The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Zhan Nianchuan knelt down and kowtowed, banging his head on the ground.

Elder Hu's face was ashen. He held the rhubarb head with one hand and reviewed the whole process of the matter. He confirmed that Zhan Nianchuan was not lying. He looked at the large pieces of Ningzhu grass crushed into the soil in the garden and couldn't help but sigh and threw it to Zhan Nianchuan. Nian Chuan has a bottle of elixir.

"Apply the medicine yourself, and you can take a break for the next few days, and then you can rest the garden in a few days."

"Young man, I obey." Zhan Nianchuan looked at Dahuang timidly, then huddled aside and agreed.

Dahuang, who was beaten all over by Zhan Nianchuan, was in pain when he saw that Zhan Nianchuan was still pretending to be pitiful. He bared his teeth and roared with anger. He rushed forward and opened his mouth to bite again. He looked very ferocious.

Elder Hu kicked Dahuang over, picked up Dahuang's ears and left.

The night watch disciple looked at Zhan Nianchuan with pity and left.

Suddenly, the garden, which was bustling just now, became extremely quiet.

Zhan Nianchuan limped into the thatched house, slowly washed away all the mud, and treated all the wounds, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

At this time, he already owned thirty-eight Ningzhu Dew.

"It's time to leave now." Zhan Nianchuan muttered to himself, looking at the full moon in the sky.

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A few days later, after Zhan Nianchuan tidied up the garden, he ran to the affairs office of the Beast Control Sect and accepted a task to capture spiritual beasts in the Cangluan Mountains. He left the Beast Control Sect's sect-protecting formation and entered the vastness. Cangluan Mountains.

Putting the sect token and elixir planting experience in the forest, Zhan Nianchuan took out the high-level flying talisman without hesitation, and after activating it, it turned into a stream of light and shot out of the mountain.

After flying for half an hour, Zhan Nianchuan jumped into the ground and started to escape in a slightly deflected direction. Half an hour later, Zhan Nianchuan used the flying talisman to fly again. After repeating this several times, Zhan Nianchuan finally left the Cangluan Mountains.

Six days later, Zhan Nianchuan returned to Xuantian Sect.

As soon as he returned to his cave, Zhan Nianchuan got a big surprise.

Li Xiaoqiang is here.

"Brother Zhan!"

The Li Xiaoqiang in front of him looked much stronger and several inches taller than before. The only thing that remained unchanged was that his eyes were still clear.

"Haha, Xiaoqiang, long time no see." The two hadn't seen each other for more than a year, and when they met, they gave each other a big hug.

"Brother Zhan, these are the spiritual herbs and monster flesh and blood that my master asked someone to bring back to you." Although Li Xiaoqiang was excited, he still remembered to complete what his master asked him to do first.

What appeared in front of Zhan Nianchuan's eyes were more than a dozen red agate-like horns. Although they were spiritual grass, they were extremely hard. They were the agate horns that Zhan Nianchuan could not find.

Zhan Nianchuan was also overjoyed by the thousands of kilograms of monster flesh and blood. They were all the flesh and blood of monsters above the sixth level, including a giant octopus from the early stage of enlightenment. It seemed that Jinghaicheng really had no shortage of monster flesh.

While he was overjoyed, Li Xiaoqiang regretfully told Zhan Nianchuan, "Master said he couldn't find Ningzhu Dew, and she couldn't find it on the black market either."

"It doesn't matter, thank Senior Sister Wang for me and tell her that I have found the Ningzhu Dew and there is no need to look for it anymore." Zhan Nianchuan waved his hand, feeling very comfortable, and looked at Li Xiaoqiang with a smile:

"Xiaoqiang, we haven't seen each other for so long, let's compare notes?"

"Okay, Brother Zhan, please give me some advice."

Li Xiaoqiang agreed without hesitation. He was now at the third level of Qi Condensation, and he still had a long sword, a middle-grade yellow-level magic weapon that Wang Yan had given him. This was the time when his confidence was bursting.

"Come on, let me see how you've been practicing in the past two years?"

Zhan Nianchuan remained motionless, looking at Li Xiaoqiang expectantly.

A sharp sword light flashed, and Li Xiaoqiang slashed at Zhan Nianchuan with a fierce sword. The sword wind roared and raised Zhan Nianchuan's black hair.

Seeing that the sword light was about to hit Zhan Nianchuan, when Li Xiaoqiang was hesitating whether to sheath his sword, Zhan Nianchuan's body suddenly tilted a few inches to the right at an incredible angle, dodging the sword light, and with a sudden movement. The fist hit Li Xiaoqiang's chest and abdomen.

Li Xiaoqiang swung his sword calmly and continued to slash downward and to the left. He actually ignored the heavy punches and just exchanged injuries for injuries.

He will definitely receive a heavy punch, but his long sword can directly cut off Zhan Nianchuan's legs!

"Haha."

Zhan Nianchuan let out a long laugh, kicked his legs violently, jumped up high, twisted his waist and legs in the air, and kicked Li Xiaoqiang hard.

Feeling the powerful and heavy kick, Li Xiaoqiang lowered his head and rolled downwards, out of Zhan Nianchuan's attack range.

Li Xiaoqiang stood up immediately, but was horrified to find that Zhan Nianchuan was completely missing. Just as he was confused, a big hand from below suddenly stretched out, grabbed his right leg and dragged him to the ground.

A man suddenly jumped out from the ground, kicked his long sword away with one kick, and kicked him hard with another kick, making a hunting sound.

Li Xiaoqiang only had time to condense a thin layer of protective spiritual light before he was kicked to pieces, and he flew more than ten feet away like a broken sack.

This person was naturally Zhan Nianchuan. He looked at Li Xiaoqiang who kept screaming in the distance, smiled and shouted:

"Stop pretending, I'm not using force."

"Ouch, brother Zhan, don't you have enough physical strength? I'm going to be kicked to pieces by you." Li Xiaoqiang muttered and stood up, patting the dust on his body. It was nothing serious.

Zhan Nianchuan smiled and praised: "Yes, his magic power is solid and his fighting skills are resolute and decisive. He has worked hard. People of the same level will never be your opponent."

Li Xiaoqiang was very happy to be recognized by Zhan Nianchuan. He knew from Wang Yan's words how strong his brother Zhan really was, and he also knew that he still had a long way to go.

"What do you think of Brother Zhan's escape method that emerged from the earth just now?" Zhan Nianchuan suddenly asked.

"It's amazing. I can't sense it at all. It's almost impossible to solve during the battle." Li Xiaoqiang kept praising him. He was extremely envious of Zhan Nianchuan's escape method.

"You can't say that, it's just that your spiritual consciousness is too weak to perceive it." Zhan Nianchuan has a clear understanding. This escape method is useful in battle, but it will not be used in the fighting of high-level monks. It is greatly affected, but its biggest function is to escape. This is where it can be called unsolvable.

Looking at Li Xiaoqiang, who was holding the Five Elements Escape Technique and looking extremely excited, Zhan Nianchuan ordered: "Go find a house to meditate on your own. I'm going to make the elixir now. I'll come back to you after I make it."

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After the two separated, Zhan Nianchuan returned to the alchemy room. After opening the restriction, he organized all the materials and placed them on the stone table one by one.

Now he has enough materials to refine the Transformation Pill. He can probably refine it twenty times, as long as he succeeds once.

Zhan Nianchuan sat cross-legged and meditated, rehearsing the refining method of the Transformation Pill written in the classics dozens of times in his mind. After confirming that there were no omissions, he began to make preparations.