Chapter 418 Purple Light Tree, Purple Spirit Fruit
After a while.
Yang Gan's fingers trembled slightly. Under the guidance of his fingers, the purple flame bird, which contained astonishing fire power, flew around his palm twice, then quickly sank into his palm and disappeared without a trace. disappeared.
Looking at his white and broad palms, Yang Gan showed a trace of satisfaction on his face.
Originally, even ordinary Yuanying monks did not dare to touch such a powerful flame as the dry blue ice flame. But now, with the help of this shura holy fire, its power has been significantly enhanced. promote.
This undoubtedly gave Yang Qian more confidence in the various battles in the future.
"In this way, not only did I successfully refine part of the power of the dry blue ice flame, but I also mastered this shred of the Shura Holy Fire. Who else among the monks below the stage of becoming a god can compete with me?"
"I'm afraid, even if I face a monk in the early stages of becoming a god, I'm not without the strength to fight!"
Yang Qian felt heroic in his heart. He felt that with his cultivation in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he would not be defeated unless he encountered a master in the transformation stage. He couldn't help but feel a little elated.
After he sat quietly in the cave for half an hour, he finally couldn't restrain his excitement and turned into a purple rainbow and escaped out of the cave.
"Find some monsters from the demon world to try out new magical powers!"
Yang Qian was a little eager to try. He looked in one direction and stopped walking on foot. He shot away directly at an altitude of fifty or sixty feet.
His speed was extremely fast, and the wind whistled in his ears.
Human world.
In the far west, the main altar of Qianzhu Sect.
Within the sanctuary.
A figure suddenly appeared out of thin air without warning, as if it had transcended the limitations of space and appeared directly in this mysterious place.
He stumbled, his feet unsteady, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Bright red blood flowed out and dyed his clothes red.
It was Yang Qian.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he immediately took out several porcelain bottles of different colors from the storage ring. The mouths of the bottles were turned upside down in his palm, and five pills filled with auras rolled down into his palm.
Then, without hesitation, he raised his head and swallowed all the pills.
"Hoo——"
Yang Gan took a deep breath, then sat down cross-legged, kneading in his hands and closing his eyes tightly. There was still some blood on his pale face, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.
After half an hour, Yang Qian's breath began to stabilize gradually, as if he was silently recovering his magic power.
A full seven days and seven nights passed.
Yang Qian's cheeks slowly returned to the previous color. He slowly opened his eyes, a hint of haze flashed in his eyes.
In the wasteland mountains of the demon world, Yang Qian did not encounter high-level monsters at first, and gradually relaxed his vigilance.
He fled for several months and came to a strange area.
It was in this desolate land that a strange aroma hit my nostrils.
Yang Gan followed the scent and discovered a strange huge purple-red tree.
Beside the giant tree, there were seventeen or eight red bats with fleshy wings on their backs, circling around the purple-red giant tree.
In a huge crown at the top of the giant tree, there are actually several green fruits. Each one is only about the size of a thumb, but it exudes an alluring aroma.
"Purple Light Tree!"
Yang Qian could tell at a glance that this was an extremely rare purple light tree, and there were already two "Purple Spirit Fruits" ripe.
He couldn't help but secretly rejoice at his luck, and at the same time stared at the dozen or so red bats, secretly feeling frightened.
After hesitating for a moment, Yang Gan decided to take a chance.
Faced with the temptation of the "Purple Spirit Fruit", and Yang Qian believed that his strength had greatly increased, he could escape at any time through the gate of heaven and earth, so he activated 100% of the Brahma Saint's true demonic skills, and couldn't help but use Ziyun directly. Wings sprinted out. However, this group of ferocious red bats surprised Yang Gan.
Even though he had an extremely powerful body and body refining skills in the Nascent Soul Stage, his body was still scratched to pieces by these crimson bats.
Even the purple cloud wing speed that he was proud of before could not gain any advantage in front of this group of red bats.
Yang Gan was horrified. He never expected that these red bats could be so powerful.
He began to realize that his previous judgment might have been too optimistic, but at this point, he could only grit his teeth and persist.
Otherwise, you will really lose your wife and your troops.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Yang Gan finally captured a "Purple Spirit Fruit". When it was blasted into the ground by a red bat, he decisively opened the door to the universe and left this world directly.
This danger is really unimaginable for monks in the human world.
Recalling the danger at that time in his mind, a trace of fear flashed in Yang Qian's eyes.
Sit quietly for a while.
With a flash of vision, Yang Qian stretched out his hand, and an emerald green fruit only the size of a thumb appeared in his palm.
At the same time, an attractive aroma appeared in the room.
At that moment, an alluring aroma filled the air of the stone room, as if it contained some kind of magic power.
Although the purple spirit fruit has no effect on monks at the integration stage and above, if combined with rare spiritual grass, it can even be refined into a panacea that can improve the mana of monks at the void refining stage.
This kind of heaven-defying spiritual fruit is almost impossible to find in the human world.
Only the higher-level interfaces such as the spirit world and the demon world have countless treasures of heaven and earth.
"Purple Spirit Fruit, with this fruit and other medicinal materials, although it is impossible to refine higher-level elixirs, it is definitely very effective for the Nascent Soul stage." Yang Qian's face , finally a faint smile emerged.
It was not in vain that he worked hard and almost died to get this purple spirit fruit. As long as it is taken after being refined, it is a sure thing to break through the middle stage of Yuanying. It is even possible that the mana cultivation level in the middle stage of Yuanying can be improved endlessly. Less.
This will be an important opportunity for him to break through in cultivation and improve his strength.
Although he had such thoughts in his mind, Yang Qian did not immediately start refining the elixir in the temple. Instead, he pondered for a moment, stood up and walked out of the temple gate.
After glancing at the dim passage, Yang Gan's figure swayed and turned into a purple rainbow, shooting away and disappearing at an unbelievable speed.
After flashing twice, the purple frightening rainbow drew an astonishing arc, twisting and turning in the Thousand Sacred Mountains, flying into the distance, rushing out of the mountain in the blink of an eye, and then suddenly climbed straight into the clouds and disappeared into the sky. .
He hadn't returned to Qianzhu Sect for so many years, so he still wanted to make an inspection.
In any case, Qianzhu Sect is now his sect.
After half an hour.
The main hall of the Qianzhu Sect's main altar.
Yang Gan was sitting on a towering sapphire carved chair. His eyes were as calm as water, and his black robe gently swayed with his movements.
He lowered his head slightly and looked down at the people below.
The beautiful woman in the red dress and the lean boy stood respectfully on both sides.
"So, Lu Sanhuai died ten years ago because he was poisoned and was forced to live for another year?" Yang Gan said with a cold tone and a cold expression.
Before Yang Qian left, Lu Sanhuai was appointed as the Qingyu Lion King, the protector of the Qianzhu Sect, and guarded the Qianzhu Sect with his late-stage cultivation of Dan Ji. Such strength was more than enough for the sect.
After all, the entire far western land has long been unified by the Qianzhu Sect, so there are no enemies left.
As a result, after all these years, his only protective Dharma King was just gone.
You know, cultivating an alchemy monk is an extremely difficult task.
(End of chapter)