Next, Ye Xiong spent a long time investigating Obsidian.

At first he asked someone to inquire, but he was targeted after just a few inquiries. Fortunately, he was investigated by Yi Rong, and he finally got rid of him.

He no longer dared to investigate openly and only dared to investigate in private.

It took a long time, but nothing was gained. I only knew that this Obsidian star was requisitioned five thousand years ago.

With no other choice, Ye Xiong had no choice but to put his hope in the golden mask.

Since he was able to obtain training resources from Youmeng, he has not put on the golden mask for a long time.

You can easily obtain cultivation resources, who would be so stupid to take risks?

After all, every Golden Mask mission is not easy.

As soon as he entered the space of the golden mask, several communication messages came through. Two of them were sent by the King of Light, who wanted to add him as a friend and ask him to go on a mission. The messages were from twenty years ago.

Ye Xiong did not respond to the King of Light. Firstly, he did not want to communicate too much with him for fear of exposing his identity; secondly, his current strength was far superior to that of the other party, and there was no need to interact with him.

Continuing to check other information, they are all about people seeking to form a group.

"Obsidian."

Ye Xiong entered these three words in the search box, and then a row of messages popped up.

Before this, many people had announced that they had explored Obsidian, but without exception, all the missions failed.

The publisher of these tasks has not been online for a long time and is very likely to have died.

Next, Ye Xiong kept searching inside.

It took several days to finally find a mission survivor.

This tasker is currently online.

"Fellow Taoist, I have something important to ask, and I will be rewarded." Ye Xiong asked via text.

"explain."

"I want to ask about Obsidian."

The other party didn't reply, so Ye Xiong sent a few more messages and found that the other party had blocked him.

There was really no other way, so Ye Xiong could only go to the chat square, hoping to get news about Obsidian, but he didn't know that there were very few inquiries about Obsidian in the square.

In this case, it is very likely that it has been deleted.

There are various signs that Obsidian is no longer known through ordinary channels.

With my current strength, I can't even detect it.

"Find a place to stay!"

Ye Xiong soared into the sky, and when he passed by a planet, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling that connected with his soul.

"This is...Xiao Jin's breath."

Ye Xiong was overjoyed and quickly followed the breath and escaped to the ground.

During the ascension process, he lost contact with the Bodhi Holy Fire Xiaojin, and the Kyushu Wind and Thunder Sword was also lost.

These are his two major artifacts, one can improve his strength, and the other can provide support.

Since the clone was destroyed, the sixth form of Buddha's Devil's Palm cannot be used because there is no Bodhi Holy Fire.

Without the Bodhi Holy Fire, it is impossible to refine the human body with the Bodhi Tree. Ordinary flames cannot refine the Bodhi Tree.

In front of us is a huge mountain peak, as straight as a sword.

The diameter of Jianshan Mountain is thousands of kilometers, and there are countless towers built on the mountain. The spiritual consciousness is swept away, and there are actually people living in each tower.

"Shendan Sect."

Looking at the three words on the gate of the sect, Ye Xiong understood immediately.

Originally, each of these towers was a cave for a person. These people entered the Tao through elixirs, and elixirs were life, and they were refining elixirs all the time.

At this moment, the smell of various elixirs wafts out from the tower. The higher the tower is at the bottom of the mountain, the lower the quality of the elixirs. The higher the tower is at the top, the higher the quality.

When we reached the top floor, the smell of the elixir was gone. A powerful person used a ban to seal the smell of the elixir from leaking out.

Chirp!

Ye Xiong turned into a stream of light and fell to the top of the sword mountain.

In front of you is a golden pagoda, its body is shining with golden light and it is extremely luxurious.

The breath of the Bodhi Holy Fire seemed to come from here, but it was suppressed just after it appeared for a moment.

"Fellow Taoist, can you come out and see me?" Ye Xiong said calmly.

The sound penetrated the restriction and spread into the golden pagoda.

A stream of light shot out from inside and fell in front of Ye Xiong, but it was an old man with gray hair.

"I don't know why you are asking me for help?"

The old man saw that Ye Xiong was a middle-level heavenly immortal, and his attitude was slightly respectful.

Ye Xiong's spiritual consciousness was swept away. The opponent's aura was similar to his own, and he should have similar cultivation level.

"Senior, are you an alchemist?" Ye Xiong asked.

"Your Excellency, have you come all the way?" the old man asked instead without replying.

"Junior comes from the far north galaxy. I came here to visit a friend and passed by here. I have some elixirs that are millions of years old. I wonder if senior can refine them?" Ye Xiong lied and asked.

"A million years, seriously?"

Even in the immortal world, elixirs that are millions of years old are rare. Although they are not as good as the immortal essence stones condensed by true immortals, they are better than pure ones.

The old man looked at someone who was an alchemist, and when he heard about the millions of years old elixir, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Fellow Taoist, can you take out the elixir and take a look?" he asked.

"Okay, but I have to see if you have the ability to refine elixirs. You should know that elixirs that are millions of years old cannot be refined by ordinary people." Ye Xiong said.

"What proof do you want to see?"

The old man did not agree immediately, but kept his mind on it.

"It seems that your Excellency is quite wary of juniors. Take your leave."

Ye Xiong cupped his hands and was about to leave when he was immediately stopped, "Fellow Taoist, stay here. I just wanted to ask a casual question. Please come in."

The restriction was opened, and the old man welcomed Ye Xiong into the golden pagoda, pointing to a purple elixir cauldron in the middle, "This is the Ziyan cauldron, a magic weapon cast by Daluo Jinxian. Not to mention the elixir that is millions of years old, even the elixir that is millions of years old."

Refining the old elixir is no problem."

"The purple tripod looks indeed extraordinary."

Ye Xiong nodded and searched the surroundings, but did not see the Bodhi Holy Fire.

The faint scent left in the air is clearly the scent of the Bodhi Holy Fire, and it is definitely true.

"What kind of flames do fellow Taoists use to make elixirs?" Ye Xiong asked calmly.

"Don't worry about this. Since I can establish the Divine Alchemy Sect, flames are indispensable. I have several fire spirits in my hand, and I can refine elixirs that are hundreds of years old." The old man said.

"I don't know what kind of fire it is. Can I take a look?"

The old man stretched out his right palm, and a faint blue flame danced in his palm, "This is the blue demon fire. It is the spiritual fire that has been spiritualized by the fire of the universe. It has been used to refine several centuries-old elixirs. Fellow Taoist,

I am already so sincere, should you take out the elixir and let the old man see it?"

Ye Xiong's repeated inquiries have aroused the other party's suspicion.

"I don't have a magic pill."

"Fellow Taoist, what do you mean?" The old man's face began to change.

"It doesn't mean anything, I just want my things back."

Ye Xiong's body surged with terrifying fairy power, and powerful pressure enveloped the entire golden pagoda. "Hand over my flames, or I will destroy this place, and by the way... I will kill you too."
Chapter completed!