Chapter 192: The Peak of Qi Refining

Yu Zecheng was full of confidence and sighed. When he met the Blue-Eyed King Kong on the road, he was injured. Gu Lun Wangtian exploded himself with his body and could not break the Rakshasa Viagra Viagra cover. Later, he took advantage of his unpreparedness to kill him. Today, he was alone, facing the powerful Rakshasa Sect who was far superior to the Blue-Eyed King Kong, he used the armor-breaking cone to break the opponent's body-protecting King Kong. This is growth. His hard work over the years has not been in vain, and he has been sharpening his sword for ten years.

When the war ended, Yu Zecheng touched Huiran, put away his storage bag, and then gave a gift to his enemy, and a fireball technique was issued to refine it.

The three people who were not burned to death by Zi Mo Jiao just now were all in the lava country. Except for the third-level flying sword that was captured, everything else was dissolved in lava. The cultivator with a golden curtain guard must have a good protective magic weapon on his body, but unfortunately they were all dissolved in magma.

Yu Zecheng turned around and walked towards Ma Lishan and others. Seeing Yu Zecheng coming, Ma Lisan and others suddenly took a step back. Yu Zecheng's courage just now really scared them, which was an unconscious subconscious action.

Yu Zecheng stopped and seemed to have not seen this action, saying:

"Let's go quickly. The journey is still long and the time is urgent."

Ma Lishan looked at Yu Zecheng, suddenly smiled and said:

"A good person, Brother Ze Cheng, one-on-thirteen, is simply amazing. Your divine power is simply the first person under the foundation building."

Jiang Laohei said:

"Yes, it's really the first person under the foundation building. I have never heard of one person being able to kill thirteen immortal cultivators of similar realm as his own. Among them are dead guests, dragon beard hand, and Tiannan sword. These are all famous immortal cultivators in Cangzhou. As a result, they kill all of them within a few breaths. You are so amazing.

That monk is an inner disciple of the Rakshasa Sect of the Sect. Brother Zecheng, you shouldn’t be a disciple of the Sect.”

Yu Zecheng smiled and did not answer, but his meaning was self-evident. He put away the third-level flying sword and everyone continued to rush forward. Wen Man suddenly took out a piece of black iron and said to Yu Zecheng:

"I'll give it to you, otherwise we will definitely not be able to protect it."

This is the seventh degree gold. Yu Zecheng glanced at it. In his eyes, his spiritual sense swept it, it was a piece of black iron, which was not large in weight, probably only enough to refine a storage magic weapon. I really don’t know how they discovered that this thing was the seventh degree gold.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Thank you, this is what you discovered. I won't want it. If I want it, what's the difference between it and that monk."

Jiang Laohei on the side said:

"Brother Zecheng, this is the rule passed down in our world of immortal cultivation. The Wen brothers and sisters have discovered such a treasure. Those who see each other have a share. Not only do you have it, but you also have it. It is not a question of whether you want it or not. If you have difficulties, you will share blessings with each other, and the rules cannot be broken."

So that's it, Yu Zecheng said:

"But this seven-degree gold is only enough to refine one magic weapon, and it will be useless if we divide it."

Jiang Laohei said:

"So we brothers don't want it either, but the Wen brothers and sisters owe us brothers a favor. In the future, they will be rich and honored, so they will be able to repay us."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Okay, that's a favor for me."

Wen Qing said:

"Thank you brothers. This seven-degree gold is enough to send my sister to the master. I still want to wander around with you brothers."

This seven-degree gold is only enough for one person to enter the master's sect. It seems that what Wen Qing said about the master's sect will not be simple either.

Yu Zecheng said to Ma Lishan:

"Brother Ma, what kind of escape method is your escape method? He instantly led the five of us to forty routes. He is so powerful."

Ma Lishan replied:

"That was taught by my master. It seems to be the secret method of the Wanli Yunyou Sect. The master met a traveling merchant and bought this secret method. Unfortunately, before he learned it, he met an enemy. Although he was saved by me, he died without a month."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Wanda Yunyou Sect, buy dead and sell life."

Ma Lishan asked:

"What kind of sect is this Wanli Yunyou Sect? I have not found out about this sect when I traveled all over the Jiuzhou in the south?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"This sect is one of the door-to-door disciples. The disciples in the sect are extremely mysterious. Most of them appear as travelers. When you meet them, it means that you will encounter a great disaster soon. They will sell you a chance to live, so I hope everyone will not meet them in the future."

Ma Lishan smiled and said generously:

"There are times when you have to be in your destiny, and don't force it. There is still a glimmer of hope when you meet them. If you don't meet them, wouldn't you have no chance at all?"

They walked and chatted, and soon arrived at the Xianqin Ancient Road Teleportation Array. Everyone entered the array one by one, and the world changed instantly, and teleported to the Zhengzhou continent. In Cangzhou, it was still in the daytime, but when it arrived in Zhengzhou, it was night.

Every time the teleportation was sent, Yu Zecheng was extremely surprised. The power of this immortal Qin could only be looked up to.

Everyone returned to Zhengzhou mainland, and they began to plan the next step to go there, Yu Zecheng said:

"Dear brothers, Ze Cheng is going to return to the master's sect. I'll see you again today if I'm farewell today."

