Chapter 676 It's Better to Go Home (5200 Plus)

"How did it end?"

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

"Several third-tier monsters with extremely long lifespans were all wiped out, and even a third-tier 'Longevity Turtle' fell into the formation..."

The glamorous female shopkeeper chuckled: "My concubine guessed that those Nascent Soul monsters even planned to use the formation to cultivate the demon king, but I didn't expect that the formation only reduced lifespan and did not increase cultivation... until the end... , even a Tier 4 alien species tried to break into the formation, but it retreated... But it was several times older when it came out. This time is not enough time to explore the Beidou Palace, but it is a combination of my family's knot and Beihai Sanren. The relics were taken out...leading to another Nascent Soul battle."

"The fourth-order Nascent Soul monster that dared to enter the formation probably belonged to the type with extremely long life among monsters. Maybe the main body was also an old turtle... but it almost died of old age in the formation in just a moment... ...'

Aaron thought for a moment.

Feel like you should live longer than the Longevity Turtle?

Maybe... you can try?

‘However, it’s still too dangerous...and during this period of time, there are quite a few Nascent Souls who tried it...how many eyes are staring there. '

'I'd better wait for hundreds of thousands of years, and come back after the limelight has passed and the Nascent Soul has condensed. '

Thinking of this, he sighed: "It seems... this opportunity is not what I and other monks of alchemy can think of. This is tea money, so I will leave."

After putting down a bag of spirit stones, he got up and left.

Walking out of Tianfeng Building and looking at the bustling Qianyang City, Aaron suddenly felt homesick.

'It's too dangerous to do a big job...I'd better go back to the Far West. '

'At least...there are no Nascent Soul cultivators there. With my current cultivation base, I can run wild! '

‘I’d rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail! '

Xinshoucun abuse dishes, ten lipo sword god, will always be Aaron's favorite!

'If you count the time, Xiaoqing is five hundred years old, right? '

"The remaining nine-eyed crabapple in the elixir garden should have at most six eyes opened..."

'And my cultivation really doesn't care much about aura, isn't it just a longer time? '

'The chances of Daqian Ningying are unstable, and many of them need to be fought for... Compete with those peerless geniuses who are forming alchemy for the chance of Dao, will they die endlessly? It's not my style...and it's dangerous to fuck...'

'It's better to go back, it's better to go back...'

'I want to go back to Xinshou Village to play tricks! '

Aaron's eyes were firm, and he faced up to his own 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 traverse the Far West, it is simply icing on the cake, even if it doesn't, it doesn't matter.

Because the ancestors of the alchemy in the far west, regardless of their cultivation level, magic weapon, supernatural power, and even fighting experience...all lag behind their colleagues in Daqian in an all-round way!

The more Aaron thought about it, the more impatient he felt...

In fact, with his current combat power, if Shushan Jiange came out with a true biography of alchemy, he might be able to win a 50-50 split.

And there are quite a few evil stars of forming alchemy in Daqian...

So I can only go back and bully the other Ancestors of Pill Formation...

This person needs to be self-aware.

...

Returning from Dagan to the Far West, the first thing Aaron thought of was naturally the Merchant Ship of Haoranzong.

But when he went to find out, he discovered a sad thing... The branch of Hao Ranzong in Qianyang City had disappeared for decades.

During this period of time, the exchange of merchant ships between the two sides was cut off!

'It seems... what happened to Hao Ranzong? '

Aaron was a little disappointed, the hope of taking a ride was gone...

But it doesn't matter... After all, he is already a cultivator of alchemy, and the scarlet fire monster who escorted the flying boat all the way back then may not be able to beat him.

Moreover, a monk who formed an alchemy personally flew on the road, the target is smaller, and the possibility of encountering danger is lower.

He still has the original road map in his hand...

"It seems... I can only go back on my own, and the speed may be faster than the flying boat..."

'After so many years, I don't know what happened to my small island and those old people? '

Aaron made up his mind and bought a lot of supplies before Shi Shiran left Qianyang City.

And from this day onwards, "Shen Fei", the alchemy deacon of Shushan Jiange, disappeared mysteriously...

Even though Shushan Jiange searched for a while, he didn't get the slightest clue or news. We can only guess that he probably fell into a secret place, or fell directly...

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

Besides, Shen Fei is not an important person, he is not a true disciple, and he hasn't made any progress in his cultivation skills for a hundred years after forming alchemy, so he obviously doesn't have much potential.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an alchemy, maybe Shushan Jiange wouldn't even look for him!

All in all, with the passage of time, this very low-key deacon of alchemy was quickly forgotten by everyone in Dagan...

In addition to the fact that the Shen family was in a more difficult situation due to the loss of their backing, in fact, Aaron's impact on the world of cultivating immortals was negligible.

Even the Shen family used his name to shelter them for many years. It wasn't until later that they couldn't hide it that they confirmed the news of the deacon's disappearance...

...

Far West.

Lin Guo.

Lake Taize.

Several streamers stopped in mid-air, and they were monks who controlled various magic weapons.

"Brother Zeng, the spiritual energy here is thin, is there really a spiritual thing?"

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

With all her cultivation, she has suddenly reached the late stage of Qi refining.

And that brother Zeng was wearing a blue shirt, holding a mountain-water folding fan, and he was also a monk in the late stage of Qi refining: "This is naturally... Sister Ling, don't worry, it's a coincidence that I'm a brother. I passed by this great lake in the mortal world and found out There is no trace of the elixir, but there is a 'Longevity Turtle' guarding the elixir, with a monster aura that has reached the peak of the first order... Brother Wei is not an opponent, so I can only find you and brother Li to help... After the completion, we can share the elixir on the small island equally!"

The last of the three, 'Brother Li', was dressed in black, with a gloomy expression, and his cultivation had reached the point of great perfection in Qi refining.

Hearing the words, he just said coldly: "If there really are hundreds of years of elixir here... I owe you a favor!"

"Haha... Brother Li, sister Ling, please!"

The young man surnamed Zeng was overjoyed, and immediately stepped on a green leaf magic weapon to lead the way.

It didn't take long to arrive near the elixir island!

"Looking at the mist, it seems that there are traces of cultivating immortals... But it has been in disrepair for many years, and it has been half-abandoned. It is probably a former cave?"

Lingmei's eyes lit up.

"It should be!"

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

Complete qi refining, young age, high-grade magic weapon... these are the signs of a true disciple of the Jindan Sect!

At this time, 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 cyan tortoise about ten feet long emerged from the mist, and opened its mouth to spit out a magic weapon, resisting the attack of the black flying knife.

"Longevity turtle?"

The eyes of the young man surnamed Li brightened: "You idiot, the most cherished spiritual thing here is none other than this long-lived turtle! Looking at the annual ring pattern and cultivation level on its back, it should be four to five hundred years old. It's old... As long as you cultivate it for a period of time, you may be able to advance to become a second-level monster! I don't know how many cultivation families will fight for it... This turtle is mine, you must be careful when you start it, don't hurt it life!"