Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

    Wanjian Mountain, Zhang Daoren who guarded the third questioning formation, had reached the peak of Nascent Soul a hundred years ago, and at this moment, his right hand could not stop trembling in front of an elixir.

    Although the surface of the medicine pill is not smooth and uneven, like a novice refining, but—

    Zhang Daoren lowered his eyes and looked at the little finger of his right hand that touched Dan.

    The old skin fades away, slowly revealing a new texture that has not seen the sun for a long time.

    Once the elixir is separated from the preserved jade, the medicinal power will be scattered and gradually lost.

    This time, nothing has changed significantly.

    In other words, the dim yellow spots on the back of his hands will be reduced by three or four in one breath!

    Zhang Daoren was stunned.

    What a Dan!

    Is it the legendary Yannian Dan? !

    That unworthy head, in order to exchange a sixth-grade Yannian Pill for the retreat master, he directly promised to let ten elite disciples go to Tianshengzong to work for ten years!

    At that time, he looked at it from a distance, and saw that the forbidden magic of the Four Paths of Spirit Transformation was sealed on the long warm jade box, and he could not see what was inside.

    I just heard that taking one can add two hundred years of life.

    Zhang Daoren held his breath, his hands trembled, holding the jasper bowl, with the momentum of thunder, he added thirteen seals of Yuanying peak, and added thirty defenses **** ban.

    After doing this, he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

    At least in a hundred years, he has not been so panic.

    […that medicinal pill, the people of Zhiqiongfeng said that when taking it, it should be on the surface of the medicinal pill, and a small mouth should be broken…]

    Zhang Daoren's eyelids jumped.

    How can there be such a longevity elixir in Zhi Qiongfeng?

    And this way of serving Dan, is it unique to Yannian Dan who fights against the sky?

    Zhang Daoren took a deep breath, and went to Qiongfeng to give him this as a gift?

    How old man Mu has taught his apprentice who can't settle accounts, this is worth far more than the blood fusion pill he gave.

    "I can't take it."

    Zhang Daoren stabilized his mind, thought for a while, and paced to the small jasper bowl with a complicated expression.

    Maybe this was left to him by the old man Mu, who was taken out by those juniors who were ignorant.

    He can't take other people's life-saving pills.

    Zhang Daoren cultivated for five hundred years, and his state of mind has long been sharpened into a sword, firm and indestructible.

    Decided to give it back to Qiongfeng, he quickly recovered, turned back to this magical elixir, and wanted to see the rare appearance of this Yannian Pill again, but when he looked down, But heyed.

    "This is Sanpindan?"

    He thought it was made by a thousand-year-old spiritual material, and he didn't dare to take it for himself.

    But now the sea of ​​consciousness is calm, and he immediately perceives that the spiritual energy and medicinal power in this bowl are at most a hundred years old.

    It turned out to be the third grade.

    Then he was too embarrassed to accept it.

    But Zhang Daoren was even more surprised, "How can the third-grade elixir have the effect of increasing longevity?"

    Which alchemy master did this for free?

    "I want to bathe and change clothes, I can only take it when I find a good day!"

    Zhang Daoren immediately said solemnly.

    But instead, he lowered his head, slapped the forty-three prohibitions and seals on the small jasper bowl with one palm, directly squeezed the medicinal pill, and ejected it into the mouth.

    Sorry, I can't wait so long!

     Eat now!

    Zhang Daoren took a bite into his mouth, slapped the chess table, and sat down to refine it on the spot.

    But as soon as he swallowed it, people were shocked.

    The third disciple said, you have to poke a hole and inhale carefully, otherwise you will burn your mouth...

    Zhang Daoren was in a hurry, and he forgot all about it. When he thinks about it again, he is in a dilemma.

    Stop, stop, the old man is at the peak of Yuan Ying, still afraid of a little one getting hot?

    It is impossible to spit out anyway.

    Otherwise, the third-grade medicinal pill loses its potency, and every penny lost will be his life essence!

    Zhang Daoren immediately bit open to speed up the absorption of the medicinal power.

      The thing of Hewu stretched out in his mouth, and the Nascent Soul, who was full of dead energy in his dantian, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

    Not hot?

