Chapter 11 Rongtian

"Brother Zhao and Brother Zhao, let's see what good things I brought you." Since Zhao Haoran moved to the second floor, Otu also felt bored alone and found someone to barbecue together. He simply applied to move to the second floor. Rong Tian is now a second-generation disciple, and Otu is naturally a third-generation disciple.

Rong Tian thought that Oto was enlightened and wanted to practice well. He was very happy. He agreed without saying a word, but he didn't know that he was looking for a partner who could play with him.

Zhao Haoran took a look. Otu held a strange beast similar to a pheasant in his hand. Its feathers were black and cyan, but the chicken crown was colorful, which was very unique. "Brother Ou, what is this? Why have I never seen it?"

Otu said proudly, "This is my master's oolong chicken. I heard that it was delicious, so I got one. Hurry up. I can't wait."

As soon as Zhao Haoran stretched out his hand, many branches fell from the trees in the distance and automatically gathered together. He didn't see any action at all, and the branches burned. Otu stood aside and praised him. Unexpectedly, Zhao Haoran's strength had grown to this extent for a few days. No wonder Uncle Song Wei, known as the iceberg I will accept him as an apprentice.

After taking a bite of meat, Zhao Haoran stared straight and began to spit out. The taste was really strange. The sour taste was mixed with bitterness. It was the first time he had such an unpalatable wild game in his growth.

"Brother Ou, is this what you said is delicious?"

Otu smiled awkwardly, "It's just an accident. I saw that the master looked like a baby, but I didn't expect it to taste so bad."

"Otu, you rebel, get out of here." The thunderous sound kept echoing in the mountains. Who could hear it particularly angry and dared not come forward.

Zhao Haoran looked up and saw a thin and bald man standing high in the sky. He was dressed well and his body trembled slightly. He should be extremely angry.

Otu shrank his head and whispered, "Is it just stealing an ugly chicken and raising four or five chickens? It's really stingy."

Zhao Haoran didn't know what to say. Otu was so bold that he even dared to steal the master's things. It seemed to be a foreign beast valued by Rong Tian, which should have other great uses.

"Otu, come out." With another shout, Oto also felt a little hairy. He had never seen Rong Tian so angry. It seemed that this time it was really a disaster.

"Brother Zhao, I'm going to patrol the mountain. I'll take it as my own punishment. I'll go outside for two more days and come back when his anger subsides." After saying that, Otu left sneakily. The second floor did not want to be like the first floor, and the divine consciousness of the Japanese soul could not be completely covered, otherwise Otu would have been discovered long ago.

Zhaoran shook his head. This is not the first time. Since he came to Lanhai Sect, the task of patrolling the mountain is often done by Otu. Other disciples have no chance at all. Originally, this was a thankless thing. Generally, four generations of disciples were randomly selected to patrol the mountain.

But Otu is an alien. Usually, he makes big mistakes and small mistakes. It has become commonplace to be punished to patrol the mountains. Although Rong Tian often scolds him, he likes this apprentice very much and is gifted. Unfortunately, he doesn't have to be on the right path. He hopes to have a long memory after punishing him several times.

I didn't expect Oto to regard mountain patrol as the greatest pleasure. There is no need to practice at the mountain gate, which is a great good thing, and sometimes he has to take the initiative to find some opportunities to make mistakes.

I don't know when I will come back as soon as I go out. Although Rong Tian is angry, there is nothing he can do. Who let him be his favorite apprentice? After two months in a row, Zhao Haoran practiced quietly. No one disturbed him, but he was a little unaccustomed to it.

Thunder and earth fire are divided into thirteen. Each fire control ability and soul power is a qualitative leap. Zhao Haoran has just practiced the third level and learned a soul skill - fire dragon possession. Although thunder and earth fire is a soul method that focuses on integrating other attributes and fire, it is not before the sixth level. There are any compound soul skills.

When the sixth volume of thunder and fire has been practiced, it has become a soul man for a month. The amount of soul power will change dramatically, and then you can learn more powerful soul skills.

The realm of Dayan's burning of fire is very simple. There are three levels: the arrival of the Vhuo shen, the Vhuo shen descends to the earth and the Vhuo shenzhen jun, but each step will be a qualitative leap, the physique will be greatly enhanced, the resistance ability of soul art is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of casting spells will be faster.

It is indeed the same as Zhao Haoran thought. It is very difficult to practice the magic of burning fire. Every time the introduction of heaven and earth fire aura is a destruction to the body. After the cultivation, a lot of soul power must be consumed to treat the wounds in the body. In case of any hidden dangers are left, you will be caught off guard.

