not wrong, this should be the famous Qingling Pill at that time. It has been lost for many years, but I didn’t expect that there is still one left here.”

After that, I saw several kinds of elixirs one after another, all of which were extremely precious, and many of them had disappeared in the practice world.

However, most of the elixirs among them are not of much use to Lin Fang. In terms of realm, he has already surpassed those so-called ascended people, so many elixirs that are beneficial to practitioners are just a taste for him. .

What Lin Fang valued was the wisdom of the alchemists behind these elixirs. He learned a lot of alchemy techniques from Ling Xuzi, and also tried to figure out Laojun's art of refining weapons. He had eaten golden elixirs, and his accumulation was enough.

By learning these elixirs, he can figure out the context of alchemy. From then on, his journey will be smooth, and he may become a master of alchemy in a few years.

So although he didn't gain much, he listened with gusto and sighed in his heart: "You really shouldn't underestimate the wisdom of the predecessors. Although the path of practice has been tampered with, the fire of wisdom burst out by human beings is still shocking."

Putting the rest of the elixir into his bosom, Lin Fang looked at the elixir furnace that was quietly placed in the center.

"Senior, I have seen this alchemy furnace in a book in the door. It should be the legendary Nine Qi Xuanhuang Furnace. It was the first treasure furnace for alchemy at that time. It can enhance the medicinal properties of pills by nearly [-]%. A rare treasure." Junior brother Xiang has always liked to read miscellaneous books, so he recognized this stove.