"I understand, Grandpa, it's time for me to leave. The opening day of the Shaoyang Martial Arts Dojo is coming soon. I'll go a few days in advance." Yanyu can only hope that Wenyi will go to the Shaoyang Martial Arts Dojo as they agreed.
"So urgent? You can still make the trip in two months?" Lao Guigong looked at Yanyu in confusion.
"It doesn't matter. There is nothing interesting in Langfang City. Go there early and familiarize yourself with the environment as soon as possible." Yanyu did not tell Guigong about her agreement with Wenyi.
The road from Langfang City to the royal capital, Shaoyang City, is extremely safe. This is why Guigong is relieved that Yanyu goes on the road alone. Of course, Yanyu has a second-level talisman on her body. Although the three martial arts elders of the Delei family agreed in advance,
The good plan achieved its goal, and the second-level elixir was left. Beidang, the third elder of the Yushang family over there, was quite satisfied because Wen Yi left. However, the Delei family seems to be very famous now.
Wrong, some of the martial arts masters I have been dating these days almost always talk to them in a mocking tone.
An alchemist like Wen Yi who had already shown great potential was abandoned by his family. The most ridiculous thing is that if you give up, then give up, but still kill his mother in front of Wen Yi.
Once Wen Yi can refine the second-level elixir, even martial artists will have to ask for the elixir in his hand. After all, the life span of a monk is limited, and even a martial artist can only live two to three hundred years.
Good elixirs are the best way to shorten your training, who doesn’t want them?
Even a first-level alchemist is so awesome that he still has to beg others to make alchemy, let alone a second-level alchemist who is like a rare animal?
There are only a few precious second-level alchemists in Langfang City, and each family provides them with them just like their ancestors. If people want to kill people, they don’t need to do it themselves. With a small hint, I don’t know how many martial arts masters are willing to move forward bravely.
Well. This is the most terrifying place for an alchemist.
Yes, Wen Yi is only a first-level alchemist now, but he is not yet twelve years old and is already a first-level high-level alchemist. The elixir produced by Wen Yi is still a rare 40% elixir.
Who can guarantee that Wen Yi cannot advance to the level of martial arts master? Once Wen Yi advances to the level of martial arts master...such a talented alchemist will not be able to advance to the second level alchemy master? Who believes it?
"First Elder, since Wen Yi has disappeared and the Yu Shang family has not taken any action, then... I think we should deal with Wen Yi as soon as possible." Third Elder Zhang Lan said.
Well, a future second-level alchemist is a huge hidden danger.
"Okay, then let Chunsheng go find his father according to the second step of our plan. After all, the Lingling sect is more powerful and has more information than us." The great elder Siyu nodded and said.
The most important reason why the three elders approached Zhuang Yun to take action was that Zhuang Yun's grandfather was Wen Chao, a great martial artist from the Lingling sect. After all, the Delei family's strength was limited, so it would be safer to involve the Lingling sect.
Zhuang Yun's father Chunsheng found the Lingling Sect.
"Oh? Alchemist?" Chun Sheng finally found Wen Chao, who had finished his retreat in Lingling Sect, and explained the matter in detail. Wen Chao was a little surprised, but the alchemist profession is really very sensitive.
"Do you know where Wen Yi is now? You have a lot of men, so kill him as soon as possible to avoid future troubles, right?" Wen Chao's decision was still decisive. After all, Wen Yi is just a warrior now.
, fairly easy to deal with.
"Father, I can't find it. It's been half a month, and no one knows where Wen Yi has gone. Hundreds of my men have gone looking for it, and there's still no news." Chun Sheng is not a fool either.
I've thought of it a long time ago.
However, Wen Yi almost disappeared from the world.
"Where can a child under twelve years old go? Where is your Qixia Mountain? Send more people to look for it. Since the Yu Shang family has given up on Wenyi, so many of you can't deal with a child? Humph!
"Wen Chao snorted heavily and looked at his son with dissatisfaction.
"Yue Qing!" Wen Chao recruited a Lingling sect disciple, "Go and tell your fellow apprentices to help me find a young alchemist named Wen Yi. Chunsheng knows the specific situation, so you all can go down."
As a peak martial artist in the later period, Wen Chao had no interest in ordinary second-level elixirs, let alone a little warrior, a mere first-level alchemist. He didn't pay enough attention to it, so he waved his hand and sent Chun Sheng away.
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When a monk reaches a certain level of cultivation, it is true that elixirs are not useful. Some small bottlenecks and big bottlenecks require a certain amount of understanding and opportunity. Of course, if you can get some rare and heaven-defying elixirs, it may be different.
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Obviously, Wen Chao didn't think Wen Yi had such a role. Perhaps it was Wen Chao's indifferent attitude that gave Wen Yi a better chance of escaping this disaster. That's right! Wen Chao's disciples are not fools, obviously.
Seeing Wen Chao's impatience, you don't care, so I'll just deal with it.
The Lingling Sect is at least a great sect near the kingdom. Whether it is a high-end martial saint or a large number of low-level warriors, if the Lingling Sect really wants to find someone, Wen Yi can be found out even if he hides in Shaoyang City.
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Of course, the Martial Saint is aloof, so why would he be interested in taking care of such trivial matters? The martial arts steward is the key person in charge of the sect. As a peak martial artist in the later period, Wen Chao has an extremely important position in the Lingling sect. Otherwise, Zhuang
How could Yun, a mere outer disciple, dare to be so arrogant?
Of course, a fool's illegitimate child turned out to be a great alchemist, which made the always aloof young Master Zhuang Yun very jealous. He killed Wen Yi's mother, which made his little jealousy a lot more balanced.
