Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Just blow them up and you're done!

Qin Liangchen spoke very boldly, and his self-confidence inside and outside the words was undoubtedly evident.

Luo Chen was dubious about this.

Bu Luo thinks about it carefully, he can rise from the humble beginnings, start a family and start a business in the complicated and difficult place of Dahefang, and even send his son to Luoyunzong, the second largest sect after Yudingjianzong.

Must have its own advantages.

The rules of the two gangs and eighteen death fights have all been revealed with the word of mouth of those days.

It is limited to the east of the foundation building, and the legs are not limited.

The only thing that is limited is probably the number of talisman seals used, which is strictly controlled within ten.

That point was brought up by Mi Shuhua of the Poshan Gang.

Perhaps it is also afraid that the Dajiang Gang is backed by the Lianyun Merchant Alliance, who is rich and powerful, and has given a lot of talismans to the battle monks.

Compared with spells and magic tools, talisman seals are activated faster, and their power is not inferior to spells of the same level.

If someone really prepares dozens of talisman seals and fights against spirit stones, the picture is simply not too beautiful.

No monk in the Qi refining period can launch a counterattack in the face of the overwhelming bombardment of talismans.

The reminder has already been given, and Luo Chen can't talk too much.

In fact, as an outsider, he couldn't possibly know more than the top leaders of the Poshan Gang.

Even if Sun Shou casually told him the outside information, Keke was not so accurate.

The two chatted for a while, and the smell came from the kitchen in the house.

Let's eat!

Luo Chen went home immediately, and brought out the hind legs of braised pork belly that had been stewed for a whole afternoon. Tomorrow's meal was not considered a meal, and he also delivered food!

"Come on, try my sister-in-law's leg skills. Before Xiaohu joined the clan, the food cooked by his mother was the one he hated the most."

Qin Liangchen greeted warmly, Luo Chen was also polite, picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks.

"Well, not bad, delicious!"

Murong Qinglian shook her head with a smile, and poured a glass of water and wine for the two men.

Qin Liangchen drank a glass of wine first, and then picked up Luo Chen's stuffed meat.

"I live alone, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to deal with it hastily. I beg him to tell me, in the future."

His eyes widened, as if he had no taste in his mouth.

Then I couldn't wait to grab another big piece of meat, chewing carefully that time.

"It melts in the mouth, it's fat but not greasy, and the meat has a faint medicinal aroma, which is as refreshing as mint."

"Ma'am, Ronaldinho's legs seem to be better than mine!"

The words of praise are endless, Qin Liangchen doesn't know what politeness is, and he frequently flicks his chopsticks.

Murong Qinglian was surprised, in those days casual cultivators who were willing to live in Eastern Kung Fu were really rare.

After taking a bite of Luo Chen's meat, she also narrowed her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Luo's meat is really delicious."

Luo Chen chuckled, not modest at all.

In fact, his cooking skills seem to be really good.

Perhaps thanks to his identity as a Sichuan-Chongqing mixed race in his previous life, he has practiced good cooking skills since he was a child in Lanzhou Niandaodong.

Because of the wrong handling of ingredients, cocoa doesn't take much care of its legs, but whether it is the use of various seasonings and spices, it has won the essence of Sichuan cuisine.

Later, even relying on his cooking skills, he found a beautiful girlfriend.

Just say goodbye, go to a big city to work hard, life is not only about food.

Alas, the past is like wind, so don't mention it!

After transmigrating, Luo Chen discovered whether the ingredients in the world of cultivating immortals were really top-notch.

All kinds of spirit animal meat, monster meat, vegetables, melons and fruits, all have their own unique flavors due to the influence of spiritual energy.

The original owner of that body was wrong with some medicinal materials, and also had unique insights.

Combining the two, he can use limited resources to improve his own food every now and then.

Occasionally made some snacks, such as beef jerky, stir-fried bitter hazelnuts, etc., which were well received by Wang Yuan, Chen Xiuping, Gu Caiyi and others.

It stands to reason that immortal cultivators are wrong about their appetites, and they don't pay much attention to them.

But in reality, it might be wrong for a high-ranking monk.

Low-level monks can't eat wind and drink dew, and live without food for a hundred years.

Even because of carrying the violent spiritual energy from the outside world all the year round, the meridians are often damaged during the refining process.

Therefore, food supplements are quite popular among low-level monks, second only to pills and medicinal baths.

He, Luo Chen, was even more like this. No matter how difficult the confinement was, the Lingmi and monster meat hadn't been cut off much.

Without those diets that contain aura substances, Ziren's already poor body may not be able to sustain the pain of cultivation long ago.

The three chatted while eating and drinking.

Knowing Luo Chen's identity as an alchemist, Qin Liangchen and his wife were extremely surprised.

Luo Chen is also curious about whether the two of them have any job now.

After inquiring about Dong, it was only then that they found out that they were also doing business.