Zhao Haoran absorbed the aura of heaven and earth every time. After practicing the thunder and earth fire, he practiced the magic of burning fire, repaired the damaged meridians of heaven and earth, and then absorbed the aura of heaven and earth again. Such a huge consumption doubled the cultivation speed of Zhao Haoran's thunder and earth fire, which he did not expect.

Because the star soul people are all closed practice and rarely fight. After the soul power in the meridians is full, they can no longer practice, and the soul art consumption is also less. Generally, they run a big Sunday, and a day of cultivation is completed, unless they have a good talent or a panacea, which can broaden the meridians. Accelerate the speed of practice.

Zhao Haoran's fire burning is a soul method that consumes a lot of soul power. It will not store the absorbed fire aura in the body, but constantly refine the body and meridians, making them more and more tough and can withstand the impact of more aura.

These two soul methods complement each other, which does not affect Zhao Haoran's cultivation speed, but has greatly improved. Although there is no progress in burning fire, Zhao Haoran is already a seven-star soul man. The strength of one star in a month has been improved, which others dare not imagine.

It may be possible before five stars, but after that, a lot of aura of heaven and earth are needed. It is fast to upgrade one star in two or three months. A speed like Zhao Haoran is already at the evil level. Of course, Oto is excluded.

Feng Yang was also very happy to see Zhao Haoran's growth. After all, he was a disciple he led into the mountain gate. Naturally, his feelings were different from others. However, the sad thing is that Zhao Haoran, who brought into the mountain gate, became the only one who became a soul. Others are still mediocre and just fooling around, but for decades in a hurry, they have reached ordinary. The limit of human life has turned into a pile of soil.

"Haoran, in a few days, it will be an annual big comparison. You are my Song Wei's apprentice. If you lose, don't come back to see me." Song Wei's sudden visit caught Zhao Haoran off guard.

I didn't expect Song Wei, who is usually as cold as an iceberg, to be so important to the victory or defeat of her disciples. "Disciple obey."

Song Wei looked at Zhao Haoran with a resolute face and nodded with satisfaction. This apprentice was still reassuring. He did not need his own urging or too much guidance. He would practice desperately alone. Although his talent was not very good, this persistence was enough to make up for all his shortcomings.

"This is the yin and yang wheel," Song Wei took out two strange-looking disks. "It's a weapon with both attack and defense, and it just wants to cooperate with your attributes. I don't think you have a weapon to take advantage of it and study it well. There are ways to use it. Remember, you can't lose."

Song Wei always came and went in a hurry and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zhao Haoran looked at the yin and yang wheel in his hand.

How to attack and how to defend on the Yang wheel? Zhao Haoran tried it, and the effect was not bad. Combined with his own fire dragon possession, it should achieve good results. Although he has practiced for so long, he has never had the experience of fighting between souls. Zhao Haoran can only imagine How to attack and defend, there is no training partner, and I don't know what the effect will be.

"All disciples who have been in the first place for less than three years will have a large-scale comparison every year." This is the rule of Lanhai Sect. It only knows that blind cultivation can only improve the soul power, but it cannot improve the combat ability. Then it loses the original survival significance of a soul person and becomes stronger, which is the ultimate driving force for the soul person to improve its strength.

"Brother Ou, I haven't seen you for a long time. How have you been recently?" Otu's entry time is only slightly earlier than Zhao Haoran, both of which is less than three years, but their identities are relatively special. Both of them belong to three generations of disciples. The eyes around them are jealous and envy. The door of the Yangxin Hall is full of people. Is it true that the door is more than in the Yangxin Hall? Zhao Haoran is a little confused.

Otu looked around for a long time before whispered, "This time I really caused a big accident. The master hasn't calmed down for so long, so I can only wander outside on the grounds of patrolling the mountain."

"What the hell is that? How could Uncle Rongtian be so angry?

"I checked the classics. It seems to be called colorful black phoenix, which is a strange beast used to improve my consciousness. The one we ate has a lifespan of about 300 years, so..." Otu stopped halfway, as if he had been pinched his neck and his mouth grew loud without making a sound.

Zhao Haoran turned his head and saw that a bare brain door stood not far from them, and the corners of his mouth were **, "Bad boy, how dare you come back and give me back the colorful black wind."

"Teacher... Father..." Oto hesitated for a long time before he said, "I took it... Eat it."

Rongtian had already guessed that it would be like this, but he was still a little unacceptable to hear Otu say it himself. "Okay, you did a good job. It took me a lot of effort to change from the Beast Sect to these colorful black winds. Since you ate it, I will cook you."

Otu obediently walked over. Rong Tian couldn't laugh or cry. He really couldn't bear to eat this precious apprentice. "Forget it, I won't embarrass you. I won't mention the first place this time."

Otu arched his fist and smiled secretly. On the surface, he was still serious. "Thank you for your forgiveness."