Zhang Ruochen visited the Wu City in Taiyin Ancient City, but did not buy suitable protective treasures or aggressive treasures.

If he reaches his current level of cultivation, if he needs to use protective treasures and aggressive treasures, it must be because he encounters a powerful enemy at the level of a saint.

You should know that only major medieval families and major ancient religions can refine the protective treasures that can withstand the attack of saints, and the number must be extremely rare, and only important figures can carry them.

Originally, the "Chief Master True Fire Order" of the Blood God Sect was a powerful protective treasure, but it was taken away by the previous leader and could not be passed on to Zhang Ruochen.

The offensive treasures that can hurt the saints are even rarer.

The Five Tribulation Saint-State Talisman that Shi Qiankun gave to Zhang Ruochen is considered one. As for the Holy Concord that the Supreme Elder gave to Zhang Ruochen, it is already an extremely powerful offensive treasure.

The biggest feature of an offensive treasure is that it can ignore the level of cultivation to suppress opponents.

Of course, in the ancient city of Taiyin, Zhang Ruochen did not find anything, but bought some rare spiritual medicines and medicinal materials.

According to Xiao Hei, using these medicinal herbs and the holy medicines in the Qinglong Dynasty treasury can refine a pill that can help the saints heal their wounds.

Under the holy realm, the best healing pill is the Dead Wood Pill.

A monk can save his life even if he takes a dead wood pill, even if he only breaths left.

However, after reaching the holy realm, the essence of the life of the monk will undergo earth-shaking changes, the level of life will change, and the medicinal effect of the dead wood pill will also decrease significantly.

Even for the saints in the Xuanhuang Realm, the dead wood pill has lost any healing effect on them.

When you reach the holy realm, whether it is a healing pill or a elixir to improve your cultivation, you must be a holy pill to have obvious medicinal effects.

Holy elixirs are hard to come by.

Therefore, most saints can only break through to a higher level by relying on their own understanding and long-term accumulation. It is very normal for them to break through to a higher level after practicing for one hundred or two hundred years.

Unless you find the holy pill, you can speed up your cultivation level.

Xiao Hei sorted out the spiritual medicines and medicinal materials that Zhang Ruochen had just bought and said, "There should be Liu Xincao in the treasury of the Qinglong Dynasty that is 10,000 years old, right?"

Zhang Ruochen took out the golden light hiding bag, searched for it, took out a green holy grass, and said, "This new willow grass should be 20,000 years old!"

The willow grass is very similar to a willow branch that has just sprouted tender buds, with wisps of holy light flowing on the leaves, and at the same time, it emits a fascinating fragrance.

Xiao Hei's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, the higher the age of Liu Xincao, the stronger the medicinal power, and the refined Fengchun pill will have a stronger healing effect."

"You want to refine the Fengchun Pill?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"It's Fengchun Pill."

Fengchun Pill is definitely at the level of holy pills and can help the saints heal their wounds.

If a saint has mastered a spring pill in his hand, it is equivalent to having an extra life.

If Xiao Hei could really refine the Fengchun Pill, then Zhang Ruochen would be more confident when he entered the wilderness this time.

Xiao Hei took out a pill furnace and began to refine Fengchun pill.

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged not far from the alchemy furnace and continued to practice. Previously, he refined a holy fruit, and Zhang Ruochen's cultivation increased by a large margin and his body reached a saturation state.

According to his judgment, he should have reached the peak of the second tribulation quasi-saint.

Everything is the credit of the holy fruit, otherwise his cultivation level would not have been so fast.

"My physical and mental power have reached the holy realm, which is more solid than the foundation of the quasi-saint. I can pass the third quasi-saint, life and death at any time."

Zhang Ruochen made a secret decision and immediately passed the tribulation after passing through the space wormhole to the eastern region.

Only by pursuing the third quasi-holy tribulation can one condense the holy source and become a true martial arts saint.

Next, Zhang Ruochen took out the "Secret Book of Time and Space" and continued to study the third level of Time Sword Technique, the Twelve Hours Sword Technique.

The twelve hour sword technique represents a total of twelve swords. Each sword has different characteristics and contains infinite and mysterious rules of time. The more you comprehend, the more you can feel the exquisiteness and power of the sword technique.

Time is the most unpredictable, invisible, invisible, and invisible. If the Sumeru Holy Monk had not combined time and sword technique to create the time sword technique, Zhang Ruochen might not have been able to get started yet.

"Senior Sumeru Saint Monk created the sword technique of time, and he must have done a good job. In this way, I can use sword technique to learn about the mystery of time." Zhang Ruochen said.

While understanding the sword and understanding the mystery of time, Zhang Ruochen was completely immersed in it.

"Bang."

A loud bang came from the direction of the gate.

Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei were both shocked and saw a gray figure breaking open the door and rushing to the side of the alchemy furnace.

It was an old man full of alcohol, wearing a wrinkled gray robe, a grey cloth torn hat on his head, and his messy white head exposed from the edge of the hat, which was no different from a beggar.

"Swish swish."

The old man's hands stroked the already burnt red alchemy furnace, and his nose pressed against the wall of the alchemy furnace and sniffed hard, looking very intoxicated: "Liu Xincao... 23,640 years... Such a holy medicine is actually used to refine alchemy, which is really a waste."

