After leaving a certain mysterious and unpredictable area, the sight of Yuan Huazi's heart beating loudly gradually softened - otherwise Jiang Wen always felt that what he was carrying was not a living person, but a high-power broken speaker.

"Jiang Wen! Let me go! Let me go quickly..."

As he spoke, Yuan Huazi coughed violently, and could hardly breathe anymore. One of his hands unconsciously hunched over, holding on to everything around him. His expression looked extremely painful due to the poisonous hair.

Jiang Wen carried Yuan Huazi out of the banquet of the immortal altar. At this time, he looked at the old Taoist priest's face, which still had circles of bright light. His eyes flashed with lightning, extremely fast, but something appeared in his breath.

Due to the extremely strong death energy, Yintang was already dark.

The old Taoist priest seemed to have something important to say, but his breathing became harder and harder.

"Master, don't worry, don't talk yet, let's communicate in another way..."

Jiang Wen was shocked when he saw it and quickly stopped him. After thinking for a moment, he came up with a solution.

"Let's do this, if you can still hold on, use your left hand to hold the suffering seal and your right hand to hold the saving seal, and then make the dry bone rebirth seal with both hands; if you can't hold on any longer, use both nostrils to breathe out, and I will throw you away immediately

Go down the cliff to prevent the corpse from turning into a monster!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wen looked at the old Taoist priest with encouragement, looking extremely intolerable but still determined to face the reality.

"Don't worry, I will definitely respect your wishes!"

Yuan Huazi's eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He was desperately trying to adjust his breath and luck, but his mouth looked like a stranded fish. The veins on his old hands were protruding, and a stream of black blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.

, the violently beating heart suddenly stopped for a few beats, and finally gradually stabilized.

At this moment, Yuan Huazi's originally bright face turned completely gloomy and depressed.

"...Jiang Wen, are you just looking forward to my death?

After calming down for a long time, Yuan Huazi didn't have time to wipe the black blood from the corner of his mouth and said the first sentence, "I'm afraid that instead of dying in the hands of erysipelas, I will be pissed to death by you!"

Jiang Wen placed the old Taoist priest under a tree and pretended to look at the surrounding scenery.

"Ma'am, the erysipelas in your body looks very strong. Is it really okay?"

Yuan Huazi waved his hand weakly, took out a few pills from his arms and swallowed them.

"It doesn't matter. In the Tang Dynasty alone, six emperors were killed by the golden elixir poison. The Taoist sect has long found a way to restrain the golden elixir poison. As long as you take it in time, you will only get seriously ill and your life will be safe."

Jiang Wen was dumbfounded—good guy, all six emperors, right?

"Real person, I went in to save people regardless of my own safety. I am a good person who has a safe life. When I fill in the blanks, I will produce relics. When I go to jail, I will bring clean sandpaper with me. Can you please stop scratching me with your hands?"

Yuan Huazi closed his eyes in despair, and said with a dying breath: "Mortals can't resist Xin Lai Bi Ming without the Tai Shang Bu Xing Sheng Gang Lu. My disciple stole the talisman seeds, so I know

We can only forcefully enter the Tao with external elixirs and try to use thunder to interrupt the immortal banquet..."

Yuanhuazi's golden elixir is impure, so it only lasts for one breath.

He tried his best to break through the fairy mist and endured the "heartbeat" to get close to the center of the Immortal Banquet Altar. However, Jiang Wen carried him out recklessly and professionally. Now, let alone using the thunder method of the sky,

He couldn't even stand up on his own.

He stretched out a finger and pointed at Jiang Wen tremblingly, "It's all because of your stupidity that the old Taoist fell short of his achievements! He fell short of his achievements!"

Yuan Huazi wanted to say something else, but Jiang Wen stood up and looked at the immortal banquet.

"Master, are you sure you can get close to the Immortal Banquet alive? Are you sure that the thunder method can destroy this fight?"