Wen Yi is very satisfied with the speed at which the black-footed horse runs. The Jetta he drove in his previous life couldn't do it, and the 300- to 400-mile Ferrari at the racing track probably can't catch up with the black-legged horse.
Wen Yi was no longer surprised. This life was beyond what he could understand in his previous life. At this speed, it would still take a month, so the royal capital, Shaoyang City, was really far away.
The main road was forty to fifty meters wide, fairly flat, with endless grasslands on both sides, flowing past him like lightning. The black-legged horse galloped all day and all night, and Wen Yi was already numb to the infinite beauty of nature.
Yes, after running around for a whole day, the scenery is almost the same, and the eyes are already tired.
This rush lasted for more than ten days. Wen Yi's initial idea was to get away from Langfang City as soon as possible and try his best to avoid the Delei family's pursuit again. No one has been chasing after such a long time. It is estimated that there will be no one in the short term.
What will be the problem?
The jungle on both sides of the road gradually became denser. Is this considered a jungle? Wen Yi felt that it was not as good as the back mountain of the Delei family, and it was incomparable to the trees hundreds of meters high in the vast Qixia Mountain area.
Now Wen Yi has gradually adapted to his knowledge. The trees more than ten meters high on both sides of the road really have no characteristics.
Along the way, Wen Yi was used to people coming and going. Ninety percent of the people were riding black-footed horses like his own. As for the four-wheeled carriages in the past life, Wen Yi had never seen any of them. The roads here
Although it is extremely spacious, the smoothness cannot be compared with the asphalt road in the previous life, and there are no rubber wheels. If it were on a horse-drawn carriage, and the speed was hundreds of kilometers per hour, wouldn't people be killed?
Martial arts masters cannot ride black-legged horses. Their powerful spiritual power is enough to drive the spirit boat. Wen Yi has seen the lightning speed of the spirit boat once in the Delei family. How could such a powerful martial artist ride like this?
What about the trash black-footed horse?
Along the way, Wen Yi saw a few spirit boats in the sky. Looking at the spirit boats flying by one by one, Wen Yi didn't know how envious he was. Even though he was flying with the help of spiritual weapons, he could still soar in the blue sky. Which monk
Not yearning for it?
Wen Yi's black-legged horse is considered very short. A normal black-legged horse is two or three taller than the horse in the previous life. As we said, Wen Yi is not used to it. This black-legged horse is similar to the one in the previous life and is not expensive.
, Wen Yi took a fancy to it.
This black-footed horse is not the horse that ate grass in the previous life. Wen Yi does have monsters in him. He is carrying him and galloping around, eating a few pieces of monster meat, Wen Yi will not be heartbroken.
Unexpectedly, this seemingly short black-legged horse became much faster since it ate the monster flesh and blood given by Wen Yi, and seemed to have surpassed some seemingly tall black-legged horses.
In the past ten days, Wen Yi has been feeding the black-legged horse spiritual meat, and sure enough, the black-legged horse has become faster and faster. Wen Yi conservatively estimated that the speed of the black-legged horse is 500 miles.
The most critical parts of the first-level monsters that Wen Yi hunted before were still left in the space lock. A pile of spiritual meat. In addition to Wen Yi himself having a barbecue from time to time, there is also a bite of the black-footed horse. After all, it can also carry a lot of food.
After running around for more than ten days, Wen Yi still has some feelings.
The black-footed horse would lick Wen Yi affectionately from time to time, which made Wen Yi feel sour. Sometimes, this beast has more conscience than humans. I just gave it this little benefit, and it treated me sincerely.
In the wilderness, Wen Yi, who had been running for a few days, set up a barbecue again. Both he and Wu Jiao Ma needed to rest. It was normal for monks to sleep in the wilderness.
As usual, Wen Yi took out a large piece of spiritual meat and handed it to Wu Jia Ma. Surprisingly, Wu Jia Ma did not eat it, but looked at Wen Yi's space lock with longing in his eyes.
"Oh? What's the situation?" Wen Yi was a little confused. He didn't shy away from the black leg horse when he took the spiritual flesh from the space lock. Could it be that the black leg horse that can't speak betrayed him? Obviously, it's impossible. Could it be that in this space lock?
Is there anything a blackfoot horse would prefer?
After being together for so many days, Wen Yi also liked this beautiful black-legged horse, and he didn't feel reluctant to part with it. He simply took out everything in the space lock.
Wujiama licked Wen Yi affectionately, stretched out his long tongue, rolled up the remaining spiritual energy pills that Wen Yi had refined, and ate them into his stomach.
Could it be that it is a monster? In fact, what everyone calls a first-level monster is also the lowest state of a monster. Those with aura are probably first-level monsters.
Wen Yi looked at Wujiama with some worry. This guy took three high-level spiritual energy pills at once. Can he bear it?
"It's broken!" As expected, the black-legged horse fell to the ground, seemingly in pain.
Wen Yi is really at his wits end. He is not a veterinarian and has no healing elixir. He seems a little at a loss. After spending more than ten days together, Wen Yi can feel the cute little black-footed horse's attachment to him.
For Wen Yi, who had few relatives or friends, he still cherished this black-legged horse.
"Creak! Crack..." The sound made Wen Yi feel a little hairy.
Originally, the black-footed horse was all white, only its hooves were black. Now, starting from the hooves, and gradually all the limbs turned black, Wen Yi didn't know whether it was its skin or hair that turned black. After half a day, everything that was already black was a little bit black.