In the west of Fulong Empire, there is a majestic mountain range that winds and stretches for more than 800 miles.
The entire mountain range is mostly surrounded by loess plateaus. The surface of the mountainous peaks is covered by countless yellow sand and dust. When viewed from a high altitude, it looks like a curved and circling yellow dragon, with its head facing northwest and its tail facing southeast.
, mighty and majestic.
The name "Huanglong Mountains" comes from this.
In the center of the seemingly barren mountain range, a large expanse of white fog blocks the view, and towering cloud-like pavilions can be faintly seen emerging from it.
The white mist in the mountains and the pavilions and pavilions complement each other, giving off a bit of fairy spirit, which is in great contrast with the barren surroundings.
"ah!!!"
Several shrill screams pierced the sky.
More than ten miles away from the mountains, several figures suddenly appeared in the sky. They were Zhong Wen, Ye Qinglian, Jiang Yushi, Qiu Tianlong, and the little girl Zhuma sitting on the back of the golden-feathered roc.
After the Jiang Mansion war, Zhong Wen refined a "spiritual pill" for Xiao Ming using the "Indigo Youth" obtained from Gongyang Guantu as the main medicine.
Back on Qingfeng Mountain, Zhong Wen also refined this elixir for White Tiger and Giant Eagle.
After taking the "spiritual pill", the two spiritual beasts greatly increased their strength. The white tiger just slapped a palm casually and beat Sima Gu, the governor of southern Xinjiang in the realm of spiritual masters, until he vomited blood and ran away in embarrassment.
Although the current "Indigo Flower" is slightly younger, the various auxiliary medicines in Zhong Wen's ring are all rare spiritual materials that are thousands of years old, or even more than a hundred thousand years old.
As his strength increased, his alchemy skills also improved greatly. At the moment when he finally made the elixir, he actually caused three thunder tribulations in the heaven and earth.
After taking the elixir, Xiao Ming's body length has reached one foot, and his wings are almost three feet long. His originally golden and red body has undergone a completely different transformation.
Now, except for its tail which is still a little fiery red, the rest of its feathers have all turned golden.
In addition, there was originally a golden sharp horn in the center of its head, and now there are two curved golden horns growing on both sides of its head, symmetrical to the left and right. The blue light in its eyes is brighter than before.
It became brighter, and even the nails with sharp claws became golden and dazzling.
It really looks like a divine bird!
Witnessing Xiao Ming's transformation with his own eyes, Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
He even had a vague feeling that if he wanted to defeat the current Xiao Ming, even if he tried his best, it would never be easy.
In addition to these spiritual master-level companions, there were three other companions who were tied tightly by the black "spirit-binding rope" and hung under Xiao Ming like rice dumplings. As the divine bird galloped in the air, the three of them were high
The oncoming air current in the air made me burst into tears and runny noses. It was really as miserable as it was.
These three people are none other than the three elders from "Dan Pavilion", Xie Ding, Zhang Luofa and Li Wumao.
The screams that echoed through the sky just now also came from the mouths of three people.
After the evolution, Xiao Ming not only greatly improved in strength, but also moved at an unimaginable speed. Even if Zhong Wen used his "Purple Void Dragon Shadow Step" with all his strength, it would be difficult to catch up, let alone Ye Qinglian, Jiang Yushi and others.
As a result, Xiao Ming had to deliberately slow down, and even after flying a certain distance, he had to stop from time to time to wait for the others.
Flying and stopping in the high air like this made the three "Dan Pavilion" elders suffer a lot as if they were swinging. Their hair was blown to and fro, showing various Shamat shapes. They really wanted to cry without tears.
Unspeakable suffering.
"Is this where the 'Dan Pavilion' is located?" Zhong Wen looked at the desolate scene below, frowned slightly, and said with some confusion, "The terrain and environment of the Huanglong Mountains do not seem to be suitable for the growth of elixirs."
"What do you know!" The bald man was hung up in the air and tortured. He had been holding back his anger for a long time. At this moment, he seized the opportunity and immediately said coldly to the camera, "The founder of my 'Dan Pavilion' was so amazing back then.
Yan, gathered thousands of strong men to work together to set up the 'Spirit Enhancing Formation', making the spiritual power in the mountain a hundred times richer than the surroundings. How can the mystery of this be understood by an ignorant child like you?"
"Xiao Ming!"
Hearing Xie Ding's uncontrollable words to Zhong Wen, Zhuma's eyes flashed with a trace of anger, and she gently patted Xiao Ming's back with her right hand.
Xiao Ming understood this, his claws trembled slightly, and the ropes binding the three people spun rapidly.
"ah!"
