Chapter 625: Nine-turn Golden Pill, the Secret of Yang Jian
Without any hesitation, Li Daoxuan plunged into the ancient and mysterious Tushita Palace. Just as Xiaotian said, there were indeed no restrictions.
"Woof woof, come here, sir!"
Xiaotian seemed to be very familiar with this place. The huge Tushita Palace was like a maze, but under its leadership, he easily bypassed the numerous buildings and finally came to a green room.
There are two big characters written on the plaque - Danfang.
Li Daoxuan was shocked and without caring about his injuries, he immediately pushed open the door.
What wafts to your face is the invigorating fragrance of elixir. Even though it has been sealed for who knows how many years, the alchemy room still has that rich medicinal aroma.
The interior of the house is very plain, without any grandeur, and seems to be very back to nature. However, in Li Daoxuan's eyes, this alchemy room is more splendid and magnificent than any fairy palace, even the Lingxiao Palace is far inferior.
Just because the medicine cabinets on the wall are filled with densely packed jade bottles, which are labeled.
"Nine-turn Soul-Restoring Pill, Nine-turn Taiyi Pill, Nine-turn Great Rejuvenating Pill..."
Li Daoxuan looked at them one by one and suddenly his heart was filled with emotion.
Every pill here is personally refined by the Taoist Ancestor. Some can bring the dead back to life, some can improve cultivation, and some can prolong life.
But the most precious one is still the legendary Nine Revolutions Golden Pill!
"Woof woof, the Nine Revolutions Golden Pills are here, there are so many!"
Xiaotian shouted excitedly. He saw that on one of the cabinets, there were many Nine Revolutions Golden Pills in jade bottles. With just a quick glance, there were probably dozens of bottles.
Li Daoxuan did not dare to delay and immediately took down a bottle and poured it out. Three round and golden pills rolled into his palm, emitting an invisible temptation.
He was excited. There were three pills in each bottle. That meant there must be hundreds of Nine Revolutions Golden Pills here, right?
At this moment, even with Li Daoxuan's great concentration, his breathing couldn't help but become a little rapid.
Thinking that Yang Jian might catch up with him at any time, he didn't care about anything and directly put a Nine Revolutions Golden Pill into his mouth.
The next moment, he showed a look of doubt, and felt that the golden pill in his mouth had no medicinal fragrance, just like... ordinary flour.
Could it be that Taishang Laojun's alchemy technique has reached the state of returning to nature, so the medicinal power of the golden elixir has not been lost at all?
After Li Daoxuan swallowed the golden elixir, he sat cross-legged in meditation, waiting for the drug to take effect.
However, time passed quietly and he felt nothing.
"How is that possible?"
Li Daoxuan took another pill, but there was still no movement in his body.
Xiaotian also ate a few pills, but the same thing happened. There was no medicinal effect, and his cultivation level did not improve at all. The pills even tasted quite bad, like a hardened lump of mud that had been dried by the wind.
Li Daoxuan's heart gradually sank.
He poured out bottle after bottle of pills in disbelief, including the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pills and Nine-Turn Taiyi Pills, and found that all the pills were the same: their medicinal power had been lost and they had turned into ordinary powder.
Not to mention becoming an immortal, eating too much will cause stomachache.
He poured out all the pills, and the densely packed pills rolled onto the ground. These rare elixirs had now completely lost their medicinal properties, and not a single one was spared.
"That's impossible. It's only been a short time. How could the drug's effectiveness be lost so seriously?"
Li Daoxuan was somewhat distraught and puzzled.
Only a few hundred years have passed since the gods and Buddhas disappeared. This is an elixir of life, and it is kept in an alchemy room full of spiritual energy and preserved in a jade bottle. Even if some of the medicinal power has been lost, it shouldn't have reached this point, right?
"Woof woof, sir, it seems that man is not chasing us."
At this time Xiaotian suddenly reminded.
Li Daoxuan opened his third eye and discovered that Yang Jian was quietly guarding the 32nd heaven and had not come to the 33rd heaven, as if he had some concerns.
This is good news.
"Look again. I don't believe that there is not a bottle of edible medicine in such a huge Tushita Palace."
Li Daoxuan and Xiaotian began to explore the Tushita Palace.
The Ziqi Pavilion was empty, the Qixing Hall was deserted, and even in the alchemy room that Li Daoxuan was most looking forward to, there was no trace of any elixir.
Instead, Xiaotian found a piece of rag used to pad the legs of the Eight Trigrams Alchemy Furnace from under the furnace that had been abandoned for who knows how many years.
There were some vague patterns on it, but they were blurry and unclear, and there was a smell of ash.
This alchemy furnace is a treasure, but Li Daoxuan is no longer in the mood to care about it. The dilemma facing him now is... how to defeat Erlang Shen Yang Jian?
Yang Jian was guarding the 32nd heaven, blocking the way. If he wanted to leave heaven, he had to force his way out.
However, without the help of elixirs, how long would it take to practice on your own?
Ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years?
Li Daoxuan did not forget that although he was in the immortal realm, he had not yet survived the heavenly tribulation and his life span would be only two or three hundred years at most.
You want to catch up with Yang Jian in such a short time?
It's a joke.
After searching the entire Tushita Palace and finding nothing, Li Daoxuan suddenly felt a little desperate.
Is he going to be trapped in this place forever?
Xiaotian also looked depressed, with his head hung and looking unhappy.
Li Daoxuan sighed and said, "It seems that placing hope in Tushita Palace is a wrong choice."
