Zhang Ruochen went shopping in the Martial Market in Taiyin Ancient City, but did not buy any suitable protective treasures or offensive treasures.
After reaching his current level of cultivation, if he needs to use protective treasures and offensive treasures, it must be because he encounters a powerful enemy at the saint level.
You must know that protective treasures that can withstand the attacks of saints can only be refined by major medieval aristocratic families and major ancient religions, and the quantity must be extremely rare. Only important people can carry them.
Originally, the "Leader's True Fire Order" of the Blood God Sect was a powerful protective treasure, but it was taken away by the previous leader and failed to be passed on to Zhang Ruochen.
Offensive treasures that can hurt the saint are even rarer.
The Five Tribulations Suppressing Holy Talisman that Shi Qiankun gave to Zhang Ruochen was considered a piece. As for the Holy Talisman that the Supreme Elder gave to Zhang Ruochen, it was already an extremely powerful offensive treasure.
The biggest feature of offensive treasures is that they can suppress opponents regardless of their cultivation level.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen did not gain nothing in Taiyin Ancient City. He also bought some rare elixirs.
According to Xiao Hei, using the medicinal materials of these elixirs, plus the holy medicine in the Qinglong Dynasty's treasury, it can refine a pill that can help the saint heal his injuries.
Under the holy realm, the best healing elixir is the Deadwood Pill.
As long as a monk takes a dead wood pill, even if he only has one breath left, he can save his life.
However, after reaching the holy realm, the monk's life essence undergoes earth-shaking changes, the level of life changes, and the efficacy of the Deadwood Pill will also be greatly reduced.
Even for the saints in the Xuanhuang Realm, the Deadwood Pill has lost any healing effect on them.
To reach the holy realm, whether it is a healing elixir or an elixir to improve your cultivation, it must be a holy elixir to have obvious effects.
Holy elixir can be encountered but not sought.
Therefore, most saints rely on their own understanding and long-term accumulation to break through to a higher realm. It is very normal for them to break through a realm after practicing for a hundred or two hundred years.
Unless you find the Holy Pill, you can speed up your cultivation.
Xiao Hei sorted out the elixirs Zhang Ruochen had just bought and said, "There should be 10,000-year-old Liu Xincao in the Qinglong Dynasty's treasury, right?"
Zhang Ruochen took out the Golden Light Hidden Bag, searched for it, took out a green sacred grass, and said: "This willow new grass should be 20,000 years old!"
Willow grass is very similar to a willow branch that has just sprouted buds, with wisps of holy light flowing on the leaves, and at the same time, it exudes an intoxicating fragrance.
Xiaohei's eyes lit up and he said: "Yes, the older the Liuxincao is, the stronger the medicine will be, and the refined Fengchun Dan will also have a stronger healing effect."
"You want to refine the Fengchun Pill?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
"It's Fengchun Dan."
Fengchun Dan is definitely a holy elixir and can help saints heal their wounds.
In the hands of a saint, holding a spring elixir is equivalent to gaining an extra life.
If Xiao Hei can really refine the Spring Festival Pill, then Zhang Ruochen will have a little more confidence when entering the wilderness this time.
Xiao Hei took out a pill furnace and began to refine the Spring Pill.
Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged not far from the alchemy furnace and continued to practice. Previously, after refining a holy fruit, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level increased a lot and his body reached saturation.
According to his judgment, he should have reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint of Two Tribulations.
Everything is the result of the Holy Fruit, otherwise, his cultivation speed would not be so fast.
"My physical body and mental strength have reached the holy realm, and my foundation is stronger than that of a quasi-sage. I can survive the third quasi-holy tribulation, the tribulation of life and death, at any time."
Zhang Ruochen secretly made a decision to go to the Eastern Region through the space wormhole and immediately overcome the tribulation.
Only by surviving the third quasi-holy tribulation can one gather the holy source and become a true martial arts saint.
Next, Zhang Ruochen took out the "Secret Code of Time and Space" and continued to study the third level of time swordsmanship, the twelve-hour swordsmanship.
The twelve-hour sword technique represents twelve swords in total. Each sword has different characteristics and contains infinite mysterious time rules. The more you understand it, the more you can feel the subtlety and power of the sword technique.
Time is the most unpredictable, intangible, invisible, and ungraspable. If Saint Monk Xumi had not combined time and swordsmanship to create the time swordsmanship, Zhang Ruochen might not have started yet.
"Senior Monk Xumi must have had good intentions when he created the time sword technique. In this way, I can get started with the sword technique and understand the mystery of time." Zhang Ruochen said.
While studying the sword and understanding the mystery of time, Zhang Ruochen was completely immersed in it.
"Bang."
A loud noise came from the direction of the door.
Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei were both startled when they saw a gray figure knocking open the door and rushing to the side of the alchemy furnace.
It was an old man smelling of alcohol, wearing a wrinkled gray robe and a gray cloth hat on his head, with messy gray hair peeking out from the edge of the hat. He was no different from a beggar.
"Boohoo."
The old man's hands were stroking the red-hot alchemy furnace, and he sniffed hard against the wall of the alchemy furnace with his nose, looking very intoxicated: "Liu Xincao... the year of twenty-three thousand six hundred and forty years... so
It’s such a waste to use a holy medicine to make elixirs.”
Zhang Ruochen stood up and stared at the old man who suddenly broke in with a vigilant gaze.
Obviously, the old man broke in after smelling the scent of the holy medicine. However, before refining the elixir, Xiao Hei had already arranged a formation to block the scent of the medicine from spreading out.
