Its value is at least 500,000 taels of silver, and this is just a rough estimate.
The leaves of Qihuangcao have a high chance of allowing a warrior to advance to a higher realm, and the lower the realm, the greater the chance.
The ninth level of martial arts has a 70% chance of being promoted to the tenth level. The eighth level has an 80% chance of improving to the ninth level. The seventh level of martial arts has a 90% chance of improving to the eighth level. Warriors below the sixth level can 100% improve by taking Qihuangcao.
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Qihuang grass is still absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, Xuan Tian is waiting quietly. When Qihuang grass matures, the more vitality it absorbs, the better the effect will be. After taking it, the warrior will have a greater chance of improving his realm.
After about ten minutes, all the vitality of heaven and earth was absorbed by Qihuangcao, and the entire Qihuangcao became a little crystal clear, as if it was a solid body condensed by the vitality of heaven and earth.
Kick, kick, kick, kick…
At this time, a burst of footsteps sounded from outside the cave. Xuan Tian was not dazzled by the excitement. He was always vigilant and heard the footsteps outside the cave.
"Not good!" Xuantian shouted in his heart that something was wrong. There might be warriors nearby who were attracted by the riot of heaven and earth energy.
This Qihuang grass is of extraordinary value, enough for warriors below the Xiantian realm to fight for it with their lives.
Xuantian immediately picked the Qihuang grass, cut off a corner of his clothes, wrapped the Qihuang grass, and put it in his arms to avoid being discovered.
When Xuantian did all this, the people outside the cave had already gone straight into the cave. Obviously, this was their destination.
There is only one exit to this cave, and Xuantian has nowhere to hide, so he can only wait quietly.
"The vitality of heaven and earth has disappeared!"
"Ah - the two-headed black snake was killed!"
"Someone came here earlier than our Fuwei gang?"
"Quick - go in and take a look."
"Third Master! There is a warrior inside."
"He was just a boy of thirteen or fourteen. He definitely didn't kill this two-headed black snake."
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The sound of bustling sounds was heard, and soon, more than twenty people entered the cave.
Xuantian glanced at everyone. Many of these people had the impression that he met the Fuwei Gang in Qingshui Town.
The last person walked into the cave. This person was two meters tall, like a giant bear, with two hammers stuck in his back. Xuantian's eyes fell on him. He was the third leader of the Fuwei Gang.
The Third Master's eyes also fell on Xuantian, and then on the Tianjian Sect logo on Xuantian's chest, and his eyebrows furrowed.
A familiar memory came to the head of the Third Master: Yes! It was the Tianjian Sect disciple he met in Qingshui Town.
Tianjian Sect makes the third leader instinctively fearful.
Xuantian and the Third Leader looked at each other. The members of the Fuwei Gang felt that there was something wrong with the Third Leader's expression and the atmosphere was a bit strange, so they all immediately shut up.
"Li Yan, Zhao Si..." A warrior at the seventh level of martial arts came to the two corpses in the cave. He glanced around, and finally landed on the face of the third master, and said: "The third master, Li Yan
The two-headed black-threaded snake in Zhao Sizhong was poisoned to death, and the elixir in the cave disappeared."
The Third Master nodded slightly, without moving his gaze away from Xuan Tian's face, and said, "Young man, what did you see?"
There was the Tianjian Sect's logo on Xuantian's clothes, but the Third Master deliberately pretended that he couldn't see it. Things were a bit strange.
Secretly raising his guard, Xuan Tian said: "I just came in, and what you saw is what I saw."
The Third Master's eyes fell on the bulge on Xuantian's chest, where Xuantian placed the 'Qihuang Grass', and asked: "What is that hidden on your chest?"
Xuantian looked sharply and said, "I am a disciple of Tianjian Sect."
Hearing the words "Tianjian Sect", all the Fuwei Gang members showed a look of fear, and the third leader also tightened his eyes.
However, the third master chuckled lightly and said: "Here in the wilderness, deep in the Yinfeng Mountains, monsters are rampant. Hehe, who knows you are a disciple of the Tianjian Sect? Do you know him? You...you...you
,Do you know each other?"
The third master went to the surrounding warriors one by one.
Sensing the third master's thoughts, all the warriors shook their heads: "I don't know... I don't know... none of us know him."
The third master chuckled and said: "It is normal for disciples of Tianjian Sect to be buried in the belly of monsters!"
While talking, the Third Master took a pair of hammers behind his back into his hands, with a bit of excitement in his eyes, and shouted: "This boy is only at the seventh level of martial arts. The elixir is in his body. Let me kill him."
Kill him, destroy his body and eliminate all traces. In the Yinfeng Mountains, in which year will the disciples of the great sect not die? Kill!"
The warriors of the Fuwei Gang usually killed people and set fires a lot, and they had long been numb to killing people. Although Xuantian was a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, in the Yinfeng Mountains, monsters were rampant and no one saw him. Who knew how he died?
Many warriors are buried in the belly of monsters every year, including many experienced disciples of large sects. Even the inner disciples have died in the Yinfeng Mountains. A small outer disciple has disappeared in the Yinfeng Mountains.
, like sand sinking into the sea, without even a bubble rising.
In fact, when most disciples of sects go out for training, they all carry signal flares to indicate their identity, and Tianjian Sect is no exception. When encountering danger, they can send out a signal to summon fellow disciples within a hundred miles, but Xuantian is in the cave at the moment.
