Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1921: Chapter 710: Debating the Dao at Rosy Clouds Hill, Nascent Soul Formation Pill Completed

The sky is vast and the sea wide, endless turquoise waves, sunset glow like woven silk, weary birds like clouds!

Han Zhan beckoned Luo Chen to sit down opposite him.

With the blue stone as a table, fine wine as company.

A slight tilt of the head, a sip of clear wine down the throat, as if swallowing countless rays of sunset glow.

”Tsk...”

”Senior truly has delightful interests, drinking wine and enjoying the scenery every day with ease. Unlike me, sitting alone in the cold and boundless abyss, unaware of the time.”

Luo Chen let out a long breath, it had been a while since he felt this relaxed.

Han Zhan wasn’t concerned about his lament.

”I am now adapting to my body, cannot over-cultivate, or do you think I don’t wish to practice arduously?”

”But you...”

Han Zhan glanced at the bamboo basket placed next to the blue stone.

”All the Fourth-Order Purple Monkey Flowers maturing in the first half of the year have been picked. Today you personally harvested the Divine Kite Tail. It seems the refinement of the Nascent Soul Formation Pill is already on schedule?”

Luo Chen smiled slightly, ”Senior’s eyes are sharp as Ju’s!”

Then, he paused, slowly saying, ”Senior, do you remember the matter you promised me back then?”

”What matter?” Han Zhan asked casually.

Luo Chen wasn’t angry at the other’s forgetfulness, seriously said, ”Back then, Senior mentioned after I refine the Nascent Soul Formation Pill, you would share your insights on consuming the pill with me.”

”Oh, that!” Han Zhan was slightly astonished, then looked at Luo Chen in surprise, ”It seems you have considerable confidence in refining the Nascent Soul Formation Pill, coming here so early to ask.”

How could Luo Chen not be confident!

With his current pill refinement technique prowess, low-order pills are at his fingertips, fourth-order ones just require a bit more effort.

Even though the Nascent Soul Formation Pill’s ancient recipe is quite complex, at most investing ten Achievement Points for comprehensive consideration.

Seeing Luo Chen’s determination, Han Zhan didn’t evade but took the opportunity fueled by wine to recount his insights on consuming the Nascent Soul Formation Pill.

”The Nascent Soul Formation Pill I obtained from the Ancient Cultivator’s Ruins, after so many years, its potency has diminished considerably. When consumed, it almost caused me to fail completely. Luckily, due to my profound foundation, coupled with additional Nascent Soul resources bestowed by Tian Fan City, I managed to succeed by chance. I remember the Nascent Soul Formation Pill was extremely spicy when swallowed, during refining, its potency remained highly condensed, not entering the acupoints, not stuck in the meridians, simply drilling into the Sea of Qi with a rush. After entering the Sea of Qi, instead of dispersing, it wholly enveloped the Golden Core, beginning to seep continuously...”

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Luo Chen listened earnestly, not missing a single detail.

Especially in some taboo areas, he repeatedly sought confirmation from Han Zhan.

After the Nascent Soul Formation Pill is refined, the potency must not be forcibly dispersed.

When it infiltrates the Golden Core, one must harness this power to achieve the Three Treasures Unification of essence, qi, and spirit and manifest the sign of Three Flowers Gathering at the Head!

Finally.

Han Zhan took a sip of wine, moistening his throat.

Putting down the wine glass, he seriously looked at Luo Chen.

”In fact, in my opinion, your foundation is so robust, few among the Golden Core peers today can compare. Especially, observing your physique, aggressive like fire, grand and upright, as if naturally a true flame!”

”Although I don’t know what changes have occurred in your body.”

”But under such circumstances, perhaps without relying on the Nascent Soul Formation Pill, you have a seventy to eighty percent chance of success, there’s no need to seek external items!”

A chance of seventy to eighty percent for Nascent Soul formation is indeed terrifying.

Few in the world can reach such a level of foundation during the Golden Core Period.

Even those reputed as Heavenly Spirit Root Cultivators, claiming no bottlenecks below Divine Transformation, face only a fifty-fifty chance of success when forming a Nascent Soul.

Of course, Luo Chen knew the state of his own body.

After soaking in the Spirit Shaping Holy Spring, he possesses a Wuling Dao Body comparable to Five Elemental Heavenly Spiritual Root!

Even though this Dao body was reformed due to Physical Nirvana, the new Fire Spirit Body remains an excellent physique rarely seen in the world.

This physique, combined with his foundation, significantly increases the chance of successful Nascent Soul formation.

But!

”If I have absolute certainty, why be stingy with a pill? If due to the twenty to thirty percent chance the effort ends in failure, how could I face the remains of countless bones I left behind on the way.”

Luo Chen said calmly.

Han Zhan nodded, unable to refute.

After a conversation, the sun had long set in the west, the moon high above.

No more sunset glow, only the clear breeze and bright moon as company.

Han Zhan filled Luo Chen another cup of wine, raising his own glass, his face full of sighs.

”Seventy years, hasn’t it been?”

”It has been over a Jiazi since we fell to the North Sea.”

”Back then you had just entered the Golden Core Period, I was but a remnant soul. Now, with your Nascent Soul near and my physical body reformed, both of us have hopes of pursuing the Great Dao Path.”

”Thinking back now, truly old memories are like smoke!”

”Come, let us toast to these seventy years of Feng Yue!”

Luo Chen raised his glass, clinking it with him.

He couldn’t feel that kind of mellowness, only because his age was less than two hundred, he was at the height of vigor in Immortal Cultivation. What’s the point of discussing wind and moon, sighing over the passage of time.

But he also felt somber in heart.

Seventy years had passed, and he wondered whether old friends were well or not.

Just then, the sound of roaring waves hitting the bank arose.

Under the moonlight, a vigorous figure leapt from the sea, soaring for a moment, then plunging back into the vast ocean.

Luo Chen’s gaze focused.

It’s the Black King!

After making a trip to the brink of death, he was rejuvenated.

Now his momentum is increasingly grand, showing the imposing aura of a Great Demon fighting endlessly against the vast sea!

”You should really get going, otherwise your spiritual pet might surpass you!”

A light chuckle from Han Zhan echoed by the ear.

Luo Chen pursed his lips, nodding slightly.

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The progress of the Black King was unexpected yet reasonable.

Having cultivated by Luo Chen for many years, he was originally not lacking in foundation.