Chapter 109 (1/2)

The one person high medicine tripod looks strange in shape, like a big urn without a lid.

”There seems to be only one chance.”

Looking at the only purple orchid, Zhou Yang gave a bitter smile.

Boom.

With a bang, Zhou Yang picked up the cauldron and went to the room prepared in advance.

The small room is not in the villa, but in a more secluded place.

This is the place Zhou Yang specially selected for alchemy.

If you look carefully, you will find that this is a very strange place in the mouth of the dragon head.

After coming here, Zhou Yang took out all the materials prepared in the past ten years and put them on the ground word by word.

Looking at all kinds of materials, Zhou Yang took a puff from the corner of his eyes, but his heart was still excited!

”Although the refined broken seal pill is not a high-grade pill, it's hard to say with my current strength.”

If ordinary people have the life experience and memory of Zhou Yang, they can be a strong man in the earth for more than ten years.

However, Zhou Yang was different. His constitution was quite special in the previous life. Only when he opened the blood seal that bound him, could he really step on the road

On the road of cultivation.

This is why Zhou Yang spent more than ten years searching for materials instead of practicing all the time.

”Breaking the seal, breaking the awesome Dan, you must give it strength.”

Soon, Zhou Yang converged and began the process of evolution and alchemy in his mind. Even if it was a tiny detail, Zhou Yang didn't let it go.

Although Zhou Yang did not know how many times he had recalled the whole process of alchemy, he still did not dare to be careless and tried to find the best way.

In this way, time is passing by bit by bit.

During Zhou Yang's Alchemy, Seoul was not peaceful.

After Zhou Yang destroyed the image of Qiming, Qiming's senior officials were furious, especially his ancestor Zheng Wan.

Finally, they found Zhou Yang through the backhand of the Qinglong gang.

”Master Zheng, Zhou Yang is in Seoul. That boy is very evil. You should be careful.”

In a hall in Tianming City, Qian Mu looks at a gray old man in front of him with a flattering face.

I saw the old man dressed in white, sitting there as straight as a pine, and there was no emotion fluctuation on his solemn face.

This person is sitting there, not saying a word, not doing an action, but it will make everyone feel a huge pressure.

No other, just because this person is a master of immigration.

Today's cultivation world is generally divided into skin refining, meat refining, bone refining, and finally reaching perfection. When it comes to Huazhen, practitioners can use the spiritual power of the whole body, such as taking things from the space.

On top of Huazhen, there is a more terrifying realm: entry. People entering the country already have the power that ordinary people can't guess. It's not difficult to fight tigers and cheetahs with bare hands.

Such a person, in the Chinese cultivation world, can walk horizontally.

In front of him, Zheng Wan is a master in the realm of entry.

”Hum, this time I will kill Zhou Yang and raise the power of my enlightenment.”

Zheng Wang gave a cold hum, and his body was full of murderous air.

Poop!

In Zheng Wan's murderous anger, Qian Mu couldn't hold on for a second, and fell on his knees.

”Waste.”

Coldly looked at Qian Mu, Zheng wasted cold drink.

Although the sound was calm, it was like a dull thunder in Zheng Wan's ears. He almost didn't respond to it and was scared to the ground.

”Go and find out what Zhou Yang is doing.”

Zheng Wan's eyelids moved slightly, and he made a cold voice.

”Yes, yes.”

Qian Mu smell speech repeatedly nod, stand up after rolling away.