Chapter 274 Medicine King City

Chen Luo knew why he couldn't hit this thing.

Because it was not a real 'human', but a collection of beliefs. To put it bluntly, it was the remnants of countless people's wishes. He hit the wishes that those people made thousands of years ago.

'Low-level hairy god, canonized by the divine stone. '

The mummy brain gave feedback again.

This time Chen Luo didn't hold back. The silver-armored corpse king roared and manipulated the vitality of heaven and earth to punch it.

Boom! !

The violent force hit the tip of the gunman's gun, and this time it really collided. After discovering the essence, it became very easy to control the vitality of heaven and earth to deal with him.

The iron-gun man stabbed the silver-armored corpse king's fist with a gun and couldn't move forward. The skin of the silver-armored corpse king can only be broken by attacks at the level of Jindan. The roaring corpse king roared and bit the iron-gun man's neck. The corpse poison and evil spirit eroded over and began to reversely extract the energy from the other party.

Thousands of years of accumulation, nothing more than that.

No wonder the immortal cultivators look down on the Shinto school. After thousands of years of cultivation, this method is too restrictive in front of the immortal cultivators. They are not on the same level. Chen Luo is not a complete Jindan cultivator yet, but he can use the corpse king to deal with this gun-wielding little god. The other party can do nothing except the "wishes" strange power.

That is to say, the strange methods of the Shinto school brought him some troubles at the beginning, but they immediately lost their effect after adapting. Of course, if Chen Luo was just an ordinary foundation-building cultivator, he would definitely fail this time. No matter how bad the little god's divine domain is, it is also the power of the Jindan level.

Crack

With a glass-like crisp sound, the picture in front of him shook.

Before Chen Luo went over to make up for the last blow, the aggressive hairy god was torn to pieces by the silver-armored corpse king, and cracks appeared in this place. When the scene stabilized again, Chen Luo found himself back in the Iron Spear Temple again.

The collapsed Iron Spear Temple.

The fire had been extinguished by rain, and there was a lot of water vapor around. Opening his eyes, Chen Luo found that the Silver Armor Corpse King had returned to the corpse bag and had eaten half full.

He was still in the courtyard of the Iron Spear Temple. Not far away, the lizard monster was hanging on the wall and had no breath. A group of escorts were sleeping on the ground around him.

"Is it out?"

Chen Luo turned his head and looked at the statue of the small god buried in the temple behind him.

The statue fell from the altar and lay diagonally in the ruins, with its face facing Chen Luo. When he looked over, a ceramic-like crack appeared between the statue's eyebrows, and a crisp sound continued to spread.

Bang!

The statue shattered, and the head cracked into gray-white stones. The ruins of the roof that lost its support fell down, covering the last trace of the statue.

"Shinto Stone"

Chen Luo raised his hand, and a ray of spiritual energy flew out, taking away the white stone between the other party's eyebrows. Then he walked to the wall again and pressed one hand on the lizard monster's head.

As a result, the brain was not received this time.

The essence of the lizard monster is a ghost. The head of the Jindan master that Chen Luo dug out is his. No wonder this guy was so excited and could snatch the head from him.

It turned out that the head was really his.

"If it's yours, just say it. How can I know if you don't say it?"

Chen Luo raised a fire with emotion and burned the body of the lizard monster clean. He completely forgot how many times the other party had asked about the ownership of the head during the chase.

"This is... We are back?"

In the rain, Shen Biaotou and Taoist Qiu opened their eyes blankly.

Looking at the collapsed Iron Spear Temple in front of him, he was startled at first, and then sat up suddenly. After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, he showed a surprised expression on his face, and the other escorts woke up one after another. Only the Lu escort did not wake up, because he had "died" in the incense world, and everything was taken away by the little god of sacrifice.

"Where is the senior?"

Master Qiu was the first to react. After they left the Iron Spear Temple, they waited outside. It was impossible for them to find a way out. Now that they came out, it must be Chen Luo in the Iron Spear Temple who found a way and brought them out.

Shen Biaotou and others looked around quickly, but unfortunately they did not find their "savior".

Chen Luo flew on the road with his sword.

His index finger touched the stone, and a layer of pale white power overflowed from the surface of the stone. This power was exactly the same as the little gun-wielding god he had destroyed before.

"Shinto Stone"

Chen Luo sensed the stone in his hand and finally understood why Changqing Zhenren failed in practicing the "Shinto Jue", because he lacked this thing. Shinto Stone is the foundation of Shinto Jue practice. Only with this thing can you collect "wishes". However, this road is a dead end for cultivators. The upper limit of Shinto cultivators depends on the number of their sacrifices and the Shinto Stone in their bodies.

In ancient times, Shinto cultivators were just vassals under the powerful, and they were enlightened by the powerful to handle trivial matters.

A few days later.

Chen Luo flew over the wasteland and saw the densely populated area again. According to the map that Chen Luo exchanged at the Qionghua Sect's base, this place is already the hinterland of Tiannan.

There is a large city ahead. Even though it is several miles away, one can feel the spiritual energy gathering ahead.

There is a spiritual vein there, and the grade is not low!

Chen Luo flew for a while along the sense, and touched a huge formation near the city. There was a complex no-fly ban above the formation. The immortal cultivators who came and went would land after approaching here and walk into the city like ordinary people.

The official road was flat, and the merchants and immortal cultivators who came and went were mixed together.