    When Daoren Zhang was amazed and puzzled, the sweet and smooth taste of this medicinal pill suddenly popped out a little bit of acrid bouncing, like a fire thunderball, bursting with anger and heat, making him Dantian Yuanying suddenly jolted.

    Soon, Daoren Zhang raised his head and let out a breath of hot air.

    This monster seems to have completely absorbed the essence of the spirit grass in the alchemy furnace, but it was burned by the alchemist's spirit fire. The essence of the spirit grass is completely locked in it!

    Now swallowing, this blood is completely integrated into his body.

    With the overflowing spicyness, it penetrated into his muscles and tendons and sank into his dantian.

    Zhang Daoren was intoxicated and closed his eyes calmly.

    I saw his reduced version of Nascent Soul in his body. He was sitting cross-legged on his dantian, wearing the same robe and holding a small sword, but Nascent Soul was full of death. Gas, almost invisible face.

    However, the vigorous scarlet medicinal power immediately surrounded the Nascent Soul.

    "This!"

    This small three-grade pill, after taking it, actually gave him two years of life in one breath? !

    Zhang Daoren opened his eyes in shock.

    Sixth Grade Longevity Pill, which can increase the lifespan by two hundred years.

    These three-grade enchanting pills, taking one hundred pills, are not as effective as sixth-grade pills? Simply sensational.

    If you can live, who will want to die.

    He also thought, he will not stop until he ascends!

    Zhang Daoren's spiritual energy fluctuated, and he couldn't restrain himself.

    But when I was excited, I heard a noise outside.

    "Sister, I want to find Senior Brother Xiquan."

    "Who are you? He is already cultivating, and the room is restricted, so I can't even enter."

    "This... I'm Yu Dong, who ranks fifth in Zhi Qiong Peak. I wonder if he has given the Four God Liver Pill to his master?"

    Give it.

    The old man has taken it.

    The taste is very good and the effect is excellent.

    Zhang Daoren's face was full of spring breeze, and his originally sharp features like swords overflowed with the kindness of an old man.

    It turns out that this amazing pill is called the Four God Liver Pill.

    Zhang Daoren strokes his beard, this name is quite appropriate.

     Immediately he flipped his sleeves and opened the room.

    On Wanjian Mountain, all the Wenxin sword formations have been closed in the past few days.

    But even so, when Yu Dong walked through the great formation and walked to the door of Wanjianshan Elder's Home, his back was completely wet, and the Qiankun ruler lost its precious light.

    "Little Shu'er, how can you neglect the guests? Why don't you invite a little friend to come in and sit?"

    Yu Dong and Wan Jianshan's senior sister Yun Shu, who were talking outside the hospital, were all stunned.

    They turned their heads and saw that Zhang Daoren had completely restrained the domineering aura of the peak of Nascent Soul. At this moment, he was smiling and looked at Yu Dong kindly, even more pleasant than his master Mu Daoren looked at him.

    Yu Dong: "?"

    Little friends?

    Who is it called... It's not his foundation, right?

    Zhang Daoren waved his hand and let Yun Shu go to practice first, then turned to look at Yu Dong with a smile.

    "A disciple of Zhiqiong? I have already taken the pills you gave, and my lifespan will last for two years. I am very grateful."

    Yu Dong:

    What?

    I have taken it!

    This pill prolongs life...?

    He was dumbfounded, unable to react for a long time.

    "Hey, the blood melting pill and trauma medicine that the old man gave to Yan Yan is less than one-tenth of your four gods' liver pills. The old man owes you a lot of favor."

    In front of the meditation house.

    Wei Zhao was sitting in a wheelchair and looked at the disciple in surprise, "This senior, why did the Meditation Institute suddenly want Yuan Ying to protect the Dharma? I have never heard of it."

    "Hey, do you want us to send someone to your peak to give notice? Meditation takes out the spiritual power, a little careless, the sea of ​​consciousness is severely damaged, our meditation institute has no manpower, so much for you Humans protect the Dharma." The disciple guarding the entrance held the knife and snorted.

    Meditation Academy, like Bidou Tower and Wanjian Valley, is independent of the 108 peaks and does not obey the command of any peak master.

