Chapter 38 Hundred Days of Practice

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"The reason why the Fire Cloud Valley can become one of the five resource points of the Wilderness Outer Regions is because of the existence of a spring of mysterious fire eye. It is rumored that this fire eye is an innate spirit left by the war between the four tribes of immortals, gods, demons and demons in ancient times. It is often said that the I'm not diligent..."

"The mysterious fire eye is one of the source forces of the five elements of fire. It can cast thousands of utensils, refine thousands of elixirs, forge the fire spirit Taoist body, and practice any fire magic power, and its value is absolutely not under the unique treasure."

"But this is just a rumor. For nearly a thousand years, the monks who have entered the wilderness and came to the Fire Cloud Valley have no 100,000 or 80,000, but they have never seen anyone find the mysterious fire eye. Just listen to it as a legend. You don't have to be serious."

Chu Yi smiled faintly and said, "The legend may not always be a legend. Brother Lu, I didn't expect that the inner valley of the fire cloud was so huge. We should have stayed here for more than ten days. I don't know if we have passed half of it."

"In fact, it's almost time to go back. This harvest is already quite rich. Since the ground fire and thunder snake was killed by us, more and more monks have entered the inner valley. If you stay any longer, I'm afraid you won't get anything good."

Lu Wanzhan's words were obviously also recognized by Wang Beiqiong. He nodded and agreed.

Xie Pian Pian pretended to let Chu Yi make the decision. These days, this little girl is more and more inseparable from the latter. But to be honest, Xie Pian has restrained her arrogant and delicate little nature recently, which is really very pitiable. At least Chu Yi has now completely regarded it as her own woman.

"What Brother Lu said is that the value of all kinds of spiritual materials harvested by everyone on this trip to the Fire Cloud Valley is definitely above more than ten thousand spiritual stones, and it's time to turn back."

Chu Yi first agreed and said to Xie Pian, "Pian Pian, you can go back to the clan with Brother Lu and Brother Wang. With them, I can rest assured."

Xie Pian was smart. Hearing the words, his little nose wrinkled and pulled Chu Yi's arm and said, "Won't you come back with us?"

"I also want to stay here for a while to sharpen myself and improve my cultivation."

Chu Yi lovingly took over Xie Pian Pian and said softly, "Do you remember the first promise I made to you?"

Xie Pian Pian showed a heartfelt smile and nodded.

"What I said, I must do it. I said I would protect you, not let others bully you, and not let you be wronged at all..."

Chu Yi said seriously, "But my strength is really bad. Even you are not as good as you. Try to ask me how to fulfill this promise, practice, become stronger, so strong that anyone can provoke, and everyone can beat you. Maybe at that point, you will have enough strength to protect you!"

After listening to Chu Yi's words slowly, the girl's thoughts were tidal, and she plunged into Chu Yi's arms. She opened her teeth gently and bit the former's shoulder fiercely.

For a long time, Xie Pianpian has given people the impression of an arrogant and unreasonable young lady.

But since he met Chu Yi, he has such a poor cultivation, but every time he can do amazing things, he has turned such a young lady ** into a gentle and virtuous little woman.

"Remember that you have accepted me, and I'll wait for you at Zongnei Tianxuanfeng."

Leaving a row of tight tooth marks on Chu Yi's shoulder, the girl did not give up a word without any reluctance. She turned around and left without any nostalgia.

But from her eyes, Chu Yi understood her thoughts, "Pian Pian doesn't want to have any worries. With her abrasive nature, it's really not easy to do this step."

As he watched Lu Wanzhan, Wang Cangqiong and Xie Pian drift away, Chu Yi took a deep breath and turned his eyes to the deeper part of the Fire Cloud Valley.

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In a blink of an eye, it is a hundred days in a hurry. The fire cloud valley is like spring all year round, and the scenery is still the same. The only change is that the number of monks in the valley gradually increases.

It turned out that in recent days, dozens of monk teams entered the procession, making the inner valley more and more lively.

Fortunately, the inner valley of the fire cloud covers an extremely wide area. Even if thousands of people are in it, the chance of bumping into each other will not be too high, and at most, they will harvest less spiritual materials.

