The scorching sun and the blazing high temperature scorched the earth and cracked the ground. When the soles of the feet were on the hard soil, a wave of heat rushed in from the soles of the feet, causing those who had to walk to sweat and curse continuously. This spooky weather.
On the spacious loess pavement, a young man dressed in ordinary clothes was walking hard with his face full of sweat. Every time the young man dropped his feet, it would be like a heavy object falling to the ground, slamming heavily on the ground. Rehmannia dust.
Looking at it from a close distance, I saw that behind the boy was an extremely large black giant sword, er, not so much a giant sword, but rather a thick iron giant ruler without a sharp edge or a blade. The black giant sword also doesn't have a sharp point. At the end, it's as if something had been cut in the middle, exposing a smooth cross-section like a mirror.
On the surface of the pitch-black giant sword, there were a series of vague and strange lines, the lines reaching the hilt, almost permeating all parts of the sword body, matched with the primitive black color, it looked quite mysterious.
The length of the weird giant sword almost exceeded the height of the young man. Such a strange combination made some people who occasionally hurried past him couldn't help but cast curious glances at him.
After traveling a few hundred meters again, the young man was finally unable to support him. He was breathing heavily like a windmill, dragging his feet as heavy as a kilogram, and descending in the shade against the big tree on the roadside.
When he reached the bottom of the tree, the boy turned his back to the sky, and planted one head on the cool turf, letting the sweat on his forehead flow down like a stream.
"Teacher. This thing... is too horrible. After carrying it... the vindictiveness flowing in the body has become sluggish, and this ghost thing is too heavy? It was originally only a day's journey, but now it is already twice. It's heaven, and it hasn't arrived yet!" After taking a few heavy breaths, Xiao Yan said. It turned out to be a little hoarse because of excessive release.
"Hey, the practice has officially started. You wouldn’t think it’s as simple as letting you out and just strolling around? Since it’s called penance, then prepare to give me the hardest treatment, the comfortable life in Utan City. , Has begun to move away from you." In the ring, Yao Lao's slightly gloating old laughter came out.
Hear the words. Xiao Yan shook his head with a wry smile, turned his side slightly, and glanced at the bladeless black giant sword behind him from the corner of his eyes, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.
He didn't expect that this ugly thing would be so terrifying that it could not only suppress the fast flowing bucket pressure in his body like a tortoise crawling. Moreover, the weight of its own abnormality almost caused Xiao Yan to fold his waist while running his vindictive energy at full capacity.
In the past two days, Xiao Yan has finally tried, what is true exhaustion.
With this weird black giant sword on his back, Xiao Yan's combat effectiveness may only be equal to that of a rookie who is a novice fighter. However, although the black giant sword brought a lot of constraints. However, because of its depressive effect, Xiao Yan was relieved of the worry of being seen through his real strength from the breath. He walked alone, and in this situation of unfamiliar life, he would take his own life at will. The exposure of the bottom-line strength is undoubtedly a relatively stupid move.
He stroked his fingers on the ring, and a pale green pill appeared in the palm of his palm. This is a kind of Qi-returning pill with relatively good medicinal effect. It can... accelerate the recovery of vindictiveness in a short time.
This pill was specially made by Xiao Yan before leaving Wutan City on that day. However, since the medicinal materials needed for the Qi-Returning Pill are relatively scarce, the ability of the Mittel Auction House is only available. After refining more than 30 medicinal materials, Xiao Yan generally does not dare to take it at will, but in the current situation, he can no longer be frugal.
Carefully swept across the road not far away. After seeing no one. Only then did Xiao Yan swallow it into his belly, leaning against the tree pole. Slowly waiting for the power of the elixir to develop.
Although after taking the pill, you can enter the cultivation state to maximize the power of the pill. However, Xiao Yan at this time obviously does not have the environmental conditions for quiet cultivation. The idea of wanting to enter the cultivation state was broken.
With his eyes closed slightly and in a state of extreme exhaustion, Xiao Yan could clearly perceive that the almost sore muscles in his body were greedily absorbing the docile medicinal power that gradually dissipated.
After the last trace of medicinal power was absorbed, Xiao Yan seemed to have a feeling. At this time, the explosive power contained in the muscles and cells seemed to be faintly strengthened than before...
