Since the Zhengxian family left in large numbers, it has gradually become deserted.
However, within the secret realm, there are not only the Zhengxian family, but also other beings.
In this valley, there are dense air currents everywhere. If you grab a handful and hold it tightly, you can squeeze out a spiritual elixir.
The wild fruits hanging on the branches are covered with layers of red ash on the outside, and have been soaked through on the inside.
The dew on the ground and the frost on the leaves are all formed by the deposition of red ash. Just take a sip and you will enjoy endless benefits.
The master who once again lived in seclusion, named Old Man Wuqian, was the only Tusita Celestial Master in the world, the only one who was promoted to Celestial Master by refining alchemy. The fire was roaring into the sky, the wind was blowing, and the surroundings were in full swing.
The members of the Fire Emperor's sect who invoked the fire method of Wu Ying and other places shuttled around the fire ponds and pools, carrying various precious materials and smelting them with unique secret methods. Sometimes the fire pillars soared into the sky, sometimes they moved like clouds, and the various colors of fire turned into hard and soft forms, and were processed.
Material.
A skinny old man looked at the fire-like scene in front of him and shook his head in disappointment.
"It has taken five hundred years to refine the golden elixir to overcome the tribulation, but the tribulation is coming in a blink of an eye. What can I do?"
Everything in front of him is in vain, and when the catastrophe comes, everything will turn into ashes.
"Among them, the most critical material must be missing. What exactly is it?"
The old man Wuqiu was obsessed with alchemy and lived in seclusion deep in Tushita Heaven. He had no contact with the Zhengxian family until he died.
For him, being able to cultivate a golden elixir to overcome tribulation is the most important thing in this life.
Apart from this, all the heavenly masters, evil ghosts, wars and disputes are nothing compared to a little dust contaminated by the alchemy furnace.
"Deng Deng Deng."
The sound of footsteps sounded, and a disciple quickly walked up to Hu Wuying and whispered something to him.
Hu Wuying shook his head after hearing this, and his voice came vaguely, "If you can't leave, please say sorry for me."
Old Man Wuqian knew that he must be looking for something, so he didn't care.
However, something suddenly moved in his heart, and he called Hu Wu in front of him and asked him in detail, "Is something wrong?"
Hu Wuying replied respectfully, "It's a group of old friends who invited me. I guess it's no big deal."
The old man Wuqiu usually has a bad temper and just forgets it after listening to it. He won't be interested at all, but this time...
"Tell me, these are my old friends."
Fearing that it would be too abrupt, the old man Wuqianwuyi explained, "I'm not as unkind as you think. If you have personal matters, you can ask for leave." Having said this, Hu Wuying could only say everything.
It turned out that it was Jing Laosan who sent the invitation this time, saying that there was a major matter to discuss, which was related to the future of the Red Fire Court.
Normally, Hu Wuying would definitely participate, but today the alchemy reached a critical moment, and the old man Wuqian was not in a good mood. He really couldn't get away, so he had to tell his disciples to refuse.
"Go, why not go?"
When the old man Wuying heard this, he immediately made a decision for Huwuying.
Hu Wuying was stunned. What happened to this employer today? He looked extremely abnormal.
"The place where you gather is in the human world, right?"
The old man Wu Qian thought for a while, "I also have old acquaintances, for example..., well, I am very familiar with the old thief Yunyang, ahem, old Taoist." When we really don't know, the old Taoist Yunyang is plotting against you, and you are
I have held grudges for so many years
Hu Wuying bit the bullet and said, "Tianshi, do you always want to go with us?"
"Of course, I am in a state of quietude. Going out for a walk may help relax my mind."
Old Man Wuqian couldn't wait and immediately urged Hu Wuying to leave Tusita with him.
In the Vulcan Palace, Ding Zhangdian was accompanied by Sun Yanyan, but Wang Fu was not present.
"If you don't respond to them, I'm afraid they won't come."
A companion analyzed, "Alchemy refining is very busy and cannot be interrupted in the middle. In addition, Old Man Wuqiu has strict control, so it is difficult to get away." Jing Laosan nodded when he heard this, "Everyone who can come is here, and we can discuss important matters.
Ding Peng, please speak."
By the way, although this gathering
Although it was Jing Laosan who initiated it, it was Yin Headmaster Ding who requested it.
The other Fire Emperor disciples were curious as to why Wang Fu wasn't around, but they didn't ask any more questions.
"Everyone, this is a disciple of my Thunder Fire Palace. My disciple has said it himself, he has the qualifications of a divine master."
When Sun Yanyan heard this, he was full of gratitude to Wang Fu. This comment was exactly what he wanted.
It was true that he knew a huge secret and no one else revealed it, so he immediately told Master Ding.
"The secret is that the calamity of the solar term hall does not depend on Oni Yuansheng, but on the son of luck."
Hearing this, everyone in the Fire Emperor's sect turned pale. Son of luck?
They, the Fire Emperor disciples, are still working hard to rebuild the Crimson Fire Court, so the Son of Destiny is too far away.
Now that they learned that the Shifang Ghost Tribe's attack on the Solar System Hall was caused by the Son of Luck, they were shocked and at a loss. Unfortunately, even if they knew the secret, they would not be able to intervene due to their strength.
"O son of luck!"
Suddenly there was a flash of light, which was a sign that someone was teleporting over. Ding Zhangdian, Jing Laosan and others all got out of the way.
A moment later, Hu Wuying appeared at Huohuo God's palace, accompanied by a thin old man.
"Hu Wuying, why did you bring outsiders in?"
The people of the Fire Emperor Sect are all very dissatisfied. How can they bring outsiders to the core location for their internal affairs?
"This is Master Tusita, who is also my employer."
Hu Wuying explained, and everyone realized that the old man with an unattractive appearance was actually a debt-free old man.
There are five thousand old people with no debts, but even Yunyang Old Taoist, a loose immortal, cannot be invited. His identity can be imagined.
"It turns out it's an old man who owes nothing. I'm rude."
Ding Zhangdian, Lie Shiao and others saluted one after another, but they were all a little wary.
They are all heavenly masters, so there is no need to kneel down and lick them, not to mention that the old man Wu Qian came in person, there must be a purpose.
The old man Wuqian nodded and suddenly asked, "You continue to talk about the matter of the Son of Luck."
Ding Zhangdian trembled, how could he hear it?
"Feel sorry."
The old man Wuqiu chuckled and said, "You want to join in the fun, but there are not enough people. I am willing to help."
Many people are moved. If there is no help from the elderly, rebuilding the Crimson Fire Court will not be a dream.
"I told you clearly that the Son of Luck is useful to me in refining the elixir, so I have to join in the excitement." When old man Wuqian thought about the Golden Elixir, the most crucial ingredient missing was the Son of Luck, isn't it?
It was also a coincidence that the opportunity to achieve the golden elixir should lie with these members of the Fire Emperor's sect.
"By the way, you are not in Yuhua Mountain and have come to this place to discuss privately. Why are you waiting for the other veins? What did Old Man Wuqian think of? He asked Ding Zhangdian and others.
A group of people were dumbfounded. You still don’t know that we have been removed from the True Immortal Mansion and are now all scattered. Some people looked at Hu Wuying with anger, why didn’t you explain clearly.
It is also helpless to say no. I clearly said it when I first took refuge, but the old man did not pay attention to appreciation and forgot about it. "This is not the point. I have not been alive for a long time and I don't know many things. Tell me."
explain.
All the Fire Emperor disciples looked at the old man Wuqiu, thinking that only Wang Fu could handle it.