MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 563 test

   "Peng!"

   Throwing the bundled Huang Ant Army on the ground, Zhou Yi exhaled lightly, and reached out to touch the sweat beads on his forehead.

  Even if he has completed the pure yang iron cloth shirt and has strong physical strength, he still can't bear to carry three big living people for tens of miles.

   Panting heavily, he looked at the three people on the ground, and he sat down cross-legged.

  The Qi and blood in the body are surging, running according to the method of Dingyang pile.

   not long.

  With warm currents emerging from the body, the fatigue on the body quickly dissipated, and even the spirit was rejuvenated and uplifted.

   "Sure enough!"

   Opening his eyes, Zhou Yimu was overjoyed:

   "Although I haven't cultivated true qi, thanks to the great achievement of the pure yang iron cloth shirt, I already have the characteristics of a first-class master in some aspects."

Such as,

   Defense!

  Explosive power!

   and even,

   Recovery speed.

  Refining (73/100)

   "The state of body training is to transfer blood and blood to temper the body, and Dacheng's pure yang iron cloth shirt makes my body comparable to a first-class master."

   "Conversely, refining the marrow will naturally make rapid progress."

  In just two days, two experience points have been added to the marrow refinement realm. This was in the past, but it would take at least half a month.

  Breakthrough in refining is just around the corner!

"Well…"

   Moans sounded.

  Zhou Yi turned his head, but saw that the three people **** by him had woken up one after another, opened their dazed eyes, and looked around.

  When they saw Zhou Yi sitting cross-legged on the rock, the three of them were all shocked.

   "Heroes!"

  One of them couldn't care less about the weakness of his body, and hastily knelt down on the ground:

   "Hero, spare your life. The younger one has an eighty-year-old mother and a child waiting to be fed. I beg the hero to spare my life. I will burn incense and worship when I go back."

   "Me too, hero spare me!"

   "Forgive me! Forgive me!"

  The other two didn't have such good language organization skills, they just knelt down and begged for mercy.

  They have seen Zhou Yi make a move, even the leader who is a warrior is not a single enemy, and the three of them will seek their own death if they join forces.

"Ah…"

   Zhou Yi hummed lightly, and waved his hand casually.

   "Dang Clang..."

  A dagger was thrown in front of the three of them, and he looked down with cold eyes:

   "Give you a chance, I need two corpses here, so only one of you can go back."

   "Whoever can grasp it depends on you."

  The three of them were taken aback.

  They looked at Zhou Yi, and then looked at each other. The eyes of the person who spoke first before were flickering, and he suddenly rushed towards the dagger in front of him.

   One rolled and held the handle of the knife, turned around and looked at the two companions with the knife.

   "Xiao Liu!"

   "Brother Liu!"

  The eyes of the two were frightened, and the older one said anxiously:

"What do you want to do?"

   "Brother Hu, don't blame me." The knife-wielding bandit had a grim expression on his face, and said through gritted teeth:

   "Tweety is still waiting for me at home, I must leave alive."

   "Fart!" Brother Hu said angrily:

   "He lied to you, even if you kill both of us, you will never leave alive, and that woman is a bitch!"

   "Shut up." The knife-wielding bandit yelled:

   "You are not allowed to say that about Tweety!"

   "Peng!"

   Before he finished speaking, another person rushed over at the right time, hugged him by the waist, and fell hard towards the ground.

  Brother Hu roared and rushed out when he saw this, and grabbed the opponent's arm holding the knife.

"what!"

  The knife-wielding bandit roared loudly, struggled frantically, and swung the short knife. The three of them wrestled together, and their bodies would inevitably be cut by the sharp blade.

  The tense spirit made them temporarily ignore the pain on their bodies, and only had the dagger that could kill others in their eyes.

   "Puff puff!"

"what!"

   "..."

   After an unknown amount of time, the screams stopped abruptly.

  Three corpses collapsed on the ground, blood rolled down the slope, moonlight spilled through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and clusters of Ganoderma lucidum were seen shaking gently.

  The cunning rabbit still has three caves.

  Cultivating Ganoderma lucidum, Zhou Yi naturally wouldn't just choose one place.

  In addition to the last time, there are two other places where there are a lot of Ganoderma lucidum. Although the number is less than that cave, there are still hundreds of clusters.

  Since Necromushrooms can grow there.

   This way...

   It’s okay!

  Especially after a period of cultivation, there are already a lot of Ganoderma lucidum here, so he plans to try to see if he can replicate the dead spirit mushroom.

  If it can be copied, it can be expected innately.

  Corps, blood, Ganoderma lucidum, fighting...

  Everything is pretty much the same as before.

  By dawn, the pungent smell of blood had faded away, but Nai He did not repeat the previous experience, and the corpse and Ganoderma lucidum remained unchanged.

   "Where is the problem?"

   Scratching his head, Zhou Yi followed the previous practice and buried the body under the Ganoderma lucidum, but unfortunately there was still no change.

   Waited another day.

  He completely gave up.

   "Sure enough, there are still problems."

   Resting his chin on his hand, Zhou Yi wrote down the differences between the two times.

   "The three of them last time were all body-training warriors, but this time they are just ordinary people. There is a big gap in strength, and the strength of blood must be different."

   "Last time I was away..."

   "The anger of the living may affect the appearance of the dead mushroom."

   "Less Ganoderma lucidum too."

   "The location is also different."

   "..."

"Ok."

   Raising his head, Zhou Yi's eyes flickered:

"try again?"

  With the current chaos in Kunshan City, it is not difficult to find a few warriors to kill, as long as you are careful, it will not be too dangerous.

   Dazzling.

   More than ten days later.

   "Third attempt."

