Beiyin Great Sage

A page in the Book of Thousand Spirits records the Death Spirit Mushroom, and a recipe was specially written for it, named San Duo Dan, which can help those who have mastered the Qi to achieve innateness.

This prescription is amazingly powerful, but it is also too extreme.

Although it can greatly increase the possibility of achieving innate talent, it is also suspected of damaging the foundation.

It would be fine if he could reach the heavens and achieve innateness in one step. Innate Qi would be able to make up for the losses, but if he failed, the possibility of going further would be almost cut off.

Zhou Yi would naturally not take these elixirs.

Therefore, based on pharmacology and the prescriptions of elixirs recorded by predecessors, with slight modifications, I prepared a prescription for Liuyuan Dan, which is safe and harmless.

As for the efficacy of the medicine...

Naturally it is much weaker.

"Fortunately, I have been thinking about the Death Mushroom in the past few years, and I have the Qinglong Peiyuan Fang as a base, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to make this Six Yuan Pill."

Squatting next to the medicine stove, Zhou Yi watched the fire and carefully added medicinal ingredients, and finally put in one-third of the dead mushrooms.

"Gululu..."

The smoke came out, carrying a foul smell, and just one sniff made me dizzy.

This is him who is still wearing a pure Yang iron cloth shirt. If ordinary people or even body-refining warriors smell it, they may faint on the spot and not know whether to live or die.

for a long time.

"Peng!"

The hot air blasted open the top of the stove, and a mass of black liquid swirled rapidly inside.

The ultimate blackness is like a black hole that swallows everything. It is twisted, weird, and difficult to look directly at, until it gradually turns into calm water.

When the medicine liquid began to solidify, Zhou Yi scooped out the medicine liquid with a spoon, carefully rolled it into pills, and placed them one by one in the medicine box.

Twelve in total.

He took out one and put it in front of him for a brief inspection, then put it into his mouth and swallowed it.

The next moment.

An abundant medicinal power erupts from the belly, flowing through the meridians and muscles throughout the body, so fast that it is difficult for people to adapt.

"snort!"

With a low hum, Zhou Yi sat down cross-legged, silently concentrating on his true feelings.

As the power of the medicine moves quickly to where it should go, the light curtain of the sea of ​​consciousness trembles slightly, and the subtitles on it also change accordingly.

An hour later.

"call……"

After taking a long breath, Zhou Yi glanced at the light screen of the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness, with a smile on his face.

"Half a year's work!"

In just one hour, his cultivation progress was comparable to half a year of hard training. So wouldn't this batch of pills be equivalent to six years?

A piece of dead spirit mushroom, wouldn’t it mean eighteen years?

Eighteen years!

It is to practice hard for eighteen years, not to practice casually.

Even if the Ningzhen Heart Sutra is mediocre in the internal skills and the progress is far from mastery, I am afraid that it is not far away from the great achievement of Zhenqi.

According to the speed of cultivating Ganoderma lucidum, it will take less than two years to produce one serving of Necromancer mushrooms. If you use snacks, it will take one year.

"At most three years!"

Zhou Yi’s eyes lit up:

"Relying on the Six Yuan Dan, it can take at most three years to achieve great success and even perfection. Within five years, you can try to hit the innate realm."

A congenital person under thirty years old.

Looking at the world, even if we count down the world for hundreds of years, there are only a few of them. If we exclude the children of aristocratic families, there is probably not even one.

Liu Mengyan is extremely talented, and he has the yin and yang of Bai Fengyue and other women, and his practice is at the top of the world, and it is impossible to break through before the age of thirty.

Moreover, the Six Yuan Pill not only promotes cultivation, but also tempers the physical body. Before the true energy is fully achieved, the Pure Yang Iron Clothes Shirt can be perfected.

How powerful is the Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt in the Perfect Realm?

but……

Zhou Yi thought thoughtfully:

"Although the efficacy of the medicine is amazing, it still seems to be somewhat different from the dead mushrooms recorded in the Book of Thousand Spirits. And this time there is only one piece, which is a pity."

…………

"Jiutian Yanyang, respect my command."

"fire!"

According to the Fire Sutra, Zhou Yi chanted a mantra and circulated the true energy in his body. Finally, he bent his fingers forward a little, and all the energy in his body suddenly released.

