"Okay, look at this Forget-you-blood grass in the mountains and fields. Your masterpiece, your hard work, is just waiting to bloom and bear fruit..."
Senior Brother Chen's voice was as gentle as the wind, without any emotion, just like telling a trivial matter.
Rock saw him and Fatty standing on the hill looking at him, and heard their words.
Has it blossomed or bear fruit?
The meaning is profound.
It’s really fast!
Rock sat up and looked around. There was a kind of spiritual grass all over the mountains and wild fields. He was very familiar with this kind of spiritual grass because he could not forget that scene.
Shi Yan clearly remembered that day, the three spiritual grasses that the young man in white took away were just like this. It was just that these had not bloomed yet, but there were already many budding flowers.
The place where these spiritual grasses grow is what Fatty takes care of. Whenever the battle between Shi Yan and others is over, Fatty is the one who takes care of the corpses on the battlefield. He is the one who cleans up the battlefield for the next day.
Rock always thought that Fatty was just cleaning up the corpses so that they could fight properly the next day. Now it seems that is not the case, but for another reason. Now seeing these budding flowers and bones, he suddenly discovered a serious problem.
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Wangyou Blood Grass is cultivated with the flesh and blood of people in this world. No wonder Fatty has to shake the corpse into blood mist every time. It turns out that this is to allow this spiritual grass to be quickly absorbed and grow quickly.
They were busy practicing before and didn't pay attention to these things. Now when they see the spiritual grass all over the mountains, they suddenly feel a little sad. Is this the value of the indigenous people in this world?
How unfortunate.
It turns out that these spiritual herbs are watered with human blood.
No wonder many people were said to have died in the Chosen Sui Gong. Now the facts are in front of us. If so many people had not died, how could we get the spiritual grass? Three years of killing was just to make this world more of this kind of thing.
Even if you take some of it away after three years.
There are still many things in this world.
When the year comes, it will be another day when the harvest begins, and the cycle continues over and over again. This is the fate of people in this world.
Thinking of the blood spirit in one's body, it is also what these people want to get.
Just because blood spirits have to be produced in constant battles, these people force the natives like themselves to fight desperately just to get the blood spirits that can only be found in the bodies of people in this world.
After that, Fatty completely cut off the spirit-gathering pill from the rock, and would check the blood spirit condition in his body every once in a while. That would tell you that I can't wait to harvest it.
But after telling Shi Yan and others, these people became more and more afraid of them.
Rock had no choice but to endure it, because he had no ability to do so.
What is shame? Living is the most important thing. Only by living can you have a chance to resist.
He only had to practice hard. Although he didn't have the help of the Spirit Gathering Pill, Fatty and the others didn't restrict his practice. No matter what, he made progress, even a little bit.
Dashi and Yansan practiced harder, feeling that the rain was about to come.
However, that kind of life-and-death battle has never stopped. Fatty and the others still believe that as long as there is a life-and-death battle, the maturity of the blood spirit can be accelerated, so they will not stop easily.
Even if the tiger breeding is causing trouble, it is still under absolute control.
So they have absolute confidence to wait until the moment of harvest.
…
"Fat man, guard it."
Senior Brother Chen, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, suddenly shouted, and a misty veil appeared like clouds and mist, then shot into the sky and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye. In such a hurry, something big must have happened.
Rock heard and saw the battle, and was very curious about what happened to make them make such a big fuss.
They had never seen anything like this before. Senior Brother Chen left like crazy. What they saw was that he was slowly flying into the sky in a slow and carefree manner. How could he be so angry?
It was almost dusk, Rock and his friends had just finished their battle and were sitting cross-legged to take a rest.
Senior Brother Chen came back, carrying a person on his back. It was the short man who had been grabbing people's heads outside. He was seriously injured. He was so weak that he needed help. He looked like he would die if he was not careful.
As soon as he returned here, Senior Brother Chen asked the short man to sit up cross-legged, and he helped heal his injuries behind his back. It could be seen that the short man's injuries were indeed serious, and he could not heal himself, so he needed help from others.
After just a while, the two of them entered a mysterious state, and it looked like they would not get better for a while.
The fat man on the side was spinning around like an ant on a hot pot, looking anxiously at the two of them from time to time.
Rock looked at their actions, his eyes suddenly became hot, as if he had a premonition of something.
Looking at Dashi and Yan San, he found that the two of them were looking at him, their eyes flashing with light. They had seen opportunities and were waiting for him to make a decision. After all, the three of them were already living and dying together.
They all know that opportunities are hard to come by, and they have been waiting for such an opportunity.
What a rare opportunity!
When they encounter it, they all know the risks involved.
We all know that if we make one mistake, we will be doomed.
But they all understand that wealth and honor are found in danger. If they want to survive, they have to fight for their lives.
Fight for a way out, fight for a way out.
Give it a try.
Either die or live.
Rock nodded without any trace, took out the short knife from his waist, handed it to Dashi along the ground, and pointed at him with his thumb.
