Redwood Ridge, Chamber of Secrets.

The two Zhong Yuans each sat on a jade futon, one with a Blood Flame Lotus hanging above his head, and the other with a three-color golden wheel hanging behind his head.

Between the light and flames of the Blood Flame Lotus, from time to time, a series of ruyi-shaped flames shot out, falling on the jade talisman blessed by Zhong Yuan's magic technique. The three-color golden wheel is also like tea, but what it shoots out is the light and shadow of Vientiane and the light of the five gods.

Flames and light were sprinkled like meteor showers, and the jade talismans in front of the two Zhong Yuan had already piled up several hills.

At this moment, suddenly, outside the secret room, the voice of the Nine Lives Boy sounded, "Master, the first batch of elixirs of the red-haired master has been practiced, please come over and check it!"

"Oh, so fast?" Zhong Yuan couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard this.

You must know that alchemy is much more difficult than refining talismans. Cultivating to the point where they are, as long as the mana is sufficient, the void can be condensed, let alone with the help of materials. Alchemy is very different, and the process is complicated!

The reason why I know so much is because the Shura Blood Flame cultivated by Zhong Yuan is also one of the best flames for refining pills. However, after understanding, Zhong Yuan had already given up from the bottom of his heart, and decided that it would be good for him to dabble in refining weapons a little.

This time, the second primordial god did not move, Zhong Yuan's body stopped, opened the secret room, and walked out. Because, he didn't need to refine much, and besides, he had the Pure Yang Golden Pill obtained from the Pure Yang True Person, Lu Dongbin, who could replenish his mana at any time, which could be said to be easy.

The current Zhong Yuan, as the head of the Hongmu Ridge Sect, can be said to know everything here. After leaving the secret room, he secretly ordered the disciples on duty to push the Shura Blood Array, and with one step, he arrived outside the secret vault.

As soon as he entered, Zhong Yuan was shocked by the huge scene.

In the secret vault, on the top of thousands of large and small Dan furnaces, there are curling smoke rising up, like the smoke of thousands of cooking houses, gathering here, it is really magnificent!

"Senior brother, you're really generous!"

Knowing, and seeing with your own eyes, are two very different feelings. At this moment, Zhong Yuan did not mean any compliment, and praised it completely from the heart.

When the red-haired ancestor heard this, he was obviously very useful, and said to himself, "This is just some pills used by mortals!

While the two were talking, all the smoke from the Dan furnace was exhausted.

At this time, the red-haired ancestor drank clearly, his hands were like wheels, and the light of the magic trick was like rain in the sky, "sonorous, sonorous, sonorous," countless sounds of gold and iron resonance, all the Dan furnace lids flew up, and then, the incomparably rich medicinal fragrance was overwhelming, sweeping over, making people feel refreshed!

At this time, the red-haired ancestor made a move, and thirteen red gourds flew down from one side of the wall, and the lid spontaneously opened, aiming at those Dan furnaces. Standing at the moment, like a long whale sucking water, countless pills, strung into countless arch bridges, did not go to the mouth of the gourd.

In just a few moments, all the pills in the furnace were gone. Zhong Yuan paid special attention to it, but he was shocked to find that the number of pills flying out of so many Dan furnaces was exactly the same. This means that the red-haired ancestor actually did not refine even a single piece of medicinal materials.

This is an extremely terrifying data, and unconsciously, Zhong Yuan was shocked again.

After the pill was collected, the red-haired ancestor summoned the thirteen gourds and handed them all to Zhong Yuan, saying, "The first time I tried this mortal pill, I didn't dare to be too big for my brother, and I only refined thirteen different ones. However, the first batch of disciples to go down the mountain should be enough. Wait for the next batch to come out, there should be more variety!"

Listening to the red-haired ancestor's extraordinarily contemptuous words, Zhong Yuan felt that he couldn't stay any longer. The shock I have received today is enough, and if there are more, I will really be stimulated.

At that moment, after Zhong Yuan took it, he casually said a few words like not to work too hard, and then said goodbye and left.

As soon as he stepped out, when he reappeared, he was outside his secret room. Zhong Yuan was about to return to the secret room, take out some spirit runes, and go to the main hall of the Divine Palace to distribute them, when suddenly, he felt an inexplicable power pouring down, and immediately timed, he urged the magic eye to look towards the sky.

At this glance, I saw a huge square mirror, hanging high in the void, and on the side, there were seven people standing, all of whom were masters above the earth immortal. One of them, whom he recognized, was the ascetic head.

For a while, Zhong Yuan thought that the Emei faction was about to attack Hongmuling. But soon, he regained his composure, knowing that this was absolutely impossible. Because, just a few people, want to destroy the current Redwood Ridge, it is really a fool's dream. At that moment, he was not afraid, and flew directly into the sky and came to them.