Turning his head again, Jiang Wen's eyes held a completely different emotion from his previous cynicism, "Too many people died in this immortal banquet, enough is enough."

"Confused! Back then, Luo Chunyi couldn't even get even half a step closer to the Immortal Banquet. Even if you have world-class martial arts skills, how could you fight against these miraculous things?"

Yuan Huazi saw his intention at a glance and persuaded him with difficulty: "What's more, you don't have the Taishangbu Star Promotion System in hand, and you don't have the golden elixir cultivation level in your body. If you go there, you can only die!"

But Jiang Wen was not moved at all.

"At this point, you can only believe me, real person. If you really do it for my own good, please be sure to explain the details clearly. Maybe I can have a better chance of winning."

Seeing Jiang Wen's resolute expression, Yuan Huazi closed his eyes in pain, as if he saw another wasted life.

"There is a stone crevice in the center of the Jiahe Shengxian Banquet. It will only appear on the day of the banquet. When Beichen is high, the fairy mist is weak and can only be approached. I don't know what is inside, but the magic that has shrouded Wuyi for thousands of years

The mystery of ascending to immortality lies within..."

"In the past dynasties, immortal masters, alchemists, and hermits have entered it, but no one has been able to isolate this place. How can you, Jiang Wen, gather the efforts of hundreds of generations to accomplish unparalleled achievements? It is better to go down the mountain quickly, saving your life is the most important..."

A helpless smile appeared on Jiang Wen's face.

"Master, you always advise me like this verbally... But if I hadn't rushed over just now, I'm afraid you would have rushed in and fought with the immortal banquet to the death..."

Looking at the haggard look on the old Taoist priest's face, Jiang Wen slowly pulled out the ancient bronze sword and said, "I was entrusted by someone today to rescue you back - let me state in advance that I don't mean just once today, but also countless times.

Come someday!"

When Yuan Huazi heard this, he suddenly realized that Jiang Wen was not going up the mountain just because of Xia's anger. There seemed to be a deeper reason behind it.

The old Taoist priest thought for a moment, and suddenly his face was filled with surprise.

"My little apprentice asked you to save me? Have you seen him?!"

Jiang Wen nodded with a complicated expression, then slowly shook his head, and finally fell silent.

Seeing Jiang Wen's response, Yuan Huazi's expression also turned extremely gloomy, as if he was suddenly hot but suddenly cold.

"There is less than a stick of incense left when Beichen is high. Be careful of demonic obstacles, be wary of black and white demons, and be more careful of people on the banquet altar! If you cannot escape from the fairy mist in time, you will definitely follow those who are attending the banquet.

Just like people, they have disappeared since then..."

At this point, Yuan Huazi's old hand suddenly grabbed Jiang Wen, "Wait, maybe there is another way..."

Yuan Huazi said hesitantly.

"I just saw immortal cliff corpses in the stone jars. They are the remains of ascended immortals from past dynasties. They may also have the seeds of the Supreme Step Star in their bodies!"

At this time, after the old Taoist priest took the pills to cure erysipelas, he became obviously in a trance. After struggling to say what he wanted to say, he looked at Jiang Wen.

Those muddy old eyes seemed to be looking at him, or looking at someone else. There was only one sentence lingering in his mouth, and he didn't know who he was talking about -

"Must live..."

Jiang Wen drew his sword and looked around, feeling an indescribable desolation, and finally rushed into the majestic fog of Manting Peak.

…………

The red clouds were still flowing on the Banquet Immortal Altar, heavy fog filled the air, and everything was shrouded in hazy chaos. Jiang Wen walked firmly, and there seemed to be countless figures wandering around him.

They gradually transformed into human forms, dancing wildly and madly behind the mist, using invisible cruel rituals and silent vicious curses to curse the uninvited guests who stepped into this fairy mist.

Jiang Wen resisted the urge to pursue and draw his sword.

