Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 678

[Chapter 676: It’s better to go back (5200 plus)]

“What’s the ending?”

Aaron put down the spirit tea and asked the most critical question.

“Several third-level monsters with extremely long lifespans were all wiped out. Even a third-level ‘Wanshou Turtle’ fell into the formation…”

The beautiful female shopkeeper chuckled lightly: “I estimate that those vitality The infant monster even planned to use the formation to cultivate the demon king, but it did not expect that the formation would only reduce life span and not increase cultivation… In the end, even a fourth-level alien tried to break into the formation. He escaped with his whole body…but he was several times older as soon as he came out. This time was not enough to explore the Beidou Palace, but he took out the relics of our clan’s Jiedan and Beihai Sanren…leading to another Nascent Soul battle.”

‘The fourth-order 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 almost died of old age in the formation in just a moment… …’

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 are many Nascent Soul monsters trying…and many eyes are fixed on it. ‘

‘I’d better wait for hundreds or even thousands of years, wait until the storm has passed and the Nascent Soul has condensed before I come back. Thinking of

this

, he sighed with a look on his face: “It seems… this opportunity is not for us and the alchemy monks to think about. This is the tea. I’ll say goodbye.”

After putting down a bag of spiritual stones, he stood up and left.

Walking out of Tianfeng Tower and looking at the bustling Qianyang City, Aaron suddenly felt homesick in his heart.

‘Daqian is too dangerous… 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’d rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail! ‘

The cruel dish of Novice Village, the sword god of Shilipo, will always be Aaron’s favorite!

‘Counting the time, Xiaoqing is already five hundred years old, right? ‘

‘The remaining nine-eyed begonias in the spiritual medicine garden should have six eyes opened at most…’

‘And my practice really doesn’t care much about spiritual energy, doesn’t it just take longer? ‘

‘The opportunities for Daqian’s Ning Ying are not stable, and many of them need to be fought over… Are you going to fight to the death for the opportunity of the great road with those peerless geniuses in the formation of pills? This is not my style…and it’s very dangerous to do it…”

“It’s better to go back, it’s better to go back…”

“I want to go back to Novice Village to 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 combat power, even a true Dan Jie from Shushan Sword Pavilion might be able to defeat him 50-50.

And Daqian really has a lot of pill-forming evil stars…

so he can only go back and bully other pill-forming ancestors…

This person needs to be self-aware.

…

After returning to the Far West from Daqian, the first thing Aaron thought of was naturally the Haoran Sect’s merchant ship.

But when he went to find out, 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 suddenly cut off!

‘It seems…what happened to Haoran Sect? ‘

Aaron was a little disappointed, the hope of catching a smooth sailing ship was gone…

but it didn’t matter…after all, he was already a pill-forming monk, and even the red-fire old monster who had escorted the flying boat all the way might 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 can only go back on my own, maybe 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, Shushan Sword Pavilion’s alchemy deacon ‘Shen Fei’ disappeared mysteriously…

Even though Shushan Sword Pavilion searched for a while, they didn’t get the slightest clue or information. They could only guess that they were trapped in some secret realm. Or died directly…

In the world of immortality, this kind of thing is not very rare.

Moreover, Shen Fei is not an important person, and he is not a true disciple. His skills have not improved even a hundred years after forming the pill, and he obviously does not have much potential.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was a pill-forming master, perhaps Shushan Jiange wouldn’t even be looking for him!

All in all, as time passed, this very low-key deacon was quickly forgotten by everyone in Daqian…

In addition to the Shen family’s situation becoming more difficult due to the loss of their backer, Aaron actually had a great influence on the world of Daqian cultivation. The impact was minimal.

Even the Shen family had used his name to protect them for many years. It was only later that they could no longer hide it, and they finally confirmed the news of the deacon’s disappearance…

…

the land in the far west.

Lin Guo.

Taize Lake.

Several streams of light stopped in mid-air, and they were monks wielding various magic weapons.

“Brother Zeng, the spiritual energy here is very thin, is there really a spiritual being?”

A pretty woman stepped on a long red silk and asked with a frown.

With her cultivation, she has reached the advanced stage of Qi refining.

And that 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: “Of course… Sister Ling doesn’t have to worry. It’s just a coincidence that I passed by this great lake in the world. I found traces of the elixir, but there was a ‘Wanshou Turtle’ guarding the elixir, with a demonic aura that reached the peak of the first level… Brother is not an opponent, so I can only ask you and Brother Li to help me… After it is completed, we can share the elixir on the island equally!”

The last of 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 green leaf magic weapon. 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 already half-destroyed. It is probably an ancient cave?”

Lingmei’s eyes lit up.

“It should be like this!”

The young man surnamed Li in black raised his hand, and a black flying knife magic weapon appeared in his hand. It was a high-grade magic weapon!

Perfect Qi refining, young age, high-grade magic weapon… these are the signs of a true disciple of Jindan Sect!

At this moment, with a thought, the black flying knife turned into a black light and fell towards the formation.

“Ho ho!”

Suddenly, the earth trembled, and a giant blue turtle about ten feet long emerged from the mist. It opened its mouth and spat out a ball magic weapon, which resisted the attack of the black flying knife.

“Wanshou turtle?”

The young man surnamed Li’s eyes brightened: “Idiot like you, the most cherished spiritual object here is none other than this Wanshou turtle! Look at the growth ring pattern and cultivation 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 into a second-level monster! I don’t know how many cultivation families will fight for it… This turtle is mine, so be careful what you do. Don’t hurt its life!”

(End of this chapter)