Zhang Ruochen stood up and stared at the old man who suddenly broke in with a vigilant look.

It is obvious that the old man only broke in after smelling the aura emitted by the holy medicine. However, before the alchemy, Xiao Hei had already set up a formation to prevent the fragrance of medicine from spreading out.

How sensitive is the old man's nose to be able to smell the fragrance of the holy medicine through the formation?

Secondly, the alchemy furnace was already burned red, and the temperature was so high. The old man used his hands to touch him, but he was not injured. This alone shows that the old man is definitely not an ordinary person.

"By my mental power, I can only roughly judge that the Liuxincao has a year of about 23,000 years. He just smelled it and could actually tell the exact year of Liuxincao. It was really not simple."

Zhang Ruochen tried his best to remain calm and walked towards the old man.

The old man seemed to be unable to see Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei at all, but just held the alchemy furnace in both hands and sighed: "A holy medicine-level Liu Xincao should be used to brew willow catkin wine. It is completely a waste to refine Fengchun pills."

Xiao Hei stretched out his claws, and a cold light emerged, ready to take action.

Zhang Ruochen stopped it.

Although the drunkard was a little weird, he had no intention of snatching the alchemy furnace. It would be better not to take the initiative to avoid attracting a great enemy.

Zhang Ruochen, wearing a white Taoist robe, looked elegant and elegant. He came behind the old man and smiled and said, "The senior seems to have a deep study of winemaking and alchemy. I don't know what to call him?"

The old man let go of his hands holding the alchemy furnace, looked at Zhang Ruochen behind him, and said, "There is no research, I just understand a little bit."

After a pause, the old man said again: "I drank too much wine and felt a little numb. I can't remember what my name is. However, those who know me are called me, I'm drunk and crazy."

"It's indeed like a drunkard." Xiao Hei said coldly.

The drunkard was not angry, and grabbed the wine gourd hanging on his waist and poured it into his mouth. In an instant, the wine was drunk without a drop.

"I just regret that the gourd is too small and I drink it clean in one sip."

The drunkard hung the gourd again, took off a wine bag from his back, sat next to the alchemy furnace, and continued to drink.

Xiao Hei sent a message to Zhang Ruochen: "This drunkard is definitely not a general. It may not be true. He already knows your identity and deliberately pretends to be crazy and stupid, wanting to approach you and seize the treasures on you."

"I'll try his background."

Zhang Ruochen walked over to the drunkard, suddenly accelerated, turned into a series of afterimages, appeared beside the drunkard, stretched out two fingers to grab the wine bag in the drunkard's hand.

Unexpectedly, he was not resisted by the drunkard and easily grabbed the wine bag.

The drunkard raised his head, was slightly stunned, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the wine bag and looked at the innocent eyes of the drunkard, and was a little at a loss.

"Haha, I understand, you like to drink, right?"

The drunkard jumped up from the ground like a child, and flipped several times in a row, looking very excited.

Zhang Ruochen had just breathed a sigh of relief when he smelled a strong smell of alcohol at the tip of his nose.

The drunkard actually came to Zhang Ruochen's face, very close to each other, stared at him crazy, and urged: "Drink! Since you want to drink, don't be polite to me. Just one word, drink."

Zhang Ruochen thought about it carefully and felt that his spirit was too tight in recent times. Everyone seemed to be evil people who were planning to commit evil intentions. Sometimes, such a mental state should be changed.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Thank you for your wine, I'll drink it."

After grabbing the wine bag, Zhang Ruochen poured it into his mouth.

The wine of the madman is not a spiritual wine or a holy wine. It cannot enhance its cultivation or its mental power, but it is very spicy and full of energy.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen drinking the wine, the drunkard became even more excited. Then, he pulled Zhang Ruochen out, saying that he wanted to take him to drink somewhere else and not return without getting drunk.

Zhang Ruochen also saw that the drunkard had no malicious intentions and was just a drunkard.

Zhang Ruochen also wanted to take this opportunity to adjust his mood so as not to plant his inner demons, so he went out with the drunkard and really went to drink.

The drunkard took Zhang Ruochen to an underground wine cellar, full of wine jars of all sizes.

Zhang Ruochen's mental power and physical body have become sanctified, so he naturally is not afraid of strong alcohol and is very confident, thinking that no matter how much he drinks, he will not get drunk.

He and the drunkard both drank three jars in a row.

The drunkard put down the jar of wine and looked at Zhang Ruochen who was still standing, and was a little surprised and said, "Long Ling Mad Bull Wine is ranked seventeenth among the world's strong wines. You can actually drink three jars in a row without pouring them. Your kid's alcohol capacity is comparable to that of me when I was young. Not bad, not bad."

"What Dragon Spirit Crazy Cow Wine?"

Zhang Ruochen's consciousness was already a little messy, and he could not sense that the holy energy in his body was running wildly. Each wisp of holy energy was like a mad cow, and even the flow of blood doubled.

"Boom."

At this moment, a deafening roar came from the ground.

The wine cellar also shook for a while, and a large amount of dust fell down, as if it was about to collapse.

"Gu Linfeng, come out and die."

A cold and ruthless voice came from the ground and entered the wine cellar.

In the night, the Knight of Death held a blood-red spear and broke into the city. The roar just now was the sound of the city gate breaking.

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