The three people below immediately spun and jumped in the air, closed their eyes, and let out various screams. The sourness in their hearts could not be explained to outsiders.
We are almost at the "Dan Pavilion", can't you bear it for a while?
You must provoke these two ancestors, and we will suffer along with them!
At this moment, even Zhang Luofa and Li Wumao felt a hint of dissatisfaction with the balding in their hearts.
"Silly girl, have you thought it through? Are you sure you want to go with us?" Zhong Wen watched with great interest the three of them "magic circles" in the air for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Yushi with a slightly troubled expression.
He asked seriously, "The Jiang family is already hostile to the emperor. If we offend 'Dan Pavilion' again, life will be even more difficult, right?"
"Now that we're all here, what's the point of talking about this anymore?" Jiang Yushi glared at him charmingly, "The strength of the 'Dan Pavilion' cannot be underestimated. With more people, there are more guarantees, right?"
"Then let's go!" Zhong Wen's heart warmed slightly and he laughed, "Let's go meet this organization of 'the best alchemist in the world'!"
As they spoke, several people flashed and quickly disappeared into the sky.
…
"Senior brother, senior brother!"
From the mansion of the Young Pavilion Master of "Dan Pavilion", a clear and sweet female voice came faintly.
"Qingyao, don't worry, I will definitely take back 'Bichi Xiaozhu' for you." Liao Zeyu lay on the table and muttered in his sleep, with a faint trace of saliva flowing out of the corner of his mouth, "For you, I will go to the mountains of knives and the sea of fire.
No matter what..."
"Senior brother, wake up quickly! Senior brother!"
The young woman's voice sounded again.
"Qingyao!"
Feeling someone pushing his shoulder, Liao Zeyu finally woke up, shouted loudly, and sat up straight.
He shook his dizzy head and glanced around.
What caught his eye was a woman in white with a delicate appearance and a graceful figure.
"Junior Sister Song?" Recognizing that the young woman was Song Xiaoqian, a fellow junior student, he asked blankly, "Where is Qingyao?"
"Qingyao? Could it be the woman who lives in senior brother's house?" Song Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure, and she said angrily, "How do I know?"
"Junior sister, do you have a problem with me?" Liao Zeyu realized that his words were inappropriate and hurriedly changed the subject.
"Senior brother, have you forgotten that today is the day of the alchemy competition?" Song Xiaoqian was even more dissatisfied, "Master has a destiny, and you and I have to participate."
"Oh, oh!" Liao Zeyu slapped his head and suddenly realized, "Brother is confused!"
"Now that you remember it, let's go quickly!" Song Xiaoqian urged in a sweet voice, "We are almost going to be late because we are waiting for you!"
"Junior sister, wait a moment." Liao Zeyu nodded and responded, "Brother Wei and Qing Yao will say hello and we will leave."
"Senior brother, why are you so confused? The triennial competition is a grand event for the sect. I don't know how many guests come to watch the ceremony!" Song Xiaoqian finally couldn't help but said angrily, "As a young master of the 'Dan Pavilion'
Lord, if you are late for a woman, wouldn't it be the most ridiculous thing in the world?"
"But..." Liao Zeyu hesitated.
"It's nothing! Let's go quickly!" Song Xiaoqian couldn't help but said, grabbing his hand, dragging him out, "What can I do if I don't say hello once?"
In desperation, Liao Zeyu had no choice but to let this pretty and cute junior girl pull him hard and rush towards the "Magic Medicine Hall", the venue of the competition.
"Senior brother, how are you preparing for this competition?"
Seeing that the door of the "Magic Medicine Hall" was already in sight, Song Xiaoqian suddenly asked with concern.
"Okay, okay!" Liao Zeyu said hesitantly, his expression stagnant.
Song Xiaoqian suddenly stopped and stared deeply at Liao Zeyu's face. After a long time, she sighed deeply and said: "Brother, ever since that woman moved into the house, you have not thought about tea or food, and you have not thought about alchemy.
I don't care at all. If things continue like this, how can Teacher Zun be able to hand over the 'Dan Pavilion' to you with confidence in the future?"
"Junior sister, brother knows that you are doing it for my own good."
Liao Zeyu's face instantly darkened and he said coldly, "But this matter has nothing to do with Qingyao. If you continue to slander her like this, don't blame your brother for falling out with her!"
After that, he waved his sleeves, took big steps, and stepped into the "Magic Medicine Hall" without looking back, leaving Song Xiaoqian alone behind him.
Song Xiaoqian stared blankly at Liao Zeyu's retreating figure, her heart ached, and there were faint tears rolling in her eyes.
…
"Are you coming?"
The speaker has white eyebrows and white beard, a thin face, and indifferent eyes, as if he has seen all the vicissitudes of life. He is Liao Qiling, one of the highest-ranking alchemists in the world, the master of the "Alchemy Pavilion".
