I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

When Han Yi used his swordsmanship to make the Qixing Kunwu sword penetrate into the stone of Jianshan.

On Jian Mountain, in front of the thatched cottage in another direction, an old man sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with his eyes closed and without a trace of breath, opened his eyes.

The old man was wearing linen clothes and looked like an ordinary mortal. However, his eyes seemed to have endless images, constantly interpreting them. These images were all related to the sword.

Sword, swordsmanship, swordsman, sword moves, sword techniques, sword seals, sword power, swordsmanship...

Just for a moment.

All the images of the sword disappeared. The old man sitting cross-legged frowned slightly, feeling confused.

"The Chixiao Immortal Sword moves strangely, why is this?"

The old man's spiritual consciousness spread out silently, sweeping across the thatched house, sweeping through the fairy mountain, sweeping across Han Yi and Ding Jiansheng who were sitting cross-legged, sweeping to the entire mountain gate, and then spread to the entire Chixiao Mountain Range. Finally, again It quickly converged back and landed on Han Yi and Ding Jiansheng who were on opposite sides of the fairy mountain.

"Strange, the strange movement has disappeared again?"

"Could it be these two little guys that caused the fairy sword to move strangely?"

The old man's spiritual consciousness stayed on Han Yi and Ding Jiansheng for three breaths. During these three breaths, even the ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun could not escape the detection of his spiritual consciousness.

When his consciousness swept over Han Yi, the black beads in Han Yi's consciousness sea space shook slightly, and they looked normal. However, what the old man's consciousness saw in Han Yi's consciousness sea space was... There are no black beads.

"The Divine Soul is a first-class Immortal Foundation, not bad at all."

There was not even a trace of surprise on the old man's face. For him, the first-class immortal base could not even make him show a trace of surprise. He could only get a "not bad" evaluation. Apart from that, there was nothing else about Han Yi. Something else for him to evaluate.

As for Ding Jiansheng, the sword intent on his body is very familiar. He is a disciple of the Sword Sect.

After a while.

He withdrew his consciousness, which penetrated under the sword mountain and touched a huge and magnificent will, but that will, like the past countless years, showed no response.

An investigation yielded no results.

He had no choice but to retract his consciousness angrily, use him as the source again, and scan the Chixiao Mountain Range over and over again, trying to find out the source of the strange movement in Jianshan Mountain.

the other side.

Han Yi didn't know that there was a terrifying monk who had just explored most of his secrets and was still paying attention.

It took him a whole day to realize it. On this day, he was not pretending, but really comprehending the strange swordsmanship [Sword World] he had just acquired.

Nine sword techniques with different attributes structure the sword world and give birth to the origin of the sword...

The things in this were really too profound and terrifying, which made him understand a lot.

after one day.

Han Yi opened his eyes and saw Ding Jiansheng ten meters away, with a happy face and a faint sword intent. This was a sign that a breakthrough was imminent.

"Fellow Daoist Han, can you complete your understanding?"

Han Yi heard Ding Jiansheng's urgency and understood that Ding Jiansheng wanted to go down the mountain to digest the opportunity given by Jianshan this time and not let his insights pass away, so he nodded.

"Fellow Daoist Ding, let's go. Let's go down the mountain. You can go to retreat by yourself, and I can leave by myself."

"We monks don't need to be so pretentious, please."

Han Yi's meaning couldn't be more obvious. If you understand, go to retreat as soon as possible. I'll just go by myself. Don't worry about the details.

Above the Sword Mountain, flying is prohibited.

Ding Jiansheng bowed his hands towards Han Yi and took the lead to walk down. He walked very fast. When they went up the mountain, the two of them walked for a quarter of an hour. Now when they came down the mountain, they reached the foot of the mountain in less than half a minute.

Then, Ding Jiansheng couldn't wait to get up with his sword and turned towards the fairy peak where the true disciples of the Red Sky Sword Sect lived. A voice came from afar.

"When Ding comes out of confinement, I will thank fellow Taoist Han properly."

Han Yi cupped his hands in the air: "Then I would like to congratulate fellow Daoist Ding on his great improvement in cultivation and sword power. I am waiting for good news in Xuandan Sect."

See Ding Jiansheng walking away.

Han Yi stood up with his sword, identified the direction, and flew directly out of the Chixiao Mountains. Then, he released the immortal boat and headed eastward.

