Ye Congwen followed the formula taught by Zhen Zizai, mobilized the zhenqi throughout his body, and launched attacks again and again according to the designated acupoints and meridians, trying to open the first of the eight meridians, the Ren meridian.
The progress was quite smooth at first, but once the empty state of the Half-Step Zhuding Nayuan Realm subsided, it immediately returned to its original state. It was like pushing a big iron ball upwards. Once it loses strength, it will immediately roll back.
In situ.
Ye Congwen spent several kilograms of four-color elixir and used the elixir-tempering technique three times in a row, but still could not open up the Ren channel. It seemed that Zhen Zizi's words were true. Without the treasure of forging the cauldron, he would never be able to successfully cast the cauldron.
, to become a body-building sorcerer.
"Where did you get so many four-color elixirs? You also know how to temper the body with elixirs. A little guy like you is of the same lineage of physical cultivation? How old are you this year?"
Zhen Zizai watched from the sidelines as Ye Congwen took the four-color elixir three times in a row, at least two kilograms each time, chewing like a carrot without feeling any distress at all. From this look, he was a habitual offender, and he probably wasted no time on the precious four-color elixir.
He actually ate six or seven kilograms of sexual elixir in less than an hour. Even the direct descendants of the three great families did not have such luxury.
The most surprising thing is:
This kid used the elixir body-tempering technique three times in a row, and his body was able to withstand it. Isn't the body cultivation of a man as tall as a horse, with a strong back and a strong waist, at least two meters tall?
"Dozens of instructors from the martial arts camp gathered together. Didn't I tell you before? As the only contestant in the martial arts camp, I may be faced with the wheel tactics of the eleven top masters from the grand master camp.
So they collected dozens of kilograms of four-color elixir for me to prepare for emergencies!"
Ye Congwen was so tired that he broke into a sweat, so he simply lay down on the ground and said unconvinced:
"I'm about 1.8 meters tall and weigh at least 180 pounds. How can an 18-year-old be called a small man with this figure? How can you expect those adults who are in their mid-twenties and only 1.7 meters to live?
ah?"
Zhen Zizai was choked and speechless. Are you talking about me? Hit someone without slapping someone in the face, expose someone without exposing someone's shortcomings. We can't talk today! He said coldly:
"It's late at night, sleep!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Congwen smiled secretly. Seeing that his plan was effective, he fell asleep without any worries.
It also makes you endlessly ask for the root cause. What if the giants of the two tribes of flowers and leaves are exposed, and then you join forces with Jia Xiaoyao and ask me for the Po Feng Fist manual?
When Zhen Zizai saw Ye Congwen falling to the ground and falling asleep, she knew that this kid had exhausted himself by using the elixir-tempering technique continuously. He fell asleep in one second, and heard that the body cultivator had to torment him every day.
To the point of exhaustion, no one in the three major families could bear this crime.
When Ye Congwen woke up, he felt refreshed and energetic. He glanced at Zhen Zizai who was slumped on the ground, and decided to go up the mountain to collect herbs to treat his broken leg.
"Captain Zhen, these are two kilograms of four-color elixir. You eat it first to replenish your energy. I will go to the mountain to collect some herbs to heal your injuries."
Ye Congwen put on a four-color cloak and prepared to go to the mountain along the vines to pick herbs and find out the location of the tripod-making medicine.
"Wait, do you know what herbs are needed?"
"Stronggrass, Dioscorea, Milletia sibirica, Dipsacus sibiricum. Don't worry, I make a living by hunting and digging herbs."
Ye Congwen carries a hoe, shovel and other tools on his back, walking like a dragon and a tiger.
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and walked out.
"Fortunately, I met Yu Congwen, a hunter who grew up in the mountains. If these were the pampered children of the three major aristocratic families, I would have to turn these Chinese herbal medicines into paintings, and they might not be able to recognize them!"
Zhen Zizi murmured to herself, feeling deeply.
Ye Congwen quietly climbed up the cliff and carefully looked at it for a long time. When he was sure that the fire-flowing bull was not nearby, he hid under the dense woods and moved forward slowly, looking for herbs and wild fruits along the way.
I don’t know if it’s because the battles between monsters and beasts these past few days have been so bloody that all the long-legged animals have disappeared without a trace. After Ye Congwen gathered all the herbs, he had already climbed halfway up the mountain and walked back and forth for an hour or two.
Not a single little rabbit was seen.
"Today is no good. After more than ten days of fighting, I guess all the living creatures that can move on this treasure mountain have been scared away."
Ye Congwen wanted to stop eating meat, but he didn't even see Mao, so he couldn't help but feel a little downcast. Suddenly he remembered that Zhen Zizai said that Liuhuo Mangniu had killed a lot of monsters, why not cut off some monster flesh and try it. Moreover, monster flesh is also a great tonic.
, has an excellent effect on restoring one's own strength.
Thinking of this, Ye Congwen tightened his four-color cloak and quietly walked towards the open space where the trees were overturned. The monster body is huge and extremely destructive in a fight. The towering trees will basically be knocked down, and the range
The larger it is, the more intense the fight will be, and casualties are likely to occur. It is the most likely place to leave the remains of monster corpses.
Ye Congwen quietly walked to several open spaces. There were dried blood stains along the way, scattered on the branches of flowers and plants. Because the energy was too strong, these flowers and plants had long been burned to dryness.
Following the blood stains, Ye Congwen found the corpses of several monsters. What surprised him was that the corpses of the monsters had dried up and weathered. With a gentle pat, they shattered into dust and collapsed, leaving no bones or residue!