    The elders and disciples who guard these places have always been rebellious.

    Wei Zhao's face sank, "We have come here for enlightenment, and we haven't encountered any danger. Besides, isn't there a guarding elder in the hospital? Isn't the peak master unable to rest every day?"

    He was talking when he heard a burst of laughter.

    Nearly 100 people came with a mighty sword, headed by the jade crown Chen Shuxin, leading the other disciples of the third and second awe-inspiring peak.

    The guard disciple of the meditation house immediately smiled and nodded, "You finally arrived, come in, I have reserved your old place for you."

    Hang Wan'er hated Jianxiu the most, and she was even more disgusted when she saw this situation, "their peak master didn't come in person, why can they enter? You still reserve a place for him?"

    Chen Shuxin smiled but did not answer.

    But the guard disciple of the Meditation Institute snorted, "Junior Brother Chen's master, in the late Nascent Soul, if he has an accident, the master can come here when he shrinks into an inch, how about you? You master, I'm afraid I will wait. I can't wait for ten days and ten nights!"

    "If you also have Nascent Soul's late stage care, I will reserve a place for you next time." After that, he slammed the wooden door and dropped the restraint.

    Hang Wan'er took two steps forward in anger, and patted the closed tiger ring gate of the meditation house, "Master won't return for a day, can't we all cultivate—"

    "Seventh Senior Sister!"

    "Sister!"

    The door of the meditation courtyard reopened, and the disciple just now snorted, "I told you, I won't let you go without Nascent Soul. No matter how noisy, don't want to enter in the future!"

    Just as they were about to close the door again, a domineering aura swept the heaven and earth aura, tearing apart the sky above the meditation house.

    "Nuan Ying? This old man is alright!"

    The gatekeeper disciple immediately turned as white as a sheet of paper, looking at the sky in horror.

    "Elder Wanjian Mountain?" Yuanying peak!

    Yiying at Qiongfeng had already raised his head anxiously, looking at Hang Waner who flew out backwards, Yan Yan hurriedly took his sword and tried to catch her, but he still couldn't catch up, seeing that she was about to hit the mountain behind him—

    Saw a sword mark was suddenly torn in the sky, a robe sleeve stretched out, fluttering, a cloud of sword qi formed a cloud, stably caught Hang Waner who was flying upside down in the air, It hasn't hurt her in the slightest.

    Hang Wan'er was quickly swept up by the gentle sword energy and fell back to the crowd in Qiongfeng, looking up at the floating sleeve in the air in fear.

    Yan Yan also stopped Yu Jian's castration and watched in shock as the floating sword mark gradually expanded, and then an old figure he was familiar with stepped out of the sword mark.

    The Nascent Soul elder, who was always drowsy outside of the questioning formation, looked at him with a smile in his eyes at this moment.

    "Yan Yan, um, your qi and blood have recovered, very good. Your mood is unstable, as long as you have a few meditations in the meditation house, you can hope to be stable." Zhang Daoren said kindly.

    Yan Yan was stunned.

    To Qiongfeng everyone was surprised.

    Su Yu raised his eyebrows, looked up and saw Yu Dong, who followed Zhang Dao's body, hurriedly stepped out of the sword mark, and his head was covered in sweat.

    "Bang-"

    They were thinking about what was going on, when they saw the arrogant guard disciple of the Meditation Academy, being instantly suppressed by a sword energy, and suddenly the big sword in his hand fell to the ground!

    He looked at the old man in the sky, "Elder Zhang, why are you here?"

    Zhang Daoren took a few steps on the sword energy and descended to the entrance of the Pine Garden of the Meditation Academy, without turning his eyelids to him, he walked directly to Su Yu and the others.

    "I have nothing to do, I will protect the Dharma for you today."

    Yan Yan:

    Everyone:

    The disciples of the meditation house were shocked.

    The elders of Wanjian Mountain, ranked by strength.

    Elder Zhang, ranked sixth in strength, the pinnacle of Nascent Soul. On top of him, there are five senior brothers and sisters who are at the peak of Nascent Soul and who are more powerful than him.

    In the past 100 years, they have been estranged from other peaks, completely independent, and only obeyed the command of the head and the precepts.