"The Guyuan Mountains are rich in products. At the beginning, the couple led people to the Ziyue Lake, and there is a kind of spiritual fish in it."

"Although most of the proceeds have been distributed to the gang, the remaining part alone is enough to support their family's practice."

In the ostentatious words, there is no lack of pride and complacency as he went hunting in the mountains back then.

Relying on the tip of the iceberg, Luo Chen probably understood why the Dajiang Gang and the Lianyun Business Alliance coveted the safe access to the mountain controlled by the Broshan Gang.

Just because there is a place where spirit fish is produced, the Qin family couple who are both on the ninth floor of Qi Refining, have a prosperous confinement life.

That is to say, most of the Poshan gang was divided, and the Qin family got a little bit.

Looking at the big picture, the Poshan Gang has thousands of members and has been cultivating the Guyuan Mountains for more than a hundred years.

Going forward to the east, I don't know how many elixir origins have been mastered, and the law of monsters has emerged.

Those are all enviable benefits!

The three were chatting, and suddenly, the three looked up at the same time.

A scream exploded like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Then, as far as the eye could see, in the distant sky, a stream of golden light burst from the west like a meteor, heading straight for Dahefang.

"Is that what?"

The speed of the golden streamer is so fast that in a moment the sky is far away, in the east it is right in front of your eyes.

Luo Chen hurriedly stood up, staring at the golden streamer with burning eyes.

After about five breaths, the speed of the golden streamer slowed down, dragging a faint trail created after the air was dispelled, like a returning bird falling into the forest, and drilled into the depths of the city.

Jade Cauldron Sword Pavilion!

Qin Liangchen walked up to him, looked side by side at the clear sky, left a red mark on the east, and took a deep breath.

"Sword cultivator, is it the sword cultivator of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect. And the golden core sword cultivator who controls the flying of the sword light after upgrading the sword pill to a magic weapon!"

The magic weapon of Jianwan moves in the light.

One sword to the west!

Luo Chen was shocked.

That's the first time he saw that world, the power of a high-ranking monk.

It's just a quick glance, but the momentum of thunderbolts piercing the sky, coming and going, made him feel restless for a long time.

"Among the same level, the sword cultivator has the strongest attack and the fastest escape speed. Does the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect have that kind of high-end combat power, which is enough to gain a foothold on the edge of the Million Mountains?"

Qin Liangchen pointed to Jiangshan, then stroked Dongba and said: "That Jindan is alive, should he come here to host the Dahefang Discussion Stage?"

Luo Chen was curious, "Is a mere Daoist platform worthy of Jindan?"

"Haha, you don't know Xiao Luo." Qin Liangchen laughed, pointing to the closed hill behind the Jade Cauldron Sword Pavilion and said: "On whether the Daotai can be the one of the few masters of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, open Afterwards, if it is run properly, it can make a lot of Lingshi."

"Also, although there are sects building foundations in every square city, the configurations are basically built according to the Jindan monks."

"For example, the big protective formation of the outer city of Dahefang, can it defend the golden core formation of the third-rank beast king?"

"It's hard to be promoted to a sword cultivator, otherwise the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect would not be able to assign a corresponding Golden Core cultivator in each city."

Understood, the configuration is not Jindan level.

But if the number of people outside the sect is too small, you can let the monks who established the foundation come to the town.

"That Jindan should be too fast in person, so he arrived first."

Qin Liangchen looked at the distant sky, and said thoughtfully: "When the Taoism Forum opens, there should be many outer disciples and outer disciples who are in charge of trivial matters."

As expected of the ninth-level monks who have traveled to other regions, they have seen and heard more than ordinary low-level monks.

Not contrary to his judgment, about half an hour later, several ray of light appeared indistinctly on the west side of Dahefang.

About seven escaping lights of different colors guarded a huge flying boat and slowly sailed towards Dahefang.

That "slowly" is also different from the speed of the sword coming to the west just now.

In fact, their speed is also very fast.

From seeing it at the very beginning, to Zaikong who stopped at Dahefang later, it only took less than half a stick of incense.

Such an undisguised and ostentatious battle naturally attracted the attention of the entire Dahefang.

Countless people raised their heads and fixed their eyes on the figures with seven flying swords on their feet and the flying boat hovering in the sky like a shadow.

Afterwards, a large number of figures appeared on the flying boat.

A Qi-refining cultivator, either using the flying sword magic weapon, or using the Wind Control Art, got out of the flying boat.

Then, like mayflies, they entered the outer city one after another.

After everyone left, the flying boat shrank slowly, and shot into the towering Jade Tripod Sword Pavilion as if it had been recalled.

So far, there is no one or anything in the sky.

It was as if the previous scene was an illusion.

But outside Dahefang, whether it is a local casual cultivator or a foreign monk, they all know that their real master is ushered in here.

The name of Jade Cauldron Sword Sect is deeply pressed in everyone's heart.