How sensitive must the old man's nose be to be able to smell the fragrance of the holy medicine through the formation?
Secondly, the alchemy furnace was already red-hot, and the temperature was so high. The old man touched it with both hands, but was not injured. From this alone, it can be seen that the old man is by no means an ordinary person.
"With my mental strength, I can only roughly judge that the Liuxincao is about 23,000 years old. He could tell the exact age of Liuxincao just by smelling it. It's really not easy.
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Zhang Ruochen tried his best to stay calm and walked towards the old man.
The old man seemed not to see Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei at all. He just held the alchemy furnace with both hands and sighed: "A sacred medicine-level Liuxincao should be used to brew catkin wine. It is a complete waste to use it to refine Fengchun Dan.
"
Xiao Hei's two claws stretched out, glowing coldly, ready to take action.
Zhang Ruochen stopped it.
Although the old drunkard was a bit weird, he had no intention of robbing the alchemy furnace. It was best not to take the initiative, lest he provoke a powerful enemy.
Zhang Ruochen was wearing a white Taoist robe and looked elegant. He came behind the old man and said with a smile: "Senior, it seems that he has a deep research on wine making and alchemy. I don't know what to call him?"
The old man loosened his hands holding the alchemy furnace, looked at Zhang Ruochen behind him, and said, "I don't have any research, I just know a little bit."
After a pause, the old man continued: "I drank too much wine, and my whole body has become numb. I can't remember my name. However, people who know me call me a drunkard."
"He does look like a drunkard." Xiao Hei said coldly.
The drunk maniac was not angry at all. He grabbed the wine gourd hanging on his waist and poured it into his mouth. In an instant, he drank every drop of the gourd of wine.
"I just hate that the gourd is too small, so I can drink it all in one sip."
The wine madman hung the gourd back up, took out a wine bag from his back, sat next to the alchemy furnace, and continued to drink.
Xiao Hei sent a message to Zhang Ruochen: "This alcoholic lunatic is by no means an ordinary person. I don't know for sure. He already knows your identity and deliberately pretends to be crazy. He wants to get close to you and seize the treasure from you."
"I'm going to test his background."
Zhang Ruochen walked towards the drunk maniac, suddenly accelerated his speed, and turned into a series of afterimages, appearing next to the drunkard maniac. He stretched out two fingers to snatch the wine bag from the drunkard maniac.
Unexpectedly, he encountered no resistance from the drunkard and easily snatched the wine bag away.
The drunk maniac raised his head, was slightly startled, and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Zhang Ruochen grabbed the wine bag and looked at the pure and innocent eyes of the drunk maniac, feeling a little at a loss.
"Haha, I understand, you also like drinking, right?"
The drunk maniac was like a child, jumping up from the ground and doing several somersaults in a row, looking very excited.
Zhang Ruochen had just breathed a sigh of relief when he smelled a strong smell of alcohol on the tip of his nose.
The drunk maniac actually came to Zhang Ruochen, very close to him, stared at him a little crazy, and urged: "Drink! Since you want to drink, then don't be polite to me. Just one word, drink."
Zhang Ruochen thought about it carefully and felt that he had been too mentally restrained recently. He looked at everyone as if he was an evil person with evil intentions. Sometimes, he should change his mental state.
Zhang Ruochen showed a smile and said: "Thank you for the wine, senior, I'll drink it."
Zhang Ruochen grabbed the wine bag and poured it into his mouth.
The wine of the alcoholic madman is not a spiritual wine, a holy wine. It cannot enhance one's cultivation or improve one's spiritual power, but it is very spicy and very powerful.
Watching Zhang Ruochen drink the wine, the alcoholic maniac became even more excited. Then, he pulled Zhang Ruochen outside, saying that he wanted to take him to drink somewhere else and he would not come back until he was drunk.
Zhang Ruochen also saw that the alcoholic lunatic had no evil intentions and was just an alcoholic.
Zhang Ruochen also wanted to take this opportunity to adjust his state of mind so as not to seduce inner demons, so he accidentally went out with the alcoholic lunatic and actually went to drink.
The wine maniac took Zhang Ruochen to an underground wine cellar, which was full of large and small wine tanks.
Zhang Ruochen's mental power and physical body have been sanctified, so he is naturally not afraid of strong alcohol and is very confident. He believes that no matter how much he drinks, he will not get drunk.
He and the alcoholic maniac both drank three jars in a row.
The drunk maniac put down the wine jar and looked at Zhang Ruochen who was still standing. He was a little surprised and said: "Longling Mad Cow Wine ranks seventeenth among the spirits in the world. You can actually drink three jars in a row without falling. You
The boy’s drinking capacity is comparable to that of the old man when he was young. Not bad, not bad.”
"What is Longling Mad Cow Wine?"
Zhang Ruochen's consciousness was already a little messy, and he couldn't feel the holy energy in his body running wildly. Every ray of holy energy was like a mad cow, and even the flow of blood doubled.
"Boom."
At this moment, a deafening roar came from the ground.
The wine cellar also shook a bit, and a lot of dust fell down, as if it was about to collapse.
"Gu Linfeng, come out and die."
A cold and ruthless voice came from the ground and entered the wine cellar.
In the night, the Death Knight held a blood-red spear, smashed the gate of Taiyin Ancient City, and broke into the city. The roar just now was the sound of the city gate breaking.
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(The Drunken Maniac is also a character mentioned a long time ago. Careful book friends may not be able to guess it.)