Everyone was mentally prepared for his departure. Ma Lishan threw it away casually, threw a silk roll over and said:

"This is the escape method that starts with a single journey. Brother Yu, please use it to practice. It can be regarded as a gift for brother's separation."

Yu Zecheng smiled and put it away, took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to Ma Laohei and said:

"Brother Ma, this is my gift for you to separate."

The bag contained twenty intermediate-level spirit stones and two bottles of Pure Land wine. Ma Lishan put it away and laughed. Yu Zecheng gave it to Jiang Laohei and Wen Qing, and each of them a pot of fine wine. The gift to Wen Man was the third-level flying sword seized in the battle just now.

This pot of wine is about 200 kilograms, and at least fifty intermediate spirit stones can be sold in the market. It can be said that they are extremely wealthy, and for Yu Zecheng, it is just a waste of a wine pot.

Jiang Laohei took the wine, gritted his teeth, took out a medicinal material from his Qiankun bag, and said:

"Brother, I have no good things, I have no good things, this is my best baby."

What Jiang Laohei gave Yu Zecheng was a thousand-year-old ginseng, which was really the best thing for Jiang Laohei. For Yu Zecheng, there were thousands of thousand-year-old ginseng in the Yin Noodle Medicine Garden on Tiandao Peak. But he still put it away respectfully, and he understood this affection.

Wen Qing looked at Wen Man at a glance, as if she had made up her mind, took out a red pill in her arms, and said:

"Zecheng brothers, this is the ancestral medicine of our family. Each person can only have one tablet in his life and can only take it once in his life. It can remove all poisons and poisons. In fact, it is not a medicine but a poison. It is a strange poison that can stimulate your body to produce a strange immunity, thereby eliminating the poisons and poisons you have in it."

Yu Zecheng solemnly put it away, wondering if it was as magical as Wen Qing bragged about, and then turned around to say goodbye to everyone and left the flying sword.

Everyone watched Yu Zecheng leave, Ma Lishan sighed and said:

"Let's go, I'm going to come in and learn immortal arts."

Jiang Laohei said:

"Dream, that's the fate of immortality. You'd better hang out with me. We are casual cultivators, free and easy cultivators."

Wen Qing sent a voice to her sister:

"It's a pity that I gave him this Red Pill. In fact, we can kill ourselves. Sister, you really want to bear it?"

Wenman gritted his teeth and nodded firmly, still looking at Yu Zecheng's disappearance.

Yu Zecheng flew out ten miles away and could not see the figures of them. After taking out the dragon bone sailboat, chanting the spell to activate it, boarding the sailboat and putting in four intermediate spirit stones, then activate the dragon bone sailboat and giving instructions to target the Jishui River and Xuanyuan Hill.

The sailboat floated up, flew automatically, and began its journey home according to the set route.

There was no more idle work along the way. A day later, Yu Zecheng finally returned to Xuanyuan Hill smoothly. It was still a hundred miles away, so Yu Zecheng got off the sailboat and stood up with his sword to return to his Tiandao Peak Cave.

The master cannot come back within three years, so he has to use these three years to impact the foundation-building period. When the master comes back, he will be very happy to see that he has achieved success in the foundation-building. Unconsciously, Yu Zecheng replaced his master as his father. When his father died early, Yu Zecheng was less than ten years old. Although he was very strong, he still felt an indescribable pain in his heart when he saw other people's children loved by his father, so gradually his master became Yu Zecheng's father.

Yu Zecheng made up his mind secretly that after this battle, he had a very clear direction of his cultivation. After returning to the Tiandao Peak, he began his ascetic practice career.

In the blink of an eye, the weather turned cooler, late autumn came, leaves withered, and rice harvested. Soon after, autumn went and winter came, winter snow was covered with silver, and the hills were covered with silver.

The next year, the thunder rolled in spring and everything revived. Yu Zecheng opened the door of the cave, and the unparalleled sword bones were completed, and finally entered the innate level.

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Yu Zecheng delivers food to the old madman every seven days, and does this every time, and never does it a day. He always packs a pot of his own Pure Land wine to honor this old madman.

Yu Zecheng has learned all the cooking techniques of Aunt Jin, and even surpasses her. She is more delicious than Aunt Jin, but Yu Zecheng has never shown it. Every time she eats delicious foods made by Aunt Jin, and then praises her endlessly.

During these days, Yu Zecheng went to Liangzhou and bought hundreds of travel notes and historical records. He did not practice hard behind closed doors like before, either climbing high and looking far away, watching the scenery and watching flowers, reading leisurely, playing the huqin, playing the sword in the air, teasing the dragon, standing a pen to lift a painting, or being unable to sleep for a long time. He was leisurely and relaxing his body and mind every day.

Just like this, day by day, month by month, spring flowers are red like fire, midsummer is endless, maple leaves are red in late autumn, snow and ice in cold winter, another year has passed in a blink of an eye,

This day, Yu Zecheng studied the history of historian hard, and suddenly felt in his heart. He put down his books, walked to the edge of the stream at the foot of the mountain, lying naked into the river, following the river water, and flowing down the river. In an instant, Yu Zecheng assimilated with the heaven and earth, silently breaking through the innate high-level realm and reaching the peak of Qi refining stage.
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