"Um!"

With a muffled groan, his vision turned black and he stopped moving.

"It still doesn't work."

After coming back to his senses, Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly and slowly closed the scroll in front of him.

The things should be those of the 'immortals', and the spells should be the rumored spells, but for some reason, he could never cast them.

Every time I try, it’s like…

Lack of strength.

It's more like running a gasoline engine with diesel. It always feels like there's something missing. Not only is it unable to activate the magic, it actually causes the blood to surge.

If you try too many times, you will even harm yourself.

He had expected this.

After all, this object has been in the hands of the Qingzhu Gang for many years, and Yang Shensi has not been heard to know magic. It obviously has not been passed down.

If Yang Shensi couldn't do it, he would naturally be embarrassed.

But there is some regret in my heart after all.

No matter it is the simplest purification technique or the returning wind and fire, none of them work. Fortunately, the last cicada-shaking technique has entered the door for some reason.

This technique is not a killing technique.

It is a special method to temper the spirit and increase alertness.

Shocking cicada.

There is an ancient saying that before the wind moves, the cicadas are frightened.

After mastering this technique, you will have the ability to avoid danger without hearing or seeing it, which means your alertness to danger will be different from ordinary people.

However, the initial cultivation does not show any effect, and if it is really effective, Yang Shensi will not be killed by Wen Shanjing.

certainly.

It is also possible that Yang Shensi is not good at academics.

Shocking Cicada: Getting Started (1/100)

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After Yang Shensi's death, Wen Shanjing took over as the leader of the Qingzhu Gang.

He was the only son of the old gang leader Wen, and with the support of the Lin family, even those who disobeyed were suppressed by various means.

In just a few days, he has secured his position as gang leader.

On Liu Mengyan's big day, he did not invite the new leader Wen, but people from the Blood Lotus Sect came uninvited and presented generous gifts.

It is said.

The bride, Miss Lin, lost her temper over this.

Zhou Yi and several nurses from Liuying Courtyard sat at the same table, blending in with the crowd and laughing and toasting to the groom, oblivious to everyone else.

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"Plop la la..."

The carrier pigeon flapped its wings and landed on the shoulder.

Zhou Yi put down the machete in his hand, took off the letter from the pigeon's leg, stroked the pigeon's soft feathers, and slowly unfolded the letter.

My friend: I haven’t seen you for several months since we parted ways in Chenyue. I miss you very much.

"Ah……"

Zhou Yi drank lightly, shook his head and continued to look down.

Now there is an order from the head of the family to go to Guang'an with his wife and daughter in a few days.

I am going here to settle down, and I will not return for many years. I should have taken my wife and daughter away by the time my friend received the letter, and I don’t know when I will see him again.

Travel safely and don’t think about it.

After you settle in, you will receive a letter to let you know.

When we meet again in a foreign land someday, we should drink wine freely.

Friend: Liu Mengyan.

"Guang'an?"

Zhou Yi touched his chin:

"Is the Lin family going to develop there?"

As early as a few years ago, he heard that the Lin family had left Kunshan City to seek a future elsewhere. At that time, he only thought it was a normal division of a large family.

nowadays.

Even Liu Mengyan and Lin Yunliu went to Guang'an, and those who stayed on the mountain were the older generations of the Lin family, which was a bit unreasonable.

Judging from the tone of the letter, I'm afraid it's permanent residence.

Liu Mengyan and his wife were the backbone of the younger generation of the Lin family, and they were both leaving.

The Lin family has been operating in Kunshan City for so many years. What is the attraction of Guang'an that makes Mr. Lin make the decision to relocate the family?

"It's not too far."

Putting away the letter, Zhou Yi picked up the machete and hare and walked down the mountain.

Guang'an is nearly a thousand miles away from Kunshan City. For ordinary people, it is an extremely long distance, but it is nothing to him.

Especially in recent years, in order to cultivate undead mushrooms, it is common to travel dozens of miles, even hundreds of miles. Although it is troublesome to go thousands of miles away to get a drink, it is not necessarily impossible.

"Click..."

When you step on a dead branch, the sound of breaking is crisp and clear.

Zhou Yi paused and looked towards the thatched house built in front, frowning slightly.

Anyone?

This place is located deep in the mountains, so he built a residence to make it easier to come and go. He sprinkled insect repellent herbs around it, and there have never been any outsiders.

now.

