Chapter Two Hundred and Twentieth: Cang Wen Sage Strikes, It's that Lunatic Man
Qingshuang Valley.
The Chu madman had collected all the medicinal materials needed to refine the Spirit Replenishing Pill in the valley, and only refining was left.
For this reason, he deliberately asked Sage Qingshuang to borrow the alchemy room.
Inside the alchemy room.
The madman Chu was concocting pills, and the fragrance of pills filled the air.
The Spirit Replenishing Pill he is refining now is a kind of holy pill, and there are only a handful of them that can be refined in the entire sky.
Anyway, in the past few thousand years, I haven't heard of anyone refining the holy pill.
Even if Chu Kuangren wanted to refine such a holy pill, it would take a lot of effort, and he had done a lot of preparations for this.
Looking at Chu Kuangren who was concocting alchemy, Sage Qingshuang showed a touch of admiration in his eyes, "What a brilliant technique."
Chu Kuangren's movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, and they are full of beauty.
Coupled with his extraordinary temperament and appearance, it seems that his alchemy is not as boring as other alchemists.
It's like admiring an art.
The so-called skills are close to the Tao, nothing more than that.
Looking at it, Sage Qingshuang was gradually attracted by Chu Kuangren's face, and thoughts began to come to his mind.
Her face turned slightly red, and she coughed twice after seeing the strange gaze cast by Lan Yu next to her, "Young Daoist Chu refining holy pills, it is not appropriate to be disturbed by outsiders, I will give some instructions, try not to let people approach."
"Then there is Saint Lao."
"Should be."
After Saint Qingshuang left the alchemy room, he breathed a sigh of relief at the door.
She couldn't help shaking her head and sighed, "What a monster, the Dao Heart that has been cultivated for thousands of years is actually a little messy."
Suddenly, she seemed to notice something, and went down the valley, frowning slightly, "This breath is a saint."
Her place is very clean. Except this time, a group of alchemists have been called to study the iron scroll of the alchemy book together. At other times, no one has come to visit. How can a saint suddenly come?
But she didn't care much, she just thought it was a saint who passed by and came to visit on purpose.
But soon, Sage Qingshuang didn't think so.
Above Qingshuang Valley, a terrifying coercion suddenly descended, making all the alchemists' faces change.
"This is sage coercion!"
"What's going on, how can there be a saint's coercion? Did someone annoy the saint?"
"Look, there's someone up there."
The alchemists reluctantly looked up and saw two people standing in the sky above the valley. This mighty coercion was emanating from one of them.
It was a middle-aged man in a gray robe with a tiger-backed waist.
There was another person beside the middle-aged man, but it was the Li Zongshi who had just left.
Seeing him, everyone guessed the identity of this saint.
"Such a domineering aura, could it be the Saint Race of Domineering Body."
"Master Li is also there. He is the royal alchemist of the Saint Clan of Tyrant Body. Nine times out of ten, that saint is also from Saint Race of Tyrant Body."
"Looking at this momentum, it seems that the visitor is not good."
"Yes, Master Li, what exactly do they want to do?"
"Stupid, I can't guess this. I guess Li Zongshi is eyeing the inheritance of the Dan Dao Grandmaster in the hands of the Qingshuang saint. He wants to use the hands of the hegemony saint to grab that inheritance."
"This, this is a bit shameless."
A group of alchemists were talking about each other.
At this moment, Sage Qingshuang came out from the depths of the valley, came to Sage Naba Ti, and said indifferently: "You have given me such a big dismount as soon as you came here, it's really majestic!"
"Cang Wen, the Saint Clan of Ba Ti, came here to exchange the inheritance of the Great Master of Pill Dao with Sage Qingshuang." Sage Cang Wen said lightly, then took out a Qiankun ring and threw it to Sage Qingshuang.
"Oh, exchange?"
"There are twenty quasi-holy medicines in this Qiankun ring, fifty million high-grade spirit stones, and twenty drops of heavenly spirit marrow. I don't know if it's enough?"
Cang asked the saint.
"I'm sorry, I haven't researched the inheritance of the great master of Dan Dao, so I can't give it to you." Saint Qingshuang threw back the Qiankun Ring.
"Saint Qingshuang, let me tell you the truth, we have to decide on the inheritance of the Grand Master of the Alchemy Dao, and we must take it away today."
"Oh, it seems that Master Li is of great significance to the Saint Clan of Tyrant Body Rope. He even made you use the Saint to snatch it for him."
Sage Qingshuang couldn't help but look at Master Li more than once.
When Li Zongshi heard this, his face showed pride.
tell you to leave me alone.
Now you know I'm great.
"Does it mean that if I don't pay, you have to do it." Saint Qingshuang said with a pretty face.
Sage Cang Wen pondered for a while, then said, "Yes!"
As soon as the words fell, an incomparably powerful sage Dao rhyme had locked the Qingshuang sage, ready to act at any time.
"Okay, what a Saint Clan that dominates the body. It really dominates the body. If others don't give it, they will grab it. You are really lawless!"
The Sage Qingshuang was extremely angry.
"In the Xuanwu domain, the Saints of the Tyrant Body are the law, and they are the sky!"
Cang Wen said arrogantly.
When this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.
Unexpectedly, Cang Wen sage would dare to say such a thing.
But thinking about it carefully, among the several saints in the Xuanwu domain, the hegemonic saints are the strongest, and the other party is really qualified to say so.
"It's not easy for you to cultivate to a sage, but it is better to hand over the great
Grandmaster inheritance, so as not to make mistakes. Cang Wen sage continued.
The Sage Qingshuang was extremely annoyed, "I want to see today, what can you do to me with the Sacred Body!"
"Hmph, asking for trouble!" The sage Cang Wen raised his hand, condensed the sage's rhyme, and turned the majestic spiritual power into a huge fist print!
This is the saint method of the hegemonic saints, Huanghuang Zhentianquan!
A punch is thrown, like a glorious sky!
Extremely domineering!
Seeing this, Sage Qingshuang raised his hand and slapped it.
The two Dao rhymes collided, and a roar erupted from the void!
The terrifying power shook the entire valley.
With this blow, the sage Qingshuang retreated several dozen feet, the sage's body was shaken a lot, and his face turned pale.
On the other hand, the sage Cang Wen stood proudly and imposingly like a rainbow.
"Sage Qingshuang, although you and I are both saints, my accumulation in this realm is much stronger than yours. I am only two or three steps away from the great saint, and you are at least five steps above."
Cang Wen said proudly.
Hearing this, although Saint Qingshuang was unwilling, she had no way to refute it. She did have a gap with the other party.
"Master Li, you dared the saint to snatch the inheritance of the great master, aren't you afraid of ridicule in the entire alchemy world?"
At this time, Gu Jiang stood up and said loudly.
He had just exchanged some alchemy with Saint Qingshuang, and it was considered a friendship. Seeing that the other party was being persecuted, he couldn't help but speak for the other party.
"Hmph, as long as you can become a great master of the Alchemy Dao, a sneer or two is nothing." Master Li said coldly.
"You, an alchemist, dare to stand up, you can be regarded as courageous, but the saint does not have the share of your words."
A cold light shot out from Saint Cang Wen's eyes, and a sage's rhyme fell on Gu Jiang, causing him to kneel on the ground.
"Stop, he is a member of Xuan Tianzong."
Sage Qingshuang suddenly shouted loudly.
The Cang Wen sage, who originally raised his hand and planned to solve Gu Jiang, heard the words of Xuan Tianzong, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"Xuan Tianzong... is the madman of Chu Kuangren."