    Similar to their meditation house, no, their status is even more superior than the meditation house, because their eight Jianshan Nascent Souls are powerful and form one body—

      .

    "Could it be that we have to wait for this kid Rong Qianqiu to come out to pick him up in person!"

    Rong—

    Everyone gasped.

    The chief elder stationed in the meditation house, Rong Qianqiu, is also Nascent Soul. But in Zhang Daoren's mouth, it is a kid.

    The guardian disciple immediately opened the door with a trembling.

    "Zhi Qiongfeng, third-class, mysterious room—"

    Before he finished speaking, the mustard bag around his waist was blown away by a sword.

    The golden yew plaque in it floated up and flew into Zhang Daoren's hands.

    "Senior must not—" The guard disciple was shocked.

    But Zhang Daoren didn't seem to hear it, he held the wooden plaque engraved with the word "Heaven" in his hand, looked at it, and nodded slightly, "I think this one is still enough."

    After all, he gently handed it to Su Yu, who was at the head of Qiong Peak, under the watchful eyes of the public.

    "Nephew, don't be afraid."

    Everyone in Qiongfeng stood there, and Yan Yan looked at Su Yu in astonishment.

    Nephew?

    Who?

    When did they have such a relationship with Elder Wanjianshan?

    "You just focus on comprehending."

    Zhang Daoren laughed and turned to look at the disciple of the meditation house, his eyelids drooping down.

    "What is the problem with the Meditation Institute, let Rong Qianqiu come to the old man in person. The old man also wants to know, what is the rule for the disciples to bring their own Yuanying master to protect the law when they come to the Meditation Institute. Today Since the old man is here to protect it, it is naturally a famous room. Or, do you think the old man is not worthy?"

    After saying that, Zhang Daoren floated his sword energy in the air and crossed his knees above the meditation courtyard.

    I really protect the law outside.

    "What's the matter, Senior Sister? Could it be that you are the niece of Elder Zhang who lives abroad?"

    To Qiong Peak, a group of people walked into the open main door of the meditation house.

    Hang Wan'er couldn't help lowering her voice and glanced at the sixteenth junior brother, "Don't talk nonsense, the elder is five hundred years old, at least the senior sister's grandfather Zeng's Zeng..."

    She twisted her fingers, dizzying herself.

    Su Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, and handed over the gilded wooden plaque with the three characters 'Tianzifang' engraved in his hand to Wei Zhao.

    Then, she looked at the dazed Old Wu Yudong.

    "Speak, what's going on."

    Only then did everyone wake up. He went to Wanjian Mountain and brought Elder Zhang with him.

    Didn't he change the medicine?

    But in the eyes of Yu Dong's pair of peach blossoms, three points of surprise, three points of shock, and three points of disbelief, and then mixed with a trace of shame, looked at Su Yu who was standing with his hands behind his back.

    “I… can’t get it back.”

    He took a deep breath, as if the next words were difficult to say.

    "Senior brother, what are you afraid of? Second senior sister is not so unreasonable." Hang Wan'er urged impatiently.

    "Yes, say it quickly, fifth senior brother, second senior sister will not eat you."

    Yu Dong gritted his teeth and closed his eyes halfway before he uttered words like a sword.

     "Elder Zhang took the Four God Liver Pill!"

    "Elder Zhang's life span has been extended by two years!"

     "Elder Zhang said he owes us a great debt to Qiongfeng!"

    "!"

    Sentence, word by word, piercing the sea of ​​knowledge.

    After entering the gate of the meditation courtyard, there are three stone stairs leading to the underground, which are the different entrances of the Tianzi, Dizi, and Xuanzi rooms.

    But at this moment, all the juniors, brothers and sisters, standing in front of this dark stone staircase - all took a breath and looked at the slender figure in front!

    Extend… life?

    Great... kindness?

    The meditation house is too dark, and when they step in, it is like a dream.

    "Second Senior Sister, the Four Divine Pills," Wei Zhao was shocked, and was the closest to Su Yu, "Is it one of the three that you refined for Sixth Junior Brother in Dabi just now?"

    Yan Yan was shocked and looked at Su Yu.

