Today is New Year’s Eve.
However, Zhang Xiaozhu and Ye Mingyue were hiding in the deep mountains and forests, practicing meditation, and they had forgotten the time.
In the battle with Brand and the other three, Zhang Xiaopou gained a lot.
He and his two clones had different opinions on the application of the law of power and the understanding of physical combat techniques in extreme battles.
He is trying to bring these different insights together.
deduce and improve the laws of strength, and gain a deep understanding of physical and combat techniques.
Ye Mingyue's gains are not small either.
However, her injury was a bit serious and she had been recovering from her injuries for the past few days. She had just started to understand and practice in the past two days.
The high-intensity extreme battle gave her a deeper understanding of the control of the power of time and space. She needs to chew and digest these hard-won understandings bit by bit, and then deduce them into her own laws of power.
The painting of Three Realms was badly damaged, but it was slowly repairing itself, which made Ye Mingyue breathe a sigh of relief.
White Tiger is also practicing.
However, its cultivation method is eye-catching. It lies next to Zhang Xiaopeng and falls asleep soundly, with some Tongxuan Pills piled near its mouth. When it wakes up, it chews a few pills.
Although Zhang Xiaozu had arranged the spirit gathering formation, there were no spiritual veins and dragon veins in the deep mountains and old forests, and the spiritual energy was very scarce, so the two of them consumed a lot of Tongxuan Pills during their cultivation.
Of course, the word "scarcity" is only relative to their needs. If compared with Jiuzhou Continent, such a land of scarcity can be called a blessed land.
The white-bearded old man they captured, the Great Elder of the City Lord's Mansion, was very wealthy. He actually contributed more than 1,200 Tongxuan Pills, more than 100 Baiwu Pills, ten Saint Yuan Pills and two
Holy King Dan.
Zhang Xiaozu was pleasantly surprised but also secretly lamented that it was a pity. He felt that if he could capture Brand's soul, he would definitely be able to make a fortune.
For a guy who is willing to spend three hundred Tongxuan Pills to buy a piece of clothing, Zhang Xiaozu guessed that he must have thousands of Tongxuan Pills, and he may be richer than the old man named Qi from Shuanglong Academy.
Zhang Xiaozu consumed Tongxuan Pills very quickly, consuming more than 800 pills in less than ten days. On average, he would kill a hundred pills in one day.
But he didn't feel bad, because the huge consumption of elixirs resulted in an increase in combat power.
So after the Tongxuan Pill was consumed, he started taking the Baiwu Pill without hesitation.
The spiritual power contained in the Baiwu Pill is both purer and richer than that of the Tongxuan Pill, and after taking it, it can improve the practitioner's understanding, which is helpful to the practitioner's understanding of the laws of power.
Although the improvement is very limited, it still greatly increases its value. One Baiwu Pill on the market can be exchanged for thirty to forty Tongxuan Pills.
After tasting the efficacy of Baiwu Pill, Zhang Xiaopou couldn't help but dislike Tongxuan Pill.
The two people who were immersed in cultivation had no idea that Long Siqing was chasing them.
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"Twelve, how many years have we been in Tianwaitian?"
In a cottage deep in the mountains, a man wearing a coarse short coat sat on a bluestone on the edge of the cliff, looking up at the starry sky on New Year's Eve, and asked another short-haired man who was also sitting on the bluestone looking up at the starry sky.
The man in the short coat had fairly handsome features, but a scar like an earthworm stretched diagonally from the upper left corner of his forehead across the bridge of his nose to his right lower jaw, making his entire face look very hideous and terrifying.
Besides him and the short-haired man, there were three other men and one woman sitting on the huge blue stone.
The auras of these six people were uniformly fierce and cold, and there was an evil aura about them. They seemed to have been in the killing battlefield all year round, and their hands were often stained with blood.
They are the six heads of this iron cavalry village, with more than a thousand minions under them, occupying this forest with more than 20 hills.
