Cultivation Of Immortals Begins With A Funeral Scripture

Jia Zhenzhu said dismissively, it had been half an hour before Ye Congwen made a move, and most likely he was playing word games again. After all, Jia Yun's ancestors had already taught him several times.

At this time, not only the giants, but even Bian Qianqian looked at Ye Congwen worriedly, boasting such a big Haikou, how can I cash it! A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Ye Congwen from time to time, and the previous resentment seemed to disappear again.

"Has it been half an hour? How did the time go by so fast? I just saw Miss Bian cast the Celestial Girl Scattering Hand seven or eight times in a row. Immortal Qi fluttered, and her blue hair fluttered, just like the flying fairy.

I haven't watched it yet, how come it's been half an hour? "

Ye Congwen looked at Bian Wanqing who was radiant and radiant with reluctance, and secretly sighed that this woman is indeed the most beautiful woman in Lizhou, and she is so good-looking when she fights. she.

Even the male giant with strange aesthetics said that this female doll is beautiful and looks good in fighting. It seems that in terms of appearance alone, this woman can take all men and women.

"Brother Congwen, you've been patronizing the number one beauty. How can you care about the time passing? The other girl, Jia, has released pigs, cattle, sheep and dogs several times. Have you never paid attention to it?"

Lin Xiaoyu asked with a smile, knowing that Ye Congwen was stalling for time, so he just made a contribution by rambling.

"Miss Jia? Isn't she the jewel in the palm of Jia's family? When did she get reduced to herding cattle and sheep?

By the way, who did she herd cattle for? "

Ye Congwen asked casually, but his eyes were fixed on Bian Wanqing's graceful figure without blinking.

Bian Wanqing burst out laughing upon hearing this, which made everyone laugh too, but Jia Zhenzhu cursed:

"Ye Congwen, you murderer, you make fun of me every day and piss off this lady. Believe it or not, I will find a few people to vent my anger on Lin Xiaoyu every day?"

"You see, I'm right. Some people are not good at hunting Magical Beasts. They have a lot of ways to deal with small players like you."

Ye Congwen looked exactly as I expected, and taught Lin Xiaoyu earnestly:

"But don't be afraid. If anyone dares to bully you, you can report to the captain of the personal guard. He dislikes the children of the three families bullying others the most. He will definitely uphold justice for you."

"Pearl Little Sister just said a few angry words, Miss Lin, you don't have to mind."

Bian Wanqing spoke out to persuade her, she just wanted to see what kind of special skills Ye Congwen had that could defeat the enemy with one blow, and without giving Jia Zhenzhu a chance to refute, she immediately invited again:

"Ye Congwen, you have been looking at me for half an hour with ulterior motives, is it my turn to appreciate your strengths?

Don't you have so little confidence in your Leaf Clan's Secret Technique, are you afraid that I'll steal it after seeing it? "

"What is it called Secret Technique at first glance? I still can't figure out the way of that light as a swallow's step. You are too underestimating my future master."

Zhen Yingjun's eyes lit up, as soon as he mentioned that his body was as light as a swallow's step, he wished to worship Ye Congwen as his teacher.

"You three don't believe that I can kill Dachengjing Magical Beasts with one move?"

Ye Congwen looked at Bian Zhenjia's increasingly suspicious attitude towards him, and felt that it was necessary to show them his hands to set the record straight.

"It's said that seeing is believing, is it annoying to ask around?"

Jia Zhenzhu's patience with Ye Congwen has reached its limit. She was very handsome before, but she was so long-winded. She was really disappointed.

"What kind of skill is killing a Dacheng-level Magical Beast with one palm, Jia Zhenzhu, if I kill a Peak-level Magical Beast with one palm, what are we betting on?"

"Is this true?"

Jia Zhenzhu replied immediately:

"If you kill a peak-level Magical Beasts with one palm, I'll give you whatever you want!"

"Where are you two? Do you dare to bet with me?"

"What bet?"

Bian Wanqing pretended to be calm and composed on the surface, but in fact she was already laughing out loud in her heart.

What are you kidding? The vice-commanders of the soul-refining mage realm dare not say that they can kill a peak-level Magical Beasts with one palm. No matter how evil Ye Congwen is, he is just a warlock who expands his tendons and expands his veins. Where does he have the confidence?

Could there be some unknown conspiracy?

"Just bet on a Hong-rank demon core. I won, and no matter which one of you wins that Hong-rank demon core, it belongs to me."

"Then you lost?"

"How could I be defeated by the three of you? Isn't that just a dream?"

Ye Congwen looked at Zhen Yingjun who was asking the question in disbelief, as if saying that I, Ye Congwen, would never accept an idiot like you as an apprentice.

