The seventh area of Langyan Mountain Prison.
A naked young man sat cross-legged on a bare rock on a mountain peak, letting the morning dew wet his body.
The temperature in the mountains is always the lowest from midnight to early morning. This young man is naked and is not afraid of the cold. It is really eye-opening.
The most surprising thing is that there is a little black dog lying on the boy's shoulder. The little black dog is also not afraid of the cold, and stays on the shoulder obediently to take a nap.
Who else could this young man be if he wasn't Yang Wu
In yesterday's battle, he tried his best and was seriously injured. But now his injuries have not only recovered, but also improved a lot. He has opened a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one acupoints, and he is already close to one hundred and eight acupoints. Getting closer.
As long as the one hundred and eight orifices are opened, one will reach the realm of an advanced warrior and form a small Zhoutian movement. The profound energy can be mobilized faster and the combat power will be improved to a higher level.
A closer look revealed that the dewdrops that fell on Yang Wu did not come naturally. Some of them were absorbed by him from other directions. After these dewdrops fell on his body, the cold and biting moisture was absorbed into his open and closed pores. Suck it clean.
This amazing water-absorbing energy is exactly the power of Taishang Nine Mysteries Jue.
This supreme mystical art has been enhanced by the Xuanjing Qi of the First Pregnancy, and has become even more powerful. Yang Wuzhen can truly feel the power of this mysterious art. If he can collect the other eight kinds of xuanjing, If so, I'm afraid the achievements will exceed his imagination.
Yang Wu didn't think much about it for the time being. His situation was quite bad at the moment. What he did in District 7 would definitely be spread out immediately. As for those who wanted his life, they probably wouldn't just sit back and watch him go on like this. He had to think of a way to deal with it.
The morning dew is getting less and less, the chill is gradually disappearing, the early sun is rising in the east, and the purple air is coming from the east.
Yang Wu was like a saint descending, and his body was coated with a thin layer of purple light. This purple light was directly sucked into the body. If the peach core Dantian encountered a sweet spring, it would be swallowed up in an instant. There were traces of purple gas steaming from the thousand holes. , Yang Wu was also affected, and his whole person became a little more indescribable nobility.
This wisp of purple energy absorbed much more energy than what he had absorbed before. The penetrating acupoints were completely filled with this purple energy, and the vortex shone like stars, strengthening his physique.
After this battle, Yang Wu knew very well that he had advantages that others could not match.
First of all, the amount of profound energy contained in Dantian is ten times or even dozens of times higher than that of its peers. Furthermore, the amount of profound energy that can be contained in the Dantian is transformed into the xuanjing essence energy, and its lethality is beyond the comparison of ordinary profound energy. ; Finally, the combination of Tai Shang Jiu Xuan Jue and Dragon Turtle Water Suppressing Pile can continuously absorb the water Xuan Qi from the outside world, replenishing him at all times, allowing him to fight for a long time; as for his recovery ability, it is even more extraordinary , I'm afraid even the king will be jealous when he sees it.
These are his advantages. As long as he grasps these advantages, he can become a top warrior before long.
The top priority is that in addition to improving his strength to protect himself, he also needs to accumulate enough red steel stones to get rid of his status as a prison slave.
Originally, he had hoped that Wan Lanxin or Meng Helang would help him. After yesterday's battle, he did not dare to have any extravagant hopes. Everything would be more realistic if he had to rely on himself.
A subtle stamping sound rang in his ears, and an attractive woman and a fat man appeared behind him.
"Greetings, young master!" The woman and the fat man both knelt down and said respectfully.
Yang Wu didn't look back or speak. After letting the two of them kneel for a full quarter of an hour, he said calmly: "Get up!"
The two of them were sweating on their cheeks, but they didn't dare to be dissatisfied at all. After hearing the voice, they felt as if they were being pardoned, and most of the pressure in their hearts was lifted.
Xu Jiaohua spoke first and said, "Master, Fatty Dong and I have tidied up District 7. Most of the people obey you, and those who chew their tongues have their mouths broken by us."
"I don't care about these things, I just want the red steel stone!" Yang Wu responded.
"Master, the chimpanzee has already accumulated 60,000 red steel stones, which are all in the stone houses in the mountain peak. There is only 40,000 left to make the number of 100,000!" Xu Jiaohua responded again.
Fatty Dong said from the side: "In addition to the red steel stones that must be turned in on time every day, in about two months we will be able to accumulate enough red steel stones for 100,000 red steel stones."
"It takes two months!" Yang Wu sighed.
Now, he doesn't want to stay in the mountain prison for a moment, and wants to leave here as soon as possible.
"It will take a month and a half at the fastest!" Fatty Dong said in embarrassment.
"Is there no other way to speed up the accumulation?" Yang Wu asked rhetorically.
Fatty Dong didn't dare to speak anymore.
Xu Jiaohua hesitated and said, "There is a way, but..."
"It's just what? If you have something to say, just say it. I'm not as scary as you think."
"Before the chimpanzee died, he told me that the seven prison slave bosses had an agreement to challenge each other. As long as they put out enough red steel stones as bets, the winner would get the other party's red steel stones. This method should work Let the young master accumulate enough red steel stones faster." Xu Jiaohua said truthfully.
"Is there such a thing? Please tell me carefully!" Yang Wumo said with interest.
So Xu Jiaohua told Yang Wu everything he knew.
