After listening to Fang Tuo's guidance, Wang An suddenly realized that there were many unknown things in the Shennong inheritance before, and at this time he finally began to understand.

However, the low cultivation level once again restricted Wang An's further development.

A year later, Fang Tuo announced his retreat and began to prepare for the ascension to the spiritual world.

The rules of heaven and earth in Jinlingzhou are very complete, and there is another place that seems to be able to break the boundary and enter the spirit.

That place is the forbidden land of Jinlingzhou Feisheng Hall.

Fei Shang Hall is located in the northwest of Jinlingzhou. The place is very strange, with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth chaotic, and the power of the law is ubiquitous.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, it is a collapsed ancient building, and a breath of vicissitudes of time flows.

I don’t know how many years have existed here, and there are geniuses who have successfully entered the spiritual world, as well as white bones everywhere, and countless powerful people are drinking here under the nine-level thunder tribulation.

Therefore, this place always makes people feel desolate and a feeling of not daring to get close to it. Gradually, this place has become a forbidden place in Jinlingzhou. Only when someone overcomes the tribulation here and prepares to enter the spiritual world will it be very lively.

.....

After Fang Tuo announced his retreat and began to prepare for entering the spiritual world, Wang An quietly made a request to Mu Tianhan to go down the mountain to experience it.

"Master, my disciple's current level of alchemy is already in the realm of masters. If you want to go further, you will have a breakthrough in your cultivation." Wang An said to Mu Tianhan with a serious look on his face.

"Oh, now that your cultivation level in the alchemy path is not entered as a master, you will choose your future path. But after going down the mountain, be careful of everything." Looking at Wang An, Mu Tianhan looked complicated.

He never expected that Wang An's elixir skills had reached a level comparable to himself. If Fang Tuo had not appeared, perhaps no one would have known that his disciple was actually hiding so deeply.

"Hehe, Master, don't worry, I have the treasure given by Grandpa Fang, no one can hurt me." Wang An looked at Mu Tianhan and smiled.

A few days later, Wang An quietly left the Medicine King Valley.

...

Before, Wang An had been practicing the Thousand Changes Art. After going down the mountain, he saw Wang An's aura surging and countless mysterious runes rolling. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a big man in his early thirties and big and thick.

After several years of cultivation, Wang An can now skillfully use the Qianbian Art, and after transformation, he can also exert his strength of about eighth level.

The deeper you understand the Qianbian Art, the more terrifying Wang An feels. This magic trick cannot make you stronger or your cultivation soar. However, it is because it can transform thousands of times, hide the world and be so powerful that it makes people frighten.

On this day, when Wang An passed by a forest, three monks suddenly appeared and blocked their way.

The person in charge is a person on the twelve levels of foundation building. This man was dressed in zipper clothes, his face was covered with flesh, and his eyes were filled with a ruthless look.

The other two were all at the eleventh level of foundation building, and they looked about in their early forties.

"Hehe, I thought I had caught a big fish. Look at this poor look, it's a casual cultivator, leaving a storage bag. Today, I, Wu Di, let you go." The monk in the lead said disdainfully at Wang An.

Wang An looked down and out at this moment, and there was a trace of oil stains on his clothes. He looked like a very down and out casual cultivator. At this moment, he only exuded the eighth level of foundation building cultivation.

"Hahaha, are you going to rob me?" Wang An was happy when he saw these people and asked without changing his face.

"Hmph, boy, stop talking nonsense. Have you heard my elder brother? Hurry up and hand over the storage bag and get out of here." The monk on the left shouted impatiently at Wang An.

"Haha, the storage bag is on me, come and take it away if you have the ability."

"Looking for death!" The man's eyes flashed with a cold look. He slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a broken-headed knife of the cold light quadrip magic weapon level, greeted Wang An.

"Boom!"

Wang An thought of it, and his aura suddenly rose and his aura was rising, and his body was shining with silver white. Wang An's skin lingered in a light layer of silver white. His aura was right after all, the early stage of the Golden Pill.

"break!"

Wang An swung his single fist, and a huge fist lightly blasted at the other party.

Wherever the fist went, the wind blew, the air whistled, and a terrifying force rolled in.

"Squeak!"

The magic weapon in the monk's hand was like a piece of paper, and his spiritual light shook and turned into pieces. His fist was not weakened and he directly hit the opponent's chest.

The monk screamed and flew backwards. A crackling sound emanated from his body. His internal organs were broken and blood was spitting on his mouth. He fell to the ground with a bang, struggling for a while, quietly unabated.

"High…high-level body refining cultivator!"

"Previously...Senior, please spare me. The villain is ignorant of Mount Tai. I have disturbed you. Please let me go."

The remaining two monks were so scared that they were urinating and their livers were broken. Feeling the powerful aura on Wang An, they trembled all over, knelt on the ground with a plop, and begged for mercy.

I often stand by the river and don’t have any shoes wet. This time they finally hit the iron plate.

"Haha, didn't you just want my storage bag? Why did you scare me so much?" Wang An's murderous intent surged, and he looked at Wu Di, the leader, coldly.

"I don't dare, I will never dare again. Senior, this... this is my storage bag. I'll hand it to you, so you can spare me." Wu Di said with a panic and trembling look on his face, and took out the storage bag and handed it to Wang An in a ruthless manner.

"Hmph, get up and talk." Wang An did not take the other party's storage bag.

Wu Di and the other two looked at each other and stood up in a push and shoved manner.

"Do you know what large cultivation city is nearby?" Wang An glanced at Wu Di coldly.

"Senior, in the northwest direction, a hundred miles away from here, there is a Chongming City, which is a place where casual cultivators gather." Wu Di lowered his head and said nervously.

"Is there a map?" Wang An's eyes flashed with joy, and then he asked.

"Yes, this is a map." After Wu Di said that, he added a jade slip in his hand and respectfully handed it to Wang An.

Wang An took the jade slip, swept his spiritual sense, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Hmph, you are lucky today. Get out of the corpse!" After getting the map, Wang An was very happy and did not continue to make things difficult for the other party.

Seeing the two people running away in panic, Wang An flashed and shot directly towards the northwest.

Chongming City is a medium-sized city with a Nascent Soul monk stationed at it, which is regarded as the gathering force of nearby casual cultivators.

After arriving at Chongqing City, Wang An realized that the city was very wide and had been around for some time. It didn’t look very prosperous, but there were still many monks coming in and out.

A huge demon-sighting mirror floating on the city gate, and the crowds coming and going must be identified by the demon-sighting mirror in the city gate to prevent monsters from entering the city.
Chapter completed!