Because Ye Lang's mental power was very strong, in the next few hours, he was very careful and obtained dozens of seventh- and sixth-grade spiritual herbs.
However, these eighth-grade spiritual grasses are obviously not that many. Fortunately, among the spiritual grasses obtained, there are several seventh-grade high-level spiritual grasses. This makes Ye Lang feel a little excited, and finally has the opportunity to refine the elixir.
The medicine is gone.
After all, for people with first-level saint cultivation, seventh-level high-level elixirs also have very strong effects. If their previous cultivation had not been very stable, and there were no elixir-making materials in hand, it would not have been possible.
As for being unable to improve your cultivation level.
In the afternoon, he discovered that on a hill in front of him, more than a dozen people were fighting. The two sides seemed to be disciples of two sects.
On the top of the mountain, there is a very big tree with three golden fruits. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual energy on the fruits, the fluctuations of this fruit are actually greater than the fluctuations of seventh-grade spiritual grass.
Be strong.
"What is this?"
Ye Lang frowned. He could feel that these three fruits must be treasures. Otherwise, it would not be possible for the disciples of the two sects to fight for them.
However, when I look at the cultivation base of these disciples, they are actually not low. Some of them are Qi Emperor cultivation bases, and three of them are saints. Although they are all first- and second-grade saints, their combat prowess is also
Very good.
Ye Lang frowned, this was a bit troublesome, because he didn't know what kind of sect these two sect disciples were. If he accidentally provoked a powerful sect, that would really be enough.
He drank a pot.
However, if we just leave like this, the three golden treasures on the tree will not be ordinary and eye-catching.
"Why don't I just fly over there with my face covered. You can't do without these three fruits. Just take one. I feel that if you eat it directly, you should be able to improve your cultivation."
After Ye Lang thought for a while, he was ready to give it a try. Now the two sides were fighting fiercely, and the other party hadn't discovered him yet. Going over at this time was actually the best choice.
He immediately took out a piece of cloth, covered his face, and then tried to tear apart the space. He didn't know if it could be done in this secret realm.
After this attempt, Ye Lang was so happy that he actually tore a crack in front of him.
He immediately got in, and soon the same crack appeared on the tree, and then he stretched out a hand, just enough to reach a golden fruit.
Ye Lang was afraid of being discovered. After getting a fruit, he immediately retracted his hand and quickly used the power of space to escape.
On another hilltop, Ye Lang appeared again. Looking at the golden fruit in his hand, he couldn't help but feel happy. With this fruit, he felt that it would not be a problem to break through to the level of a second-grade saint.
"Hey, why are there only two?"
Among the people on both sides, a man quickly took a look and discovered that there were only two fruits left on the tree, which originally had three fruits.
When the others heard this, they immediately stopped. When everyone was fighting, they were so inseparable that no one could get close to the ancient tree.
In other words, no one among them must have snatched the fruit, and now there is one missing fruit inexplicably.
"What's going on?"
A woman frowned, and after a while, she said: "Could it be that we were wrong before, there were only two?"
"Impossible, we saw three before, everyone saw three!"
A man from the sect opposite was very sure.
After thinking about it for a while, the woman couldn't help but said: "I think there is not much difference in strength between our two sides. If the fight continues like this, both sides may not suffer a lot of losses, and a lot of people will die. It would be better for us to kill one person each.
What do you think?"
"OK!"
The man on the other side also nodded. People on both sides saw the three fruits almost at the same time. They both wanted the people from their sect to get two of them, but obviously they couldn't reach an agreement.
But now there are only two left, which makes me feel more balanced.
At this time, Ye Lang had no idea that after he stole one of the golden fruits, the two sects who were fighting passionately stopped and stopped fighting.
He continued to search for spiritual herbs until the sky darkened at night, and he had already harvested a lot of treasures.
After finding a relatively secluded cave, Ye Lang hid in it.
After entering, he turned his palm and immediately took out the golden fruit.
"It's such a rich spiritual energy. I don't know what kind of fruit this fruit is, but seeing how hard it is to separate the disciples from the sect, it must be a treasure."
Ye Lang is not greedy. It is good to have such a fruit. At least it has not been discovered by the two sects, which is a lot better.
After he took a bite of the golden fruit, as soon as the fruit entered his stomach, he felt a warm feeling, a gentle and strong energy, and it just dispersed.
Ye Lang immediately started to use his skills to absorb the energy, and started to take big bites.
A golden fruit the size of a fist. Ye Lang didn't expect that the energy in it was so great. He originally thought he could only break through to the second-level saint, but he actually broke through with such a fruit whose name he didn't know.
The cultivation of a third-grade saint.
After absorbing all the energy inside, Ye Lang stood up with a joyful look on his face: "I really didn't expect that such a fruit actually contains so much energy that it allowed me to break through to the third level."
The cultivation of a saint."
Thinking of this, Ye Lang's heart ached a little. If he had picked those two fruits, there would be hope for him to break through to at least a fifth-grade saint.
However, after thinking about it, he finally shook his head. He and Lang Zong were still too weak now, so it would be nice to get some benefits. If the other party found out because of greed, that would not be a good thing.
When we walked out of the cave, it was already noon the next day.
Ye Lang looked for spiritual herbs and other treasures during the day, and found a cave to hide in at night, refining seventh-grade high-level elixirs.
As for the eighth-grade low-level elixir recipe, Ye Lang already has it in his hands.
However, the three eighth-grade low-level spiritual herbs that Ye Lang found in the past two days were not the necessary materials for refining the elixir.
"Hey, there are still too few low-level eighth-level elixirs. I have found an eighth-level low-level elixir, but I don't know if it is suitable for refining certain elixirs."
Ye Lang couldn't help but sigh, he needed more pills.
However, this thing is too precious. How easy is it to find the recipe for such a high-grade elixir?