The team was divided into two rows, one row was for immortal cultivators, and the other row was for ordinary people. The team of ordinary people stretched for dozens of meters, and the people in the team were also varied, some were leading oxen, and some were carrying local specialties. These were all nearby villagers who came to the market, ready to sell their accumulated things in the market in exchange for survival resources. There were also some escort agencies and caravans, and the scene was extremely hot.

There were much fewer people in the team of immortal cultivators. Basically no one checked when entering the city. Most of them just dropped a piece of spiritual stone and went in. The soldiers guarding the city would issue identity tokens to these immortal cultivators so that they could avoid the inspection of the formation.

There were flat spiritual fields on both sides of the team.

There were green and lush spiritual fields for thousands of miles.

This was the edge of the spiritual vein, where spiritual materials could be planted. Many spiritual plant husbands were busy in the fields. It was the first time that Chen Luo saw the group of spiritual plant husbands. Compared with the professions of alchemists and refiners, spiritual plant husbands were at the bottom. They were only slightly stronger than the casual cultivators without foundation. Most of them were attached to a powerful force and relied on planting spiritual materials for the other party in exchange for cultivation resources.

Following the team, they soon arrived at the entrance. After paying a spiritual stone, the other party gave Chen Luo a token in exchange.

He found that there was a word "Xian" engraved on the token. The restrictions inside were relatively complicated, and Chen Luo could not see through it for a while.

"Brother, are you also here to participate in the Alchemist Conference?"

A voice sounded in his ears. Two Qionghua Sect disciples were looking at him curiously. Chen Luo still had the token of Qionghua Sect disciples on him, so he was sensed by them as soon as he entered the city.

"Alchemist Conference?"

Chen Luo looked over and saw a man and a woman talking. Both of them were very young. Wearing a white robe and carrying the standard magic sword of Qionghua Sect on their backs, it was obvious that they were going down the mountain for the first time. The cultivation of both of them was not high, only the sixth level of Qi training. Because Chen Luo hid his cultivation, they did not see it and thought that Chen Luo was a disciple who went down the mountain to experience like them.

"The Medicine King City holds an alchemist conference every ten years. Alchemists who pass the assessment can get the alchemist nameplate from the Medicine King City. Our Qionghua Sect also recognizes this nameplate."

After confirming Chen Luo's Qionghua Sect identity, the two young men came closer and began to enthusiastically introduce Chen Luo to the things in the city.

This place is the Medicine King City, a powerful immortal sect occupying the third-level spiritual vein.

The Medicine King City is a neutral immortal sect. Because of the special nature of the Medicine King City, a large number of alchemists have gathered here. The existence of alchemists has caused a siphoning of immortal cultivators. Countless scattered cultivators have gathered here, further promoting the prosperity of the Medicine King City. Many disciples in the Tiannan region will come to the Medicine King City when they go down the mountain to practice.

One is to increase knowledge, and the other is to exchange for cultivation resources and expand connections. Everyone wants to have an alchemist friend on their own path of cultivation.

"The Alchemist Conference will be held in three days. Brother, will you go with us?"

Yu Xiao invited Chen Luo. They all came down the mountain to gain experience. In Yu Xiao's opinion, they should help each other. This is also the style of the Qionghua Sect. The madman like the Panshi Peak Master who killed people on the flying boat is a disciple from the outer sect. He will be unscrupulous when his life is about to end. After all, this kind of people is a minority.

"No, I plan to walk around the city first."

Through the two of them, Chen Luo learned a lot of information about Yaowang City, but forget about the Alchemy Conference. In Chen Luo's opinion, this kind of competition is a waste of time.

He came to Tiannan Territory to find a way to condense the first-grade elixir. This Yaowang City is a good place. He plans to rest here for a while and digest the experience during this period.

"Is that so?"

Yu Xiao's face was full of regret, and the young man Wanhe next to him also showed a disappointed expression. Both of them went down the mountain for the first time. They always felt insecure and wanted to bring more fellow disciples. Chen Luo gave them a very mysterious feeling. He looked like a senior brother in the late stage of Qi Refining, but when they looked closely, he seemed to have completed Qi Refining.

With such a powerful senior brother, the mission must be completed quickly. It's a pity that the other party has his own purpose, so they can't ask any more.

After a simple farewell, the three of them separated.

Chen Luo walked alone on the street, looking at this prosperous city. Feeling the cultivation atmosphere that is completely different from the Southwest Region, in the Southwest Region, the immortal cultivators are high-ranking big figures. Even if mortals are dependent on immortal cultivators, they can only do business in the market at the foot of the mountain, but Yaowang City is different.

Here, whether it is mortals or immortal cultivators, they have the qualifications to do business. The currency they trade is minted by Yaowang City. This "currency issuance right" makes Yaowang City unprecedentedly prosperous. All people are contributing to the prosperity of Yaowang City. Whether it is immortal cultivators or mortal caravans, they are all tentacles under the giant Yaowang City, helping it to gather resources in the entire area.

As night falls, Yaowang City becomes more lively.

Lights are lit and colored glaze is everywhere.

From time to time, there are performers passing by the roadside. Most of these people are immortal cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm. They release fireballs, which fly high into the sky and explode, forming a fireworks-like scene. There are also insect cultivators who control a large number of fireflies to fly in the city, which is very beautiful. (End of this chapter)