, the signal flares have no effect.
Following the order from the Third Master, five warriors from the Fuwei Gang rushed out. Two of them were at the seventh level of martial arts, and three were at the sixth level of martial arts. To deal with a warrior at the seventh level of martial arts, five people were dispatched to deal with them.
Being a disciple of Tianjian Sect is enough important.
Among the five, one wields a sword, one wields a stick, one wields a Qimen weapon, and two wield knives.
The five people took action at the same time, and two saber energy came through the air. The two wielders were both at the seventh level of martial arts.
The other Fuwei gang warriors laughed loudly on the sidelines. So what if they are disciples of the Tianjian Sect? Can one fight against five? Those five people often join forces to kill the enemy. Even if they encounter a warrior at the eighth level of martial arts, they can fight.
field.
Facing the attacks of the five people, Xuan Tian smiled instead of getting angry and shouted softly: "Seeking death!"
A bright light flashed, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the two sword energy collapsed instantly.
Ah ah ah ah ah--
As the sword energy passed by, five shrill screams rang out. Whether they were warriors at the seventh or sixth level of martial arts, they all slit their throats with the sword, and blood spurted out from their throats, killing them instantly.
Kill with one sword, kill five people instantly!
What kind of strength is this? Those five people are almost comparable to warriors at the eighth level of martial arts. Killing five people in an instant is at least equivalent to the strength of the ninth level of martial arts.
The Fuwei gang members, who were still laughing, were shocked and their eyes were horrified.
Xuantian's cold voice sounded: "Fuwei Gang, who dare to attack Tianjian Sect disciples, will be expelled from now on."
Xuantian fights with monsters and beasts every day, and his body is not only contaminated with the death aura of monsters, but also condenses a large amount of murderous intent. As soon as he said this, the Fuwei crowd suddenly felt a flow of air rushing towards their faces, full of blood.
Murderous intent.
The Third Master was shocked, knowing that he had stabbed a big fool, but the arrow had left the string and could not be taken back. Now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. Only by killing Xuantian could this disaster be avoided.
"Kill! Let's all come together. If you want to survive, kill him for me!"
The Third Master let out a wild roar and rushed towards Xuantian with a pair of hammers. He was ten steps away from Xuantian and struck down with one hammer.
This pair of hammers weighs 720 kilograms, and each one weighs 360 kilograms. The third master is born with supernatural power, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of martial arts. In the eyes of ordinary people, the hammers are extremely heavy, and in the hands of the third master
, but like feathers.
This hammer hit, and with the third master's magical power, a warrior who is also at the ninth level of the martial arts realm would be seriously injured with just one hammer, so he didn't dare to take it hard.
Xuantian did not dodge, but stabbed out with his sword!
clang!
The tip of the sword and the hammer struck together, making a loud noise that was deafening.
The Third Master was shaken all over, his steps faltered, and he immediately took half a step back, but Xuan Tian remained calm and did not take a step back.
The "Xiantian Kung" practiced by Xuantian is extremely powerful. When he cultivated the Xiantian Kung to the fourth level, his cultivation level reached the seventh level of martial arts. Now after a month of life and death battles with monsters, Xuantian's Xiantian Kung has already reached the fourth level.
Refined to the late fourth level.
Innate Qi can be cultivated to the extreme by cultivating the Xiantian Kung Fu, which is comparable to the existence of Xiantian masters. Even if they have not cultivated to the extreme, their inner strength is extremely strong.
The Third Master saw that Xuantian used a sword, and that his sword power was light and his body movements were flexible. He thought that Xuantian's internal strength was not strong, so he prepared to use his strength to defeat him.
But he never expected that Xuantian's internal power would be so profound. With the authentic internal power, compared to the innate divine power of the Third Master, the Xiantian Gong's internal power was even better, and the Third Master was knocked back half a step.
"How is this possible?" The third master was shocked. Even a ninth-level martial artist could not catch his blow. Xuantian not only caught it, but he also calmly and calmly knocked him back half a step.
The third master couldn't allow the third master to think too much. Two more shrill screams sounded out. Xuantian's sword power was both domineering and flexible. No one could stop the sword power as it passed by. In the blink of an eye, two more people were struck by the sword.
His throat was cut, or even cut in half.
"The wind is blowing!"
Xuantian shouted loudly, and the sword light in his hand suddenly disappeared, leaving only the sound of the wind coming from all directions.
His figure is as agile as a snake and as fast as a cheetah, and no one can catch him.
Only the sound of the wind is heard, but the shadow of the sword is not seen.
If there is no sword everywhere, there is a sword everywhere!
When the sword light flashed, several more warriors from the Fuwei Gang let out shrill screams, clutching their throats and falling to the ground. Their eyes were full of disbelief. They didn't understand until their death how Xuantian's sword cut his throat.
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A warrior below the eighth level of the martial arts realm cannot block Xuantian's sword, and a warrior below the eighth level of the martial arts realm cannot block Xuantian's two swords.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, shining in all directions, killing one person with one step, and ten people with ten steps!
Wow!
The third master, who was at the ninth level of the martial arts realm, was unable to block Xuantian's sword energy. A half-foot-long wound appeared on his arm, and the hammer in his hand almost fell.
"Quick! Stop him for me! Quick!"
The Third Master roared as loud as he could, and all the Fuwei Gang's warriors rushed towards Xuantian, but the Third Master burst back, rushed out of the cave in an instant, and fled far away.
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