Dashi understood and quietly grabbed the dagger and pressed it to the ground, fearing that it would make any noise and alert the fat man.
Yan Yan pointed his little finger towards Yan San, and then made a chopping motion with his palm along the ground.
Yan San nodded slightly, thinking that he had understood.
Shi Yan was still uneasy, so he made a middle finger gesture on the ground and pointed it at himself twice, which now made everything clear.
The division of labor is clear.
Suddenly, the rock grabbed an already bloomed Forgetting Blood Grass, stood up, and walked towards the fat man.
His steps were calm and quite fast, and there was nothing unusual about him. However, he held the scimitar in his hand. Although the blade was pointed downward, if the fat man had been more alert, he would have scolded him.
Because there has never been a situation like this, let alone a time like this.
However, even when he arrived not far from the fat man, the guy still didn't react at all. He still looked at Senior Brother Chen and the two of them anxiously, and his concern disturbed his heart.
"Immortal, if this works, I would like to do it now!"
Rock held up the Forgettable Blood Grass and made a bow. He kept talking as he kept walking, and his eyes were watching the fat man's every move, a hunter looking for motives.
"It's not needed yet, it won't be that bad."
The fat man glanced at the rock, stretched out his hand to take the Forgotten Blood Grass, and turned his eyes to Senior Brother Chen. All his attention was on Senior Brother Chen and the others, not paying attention to the rock at all.
It was at this time that Rock realized that this opportunity could not be missed and would never come back.
He moved, and silently he raised the scimitar and struck down with all his strength.
He knew he had to make a difference once and for all, there would be no second chance.
If you want to find food in the palm of such a person, you must be fast, accurate, and ruthless, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted. He knows that he cannot afford to lose, and there will be no chance to do it again, and his opponent will never give him a chance to do it again.
Therefore, we must work hard and achieve it once and for all.
No matter what happens, the opponent must lose the opportunity in the first blow. Otherwise, death will be waiting for the three of them. There is no chance.
"you……"
His cultivation is strong, his spiritual sense is also strong, even the rock has not thought of it.
The fat man actually reacted at the moment of life and death and avoided the scimitar that was slashing at his neck. The real difference was just a hair and a thousand miles, which is enough to show how powerful the fat man is.
But his other reaction was fatal. It should be said to be a person's instinctive reaction, a panicked action. He actually raised his hand to block the scimitar and used his body to block the weapon.
If the rock was an ordinary person in the past, or if his cultivation level was low, it would be possible, but he forgot that the rock at this moment was at the sixth level of Qi training. Although he was not as fat as him, the difference was not too much, and such a knife was a rock's sword.
Use all your strength to strike.
click
With a very slight sound, an arm was cut off easily.
"ah!"
With a scream, the fat man grimaced in pain.
But his reaction was far better than ordinary people, and even quite correct. A long sword quickly appeared in the other hand, but it was already a step too late.
One step can lead to a thousand miles of misunderstanding.
The scimitar of the rock has been chopped down again, and this knife is like a thunderous force.
A sure-kill knife.
It was a knife made by the rock with all its strength, truly as fast as lightning.
It was already a missed opportunity.
How could I miss the second shot again?
This is risking your own life.
puff!
The fat man's sword had been raised and lowered, but it failed halfway and had lost its power when it fell.
Because the rock had cut off his head, and his head fell to the ground with his eyes still open. He might not be able to understand how he got to this point until he died.
On the other side, Dashi and Yansan also launched attacks at the same time, with the same rapidity and madness.
Dashi took Yan Yan's dagger and went straight to Senior Brother Chen. As for why Yan Yan wanted him to use the dagger to deal with the most deadly and powerful Senior Brother Chen, he did not ask, and he had no time to ask.
But he still chose to trust the rock without any reason, instead of using his scimitar.
laugh
When a short knife enters the body, only the tip of the knife can penetrate further.
The difference in cultivation level.
No matter how hard you try, the dagger won't make any progress.
It can be seen that Senior Brother Chen is so powerful that he used his spiritual power to block the attack of the dagger while it was piercing his body.
Dashi pushed the short knife forward crazily, trying to penetrate it even a little bit, but no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible.
On the other hand, Senior Brother Chen, despite the pain, couldn't help but not stop healing the short man. He even freed up a hand and slapped the boulder away with one palm. He still had the energy to do it and did it easily.
Too strong.
However, when Senior Brother Chen retracted his hand, his eyes suddenly widened with an expression of disbelief. He turned to look at the short knife that had penetrated his body. Unfortunately, it was too late to react.
His body was slowly slumping, and it was useless to let him have too much unwillingness, and finally turned into black blood and flowed out.
Yan San naturally chose his scimitar and was slashing at the short man crazily.
Howling and screaming like a crazy beast.
Even if he was the easiest to attack from three people, it was almost like dealing with a useless person, but especially so, he still had to go all out. After all, his cultivation level was too weak, so he could not slack off at all.
The short man, who was already seriously injured, had no power to fight back. With a dull popping sound, he was almost chopped into pieces by Yan San.