After fleeing for thirty kilometers, he arrived at this section of the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain Range. After fleeing, he found a ninth-level monster. After knocking the monster unconscious, he used covert means to remove the black box marked by the Wenxiang Sect. , put it into the body of the monster, use medicine powder to heal its wounds, and then wake up the monster.

Then, he killed other nearby monsters with one sword, causing the ninth-level monster to tremble in fear and flee deeper into the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain Range.

"In this way, if someone uses this black box as a mark and comes to look for me again, they will step into the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, at least for a while."

Han Yi originally wanted to use this black box to design a trap to lure the leader of Wenxiang Sect into an urn, but then he thought that if a giant crocodile came, he might be eaten by him.

For the sake of safety, it is better to choose a safer way to lure away any possible pursuers.

then.

Han Yi stood up with his sword, used the art of disguise to change his breath and appearance, changed his robes, and transformed into a late-stage Qi-training disciple he had seen in the Scarlet Sky Sword Sect. In terms of realm, he was an eighth-level Qi-training disciple. In terms of appearance, although he has temperament, he is not too outstanding, just ordinary.

He was holding a long sword in the storage bag of the third elder of the Ao family in the Tiannan Immortal City of Great Qin who had been killed in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range.

This is a high-grade magic weapon named Mingguang.

For Han Yi today, it is naturally useless, but for an eighth-level Qi training disciple of the Chixiao Sword Sect, it is standard equipment.

This time.

Han Yi made the most thorough disguise from beginning to end.

After releasing the fairy boat and riding on it, it took a day and a half to return to the Yuanlao Mountains.

Still ten kilometers away from the Yuanlao Mountains, Han Yi put away his immortal boat and carried the Mingguang Sword on his back.

Then, he performed the light-body technique and headed to the Yuanlao Mountains. Of course, the light-body technique he performed was also a light-body technique that matched the eighth level of Qi training, and was not that shocking.

A quarter of an hour later.

Set foot in the Yuanlao Mountains. However, the location of the Yuanlao Mountains this time is naturally different from the last time.

actually.

Han Yi had not yet thought about bypassing Yuanlaoshan Mountain and returning to Xuandan Sect.

But after careful consideration, he returned to the Yuanlao Mountains. His search could not end without success. This was also a confession to himself. He needed an answer.

A real man has his own code of conduct, what he does and what he doesn't do.

Moreover, this time he was well prepared and absolutely no one would know his identity.

Very stable.

really.

This time, Han Yi was never pursued again, but due to his role play, his speed slowed down. It took him more than two months to search Yuanlaoshan Mountain.

During this period, he also encountered Jie Xiu, but he was always able to luckily kill the enemy in crisis and escape.

Two months later.

Han Yi stood on the edge of a cliff deep in Yuanlao Mountain. He raised his head and looked at the broken and broken aura in mid-air, and the spiritual light scattered in all directions, but his heart was not at peace.

Yan Ru's soul tablet left in the sect was not broken, proving that she was not dead.

But she can't be found in Yuanlao Mountain, so the biggest possibility is that she entered the space crack.

This guess made Han Yi shake his head.

This is impossible. Even the powerful God Transformer would be in danger of death if he stepped into the rift in space, not to mention that Yan Ru was only a late-stage qi-training monk.

Han Yi withdrew his gaze and erased this possibility from his mind.

His heart suddenly moved.

No.

In addition to this possibility, there is a second possibility, that is, Yan Ru may have died, but her soul has been retained. She may have been taken away by someone, or she may have escaped into a new body and used the power to seize her body. The secret technique of giving up may also be transformed into the soul of some magic weapons.

However, Yan Ru is only in the realm of Qi training, and can perform the secret technique of body seizing. At least a foundation-building monk can succeed. This possibility is not high. The possibility of being detained or becoming a weapon soul is the highest possibility.

In this case, it is a phenomenon of body death and soul rebirth, and the sect's soul card will not be broken.

Compared to Yan Ru stepping into the space crack, Han Yi felt that the possibility of her body dying and soul surviving was higher.

and.

In this case, he used Yan Ru's blood as a guide and used Yi Yao's secret technique. The location he finally found was the place where Yan Ru died, not the place where her soul was.

This can also explain why Yi Yao's secret technique pointed to Yuanlaoshan, but Han Yi couldn't find the reason why the soul tablet he placed in the sect was still unbroken.