    In order to replenish his qi and blood, she even developed a pill to increase his lifespan? Are you afraid that he will die just now?

    "Second Senior Sister, after you go out, do you want to make a few more for Elder Zhang?" Wei Zhao asked carefully.

    Thanks to the lack of light, everyone couldn't see Master Su's expression.

    She stood with her hands behind her back, turned thirty degrees to the right of the first stone staircase, raised her chin, and barely managed to hold back the stiffness at the corners of her mouth.

    Who would have thought that expression management would be so difficult in the world of immortals.

    Increase life...

    Hey, Master Su worked so hard every day, and was shocked by himself every day.

    Su Yu resisted the waves in his heart and nodded lightly, "Everyone who comes is a guest, how can there be any reason to drive them out?"

    Wei Zhao nodded solemnly.

    If Elder Yuanying opens his mouth, they will not dare to refuse.

    But soon I heard Su Yu sigh.

    "Hey, if you don't hurry up and cultivate, senior sister and my ascension will only depend on my old friends at the peak of Nascent Soul."

    "Brother Liu, why do you look so ugly?"

    Chen Shuxin walked out of the most spacious and comfortable room of the Xuanzi, with a smile on his face, and saw the pale face of the guard disciple of the Meditation Institute.

    "Could it be that Qiongfeng refused to accept the discipline and hurt you?"

    The guard disciple opened his mouth and closed it tightly.

    The elder of the Asking Heart Sword Formation is still guarding outside.

    If Yuan Ying Peak wanted to explore the interior of the Meditation Institute, he would not be able to resist a single golden pill, and he would listen to all the conversations.

    "It's nothing, Brother Chen, you should step up your cultivation."

    Chen Shuxin frowned and was about to speak, when he heard a beaming noise from the ground.

    "Wow, this is the Tianzi Room? It is three times wider than the Xuanzi, and there is even a jade bed that can restore consciousness!"

    "Senior sister, look, there is also a spirit tea box! A bag of spirit tea leaves at the exchange office costs five hundred spirit stones..."

    "This meditation futon is the silk spun by a first-grade silkworm? It's warm in winter and cool in summer."

    Chen Shuxin raised his eyebrows with a hint of envy on his face, but was puzzled, "Which first-class peak came to investigate today?"

    But before the guard disciple could answer, he heard a somewhat calm voice of a male cultivator.

    "Senior brothers and sisters, hurry up and cultivate, don't waste the efforts of the second senior sister."

    Chen Shuxin's expression changed.

    This tone is a bit like Xiao Muge's junior brother, Wei Zhao.

    In the ring competition that year, it was Xiao Muge who took this junior brother and defeated him with one sword, which became a great shame for him for the past ten years.

    "Zhi Qiong Peak? How did they come in, Brother Liu, didn't you forbid them from entering? How can they enter the Tianzi Room only on the first-class peak?"

    The guard disciple was pale, almost scared to death.

    When he thought that he might be heard by Zhang Daoren, before the sword could be seen, the sword energy could already destroy him, and he couldn't help trembling.

    "Brother Chen is going to talk nonsense!"

    "?"

    "I acted impartially and put the third class to Qiongfeng to enter the meditation courtyard. According to the rules, they have fifteen days for enlightenment. What's wrong?"

    "Tianzifang has not been entered by disciples for a long time, and it happens that a wave of disciples' spiritual energy is needed to maintain the formation. It happened to arrive at Qiongfeng, so I naturally want them to enter. Brother Chen, don't you know, we meditate Has the hospital always operated like this?"

    Chen Shuxin Junrong was stunned and almost laughed.

    It's just nonsense, what benefit did Zhi Qiongfeng give him? !

    Three floors underground, in a spacious sky-shaped room like a five-star restaurant lobby.

    Su Yu sat at the stone table, admiring the night pearls on the four walls that were the size of pigeon eggs, in a very good mood.

    But when her eyes moved to the spirit tea, which was plentiful but took too long to brew, she couldn't help frowning.

    She stretched out her hand and opened the jade box containing the emerald green leaves on the table.

    Close your eyes and sniff.

    The leaves are small, green in color, fragrant but elegant.

    It is top quality.

    This made Master Su feel itchy and thought of a delicious dish.