At this moment, a team of monks composed of more than ten monks is exploring into the depths of the inner valley. Because there are too many monks entering here, everyone's harvest is not ideal, so they are getting deeper and deeper.

Although everyone has found that the more they go to the depths of the valley, the more powerful the monsters are, and they have even begun to threaten the safety of their 16-person team.

But the effort is always proportional to the harvest. If you don't take some risks, how can you gain a lot? The rich and dangerous, and the practitioners never lack a full spirit of adventure.

"Brother Peng, we have gone deep enough. If we hadn't hidden in time last time, we would have been almost destroyed by two seventh-order monsters. If we continue to move forward, in case..." A monk said scrupulously.

"Brother Wang, it's time for you to practice hard."

The monk surnamed Peng is obviously the leader of this scattered cultivation team. His cultivation strength has a flexible initial state. Hearing this, he can't help but say coldly, "Before entering the wild foreign land, everyone has made it a good idea. If you don't earn tens of thousands of spiritual stones to go back, you will never stop. When you finally

"What Brother Peng said is very true, Brother Wang, it is not easy for us to enter the wild foreign land. Although there are many natural resources and treasures here, we can't stand many people! Only by going deep can we get rid of the big army and make a lot of money.

"What's more, if you return safely, in case you have a conflict with other monk teams because of fighting for spiritual materials, the situation is worse than bumping into a seventh-order monster!"

Among many monks, Sanxiu is undoubtedly the most vulnerable group. They do not have strong backing and do not have enough cultivation capital. Everything depends on themselves.

Nowadays, this scattered repair team has been cultivated from the flexible period to the opening period. Although the number of people is large, the overall strength is not even as strong as Chu Yi's four-person team at the beginning. If it is not a last resort, they will take the risk of exploring the depths of the valley with more frequent and more dangerous monsters.

"Look, what is that?"

A member of the team pointed excitedly to the bloody boulder across the road and said, "The stone is as color as blood, full of aura. This is obviously a spiritual stone!"

There are ten people high and several people holding the spiritual stone. This discovery can't help but make the members of the team excited.

"Damn, how much is such a big spiritual stone worth!"

"What do you know? This stone is called Xue Linglong. It is an extremely rare spiritual stone, which is more than ten times more valuable than ordinary medium-grade spiritual stone."

"Didn't that send..."

After the adventure, he really gained a lot. As the person who made the decision at the beginning, the man surnamed Peng was also quite proud. He waved his hand and said, "The old rule, everyone divided it on the spot."

Sixteen Sanxiu swept their bodies one after another and rushed to the huge bloody spiritual stone.

Just as everyone was approaching the blood, I never thought that a deafening roar came from behind the bloody boulder.

But I saw that he was about three feet tall, his hair was shiny black, and there was a particularly eye-catching white hair in the middle of his forehead, and the strong giant ape rushed out.

"It's not good, it's the seventh-order monster that turns into apes!"

The monk surnamed Peng, who went first, hurriedly stopped his footsteps and sacrificed a defensive top-grade magic weapon at the first time, shouting, "The forehead is white-haired. This crazy ape has been thousands of years old. We are not opponents. Let's withdraw."

As the leader of the team, the monk surnamed Peng is indeed responsible for everyone. Even if the "blood is exquisite" is within reach, in the face of a seventh-order monster, the only thing everyone has to do is to save their lives, not to grab treasures.

But most of the time, there are always some people who can't objectively know themselves, especially under the "blood and exquisite" **.

"Brother Peng, if you are afraid, hide away. It's just a flat-haired beast. Is it possible that we still look at the 'blood exquisite' and don't take it. If you have the courage to follow me and get rid of this beast, the more you work hard, the more you get!"

The shout is a San Xiu who integrates the cultivation of the Ninth Realm. In this team, his strength is second only to the monk surnamed Peng, and because he has an ordinary spiritual weapon, he is even stronger than his cultivation in terms of combat effectiveness.

"Brother He, don't hurt everyone." The monk surnamed Peng couldn't help saying angrily when he heard the words.

The monk surnamed He didn't seem to hear it. He had already taken the lead and sacrificed a bell-shaped magic weapon. This ordinary spiritual weapon is called "Eight Spirit Bell", which is the treasure at the bottom of the box that he got from exhausting all his house.

