Aaron put down the spiritual tea and asked the most critical question.
"Several third-order monster beasts with extremely long lifespans were all wiped out, and even a third-order ten thousand-year-old turtle also fell into the formation..."
The beautiful female shopkeeper chuckled softly: "I estimate that those Nascent Soul monsters even have the intention of cultivating the demon king with the help of the formation, but I didn't expect that the formation only reduced the life span and did not increase the light formation, but they escaped completely."
When you come out, you will grow old until the end, even
A fourth-level alien species also tried to break into the big battle. The fourth-level Yuanying monster that dared to break into the formation was probably of the extremely long-lived type among monsters. Maybe it was also an old turtle... but it was just
In a moment, he almost died of old age in the formation...
Aaron thought for a moment.
Do you feel like you should live longer than the Wanshou Turtle?
Maybe... you can try it?
'However, it is still too dangerous...and during this period, there have been quite a few Nascent Soul monsters trying it...many eyes are staring at it.
‘I’d better wait for hundreds or thousands of years, wait for the storm to pass, and then come back after the Nascent Soul has been condensed.
Thinking of this, he sighed with a look on his face: "It seems... this opportunity is not something we and other alchemy monks can think of after all. This is the tea money, so I take my leave."
After putting down a bag of spiritual stones, he got up and left directly.
Walking out of Tianfeng Tower and looking at the bustling Qianyang City, Aaron suddenly felt homesick in his heart.
'It's too dangerous to go to Daqian. I'd better go back to the far west.'
'At least... there are no Yuanying monks there. With my current level of cultivation, I can completely run amok!'
'I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail!'
The novice village cruel food, Shilipo Sword God, will always be Aaron's favorite!
'Counting the time, Xiaoqing is already five hundred years old, right?'
"The remaining nine-eyed crabapples in the elixir garden should have at most six eyes open..."
'And I really don't care much about spiritual energy in my practice. Doesn't it just take longer?'
Daqian's opportunities for condensing infants are unstable, and many of them need to be fought over... competing with those peerless geniuses in the formation of pills for opportunities to the death? This is not my style...and Daqian is still very dangerous...
'It's better to go back, it's better to go back...
'I want to go back to Novice Village and show off!'
Aaron's eyes were firm and he faced his true heart.
Even though the temptation of Xuantian Sect is great, it even seems to be tailor-made for him...
But for him who only needs to travel across the far west, it is just the icing on the cake. Even if it doesn't exist, it doesn't matter.
Because the ancestors of the Alchemy Formation in the Far West, regardless of their cultivation level, magical weapons, supernatural powers, or even experience in fighting...all lag behind their counterparts in Daqian!
The more Aaron thought about it, the more impatient he felt.
In fact, with his current fighting prowess, he might even be able to beat a 50-50 opponent if he came out of the Shushan Sword Pavilion.
And Daqian really has a lot of evil stars that form pills.
I can only go back and bully the other Pill Formation Ancestors...
This person needs to be self-aware.
When Aaron returned to the Far West from Daqian, the first thing he thought of was naturally the merchant ships of the Haoran Sect.
But when he went to find out more, he discovered a sad thing. The Haoran Sect's branch in Qianyang City had disappeared for decades.
During this period, the exchange of merchant ships between the two sides was abruptly cut off!
'It seems...what happened to Haoran Sect?'
Aaron felt a little sad, his hope of catching a ride was gone.
But it doesn't matter... after all, he is already a pill-forming monk, and even the old monster Scarlet Fire who escorted the flying boat all the way may not be able to defeat him.
Moreover, if a pill-forming monk personally escapes on the road, his target will be smaller, and the possibility of encountering danger will be lower.
He still has the original road map in his hand...
‘It seems... I have no choice but to go back on my own, maybe even faster than a flying boat...
'After so many years, I wonder what happened to my island and those old people?'
Aaron made up his mind and bought a lot of supplies before Shi Shiran left Qianyang City.
From that day on, Shen Fei, the alchemy deacon of Shushan Jiange, disappeared mysteriously...
Even though Shushan Jiange searched for a while, they didn't get any clues or information. They could only guess that he fell into a secret realm somewhere, or died directly in the world of immortality. This kind of thing is not very rare.
Moreover, Shen Fei is not an important figure, and he is not a true disciple. His skills have not improved even a hundred years after forming the pill.
Obviously it doesn't have much potential.
If it weren't for the fact that he was a pill-forming master, maybe Shushan Jiange wouldn't even look for him!
All in all, as time passed, this very low-key Deacon of the Pill Formation was quickly forgotten by everyone in Daqian. In addition to the Shen family's situation becoming more difficult due to the loss of its backer, Aaron actually caused a lot of damage to the Daqian Immortal Cultivation World. Influence,
It can be called negligible.
Even the Shen family used his name to protect him for many years. It was not until they could no longer hide it that they confirmed the news of the deacon's disappearance.
Lin Guo.
Taize Lake.
Several streams of light stopped in mid-air, and they were monks wielding various magical weapons.
"Brother Zeng, the spiritual energy here is very thin. Is there really something spiritual?"
A pretty woman stepped on a long red silk ribbon and asked with a frown.
Her cultivation level has reached the late stage of Qi refining.
And Brother Zeng was wearing a blue shirt and holding a landscape folding fan. He was also a monk in the late stage of Qi refining: "This man only discovered traces of the elixir when he passed by this great lake in the mortal world, but his demonic energy suddenly reached the top of the stairs. Brother Feng is no match for me, so I can only ask you and Brother Li to help me. After the boxing success is achieved, we can share the elixir on the island equally!
The last one among the three, 'Brother Li', was dressed in black, with a cold expression, and his cultivation had reached the level of Qi Refining Perfection.
Hearing this, he just said coldly: "If there really is a centuries-old elixir here... I owe you a favor!"
"Haha...Brother Li, Sister Ling, please!"
The young man named Zeng was overjoyed and immediately stepped on a piece of green leaf magic weapon to lead the way.
Not long after, we arrived near the elixir island!
"Looking at the mist, there seems to be traces of the immortal cultivation formation... but it has been in disrepair for many years and is half-destroyed. It is probably a former cave?"
Lingmei's eyes lit up.
"That's how it should be!"
The young man surnamed Li in black raised his hand and a jet-black flying knife magical weapon appeared in his hand. It was a high-grade magical weapon!
Perfect Qi refining, young age, and high-grade magical weapons...these are the signs of a true disciple of the Jindan Sect!
At this moment, with a thought in his mind, the black flying knife turned into a black light and fell towards the formation.
"Ho ho ho!"
Suddenly, the earth trembled, and a giant blue turtle about ten feet long emerged from the mist. It opened its mouth and spit out a ball magic weapon, which resisted the attack of the black flying knife.
"Wanshou turtle?"
The young man surnamed Li's eyes brightened: "Zeng Yu, you idiot,
The most cherished spiritual object here is none other than this longevity turtle! Judging from the growth ring pattern and cultivation level on its back, it should be four to five hundred years old... As long as it is cultivated for a period of time, it may be able to advance to become a A second-level monster! I don’t know how many cultivator families will fight for it... This turtle is mine, you must be careful what you do, don’t hurt its life!"