"There are no absolutes. Drinking cold water can get stuck between your teeth. What if you didn't kill the peak-level Magical Beasts?"

Zhen Yingjun broke the casserole and asked the bottom line. It's not that I don't trust you as a Master, but mainly because I just want to learn your unique skills.

"The big deal is that the Hong-level magic core belongs to you. If I can't even kill the peak-level Magical Beasts with one palm, how can I have the face to take the Hong-level magic core?"

Zhen Yingjun was overwhelmed by Ye Congwen's self-confidence, and was about to say a few compliments, but always felt that something was wrong.

"You mean that if you lose, you, Ye Congwen, voluntarily give up the qualification to compete for the Hong-rank magic core?"

Jia Zhenzhu thought that if Ye Congwen, a formidable enemy, was missing, her chances of winning the Hong-rank magic core would be 10% higher. If there are four people, I am only 20% sure. If three people share, then I am at least 30% sure. Vaguely feel very cost-effective.

"Your brigade with the surname Pang only has two sub-teams. Even if you win a big victory, you will only have two battle merits. The Hong-level demon core has no share for you Ye Congwen. Why should I bet on this with you?"

Bian Wanqing said mercilessly on the sidelines. This kid is playing the white wolf here again, but Zhen Yingjun and Jia Zhenzhu almost fell for him.

Zhen Yingjun and Jia Zhenzhu, who had come to their senses, immediately scolded Ye Congwen for his whimsy. This kind of trick is also trying to deceive us direct descendants of the three families into thinking we are idiots.

Without further ado, they parted ways, vowing never to talk to Ye Congwen, a liar again, and they would be tricked by him if they were not careful. And you are fooling us with such a low-level trick, it's too contemptuous!

"Come back, at worst, how about I add a bottle of Qianqian Immortal Water? Eat that thing to rejuvenate your youth. Women become more beautiful when they eat it, and men become more handsome after eating it. Don't you want to become as handsome as me?"

"I bother!"

Jia Zhenzhu spat, turned around and left. Zhen Yingjun cursed and wanted to warn Ye Congwen not to use the word handsome. But I am afraid that he will swallow the magic core and bully others, so I don't care about it like a child.

"Don't regret it, my Secret Technique even covets the commander's personal soldiers. Without such a treasure as the Hong-rank magic core as a bet, how could the royal family's Secret Technique be easily revealed to others?

What if the imperial court finds out and sends a powerful expert to chase me down? "

Ye Congwen was about to say that he knew Xuanyuan Royal Family's Secret Technique Liuhe Bahuang Jue, and he was not bragging, because once he used the ninth formula Liuhe Bahuang Jue, he would really bring the peak-level Magical Beasts to life Killed.

I swear, it's brutal.

It's a pity that Zhen Jia and the two of them concentrated on hunting Dachengjing Magical Beasts and didn't want to talk to Ye Congwen. Ye Congwen had no choice but to give up. Turning his head, he found Bian Wanqing on the left looking at him with admiration and smiling. As for what he was laughing at, Ye Congwen had to give up. Congwen guesses by himself.

"Miss Bian, this is an opportunity for you not to show me your stunts, so I can't say I broke my word."

Seeing that Ye Congwen solved the problem in this way, Bian Qianqian couldn't help but chuckle, and directed the Sifang Eight Trigrams formation more quickly, even Ye Rulang and his wife who were sitting next to the formation to change shifts were greatly surprised.

For three days in a row Ye Congwen stared at Ye Rulanghuasihu commanding the formation behind the formation of giants. He only knew that he was mechanically sticking to the rules, whether he should attack or not, and whether he should defend or not.

Several mistakes were made by relying on the giant's physical advantage to forcibly resolve the crisis, blindly relying on brute force to resolve the crisis. Once the physical strength is exhausted in the future, I am afraid that there will be casualties.

The giant's force value is full, but it's a pity that the brain power value is not up to the mark. It is only suitable for charging and fighting, and it can't be expected to use the brain at all.

In the brigade with the surname Pang, Bian Qianqian is a child of the Three Houses, and she doesn't like to delve into formation, and Lin Xiaoyu can't count on it. She can only wait for Yu Yueyue to leave the customs, but unfortunately, her relationship with the giant is in dire straits.

I really don't know what will these people do once I go to the Lost Forest to find the inheritance?

Ye Congwen looked helplessly at Bian Wanqing, Jia Zhenzhu and Zhen Yingjun's team. After three days, the Dacheng Magical Beasts have been attacked one after another. Only the Peak Magical Beasts are struggling. According to the current situation, the peak will be at most three days The power of Magical Beasts' hole cards must be forced out.

