Later, Qin Huan tried to restore the elixir field. However, the hole could not be healed at all. He had to wait until he became an official disciple of the Bailian ancient sect to see if he could get the elixir to restore the elixir field from the Bailian ancient sect.


    Qin Huan was greatly restricted because of his status as an external disciple. He could not enter the inner mountain of Bailian ancient sect or the library of Bailian ancient sect. He wanted to inquire about the rest of the great devil, but he had to put it down for the time being.


    Qin Huan had nothing to do. Looking at the heavenly edict, the fierce sword and the dust brush, he had to say that these valuables were put in naxu ring. Qin Huan was still worried. If naxu ring was forcibly checked by the divine consciousness of the powerful in the Taoist realm, these things would lead to death.


    Therefore, Qin Huan planned to open up a sea of bitterness in the Bailian ancient clan. It is said that the sea of bitterness is mysterious and all inclusive. It is recorded in ancient books that many people put their precious treasures into the sea of bitterness. Qin Huan also had this idea.


    Moreover, if he guessed correctly, his mother seemed to have left something in his bitter sea, which made Qin Huan look forward to it. Not only his father Qin Zhan, but also his mother gave Qin Huan a sense of mystery. When he returned to Wanzhong zhanzong in the future, he must ask Xu MuQing, the leader of the fourth generation.


    As for dust blowing, Qin Huan did not intend to refine it. At the beginning, Qin Huan wanted to try refining in Tiangang tower.


    However, Qin Huan did not dare to try it easily when he thought that the dust was probably the weapon of the yin-yang Taoist king in the past. Now, in the southern barbarian heaven, there is no need to be afraid of the yin-yang Taoist king. After the Dantian recovers, he will try to refine the dust.


    Looking back on the yin-yang bones in his body, Qin Huan was helpless. He knew the sudden change of the great devil day. At the beginning, he would not easily refine the yin-yang bones. However, it is useless for Qin Huan to think more. Moreover, the four stars are boundless, and he has hidden the magic from heaven. It is not so easy for the yin-yang Taoist king to find him.


    Qin Huan was more worried about chasing the wasteland than about the yin-yang monarch. This guy had terrible experience and profound knowledge, and had countless secrets. It was only a matter of time before he rose, and he would make a comeback in the future.


    Therefore, Qin Huan had to guard against it. He could not help regretting. If he had known this, he should have killed him with a fire.


    Qin Huan''s thoughts were complicated. When his divine consciousness was about to quit the naxu ring, he accidentally left an item. Qin Huan raised his eyebrow and waved his right hand. The item flew out of the naxu ring and landed in front of him.


    This is a stone the size of a water tank. The stone is oval. Although the surface is charred, there are many red cracks. It looks very strange.


    "It''s strange. How did the color change?" Qin Huan looked at the stone and wondered.


    Speaking of this stone, I''d like to talk about the guy who chased the waste. At the beginning, when he escaped from the magma sea, chased the waste suddenly fought back and hit Qin Huan who was about to leave the magma sea into the magma sea again.


    But he hit a huge stone. If it hadn''t stopped Qin Huan from sinking, he might have been buried in the sea of terrible magma.


    It''s also a coincidence. Under the fierce impact of Qin Yuqiang, the huge stone was split and exposed. At that time, the stone was red and exuded the power of fire.


    Qin Huan thought it was a fire spirit stone at that time, so he threw it into naxu ring without hesitation. When he woke up, Qin Huan forgot it. Unexpectedly, he took it out now and it changed.


    "It''s not a fire spirit stone?" Qin Huan frowned. Qin Huan was excited when he saw the stone. After all, fire spirit stones with large water tanks are rare and invaluable. That''s why Qin Huan didn''t forget to bring the stone in times of crisis.


    But now, the best fire spirit stone suddenly became dark, which made Qin Huan confused.


    "Isn''t it a fire spirit stone? Is it some kind of fire animal egg?" Qin Huan looked at the big black stone in front of him and carefully looked at the red cracks on it. He was full of doubts.


    Qin Huan pondered a little. His divine sense went into the big black stone, but he didn''t notice any signs of life. Qin Huan squatted down again, put his face on the black stone and listened for a moment.


    "Thump!"


    "Thump!"


    Qin Huan was shocked that he heard little sound of his heart beating from the big black egg.


    "What''s the matter? The big black stone is really some kind of fire beast egg? But why can''t I feel any vitality?" Qin Huan frowned. If it''s really a fire beast egg, he should be able to feel the vitality from it.


    Looking back on the ancient books he had read in the past, Qin Huan bit his index finger and squeezed out a few drops of fresh blood into the red crack of the big black egg.


    The blood disappeared into the fiery red crack and seemed to be absorbed.


    Then Qin Huan squeezed out a few drops of blood and was still swallowed in an instant. Finally, Qin Huan simply stuck his index finger on the crack.


    "Suck!"


    Qin Huan took a breath. He just felt that the Qi and blood in his body rushed into the crack like a surging river.


    In less than three breaths, Qin Huan felt weak. In fear, he tried to take back his right hand, looked at the arm that was almost sucked dry, and looked at the big black egg. Qin Huan was surprised.


    "What kind of fire animal egg is it? It should be bred with blood essence?" Qin Huan was shocked. He vaguely felt that the big black egg was extraordinary. He didn''t know whether someone intended to put it in the sea of magma.


    After pondering for a long time, Qin Huan put the big black egg into the naxu ring and was ready to study it after becoming a formal disciple.


    Time is fleeting.


    On this day, the annual battle began.


    In fact, it was very simple to say that it was a battle. If he could beat a war drum three times, he could almost become a formal disciple. It was very easy for Qin Huan, but Qin Huan didn''t show much excellence. He only knocked five times.


    Tengshan''s strength was good and there were four sounds. No doubt, they easily broke out of the siege and became the official disciples of Bailian ancient sect.


    Although he is the lowest ordinary disciple, he also excites Tengshan. After all, after becoming a formal disciple, he can practice the top cultivation formula of Bailian ancient sect!


    meanwhile!


    Somewhere in the northern part of Nanman sky region, there is a towering mountain submerged in the sea of clouds. The mountain emits dense light and looks very mysterious.


    This day was a grand gathering for recruiting disciples of an ancient sect in the southern Mantian region. With the sound of vicissitudes, tens of thousands of teenagers who had been waiting for a long time at the foot of the mountain rushed all the way along the winding avenue to reach the top of the mountain as soon as possible.


    But what is frightening is that the mountain seems to be a huge array. After reaching a certain height, the vast majority of teenagers fall to the ground and die.


    All the way up, there are few teenagers who can reach.


    Among them, there is a young man, which is eye-catching. Even the strong of this ancient sect noticed it.


    Different from others, the young man walked slowly and steadily up the avenue, as if the array on the mountain was useless to him.


    The more you go up, the more you attract the attention of more powerful sects.


    Under the attention of the public, the boy easily reached the top of the mountain. On the top of the mountain, a bent old man in purple is waiting for the boy.


    The old man''s muddy eyes swept over the young man, and his voice said, "little friend, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"


    The young man looked at the old man. After a little, he bowed slightly, but didn''t kneel down. He said calmly, "follow the famine and meet the master!"