On the way from Qingyang Village to Xuanyuan City, he had met several blind thieves. That was also his first time to kill someone.
It's strange that I didn't feel nausea or vomiting at all, but instead felt a slight sense of curiosity.
The old man continued to wipe the Mo Dao in his hand, blew the position of the blade, and said with a smile: "We often have to kill people in this military camp, you will get used to it soon.
As for that little guy just now, he is a descendant of the Tong family, a big family in Xuanyuan City, and he is a bit arrogant, so don’t take it to heart."
"Why do people from the Tong family come here?" Chu Yang was a little curious.
It stands to reason that a big family like the Tong family should have no shortage of training resources, and their strength is not inferior to that of the military camp. Why would they send their children to the military camp?
"Our military camp may not be able to give you too many cultivation resources, nor can it give you such a noble status and power, but when you come here, you will definitely learn two things," the old man replied with a smile.
"What?" Chu Yang asked.
"Bloodiness and courage," when the old man said these words, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body, as if a sea of blood had descended and boundless violence enveloped him.
Chu Yang was immediately frightened. He felt like a lonely boat in the endless ocean, looking extremely small.
"That's why many family members come here not to practice, but to hone themselves." The old man laughed loudly, stood up and inserted the Mo Dao into the scabbard, then walked away into the distance with laughter in the wind, "Boy, you still have
It’s a long way to go!”
"Xiao Yangzi, this place is quite suitable for you," Mr. Mo said with a smile inside the ring.
"I will work hard," Chu Yang nodded and stood up.
In the following days, Chu Yang gradually adapted to the living environment here. The young man named Tong Guan was the favorite of the team. He was quite kind-hearted, but he was a bit arrogant.
The old man who was chatting with Chu Yang was called Wu Sanlang. I heard that he was called that because he often had a desperate attitude when fighting.
The head of the ten-man team is called Feng Bing. He is a big man with a strong back and a strong back. He wields a pair of big hammers and has natural supernatural powers.
After breakfast that day, Feng Bing gathered the team together and said: "We have a mission, it's about the remnants of the Thirteen Thieves of Lianyun.
Someone has seen them in the nearby Heishui Mountain. To destroy them this time, each person will receive one thousand merit points."
"Oh, the rewards are so rich this time," someone next to me said with a smile.
"Is this rich? Look at your potential, if you can get the Qingyun Battle Body back, I will give you 100,000 merit points," Feng Bing joked.
"I want a Qingyun battle body, and I won't change it if you give me 100 million merit points," the man also laughed.
"Okay, you go and get ready, we'll set off at noon," Feng Bing ordered.
Seeing everyone in the team disperse, only Chu Yang looked confused, what are the Thirteen Lianyun Bandits? What is the Qingyun Battle Body?
He found Mo Sanlang, and the two of them had a pretty good relationship. If Chu Yang didn't understand anything these days, he would always ask him for advice.
"Do you know the legend of the Hundred Battle Groups?" Mo Sanlang asked with a smile.
Chu Yang nodded.
"Qingyun Battle Body is the seventy-second battle body," Mo Sanlang explained: "A long time ago, there was a Lianyun Village at the foot of Heishui Mountain, and there were thirteen sworn brothers with different surnames in the village.
It is said that one day they accidentally dug up the Qingyun Zhan Body Pearl under the big tree at the entrance of Lianyun Village.
The eldest brother of the thirteen brothers merged with the Qingyun battle body. As their strength became stronger and stronger, several people started to have other ideas.
The Luo Cao in Heishui Mountain is a bandit who specializes in robbing passers-by."
"Then what?" Chu Yang asked curiously.
"Later, someone in the Zhenwu Holy Sect issued a mission to exterminate the Thirteen Lianyun Bandits," Mo Sanlang said with a smile: "An elite disciple accepted the mission, and then personally went to destroy the Thirteen Lianyun Bandits.
The boss of the Thirteen Thieves died on the spot, and the other eleven sworn brothers did not survive. It is said that only the Thirteenth Thieves, the youngest brother in the family, escaped under the cover of others."
"Then the remnants we are going to exterminate this time are the thirteen masters who escaped back then?" Chu Yang asked.
"Absolutely. I don't know whether this news is accurate or not," Mo Sanlang smiled and replied.
"Where did the Qingyun battle body go in the end?"
"What? Do you have any ideas?" Mo Sanlang glanced at Chu Yang and said, "Some people say that Qingyun's battle body was taken away by the elite disciples of the Zhenwu Holy Sect, while others say that Qingyun was taken away by the Thirteen Masters who finally escaped.
Battle body beads.
There are different opinions, and some even say that there is no Qingyun Battle Body at all, and that everything was fabricated by someone in order to target the Thirteen Lianyun Thieves."
"No, I'm just curious," Chu Yang smiled.
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At noon, with the scorching sun in the sky, the ten-man Blood Wolf Guard set out towards Blackwater Mountain.
Heishui Mountain is located to the east of Xuanyuan City. The mountain is famous for the Heishui River, which is known as the longest river in the extreme west.
It starts from the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the west, and the source land in the east is said to have exceeded the limits of the extreme west and is located in the center of the Eastern Continent.
Chu Yang's cultivation level in the team is considered to be the lowest. He is only at the seventh level of the Spiritual Pulse Realm. Everyone else is almost at the Pulse Condensation Realm. Feng Bing, the head of the ten households, is a warrior at the peak of the Pulse Condensation Realm.
Several people came to the foot of the mountain. The mountain was not high, and the dense jungle covered the entire mountain. Not long after they climbed the mountain, they could hear the sound of the rushing Blackwater River.
"Someone has been here," Mo Sanlang found a pool of blood in a bush on the roadside.
He put the blood on his hand, smelled it, and said, "It's the blood of the first-order monster beast Clouded Leopard."
"Let's go further," Feng Bing said after thinking for a while.
A few people walked forward, and there were some fighting scenes ahead.
Several big trees around were broken, the ground was full of deep pits, and there were pools of blood around.
"The blood hasn't dried yet, so it seems like the battle will end soon," Mo Sanlang said.
"There is someone there," as soon as Mo Sanlang finished speaking, Tong Guan suddenly shouted loudly, his voice surged with spiritual energy, and light blue arcs of electricity entangled under his feet.
Using the flying electric step, he stepped out, as if there was lightning, and went directly to the bushes nearby, and grabbed a man in red robes.
The man was only at the peak of the spiritual pulse realm. The dark yellow spiritual energy surged from his fists, and he was evenly matched with Tong Guan.
Feng Bing waved his hand. Except for Chu Yang, the other eight people in the team swarmed up and subdued the man in an instant.
"Try not to fight alone if you can fight in groups. There is no point in wasting time," Feng Bing looked at Chu Yang who looked surprised and explained aloud.
Chu Yang nodded quickly.
Then Feng Bing looked at the captured man carefully, and his expression suddenly changed.