Moreover, the monk who might have killed him had already left Yuanlao Mountain with her soul.

Judging from Han Yi's search and information, this is the most likely possibility.

There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, but for a moment, the murderous intent was deeply hidden and did not appear.

After a while.

He sighed heavily.

Even if he were lucky enough to encounter her soul, he would never be able to save it. He could only send it into reincarnation, or become a weapon spirit, or become a ghost cultivator.

in.

In the environment of Yuheng Realm, it is impossible for ghost cultivators to basically disappear.

this moment.

Han Yi had thousands of thoughts and complicated emotions, and suddenly felt lonely. Yanru was the first female cultivator he wanted to become a Taoist companion, but he didn't grasp it. After experiencing many things, he wanted to find her. But now this happened.

In the dark, God's will is unpredictable.

After a while.

Han Yi gathered his emotions and fled outside Yuanlao Mountain.

Although this trip was fruitless, he already had a guess. It would be futile to continue searching, so he had to call it a day.

but.

Just when he turned around and was about to leave this cliff, he suddenly raised his head

Just at this time.

Above the cliff, the fragmented fan-shaped spiritual light suddenly vibrated.

In just an instant, the spiritual light flourished, and a huge gap suddenly opened in the entire sky. This gap was like a zipper, directly opening a huge gap above Yuanlao Mountain.

Spiritual light filled the sky, pouring out from the cracks, setting off a spiritual frenzy, as if a sixth-level spiritual vein was shattered, and violent spiritual energy emerged in all directions.

A huge piece of debris fell from the crack.

This fragment is a huge fragment composed of many ancient palaces, mountains, fairy peaks, and stone statues. According to Han Yi's visual inspection, it is much larger than the entire Xuandan Sect.

No.

Rather than describing it as fragments, it is more appropriate to describe it as a small piece of broken mountain range.

"This is……"

"Fragments of Holy Land?"

A trace of horror flashed in Han Yi's eyes.

Fragments?

Is this riding horse called fragments?

At the same time, a terrifying power emitted from the cracks. Under the unconscious radiation of this power, Han Yi was immediately pressed to the ground.

The power is extremely powerful, as if there is really an immortal casting his gaze in this direction.

But there was no malicious intent in this look. Although it made Han Yi unable to stand up, it did no harm to him.

The fragments of the Holy Land are about to fall.

Han Yi was horrified. If the fragments were pressed down, he would become the first first-class immortal monk to be stoned to death in the Yuheng world, no, even in the world of immortality.

Right now.

Rumble.

The cliff at the foot suddenly shook, as if there was an invisible force pushing the cliff and nearby mountains further to the outside. A huge space instantly opened up where the fragments of the Holy Land fell.

This space is exactly the same size as the fragments of the Holy Land that are about to fall.

The fragments completely left the crack in the sky, and the crack closed instantly, and the power that pressed on Han Yi dissipated instantly.

Han Yi stood up, his face extremely horrified, but his past experience made him not panic, but took the lead in making the most correct response.

The body retreated violently, and the Light Body Technique was used with all its strength. This time, naturally there was no spare energy left, and when he stretched his hands, there were two dark shields protecting him in front of him.

When the shield of wind and fire took shape, it was when the fragments of the holy land fell down and embedded in the space below.

There was a momentary pause.

then.

It was an earth-shattering vibration.

The terrifying power was completely transmitted, erupting in all directions. Broken cliffs, abandoned statues, and collapsed palace fragments rolled outward like a frenzied tide.

natural disaster.

A true natural disaster.

Han Yi only felt as if he had returned to the land of mortals, riding a small boat and sailing in the stormy ocean. The waves were turbulent and furious. Although he tried his best to maintain it, the boat might capsize at any time.

At this moment, all the magic weapons are useless, because this natural disaster is all-round and continuous. He just keeps opening the shield, then opening the shield, and then opening the shield.

The shield of wind and fire, which was formed by the fusion of two liver-to-return-to-nature defensive spells, was constantly broken, then broken, and then broken again in the face of natural disasters.

Under such a natural disaster, time becomes extremely long.

Less than a minute passed, but Han Yi seemed to feel that more than half an hour had passed.

When he put one hand on the ground and pressed forward with the other hand, he opened a dark shield. When no huge force came from the shield, he finally recovered and it was over.

Wherever you look.

It was dust that was so terrifying that it covered the sky and the sun. This dust turned this area into a misty realm.

but.