White smoke was rising from the chimney, and the fence in front of the door to keep out wild animals was kicked to the ground. The footprints were messy and disorderly, as if someone had broken in.

"It's quite strange."

After muttering something under his breath, he stepped towards the thatched cottage. Before he could get closer, a burst of noise came from inside.

"Brother, drink!"

"I didn't expect that there are other people in this deep mountain and old forest. Not only are there people who also have fine wine?"

"It seems that he is some kind of idler in the mountains, maybe a scholar, but looking at the things on the wall, he looks more like a hunter with some martial arts skills."

"I can hunt tigers and leopards, and my strength is barely enough. Could it be that he is a criminal from the imperial court who has taken refuge?"

"Ha ha……"

"So, we are like-minded!"

The voices were chaotic, and there was obviously more than one person.

"Crunch..."

Zhou Yi gently pushed open the wooden door made of sticks and vines, looked into the house, and said in surprise:

"Everyone, this seems to be my home?"

The thatched house was built more than a year ago. It is covered with thatched roofs on wooden piles on all sides. It has a simple shape and hunted tiger and leopard skins are hung on the walls.

There are firewood knives, logging saws, and stocks.

There are three more people.

"oh!"

One person turned his head when he heard the sound and said with a contemptuous smile:

"It turns out the master is here."

As he spoke, he looked up and down at the figure standing in front of the door.

He wears straw sandals, linen clothes, long and messy hair, square face, dull and honest eyes, rough skin, and carries a machete and a hare.

Except for his taller stature, he is no different from a mountain man orion in other places.

While he was examining the visitor, Zhou Yi was also looking at the three people in the room.

With their oxtail braids, animal skin clothes, machetes wrapped around their waists, and short stature, the three of them were dressed the same and had similar body types. It was obvious at a glance that they came from the same place.

"People from Yuanzhou?"

Yuanzhou is located in the southwest corner of the Liang Kingdom and is home to many barbarians. According to rumors, the barbarians in Yuanzhou all drink hair and blood and are uncivilized aliens.

Their appearance is similar to the three people in front of them.

The three of them gathered around the table. The pottery pot in the middle of the table was full of stewed meat, and there was wine next to it. They were eating and drinking freely.

Wine and meat are naturally the original items in the house.

"Young man, you do have some knowledge."

One person nodded:

"We are from Panyue Valley. We are chasing a big villain. We will use your place to rest for a few days and we will leave after a while."

"Please take this time to say hello."

"go!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and said as if it were a matter of course:

"Go boil some water for me so we can wash ourselves off later."

"Well……"

Zhou Yi pursed his lips and said slowly:

"It seems inappropriate for the three of you to come here uninvited and eat and drink from the things below?"

"Um?"

The three of them were stunned. One of them had an obviously hot temper. He jumped up and glared at Zhou Yi and shouted:

"Boy, I use your things to think highly of you, but you still dare to be verbose, and you dare to be arrogant because you think you have some ability, right?"

"court death!"

The sound fell, and a flash of sword light suddenly appeared.

The sword light drew an arc, like a moon disk, passing over a few feet between the two people, and had already cut down when the sound fell.

The sword was sharp and murderous.

So angry!

This person is actually a first-class master with true energy!

No wonder he is so arrogant.

However, this kind of character that kills people at will whenever they contradict is really disgusting.

Zhou Yi raised his head and looked at the incoming blade. The glare of the blade was reflected in his eyes, and he seemed to be stunned and motionless.

"Hey……"

The man wielding the knife had a sneer on his face and cruel eyes. He seemed to have seen the scene where Zhou Yi's head was split open by his own scimitar and his brains splattered.

That kind of scenery is rare in the world.

It’s a treat every time I see it!

"Uh-huh!"

The scimitar fell.

"Peng!"

The blade struck his forehead, and the sharp edge pressed against the hollow of the flesh.

The next moment.

The skin and flesh and the blade were strong and weak in an instant. The sunken skin and flesh stagnated, and the blade cutting on the forehead suddenly trembled and shattered.

"Peng!"

The broken blade, packed with terrifying power, penetrated the body of the person holding the knife on the spot.

The ferocious look on the man's face did not disappear, but he froze in place, his eyes filled with astonishment.