He has a hundred martial arts that can land instant hits, a hundred more martial arts that can easily take the lives of enemies, and a hundred more that can defeat villains who dare to fight back.

Jiang Wen's hand holding the sword became tighter and tighter. As the figures in the fairy mist looked forward to him, his whole body was bathed in the ultimate bloody battle. Murderous aura and evil aura rose into the sky in his eyes. At this time, even Hong Xiguan

In front of him, you have to be willing to bow down.

He seemed to see the old man holding a long staff with flying beard and hair, his belly bulging like a toad, his belly roaring like thunder; the iron tower-like monk with a dent in his head, his fists so fierce that they roared with wind and thunder;

The sharp blade transformed into countless afterimages faster and faster; the stalwart man wielded the long sword like a spear and a halberd, and the cold internal energy in his hands continued to surge, and his body felt frozen at the slightest contact...

But he knew that these were all illusions, malicious forms transformed from the deepest guard in his heart. Jiang Wen even knew that as long as he warned him, Xianwu would look back with poison, arousing his inner emotions tenfold and a hundredfold.

Where is the Jiahe Shengxian Banquet?

Those who seek Taoism yearn to become immortals, and this is the Qingming Juntian where all the immortals gather; those who yearn for death long for liberation, and they see the Kunlun fairyland of immortality; those who seek knowledge want to study heaven and earth, and here is Lao Tzu

Ziqi Donglai teaches the principles of heaven and earth hidden in famous mountains.

There is everything here, there is nothing here, there is a dead end here.

"It's all fake...don't be fooled by the devil..."

Just when Jiang Wen was struggling with the murderous intention in his heart, he suddenly came to a place where the fairy mist collapsed.

The first thing you see when you raise your eyes is the twinkling North Star in the sky, which dominates the night sky like an emperor. Not even the brightest moon can take away the aloofness of Ziwei Star.

"Having said that, why does it have to be in Beichen Gaogong for the fairy mist to decline? Is there any hidden secret here..."

Jiang Wen muttered to himself, and was about to delve deeper into this issue to divert his thoughts, but was distracted by another terrifying scene.

In addition to the scene in the sky where the fairy mist collapsed, there were four people on the ground guarding a short figure. The four people were fat and huddled in the middle, which was exactly the radius of this space.

In addition to the Liujia Divine General whom Jiang Wen was very familiar with, there was also a figure writhing in pain on the ground. Seeing Jiang Wen trying to get closer, the four crazy warriors stood up vigilantly, stepped on the ground and shook their heads while using the magic method to fight.

, assuming a combined attack stance and refusing to back down.

But even if he couldn't get close, Jiang Wen could still see that the people on the ground looked strange at the moment - there seemed to be a person there, but they didn't look like a person at all.

Because there has never been a person whose body was bloated and translucent and yet could still see clearly the internal organs, brain, marrow, and bones!

The body of the thing on the ground was huddled together, its trunk swollen to a bizarre extent, and a large amount of fat accumulated under the pale skin. The epidermis was so tight that it was almost transparent because of the expansion, and every fiber underneath could be identified.

This thing is obviously wearing the clothes of Hongyang Holy Child, why did it turn into a flesh-worm-like monster?!

Jiang Wen continued to look and confirmed once again that the law of conservation of energy was still in effect.

It was impossible for the originally skinny Holy Child of the White Lotus Sect to have so much fat appear out of thin air. Through the translucent skin, Jiang Wen could see that the bone marrow, muscles, and connective tissue in its body had degenerated, and the spleen, lungs, liver, kidneys and other organs in the chest were rapidly changing.

After dissolving, only the trachea, heart, and brain were shrunk and preserved, shriveled and shriveled like raisins stuck in the body.

Some unknown substance seemed to be melting into his body, squeezing out all the available energy in his body, and storing it as translucent light yellow fat under the skin. His abdomen was bulging like a woman who was ten months pregnant, curled up in confusion.
To be continued...