Ancient fairy doctors in the city

The Jinxian clan no longer recognizes that they belong to the human race.

Therefore, when they face the human race again, they may enslave the human race.

This is not impossible.

"Senior, what is the current strength of the Immortal Clan?" Zhao Yang thought it was necessary to inquire.

"Because there is a problem with the passage between the fairyland and the lower realm, monks can go one step further at the peak of the earth fairy, which is the so-called comparable to the real fairyland." The old man looked at Zhao Yang and explained, "Normally speaking, after reaching this realm, unless you With resources such as the Two Boundary Stones, otherwise you would not be able to go any further."

"Two Boundary Stones?" Zhao Yang was taken aback.

A blue light flashed in the palm of the old man, and then a Two Boundary Stone exuding tyrannical fluctuations appeared.

"The two-world stone was given to us by the fairy clan. It is because of the two-world stone that we have truly set foot in the real fairyland." The old man said softly.

"Teacher, you mean it's comparable to a real fairyland, but it's actually not a real fairyland at all?" Zhao Yang asked in surprise.

"That's right, you can call that realm a false fairyland, or you can call it a half-step real fairyland." The old man nodded.

Hearing this, Zhao Yang finally understood why the Holy Sword Immortal was like a child when facing the real dragon, the two were not at the same level at all.

"Pseudo-immortals are only a breakthrough in the realm, and their cultivation base has not yet broken through, because the real power has not been transformed into fairy power." The old man said, pointing to the two-world stone path, "only by using the two-world stone to practice can one's cultivation for transformation."

"Are there many immortals in your family?"

"I know of ten real immortals, and even a hundred false immortals." The old man's words set off a storm in Zhao Yang's heart.

He finally knew why the Bone Race fled in a hurry?

Can you not escape?

Facing this lineup, if you don't escape, you will die.

"My alchemy comes from the immortal clan, and it must be more perfect than yours." The old man said while restraining a ray of divine sense and tapped it on the center of Zhao Yang's eyebrows, "See what you don't understand?"

Zhao Yang suddenly felt that a huge amount of knowledge had entered into his sea of ​​consciousness.

He sat cross-legged and carefully sorted out the knowledge points of the old man.

At his level, the computing power of the brain will not be inferior to that of a supercomputer.

After Zhao Yang sorted it out, he asked one question after another.

Gradually, the old man's face showed a solemn look, because Zhao Yang's questions were all difficult questions, even though he had studied alchemy for thousands of years, he still had to think carefully about some questions.

And in the end even he felt the strain.

It took three days for Zhao Yang to end the inquiry, and he felt that his understanding of Dan Dao had reached a new level.

And just when he was about to get up, what did he suddenly feel?

He's about to break through.

His cultivation uncontrollably rushed towards the entrance.

once!

twice!

three times!

After four times, Zhao Yang's cultivation finally set foot on the third level of Nascent Soul Realm.

After stepping into this realm, Zhao Yang felt that he was at least twice as strong as before.

"Senior, can you still see through my disguise now?"

"Yes." The old man nodded.

Zhao Yang's face suddenly collapsed.

motherfucker.

I still overestimate myself.

"But now the false immortal should not be able to see through you." The old man continued.

"The teacher means..."

"If your cultivation reaches the fourth level of Nascent Soul Realm, I don't think even I can easily see through it." The old man's words made Zhao Yang's eyes light up.

"Go, I'll take you somewhere." The old man smiled slightly.

"Where?"

"I have a disciple, he has a strange fire, called the Hundred Refined True Fire."

"Hundred Refining True Fire?"

"Hundred Refining True Fire can temper Nascent Soul, allowing you to improve your cultivation without damaging your foundation." The old man explained, "Of course the process is very painful."

"It doesn't matter."

Bailian Daoist is a pseudo-immortal of the near-immortal clan.

When Martin brought Zhao Yang to the entrance of Bailian Daoist's cave, he found that there were countless monks gathered here.

"Why are there so many monks?" Zhao Yang asked in surprise.

"Today is the day for Daoist Bailian to recruit disciples. Many geniuses from the Jinxian clan have come here." A woman next to Zhao Yang said softly.

"Boy, stay away from my junior sister Tan." The woman just said that a man not far from here was suddenly unhappy.

The corner of Zhao Yang's mouth twitched, "Well, I think you misunderstood?"

"Misunderstanding? How dare you talk back?" The man was furious.

Tan Jingjing quickly grabbed the man, "Senior Brother Gou, what are you doing?"

Because if Tan Jingjing hadn't pulled the man, the man would have rushed over to beat Zhao Yang.

"Teacher, do you think this is a random disaster?" Zhao Yang looked at Martin helplessly and asked.

"Haha, you go and solve it." After Martin finished speaking, he disappeared.

Zhao Yang knew that Martin had gone to see Bailian Daoist.

"Your teacher ran away in fright, did you see that?" The man looked at Zhao Yang coldly and said.

Zhao Yang glanced at the man, "You are amazing, okay?"

"Boy, what's your tone?" The man was irritated by Zhao Yang's tone.

"Brother, can you stop causing trouble all day long?" Tan Jingjing said helplessly.

"I just don't like that kid." The man pointed at Zhao Yang and said.

"Enough." Tan Jingjing scolded angrily, "There is no possibility between us, so don't waste your efforts in the future."

Tan Jingjing felt that it was necessary to speak clearly, otherwise her senior brother would have nothing to say.

Guo Dezhang looked at Zhao Yang with ferocious killing intent in his eyes, "Because this kid is right?"

"What's the matter?" Tan Jingjing held Zhao Yang's arm and stared at Guo Dezhang.

Guo Dezhang pointed to Zhao Yang and said, "Boy, if we have the guts, we will fight for life."

"Silly beep." Zhao Yang said lightly.

"You..." Guo Dezhang's lungs were about to explode.

At this moment, he wished to tear Zhao Yang's corpse into ten thousand pieces, but he sensed that Tan Jingjing had mobilized her true strength. As long as she had the slightest sign of making a move on her side, she would immediately defend Zhao Yang.

Not long after, a young man with blue hair appeared at the door of the cave.

"Master said that if you want to become his old man's disciple, you need to go through the burning of the real fire." The blue-haired young man's voice fell to the door, and a circle of fire appeared.

Everyone felt the scorching heat emanating from the fire circle, and each of them showed uneasy expressions.

"The circle of fire will be adjusted according to your own cultivation. When you enter, you cannot use magic weapons. As long as you can pass through the circle of fire smoothly, you will be qualified to become the master's disciple."

"Senior brother, how long is this circle of fire?"

"Ten meters." The blue-haired young man replied, "Of course, ten meters is not so easy."

"Senior brother, can I bring my junior sister to enter together?"

"I advise you not to do this, because if you do this, the difficulty will increase by an order of magnitude, which means you need to withstand more than three times the high temperature."