Although the painstaking cultivation has only started for two days, Xiao Yan has a kind of self-confidence. If he takes off the heavy sword on his back, he is absolutely confident to defeat a six-star fighter!
"It seems to be really effective?" Xiao Yan murmured and touched his face. Xiao Yan suddenly grinned and stretched his arms lazily. The energetic feeling made him almost feel a new look from the inside out.
Standing up from the ground, Xiao Yan hated and lovingly patted the weird giant sword that he regarded as a cumbersome behind him, and again took a heavy step toward the destination that was not far away.
Before the sky gradually darkened, Xiao Yan finally reached the small town closest to the Warcraft Mountain Range.
The town is called Qingshan Town. Because of its proximity to the Warcraft Mountains, it is also known as the Warcraft Town. The most people in the town are naturally the mercenaries who have been adding blood to the sword. They are in groups. , Holding each other's arms, frothing on the street, unscrupulously discussing where the women in the town have the most flavor, where the wine is the strongest, and where the beasts are the most fierce...
Walking on the streets paved with bluestone and carrying a huge sword that is not commensurate with his size, Xiao Yan naturally attracted a lot of strange eyes, but he ignored it and touched it. The sweat on his forehead walked slowly down the street.
There are many shops on both sides of the street, and because of the geographical advantage, the popularity is quite violent. Xiao Yan's gaze swept through the most transparent shops with interest, and when his gaze fell on a large area. After working for the spacious medicinal material shop, he stopped, and after a little pondering, he walked into this famous "Wan Yaozhai" medicinal material shop.
Xiao Yan didn't have much interest in weapons and armors, but he was very interested in all kinds of cherished medicinal materials. As long as he could find the precious medicinal materials, the elders could refine them into various kinds of pills to enhance their strength. Medicine, walking in the dangerous mountains of Warcraft, the pill is the most life-saving and real thing.
Walking into the spacious store, the moonstone hung on the wall in the store was illuminated like daylight. At this time, there were quite a lot of people in the store, and the staff were extremely busy, so for the time being, no one greeted Xiao who had just entered. inflammation.
No one greeted him, Xiao Yan was also happy and quiet, his gaze slowly swept across the transparent counter, but when his gaze moved to a small jade box, he was slightly taken aback.
"Healing medicine? Is there a pharmacist here too?" Staring at the information written under the small jade bottle, Xiao Yan was startled, and muttered in surprise.
Shaking his head, Xiao Yan's eyes continued to move, but when he read all the things on the counter, he shook his head in disappointment. Although there were some intermediate medicinal materials in it, it didn’t match the current Xiao Yan. What a use.
Just when Xiao Yan was about to return home empty, the corner of his eyes moved wildly, but there was a sudden pause.
Looking through the transparent counter, Xiao Yan fixed his eyes on the light yellow block at the corner. After a while, he licked his lips, walked into the counter casually, lowered his head, and looked at the block again. Light yellow object.
"Ah... please take this thing out for me, please."
Slowly retracting some greedy and excited gazes, Xiao Yan raised his head and smiled at a male clerk who came by.
The young clerk who was called gave a sideways glance at the ordinary Xiao Yan, and then at the item he requested. After finding that it was just a piece of the lowest-level Huanglian Jing, he suddenly curled his lips impatiently, his face stiff. Take it out of the counter: "Huanglian Jing, low-grade medicinal materials, one hundred gold coins."
I didn't care about the clerk's low-looking attitude, Xiao Yan sneered in his heart, and took this piece of Huanglian Jing, which is considered the lowest grade, with his fingernails quietly scratching it. The surface was slightly yellowed. Turning over Xiao Xu, it turned out that there was a red color like blood. He looked at the invisible red color. The corners of Xiao Yan's eyes twitched slightly, and he immediately touched his nose without a trace, and took a deep sniff on his fingers. The strange smell of blood, suddenly, a touch of splendor jumped up deep in the eyes.
"It really is, blood lotus essence!"
When Xiao Yan's heart was uplifted, Yao Lao's slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded in his heart.
"Little guy, luck seems to be pretty good, I was able to meet this rare herb!"