At this time, the huge square treasure mirror was also put away by an old woman next to the ascetic head.

"Sect Master Zhong, the old man is polite!" "The ascetic head is no different from last time, and his face is still bitter.

"Ascetic Master, these people should all be from the Emei faction!" Zhong Yuan said unceremoniously, "What are your intentions for peeking at my Redwood Ridge Mountain Gate so blatantly, do you really think that I have no one in Redwood Ridge?"

Just as Zhong Yuan spoke, the red-haired Old Ancestor, Yu Luan, the Five Ghost Heavenly Kings Shang Heyang, and Cai De also flew into the air and came behind Zhong Yuan.

Immediately, it is another salute.

"It turns out that Master Yingmu is also here!" the red-haired ancestor bowed to the old woman first, and then frowned and said, "Ascetic fellow, what are you doing?"

"Sect Master Zhong, red-haired Taoist friends, fellow Daoists, don't be angry, listen to me slowly, explain the cause and effect!" At this time, Li Yuanhua, the bearded immortal on the side, jumped out and said, "Here's the thing, Zheng Yin, the son of the blood god who was a disaster in the world, broke the ban left by his ancestor and came out of the mountain again. You have all practiced for many years, and you know a lot about secrets, so you must all know how terrifying the Blood God Son is?

If we give him enough time, I am afraid that all the sects between heaven and earth will be destroyed by him! Therefore, we invite the treasure of the sect - the photographic mirror to shine all over the world, hoping to find out his clues and eliminate them as soon as possible!"

"I see!" Zhong Yuan smiled secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be moved, nodded, and said, "The method of 'Blood Nerve' really shouldn't appear in the world, this is a great disaster for all monks in the world, and we should support such a thing!

Shicai, if it weren't for the fact that I recognized the ascetic master, I didn't know any of the other people, so I wouldn't have directly used the Shura Blood Transformation Array to greet me!"

"It's not that we don't want to say hello, it's really that we're worried that delaying this moment will make the Blood God Son alert, so he will run away!" replied with a wry smile on his face.

"Okay, since it's a misunderstanding, let's stop this matter!" Zhong Yuan waved his hand casually and said, "You still have to continue to investigate and pursue! Since this is the case, then I won't leave you behind, if you find the Blood God Son and need our Redwood Ridge to help, just ask!"

"Then we'll thank Sect Master Zhong first!" At this time, the ascetic head finally spoke, and a smile barely squeezed out of his face.

Although Zhong Yuan felt that the state of the ascetic head was a little strange, he didn't know the details, if he knew, he would definitely be happy in his heart.

After seeing the ascetic Toutuo and his party go away, the red-haired ancestor explained the identities of the rest of the people to Zhong Yuan, which made Zhong Yuan feel very comfortable.

Because, if they had invested such power in the search for the Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin, the power poured into the fighting sword of Ciyun Temple would obviously be smaller. Listening to Xu Feiniang's meaning, many of her suggestions seem to have been adopted, so that the one-sided situation in my memory may not appear again.

If the Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin escaped the search of the Emei faction and also appeared on the battlefield of Ciyun Temple and snatched the Ziying Sword, then the Emei faction would suffer a little loss!

With such an effect, Zhong Yuan's mood was naturally extraordinarily comfortable. So much so that when they gave the first batch of disciples who came down the mountain in Hongmuling, they were all smiling all the time, which made these disciples very surprised in their hearts, how did the majestic master change this virtue on weekdays?

Zhong Yuan was not ignorant of this, but he didn't care

A small town in the lower reaches of the Huai River.

It had just been flooded, starvation, and plague.

A young man in white, in the ignorance of everyone, came here, and used the fairy water combined with the elixir to save people in pain one by one.

The elixir on this young man's body seems to be omnipotent, and it is endless, whether it is hunger or disease, after drinking it, he will recover as quickly as ever.

But in three days, all the people who didn't die in the whole town recovered their health. In addition, the filth of the water source has been removed, so there is no need to worry about contracting the plague as a result.

Although this young man left immediately after treating everyone, and did not accept the offerings of everyone, his name and his sect were firmly remembered by these people.

Zhuang Yi, Redwood Ridge

Such a similar situation is quietly staged in various parts of China.

Unconsciously, the ordinary people in the world know that there is a great faction of immortals in southern Xinjiang, and all of them are good immortals. Gradually, countless teenagers with dreams of cultivating immortals, and heroes in the world, unwilling to travel thousands of miles, began to flock to southern Xinjiang, hoping to worship under the door of Hongmuling.

(To be continued)