  Zhou Yi held a charcoal pen in one hand and a piece of paper in the other, and wrote vigorously:

   "Unsuccessful!"

   "The tiger in the mountain is full of energy and blood. After death, the blood is poured, which caused more than ten clusters of Ganoderma lucidum to mutate, but no dead spirit mushroom appeared."

   "Beasts, are they inferior to humans?"

   One month later.

  The cave was pitch black, nearly 200 ganoderma lucidum were reduced to ashes, Zhou Yi searched in the cave for a long time with ecstasy, but found nothing.

"what happened?"

   "It is true that dead air will affect the growth of Ganoderma lucidum, but the birth of dead spirit mushrooms does not seem to be due to dead air alone. The seventh attempt failed."

"Hey!"

   Paused his pen heavily, Zhou Yi sighed helplessly.

  This attempt not only failed, but also wasted a lot of Ganoderma lucidum, and it will take time to re-cultivate the Ganoderma lucidum if you want to try again.

   Fortunately.

   It's not without harvest, but it's not about cultivating dead mushrooms.

  Name: Zhou Yi

  Age: 21

  Repair: True Qi (1/100)

   Concentrated Heart Sutra: Getting Started (9/100)

  Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt: Dacheng (6/100)

   Heavenly Bergamot: Mastery (99/100)

  A weak but true true qi circulates in the meridian according to the Ningxin Sutra, and he has already cultivated the true qi.

   The breakthrough process is far less dangerous than what Liu Mengyan said.

  Perhaps it is because of the great achievement of the pure yang iron cloth shirt, the physical body has already broken through the limit of body training, maybe it is because of the 'Gold Finger', Zhou Yi does not find it difficult.

  When the progress of refining the marrow reached 100%, all the orifices in the body trembled, and a weak zhenqi emerged out of thin air, which naturally advanced.

   "Is this true qi?"

  Moving his wrist, he felt that with the movement of true energy, the physical body and the stagnant pure yang iron cloth shirt became stronger again.

   True Qi is like a newborn baby, although it is weak, it has infinite possibilities.

and.

  Tian bergamot is also close to Dacheng.

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  The Yellow Ant Army finally left.

  Kunshan City also regained its freedom.

pity.

  The bandit army is like yellow ants crossing the border and no grass grows. In just over a month, an unknown number of people have been buried under this land forever.

  The once-prosperous Kunshan City has almost been reduced to ruins, with ruined walls and collapsed houses.

   Street.

  The corpses have rotted, and countless insects are climbing.

  The broken arm is obliquely inserted into the sludge.

  Bones piled up into mounds.

   The scavengers screamed one after another.

   There was an inexplicable sadness in the dead air.

   "Woo..."

   "Woooooooooooo..."

  One of them looked up at the sky, looked at the scorching sun hanging in the air, suddenly burst into tears, knelt down and howled loudly.

  His cry seemed to have started, and more and more people wept bitterly, and some even fainted because of this, and came to see off the massacre.

  ...

   "The Yellow Ant Army really left."

  Standing on the top of the hill, Zhou Yi looked down at the location of Kunshan City, his voice sighing.

"gone."

  After living in the city for more than a month and experiencing many tragedies in the world, Liu Mengyan gained a few strands of white hair on her temples, and her eyes became much more mature:

   "Wu Tiantong couldn't find what he wanted. Under the attack of many masters in the rivers and lakes, he was finally unable to support himself and retreated on his own initiative."

   "However, he can't escape!"

   With a cold look in his eyes, Liu Mengyan gritted his teeth tightly:

   "Senior Lin has already rushed from the capital. If there is senior action, even if Wu Tiantong is in the army, he will definitely die."

   "I hope so." Zhou Yi sighed softly, and said again:

   "Do you need something from me?"

"Ok."

  Liu Mengyan nodded and said:

   "I know you like to practice hard, but you don't have to stay on the mountain all the time. The errands in Liuying's courtyard are still reserved for you. You might as well go down and have a look if you have time."

   "I know." Zhou Yi nodded.

  He practices hard because he has books to read, exercises to practice, and elixir to grow, so he doesn’t find it boring, not because he likes it.

certainly.

   This needs no explanation.

   "Let's get down to business." Liu Mengyan raised his spirits, his expression seemed a little embarrassed, he hesitated for a moment before saying:

   "I have a friend who wants to see you."

   "Your friend?" Zhou Yi looked sideways:

   "Want to see me?"

  Although the two have a good relationship, their social circles are not compatible at all. It stands to reason that there is a high probability that the other party's friends don't know his existence.

"yes."

  Liu Mengyan nodded, and said:

   "Don't worry, she will never do anything to you."

   "I'm not worried about that." Zhou Yi rolled his eyes. He who has cultivated his true energy may not be worse than Liu Mengyan:

"Who?"

   "Yue'er!"

   Liu Mengyan turned around and shouted towards the forest:

   "Come out."

   "Clatter..."

  The branches and leaves swayed, and a beautiful figure stepped on the fallen leaves and walked slowly out of the forest.

  The visitor wears tulle and has a graceful figure. The white gauze dress is flying in the wind. It is clearly standing on the ground, but it gives people an elegant feeling that may be blown by the wind at any time.

  The woman came slowly, bowed to Zhou Yi, and said softly:

   "My concubine has met Mr. Zhou."

   "..."

   Zhou Yi's face was gloomy. Although the other side was covered with tulle, his body and aura remained unchanged. It was Bai Fengyue, the saint of the Red Lotus Sect.

   "Brother Liu."

   "Brother Zhou."

  Liu Mengyan hastily interrupted his voice, begging:

   "Just say a few words with her, don't worry, she will definitely not do anything to you?"

   As he spoke, he clasped his fists and cupped his hands, and a few dodged to the distance.