There are not a few people who rush forward with the monk surnamed He. People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants. Under the huge ** of "blood and exquisite", these people all have a desire to seek in wealth and danger. What's more, they have seen the amazing power of the "Eight Soul Bells", and they also point to be When you assign "blood and exquisite", you must have your own share.

Only four monks listened to the monk surnamed Peng, retreated and swept away in the distance.

The mad ape is a descendant of the ancient ape. There is a trace of ancient blood in the body. It is the kind of strong existence that can grow into a ninth-order monster or even a spirit beast. Its talent is far from comparable to the ordinary seventh-order monster.

This crazy ape has white hair on its forehead and is thousands of years old. As long as it is cultivated for another three to five hundred years, it can break through and become an eighth-order monster. This huge "blood exquisite" is what it regards as a family treasure, and it can't allow outsiders to peep at it.

The ape roared endlessly, and the body of the violent ape soared to five feet high, emitting a strong demon spirit, and the beasts rushed to escape for miles.

The black and bright hair roots were erected all over his body, like a steel needle. With such a huge body, it turned out to be a flying step in the air, with feet the size of a round table. The monk surnamed He in front of him stepped on it.

Such a momentum, such a madness, it's really chilling.

At this moment, the monk surnamed He was already a little regretful. In a hurry, the "Eight Spirit Bells" raised his hand to sacrifice. As soon as the bell turned, the eight strange lights suddenly appeared, condensed into a huge shadow of the bell, and went up to the top.

"Bun"

Li Da Qianjun's shadow of the condensing bell turned into a halo and dissipated in mid-air.

How could the monk surnamed He think that his mortal spiritual weapon could not resist the madness of the ape. His body skimmed and fled backwards, but he shouted, "Brothers, side by side, this beast has been injured by the 'Eight Spirit Bells'. Kill it, and everyone divides the blood equally..."

The other ten monks who rushed up did not experience the horror of frenzy apes. In their opinion, the retreat of the monk surnamed He can be completely classified as a strategic retreat.

Stimulated by the "exquisite division of blood", everyone went out to see their magic weapons and rushed to the tyrannical ape.

The ape flew down in the air and shook the mountain in a circle. A pair of thick arms that seemed to be able to tear the earth looked at the defense weapon as nothing, and caught a monk in his hand.

With a gentle pinch, one will be reimbursed.

Many monks attacked with rain-like flying swords, magic weapons, and runes, and the tyrannosaurus completely ignored them.

These monks are difficult to even have a flexible period. The flying sword is not moved at all, not to mention the magic weapon. Even the spiritual weapons can be shaken hard. How can the tyrannical apes care about being beaten by several magic weapons, and the power is tickling.

As for Fu Lei, it is even more nonsense. The madly tyrannical ape has a little of the blood of the ancient spirit beast "Ry Thunder Ape". The talent is the thunder system. Those runes are bombarded on it, just like mud cattle entering the sea.

"Escape..."

After just a few breaths, three monks have died tragically in the hands of the tyrannical apes. The rest of them didn't have to think much at all, and they all risked their lives and fled.

Compared with the monk surnamed He, these people are obviously not smart enough. At least the former knows how to use others to fight for escape time for themselves. Once no one continues to pester the tyrann, the seventh-order monster will kill faster.

The wild foreign land can't escape and fly in light. Can you run more than five feet tall and as agile as the wind with two legs?

The answer is naturally no.

Several wild apes leaped and leaped more than a hundred feet, and in an instant, he trampled the remaining scattered and escaped monks into meat, and the death was unbearable.

At this time, the monk surnamed Peng had led the four monks who followed him to hide in the forest, and the only monk surnamed He, who remained in the sight of the tyrannage, had also rushed out more than half of the way.

Killed ten people in a row, the tyrannical ape beat his chest and howled wildly, and the sound was shocking for several miles, which was not terrible.

Seeing that the mad ape did not chase him, the monk surnamed He was a little relieved, and also secretly applauded for his unique trick. If it hadn't been for the ten ignorant monks, I'm afraid that he would have become a pile of meat with a lot of bone dregs left now!