"What is so weird? These monsters have only been dead for three or four days. With the temperature of more than ten degrees, at most, the mouth, nose and mouth will begin to rot. Within three to five months, not even the bones can be seen, let alone the bones.
Weathered into dregs!
There must be some rare treasure that is causing the demon."
Ye Congwen thought about it, but still had no clue, until he started to walk back, and suddenly remembered the precious medicine for making a tripod!
Zhen Zizai said that before the tripod-making medicine matures, it will siphon away all the surrounding energy for its own use. Could it be that the tripod-making medicine did it? No wonder the tripod-making medicine is so powerful. There are at least dozens of corpses of monsters on this treasure mountain.
, the energy contained in each monster is far greater than a pair of four-color elixirs. After all, the size difference between the two is thousands of times.
Dozens of monsters, as well as the sun, moon, stars, and the energy of the mountains, rivers, and earth, are really terrifying! Could it be that the energy of one tripod-forging elixir is equivalent to the energy of hundreds of four-color elixirs?
Could it be that opening up the eight extraordinary meridians requires such majestic energy? Can the human body bear such majestic energy?
Ye Congwen hurried to the cave with doubts.
In the next few days, Ye Congwen kept collecting herbs to heal Zhen Zizai's injuries and picking wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. Zhen Zizai taught him the magic of making cauldrons one by one.
Ye Congwen became more and more proficient in the butterfly step. He could easily cross forty to fifty meters in one step. Then he put on a four-color cloak and was able to clearly touch this treasure mountain in just six or seven days.
This time, Ye Congwen secretly lurked under a tree only three miles away from the Ding-casting elixir, looking at the shape of the Ding-casting elixir from a distance:
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I saw a stem as thick as a bucket rising from the ground, without even a leaf around it. It was ten meters high. On the top was a purple flower the size of a millstone blooming, with the stamens standing upright, like the suckers of an octopus.
Drawing energy crazily from all directions.
Ye Congwen could see countless vortexes rotating rapidly above the stamens, which showed how quickly energy was being absorbed.
Next to the purple magic flower lies a fire-flowing cow that weighs tens of thousands of kilograms. Its eyes are scabbed and it is obviously blind.
Several monsters did not dare to step forward.
"Zhen Zizai said that as long as the petals close, that's when the tripod-making medicine is mature, and then the energy barrier of the medicine will automatically dissipate. Looking at the eagerly looking monsters around him, he guessed that they want to wait until the medicine is mature before they go shopping.
in the end!"
Ye Congwen observed it for a long time and saw that the purple magic flower showed no sign of closing, so he found an opportunity and quietly slipped back into the cave.
"Have you closed it?"
Zhen Zizai couldn't wait to ask. Her legs had healed and she could walk back and forth in the cave. However, she still couldn't use magical skills such as walking through flowers and butterflies. She didn't dare to go to Baoshan to inspect the true situation of the tripod-making medicine.
"It will take about two or three days! Those energy vortices are already spinning rapidly. I estimate that they will be able to close up the night after tomorrow at the latest. If you want to form the tripod-forging medicine, it will take another three days! Don't be impatient. Wait until you regain your strength.
Wear my four-color cloak and hide quietly aside. As long as the tripod-making medicine matures and the barrier dissipates, you can pick up the tripod-making medicine without anyone noticing, and then escape."
Ye Congwen comforted him, saying that it was obvious that Zhen Zizai was determined to get this treasure of forging a tripod, and a big battle would be inevitable. If he couldn't rest assuredly to recuperate now, what would he use to fight against the Flowing Fire Mangniu in the future? That was a great monster at the Desolate level.
, a body-forging warlock who is equivalent to the entry level of expanding muscles and veins, if he hadn't broken a pair of moves and fought dozens of monsters to injure his origin, how would he dare to provoke Zhen Zizai, a monk who has reached the peak level of building a cauldron and absorbing elements?
Zhen Zizai frowned and said nothing, ignoring Ye Congwen's strategy. In this wilderness, how can humans escape the tracking of the monsters?
Only by killing these knowing monsters can we be free. Otherwise, all the monsters in the taboo circle will come to chase and intercept them. Who can get out of the Hundred Beast Mountain Range safely?
"Since it still takes five or six days, I can attack the realm of muscle expansion and pulse expansion!"
Zhen Zizai felt that in the past six months, she had fought bloody battles with the monsters in the Hundred Beasts Mountains, which had greatly improved her cultivation. Maybe when she picked up the tripod-forging medicine and returned to the apprentice camp, she could advance in seclusion.
Ye Congwen looked at Zhen Zizai who was sitting cross-legged, and began to practice the magic of physical exercise again, which is a wonderful skill that can warm one's own veins. He heard that this magic can warm one's own veins, and can also help others build cauldrons.
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Ye Congwen had already memorized the methods and formulas very well, but it was a pity that this kind of magical technique could not be used without the strength of Zhuding Nayuan Realm.
Ye Congwen is not discouraged. As long as Zhen Zizai collects the precious medicine for casting the tripod, it will be my, Ye Congwen's prize when he returns to the apprentice camp. The same will apply to his cultivation at that time. The top priority now is to help Zhen Zizai collect the precious medicine for casting the tripod.
Ding Bao Medicine.
In the next few days, Ye Congwen explored the treasure mountain and dived to the bottom of the river to find many rare tonics for Zhen Zizai. Finally, one night when the moon was high, Zhen and Ye secretly came to Zhuding Baoyao.
Around him, four eyes were staring at the purple magic flower.