This means that the three of them have to make their first battles one after another. These three squads are powerful. Once they hunt and kill the peak-level Magical Beasts, they will definitely work together to assist other squads in hunting down Magical Beasts.

In this way, if one pass ten, ten pass one hundred, it will snowball to the entire barren stage battlefield, and the warlocks of the three palaces will beat the dog in the water. I am afraid that they will not be as cautious as usual, and will not work hard. Once the sweetness is tasted, it is absolutely possible for the ten small teams to make a contribution to the battle.

"The children of the three families each set up ten battle merits, plus their own forty-four ambushes, even if the kill rate is only half, twenty battle merits can not only ensure that the demon core of the Hong rank does not fall into the hands of others, but also serve the purpose The leader hunted and killed forty or fifty peak-level Magical Beasts.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone. With such a great contribution, it is not too much to change to the 18-style Liuhe Bahuang tactic of the 29th Extreme Realm, right? "

Ye Congwen secretly calculated, pondered back and forth many times, and when he was sure that everything was safe, he was ready to swallow the magic core and cast the treasure medicine Body Tempering to kick off the counterattack.

Suddenly, the surrounding area was filled with smoke, and the mountains and forests in the distance were all hidden, only the roaring and fighting sounds of Magical Beasts could be heard.

The surroundings were in a daze, everyone only heard his voice, but did not see him, this sudden change made everyone turn pale with fright. Especially those warlocks who cast the cauldron and Nayuan state, all of them had no intention of fighting, and rushed around in a hurry, many people collided with each other, and their heads were broken.

Ye Congwen immediately used his body as light as a swallow's step to get into the eyes of the giant's square Eight Trigrams formation. He came to Bian Qianqian and ordered on her behalf:

"All giants obey:

Immediately gathered the formation, counterattacked for defense, and formed a black tortoise shield formation. "

When Bian Qianqian saw Ye Congwen came back, she no longer held the eye of the formation, and wanted to retreat quietly, but suddenly the smoke filled up, and although she was close at hand, she couldn't see Ye Congwen's face. Shocked and paled, he asked:

"Little Yezi, what's wrong with you? Why can't I see you?"

Ye Congwen stretched out his hand to grab Bian Qianqian's hand, and was also surprised. The person was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't see him while holding hands. The smoke was so weird!

"This fog is weird, everyone hold hands and don't let it go."

Ye Congwen cautiously reminded that just as the giants were about to report their numbers to confirm their safety, they suddenly heard the children of the three families shout excitedly:

"The Mizong Forest has appeared! The Mizong Forest has appeared! Everyone stay where you are, and there will be a lighthouse to guide you in soon."

There were excited shouts all around, and even the Magical Beasts in the distance lay down on the ground, no longer fighting with the warlocks.

"Vice Commander Ye, where are you? Mizong Lin has appeared, let's join hands, shall we?"

Suddenly, a charming Tiancheng's voice came from the mist in front of him, and Ye Congwen knew that it was Bian Wanqing who was approaching him.

Suddenly feeling Bian Qianqian's hand became tense, Ye Congwen asked softly:

"Qianqian, I will take you into the Lost Forest to search for the inheritance of the Demon Hunting God King, will you go?"

Bian Qianqian had tears in her eyes, she wanted to nod her head in agreement, but Bian Wanqing was staring at her from the sidelines, if she dared not obey her ancestor's arrangement, the entire Lixi branch would suffer. He just shook his head and refused:

"Little Yezi, you can go with Wanqing Little Sister, my strength is too low, following along will only become your burden.

If you have picked the first rank precious medicine, just show me it when the time comes. "

"Your ancestors threatened you?"

"Nothing, don't make random guesses, I can't even refine precious medicines, how can I have the thought and energy to find other inheritances?

Besides, there are so many Warlocks in the Nayuan Realm of the Pang family, if there are not one or two people with the strength to expand the muscles and expand the veins to help them hold the formation, once the Eight Trigrams formation is broken, it will be fatal! "

Seeing that Bian Qianqian had made up her mind, Ye Congwen stopped persuading her, and suddenly thought that there were still eighty-eight giants lurking in the Mountain of Beasts, waiting to give the Magical Beasts a fatal blow.

If all the masters of the Desolate Battlefield enter the Lost Forest, won't they be in danger? Assassinated hunters suddenly became prey, and these giants were ignorant of the outside world, what chances did two warlocks at the Cauldron Casting and Nayuan Realm have against a peak Magical Beasts?