Han Yi dispelled the shield and looked up. Through the dust, he saw a huge palace complex, which was the fragment of the holy land that had just fallen.

to him.

This palace is just around the corner.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, there were fragments of the Yuanlao Holy Land. Moreover, due to the nature of the space cracks, time was suspended, and the treasures inside did not lose their power."

Han Yi's eyes brightened.

Let Han Yi enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed, he can't do it. What's more, the treasure mountain is very close at hand, and he is the closest monk to it.

There is no reason to turn around and leave when there is an opportunity like this.

Han Yi took out a bottle of elixir from the Qiankun Ring. The elixir is called Zhenyuan Dan. This is a type of elixir that can quickly replenish the magic power of the foundation-building monks.

There were more than 20 true essence pills in a bottle. Han Yi swallowed them all. The pills melted, and streams of pure energy poured into his meridians, gathered in the spiritual sea, and turned into magic power, which lasted one minute. All the mana consumed internally was replenished.

then.

He put the Mingguang Sword back into the Qiankun Ring, took out the Qingping Sword and the Seven Star Kunwu Sword again, carried them behind him, and flashed forward.

…

same moment.

In the entire vast Yuanlao Mountain area, all the monks saw a huge palace fragment falling from the space crack at high altitude in the center of Yuanlao Mountain.

The terrifying and clear sound of impact and explosion was even more clear, indicating that an unexcavated fragment of the Holy Land had returned to the Yuheng Realm.

this moment.

Everyone's eyes were red, especially the casual cultivators, who were even more enthusiastic and rushed towards the place where the fragments fell.

The other monks from the sect used their own methods to convey the information to the sect, and then came towards the fragments unhurriedly.

The emergence of new fragments of the Yuanlaoshan Holy Land will surely attract the competition from the Golden elixir monks and even the Nascent Soul monks.

At a cliff, a young monk sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with a guqin placed on his lap.

At first glance, the guqin is simple, and the material seems to be made of old wood. The strings are made of bronze, and there is nothing magical about them either.

When the fragments fell, he held the guqin and flew into the sky. His eyes were extremely domineering, and there was even more light beating. If you look carefully, the beating light is like a musical note, with a charm.

"The new holy land fragments are worth waiting for me for many years. This should be my destiny."

"They all belong to me."

Carrying the guqin on his back, he fled to the place where the fragments of the Holy Land fell.

In a palace.

A golden elixir monk carrying a long sword walked out of the palace and felt the shocking vibration in the distance, and couldn't help but look solemn.

"The emergence of new fragments means new opportunities."

"Sun has been wasting his time for many years. This time, he will go all out to seize the immortal fate. If he can go one step further and enter the late stage of the Golden Core, the Sun family will also have a chance to breathe."

"Walk."

Outskirts of Yuanlaoshan Mountain.

In a cave in a valley, three monks heard the vibration and walked out of the cave. Feeling the vibration in the distance, they couldn't help but look solemn.

"Such a big shock should be due to the emergence of new fragments of the Holy Land."

He Xuan's face was solemn and even more hesitant, and he looked at the other two people.

At this moment, their condition was not good. Half of He Xuan's hair was white, and Yang Heda, who was standing next to him, only had half of his arm left. Only Meng Yangyu was intact.

Yang Heda shook his head.

"No, we have all suffered disasters with the old Holy Land fragments, leaving Fellow Daoist Lu dead. If it is a new fragment, more powerful people have gathered. If we go, even if we gain something, we will be robbed, or even Life is at stake.”

Meng Yangyu also nodded.

"Our trip this time is to look for the body of Fellow Daoist Lu, so that he can return to his homeland and be buried in peace."

"It's better not to cause unnecessary problems."

He Xuan felt guilty for his hesitation just now, and he nodded heavily.

"In that case, let's set off."

"In the coming time, countless monks will surely gather at Yuanlao Mountain. This place is already a dangerous place for us."

"Fortunately, there were kindhearted people who buried Daoist Friend Lu's body so that his body would not be used by evil people to refine elixirs and medicines. It can be considered a blessing in misfortune."

"Fellow Daoist Lu, he has been a member of Luoxia Mountain for more than fifty years. Luoxia Mountain is his home. Now we will send him back to his homeland and rest in peace."

"Walk."

The three of them looked at each other, packed up their things, left the cave, and went against the current.