"What a shameless man, damn it."

Suddenly, a cold hum came to the ears of the monk surnamed He. A young man who was shirtless and showed strong muscles flew to him.

"Where did the wild boy come from? He is looking for death."

The frightened monk surnamed He's eyes flashed fiercely, and the eight-out bells were sacrificed again, and the bell shadow was like a mountain, roaring away.

"Break"

The young man did not dodge or avoid it. He simply punched it out. The terrible force that seemed to tear the air apart actually completely shattered Zhong Ying.

"Damn it, open the sixth realm..."

At this moment, the monk surnamed He finally realized the cultivation strength of the coming person. In shock, he simply bombarded out the body of the eight-defeated bell. The power was several times that of the previous Zhong Ying. He did not want to hurt people, but only to resist the people, so that he could choose a way to escape.

"It's actually an ordinary spiritual weapon, but you can use it to test the achievements of your 100 days of cultivation."

There was a trace of disdain in the eyes of the comer. This time, he didn't even put out his fist. He directly hit his body and wanted to face the attack of the eight-out bell with his body.

Although the eight unique soul-catching bell is not the strongest in the mortal spiritual weapon, after all, it is a spiritual weapon, and its power is far from comparable to that of a magic weapon. The eight-colored light of the bell shines out, and it collided with the young man who was speeding up.

"Boom"

The aftershamp caused by such a violent collision razed the space of 30 feet to the ground, and the eight colors soared and disappeared instantly, followed by a muffled sound of metal hitting the ground.

The "Eight Soul Bells" broke into two halves in this tragic collision and fell to the ground.

In contrast, the young man who sacrificed his life to meet him turned into a faint golden light around him, with a look of nothingness.

"It hurts a little. This clock does have some way."

The monk surnamed He was stunned on the spot. After witnessing this unthinkable scene, he couldn't even afford to run for his life.

At the same time, the crazy ape roaring in front of the blood was also shocked by this huge sound. A pair of blood-red eyes like copper bells stared at the distance, and people stood up.

stepped on a big pit about a foot deep on the solid ground, and the tyrannical ape leaped away like a hill.

"You gorilla, don't worry."

A hot light flashed in the eyes of young men. This is a kind of glory that only combat enthusiasts can have. Live for war, live for war, and fight for war!

The monk surnamed He is at this moment between a young man and the mad ape. One side is demonic, and the fighting spirit of the other side is like fire. It feels too bad to be caught in the middle. The monk surnamed He even feels that he has stepped into the ghost gate with one foot. Under the suppression of such an aura, he

"Kill you and think my hand is dirty. Destroying your ordinary spiritual weapon is a lesson. If you want to find the field in the future, remember that I am the pure peak of Xuanyang Sect Chu Yi, get out of here."

The young man roared, brought out two shadows, rushed forward at an inhuman speed, and threw the monk surnamed He who was blocking the way out of the way far away.

"Bun"

The ape and Chu Yi finally bumped into each other fiercely. The two bodies were hugely different, but the result of this collision showed that the power between the two was not equal.

"Is this still a human?" The monk surnamed Peng, who had been hiding not far away, exclaimed in astonishment.

A female monk beside him stared at his eyes and said, "Brother Peng, that man claims to be the supreme Xuanyang sect. With the respect of the nine doormen, his strength is far greater than that of the same level of monks can understand!"

"I don't understand. Our monks practice magic power and magic weapons flying swords. When have you seen monks fighting with people here? Such figures, even in the Supreme Xuanyang Sect, must be very famous."

"Pure Junfeng Chu Yi?!"

"I really can't remember that the supreme Xuanyang Sect has such a person..." The nun frowned and shook her head.

"No matter how much, He killed so many of our brothers. If they let him go, we can't let him go."

The monk surnamed Peng snorted coldly, and his eyes were not far away and he was struggling to get up to the monk surnamed He.

A flying sword with a blue light was sacrificed by it, turned into a blue rainbow and flew out, easily removing the head of the monk surnamed He, who had no defense.

At the other end, Chu Yi is fighting fiercely with the mad ape, and has entered the white-hot stage.

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