"Guyue Daoist friend laughed." Thinking of the person next to him, Dong Wu looked happy, and quickly turned to the side with a warm smile, "Could you please go to the main hall to describe the ten-layer sword formation mentioned in the Daoist friend's letter? "
"Of course!" Gu Yue Cai did not refuse when he arrived, and followed with a smile. After a while, he paused again, turned around and walked back, pulling Shen Ying to follow again, don't look at this thing, it's going to be lost!
"This is..." Dong Wu seemed to pay attention to Shen Ying. Wasn't it a disciple who was going to practice
"My daughter... ah, my junior sister, Shen Ying." Gu Yue quickly changed her words.
"Oh, Fellow Daoist Shen, come... please come inside!"
So the three of them walked in the direction of the Holy Heavenly Sect Hall together.
Lou Hong who was left: "… "
Suddenly, I felt that there was no need for Wuwangzong to be in charge. Forget it, he should go home and count the spiritual stones.
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There were not many people who came into the secret realm this time, and there were only about thirty people in total. Lou Hong divided them into two groups early in the morning, one was led by Lou Tao, and the other was led by Yi Qing.
Yi Qing has a cold temperament and doesn't like to talk, but it may be because the sword brushing formation in the martial art is too fierce, the disciples are not dissatisfied with him, and he can control everyone with just one look. In addition, most of the team are sword cultivators. Sword cultivators are all about comprehension of kendo, and the most important thing to practice kendo is actual combat. To sum it up in one sentence - just do it!
Therefore, compared to each faction, it is necessary to pay attention to various spiritual plants or training materials along the way, and deliberately avoid monsters along the way. The group of them came for the monsters, not only did they not have to avoid them, but they also searched for people's nests everywhere, all the way to the depths of the secret realm.
I don’t know if it was bad luck. They encountered several monsters along the way, all of them were second or third tiers, and they didn’t see any higher tiers. The second and third tier monsters were equivalent to the Qi training period, which was fundamental to them. No challenge.
It wasn't until three days later that they encountered a fifth-order monster. Everyone was overjoyed. They set up the formation and began to fight. It took a few people nearly three hours to win the monster. And everyone's spiritual power was exhausted, except for Yi Qing, no one else could move.
Yi Qing looked at the crowd, then took the sword and walked towards the dead monster. With a wave of the sword in his hand, he took out the magic pill from the monster's stomach. He glanced down and suddenly raised his head to ask, "Who is it? Is it Ice Spirit Root?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then one of the disciples raised his hand blankly, "I have ice root, but it's wood ice double root."
"Oh." Yi Qing responded and threw the demon pill in his hand, "Take it."
"Ah! Ah?" The disciple was stunned for a moment, then caught it in a conditioned reflex, "Give it to me?" Some of them couldn't react. This is a demon pill, and it's a fifth-order demon beast! Did he give it that way? Although everyone started it together just now, everyone could see that the only one who really contributed was the little uncle. If it wasn't for him, they probably wouldn't be able to take down this monster.
Everyone was also at a loss. After thinking about it carefully, they thought that no matter what monsters they encountered along the way, although the little uncle rarely shot, he just watched over them, but he never seemed to take anything.
It's too... too selfless.
The crowd suddenly became hot, and their hearts were full of emotion. Just as he was about to say something, a loud roar of a monster came suddenly. The trees in front of them rumbled down a lot, and the ground was shaken.
A giant beast with a height of three people appeared in front of everyone. It was shaped like a cow, but it had scales all over its body. It had two rows of sharp horns on its head.
With a loud roar at the crowd, the scorching aura suddenly rushed toward the face, as if it would set the surroundings on fire.
"It's a flame-hoofed beast!" a disciple exclaimed, and everyone's faces turned pale.
"My God, this is a sixth-order monster, which is equivalent to the golden core period!"
"What can we do, we can't beat him."
"We've run out of strength. Little Shishu, hurry up..."
Before everyone could finish their words, suddenly there was a rain of swords falling down. In an instant, the three-man tall beast was inserted into a sieve, and fell to the ground with a bang, without a sound.
Disciples: "..."
"What did you say?" Yi Qing turned his head.
"No... nothing?"
"Oh." Yi Qing turned around with another sword, cut open the belly of the monster, took out a red bead, and continued to ask, "Who is Huo Linggen?"
“…I…I am.”
"Take it!" After saying that, he threw the demon pill over again, then turned around to hold the sword... He squatted down and cut the flesh on the animal corpse.
Disciples: "..."
and many more!
Are they right? Little Martial Uncle is... cutting monster meat!
(⊙_⊙)
Whether it is training pills or weapons, the flesh of monsters is of no use to cultivators. Why does the little uncle cut the meat
Is it because they gave all the demon pills to them, and they were afraid that they would feel ashamed, so they cut some useless animal meat and pretended to get something
All the disciples looked at each other, and there were tears in each other's eyes, so... so touching, they were fortunate enough to have such an uncle.
"Little Master Uncle!" The disciple who just took the fire attribute demon pill, gritted his teeth and handed back the demon pill in his hand, "Actually, I don't need this demon pill."
"And me!" The disciple who just received the ice attribute demon pill also said, "I don't need it either."
So the little uncle should keep it by himself, don't patronize us.
Yi Qing finally raised his head and glanced at the moved crowd, stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Oh, throw it away!"
Disciple one: "..."
Disciple 2: "..."
Disciples: "..."
Yi Qing didn't see everyone's confused expressions at all, he stuffed the cut meat into the storage bag, turned around and said, "Let's go!" After speaking, he continued towards the depths of the secret realm.
Everyone looked at each other for a while, and had no choice but to follow. I was even more moved in my heart. Little Martial Uncle must not want to embarrass them, so he didn't take back the demon pill, it must be.
So the same situation continued to unfold over the next few days.
Killed a fifth-order monster... Yi Qing was cutting meat.
Killed a sixth-order monster... Yi Qing was still cutting meat.
Leaping to kill a seventh-order monster... Yi Qing is still cutting meat.
Encountered an eighth-order monster... After finally cutting a piece of meat, Yi Qing took them away.
Disciples: "..."
Why does the little uncle feel that he didn't come in to experience, but to find ingredients? No, no, it must be their delusion.