"Woof woof, master, you are so smart, you will definitely be able to come up with a solution, don't give up!"
Since Xiaotian followed Li Daoxuan, he has experienced many battles and witnessed his master turn defeat into victory time and time again. He has great confidence in Li Daoxuan.
Of course, the more important thing is its selfish motive.
"Wow, if I can't return to the human world, Xiaohong, Xiaolan, Xiaohua and Xiaoyue will all miss me..."
Li Daoxuan's mouth twitched. What are you thinking about, you dog?
No wonder Changle once wrote in a letter saying that Xiaotian had many wives and concubines in Chang'an and was happier than being an emperor.
However, this also aroused Li Daoxuan's fighting spirit.
He didn't know where his senior sister was, and the Empress and Sister Yu were still waiting for him in the human world. No matter what, he couldn't give up easily!
Li Daoxuan held his breath and concentrated, thinking hard.
He laid out all his magic weapons , including the Hunyuan Umbrella he had snatched from Mo Lihong, as well as the marriage book and a red matchmaker thread.
How can one use the weak to defeat the strong and defeat Yang Jian?
He first picked up the marriage book.
Yang Jian's condition is obviously not like that of a puppet. In this case, can we find another way and start with marriage?
He was ready to give it a try.
He took out a brush from the Three Realms Gourd, dipped it in ink, and slowly wrote Yang Jian's name on the blank page of the marriage book.
When I was writing the first character, Yang, everything was fine. But when I was almost done with the second character, Jian, I couldn’t write the last stroke.
No matter how much ink Li Daoxuan dipped, he just couldn't write.
In the end, the whole book was shaking, conveying a feeling of fear, and the strokes that had just been written disappeared.
It seemed to be saying, brother, stop making trouble, we can't afford to offend that guy.
Li Daoxuan was furious and asked, "What kind of magic weapon is this?"
After a moment, he put down the marriage book and continued to look at his other immortal artifacts.
Palm-leaf fan, Xuan-yuan sword, Hunyuan umbrella, plague bell, Qiankun bow, sky-shaking arrow, and matchmaker's red thread.
There are a total of six immortal artifacts, and the Fantian Seal was snatched away by the Queen Mother of the West.
But unfortunately, no magic weapon could give him the confidence to defeat Yang Jian.
I thought hard for a long time but got nothing.
It was not until he felt a dull pain in his right chest that Li Daoxuan woke up from his thoughts and remembered that his chest had been pierced by Yang Jian's golden light of demon-subduing.
He touched the wound and found that it had scabbed over and was not as serious as he had imagined.
Although the opponent's golden demon-subduing light was powerful, it did not hit the vital points.
Li Daoxuan touched the wound, and a flash of inspiration seemed to pass through his mind, but it was hazy and shrouded in fog.
His expression became serious and he tried hard to catch that flash of inspiration. His intuition told him that it was very important.
Scenes flashed through my mind, from the first time I met Yang Jian and fought him, to escaping from the Demon Slaying Platform and being chased by him all the way...
After carefully analyzing the situation, he seemed to find something that was not right.
Many overlooked details also became clear.
In a trance, he finally saw the spiritual light clearly. His pupils trembled and his heart could not calm down for a long time.
Could it be that... this is the secret that Yang Jian wants to tell me?
He wasn't hunting me, he was...
"Woof woof, sir, what's wrong with you?"
"Have you figured out a solution?"
Xiaotian saw that Li Daoxuan's face suddenly became very solemn, and there was a hint of excitement, as if he had discovered some shocking secret, and he couldn't help but ask expectantly.
Li Daoxuan took a deep breath and slowly calmed himself down.
"I have some clues, but I still need to experiment."
"How to experiment?"
Li Daoxuan stood up slowly, and his previous anxiety disappeared in an instant, replaced by an eagerness to try.
"Find Yang Jian and have a fight!"
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The thirty-second heaven.
Yang Jian was guarding the entrance to the thirty-third heaven, standing with his sword in hand. The surrounding mist was dense and the wind was howling, making his cloak flutter like a huge flag.
Further up is the Tushita Palace, which even he cannot set foot in without the order of the Taoist Patriarch.
A figure walked out slowly from the Tushita Palace and floated down. There were many signs of damage on his green robe, but it still couldn't hide his extraordinary and handsome temperament.
To be honest, Li Daoxuan and Yang Jian do look a bit alike. Both of them have tall and straight figures, handsome looks, and a little red mark between their eyebrows.
It’s just that Yang Jian has more heroic spirit, wearing silver armor and a black robe, looking very mighty, while Li Daoxuan has more otherworldly air, wearing a green robe and looking like clouds.
Seeing the other party coming out, Yang Jian said nothing and immediately shot out a golden light to subdue the demon.
whoosh!
The golden light shot into the air, but was dodged by Li Daoxuan who was prepared.
However, Yang Jian had already raised the three-pointed, double-edged sword, the sound of a dragon was like thunder, and the sword's intent sealed the sky and locked the earth, leaving no room for anyone to dodge.
It was another earth-shattering blow.
Li Daoxuan knew that he could not block the sword at all, so he... threw away the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, sat down cross-legged, opened his third eye, as if he had given up all resistance and only wanted to die.
boom!
The crisscrossing blade light split the strong wind in the sky, but finally stopped in front of Li Daoxuan's forehead, blowing his hair wildly.
The knife...stopped!
Yang Jian put away his sword and stood without saying a word or making any further movements. He just looked at him quietly.
Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief, his back soaked with cold sweat.
At the same time, a great joy emerged in my heart.
He won the bet!
