Medicine Pill, Spirit Stones, Elixir

Ye Bufan couldn't even care about saving at the moment, so he couldn't help thinking.

Years rushed for two years, Ye Bufan of Closed Door Training opened his eyes and exhaled a foul breath.

Originally, he had just Golden Core, it was time to recuperate and increase his strength. But I met that person and hurt him.

His body was full of scars, and there were a few bones in his arms.

These are not important. After three years of recovery, his injury is much better.

But Divine Sense's injury made him very helpless. He didn't have the elixir and elixir to heal Divine Sense, so he could only recover slowly.

Sword Explosive Technique is a very strong secret technique, self-explosive Sword Technique, the power is more than doubled. Ye Bufan felt that the ordinary swordsmanship of Chuyun's Four Swords broke out with a strength comparable to the late stage of Golden Core.

Therefore, the middle-aged dwarf can be eliminated.

"I hope there won't be another big war, or else... hey"

Ye Bufan sighed, cleaned up the Immortal Cave, and left. He is not alone, so he can't keep healing here.

Ye Bufan flew away from Immortal Cave, but didn't know that the situation in Qingyun Nation and the countries near Shiwan Dashan had changed again.

After Mo Wen returned from the battle, he strengthened his defense against Shiwan Dashan, and the two Golden Core Demonic Beasts entered the boundary of Qingyun Nation, so he had to be careful.

Who knows if there are other Demonic Beasts, or this is just the pioneer of Demonic Beasts?

At the same time, other countries noticed the movement of Qingyunzong, on the one hand they increased their defense, on the other hand they went to Shiwan Dashan and demons.

The Heavenly Profound Residence, that is, the third-order spiritual vein.

Liu Changqing paced in the Immortal Cave, his face full of anxiety, "I can't get in touch now, and I don't know how he is now."

"Wait a minute, Ji people have their own ambitions, this kid is not a desperate person." Li Donglai said relievedly, his face is much more confident than Liu Changqing.

The other cultivators did not speak, and did not know what to think about.

Everyone is worried about Ye Bufan's safety. Because only Ye Bufan returns, these troubles can be solved.

After Ye Bufan broke through the Golden Core, this third-order spiritual vein was also exposed.

Even if it is a broken third-order spiritual vein, it can also provide a Golden Core or a dozen Foundation Building cultivator cultivation.

If this is the headquarters of Xuan Xuanzong, Qingyunzong is not good to say anything.

But this is what was picked up by Xuanzong in the last war, so some Rogue Cultivators and some cultivators of Qingyunzong got their minds.

In addition, Ye Bufan was chased and killed by the Golden Core middle stage, and some people's minds changed.

Just entered the Golden Core early stage, facing the Golden Core middle stage, the probability of death is ninety-nine percent, and ten tenths of it is that others don’t want to kill you.

So some cultivators are very presumptuous, they don't believe Ye Bufan can return, this third-order spiritual vein has been regarded as theirs.

So far, there have been several rounds of cultivator visits. Foundation Building cultivator, Xuanzong can handle it.

But the arrival of the Golden Core cultivator has greatly increased the pressure on everyone in the Sky Profound Sect. The Golden Core cultivator is full of breath, and they simply can't resist it.

The reason why they haven't done it yet is because Zhu Jue's arrival made them a little bit jealous. After all, Zhuo Jue is a very promising Golden Core early stage cultivator, and the master is the powerful Golden Core late stage cultivator of Qingyunzong.

Second, because it is not easy to distribute, there are a lot of cultivators who want this place, but how to deal with it, we still need to be cautious.

...

Somewhere in the Dongyuan domain, a quiet village lived with hundreds of families.

Adults work in the fields, and children play in the village.

At the east end of the village, there is a clear river whose water can be used as a mirror.

There is a thatched house and a few acres of fields by the river, where grain, tea and fruits are grown.

An old man, full of energy, had just walked out of the field, still with dirt on his body.

In front of the old man, there was a stone table, a chess set, and a pot of tea. He was drinking tea and playing chess leisurely.

The next moment, the old man's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared on his calm face, "Where did the guest come from, and where did he go"

"Come from afar and go home. I didn't expect to meet my old man here. It's really fortunate for Sansheng."

I don't know how far away, an old man walked over, bending over, leaning on a cane.

"You are polite, man, I am very happy to meet man," the energetic old man smiled slightly.

"Cough" the old man on crutches coughed hoarsely.

"Hey, we are all old"

The spirited old man was wearing a gray cloth, and said with emotion, "What are you drinking?"

"Tea bar, don't bother you, I'll sit here for a while and then leave." The old man with a cane dressed in black, "Yes, I've lived long enough, I'm a little tired."

"It's not like you, dude, what happened to Saburo?" The gray-clothed old man poured a cup of tea to the black-clothed old man and said jokingly.

"Without him, old man"

The old man in black said with emotion, "Your current life is good, working in the fields, and understanding the common heart, it is very good."

"Just like what you said, old man, the children have grown up, I am an old fellow always looking for something to do." The gray-clothed old man smiled faintly.

The two old men were talking about the world, about farming, about things when they were young, about the future, haha ​​laughter from time to time.

Everything in the village is normal. The men work, the women handle the household clutter, the old people sit in front of the house and bask in the sun, chatting from time to time, and the children play back and forth in the village.

...

"Fellow daoist, there are just thousands of families here, but it's barely enough for the two of us."

"Yeah, barely, you can go to the cultivator after a few more votes."

"Yes, these mortals don't have much to offer."

One is ferocious, the other is savage, and the two are dressed in black robes, with awe-inspiring evil spirits.

"Gather me all, hurry up"

The fierce black robe sent a blow to the sky, and the eerie light and loud sound made all those who worked or rested know what had happened.

Mortals have never experienced this. Some people went out to see, some closed the door and hid in the house.

The eyes of the two old people drinking tea moved, without a trace of change in their expressions.

Scarface and the fat man acted separately, and countless pairs of giant hands appeared in the air, pulling everyone on the open space in the center of the village.

This was originally a leisure place in the village, but at this time, people were terrified and waited tremblingly. Those who are bold look up from time to time, more often they are holding each other.

"Xiu Cai, are these two immortals?" A little Fatty asked stupidly, not knowing the crisis is coming.

"The fairy must be, but I don't know if it's good or bad." A child said worriedly.

He reads many and miscellaneous books, and knows more. Most of the immortals are good, but a small part of them are evil.

"What to do then, I hope it is good, I also want to cultivate immortals, I want to become immortals." Little Fatty said anxiously and yearning.

He was afraid that the immortals would be bad and would kill them. But this village is remote, and there is no fairy. Seeing the fairy today may be an opportunity.

The people in the open space were chatting and guessing.

Thank you for reading this story at mtlarchive.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like