There is a small spiritual vein hidden in the center of the mountain forest, under the peak of Anza, their main village.
For those in the Holy Realm, such a thin and small spiritual vein would not even take a glance, but for them, it is enough to be regarded as a good place for cultivation.
They were the first to discover spiritual veins, and then settled here for cultivation.
In the first few years, no one knew that there was a small spiritual vein hidden here. Their lives were very peaceful, and they were immersed in quiet cultivation every day.
But five years ago, the existence of spiritual veins was known, which immediately attracted the covetousness and competition from the surrounding forces. The peaceful life was suddenly disrupted and fell into endless fighting.
In order to resist the enemy's invasion, they began to recruit troops, growing from ten people at the beginning to a large camp with more than a thousand people today.
They originally had ten heads, but four of them were killed in the five years of fighting.
The man in short coat and scarred face is the boss of the village, his name is Su Zheng.
The short-haired man's name is Dong Zilong, ranked twelve, so Su Zheng just called him twelve.
Among the six, the tallest and most majestic one is Jiang Huailong, ranking second.
The only woman is named Li Qiaoyan, ranked sixth.
The man with his eyes covered with black cloth is named Jiao Kaixuan, the ninth oldest.
His eyes were cut off by an enemy's sword in a fight half a year ago.
The smallest and thinnest man is named Qiu Liang, ranked eighteenth.
There were originally eighteen of them, and they were called the Eighteen Cavalry of the Imperial Capital.
The other twelve people were all dead and buried on the cliff behind them.
Twelve graves and twelve tombstones.
These eighteen people are none other than the eighteen Su Zheng people who once won the first place in the cavalry competition in the capital of the Great Su Empire.
That year, they followed the White Tiger Army to the Western Region to attack the Sword Saint. After a fierce fight, they lost their way in the vast desert, and then strayed into a dangerous ancient ruins.
Suning and four other people died tragically at the hands of the traps and monsters in the ruins.
The remaining people luckily broke into the depths of the ruins and found an ancient formation. Being chased by ferocious beasts, they fiddled with the formation for a while. Unexpectedly, they activated the formation and were then teleported to the outer world.
Those who first arrived in Tianwaitian did not know the cruelty of this world, but they were actually sold into the slave market by a man.
They managed to escape from the slave market, but during their escape, slave traders killed four of them.
The ten people who were lucky enough to survive ended up here.
In the end, he turned into a bandit.
The Dasu royal family has been searching for their whereabouts, but to no avail.
Zhang Xiaozu also tried to figure out the whereabouts of Su Zheng, and even asked the head master Yu Chengyang for help, but he still couldn't figure out the whereabouts of Su Zheng's eighteen people.
Who would have thought that they would be teleported to the outer world by the ancient teleportation formation.
"Thirteen years."
Dong Zilong replied quietly.
Su was about to say something, but he opened his mouth, swallowed the words back, and finally let out a long sigh.
The other five people also looked depressed.
Every New Year's Eve reunion day is the saddest day for them.
The only solution is to drink alcohol.
"Boss, Li Da Mazi has successfully broken through to the realm of destruction. Yesterday he went to Huanxi City with the Tongxuan Pill. He heard that there was a high-quality long gun at the auction on the 15th day of the year that was very suitable for him. He was going to take the shot of this gun.
Then fight us to the death. How should we respond?" Jiang Huailong asked.
Su Zheng looked at Dong Zilong and asked: "Twelve, how far are you from the realm of destruction? If you have a Star Glory Pill, are you sure of breaking through?"
Dong Zilong is the one with the highest cultivation level among the six, and is currently in the Star Reaching Realm.
"If there is a Star Glory Pill, I am 90% sure of breaking through to the realm of destruction." Dong Zilong replied.
"I'm going to Huanxi City tomorrow to sell the spiritual materials I've saved over the past six months, which should be enough to buy a Star Pill." Su Zheng said.
This chapter has been completed!