Without any delay, Ye Congwen hurriedly pulled Bian Qianqian to her. Although she couldn't see anyone, she could probably estimate the position of the ear, and whispered:

"When the tide ebbs in the Lost Forest, you take these one hundred giants wearing four-color treasure clothes, go inside to fetch the eighty-eight giants, get the four-color elixir and come back quickly, and you must not fight against the Magical Beasts! "

Bian Qianqian also knew the seriousness of the matter. This group of Magical Beasts was not exhausted at all, and Ye Congwen was not here. How did these magicians of the Forging Cauldron and Nayuan Realm hunt and kill the Peak Realm Magical Beasts?

Once it missed, the giant would probably be buried in the Beast Mountain Range.

"Please, show your majesty as a Master. As long as you bring them out safely, I will give you a Hong-level magic core."

Bian Qianqian looked at Ye Congwen with her eyes wide open, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything. She secretly guessed that Ye Congwen went to the doctor in a hurry and put all her hopes on herself.

It can be seen that the giant is really in big trouble this time. In order to increase the credibility, Bian Qianqian calmly agreed:

"Don't worry, I will bring them out safely."

The fog filled the entire world, and suddenly an oil lamp appeared in the distance, like a lighthouse on the navigation road, bright red, guiding everyone on the road.

Ye Congwen turned around and grabbed Lin Xiaoyu's hand, and handed over four bottles of Nether Cold Spring to her for safekeeping. Lin Xiaoyu understood, and secretly wrote the word "safety" on Ye Congwen's palm.

"Vice Commander Ye, are you ready? Let's set off together?"

Bian Wanqing stood not far away and reminded that she was satisfied with Bian Qianqian's respectful attitude, so she did not bother them to bid farewell.

"Call me by my name. We've become teammates who depend on each other for life. It's too natural to call me that."

Ye Congwen stepped forward following the voice and asked curiously:

"Did your Bian Mansion send you there alone? What about your two big followers? They won't be with you?"

There were two cold snorts immediately from the side, obviously very dissatisfied with Ye Congwen's discrimination against their age.

"Don't you know that the stronger the strength and the younger you are, the deeper you can enter the Lost Forest? My two sisters are a few years older than your sister Qianqian, so they don't have the qualifications to enter the Lost Forest."

Bian Wanqing threw a soft nail at Ye Congwen, to see if you still have a good tongue.

"You really can't judge by appearance. I thought they were only twenty-three or twenty-four years old like you. They are really good at taking care of themselves."

"Stop talking. The Mizong Forest is about to resurface. Let's stand together hand in hand, or we will be cast away separately."

Bian Wanqing was generous, she reached out and held Ye Congwen's hand tightly. Although she couldn't see it, Ye Congwen could feel the softness of her fingers clasped tightly, icy cold like a cold-blooded animal.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a strong attraction in the distance, and Ye Congwen felt as if he was falling into the clouds, and his whole body slowly ebbed along with the fog.

Everyone is like entering a fairyland, only hearing his voice, but not seeing his person. At the beginning, I was cautious, afraid of encountering any accidents, even if I bumped into a towering tree, I was afraid that I would die of pain.

Even Ye Congwen and Bian Wanqing turned sideways and used their hands to test the front from time to time. After all, they can't see now, and there are many giant trees on this deserted battlefield. With such a fast speed, once they hit the front, The small ones have crooked noses, the big ones have colorful faces, they are all handsome men and beautiful women, how can they be negligent on this?

Unexpectedly, after waving for several hours, not to mention the giant trees, even the grass didn't touch a single one. There was no danger of touching their noses, and each of them started laughing again.

As the fog under their feet closed faster and faster, all the people seemed to be flying close to the ground. The free flying like a bird made people scream.

Ye Congwen's mood seemed to become more cheerful as the audience laughed one after another. He asked Bian Wanqing:

"When we become Soul Refining Masters, can we also fly freely like this?"

"Flying in the air is the basic skill of a soul refining mage. It consumes a lot of energy. Like the energy in our tendon-expanding state cauldron, I'm afraid it will be wasted every hour."

Bian Wanqing was all on guard and reticent all the way, and the laughter and laughter of the people around her didn't seem to affect her. Only when Ye Congwen mentioned the Soul Master, did Ye Congwen feel a little bit of emotional fluctuation from the slender and soft palm .

This is also a cultivator madman, and only when she talks about things that interest her, can there be mental fluctuations. Ye Congwen then asked:

"Isn't this flying skill really useless? If we ran thousands of miles to hunt down Magical Beasts, only to find that the energy in the cauldron had been squandered when we arrived at the scene, wouldn't that be suicide?"