Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 2280: Chapter 837: Thousand-year-old Five Temple Immortal Brew, Tiandu Domain Boiling Over (Part 2)

Luo Chen thought this, feeling no remorse in his heart.

Three Glints, like meteors, streaked across the sky, reaching the Seven Cave Domain where the Seven Cave Mountain was located after a day.

Unlike the initial arrival at the Dieyun Domain where many small forces were rushing to the Dieyun Sect.

This time, the situation was the opposite.

A large number of cultivators fled like locusts, as if something terrifying had happened internally.

As for what could make them feel such fear?

The answer was self-evident.

Before a collapsed mountain, three figures gazed at the distant ruins of six mountain peaks still ablaze with flames, falling into silence.

After a long while, Fenghua Fairy rasped, ”If Mr. Yao saw this scene, I’m afraid his heart would be utterly desolate.”

These empty and serene mountains were precisely the foundation of the Seven Cave Mountain’s legacy.

In its peak, there was even a True Master in each of the seven mountains, whose fame was no less than the ancient great Sect like the East Sun Sect.

Unfortunately, as time passed, the Seven Cave Mountain gradually declined.

At that time, Mr. Yao, known as Yao Ping, was still a True Disciple of the Red Pill Peak, with outstanding talent and hope for The Great Dao Path.

To save the decline of the Seven Cave Mountain, he resolutely devoted himself to Pill Refinement, hoping to restore the glory of the Seven Cave Mountain through the power of elixirs.

For this reason, he had to slow down his cultivation speed, and it was only with difficulty that he advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm at an old age.

But he indeed pushed himself to the limit of his ability!

Relying on his Fourth Order Pill Refiner skills, he cultivated a new Nascent Soul True Master internally and established connections externally, even commanding strong figures like Deng Taiyue.

Given time, under his gradual management, the Seven Cave Mountain might have returned to the list of top Sects in the Eastern Wasteland.

But now, everything was destroyed!

His Dao of Alchemy prominence was overshadowed by the newly rising Luo Chen, and even the foundation of the seven mountains was lost.

Mr. Yao was already very old and was unlikely to witness the resurrection of the Seven Cave Mountain in his lifetime.

”Let’s go to the Tianji Domain!” Jin Ling said.

Without any pause, the three did not disturb any surviving cultivators of the Seven Cave Mountain and hurried to the next domain without delay.

Luo Chen was indeed interested in the various Spirit Medicines collected by the Seven Cave Mountain over the years, but now was not the time.

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The Tianji Domain, this place is not well-known in the Eastern Wasteland.

But if you change the name, everyone knows of it.

Tianji Zen Sect!

Within this domain, there is a Nascent Soul Ascendant Sect, but not a Taoist sect; rather, it is a Buddhist force.

Its founder, Monk Hui Ping, was rumored to be one of the one hundred and eight high monks from the Western Desert Hanging Monastery.

After leaving the Hanging Temple, Monk Hui Ping came to the Eastern Wasteland alone to promote Buddhist Law and established the Tianji Zen Sect in a small domain permitted by the Dark Abyss Sect.

Everywhere here, there are bald-headed monks.

Even female cultivators weary of the mundane world threw themselves into the Buddhist sect, established nunneries, and became so-called nuns.

According to Monk Hui Ping’s vision, gradually propagating Buddhist concepts and spreading Buddhist Law, he would eventually gather a large number of followers in the Eastern Wasteland.

But all of this depended on his living and his ability as a Great Cultivator to stabilize the area!

In the battle of Cangwu Mountain, Monk Hui Ping and Master He Huan died on the spot.

With the loss of this top-notch expert, the Tianji Zen Sect, which never had deep foundations, suddenly found itself leaderless, unable to push forward even a single Nascent Soul expert.

Even with the care of the Dark Abyss Sect, although this domain still bears the name Tianji and no other major forces have forcefully intervened, it has, in reality, already become a mess.

Many Lower Order Cultivators, coveting the resources of the Zen Sect, pretended to become monks while only seeking to take advantage.

As for Buddhist Law, with the chaos in people’s hearts, where can Buddhist wisdom be found?

According to the three’s expectation, the leaderless Tianji Domain would be unable to resist the Demon Emperor’s invasion and might have already become a Human Purgatory.

But upon actually stepping into the Tianji Domain, what they saw and heard was a peaceful scene, with no sign of great battles.

In a Zen Forest filled with birds and flowers, three figures walked slowly.

Divine Consciousness spread out, and they glimpsed inside a monk’s room, a pot-bellied monk diligently refining a blood-red Precept Sword behind closed doors, surrounded by the occasional wailing sounds of Resentful Souls.

Fenghua Fairy retracted her Divine Consciousness and sighed, ”This is no longer the pure land of Buddhism; it is clearly a place riddled with filth!”

Jin Ling sneered, ”In this world, power reigns supreme. Tianji Hui Ping had power, so he could promote faith and spread Buddhist Law. He is dead now, so how would people believe in Buddhist Law that cannot even protect themselves?”

Fenghua Fairy nodded, ”Friend, you are right. We seek Longevity, wielding the sword in our hands. If, as the Buddhist sect believes, there is no desire or demand, then seeking Longevity through cultivation would be the greatest greed. Such a self-contradictory belief is simply laughable!”

Saying this, she glanced at the silent Luo Chen.

”Alchemy Sect, don’t you think so?”

Luo Chen looked up, his expression indifferent: ”I’m not skilled at debating scriptures, nor do I wish to judge the truth of faith. I only know that whatever aids my Path of Longevity is a good thing.”

”Indeed, your principle is flexible.” Jin Ling pulled at the corner of his mouth, then seemingly casually asked, ”During the battle of Cangwu Mountain, you were present as well. Were you able to witness the battle firsthand? How could three Great Cultivators face such a thing that resulted in two deaths and one injury?”

What kind of thing?

Luo Chen glanced at him and used the excuse that his realm was too low back then to see the true nature of the battle.

But in his heart, he couldn’t help but think of the golden flames that pervaded the land, devouring everything.

Such a domineering flame, even if already promoted to the Fifth Order of Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire, still paled in comparison!