It turns out that the bosses of the seven prison slaves have made an agreement long ago. Those with lower rankings can challenge those with higher rankings. This can be done once a month. The bet must not be less than 10,000 kilograms of red steel stone each time. Whoever wins can get the bet.
The chimpanzee is ranked in the seventh district, and his combat power is only at the bottom. But in fact, he is not far behind the two prison slave bosses in the sixth and fifth districts. He has never challenged him. You must be fully prepared, intend to win the battle, and do not want to become a stepping stone for others.
It's a pity that he was killed by Yang Wu before he could challenge him.
Now there are still seven days before the next challenge. As long as Yang Wu has enough strength, he can challenge the boss of District 6.
"Is there a limit to this bet?" Yang Wu asked.
"There is no limit, as long as the other party can take it!" Xu Jiaohua responded.
"That's good!" Yang Wumo responded with a bright light, and then he waved his hand and said: "You guys go down and tell the people below that I don't have time to pay attention to them, and I won't go over old scores. I just need to get the red steel stone on time." Just hand it over."
"It's the young master!" Xu Jiaohua and Fatty Dong responded honestly.
Fatty Dong retreated, but Xu Jiaohua hadn't left yet. She boldly approached Yang Wu, puffed out her chest, blushed and whispered, "Master, if you need me, I can serve you well." "
After that, Xu Jiaohua took off her simple prison clothes, revealing her delicate body that had not aged yet, like a swaying flower, with a unique flavor.
Xu Jiaohua was not a believer in nature. She was sent to a mountain prison. If she had not had some skills, she would have become a man's plaything like other female prison slaves. Her association with the chimpanzee was not a way of self-protection. All means are better than being possessed by other weak men.
As for Yang Wu, who is not only powerful in battle, but also so young and handsome, even a woman like Xu Laobanniang likes her from the bottom of her heart. If she can have sex with him, it will be better than with a chimpanzee. Be more comfortable.
It's a pity that Yang Wu didn't even look at her, waved his hand and said: "You can be my mother, please respect yourself!"
Xu Jiaohua felt like her heart had been stabbed hard by a crowbar, and she almost fainted with shame.
Xu Jiaohua didn't have the nerve to say anything more, so she put on her prison clothes, covered her face and quickly went down the mountain.
After Xu Jiaohua left, Yang Wucai breathed out softly: "There are not many young men with strong willpower like this Viscount left!"
If anyone saw the bulging part of Yang Wu's lower body, they would blush for him because he said this. He is already blushing like this, and he is still strong-willed. It's a shame.
It's no wonder that Yang Wu was still a young man in his prime, and he didn't know whether he was a virgin or not. After falling into bed with Wan Lanxin that night, he still can't figure out what happened.
Comparing Xu Jiaohua and Wan Lanxin, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky, there is no way to compare. His reaction is just human nature.
Just when Yang Wu was about to stand up and practice his combat skills, he glanced at a corner and raised his eyes slightly. Unexpectedly, there was an old prison slave not far away from him.
Yang Wu's divine sense is already extraordinary. If someone approaches within a few miles of Fang Yuan, he will not be able to escape his ears and eyes. Now, this old prison slave didn't even notice it within three feet of him. It really scared him. arrive.
The old prison slave was looking at Yang Wu with a smile on his face. His face was wrinkled as rough as tree bark, and his old yellow teeth were grinning out. It seemed that they had not been cleaned for many years. He was holding a broken bamboo fan and gently blowing his teeth. Shaking it gently, it seemed somewhat funny.
None of this is enough to make Yang Wu feel strange. What makes him strange is that the thick chains under the old prison slave's feet are broken. It can be seen that the fracture is not cut off with a sharp weapon, but a direct struggle, with uneven marks.
Xiao Hei, who was lying on Yang Wu's shoulder, also opened his eyes and looked at the old prison slave. There was a faint light in his canine eyes. He quickly closed them again and continued to take a nap.
"Who are you?" Yang Wu asked the old prison slave.
"I am Xun Rui, the mountain counselor!" the old prison slave replied proudly, waving his broken bamboo fan.
"Gou Rui? You are destined to be with my Xiaohei!" Yang Wu replied with a smile.
"Wrong, it's Jia Hu and Xun Long's Xun, not the dog of Dog Dog!" the old prison slave retorted.
"It's almost the same!" Yang Wu responded, and then he asked: "What's the matter with you?"
"There are three things. I don't know which one you want to hear!" Xun Rui said in a confused tone.
"Is there any difference between listening to one piece and three pieces?"
"This is a huge difference, and the meanings it represents are completely different."
"Oh, then you'd better stop talking."
"Don't worry, I know astronomy from above, geography from below, marching and setting up formations, and making plans. I am expert in everything and can do everything..." Xun Rui boasted.
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Wu couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted him: "Mr. Xun, you brag about yourself so much, are you agitated?"
Xun Rui bared his old yellow teeth again and said, "How could that be possible? What I said is all the truth."
"Then why were you arrested and sent to the mountain prison?"
"Well... wasn't it because he presented the "Twenty-Four Volumes of Ruling the World and Saving the Country" to the imperial court, which was so amazing that some people were jealous of him, so he was sent here?"
"I seem to have heard that someone contributed "Twenty-Four Volumes on National Disasters" to the imperial court ten years ago. Isn't it you, the old man, who was convicted of the crime of making lies and causing harm to the public?"
"Ahem, those traitorous ministers know nothing!"
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