"Father."
Facing his biological father, Liao Zeyu seemed very nervous. He didn't even dare to take a breath and just saluted respectfully.
"We haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and nephew Liao Xian's style is even better than before!" An old man in red beside Liao Qiling said with a smile, "Sure enough, he has a bit of brother Liao's style back then!"
"I've met Uncle Dongfang!" Liao Zeyu recognized this man as Dongfang Changsheng, the veteran spiritual master from the Jingyu Empire, and quickly bent down and clasped his fists.
"Brother Dongfang, please stop praising him!" Liao Qiling shook his head and sighed, "This kid is idle all day long and has no knowledge or skills. He is far worse than I was back then."
"A tiger father has no dog son." Dongfang Changsheng said with a smile, "Nephew Liao Xian is already good enough. It's just that you are too demanding."
"Go sit down!" Liao Qiling did not continue to scold his son, but said lightly, "Behave well later and don't embarrass me."
"Yes!" Liao Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran to the disciples' table and started chatting with the fellow disciples beside him.
"Senior Brother Liao, are you sure of winning the first prize in this competition?" a young junior brother said flatteringly.
"Our 'Dan Pavilion' is full of capable people and talented people." Liao Zeyu's face stiffened and he forced a smile and said, "Who dares to say that he will win?"
"Senior brother, please don't be too modest." The junior brother didn't seem to notice his embarrassment and kept talking to himself, "This competition is of great significance. I heard that many big names will come to watch the ceremony. Isn't it just you showing your strength?
The best chance?”
Liao Zeyu laughed twice and did not answer. His voice was somewhat weak.
As the competition approaches, more and more guests appear at the "Sacred Medicine Hall" viewing gallery, including many spiritual leaders and dignitaries from various countries, and all of them are well-known figures.
"Look, it's Old Monster Ding!"
Among the crowd, it wasn't just someone who shouted, causing an uproar.
"Who is the old monster Ding?"
"What! Is it really Mr. Ding?"
"It is worthy of being the number one alchemist sect in the world, the 'Dan Pavilion', and it can actually attract people from the Holy Land to come and watch the ceremony!"
Hearing people talking around him, Liao Zeyu was surprised and quickly turned his head to look.
I saw a skinny old man with white hair and black robes standing next to his father, not knowing what he was talking about.
With the respect of Liao Qiling, the master of the "Dan Pavilion", when facing this old man, he also behaved extremely humbly, as if he had met a teacher, and did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.
But the old man in black robe always had a straight face, without showing a trace of a smile. Judging from his expression, he didn't look like a guest at all, but more like someone who came to collect debts.
The Seven Holy Lands have little contact with secular sects, so most of the Holy Land elders are unknown. However, this old weirdo Ding is an exception.
His illustrious reputation is like thunder even to juniors like Liao Zeyu.
Simply because this old man in black, who looked unattractive in appearance, was recognized at the time as "the number one miracle doctor in the world."
It is said that his medical skills have reached the point of reversing the life and death of people, flesh and bones, and reversing yin and yang. Some people even secretly call him "the enemy of the king of hell" behind his back.
After exchanging pleasantries, Old Monster Ding took his seat at the guest table like other guests.
This world-famous doctor did not talk to anyone, he just sat quietly on his seat with his eyes half open and half closed, not knowing whether he was dreaming or awake.
"That's almost it, let's get started!"
Seeing that the time had come and more than 90% of the guests were seated, Liao Qiling finally stopped waiting and waved to an elder who was presiding over the competition.
"The alchemy competition begins now!"
The elder had a spiritual meeting, his spiritual power gathered in his Dantian, and he shouted loudly.
All the "Dan Pavilion" disciples who participated in the competition were sitting upright, with blazing fighting spirit in their eyes, and they all wanted to perform well in front of their teachers and the big bosses.
Only the young pavilion master Liao Zeyu, who had high hopes from everyone, still looked listless and absent-minded.
"Next, I will announce the rules of this competition..."
The elder who presided over the competition read the rules of the competition loudly while peeking at the string of words copied in his hand.
"boom!"
At this moment, an earth-shaking loud noise came from the roof, which frightened the elder so much that he sat down on the ground and completely forgot where he had read the lines.
Immediately afterwards, under the astonished eyes of everyone, a large part of the roof of the "Magic Medicine Hall" collapsed.
Bricks, stones, tiles and other building materials fell from the sky, clattering to the ground, causing dust to fly and smoke to become hazy.
"Alchemy competition?"
A lazy voice came out from the smoke, "Can you count me in for such a fun thing?"?
This chapter has been completed!